I'll be reading a blog sometimes, as one does here on this wordpressiful site, and I'll come across an insightful or interesting comment.
And there I am. At one of those instantly recognizable gravatar profiles.
And... nothing. No blog link, no facebook, email or twitter. Just a name and a photo, and sometimes not their photo, just the standard blue and white default gravatar image.
My name is unpronounceable in your language. And I would teach you mine but I can see from here you would stop at the first personal pronoun. You would learn it by heart and carry it everywhere between your teeth and your cheek. You would root up the green grass and keep it only for yourself. Well you would, there's no mystery.
The New Crusades
. . . and ’17′ . . .
Don’t forget to watch the Fritz Lang original. One of the most important films, ever.