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Golden Fleece

Contributed by Silvano on Saturday, 12th April 2008 @ 11:24:38 PM in AEST
Topic: abstract




Golden fleece, oh what a drag. I skip this class constantly in my mind and fly away to the moon where somber melodies drift me out to sea. At sea all is calm and blue and black and endless. But sadly it has to end - or does it? I decided that it did not, and I took the ocean with me as I opened the floodgates of my reality and set free this somber blue and black and rode it through your boring class and out the door to the world that could not understand why I was floating in the sky - they could not see the mass of water I had ridden from the moon to grace them all with a different view. But it did not matter to me, as I was calm and blue and black in my vision and never unnerved by the masses who toiled and seemed to drown under my somber chariot pulled by the horses of Poseidon. See how I take what you feed me and create something you never imagined or wished to see used like I love to use it? Throw your spears of fickle and feeble-minded tyranny sprung from minds who could not perceive these vast possibilities - I will take your spears and create giant elephants with wings and purple skin and smiles on their faces for the joy that can be had if you will refuse to be tied down with these worries that wither in time and in the sight of history. But I will care for you and your worries and cast blue and black fluorescent glow over your shoulder in hopes of easing your mind.






Copyright © Silvano ... [ 2008-04-12 23:24:38]
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Re: Golden Fleece (User Rating: 1 )
by artjunkiekyle on Sunday, 13th April 2008 @ 10:59:58 AM AEST
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astounding. i loved this piece


Re: Golden Fleece (User Rating: 1 )
by a7x36 on Sunday, 13th April 2008 @ 11:35:20 AM AEST
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awesome. artistic, comprehensible, and meaningful




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