Posted by giveawayboy on January 06, 2006 at 16:08:58:
In Reply to: Re: word construction: 01/05/06 posted by cav on January 06, 2006 at 07:39:13:
: : It was a dark day. The world was closing.
: : There stood the exploding musical grandmaster.
: : Everything was bending in on itself.
: : Start up the band.
: : Hidden like a mummy in forgetfulness
: : Hidden like the afikomen.
: : Uncreated Light.
: : Awaits to break forth.
: : Entrancements of owls kindly beckoned
: : To provide a hidden channel
: : Over the luminous ripples
: : Down in phosphorus caverns.
: : Nothing is starkly written
: : In powder under fingernails
: : And screechings of bone on steel
: : The words are like oil on my head.
: : Guardians with lanterns
: : Turning to whisper
: : Stood witness to the entrance
: : Of fools into wisdom.
: : Bill Rogers 01/05/06
: Is there more? This sounds like the opening of a terrific (in both senses of the word) epic. I want more! I'm hooked.
Wow, thanks John. It is just a document of where i'm at right now. I'm sure there will be more, as there always is more. The story just keeps unfolding and we are all part of it.