Monday, March 14, 2011

Where is the King of Ireland? Look at the faces. Turn at 10 paces. The mind how it races. The heart how it paces. Blue ink. Finding time in the middle of a second is like finding gorillas in a swamp. The road widens, as it narrows the fellow walking moves away. Click click click. A herd of elephants grazes on sand in the lush fields of golden petunias. Brown salmon eat meat. From there I can see the moon and the sun - I must be standing on a hill. Finally I see the chicken. I love birds.

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