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We have left the bunkers, fuelled up, and are to the savannah, to free roam for a time. The original forest is in the distance, Varosha Resort out there somewhere.

These places are a nexus of fragments and scattered remains. With its strange grasslands and nebulous island in-worlds, and nestled between savage and savant, the savannah is the ideal human environment. The fable bridges a gentle way across.


M. L. Darling intends this space as an opportunity to follow the veins of fable across a landscape with a simian commitment to an aesthetic of evolutionary dreaming.

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Your contributions are welcome.

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Thursday, October 15, 2009

Blinded by a Thousand Points of Light





Casual poetry used to make his eyes bleed It was a symptom of a rare disease he inherited from his great Grandmother.
A invigilant independentist; who cut a hot swathe across the wide brown lands of Western Australia in search of love and then ultimately, War--Which tore away to foreign lands where she fought and died fought and died.

Home at 27 but no one could see her because she was dead...eventually broken hearted she disappeared.
He has been told that she is still out there in the world in her new form as atoms and artassi rays; other mind-bobulations that beggar belief because they are beyond knowing.

Soul light rays upon the sun cant been seen had no fun but blasting life out through the mantle and blew through invigilant in Fremantle

A ticket found another day 93 Earth years and then a day when ticket found from underground resurfaced to tell don-vision of you.

xxDenski Post


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