"You pigs, you. You goof like pigs, is all. You got the most in you, and you use the least. You hear me, you? Got a million in you and spend pennies. Got a genius in you and think crazies. Got a heart in you and feel empties. All a you. Every you."
"Take a war to make you spend. Take a jam to make you think. Take a challenge to make you great. Rest of the time you sit around lazy, you. Pigs, you. God damn you! I challenge you, me. Die or live and be great. Blow yourself to Christ gone or come and find me. Gully Foyle, and I make you men. I make you great. I give you the stars."
- Gully Foyle
All the night's participants had been having life struggles with work and sleep and study and not getting enough of one or too much of the other and the general lassitude and wear that has accrued like a ships barnacles around your bow a few weeks into your journey through the winter...
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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.
Please join us.
Your contributions are welcome.
email: morpheusdrlng@gmail.com
2 comments:
Isn't that like Poetry? or Sumthing? lol.
You guys need to add more Stuff. Something Interesting. lol So Far you guys have only like 2 posts, I have like 7 or more posts on my Blog. Sorry not Trying to compare but it seems like that. lol Well also I doubt if anyone reads my posts but whatever.
Luv, Cami Kat
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