Thursday, June 19, 2008
Primal primate pondering
A company of Apes for aeons here escapes thrashing through the dense forest of ideas dressing up and decorating the mundane with drapes some get lost and some are found some break open worlds and some give it new shapes From time to time a distant, ancient story will repeat of birth and hope and love and fruits like grapes In the company of Horus and his mates Injected in here to give the world some shakes no longer Kings or even Knights In the company of strange and estranged Apes
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