I have to teleport to get here anymore. My body doesn't support the land quest. Life is hard. Then you die. Corky taught me that in 1983.
Chasing The Goddess
There are finer points
in this pursuit. I am mad
for you but don't show
it for fear of snakes
issuing forth from your heart,
but I modestly
will say now this is
my hill, these are my goats
and my oracle.
You are on my turf.
March 10, 2010 7:14 PM
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The chicken crossed the road. That's poultry in motion.