Wednesday, March 18, 2015

BLEATING CROWS AND RUSTY GATES AND TREES STRETCHING

Bleating crows and rusty gates and trees stretching, they make a mini symphony here in my yard. But who is the conductor? Am I making it all happen with deep parts of my brain I cannot consciously access? Is it GOD? Is it YOU? If it's you, you really ought to put a bit more thought into your symphonies. The sounds are pretty cool but the arrangement is really all a bit random and nowhere. You ain't gonna end up in the pantheon of immortals any time soon at this rate.

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