I open this page and think of a couple words to start with, then I type without stopping till I have a paragraph.Then I press publish. No pausing. No editing. (I fix up the spelling and the odd bit of punctuation to make it more in line with what my brain was thinking and my fingers were trying to type, but I don't add or remove any words) ........... Find LITTLE VISIONS VOL 1 in audiobook and zine format at https://bridesofchrist.bandcamp.com/album/little-visions-vol-1-audiobook
Friday, January 30, 2015
A GOAT CLAMBERS
A goat clambers along the rocky outcrop that it calls home. Well naturally the goat doesn't actually call it home, goats don't speak English and don't really think that way. Goats speak Spanish and like to think wherever they lay their hat is their home. Unfortunately most goats eat their hats as soon as they get them and then have nowhere to call home. But perhaps that's just the way they like it. After clambering for a while, the goat became tired of living out this goaty cliche and levitated the rest of the way to the disco, green lasers shooting out of his eyes and cutting down trees all the way.
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