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In the Beginning

In the beginning was the Sound
The one tone which rang unfound
Without end, without change, unbound

A deafening roar but hearing nothing
Enveloping all yet holding nothing

No ocean or lake to contain its flow
No flowers, no leaves, no trunk to grow
No body, no bone, no skin to show

Yet behold the wave that came to roll
And hear the tone that came to toll

This moment caught the time which broke
A space from the drone which silence smote

Now shimmering in the awesome stillness
Now shivering on the shores of consciousness
Another note was sounding, singing
A melody was resounding, ringing

Separating and thus creating
Form was born with passion burning
Filled with song, the universe was breathing
And music wrote the worlds to being

~ little woo, 2002

Some fiction with pulp…
Tall Tales from Captain Blake’s Menagerie of Marvels

Hurry Hurry Hurry! Step right up, ladies n’ gents! Boys and girls! Don’t be afraid to satisfy your innermost curiosities… Welcome to the World’s Best Traveling Roadshow…Captain Blake’s Menagerie of Marvels!

A collection of sights so wonderful, so remarkable, so extraordinary… You’ll have to see it to believe it!

Inside, you’ll witness the greatest wonders of this age! Live! Positively Real Anomalies of Nature!

Meet Altheus, the Gentle Giant. 8 feet 4 inches tall, stronger than an angry ox but gentler than a sleeping fawn!

We’ll introduce you to Beatrice, The Lady of Leisure. She who enjoys afternoon tea and good conversation, has impeccable taste yet weighs over 600 pounds and has been sporting a shockingly manly beard since she was a young woman of only 15 years! Read more

Once upon a cruel and linear time, a trailer park in Middle America degraded into a cesspool of chronic malaise. Though they weren’t a really bright bunch, it became so unbearable that the Trailer Trash looked for a sign, a flashing icon, a modern saviour…anything that might save their sorry asses.

Then one day, a strange man rolled into town in a shiny black Mercedes-Benz. He proclaimed that he would save the Trailer Park from Wretchedness through Religion. Firstly, the strange man pulled out a large volume called “The Good Lord’s Handbook on Human Etiquette”. He taught that boinkin’ your mother ain’t morally right and other shocking commandments soon followed:

1) Do not steal from your neighbour’s yard.
2) Do not beat the kids up every morning.
3) Do not boink your mother’s stolen dog while beatin’ on your neighbour’s kids.

The Trailer Trash were upgraded to the Trailer Folk once the Fear of Eternal Damnation was properly begat. Read more