my mighty belti roamed valleys and fields. running and falling across horizons trying to pick up the line that seperates the green and blue and make it into a pretty black belt. they say there are no lines. i didn't retort how mighty stupid they are. no lines indeed. why is there green and blue then, they didn't tell me.
i have got to find that line. and read the Untransalatables inscripted onto it. those runes that divided white long ago and burst it into many colours; mostly green and blue -of which grey is starting to take over. black was aplenty.
it is so much harder when it is night. the world is so black that i almost start to believe that the universe itself is made of lines sewn together, blocking out something beautiful beyond. the secret i've been looking for. the unnamed Colour. the treasure world of chaotic peace of the colours without name.
if i wear that belt, they will stop seeing how beautiful i am and leave me alone. F should get one too. he's so beautiful i want to keep him all to myself. i would give up visits to ten thousand treasure worlds to have him for all of Time. ten thousand. ten thousand times more beautiful than i am.
-sigh- i'm tired.
Posted by NHJ
7/01/2004 09:40:00 pm
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