When the grims had come to the Infernal Fountain they should musts, in turn, threw their precious coinage into the tumultuous waters. Eyes closed or open, back turned or front on, it made no. They made, must make thoughts of the true wantings of their souls. Sheba, in turn, came and she had no coin,ContinueContinue reading “The Informal Fountain”
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The Wellness Guru’s Tale
The Gurus traveled across the plain on their endless migration, following the distance rain clouds which induced the rich grasses to do their appear, where before there had been none. Apres la pluie Hold on a moment, said the Sphinx on listening to the Tale told, I was expecting a story of suburban dissatisfaction andContinueContinue reading “The Wellness Guru’s Tale”
The Influencer’s Tale
Doctor, doctor, I have a terrible case of Influencer, Aaaachoo! I can see that, said the doctor, Take this powder, dissolve it into water and drink it with the spoon still in the glass, so that the spoon swishes around and hits you on the nose when you tilt the glass. Will that make meContinueContinue reading “The Influencer’s Tale”
The Phisherman’s Tale
When all the fish had been fished away, I must turn my attention anew, to discover some alternate source of nourishment. I looked at the water, slosh sloshing against the side of my ancient coracle in empty pieces and decided to cast a new net. A net I must spin up some clever traps toContinueContinue reading “The Phisherman’s Tale”
The Hedge Fund Managers Tale
When I was a child, I dreamed of childish things. Being a merchant of Venice or somewhere closer to home. The spectre of climate change was always playing upon the e-news and in my mind, so I decide then and where to create a fund of resource to enable the replant or build of hedgesContinueContinue reading “The Hedge Fund Managers Tale”
War Zone
Big grey or light green metal tanks covered with guns sticking out went rolling back and forth, rolling tracks making patterns in the broken things, across somebody’s garden and through the fence and over the car and breaking the lamppost. Mud poured out of them. All the vegetables were mushed up with mud and couldContinueContinue reading “War Zone”
Hammer in the Grass
They searched low through the high grass, they searched in the yellow grass, and when it moved it could not stay still. It looked like water. The grass was high, they parted the grass, look. Is it there in the grass? No, only a snake, I’ve found a snake, called the Sphinx. Ask the snake.ContinueContinue reading “Hammer in the Grass”
The Hardest Place
When I was young and the world was remaining a mumbling ball of flaming rock and the people and creatures of it were still a twinkle in the eye of the tempest, I believed that the apparent ordered chaos of entropy was the only direction of travel. A rock must fall and a flame mustContinueContinue reading “The Hardest Place”
The Fire Sheep
The Oracles wandered off carrying the time incinerator, checking its vitals from moment to moment as they walked or shuffled along. A sheep, with flames running constantly along its back, walked up and stood casually looking at the Sphinx. You are on fire, said the Sphinx quietly, not speaking too loud so as to notContinueContinue reading “The Fire Sheep”
Sheba and the Pillars
So and so, Sheba was made her hair intertwining the pillars together and apart together and apart such that the stone, stacked up with mortar, could try to withstand and stand and stay. But in all the enchantment that remained in the stones, as standing together, never but never was a thought to guard againstContinueContinue reading “Sheba and the Pillars”
The Guardians of the Cave 