a snow of butterflies : texticity

by Tomorrow's Man

June 21, 2007

The Albongquin Roundtable: Thoughts on the Longest Day of the Year

Bettie (The Optimist): Yay! And we've still got a whole summer left to go!

Sy (The Pessimist): So it's going to start getting darker sooner already? That figures.

The President (The Republican): I will neither confirm nor deny the possibility that henceforth the days will, in fact, be shorter. That's all, no further questions. God bless.

God (God): You're serve, Sun.

Dyve (The Goth): Like, so what -- it's about time we are no longer forced to suffer this plight exhibited on our kind. At last the days will shorten, the nights will grow with the tenacity of the power of the Mystery, and we shall further and farther dance robotically to our stilted, processed electronic beats in the dark...always in the dark.

Wystervvyl (King of the Forest People): Okay, guys, you know the drill -- PUSH!

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