glassysky

Montag, März 07, 2005

The maiden (not visible) has captured the unicorn, now easy prey to hunters and dogs.

Anonym hat gesagt…: Foolish maiden! No doubt she wanted to ride the uni-horn all day and all night. Now hunters and their dogs will nip it, whack it, skin it, gut it, and core out its anus, and then where will we be? Bereft of beauty, horny (because hornless), lonely, flea-bitten, even—yes—deuteranopic! Howling at our loins and groaning at the moon, and all because we wanted to lay a fence about the Mystical Misty Mythishness. Oh, madnesses most maddening, I MICTURATE WITH FURY!!!; 10:36 PM
Anonym hat gesagt…: Horses, I believe, fill us with peace and strength. That great heavy-lidded animal gaze is beneficent and tolerant of our failure to be so vast and handsome. Much more beautiful, unicorns are less forgiving, and that makes them more hated. Unicorns appeal to girls in their first blush of womanhood because they believe that, like the man the girls imagine, the unicorn has the power to be cruel but the desire to be kind. They will be disappointed by both creatures.

So many grow up with the mistaken belief that power and wealth breed charity and generosity. I am certain that somewhere in her forbidden heart of hearts the maiden did want to the ride the unicorn, but cruel men have forced her to assume that beauty is a poison and grace is a dance of death.; 3:56 PM