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Alphabet Soup Redux by travelbug
July 7th, 2007 12:09 PM
you'll see that I not only attempted alliteration, but also incorporated SF0 task names. it's either brilliant or annoying. you decide...
Once Upon A Time... there lived an ordinary boy with an outrageous appetite. People always presumed with Prolific Paranoia that the worst would come to pass for this “poor” pubescent child. Quite to the contrary, this quizzical one was unquestionably blessed with Quick Reflexes on his Quotidian Path. Really. Sometimes his appetite was simply for sensual things, like spicy sandwiches or seductive symphonies, but more often it was to suss-out the world like Saint George and test his limits – could he really See Beyond Sight?
Today, for example, his appetite was to take on a task he’d never tried before, to Tame A Wild Beast. Understanding this would be quite a challenge, he found that if he closed his eyes the Universe Delivery System was more likely to uncover the correct path. Very slowly…very, very slowly… he breathed in and out until a unique vision came to him. What wandered into his mind was a Welcome surprise. Xanadu, he was to find Xanadu, and xenophobia cannot take over at a moment like this. Yes-siree-bob, You Got To Recognize his youthful path was to discover a yonder place of myth and beauty. Zealous to start his new adventure, he stepped into his zoris and left his house in SF, zero items in his bag, heading for the zoo.
Animal, Vegetable, Miracle – all sorts abound at the zoo - might he alight upon an Animal Speak? Before he began to envision the beast he would brave, he behaved as Birds and with belly bright as beryl, he broke out into song. Canticum Canticorum, the Song of Solomon, conveys the lustful vigor of youth and it coursed forth with crescendo, Coloring the concrete with a celestial cadence. Don’t dare presume what daydreamers can deliver, for he ended the Days Of Silence with the following verse, “Draw me, we will run after you…We will rejoice and be glad in you. We will recall your love more fragrant than wine.”
Exquisite Differences can be bridged by the Enchanting sounds of an Exquisite Stranger. Following his path under The Fickle Sky, the Future Hero made his way to the gates of the zoo and found there not only a Fauna Façade but also a Fantastic Fan Club! Giraffes, gazelles, geese and gorillas all gazed as he entered the gates, wondering about his Fairy Godmonster but knowing It's Just A Game......of A Game. He followed his instincts and headed for the lion’s den, hoping his heavenly task would be like a Hindu Holiday.
Interpretations of what occurred next are infinite, but the boy intoned intoxicatingly, “I Am Spartacus! I Never Want This Moment To End” and then continued to sing more lyrics: “I sought him, but I could not find him; I called him, but he gave me no answer.” Just when he believed his jaunt had begun, his Journey To The End Of The Night abruptly ended.
Kamikaze really means divine wind, not suicide mission, and there lies the kaleidoscopic confusion; for when the kamikaze came, it knocked down all alike, taming the inner beasts of man and animal, showering them with blessings and kudos like a kahuna or like Krishna. Laughter, Like Yawning or Lucid Dreaming, allows the unconscious Life Of The Mind to appear; so the boy with lips like lilies laughed and yawned and continued the Song of Solomon: “look from the top of Amana…from the lions' dens, from the mountains of the leopards… Awake, O north wind… blow upon my garden, that the spices thereof may flow out. Let my beloved come into his garden, and eat his pleasant fruits.
Meeting his match, the boy climbed this Mysterious Mountain that appeared as Music In W Minor by marveling in the miracle. Neuroscience cannot explain why limits must be tested, but the boy could now see A New Map for his next task, and it involved a New Take On An Old Riddle.
Once Upon A Time... there lived an ordinary boy with an outrageous appetite. People always presumed with Prolific Paranoia that the worst would come to pass for this “poor” pubescent child. Quite to the contrary, this quizzical one was unquestionably blessed with Quick Reflexes on his Quotidian Path. Really. Sometimes his appetite was simply for sensual things, like spicy sandwiches or seductive symphonies, but more often it was to suss-out the world like Saint George and test his limits – could he really See Beyond Sight?
Today, for example, his appetite was to take on a task he’d never tried before, to Tame A Wild Beast. Understanding this would be quite a challenge, he found that if he closed his eyes the Universe Delivery System was more likely to uncover the correct path. Very slowly…very, very slowly… he breathed in and out until a unique vision came to him. What wandered into his mind was a Welcome surprise. Xanadu, he was to find Xanadu, and xenophobia cannot take over at a moment like this. Yes-siree-bob, You Got To Recognize his youthful path was to discover a yonder place of myth and beauty. Zealous to start his new adventure, he stepped into his zoris and left his house in SF, zero items in his bag, heading for the zoo.
Animal, Vegetable, Miracle – all sorts abound at the zoo - might he alight upon an Animal Speak? Before he began to envision the beast he would brave, he behaved as Birds and with belly bright as beryl, he broke out into song. Canticum Canticorum, the Song of Solomon, conveys the lustful vigor of youth and it coursed forth with crescendo, Coloring the concrete with a celestial cadence. Don’t dare presume what daydreamers can deliver, for he ended the Days Of Silence with the following verse, “Draw me, we will run after you…We will rejoice and be glad in you. We will recall your love more fragrant than wine.”
Exquisite Differences can be bridged by the Enchanting sounds of an Exquisite Stranger. Following his path under The Fickle Sky, the Future Hero made his way to the gates of the zoo and found there not only a Fauna Façade but also a Fantastic Fan Club! Giraffes, gazelles, geese and gorillas all gazed as he entered the gates, wondering about his Fairy Godmonster but knowing It's Just A Game......of A Game. He followed his instincts and headed for the lion’s den, hoping his heavenly task would be like a Hindu Holiday.
Interpretations of what occurred next are infinite, but the boy intoned intoxicatingly, “I Am Spartacus! I Never Want This Moment To End” and then continued to sing more lyrics: “I sought him, but I could not find him; I called him, but he gave me no answer.” Just when he believed his jaunt had begun, his Journey To The End Of The Night abruptly ended.
Kamikaze really means divine wind, not suicide mission, and there lies the kaleidoscopic confusion; for when the kamikaze came, it knocked down all alike, taming the inner beasts of man and animal, showering them with blessings and kudos like a kahuna or like Krishna. Laughter, Like Yawning or Lucid Dreaming, allows the unconscious Life Of The Mind to appear; so the boy with lips like lilies laughed and yawned and continued the Song of Solomon: “look from the top of Amana…from the lions' dens, from the mountains of the leopards… Awake, O north wind… blow upon my garden, that the spices thereof may flow out. Let my beloved come into his garden, and eat his pleasant fruits.
Meeting his match, the boy climbed this Mysterious Mountain that appeared as Music In W Minor by marveling in the miracle. Neuroscience cannot explain why limits must be tested, but the boy could now see A New Map for his next task, and it involved a New Take On An Old Riddle.
