Darkness sees no fault. No human imperfection as far as genetics are concerned. Shadows cannot lie, for their very being is an absolute image. Reflected only in the presence of light, yet there is no prejudice. The still of night carries with her a sense of peace, every whisper amplified yet each word lost in translations. Oh how long shall the shadows I've so long embraced play garment,cloak to my eternal night?
Tuesday, September 6, 2011
Royal Surprise
Once upon a time there was a chef by the name of Brittany who had long flowing hair that would sometimes slip into her soup pot as she was cooking. One day the King asked her to make a treat, a new dessert for all the land. Hmmm Brittany thought, what to make...she knew which ingredients she 'didnt' wanna use, so she took raisins, and cheese and mayo, she took ham from her brother Sam and put all these things in a bowl to remind herself not to use them. But she soon fell asleep.....and when she woke up, it was almost dinner time and the Kings dessert wasnt ready, in haste she grabbed the bowl with all the bad ingredients and threw in some milk, threw in some salt, sugar and dough...it went right in the oven...Brittany felt happy, she had made the dish after all, but something didnt feel right...after 10 minutes the dish was ready, the royal butler brought the dish before the King....it was lumpy and gray with the smell of hay, it was gloomy and soft and tasted lie cloth but the King didnt notice any of this...he took a bite and then............