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In the beginning
there was a big white horse
with a neck wrapped
in brown leather
stepping on four
magic marbles
He felt
very lonely
and wished company
with a splash
from his schlong
He created
little plagues
he called humans
He saw
their future
on his own
horse back:
They'll conquer me
and they'll destroy me
in a city who never sleeps
With the wind
that comes out of my arse
I'll remind them
I'm their horse god
Who created them:
My little human fleas
there was a big white horse
with a neck wrapped
in brown leather
stepping on four
magic marbles
He felt
very lonely
and wished company
with a splash
from his schlong
He created
little plagues
he called humans
He saw
their future
on his own
horse back:
They'll conquer me
and they'll destroy me
in a city who never sleeps
With the wind
that comes out of my arse
I'll remind them
I'm their horse god
Who created them:
My little human fleas
Mix Media by C.L.DeMedeiros
5 comments:
Amazingly magic & beautiful!
Cavalo branco... com sua personalidade e instrumentos fortíssimos! Uma analogia perfeita!
Great creation myth, also makes me think of humans as ceral box prizes because of the scale.
I meant cereal box
Well, C.L.
I'm all for creation tales...some years ago I decided the planet believed fleas crawled upon it's skin, now and then attempting to shake them off by rippling it's skin, much like the horse...humans call the action earthquake.
OH, keep arting and let it flow non-stop..you are in the right time to step aside and let it happen.
Got sidetracked by drypoints and a very old press....
L.
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