Thursday, October 22, 2009

labored metaphors aside (some things I was recently reminded of)



Walking among them, you cannot help but ask them questions. They are, after all, wise, and you are reminded that magic is as ancient as they.


But if you are not careful of the mystical apprehension you feel, your fate might be so ridiculous:







And it would be better to recall a different fascination, born in the year of Falco's "Rock Me Amadeus":








And to wake early on Saturday in order to wrest control of the TV from your sister or older step-brother:




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