I came in the morning, The day still in darkness clothe, And sat under the Bamboo tree – waiting for you. I saw the watch man leave his post, The owl return from its nocturnal gambol, I heard the first crow of dawn – And felt the dew cease its fall As i waited … Continue reading You did not come…
For the play is themed in the insane stupidity of god images
Gandalf the White gave sentience to carbon molecules and cast them out
The objective; “find chocolate flavoured starfishes”,
With the eating of babies in the sweet Mephistophelean sauce of handmade sin,
a Greek gift of free will offered at every turn.