08 June 2010

Oracles: Part I

Snake man awakens like anybody else and faces the day. He says, "May it be an inoffensive day." His heart is neither especially heavy nor light. And as the fog of slumber burns from his mental landscape, the coffee maker sings a promising song in the green-tiled kitchen. Cream and sugar - that's his way. And Snake man lives alone, so he puts on yesterday's slacks, then a moderately clean shirt - it's his most comfortable shirt. Now it's time to part the curtains. "Hello sssssssssunrise..." The joke of life is on Snake man, but Snake man is in on the joke.

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