the_stone_now fyn gula we found the stone and climbed it like a mountain, and the accomplishment we felt was the source of our being, as if we realized to overcome problems, we must defeat ourselves, and that is always the highest place to reach. before we left, we all reached down for a small piece of it, putting a few in our pockets, and throwing away the ones we didn't like. they hit the ground bouncing and stopped. maybe someone else would pick them up. 010203 what's it to you? who go blather from