affame_le_geant_just_as_we_all_are fyn gula the package of adhesive, which puppertwinkle was directed to use for gluing the wings of feignez to saumboo's stone shoulder blades was much the same size of a packet of seeds one would purchase in the spring for their garden. you do have a garden, don't you? he took a good look at the front and did a double take, shocked to find the marketing design featured an artist's rendition of the wingless feignez as a prisoner in the glass bee pollen jar. he felt a rush of sweet religious melancholy and it forced him to recreate the times he had with her and he couldn't help but wonder what happened to her after the wooden cart tumbled and crashed. he was too intellgent for extravagant fantasy, but he knew she was a survivor to be sure. and the little dog figured she could be in only one of two places, just as we all are. either in the hands of a god or that of a monster. it was here that he remembered he had once read something from howard zinn, a historian. "what we choose to emphasize in this complex history will determine our lives. if we see only the worst, it destroys our capacity to do something. if we remember those times and places, and there are so many, where people have behaved magnificently, this gives us the energy to act, and at least the possibility of sending this spinning top of a world in a different direction." above the pastel drawing was a small manufacturer's logo of what appeared to be the head of a bear that contained a sense of opalescence and purity, yet there was one major difference when closer inspection revealed it to be a human face instead of animal, as one would expect. and when he read the intricate hand-written title proclaiming the source of origin and quickly flipped it over and beheld the illustrious and informative contents usage listing and manufacturer history, he realised a whole new chapter in the story of his extraordinary life was just beginning. 021003 ... sabbie [not wanting to break the thread of the narrative for even a second, but the title reminded me of a saying that i wantesd to share] we do not see things as they are we see them as we are - anias nin 021005 what's it to you? who go blather from