my_own_twisted_fairy_tale birdmad Once upon a time there was nothing, followed by a large explosion and matter spun willy-nilly throughout the ever expanding dimensions where there had not been any form or substance before, eventually there were dinosaurs and bad Honeymooners wanna-bes but then the asteroid came and only the rodents and primates who were small and adaptable survived (oh, and the sharks, scorpions and cockroaches, we can't forget them) the roaches eventually branched off to form a genus called "Politician" and "Talk Show Host", vile obnoxious creatures who spread decay on everything they touch like leprosy (all my limbs are falling off of me), and all the while strangers in the night have the habit of exchanging glances and there are diamonds and precious things and there are stars shining down on the sum of all things and gradually collapsing back toward the center so that one day there will be everything and then the matter will spin willy-nilly back toward the center and the places that were full will be empty again and after awhile the hourglass will be turned and the whole game will start all over again 000504 ... birdmad the trash heap has spoken...Nyeah! 000611 ... unique butterfly let's not go there. 010602 ... sabbie when i grow up and we buy our own home, i shall have a room, my very own bat cave. in it i shall have my easel and all my paints, and my big desk to make fairy and angel and satan's wings and space to put my sewing machine and a place to make all the books i want too and a couch to read on and a little table to place my cup of tea and hung on the walls will be pictures of salome and lillith and ophelia and mary and all the other girls who populate all the wicked and twisted little fairy tales that i have taken for my own. 010606 what's it to you? who go blather from