8 April 2012
You turn and see a tree with a crown and he says to you "I am the humble tree of the tower." Now you look up and down you see brick and dirt. You turn, side to side and you see! You see a window. You walk to the window. From the window you see a dog and a hippopotamus with a bright green walking stick upon the head of a bearded corpse which sits in the pool of happy little birds that swim within a box of liquid rainbows created by an angry god who looked to displease the disciples of another god. But this god had riddles and harps and dancing little fingers. The fingers sleep for two hours a day while the kneecap guards sit at their stations and eat the ears.
Random Crap • Opuss № I