Monday, July 2, 2007

The Subberbs of Dozengeo

The blazing sun beat down on the land of Doublevadican, the land was dry and without fruit. Although the leader of the Jeremites knew who he was and whence he came he was sweating, unmoving, waiting. Waiting as he always was, waiting for something to happen something come, something to distract him, words and pictuers could only hold his attention for so long. He set the fire and began to put some meager food to the flame in hopes that the small nurishment would hold his frail body for that much longer until something came. When the food, mostly made of meat and potatoes were about half cooked a signal came from a distance, a voice was heard:

"What are you doing?" the voice was female and quite attractive sounding by any means, and ontop of that knowlege there was also the knowlege of who this damsile was, a gypsy from the realm of Godhouse and was known throughout out that land. Not only as wild and mysterious, but also reveared as queen by the Kameronites, and desired by many a men.

The leader of the Jeremites stood and pondered the question for but a moment before responding, "making myself a meal."

"Oh." Was the simple reply emitted from her lungs.

"What did you need?" the leader asked being a kindly friend to this unfortunate sounding woman.

"Lunch?" she said hopefully. And the man was off he soon found her, she had her passport, she entered the Doublevatican, she then paid her respects for John Paul and that other guy, said hello to Jesus and bowed to Emperor Snuffins as was the custum when entering the Doublevatican. After they repsonded in their usual manner the leader of the Jeremites and the mysterious gypsy queen traveled their way, and lunch was at had, three slabs of meat smashed between bread and set with other products such as vegtibles. They ate and talked about what had happened over a period of time. They discussed things such as the fabulous country of Doublevatican and its capital Dozengeo, and how these names suited this strange and quite large country. They also discussed such things as Emperor Snuffins and his wonderous shoes which he named chuck. They also discussed such things as their jobs and how much these jobs were needed but disliked except for few people such as the renoun philosipher Tim.

So the day went on, laughs and yells emitted from these two such people as they spent time together, as was the custum, love and hate, close and far. It was how things were and how they were expected amoung both of their people. Music was played and tales of Increadible things were told, such as ghosts and houses. Both being displeased with these tales they left the dwelling in which they resode and made their way to find their fellow man. When found they set to work, each being dissapointed with what they were doing and the measly break between the hours of labor they finally came to the desision that they must see a better act of frightening tales. They made the plan and went to dinner. They ate their witch was provided a man and woman that interested in both of them. Once they talked about things such as writing and of unusual sisters. After finishing their meal they continued with a deep and wonderous conversatino about, good and evil, love and hate, hope and despair. This lasted until the disapointing reschedualing with the play.

After seding the unfortunate actors to the gallows they left again. They soon found themsleves in a stopping where people would let their beasts of burden rest while they educated themselves on technichal arts. The gypsy queen and the leader of the Jeremites began talking soon of deep heartfelt things, such as chickens and cows and values of each. Emotions rose and the dicsussion heated. After a phrase was spoken and the following long silence, under the moonlit sky and the starfilled universe they kissed and spoke and laughed and sung. The tender feelings were felt as they sung of the best song in the world, at least a tribute of it. But the most imporant part was the kiss, finally uniting the two peoples, at least for a period of time, whether or long. The passion and feeling emitted on that starlit night could be felt from miles away, and such as evertying ends in time, this too would end. But that starlit night was worth it, because in the end that is what it all comes down to in the land of the Doublevatican, within the Subberbs of Dozengeo.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

I love that, "they talked of such things as writing and unusual sisters." You make me laugh out loud when I am by myself. A talent not to be taken lightly my friend. The philosopher known as tim.