* NUGGET 4_A Peculiar Incident in the Kitchen** NUGGET 4_A Peculiar Incident in the Kitchen by DarkSaxeBleu
The Dungeon was now less crowded as in a cloud of mist Count EUNUS took MINA (and a couple of fat spiders which he snatched on the way) right upwards, through the winding shoot, straight into the kitchen where she had to take care of an emergency bleeding, literally , and cook him some pork chops and baked potatoes on the side - and IGOR and the COUNT were last living souls (of such questionable description) which have still not dearly departed the creepy place.
VLAD: ... What do you mean by calling my gramps your Master? ... *I* AM your Master!
IGOR: Yes, Sire, but him I respect!
COUNT Von ORSEMPERK's REMAINING LEFT LEG: See, my lad?!! Still much for you to learn!
VLAD: Just ... Pack the aggravating extremity and let's go, finally.
*a loud scream is heard from the kitchen and echoes throughout the Known and Unknown Universe*
VIXEN THE GORGEOUS: ... YOU!!! What on earth are you doing?!! RELEASE MY BATS IMMEDIATELY!!!!
EUNUS: Hang on,
* Sefferino Saga** Sefferino Saga by DarkSaxeBleu
The Saga of Sir Geoff (our knight)
was kept in annals old:
t'was a tale so horrible
never to be told by a living -
to a living - nor a wandering soul
or else it turned cool honest guy
from hunky dude ~ to ghoulish troll.
... In a bar a leaflet green:
MARK YOUR SKILL
AGAINST SURE WIN!
- Dare ye
that a giant
of a string
~ Type ~ G?!
don't mock about!
Earn a buck
and say out loud
beyond the seed
of any doubt:
''From this intent I shan't derail:
>>> I SHALL <<<
pick up the beast's own tail
and there behold its ~ tushy pale!''
... It takes, truly, mind of dirt
to LOOK UP! its squishy, wobbly
For only a °Purée~of~Heart
can live through this ordeal
(that is if ye don't end upon
its plate as a °gratis meal.)
Many have wrecked their brains
and pondered whether they should
have longer wandered in the woods,
in Old man River, the Time –
in prime of their
* ... The Challenge of CHAOS** ... The Challenge of CHAOS by DarkSaxeBleu
World has seen a mighty teacher
in Freddy Nietzsche, moody preacher who,
perched all day 'mongst roots and clay,
lurched about in search of Day
when all his prayers, thoughts and will
would meet their match in equal quill.
The mill of words grinds on and forth:
withdrawn from men - one with the world
he sees The Dawn yet carries dusk -
behind his desk the thoughts grotesque
turn into brisk and brusque ~ burlesque.
Charms and spells he sells, sweet pastor,
and incantations of disaster - but
Self hurts: one's not a Master who
*Cum spe ad astra* with chaos in tow
lays bound immotile in ideal château
then sheds his tears on a dying horse:
The Whip you're not ~ but beastly force
which suffers one and only deus
- antítetón et fulcrum meus -
subverting laws of naughty Eros:
''Reus est! Obnoxious pest ...''
With a murmur - he dreams along while
all his being streams and pours
in deepest cavern, dark abyss
where quiet, calm
in padded cell
he outlives hell -
our mortal bliss.
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Cave ab homine unius libri ... "We are all one. Ours is not a better way, ours is merely another way." ~ Neale Donald Walsch
Had he but spar'd his Tongue and Pen, He might have rose like other Men:
But, Power was never in his Thought; And, Wealth he valu'd not a Groat:
Ingratitude he often found, And pity'd those who meant the Wound:
But, kept the Tenor of his Mind, To merit well of human Kind:
Nor made a Sacrifice of those Who still were true, to please his Foes.
* Verses on the Death of Dr. Swift.
... Digging up dead people. ... For study purposes!
... CORRECTING THE GAPS in our COLLECTIVE MEMORY.
... For FUN, really.
''... Best way to come to the heart of the matter is to stick a knife into it.''
''You mean to say exactly what you know; but in reality you are giving expression to what is, in all essential particulars, an hypothesis. You do not KNOW it at all; it is nothing but an hypothesis rapidly framed in your own mind. And it is an hypothesis founded on a long train of inductions and deductions.'' ~ T. H. Huxley.
''Those who can make you believe absurdities can make you commit atrocities. Quand la populance se mele de raisonner, tout est perdu.'' (Reason can justify everything - it is its winning trait - and a deadly flaw ...)
LIFE'S MOTTO: (one for Reality, one for Illusion)
~ Bumbulum magnum - vince pecunia. ( = Fart great - win money.)
~ Teneant omnes cervisia et evomere postea. (= Hold all the beer and vomit afterwards.)
bayes.wustl.edu/etj/music/m7h.… - read it.
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