In the world before Monkey primal chaos reigned,
Heaven sought order, but the Phoenix can fly only when its feathers are grown.
The four worlds formed again and yet again,
As endless aeons wheeled and passed.
...and I dreamed of a world with oak trees and butterflys,
a world without hate and cucumber and icicles,
where all men have free dental treatment,
and all women are at liberty to be at liberty.
Harlech Castle
Half a decade ago we found ourselves on the north west coast of Wales. This particular trip had been notable for the speed with which the then seven year old Lachy could get up historical monument stairs. 250 steps to the top of York Minster, won by miles. Half a mile up the steep Bavarian road to Neuschwanstein on a full stomach, jogged out of sight. 10km of uphill German bush tracks to Berg Eltz, "guten morgan wee boy, where's your family?", "A couple of K's back down there mate!",says Lachy pointing approximately down into the fog filled valley. Just as well Roozle could keep up a bit - Koh and I and Taff could na. So a blur disappears up the stairs at Harlech Castle, "doesn't matter"I thought, "I'll catch 'em at the top". I gained the battlement several minutes later to find him standing at the barrierless brink gazing down the 200 foot drop to the Welsh grass and rocks below.
Who said I couldn't move fast?
Heaven sought order, but the Phoenix can fly only when its feathers are grown.
The four worlds formed again and yet again,
As endless aeons wheeled and passed.
...and I dreamed of a world with oak trees and butterflys,a world without hate and cucumber and icicles,
where all men have free dental treatment,
and all women are at liberty to be at liberty.
Harlech CastleHalf a decade ago we found ourselves on the north west coast of Wales. This particular trip had been notable for the speed with which the then seven year old Lachy could get up historical monument stairs. 250 steps to the top of York Minster, won by miles. Half a mile up the steep Bavarian road to Neuschwanstein on a full stomach, jogged out of sight. 10km of uphill German bush tracks to Berg Eltz, "guten morgan wee boy, where's your family?", "A couple of K's back down there mate!",says Lachy pointing approximately down into the fog filled valley. Just as well Roozle could keep up a bit - Koh and I and Taff could na. So a blur disappears up the stairs at Harlech Castle, "doesn't matter"I thought, "I'll catch 'em at the top". I gained the battlement several minutes later to find him standing at the barrierless brink gazing down the 200 foot drop to the Welsh grass and rocks below.
Who said I couldn't move fast?
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