The Narrative of the CoconutThe Narrative of the Coconut As first performed in the movie: Monty Python and the Holy GrailThe Narrative of the Coconut
As our story unfolds, an orphaned king, accompanied by his loyal servant, arrives outside the walls of a large stone castle. His servant is seen banging together two large coconuts as to imitate the sound of a galloping horse, and the king is providing adequate visual aid to this representation. The two find themselves near the castle walls when they are stopped by a guard standing watch on top of the eastern wall.
Guard: “Halt! Who goes there?”
King: “It is I, Arthur, son of Uther Pendragon, f
Transcendental SubordinationNothingness pervades emptiness, violating it in one supple, light stroke and caress. Lumps of mental substance roil, in wait, for release from a selfish existence, selfish by the standards of its surroundings, thirsting for the realization of itself. Lumps of mental substance roll, and collide, melding into the next as their cores melt into one other, absorbing select pieces and filtering all else.Transcendental Subordination
Surreal strands of firmament connect.
Learning to discover the strings is the first step to playing them.
Opuses make themselves.
Each mound of mental perfection hurls its ephemeral bulk into the
True Type FontsPencil tips collide with the softness of paper. Tiny blots of ink smear onto clear, creamy parchment as the artist outlines his masterpiece in stunning glory and irrevocable silence. The feathered crown of a stunning quill fans the cool, sterile air. The quill pours its insides onto the worthless canvas, giving it price, fame, intelligence……..The quill dips into the inkwell once more, replenishing its supplies of creativity and expression. Scraping…..falling……rising………..dipping…..writing………feeling…….pantomiming……..charading………….creativity begets life, and life begets nothing but a superstitious feeling of meaning. Words combine, adapt, mold tTrue Type Fonts
Unreality¿?Unreality
Eyes darting from humor to fantasy, Whirling visions, rotating delight. To see the circus,
The circus, circus, circus! It spins…..and it feels, as it decimates. Oh! But how could it decimate? How could it cause harm? With it’s unbridled facetious ways. Tee-hee, the girls giggle as the canvas smothers, In soft colorful delight. The ringmaster shakes his fancy, As his wooden staff becomes his baton, Directing the orchestra and guiding the waters. Mickey Mouse, Mickey Mouse, pulls the drawstring, The carnival lies tight around the waist of each g
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"Safe? Who said anything about safe? 'Course he isn't safe. But he's good."
- C.S. Lewis
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:Wilby::
"Safe? Who said anything about safe? 'Course he isn't safe. But he's good."
- C.S. Lewis
Your gallery is very interesting!
Ive been making an effort to meet new people and visit others gallerys because I LOVE looking at varieties of art and styles
and people. Anyway, Im 15 and I have been drawing since I could pick up a pencil. I am a big disney fan, and I mainly love
Lilo and Stitch and have a lot of Lilo and Stitch fan - friends. Im just beginning to open up to Anime which I have been growing
fonder and fonder of, and i like anthropomorphic creatures as well. Sorry to bug you with that bit about myself! Im gonna go
now, maybe you could stop by page too if you feel like it
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New account: =BrandiMuffin
Muaha. Haha. *cough.*
Hi.
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