From: jeff davis (jrd1415@yahoo.com)
Date: Fri Mar 08 2002 - 03:12:18 MST
--- spike66 <spike66@attglobal.net> wrote:
> Amara Graps wrote:
>
> >Now in good sooth, sir, Master Spike, I doth
> protest. It is I who tis
> >an embossed carbuncle, a rampallion, a fustalarion,
> a cullionly
> >barbermonger, a globe of sinful continents, who
> must vanish like
> >hailstones ere vultures grip mine wretched eyes.
> >
> >Amara
> >
> See what Jeff Davis has done to us? Made us into
> adjective mongers.
Now now, Spike. You're just bitter because you been
out groveled. Don't take it out on me.
Besides, it was entirely Robert B's interpretation of
my oblation to Amara as suggestive of a desire to
grovel. I grovel not. Mostly. And it was he who
prepended the title "mistress" to Amara. Surely I
cannot be held responsible for someone else's taste in
leather straps and metal studs--not that there's
anything wrong with that--or a view of the world as
from behind a patent leather Balaclava. It was you
then who seized upon this fiction, and turning it into
whole cloth--fueled no doubt by a sincere and worthy
devotion--dived into a frenzy of competetive
slithering, hoping to secure your place at Amara's
feet. Then she, the ever playful, with a show of kind
regard for you, danced the dance of the over-achiever
upon your prostrate, but no doubt grateful, form, as
she sang, "Carbuncle, rampallion, tra la, tra la, tra
la, ere vultures grip mine eyes."
Personally, I prefer--it's a personal preference
thing, you see,... to each his own--to formulate the
character of those I admire from a loftier vision than
that which one sees looking down at--or in your case,
up from-- the silken, cloying, and fecund mire, ever
surging, amoeba-like, implacable, unimpressed by
hubris and star-flung ambitions, to envelope and
reclaim our puny-yet-tasty fleshy ebullience.
So then, for Amara, I choose the Olympian
indomitabilty of Athena, stardust warrior, and the
elegant craftsmanship of the Wright brothers--now
THAT'S what I call the Wright stuff--from bicycle to
"tumbling mirth of sunsplit clouds", and thence, no
doubt, to gleaming starship. Amara standing tall, the
veil of Maya streaming behind her in the solar wind.
Spike, put down that adjective before you hurt
yourself.
Best, Jeff Davis
"Everything's hard till you know how to do it."
Ray Charles
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