7.07.2009

the source of fire

hail to the goddess. Her majesty, Pyro. Pyrolita in espanol. Let me become a pyrotechnician. I can usurp the alchemist and drag the druids across the deserts. I can technically come up with an ergonomic, electric way of dragging the old creatures across this new world that is layered by maniacs and innocents. Innocents believe in pure love and the maniacs want to capture this love. Love for fire and worship of the gods. Clarified butter is as good a fuel as puffed rice. Which one would the goddess prefer? The druids walk on stilts but they are made of birch. How can these transportation devices survive this land that boils with maniacs? wood burns. wood is a good conductor of heat. too bad. however it is handy if you are playing to current, its a bad conductor of electricity. And you see, that is my predicament....I am fucked coz wood is my base. I am a pyrotechnician. 

p.s. dont glance at me that way if you do not mean it. Hey universe.. hola?! watch me learn the lesson.. no repeats please.

p.p.s. lol

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