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Now you journey through a desert

Now you journey through a desert
burnt by wind and sand and sun
where once stood your homely manor,
undone by ill chance and ill choice;

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Zeus

Lightning struck out of the clear blue sky with an eye-searing flash and an ear-numbing report, and then He stood before me. He was Zeus, right out of the history books and Mount Olympus, standing in the parking lot of the Kroger. “Mortal,” He thundered (of course), “tell Me,  what is this place? As you value your life,” he added, somewhat distractedly. His noble features wore a quizzical expression instead of the requisite deific mien. That is to say: He looked confused. read the rest of this entry »