Technicoloured Green

Sun May 20, 2007, 2:04 PM

One of my friends wrote a really deep metaphorical piece about sheep and technicoloured grass. Here's my take on it:

The other day, I saw a herd of sheep chewing grass in a white field. White as the greying, smog-filled fleece upon their backs: each blade of grass was withered, dead, stifled in the embrace of fragrant chemicals. And yet they chewed on. Swallowed on. And they will continue to chew and swallow until the end of time.

I stood there, for many moments, watching these eating machines eat away, politely, at a field of dead white. And wondered why they could settle for something like this.

The answer? If I were a sheep, I would see a pasture of green. Technicoloured green. And I wouldn't settle for anything more.

Anyway, hope you are all having a great time one way or another! If you want to see the original composition: [link]

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*Dex-Mecha May 20, 2007, 2:22:18 PM

you know, without artist, this world would not be any sort of wonderful at all, and through reading this, i'm going to associate the sheep as the artists. seems fair enough, what do ya think?

and i really like your take on this, you mind doing one for me? it's a big metaphor, here's the link: [link]

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the roses behind your eyes,
for those i would die...

~arachibutyrophobic May 20, 2007, 2:33:00 PM

hey i didn't think of it that way when i was writing it. i like your take.

... and i can try ...

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*Dex-Mecha May 20, 2007, 2:34:59 PM

thank you, and you don't have to, i just think another persons perspective would be neat, and i like how you worked with the other idea

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the roses behind your eyes,
for those i would die...

~superclone May 21, 2007, 2:19:46 AM

i wish i held the intellegence of all you artist.. grr i feel too normal..(in a bad way).. i want to be an artist.. someone whos mind works differently from others.. hahahhahaha i cant believe i rote this after reading about sheep.. i guess my mind does work differently

hehe sryy to waste the space.. i think this entry makes alot of sense.

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The icy chill bites at my heart..
slowly eating at my soul..
if i dont wake up..

il freeze to death...

~arachibutyrophobic May 21, 2007, 10:16:19 AM

well since your brain is just as twisted as mine, why don't you take this piece and remould it to your liking?

it's kind of entertaining, really.

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