wiping the instant angle, over the sinking feelinges

[Violet]

in rainblow whos
and dark brightness dandelion
a syphon
ambrosia applez
no-one
but
who can say?
necklace torturoseness
over a fish
hacking a mule
desired in marzipan
King Flute
now she dives over
the oyster pitch
befuddly
bewitchy
beast of Baby Lonia
one by two the gusts arise
the gusts are blowing off
and no 1 nose
is better than anybodys applez!

.. snow bum.. I'll see to this later, but thought to quote it before it vanishes. Why don't you have the host fish tell Jarkko it's all been a terrrible terrible misunderstanding.. she could say she had pms or something.. or std's.. maybe

[Violet]

.. actually, I'm not kidding.. I think some manner of rapprochement is in order at this point.. Jarkko should be able to understand that creative types, especially those whose landscape extends to multiple personalities, need room to invent, re-neg, and invent again. He should be able to understand.. I think.. [pretty sure] [not really, but.. maybe he would, if you put it to him.. um.. inventively]

v.

[Violet]

.. fishie.. notice how this one hasn't disappeared yet, when the last one disappeared pronto.

That either means one of two things:

a. a changing of the guard type of thing [or, you know, whatever decadent-type things the moderators are always getting up to, in which case, they're not keeping their eye on the ball, as it were]; or

b. a secret ruling has been decided on in favor of Overall Fishdom.

I suppose only time will tell on this one, fish.

v.

edits: I came back here, and thought: a secret ruling has been decided on, instead of just "decided." I feel so much better now. Oh, and I then thought to write this stuff about the edit, which makes this little bit the "second edit." [by the way, hi G.]

[Geoffrey]

in rainblow whos
and dark brightness dandelion
a syphon
ambrosia applez
no-one
but
who can say?
necklace torturoseness
over a fish
hacking a mule
desired in marzipan
King Flute
now she dives over
the oyster pitch
befuddly
bewitchy
beast of Baby Lonia
one by two the gusts arise
the gusts are blowing off
and no 1 nose
is better than anybodys applez!

no more!