[--------------------------------------------------------------------------] ooooo ooooo .oooooo. oooooooooooo HOE E'ZINE RELEASE #814 `888' `888' d8P' `Y8b `888' `8 888 888 888 888 888 "The Wise, Old Flower 888ooooo888 888 888 888oooo8 (Part 2)" 888 888 888 888 888 " by Aster and Mogel 888 888 `88b d88' 888 o 9/1/99 o888o o888o `Y8bood8P' o888ooooood8 [--------------------------------------------------------------------------] "Sometimes I eat tofu, but I don't even know what that is!! Who runs China??? Does tofu come from China???" These were the questions that haunted the darkest blackest nightime shadows of the forest below. The little flower was still so mad about what was happening to her story, but she was more mad at herself. She seemed to have no control over her emotions at all and would make sudden choices which was also very silly. This little flower didn't like to be silly, no sir, so she went down to the seashore and thought about it a long long time and fifty-two minutes past and her brain made a noise like this: ummf! umf! ummmmf! And then she decided that it was no longer time to be silly, so she took a walk back to the Wizard's place but on the way she ran into Dot and Dot smiled and grinned. Dot was crazy and thought this little flower was really some tasty food for it to eat. so dot munched the flower up! right in one swallow! the little flower swam around inside the stomach of the funny fow and it was much like being tarred and feathered. yikes! bleh. blah. she she built herself a raft or chiken bones with feathers for a sail. only after the painful making of this sail did she realize that there was no use what normal fox has wind in his stomach. so she banged her head against the wall untill she fell asleep. she dremt about little flowers and books and clouds and purses and storms and ice and family and christmas and thanks giving and colors and paper and sicciors and all sorts of other thing. dot awoke when a small rodent taped her on the shoulder. Dot's belly was completely empty. Maybe the flower had escaped? She noticed that the rodent had a little note attached. It said, "that wasn't very nice, but sometimes...." "Sometimes??" Dot questioned. "Sometimes WHAT?" Dot decided that she should search out this crafty little flower and get some answers. Dot spent days and days searching and searching for this little flower, each night being more and more tormented with questions. "Sometimes could mean anything!!@!" he cried out. Apparently Dot was an obsessive-compulsive. He also believed that the sky was yellow. I like yellow. The little flower likes yellow. Yellow is a good color. He put on a giant yellow hat that fit over his whole body and walked around banging into trees. "Can somebody please help me?" he called out. then one day in a hole he walked and out a snake he came. he was a snake now his hat was gone and his purse so he went to the door and asked for a bed and went to the next and asked for some food and went to the next and asked for a pillow and a toothpick! and the next for a pear! and the next for a watch and a tool! and a blade of grass! and a crayon of yellow! or red! with stripes! or dots. and then down came the curtain, explained the wise old flower, but the story isn't over. and so the dot went to the man and said "give me a penny?" "NO! I HATE FLOWERS!" said the man. "But why?" asked poor, little Dot. "FLOWERS RUINED MY FAMILY BUSINESS!!!" He was very angry. Dot suggested he go find out why the flowers would do this. Flowers seemed to be a big part of his life now. Soon he started crying but it wasn't tears of sadness, it was tears of lemonaide and thousands of happy ants began collecting his tears in tiny little mugs and drinking and getting very silly and they made sculptures out of lint and sang songs about ancient Egypt. Summer is very hot, hotter than Egypt, and the tears began to flow into rivers and the ants got washed away and died but it was so hot that everything dried up and got very tired and layed around on their sofa all day saying "it's so hot! it's so hot!" and they all began to get very sick and prayed for rain. rain rain rain rain rain RAIN RAIN RAIN blip. mip. poo! and back again in the house where he was born or some odd or something and in the bed and in the sink and in the little man who winks blinks dinks and he met the fink on the edge of the road overlooking the valley where the green things grow. and horses and bugs and birds and trees and away and here and to the sky. This was all part of Dot's dream. It ended with a vision. It was a vision from a very wise, old flower. It said: "sometimes.... NOTHING!" GRRR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! HE GROWLED WITH GREAT GUSTO!!!!!!!!!! TRICKERS MUST DIE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Dot ate everything in sight and began grossly overweight and ate everything out of sight too and eventually he started eating outer space and inner space and eventually he ate his own belly up and all that was left was a martini, a bar of soap, seventeen little asters, and a one very special mysterious book left from the ancient park library made for the animals. and so the little asters took a bath and got drunk based their entire religion on that one silly book. which was quite silly for religion is silly and the book was and a little dead red potato after all. quite a silly notion but then they found a bridge off which to jump and a river to drown in and a little piece of drift wood to be carried out to sea with and there they floated untill they fell off the end of the world into the long abyss. and later, when the trees grew around the medow, and right up to the top of all the mountains and the sun sank and the sky fell. 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