stendhal
12/07/08, 11:05 PM
Keep in mind this is a continuation of a musical. If you want the full story, just ask and I'll send it.
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De Duolcos:
I've stepped through deserts and bogs
Traveled on grasslands, plains, and swamps
From forest to tundra, over and under
Headed from one end of the season to the other
My feet are tired and I'm short of breath
But my feet can't stop, I'm far too restless
Somethinng inside of me won't let me sleep
An insatiable yearning to see everything
I'm not concerned whether I find a home
What's on my mind is from heel to toe
And I'll keep that pattern for the here, and the after
Around the world, I'll aimlessly venture.
What have I stumbled upon?
Do my eyes decieve me?
Have I finally collapsed?
I must be dreaming!
It's impossible what I'm seeing
A mirage or maybe trickery
Or,
A living, breathing, thinking, entitiy!
Swimming under and giving ground to everything!
Coscious the Turtle: What's your name, little friend?
De Duolcos: De Duolcos, are, are you god?
Coscious: No, no, no, I've just been around
I've seen many things
But I hold no crown
De Duolcos: I'm still uncertain as to what you mean...
Coscious: Well, the air I breath creates foam on the sea
The greens and the blues fervently roll under me
The leavers and pulleys work tirelessly
Protected within me they are min to keep
De Duolcos: So what is it that I call you?
Coscious: Coscious, my boy, but I seemed to have stalled you,
You must be on your way
And to help steadfast your step
The Map of the Everything
It's yours to keep, a gift
De Duolcos: How must I thank you
For knowledge of terrain
Vast and wide
I know now of every place.
Coscious: You may think of this day
But never utter a sound
The thought is just fine,
But not spoken aloud.
And promise me this:
No matter where you drift
Never journey to the top
Nor dream of it
For every living thing
Has purpose in the world
Your's is not there,
But in time will be revealed
De Duolcos: I'm not concerned whether I find a home
What's on my mind is from heel to toe
And I'll keep that pattern for the here and the after
Now steadfast in my tracks, I know now where to venture!
Narration: So there he met me, near dead on his feet... Coscious the Turtle and the secret I keep. There, he stood at the end of the earth, glowering and puzzled as I carry the world. I offered him a deal, I would give him The Map of the Everything, and in exchange for his survival, he needn't say anything. To the top of the world he would not faire; for everyone has their place in the balance, and his is not there.
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De Duolcos:
I've stepped through deserts and bogs
Traveled on grasslands, plains, and swamps
From forest to tundra, over and under
Headed from one end of the season to the other
My feet are tired and I'm short of breath
But my feet can't stop, I'm far too restless
Somethinng inside of me won't let me sleep
An insatiable yearning to see everything
I'm not concerned whether I find a home
What's on my mind is from heel to toe
And I'll keep that pattern for the here, and the after
Around the world, I'll aimlessly venture.
What have I stumbled upon?
Do my eyes decieve me?
Have I finally collapsed?
I must be dreaming!
It's impossible what I'm seeing
A mirage or maybe trickery
Or,
A living, breathing, thinking, entitiy!
Swimming under and giving ground to everything!
Coscious the Turtle: What's your name, little friend?
De Duolcos: De Duolcos, are, are you god?
Coscious: No, no, no, I've just been around
I've seen many things
But I hold no crown
De Duolcos: I'm still uncertain as to what you mean...
Coscious: Well, the air I breath creates foam on the sea
The greens and the blues fervently roll under me
The leavers and pulleys work tirelessly
Protected within me they are min to keep
De Duolcos: So what is it that I call you?
Coscious: Coscious, my boy, but I seemed to have stalled you,
You must be on your way
And to help steadfast your step
The Map of the Everything
It's yours to keep, a gift
De Duolcos: How must I thank you
For knowledge of terrain
Vast and wide
I know now of every place.
Coscious: You may think of this day
But never utter a sound
The thought is just fine,
But not spoken aloud.
And promise me this:
No matter where you drift
Never journey to the top
Nor dream of it
For every living thing
Has purpose in the world
Your's is not there,
But in time will be revealed
De Duolcos: I'm not concerned whether I find a home
What's on my mind is from heel to toe
And I'll keep that pattern for the here and the after
Now steadfast in my tracks, I know now where to venture!
Narration: So there he met me, near dead on his feet... Coscious the Turtle and the secret I keep. There, he stood at the end of the earth, glowering and puzzled as I carry the world. I offered him a deal, I would give him The Map of the Everything, and in exchange for his survival, he needn't say anything. To the top of the world he would not faire; for everyone has their place in the balance, and his is not there.