Today is the fifth anniversary of Farmboyz/Perge Modo.
Lately, I have discovered what I knew all along in a seminal way, that this would be a solitary voyage akin to those made by men on rafts with insufficient provision who find strange clots of painted people on untitled beaches, and return with tales spilling through fabulous whiskers.
I find I have the instincts to decide what among the exotic fruits to consume and what to avoid.
This lengthy prelude, now performed far afield of its inspiration and happily scuttled into improvisation, is bleaching and fading and sinking into the sand. It is overcome, overtaken and perfectly unfinished.
"Perge modo et qua te ducit via dirige gressum," said Venus to Aeneas.
6 comments:
Happy Anniversary. A raised glass of champagne for continued future voyages and discoveries.
And we the painted people have been most gratified by your tales.
Five years is an enviable milestone, particularly as the blog remains such a vital and interesting read. Congratulations!
Painted people? Painted lady perhaps... i'd answer to that.
Mazel tov, honey. Your blog brings me a little bit of joy every day. :)
Thank you for sharing your strange fruits, I have enjoyed every single one.
I lift a glass to those five years with great hopes for at least five more of your glorious tales.
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