this is for the wolf: metaphor

i'm not good at telling the truth and so what i want to say i choose to wrap up in a ball store it behind a metaphorical wall that is to say a wall made of metaphors becaues when you don't want to tell the truth, what else do you do? you obscure with truth with a blur of fashin, writing sense and sensibility.

there is a story that i'm sure you've all heard about a lion who pulled a thorn from the toe of a mouse, at least i think that's the way it goes. i'm sure you've all heard the story of limes and peaches. how jesus decided to feed the multitude with jell-o snack packs. what i'm trying to say is that stories are journeys, and so the first metaphor will be one about a journey. it has already been established so know that when i move on a step we will be speaking about a journey.

absence is best defined by filling space with as many things as possible the mutltitudinous stimulation the words best fit here nonsense even any word you can come up comjunkular blatntantabulous rumtumtibble anything to fill space becase space is time and filling space is filling time and time and filling time is the only way to fill a space of time because if you don't then you'll learn the secret you'll know the trick of the game you'll know the way time doesn't really work with clocks because clocks are ALWAYS there always FILLING the SPACE of TIME with NOISEsoundconstructionliketicksticksticksticks so what i'm trying to say here is that in the sapce of a journey there was an absence remember to apply all metaphors back a step or you'll miss out on it. absence and journey.

it's not about absense during the jurney but absence after, like a death in the family, like the cliffhangar. it isn't s o si simple t o o o o type.

this hyena hasn't been good at keeping up with things. it's because all he can think about are scraps. it's because he's survived by scavenging for rotten flesh. wolves PREY wolves are after newblood. hyenas are too busy with scraps. images and words, right? the balance of the balance of the balance of beards and moustaches. that doesn't mean anything. it's a space to fill an absence where the reek of flesh is.

the question is how many words can i type to fill a space where a few would suffice. i argue infinity. i argue at least (if I could check the wrod count on this post) 500. 1000. enough to fill a page. enough to fill two pages maybe. how long was the last? how long was a story about a paper doll?

i saw your video today. it was amazing. it made me realize things. it made me take note of outdoors. it made me wonder about the value of words and space. how much absence?