50 million years
speen some time
the bugs have been languishing in the fossilized sap for some time now .
unaware of the impending weight of public opinions being courted by thier imprisoners
the excitement and warm glow is long gone .
whats kinna happened ?
cinematic experiments are afoot.
post modern juggling of solar flarings and academic bottoms …. mash up and mosh yer mush mate .
singing is heard from the thin blue dawn horizon .
maybe journeys into the fairie woods with sylph like creatures are in store …
maybe a terrifying adventure with a hairless faun in some underworld forests .
its all in the hands of the jazz mind police … magistrates of good taste and correct aesthetic meddlings .
all we need is the small treats we deserve and we will be the happiest little easter bunnies this side of christmas pudding .
but we must wait and see .
these bugs havent sucked in fifty million years … they are thirsty for blood , sap , juices of any kind at all ….
fifty million years of hunger …. about to be unleashed on the woild innit.