"The Kind Wisdom of Children"
there is an axfield where children are playing lumber jax. the ax is in suszy's hand and suddenly the whole tree falls down. all the children clap and dance, apply a sponge to the tree to dry it out, and then chop it up with their axes and make a fire. they dance around the fire to new religions and superstition. they sacrifice oxen on a clay altar to ask for another ripe harvest. as they are face to face with death, they make a pact on which they'll never go back: to collapse the economy through the flying car industry ad make a fortune. they dance another routine later that evening and come up with new words to describe that reckless, childish feeling. they eat some venison, which suzy insists on calling deer meat, as she stands in the raw deer hide, and with the chopped off deer's head right in front of her face, and she sips on cold brew muttering out incantations to impress limbo and dice, thessaloniki and john, waiting for the day they'll ride their kite-driven cars to the sky, get real high, then cure the rainforests and depollute the atmosphere, so hover crafts and sky drives go more cruisin' fine.
- Ben Bussewitz
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