“Hate - It was with this hand that Cain snuffed his brother. Love – It was with this hand that granted Solomon with wisdom. The left hand - the hand of hate. The right hand – the hand of love. The story of life is this: Static, one hand is always fighting the other. The right hand has taken the left hand down, it looks like hate is done. But hold on, STOP THE PRESSES, it looks like, yes it looks like the left hand is back. The right hand is on the ropes from a devastateing left..... and love has hit the canvas. Love is down for the count..... 1,2,3,4,5,6,7,8,9....."
He walked down the pavement - hand on a tambourine, mind in orbit. Moonlight shone a shadow in the shape of the Grim Reaper and a shovel not to far behind on a night blacker than him, blacker than a million midnights.....
Seriously deep stuff going on there. Very descriptive introduction. Look forward to seeing more.
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