In Reply to: GROWTH WITHOUT FRUITULNESS: A Prophetic Parody posted by Proteus on July 14, 2004 at 20:44:44:
Oh Proteus, how well I know the consternation and self-doubt that wracks your being at being a chosen being. Too oft, yea, oft enough I too would hear the message, "Go to 112th street and meet the girl with the smile" and lo and behold, the girl with the smile was there, but there was not 112th street in the town. Of course, it was no surprise to meet the girl with the smile as in a town of 50,000 people roughly 25,000 of them were women and more or less 10,000 could be considered girls. Of those 10,000, on any given day, roughly 2,346 would be smiling, given the right opportunity.
But now, alas, I too am backslidden from the cult. Where did the days of Heaven go, pressed close to the bosom of my father? Where too did the hairy nipple of David go, the very hairy paps of papa? Gone. Gone with the birds of Bye Bye Miss American Pie. Gone with the Father, Son and Holy Ghost in the last train to the coast. Gone with the girl with the smile. Where is she now? Perhaps she has gone to the 112th street corner that never existed on any city map. Perhaps she stands dressed in a pinafore, shyly longing for David's penis. We don't know.
Oh Proteus, I do understand.