Beginnings |
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| Thursday, 21 December 2006 12:02 | |
That white horse you see in the park could be a zebra synchronized with the railings.
Old Spider was unspeakably hungry. Not a morsel had passed her lips for several centuries. Alone in the darkness before creation, she hung her web for passers-by. The web hung empty. Now and again Old Spider ate the web, re-wove it and hung it again. Silent, without even Radio Three's interval talks for company, the black stillness pervaded every inch of her world. Dangling from her safety thread, she probed gingerly into every nook and cranny of the void, her long legs searching for food. After a great deal of emptiness, she came across something hard that smelt alive and, tapping it, found it hollow - a giant clam. Having the good fortune to possess all the magic of the universe, Old Spider charmed the giant clam with an opening spell. Hastily bundling up her legs, she nipped inside before the clam snapped shut. Inside the shell, two very bored snails and a worm joyfully greeted the surprised spider. The worm exerted so much effort trying to reopen the shell that her sweat became a pool, a lake, then an ocean, flooding the clam, which opened with a shuddering heave. Old Spider created earth from the lower shell and fashioned the sky from the upper half. . Former world views often look curious. (Bodleian Library)
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