=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+= _ _ _ _ ((___)) ((___)) [ x x ] cDc communications [ x x ] \ / presents... \ / (` ') (` ') (U) (U) T H E B O V I N E E P I C O F C R E A T I O N ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The venerable Book of Cow immortalized Bovinia-- that placid nirvana of the Second Age. This humble Script is meant to tie the loose philosophical threads of The Beginning. This is the Epic of Cow, of Life itself... >>> A CULT Publication by High Priest and Scribe, F. Gibe <<< -cDc- CULT OF THE DEAD COW -cDc- =+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+= The 1st Stanza is by Robert Graves, minister to Cow in spirit if not in fact. An Ancient Saga tells us how in the Beginning the First Cow (for nothing living yet had birth but elemental Cow on earth) began to lick cold stones and mud: Under her warm tongue flesh and blood blossomed, a miracle to believe; And so was born Adam, and Eve. Here now is chaos once again, Primeval mud, cold stones and rain. Here flesh decays and blood drips red, And the Cow's dead, the Old Cow's dead. Lo! The Saga thus is told of how the earth grew dull and cold And how the Second Cow begot The children of toilsome lot: to roam the earth their single task, to preach of Cow, and Cow the mask, Until the orient should see the rising sun -- eternity. The children of a Lesser Cow wove the earth from then till now with silken fibre-threads aglow, from highest high to lowest low. A race of wordless prophets was; Redeem the world! And cow their cause; Forth to march upon the land of sulfur mists and ashen sand. Sigh deeply, lost and last of Cow, Till the earth with Bovine plough; Sow the seeds that soon shall be a fecund vine-- Bovinity. Dominions, powers, kingdoms bow! Bovinia rule: reign now, oh Cow. =+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+= (c)1987 cDc communications by Franken Gibe 12/0/87-30 All Rights Worth Shit