Thursday, December 10, 2009

Researching the mighty unicorn

It still amazes me wpeople are capable of beleiving in. A simple Google search for unicorns will bring up a plethora of sites devoted to the mythological beast. My initial response is that there are a lot of cynical dicks out there that share my sarcastic sense of humor but after some further investigation it becomes quite apparent that many of these people, despite the real world being against them, actually believe that unicorns do or have existed and feel obligated to share these views, stories, etc. with the world via the web.
I just thought I’d share some of the amazing websites that I have come across, unicorn lady most definitely being my favorite;

The Unicorn Lady

The Unicorn Collector

Unicorns United

Crystal Links

D world

I don’t know about you but after spending all that time exploring the world of the unicorn I felt incredibly inspired. So I wrote my own little unicorn story, which I will share with you below;

In a dew kissed meadow of my mind lives a noble unicorn. The proud beast can often be seen grazing in the dim light of a new day’s birth. The faeries and wood nymphs of the surrounding forests call him Ron, but I prefer to call him Jesus. For he is my guiding light, my spirit guide.
My heart beats to the rhythm of the thunderous pounding of his hooves as he charges through my soul. In times of meditation a vision of the majestic mammal comes to me sometimes shedding a lone tear possibly contemplating a lost love, sometimes riding a bolt of lightning from the heavens to save an endangered virgin from the evil grasp of the mighty sea god Poseidon.
Jesus, I mean, Ron, he’s my fire inside, the burning within my loins. The equine inferno which inspires everything I do. His feathery mane flowing in the summer breeze of my unconscious as he gallops through the colorful fields of my emotion is a metaphor regarding the carefree desires of my inner child. My mind forcibly in the repressed state of adulthood, secretly longs to give up the current stature of responsible man in order to be free and frolic daily in the garden with my playful and curious unicorn friend, Ron.

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