Don't know your American snakes. My favourite is the tiger snake, Notechis scutatis. Out at night, with lethal venom and a home amongst the rocks and in the grasslands of my childhood, it represented for me the danger incarnate in the wild, in this land that Europeans have struggled to become part of. One after the other our dead black cats symbolised the mystical power of this creature.
When I learnt we had the snake to thank for partaking of the tree of knowledge and all the pleasures of the flesh the power of its magic only increased.
Don't know your American snakes. My favourite is the tiger snake, Notechis scutatis. Out at night, with lethal venom and a home amongst the rocks and in the grasslands of my childhood, it represented for me the danger incarnate in the wild, in this land that Europeans have struggled to become part of. One after the other our dead black cats symbolised the mystical power of this creature.
ReplyDeleteWhen I learnt we had the snake to thank for partaking of the tree of knowledge and all the pleasures of the flesh the power of its magic only increased.
They would fix up those bitches, too.
Shall we just applaud?
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