Boldly
HELLO.
(Just wrote that to fill up this space...)
To hello boldly.
That was the weird that was
The Progress of Himmel-Rot: (cut out and throw away)
{A network of labelled squares, not unlike an adventure-game map}
START (Roll 6)
"To be or not to be"
{east to} BE
NO! WRONG CHOICE — GO BACK
MILKY WAY
MILKY MILKY
{south to} NOT BE
CREATE UNIVERSE
{east to} DESTROY PLUM
WATCH "THE WORD"
SNEEZE
WW3
{south to} WWF
{east (by two routes) to} WW1
{east (by two routes, one jumping ahead and entering from the east) to} WW2
{east to} WW3 {on the SNEEZE path}
{south to} STRANGE LOOPS OCCUR
{west to} HELLO
{west to} WW0
{north to} WWF {joining back}
{south to} FALL THROUGH BLACK HOLE
WATCH PAUL DANIELS MAGIC SHOW
DIE
END {glittering}
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The process of history (a diagram as well as an easy-to-play, ready-to-use, pull-out, pop-up, take-out-and-keep, game).
{A winding sequence of labelled squares, not unlike a snakes-and-ladders board}
BIG BANG (not in Belgium) {explosion}
DINOSAURS {dinosaur head; pterodactyl in the sky}
EGYPTIANS (Egypt only) {pyramids}
{pseudo-Greek lettering} GREEKS incorporating Trojan war
ROMANI {military flag, labelled "standard" at the bottom, and "eagle (nearly)" at the top}
Bloody barbarians hijack civilized world
ROLE AGAIN
{in a corner of the board} Dead end — time warp and deconstructionist hijack history
Dark ages (still going on in USA) {darkness}
MIDDLE AGES (hence in middle) {stick king with crown and sceptre}
INDUSTRIAL REVOLUTION {chimneys}
ROLE AGAIN
AGE OF COLONISATION (no illustration)
Go back to big bang — you meet deconstructionist
WW1
WW2
WW3 (optional)
BIG BRUNCH (with side salad) (not in Belgium) {implosion}
Thus, you can play and enjoy the game, while simultaneously acknowledging the process of history. More episodes to follow. Beware, do not be fooled by circular imitations. Or Liz.
Diachronous Timechair
_
\ / _/ | \ /
BIG <----- /___| <----- BIG
CRUNCH O o BANG
/ \ S.HAWKING,ESQ. / \
----<--------------<--------------<----
,---<---.
| | History is beyond the
V ^ straight line or
| | the circle.
`--->---'
Synchronous Timetable
Universe Universe Universe Universe -123
1 5 47 and counting
9.00
Nothing Everyone has Planet changes Planet is micro-
stirs. risen and direction at wave, which does
gone jogging, five minute not improve
except for intervals like cornflakes.
9.30 Liz, who was a microwave. Which doesn't
Nothing dreaming. Inhabitants, matter as break-
stirs Says "Aaaaag" used to it, fast hasn't been
stirs, and wakes up. are still invented and it
apart stirring. is dinner time
from the three Tuesdays
computer, ago, if Tuesdays
sounding hadn't been
like doom. abolished.
Do you think I would leave you fishing, when there's room in my four for six of one and half a dozen of the other, woman on the verge of a nervous ticking away from it all or nothing but the best in the west winds of war of words to the wise old owl.
Gibberish was a little fish,
Its noses were green and sorrow.
It planted a man
On the top of a van
And it sang like there's no tomorrow.
(TODAY IS THE TOMORROW YOU WORRIED ABOUT YESTERDAY...
AND ALL IS FISH.) Always now. And again is as good as a gift horse. "Neigh, Neigh and thrice neigh" quoth the gift horse. "Stop messing around," his friend replied, sighed and nearly died — for in that sleep of death what dreams may come, when we have left the kettle on the boil. Double, double, toil or quits. Bless thy five wits, Tom's a-cold and a nod's as good as a wink to toe of bat and eye of newt. What can one say? Two.
It was interesting to note that the above timetable of events was diachronous — how very conventional. Is that it? No, there's more. What, more? I don't know. We shall have to see. Only time will tell: at the end of the day, it's only over when the final whistle blows. But I could go on until the cows come home to roost, but I wouldn't want to overstep the mark, which will soon be replaced by the ecu just stepped on my Foot was an excellent leader of the Labour Party time for tea for two's company, three's a crowd, far from the madding.
But enough word association football.
"Good game, Saint, at the end of the day
It's a game of 90 minutes and we're only halfway..."
to heavens above is that the time to buy a new watched pot calling the kettle black as night of the long knives forks and spoonful of sugar and spice and all the way home sweet home. Next!
Consult ye now the mighty Gibberbooks for honking mindblubber on any atypical topic!