Horse & Libertine

A Story by Abishai100

Is the running/racing/rosy horse of Earth a special motivation for pictographers? This question's explored in this immortality narrative of inventions in the mind's wizardry for animalia.

My love-letter to horse racing. Thanks for reading,

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My name's Amlan Satan and seek to share with you my special horse-whisper game of shadows and light in the Western world of competition tracks for superstitions in lines for media-TV culture age journals of Selfie-citizenry commentary readings of incomplete-bureaucracy arts. Well, horses have become a thing of magic and rarity-muscle consciousness for humans, and we might each have some personal/secret admiration of a socialized image/illusion of the grandness of wild and wonderful horses running around fields, be it in the ancient world or re-presented in modern times in cinema for storyboards about the magic rings of teamed horses for the chariots of animalia artwork, and I liken myself to any nerdist of horse-whisper hat.

Every year, in the American Homeland, we know of the Triple Crown horse race circuit of champion/bred/company horses seeking jockey-guided laurels at iconic tracks for media-culture age imagery for the art of marketing animalia-fitness or uncertainty! Well, this is in contrast to the earlier age of wild horses gathered and groomed and adored by princes and kingdoms and gladiators and even children who can't stray their minds away from what makes the running-speed of this focused Earth creature an illusion of competition or photography ghost-magic.

I decided to craft a special storyboard about the quality of horse-speed consciousness on Earth and grade myself in an 'academic' fashion for some track/record of the human will to understand/decode the rate of adaptation or muscle-headiness of these planet animals. The horse is to speed and consciousness what the firefly or grasshopper is to the perception/understanding of simplified 'dodecahedrons' of wide-art planet motion variances for great weird curiosity. In deeds, the horse has earned our educational photo-synthesis curiosities, and I need to give myself some institutional 'academic' grade for this whisper-language of the creature's unending 'link' to our human will for fine crusades.

So, I got myself a special dazzling horse-jewel pendant of gold shine in the American Homeland pre-flight to the Kentucky Derby, a fine Western custom/tradition of media-age flowery and mint-julep smilies; and I wondered about a special upstart-horse who shocked audiences with his minor-race triumph at Churchill Downs one May Saturday that I somehow 'confidently' predicted in my man-brain. The running horse is a simple image of what's Earth's kick; and this is going to somehow inspire in me some special story-line investment for a continuity of what makes our capitalism 'race' a special bread/fruit 'helmet' for all things distance. What's your dodecahedron for the racing/nestled horse of Earth (Selfie-like)?