And the word was ‘Angels’!
Where Angels Fear to Dream is a life’s work to bring the history of the Earth and man in particular to you, the reader, in the form of a Marxist Poem in A Simple Tale of Evolution, Wars, Revolutions and The Struggle for Life in General.
Please read, enjoy and Make Capitalism History!
Humans love to split hairs, as we are sick, but we don’t see rocks and trees doing the same.
In any case I printed out what you wrote so as to read it in book form. It was fine and well done though in that you originally conceive it as a play seems interesting. I myself could kiss your ass like so many people do but I won’t (and I won’t like anyone kissing mine) so here it goes if I were to accept my shortcomings as faults, then the world, and those in it should not expect anything less.
Please don’t forget to remind Henry Winston how sorry we are to say we are trapped within the hollow ? hallow ? framework of modern human existence.