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The Moon-In-The-Man Waxes Lyrical With Nary a Word

Kenny is suddenly, Luminously, animated; with a grin that could crack a safe! He whistles to get your attention, then beckons you over to the parted curtains. He has something to share with you. This is not the usual, insular, self-absorbed Kenny. MoonMan MoonMan what is it you see? Can you read the secrets of the telling Moon? MoonMan MoonMan Show me! Tell me! This is Moonstruck Kenny. Touched by Moonpower. Captivated by Moonpower! Ecstatic about Moonpower! He’s made a “lunar-landing” and he wants you to be “there” too. Lunatics-in-arms we become, in awe of this celestial visitor peering into the room from on high. MoonMan MoonMan what is it you see? Can you read the secrets of the telling Moon? MoonMan MoonMan Show me! Tell me! The Moon’s pull is irresistible. Kenny’s pull is irresistible. And so you succumb, temporarily mystified – delving within for ancient knowledge about basic things; the rhythms of the sky-dwellers. Knowledge longlost since we insulated ourselves from and against The Elemental. Yet Kenny has not lost The Wonder. Kenny is over The Moon about The Moon. He beams a crescent-shaped smile that’d make even The Man-in-the-Moon green with envy. MoonMan MoonMan what is it you see? Can you read the secrets of the telling Moon? MoonMan MoonMan Show me! Tell me. Kenny is the Moon Man. He is The Moon-in-the-Man Just like The Moon, Kenny has phases. He waxes and wanes as do we all. But…just now…yes, you catch just a glimpse of it… Kenny is illuminary! And you bathe in the light of his delight! MoonMan MoonMan Show me! Tell me!

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