Your Tread Must be Light and Sure as Though Your Path Were Upon Rice Paper

There once was a story about a man who could turn invisible. I thought it was only a story… until it happened to me. Ok, so here’s how it works: there’s this stuff called Quicksilver that can bend light. Some scientist made it into a synthetic gland, and that’s where I came in.

See, I was facing life in prison and they were looking for a human experiment. So, we made a deal. They put the gland in my brain; I walk free. The operation was a success… but that’s where everything started to go wrong.

Boy the way Glen Miller played, songs that made the hit parade. Guys like us we had it made, those were the days. And you knew who you were then, girls were girls and men were men. Mister, we could use a man like Herbert Hoover again. Didn’t need no welfare state, everybody pulled his weight. Gee our old LaSalle ran great. Those were the days.

Your tread must be light and sure, as though your path were upon rice paper. It is said, a Shaolin priest can walk through walls. Looked for, he can not be seen. Listened for, he can not be heard. Touched, can not be felt. This rice paper is the test. Fragile as the wings of the dragonfly, clinging as the cocoon of the silk worm. When you can walk its length and leave no trace. You will have learned.

Roger Ramjet and his Eagles, fighting for our freedom. Fly through and in outer space, not to join him but to beat him! When Ramjet takes a Proton pill, the crooks begin to worry. They cant escape their awful fate from Protons mighty fury! Come and join us all you kids for lots of fun and laughter, as Roger Ramjet and his men get all the crooks they’re after! Roger Ramjet he’s our man, hero of our nation. For his adventure just be sure and stay tuned to this station!

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  • WPDeveloper

    We never thought of findin’ a place where we belong. Don’t have to stand alone, we’ll never let you fall. Don’t need permission to decide what you believe.

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