Two Shaky Towers: A Fable

By Joe Blow

A tribe who live on the beach between a forest and a lake are so terrified by the discovery of a spider two feet across living beneath the sand that they seek refuge in a pair of towers. Those who like to eat fish build a tower overlooking the lake. Those who like eating fruit build one near the forest. The strategy will lead to conflict and madness in this drily witty fable.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Aussiescribbler
• Release date: Nov 18, 2011
• ISBN: 9781466002210

Joe Blow

Joe Blow is the pseudonym for a man who, though currently happy and high functioning, has had a long history of mental illness, including endogenous depression, bipolar disorder and obsessive compulsive disorder. His writing is the product of a lifelong struggle to integrate flashes of insight and powerful symbols which appeared to him, often during what we might define as psychotic episodes, with observable reality and a rudimentary knowledge of science by appropriating useful concepts from the work of such iconoclastic thinkers as Wilhelm Reich, R. D. Laing, Keith Johnstone, William Blake and Oscar Wilde. If asked whether this approach and this conceptual framework have provided him with a secure foundation for emotional stability, happiness and flowering creativity, Blow would reply, “Well, so far so good.” He also writes humorous erotica under the pseudonym Aussiescribbler.

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Two Shaky Towers

by Joe Blow

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Copyright 2011 Aussiescribbler

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Two Shaky Towers

Once upon a time there was a peaceful village built on a wide expanse of flat land between a huge lake and an equally huge forest. On one side of it all you could see was the lake, stretching away to the horizon, and on the other side trees stood tall and green all the way to a row of hills against the sky.

The people of the village drank water and ate fish from the lake and ate the fruits of the forest, and they were relatively contented with their lives.

One day one of the villagers spat out a