Archives for August 2017

The crisp crackling of crinkled fried cactus and the beautiful handwritten notes welcomed us to the gathering of minds and bodies.

We expected more select and rare dainties to taste and to accompany our toasts to success
and friendship. But in fact, this was the best it could be. Relaxed, yet charged with an energy of inventive optimism and the power brought by imaginative, novel solutions.

Each person was welcomed like a hero returning safely from a near-impossible battle.

Glances exchanged confirmed nobility and strength, warmth and understanding.

Then, games, music, and stories started, like the first turns of a Ferris wheel at a fairground.

No excuses, no apologies, only open hearts.

Years later, we felt it likely, bedtime stories would be told about this moment that spelled the end of the Dark Ages.

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We should be introduced and if not, we will do this ourselves!

Far from the center many great minds exchanged ideas through moving their lips and waving their hands.

We are many great minds exchanging ideas through moving our lips and waving our hands. We have much to learn!

We are a summary of all things we contribute and all things we have been seen to offer. Or are we?

We really know who we are and sometimes we make friends with that very person.

Friendship is a good thing!

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Before there was a carving on the wooden pillars there was cheese on the plate.

Six times she had asked the question, twice they had answered incorrectly, once got close and the rest were sheer humor.

So she set to work and found the answer in the afternoon of a sunny day.

No preconceptions – that was the trick.
And…we might add…the courage to be right or wrong with the aim to be right!

Fine afternoons are made of this.

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They sprinkled inspiration across the world like a chef might coat a baked onion with poppy seeds.

When learning, when listening, when tasting, certain receptors are active in the brain.

We aim to activate and nourish so that living longer is the same as living better.

Music playing louder?

No salt, because what you eat has flavor?

Those fabulous lessons and the sound of sounds.

A fanfare for life on the planet my boys and girls.

Leave the alligator for later.

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New paint and new shapes on old principles.

The party had hardly started. A few tall people leaned idly against the white walls, drinking schnapps and coke.

A car, big and red, drew up with a gurgle from its massive engine, two people got out. Perhaps men, perhaps women, one could not see so clearly in the purple mist.

Music of a sort never heard before emanated from enormous chimney-like loudspeakers made of titanium for “the highest value sound, the sound of success and health”.

A crystal glass bowl contained a continually replenished supply of cilantro-flavored ice cream.

The book has yet to be published and we are not waiting for it, the film will come first.

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