Archives for November 2017

Formed by nano-structures and fine silk strands.

We are about to discover time-worn truths and apply their wisdom.

But is that right? Is the wisdom of truths something actual/real/possible/fathomable?

The answer my friends is….yes.

Let the wind blow.

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Feasting on parchment and quill pens.

The ink, the oils, the acrylic, the charcoal.

Instruments of expression.

A mandolin meets a flute and asks where the piano went.

It’s over there, as always.

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Have a warm bath. Enjoy the shower.

Run faster in virtual reality and feel the benefits.

The future is always there….not here.

Around the corner the light is brighter still, the plants greener, the flowers bigger.

They will enjoy your company. No need to prepare.

Whenever we are with you we feel we have been dazed with friendly fun.

There is a new piece of paper if you need it.

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Radical savings and dramatic enhancements!

Where?

They all turned around at neck-spraining speed.

Offers were falling like affectionate snowflakes.

Gold edged pastries and silver lined wastebaskets filled the shelves.

Professors of Reward, Value and Symptomatic Gains, promised books which would be available in the spring.

Not a single fault or curse was observed.

Time fell like a silent bell ringing.

Sun. Moon. Fire.

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Defending plates against forks by consulting spoons.

We were surprised, but should not have been, that there were still entirely new methods of diplomacy lying unused in the cupboards of the embassies.

To put it simply – there is always something to discover.

Brainstorming, barnstorming and just…storming.

We won victories with charm and battles with flattery.

The battles won with flattery were temporary victories.

Empathy proved much more lasting.

Now take a sip.

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