Archives for 2017

The boards creaked as we walked.

Two surfers stood on their boards, so steadily it seemed liked we were the ones surfing.

Who can tell which is land and which is sea when distorted images keep appearing?

To come back another day would be the only way to find out.

When the mermaids left, the waves receded and blades of grass acknowledge their salute to the ocean.

Hail to the great breezes of the south.

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Good to allow for the possibility that there is a way ( to solve the problem ).

Defining moments are those – in this case – which open the magic doors to a great result.

Muffins seem to be available for those with any and all dietary preferences.

This is also true – in this case with all and any solutions – with every event, every situation.

Seems just right.

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Same shirt, different city.

The trees had been planted close together over 150 years ago, they now provided ample shade.

Groups gathered at cafes and restaurants to enjoy fine coffee and fresh pampered dishes.

The world existed from this place, not only in it or outside, but it emanated from the shade of old trees.

One month flamenco dancers made a guest appearance.

To them it was a promotion for their ticket sales, at the Grand Theatre of the Empire.

Now, I meet friends and gain insights.

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Where the sun went we followed.

A good choice and an easy one.

Delaying ventures, but accelerating thoughts.

We never waited for an offer, the world was enough.

Now the light brightens in the morning when we ask for it.

Days pray for more months and years.

Our speech is perfect.

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We are gathered here today, to eat chocolate and open the bottle you gave me years ago.

It is a special occasion because we manufactured one. Today.

Before the sun shrinks and the ice turns hot tea cold, we must toast.

That is, we should drink to something good which we wish for all great people.

And aren’t all people great? No. But give’em all something good.

Generous, grateful and amused by the weird way we take a long time to learn obvious lessons.

But then, the obvious, rarely made for a good story while waiting for the plane to take off.

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