Archives for 2017

When they turned the corner.

Trying and succeeding. The easy way to mend a coin, boil an egg and spell the longest word in the world.

What did we make up when we were twelve?

It was good enough to turn a village into a universal turntable of desire and monumental progress.

We decided fruit juice was a good idea.

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We have returned.

They know and slowly recognize us.

Smiling with safety and warm friendship.

Deals being done.

We have a home. Warm sun. The swift certainty of mutual delight.

First call, last light.

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We were young. Correction: we still are.

This has been certified.

In recent tests at least half our respondents found the new chocolate to be better.

Sent from the fields of a nirvana-like farm, they grew farse, folly and folk songs.

Some said it was only rock n’ roll… and liked it.

Climbing mountains of laughter and rhythmic explanations, we could see the sun rising.

Busy old fool, you rock!

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Sliding down the non-staircase we saw waves, colors and brightly painted bridges.

Time spent well.

We meet strangers and dwell upon the places we came from and the places we are going to.

It is time.

We were told you could turn on a dime.

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Doesn’t it show…does it ring, or do they sing?

Customers asked many and sometimes, strange questions of the shop employess.

On occasion the enquiries seemed to make no sense.

It is not obvious why someone asked if the tomatoes were available in blue or green. Was this a joke? Was it some strangely imagined result of biological experimentation?

The relationship between the bright student and the professors at the university were the same. Strange questions and pandering answers.

The air was clear outside. Perhaps, thought the true guru, all questions should be asked in the open air squares of towns and cities.

At the moment that suggestion echoes around the circular walls, rainbows appeared.

We always like to be reminded of the spectrum!

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