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Archives for 2019

Meeting in the park, by the bench, behind the ice cream truck, in front of the lake.

Taking note, adding up and twisting the cables.

An athlete and a clerical worker were exchanging notes, recipes and stories.

The day was built on bamboo stilts and orange canopies.

The reflections gave a rear view to the future and a rating for history.

Welcome to all new customers, let us know how we are doing.

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Leave it.

All go, get it done now, and then you realize if you don’t bake that cake today you may not eat it.

That could be a good thing.

Leave the hounds to bark.

Let the shadows take care of the secrets.

Allow the lake to subdue its own ripples.

Over…and…out.

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A dream design better than any before.

The sink was too low. But now by breaking with tradition it’s just right so that there is no more stooping and back-defying balancing.

Most things that are a “standard” height, or length or any dimension, are a low standard of convenience and a high level of inefficiency.

As you go through your day, look at the most basic things you use and enjoy easily deciding how they could be – often with the simplest changes – so much better.

Let’s re-design!

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Ha! And again, Ha!

It’s good to grunt or exclaim when the horizon is far, the people few and they all know you.

Or to yourself. However, better to give yourself a peppery talk and create a centuries-defying plan of invention. Because it is.

All roads lead to everyone else’s driveway.

All air is free. Some of it clear and fine. Just like wine.

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Pleasantly obstructed, the whole thought process sent searing signals of laughter.

Then man with the enormous beard, three rows back, laughted with such power and pervasive performance that we expected the stage curtains to fall off their runners.

When the stage lights came up, brighter than usual, we saw dazzling recreations of our own lives.

Only when the audience contained the same people was the show the same twice. Not ever.

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