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Soaring above the impecunious eagles were those blue things…you know the ones, the thing-a-me-bobs. Diving low, swinging high.

We super-charged the quark simulator and then turned the toaster up to number 9.

Sealed in beams of light, the messages reached almost to their destination.

It’s high time we invented the next thing. Big or small.

We did dare and we did share and all the rest.

So the plate was full, the tasks swiftly accomplished and a walk through the Forest of Dreams brushed off as well.

This tale was told to and by generations of the The Dwellers, as they were so aptly known.

The best known Dweller became the inventor of everything we remember and the leader of the artist-warriors.

“Soon it’ll be time, but you are saucy”.

At bit forward, cheeky, audacious…those I could accept. But what sauce are we talking about, perhaps hollandaise or “Ladi-Limoni”?

While this was going on, for a split second in the history of evolution, we were calculating the odds of sneaking unnoticed into the auditorium to see the greatest rock band of all time.

In the end it was all a matter of running very fast.

This then, is the beginning.

It was a moderately warm day, just as expected for May.

The tulips were blooming purple prayers of peace and logic.

Twins were meeting again.

Life on the river seemed good.

We started to read Mark Twain.

Don’t take the shrimp to the opera baby.

Yes! That is what they told me.

It was like a scene out of Terminator meets Total recall with a Bill Murray overtone. (My apologies Bill!).

Strangely formed creatures said hello, bankers wore sequined t-shirts with spiraling hairdos and cluster-diamond rings.

We travel to see, be, depart and feel free.

Ok..perhaps you don’t share the trend… that’s, almost, OK.