Downloading imagination, empathy and ice cream.

Pistachio is a good flavor, but the big surprise was cilantro. Quite delicious and refreshing.

Imagination can be put into a training program, after a few laps, bench presses and sprints, it improves.

The greatest leap forward was the ability to really understand, close to the point of experiencing the feeling, totally new as it was to me, that someone else was expressing.

It’s a delight when this happens. And it’s good for the world.

Synchronous actions and cakes.

Actors and their director working well together warm the playwright’s feelings. 

It is like being described fairly when introduced to new acquaintances.

When someone begs you for your recipe to a dish you consider a masterpiece, privately at least, you hope they will do well cooking it – or else eat it on their own.

Each attempt is to be applauded, for whether we observe and copy or are taught, we all learn.

They had just started to wave in appreciation of the landing skills.

When someone navigates, even if with millions of lines of computer code helping the gyro-finder, to the exact parking spot outside their favourite cafe on the planet Ganoz-1, after a ninety million mile trip, we applaud.

Or we might.

The planet has not been discovered yet as it, a little like the mythical “Brigadoon”, only appears once in a while. In fact, the rest of the time it is just not there.

During what Ganozians know as the Quiet Period, they can neither leave nor might anyone arrive on their paradise of a planet.

Just goes to show….timing is everything!

Buzzing and melodies together.

A fly alighted on the loudspeaker unaware that it was one of the best speakers in the world. It was estimated it would take the fly five hundred years of extremely hard labor to earn enough money to buy just one of a pair.

The music was soft, with enough strength and rhythm to be remembered for years, and over many miles of travel.

Occasionally a modern jazz blues symphony can be created that appeals to country and western as well as folk music and death metal fans.

This is one such occasion.

A soothing nail file can be stacked in the shelves of time.

Remembering the narrow streets where wheels turned polishing gems, stones and beads.

We gave them awards by being their customers.

Some were true craftsmen, who tried to teach their apprentices to do the job
as well as they had for decades.

When they’re gone, they’re gone, the people in the street market told us.

When it’s true, it’s true.

Magic is real, really.