Sometimes it’s best to do the real thing rather than test.

That’s what this is.

Hope you like it or can grin and bare it!

It’s most useful to me.

Thanks for your patience.

Fog so thick we could make up the scenery we couldn’t see.

Appealing in a way, what was there a day ago was forgotten while we created a new and mysterious view.

We were in the mountains, or in a valley surrounded by them.

We were on a river bank watching silvery fish leap in the air trying to be noticed.

We were on the edge of a strangely forbidding forest. The forbidden forest.

We were on a tiny island, ten steps to the sea and nowhere without a sea view.

We were surprised by the sudden crack of realization that we never created a city view.

Shame.

A club I should belong to.

Where is it?

What would it be for?

Why?

There are moments when the idea of a protective faux-womb of supportive co-members seems tempting.

Until…the invite comes.

Then we realize we are party to a universal membership. A much better thing.

We’ll travel on the brightest day.

It’ll be sunny.

Today the view is as limited as that of an American poltician.

Perhaps any politician, but then who’s counting!?

Yet we know if we have to we can get through, single steps at a time if that’s all the fog permits.

But it would be swell if it all became bright and clear as a bell!

Disseminating merriment and wise wonders.

He was to all a very effective tutor.

He knew not all would learn what he was supposed to teach.

He knew that what he would teach was irreplaceable, in that no-one else would touch these topics or tear the covers off non-reality like he lifted the fog of nonsense.

And as a bonus, we all remember him and tell the best stories about him.