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In reply to: QUIZ TIME: Test YOUR grasp
In reply to: QUIZ TIME: Test YOUR grasp
In reply to: Scrying the Word Cloud
TIME TO face THE words, LONG forgotten. Georges DIDN’T understand BUT SANSO noticed AND askED ABOUT THE trip. TED wondered ABOUT THE saloon, AND BECKY WONDERED ABOUT DR bronklehampton AND ALL THAT money. CLUES within key POINTS following huge COMMENTS, ALL happening NOW. A NICE round read gave ME AN INSIGHT TO THE times OF THE story THIS morning.
In reply to: Scrying the Word Cloud
THE WIDE ones caught maevel AS SHE WAS beginning A game. HER sisters, A boy, HER self AND HER mummy WERE GOING ON A trip. THE bag LADY heard, BUT DIDN’T understand. Night ON THE island CAME, AND sam, quintin, AND quickly yann AND THE BAG lady, moments within OPEINING THE door, A human real focus sort, WHO loved tomkin, WALKED IN.
NO higher EVENT HAD happened; perhaps IT looked LIKE action, beautiful TO himself, able TO SEE sanso’S mother, rather blond WITH dark ROOTS. AH, words ARE wanted, FOR AN ass SO true TO BEcome aware SO easily. I needed TO read love INTO whatever YOU MAY BE thinking, AS I GO wandering IN THE lemonS, THINKING OUTSIDE THE box.
Warm SUN, LET’S sleep; let’S meEt AND watch important water IMAGERY. Nothing IS lost, IT’S calling US.
Cool session!
IT’S A fine LINE BETWEEN already focused dragons THIS year. IT’S ALL happening NOW; I wonder IF finding tracy created UNtold CLUES.:cluebox:
WE knew THE great blue GUY WAS getting mean, changing OUR cave SO often AND SO weird .
NOTHING IS EVER forgotten
In reply to: Circle of Eights, Stories
“Sand! I may have got the riddle, thought Sanso, but I didn’t get the POINT of the riddle being there in the first place!”
Becky had been flicking through the wads of typed pages as she lay on the sofa, sipping hot lemon and honey, and sneezing. The sneezing! Jeeze, the sneezing had been going on for days. What with all the sneezing and sleeping, she felt more blinked out than blinked in lately.
Sand, sand sand…… Hhmmm, Becky was wondering why the sand syncs were coming in again. She blew her nose, and picked up another wad of typewritten pages, opening at random.
“Illi was bored with the deserted island and the sand dragons. She wanted some action, some surprises, some…..well, some life!”
Wow, I’d forgotten all about Illi, thought Becky. She imagined the calm quiet beach, Illi’s island get-away. Well, before she’d conjured up the sand dragons it was quiet, anyway. Becky thumbed through the next pile of papers.
“Arona pulled out a well worn map from her bag. The map had been a gift from a traveling wizard who visited the village a few years ago. Arona had given him food and shelter and he repaid her kindness with the map.”
Well, I’ll bet that’s a clue, thought Becky drowsily, But I can’t be bothered to work it out now.
The trouble is, Becky muttered to herself, When I start this random reading thing I just can’t stop, it’s like an addiction. She sighed and opened again at random:
“The hydroplane was flying over the “Sarcastic Sea” in the Bermuda Triangle. Anita was not afraid, her parents had told her about the triangle and the different legends of people disappearing or reappearing there….”
In reply to: Circle of Eights, Stories
— Well, to me, it was rather obvious it was a bleedthrough from one dimension to another… sighed Al, who had now half-long teal-coloured hair in perfect shape, as he was filing and shaping his nails turned back to a reasonable size.
— Oh, that FLOYD treatment did well on you marveled Saint Tina.
— FLOYD what?? looked back Becky, who was still fumbling into Sam’s hair, at the sound of the strange word that might have been a clue.
— FLOYD: Focus Lots On Yourself, Dimwit that’s the name of the treatment… It’s made of extracts of Fuckus Rapidus, a new plant that has been blooping in Russian taiga recently. It had covered a whole region in a fortnight. People wondered what they could do about them, but apparently, some old crone found an interesting use for them… But we’re getting side-tracked, aren’t we?
— Oh, this is fascinating Becky said, wondering if she would look better now with a mane of luscious raven hair on her beautiful dark-skinned head… What’s the name already? BOYF?
— No! BOYF is the exact opposite, it’s Blame On Your Friend it’ll have all your hair and nails fall in a few days, even your pubic hair I fear… I still don’t know what’s the use of that though there might be some customers for it…
Al was puzzled.In reply to: Circle of Eights, Stories
Yurick found a very nice surprise in his mailbox. A parcel from his red bearded friend Gustav with whom he had not spoken much till Vienna .
Funnily it was for Yurick’s birthday, and his birthday was almost two months ago. And yet, it was perfectly synchronous with his many friends popping birthdays. Malika first, soon followed by Aina, and others.In the parcel, there was a big stuffed panda, and an old video game Yurick was very fond of when he was a kid. It was called Monkey Island… A funny pirate’s game. He liked the island and monkey imageries. Like being in an island recently, yet not being cut off from the rest of the world…
Oh, and there was another game, one he didn’t know about, Grim Fandango, with skeletons on the cover, like playing some strange cluedo game…
And a novel from Proust, with Yurick’s name on it! A parody from the style of Proust’s contemporary, Balzac included…
Wow… so many syncs. He would call his friend in the afternoon.
In reply to: Rafaela’s Random Ramblings
Some Irish giants such as Fionn mac Cumhaill (Finn McCool) were considered benevolent and well liked by humans.
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In reply to: Synchronicity
haahahah!!! Well I have a silly Deep Purple sync too, I used to know Glenn Hughes, before he was in DP he was in a band called Trapeze, managed by my cousins Irene’s husband, Tony Perry
http://www.ghpg.net/archives/trapeze/
their daughter is the (famous in motorbike circles) Suzy Perry:
(don’t know how to do those fancy links yet)Another silly sync today, my vet Manolo is connected to the Pileta cave…the owner of the cave is his ex wifes cousin
A rose for everyone maligned or not(well, that was a handy reminder to email my cousin haha…you just never know where the next clue will come from, hey….)
In reply to: Rafaela’s Random Ramblings
In reply to: Rafaela’s Random Ramblings
:expand:a:paperclip:ll over:rec:news:ycle: :cluebox:the plac: :photo:calenda:games:r:e, th:sumari:at’s :penthingy:where!:vide:help:otape: 
In reply to: Araili’s Historical and Geographical Musings
In reply to: Synchronicity
And I just read that one of the female singers in the Tuareg band Tinariwen has just had a baby girl
In reply to: Synchronicity
In reply to: Join me for a gourd of langoat milk……
In reply to: Synchronicity
In reply to: Synchronicity
In reply to: Join me for a gourd of langoat milk……
Just noticed the daily random quote! Lovely idea!:yahoo_applause:
:cluebox:WOW just noticed the cluebox!!:bounce:In reply to: Circle of Eights, Stories
Becky wondered why Finn kept calling her Dory. It didn’t matter though, it was always fun chatting with Fiona (or Finn as she now liked to be called), and Finn was always calling her different names. Becky rather liked it.
The thing is, Finn, Dory tapped into the keboard, when they’d finished laughing, As everyone knows, There Are No Secrets.
finn_tastic57: HHMMM
becdorsansilli:
finn_tastic57: This is a clue, you know. We should be able to just ‘know’, you know, just access the info
becdorsansilli: I wonder if these whispers are secret?
finn_tastic57: I guess the group admin can access them
becdorsansilli: well
becdorsansilli: we wil go public to save him a possible moral dilemma
Becky was even calling herself Dory now, she noticed. That Finn was a bad influence.
Let me fumble into the cluebox 
