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    TracyTracy
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      #1888
      TracyTracy
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        “He ran down the heart of the old midway, where the weight guessers, fortune tellers, and dancing gypsies had once worked.
        He lowered his chin and held his arms out like a glider, and every few steps he would jump, the way children do, hoping running will turn to flying. It might have seemed ridiculous to anyone watching,This white-haired maintenance worker, all alone, making like an airplane.
        But the running boy is inside every man, no matter how old he gets.”

        —Mitch Albom
        from the book “The Five People You Meet in Heaven”

        ~~~~~~~~~~~~

        “I wish that you could see me when I’m flying in my dreams.
        The way I laugh there way-up high. The way I look, when I fly.”

        —Patti Griffin
        “Chief”

        #682

        Looking at the clearing, where there was seemingly only a little girl on the trunk of a cut down coconut tree, Akita found himself puzzled. A girl, alone, in that dangerous jungle… Might it be a trick from his old enemies? The giant spiders were vicious, and could play some tricks of mind on humans, he’d witnessed before he’d run into Kay, who was granting him some sort of protection. But as far as he knew, they couldn’t do anything that elaborate. They were rather primitive in their projections, and were more inclined to slimy nightmarish visions than cute little dark-skinned girls, however untidy were her clothes…
        Besides, Kay seemed to trust her. And she could see him too. Usually, humans other than partners of spirit dogs couldn’t see them, but at times before they reached puberty, children were able to get glimpses of them, Kay had explained him.

        Apparently either the girl was a simpleton, or she had an impossible chance not having yet encountered the spiders, being as she were, pretty oblivious to what was around her, and speaking to herself or imaginary friends, while fiddling with a small device the like of which Akita never had seen in his life. The thing was making beeping noises much like a radio emitter, and his heart leapt at the idea that she might break some god-sent transponder found in the wreckage from which she surely had been a miraculous survivor…
        Kay, who had been observing and talking to the little girl, came back near Akita in a blink.

        — Don’t worry for that device, it’s just a game…
        — A game? It seems quite sophisticated for a game…
        — It’s my Gamegirl Advanced, said the girl, without detaching her gaze from the tiny screen… But the batteries will soon be dead, she added with a lovely pouting face.
        — Better the batteries than you, retorted Akita. So who are you? You can call me Akita… And I guess you’ve already met Kay.
        — I’m Anita, but everybody calls me Anu.

        She put the tiny thing at her side, and smiled broadly at Akita.

        — Wow, you have such strange clothes, it’s like you’re out of one of those black and white war movies that my father used to watch…
        — No wonder, little girl, we are at war.
        — I’m not a little girl, and I don’t think you’re right. We’re not at war!
        — That was probably well intended of your parents to hide you the truth, but thing is we are. I’ve been stranded on this island for months now with these loathsome creatures, and all I can suppose is that these spiders are secret weapons from the Nazis.
        — Oh, Nazis? Like in Indiana Jones! Anu started to giggle…
        — What do you mean? So you know of Nazis?
        — Sure, my great granddad fought them on the beaches of Normandy, that was many years ago.
        — I don’t understand… Do you have any idea of what’s going on? Akita asked Kay
        — Grwl… All of your human quandaries don’t usually make a great deal of sense to me, if you ask me, but I guess her friends would probably know more…
        — Her friends? You mean, her imaginary friends?
        — Oh they are not imaginary, Anu and Kay chorused.

        — Let me try something, Kay said.

        And the ghostly dog form contours started to wobble like a poked cube of jelly, becoming a single ball of phosphorescent ectoplastic energy that started to rotate around Akita. Akita’s vision, disturbed by the movements started to blink at a more rapid rate until his peripheral vision started to show some distinct coloured St Elmo’s fires. They were four he could count, at least for the closest ones. At time they overlapped, and when he was focusing on his peripheral vision, he could get more and more stability in these visions.

        Kay had stopped, and was again crouched near Akita.
        — That’s all? Akita asked in dismay…
        — Now you know the trick, answered Kay, almost shrugging…

        — It’s really easy, said Anita, beaming at a disoriented Akita. Also… Yuki told me that apparently time is considerably slowed down on this island. And while a month passes here, ten years pass in the world we come from…

        #1653

        In reply to: Synchronicity

        F LoveF Love
        Participant

          Tracy is making the most of not being able to post and asked me to post some synchs for her:

          Tracy: thanks for posting the comments!
          Francie: okay, i will do that other one
          Francie: you love it eh?
          Francie: it appeals your head counterpart side
          Tracy: lobe what?
          Francie: making me post for you
          Tracy: hahahaha yeah its like having staff

          :fleuron:

          Francie: i took george to vet today for check up
          Tracy: hows he doing?
          Francie: well while we were all discussing vaccinations, he nosed open the door and went careering around the vets
          Tracy: hahahaha
          Francie: down to visit all the sick dogs. Like a crazy thing
          Tracy: oh how funny. Oh I bet they all loved it
          Francie: oh yes hilarious
          Tracy: I kept thinking today that any distraction, was taking Bills mind off the pain
          Francie: yeah
          Tracy: and so was George!
          Francie: ahahahahha
          Tracy: ahhaah I synced with george!
          Francie: hahahah!
          Francie: yes
          Tracy: would you write that in syncs under my name please
          Francie: okay

          :fleuron:

          Francie: what does a jewel on the forehead signify?
          Tracy: A flock of coots is known in the US as a cover
          Tracy: um, not sure, like an Indian thing?
          Tracy: why?
          Francie: some of my frogs had jewels on their foreheads, and then i watched a movie with jewels on foreheads
          Tracy: is it a Sikh thing? Or is it the chakra
          Francie: don’t know
          Tracy: which chakra is that or is it the third eye… What colour jewels?
          Francie: tarotteachings blogspot
          Tracy: ralphmag
          Francie: there is another 8 synch in that tarot one
          Francie: oh wow, a magazine synch Tracy
          Tracy: she understands, with a profound and inherent wisdom, that the universe is a magical and abundant place.
          Tracy: thats cool huh… What?
          Francie: the link you gave me: read the last paragraph
          Tracy: I was thinking about the magazine yesterday… WOW F, the last paragraph!
          Francie: yes!
          Tracy: would you post it on syncs for me?
          Francie: yes
          Tracy: please
          Tracy: I missed that bit, I just noticed the ittiel
          Tracy: tille
          Tracy: title

          #675

          But what the heck is he doing? He’s not gonna puke into my car! Armando was giving short anxious looks at the rear having finally noticed where the frogging sound was coming from.
          Oh, no… Al is very professional Tina was giggling. You know, he’s a top consultant on health issues. He’d tell you that better than me, I’m just a cosemotologist, but he knows what he does
          Oh really? Armando sounded interested
          Indeed… Al started
          Cosemotologist? interrupted Armando, almost flying over a wild goose crossing the path of the car.
          Yes answered Tina, batting a few eyelashes in the process.
          It has to do with this new thing, like using emotions as make-up?
          Yes, sure. It’s pretty effective for black spots, for instance, I’m not telling that for you of course. Here’s my card, if you’re interested in some private consultation. I also do sebum-blotches analysis, all you have to do is apply your face on a sheet of paper…

          Oh, wasn’t that mean, Tina? although Sam was finding the discussion hilarious, he knew Armando was quite ticklish on his appearance.

          And what’s the use of his swelling and frog sounds then? asked Armando, in a subtle attempt to move the focus of attention away from him
          Mmm… I’m still experimenting, but it’s an alteration of some of our common digesting bacterias, to have us efficiently process some of the new foods. But as I see it, the process of adaptation of these new bacterias may have some unpleasant side effects of swelling. Fortunately, I’ve found some old beat in the MuSoundeum that seems to help dissipate the swelling effects… I suppose the singer is still alive now… Perhaps you even know her, she was called Britta Toothpicks

          Good grief, here it is! Armando was visibly very relieved to have the rooftop of their destination on sight. He started to descend abruptly, making Chump bark at the slight air decompression, and in a matter of minutes, at the sound of frogs and Britta Toothpicks’ beats, they had all landed safely on top of the River Soup Restaurant and Salsad a new hype all-you-can-eat restaurant, where people would sit on boats and scoop their food out of the soup-river.

          #672

          Twilight was in a reflective frame of mind. She had felt real sad saying goodbye to her brothers, and that Blue Bull Elroy had won was worrying away at her. She’d had a dream about it the other night, the bull had got loose and it was all her doing. Well she didn’t remember much more than that about the dream, but it left her with a worried feeling.

          What is is honey? asked Mama Belle , who had been watching the quiet girl and had seen the shadow pass over her face.

          Oh it aint nothing much, I am just being addled brained. I were thinking about my brothers.

          Well honey, you just say your prayers for them at night, and leave them to the Good Lord to mind out for. One thing don’t do nobody no good ever is worrying.

          Do you believe in God, Mama Belle?

          Mama Belle chuckled. Sure I believe in God, even though all my life people said I must be born of the devil to get this way. Her eyes took on a faraway look. When I was little my mother said to me, “God must sure love you Belle. He knows you one of his special children to give you such a hard testing in life. He knows you can take it.” Well I took that to heart, and fact is, far as I know, we only got one shot at this life. So I might as well make the best of things I reckon. The sun still shines on Belle honey, don’t you worry.

          Must be hard for the sun to get through all that hair though, thought Twilight, feeling a bit sad for what her friend had been through.

          Them’s the freaks I reckon, those ones that pay just to come and have a look see.

          :fleuron:

          Dear Elroy and Jo

          I am having a fine time here, meeting some real nice folks. Mr Elson has got a plan to put some of my dancing in the show, in an act along with Bleep and Flop, that’s two of the little folks, Bleep is only 3 foot high, and Flop is not much more than a few inches taller. Well it will be fun and it means I will get paid more than just minding them babies.

          Felix Otterworthy, or they call him “the Otter Man” on account of the fact he ain’t go no legs, is a very learned gentleman. He has said he will help me some with my writing if I would like. Well, that is probably the thing I feel most excited about. He read one of my stories, and said it showed “some potential”.

          So it is all going fine. I can hear them now doing the first call of the day, so this is a short letter for now.

          My friend Mama Belle says I should pray for you boys. I said, “I reckon them two are beyond help”.

          Well I am only making fun, got to go now, Be sure and write me something back.

          lots of love Twi

          :fleuron2:

          ROLL UP! ROLL UP! WELCOME TO FABULOUSLY GREAT FREAKUS CIRCUS! THE GREATEST SHOW ON EARTH! See extraordinary acts and amazing feats! COME AND MEET THE FREAKS! See the Man with Two Heads, yes that’s what I said, TWO HEADS. Meet the ugliest woman that ever walked the face of the earth, that’s if you can stand to look at her! ROLL UP! ROLL UP!

          Another day at the circus was starting.

          #671

          In the flying car, Al was mentally reciting mantras and drawing symbols, and was distractedly participating in the conversation which he could follow thanks to telepathic transfers he grasped from his friends conversations.
          His gums were now much better, and he had recovered a wonderful smile with shiny pearl-white teeth.

          The car interior was now a bit small for them five, and Tina’d had to press herself on Al and Becky, who was almost disappearing in her boubou full of folds, her head wedged against the hat and the hat against the roof of the car.

          Can’t we get some air in there? asked Tina, who was feeling she needed to breathe more.
          Err… Let me check

          Sam’s friend was looking clumsily at some buttons for one to release the hood.

          Watch out! Becky cried, propping up her hat which had fallen on her eyes.

          They had narrowly missed a bunch of balloons floating in the middle of the buildings.

          Jeeze! It’s no better than the submarway this thing… Becky was being fidgety at everything and was wishing for the whole wedding preparations to soon be over.
          Is that a frog we hear? asked Armando who had finally released the hood, having Becky clutch her hat, as well as little Chump, with the strong wind now blowing on their heads.
          WHAT? FLOG A TIRE? Tina was shouting now, seeing now all the benefits of being able to telepathically communicate…

          A click on a button. The hood was again put on top of the car.
          Bit too noisy, hey? said Armando
          Well, didn’t really mind said Albert dreamily

          Oh dammit! Is there a damn frog in that car’s engine or what? Armando was stressed.

          Tina looked at Sam in the rear-view mirror and spluttered affectionately. Al had just mentally expressed he was experimenting with new yeast actions in his digesting system, and that there was some minor inconveniences on which he would have liked some discretion… His belly was swelling funnily and making gargoyling noises…

          Ahahah, a frog… perhaps even a blue-bullfrog with all that frogging noise! Tina was feeling surprisingly exuberant.

          #667

          Number Four was dreaming, at least it was what he was feeling. The quality of his vision was blurred and he couldn’t really focus on details. He was in a dark room with another man. Despite the darkness, he could clearly see that the man was very pale. There was a third man, mad eyes and hysterical laugh, and a woman.

          The man mad was speaking and assigning them a mission. It was about… skulls? Crystal skulls :yahoo_idk:

          All of a sudden his hearing was crystal clear. He had heard the name of the woman… Carla… He was asking her to go and find a Viscountess, find the skull…

          Then he turned to the pale man.

          Robert, my dear Robber, hinhinhin! I trust you with the Hawaiian witch. Be careful she’s dangerous and very powerful. Don’t misjudge her words or her deeds. Never accept anything, be it food or liquid. Don’t let them touch you either. But I know you already know that. hinhinhin!!!”

          His horse-like laugh was unnerving, and Number Four was so excited, maybe he could learn his own name… why was it so slow!? He was looking at the Baron, watching him laugh showing his immense teeth and gum! Number Four almost lost his grip to the dream imagery.

          Breathe he told himself
          Breathe… Yes, Breathe deeply, YES, YES
          The Baron had finished laughing and was smiling like a vulture.

          When he turned his face toward Number Four, his eyes were swirling like hell, blazing hot red light…

          “My dear one 8-}, to you I trust the most difficult one… My old mad friend on his foolish Island. He has a foolish project, and you’ll serve as a guinea pig…”

          Number Four felt a strong twinge, his dream eye was blinking out of control.
          The Baron’s voice was thunderous and other dimensional.

          hinhinhin! My dear Claude……………………”

          The sound of his name was enough, enough of this insanity… all his memory was accessible now, and he began to feel the rage gather inside of him.

          He was fully awake now. He was in the middle of a nest, several birds were crying around, trying to raise the alarm.
          He gathered his will and released it at once in a fury.

          #1645

          In reply to: Synchronicity

          EricEric
          Keymaster

            Yesterday, after Jib’s comment (#529) about the flying car (see video) and nine-tailed foxes, we were heading to the railway station, and a yellow car came just in front of us, with FOX written above the license plate (which was 9359 as far as I remember, because it made me think of the XSAMX one by Francie)…
            WTM

            #656
            TracyTracy
            Participant

              Dan chortled and rubbed his hands together, watching the poker chips pile up on his corner of the computer screen.

              Fives and Eights again, they seem to be my lucky numbers lately.

              Fives and eights? really? asked Dory. What a coincidence.

              ~~~~

              Trini was fastening her seatbelt when she noticed the time on the dashboard clock: 11:11. Plenty of time to get to the port. Isobel was going away for awhile, sailing off to who knew where. Trini sighed, and decided not to think about it. So many comings and goings…..

              The round trip took longer than expected and Trini was surprised to notice that it was already 1:11 on the way home. And on the 11th of the 1st month, too, she noted, smiling…

              #1634

              In reply to: Synchronicity

              F LoveF Love
              Participant

                Sir Edmund Hilary died today (11/1 2008). Sir Edmund is a famous and well loved Kiwi, known mostly for conquering Mt Everest with the Sherpa guide, Tenzing (in May 1953 when he was 33). Within NZ his death is a big thing, he is like people’s hero, and their friend. :yahoo_rose:

                Mount Everest, world’s hightest mountain, is 8,850 metres high. It rises a few millimetres each year due to geological forces. Mount Everest was named after Sir George Everest, the surveyor-general of India who was the first to produce detailed maps of the Indian subcontinent including the Himalayas

                When I first heard that he had died, a voice in my head said “he was 88”, although I was not aware of knowing his age. Anyway yes he was 88.

                Well , also this morning I was walking along thinking about the nature of synchs. I looked at a car number plate. It said HONEY B (honey bee). I thought well that’s unusual, but it’s not a synch is it? yet sort of knew somehow it was going to be, Tracy and I talked about it later. What about BRB I thought, that would be a good synch. The very next car was BRB.

                Anyway just now I learned that Sir Ed was a Honey Bee-Keeper.

                oh another synch! welll he was the only living NZer to be on a money note – on the $5 note – FUN number :face-grin: He was fun, he achieved great things, and humanitarian things, but for fun, because he loved it.

                A 2.3-metre (7.5 ft) bronze statue of Sir Ed was installed outside The Hermitage hotel at Mt Cook village, New Zealand, in 2003. :face-wink:

                a few quotes:

                • “We knocked the bastard off” – announcing he and Tensing had reached Everest’s summit to life-long friend George Lowe
                • “I thought, ‘well Ed, me boy, we’ve done it’.” – on reaching the Polar Plateau after leading the first vehicles overland in Antarctica to the South Pole (in 1957) and wondering “whether I was heading in the right direction”.

                (hahha i am watching a doco about his life as I write this, they just said that after reaching the summit and hugging, and leaving some chocolate and a cross for the gods, that ……… after a quick pee, they went down for some hot soup ahahhah pea soup synch :yahoo_straight_face: )

                Like the old abbot Hrih Chokyam Lin’potshee, Sir Ed loved the mountains and went “higher than anyone had ever been on the top of the mountains” Hrih, Eric’s comment

                wow i just noticed the new quote of the day well it is about India Louise and Hilarion Wrick. Hillary’s first wife, Louise, and daughter, died in 1975 in a plane crash on the way to India. They were just talking about it on the documentary, and how profoundly it affected Sir Ed’s life, when I noticed the new quote.

                —Just flow with the story my little one, don’t hold on too much, or you will find it too difficult, and you will stop to find fun in it. ~ Lord Hilarion Wrick

                more

                #1617

                In reply to: Synchronicity

                EricEric
                Keymaster

                  Quite a few syncs here too, highlighted by F & T’s conversations…

                  • Eight and insects, …
                    8 peoples registered, 880 comments, and 8 posts in the last 24 hours, was wondering about the 8 that I found appearing recently.

                  Tracy: Funny sync Eric! Because today, my ear whistled, and I recalled my old Aunt Norah’s little saying
                  when your ear whistles, think of a number, I always thought of 8…

                  Speaking of ear, Francie dreamt of earwigs, while I was dreaming of a big insect dissection… And Tracy had insects in a Chinese movie she was watching too…

                  • … magpies augury

                  One for sorrow, two for mirth,
                  Three for a wedding, four for a birth,
                  Five for silver, six for gold,
                  Seven for a secret not to be told.
                  Eight for heaven :yahoo_angel: , nine for hell, :yahoo_devil:
                  And ten for the devil’s own sel’.

                  (see this link or this one for more details)

                  • … and children’s stories

                  While we were discussing the Finckle Four with Francie and old children books by Enid Blyton, Becky finally found her books: The Magic Faraway Tree ,… by Enid Blyton.
                  I remembered I was climbing a tree in a dream tonight… But syncs don’t stop here:

                  • The children names are Jo, Bessie, Fanny and Dick (originally). In modern reprints, the names of the children have been changed – from Jo, Bessie and Fanny to Joe, Beth and Frannie. From wikipedia: in the first case to make it clear that Jo is a boy, in the second because Bessie is seldom used as a nickname for Elizabeth anymore (most would go by Beth, Liz or Lizzie), and in the third because Fanny is a slang term for vulva in the United Kingdom, Australia and New Zealand. Cousin Dick, who appears in “The Magic Faraway Tree”, has his name changed to “Rick” in new editions, presumably for similar reasons.

                  Wow, we’re in there :face-grin:

                  • There is the Angry Pixie, and an owl, who lives near the Angry Pixie’s…
                  • And also, In V for Vendetta, V is shown reading the child’s book to Evey, and alludes to “The Land of Do-As-You-Please” and “The Land of Take-What-You-Want” over the course of the book… The sync is that Yurick found the graphic novel in Gustav’s home, and while reading it, found similarities with V and mummy Four , both being subjects of experiments… In the novel, there is a moving letter featured, by a certain Valerie, who is born in 1957 — click —…
                  #1612

                  In reply to: Synchronicity

                  TracyTracy
                  Participant

                    She made her way downstairs to the kitchen, and the headlines in the Reality Times newspaper on the table caught her eye:

                    ‘Mysterious Carved Rock Faces Appear in Yorkshire Villages.’

                    SYNC! Todays random quote, and I just this minute mentioned to Jan how things keep appearing IN the book before we hear about them OUTSIDE of the book, and I mentioned the Yorkshire stonecarver. We had been discussing previously the ELIZABETH sync. Some of Franci’s descriptions of Elizabeth fit exactly Jan’s impressions of Elizabeth in the movie she just watched.

                    The botanist, the woman in mans clothes, and the island all cropped up OUTSIDE the book yesterday……

                    #1609

                    In reply to: Synchronicity

                    F LoveF Love
                    Participant

                      funny synch today at lunch, i was out with a friend. We got table number :calendar: so I thought of Jib, and then the people at the next table got 23 .. (I guess Tracy you were too busy conferencing to attend lunch :yahoo_phbbt:). Then someone sneezed really loudly so I thought of my conversation about sneezing with Jib and the Holy Water, then Love Potion Number 9 started playing. :yahoo_oh_go_on:

                      Eric Lemoine: we can make some commerce of pure distilled Ephy bottled love, we could call that … mmm Love n° 5

                      #597

                      “ As we have stated previously, these terms are quite limiting for explanation purposes. The terminology is not incorrect, by any means. It is only expressing a much, much smaller impression to you than, in actuality, these terms represent. If your interpretation of these terms is too literal, you may find yourself accepting concepts which have only been explained to you partially; for our explanation of concepts is only a minute portion of the entirety of any idea, or concept, or “doctrine.” Only playing, my friend! These concepts must be taken in at this present time, within your present understanding, to the intellect; and the intellect must be allowed to trigger the intuition, allowing a full circle of thought, so to speak; this full circle being a continuous flow of information to assimilation, to actualization, to creation”

                      Patel

                      Not AGAIN!! shouted Becky. For the past week every time she tried to open her blog page, it always opened on this old post of Patels. Usually, by a circuitous route, she did eventually manage to arrive on her most recent post…..but not today! That monkey Patel wouldn’t let Becky look at any other post but this.

                      Funny coincidence really that she’d watched the cartoon last night called Madagascar, starrring Patel himself as King of the Lemurs. Becky had to laugh. A rave party of dancing lemurs on ecstasy!

                      #1596

                      In reply to: Synchronicity

                      TracyTracy
                      Participant

                        And another movie sync! :yahoo_loser: Watched a cartoon last night on TV called Madagascar .

                        “Exploring their surroundings, the four friends soon meet the Malagasy locals (a type of lemur given to having loud “rave-like” dance parties :yahoo_oh_go_on: ) and their carnivorous enemies, the fousas (a type of mongoose). As the two sides try to use these four new, strange (and large) friends to their benefit, our heroes are also confronted with the reality of their predestined roles in nature.”

                        If the King of The Lemurs wasn’t Patel I’ll eat my hat. Hilarious! Unfortunately, despite thoroughly enjoying it, I suddenly fell asleep and missed half of it. :yahoo_rolling_eyes:

                        #586
                        EricEric
                        Keymaster

                          In the discave, full of glimmering lights, and bouncing dragons, Salome started to sing an old tune :

                          :weather-clear: Sunny, yesterday my life was filled with rain. :weather-showers-scattered:
                          Sunny, you smiled at me and really eased the pain. :weather-few-clouds:
                          :weather-storm: The dark days are gone, and the bright days are here, :weather-clear:
                          My sunny one shines so sincere.
                          Sunny one so true, I love you.
                          :heart:

                          #1870
                          TracyTracy
                          Participant

                            Alice: What a funny watch! It tells the day of the month, and it doesn’t tell what o’clock it is!
                            The Hatter: Why should it? Does your watch tell you what year it is?
                            Alice: Of course not, but that’s because it stays the same year for such a long time together.
                            The Hatter: …which is just the case with mine.

                            :yahoo_whistling:

                            #1980

                            In reply to: Scrying the Word Cloud

                            TracyTracy
                            Participant

                              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! :yahoo_eyelashes:

                              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: :yahoo_doh:

                              WE knew THE great blue GUY WAS getting mean, changing OUR cave SO often AND SO weird .

                              NOTHING IS EVER forgotten :yahoo_skull:

                              #518

                              Anyway Arona, said Sanso, after a short silence while they watched the disco dancers. I have decided to change my name!

                              Oh great!

                              Yes, I have always liked the name “Floyd”. What do you think? Got a nice ring to it eh? Do you think it suits me?

                              :fleuron:

                              Well it appears it is a private party I think Arona. Still, most entertaining, eh what!

                              and Floyd started laughing, and snorting … and Arona could not help but laugh too … although she was laughing more at the snorting than the dancers.

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