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  • in reply to: Synchronicity #1594
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      Book Sync! Howard emailed me to offer to send me his book, We The Angels, FREE! :bounce:

      in reply to: QUIZ TIME: Test YOUR grasp #2098
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        hhhmmm 20:20 here now, that must be significant too

        in reply to: Rafaela’s Random Ramblings #1871
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          Alice: But I’m NOT a serpent, I tell you! I’m a — I’m a —
          The Pigeon: Well! WHAT are you? I can see you’re trying to invent something!
          Alice: I — I’m a little girl.
          The Pigeon: A likely story indeed! I’ve seen a good many little girls in my time, but never ONE with such a neck as that! No, no! You’re a serpent; and there’s no use denying it. I suppose you’ll be telling me next that you never tasted an egg!

          :-??

          in reply to: Rafaela’s Random Ramblings #1870
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            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:

            in reply to: Rafaela’s Random Ramblings #1869
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              The Cat: By-the-bye, what became of the baby? I’d nearly forgotten to ask.
              Alice: It turned into a pig.
              The Cat: I thought it would.

              :yahoo_whistling:

              in reply to: Rafaela’s Random Ramblings #1868
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                ‘The time has come,’ the Walrus said,
                ‘To talk of many things:
                Of shoes — and ships — and sealing wax —
                Of cabbages — and kings —
                And why the sea is boiling hot —
                And whether pigs have wings.’

                :yahoo_whistling:

                in reply to: Scrying the Word Cloud #1988
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                  AH, BUT IT’S THE truth THESE days THAT WE ARE creating WHAT WE read AND WRITE ABOUT THAT cave. Malvina WAS focused ON THE bar, AND FELL Asleep FOR WHAT seemed LIKE FOREVER. WE NEEDN’T keep outside, georges SAID, IT MAY BE weird. BUT WE HAVE turned WEIRD TOO, HE added AS AN Aside, laughing AT life AND energy stories .

                  :yahoo_heehee:

                  in reply to: Scrying the Word Cloud #1987
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                    AS IT happened, I WAS getting A thought ABOUT THOSE dead green eggs AND heard THAT THE family SAW red ABOUT mother DRAGON SITTING ON THE trees.

                    :-??

                    in reply to: QUIZ TIME: Test YOUR grasp #2096
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                      Obviously, nobody sees this as tenuous! AHAH! :yahoo_thinking:

                      in reply to: QUIZ TIME: Test YOUR grasp #2095
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                        Let’s just be absolutely Sumafexact about this Franci, I changed it BEFORE I posted it, and you obviously didn’t read it properly! :yahoo_smug:

                        in reply to: Circle of Eights, Stories #571
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                          The Sharple girls were arguing again. Shelly Sharples, two years older than Sherry, was inclined to be a bossy girl. They were playing ‘Let’s Pretend’, an old fashioned childrens game that was making a come-back. Feathered hats and musty velvet cloaks were strewn across the floor; silver lame ballet tutus, and voluminous flamenco dresses. Shelly found the disco dress first, and insisted that Sherry dress up as a man, and dance in front of the webcam. Sherry wasn’t pleased.

                          in reply to: Scrying the Word Cloud #1985
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                            I DON’T feel dragons focuses. I WILL head THERE later, AFTER THE treatment. THE trees ARE GROWING whatever money YOU WANT. WE call IT create-YOUROWNMONEY. DOES IT synch WITH yourself? IT’S A young sync FOR joe WHO liked STRUGGLING against POVERTY. I BEST BE gone NOW TO skin SOME lemonS during THE blue magic DAY. SHIPS away everyone! HAPPY NEW year!

                            :bounce:

                            in reply to: Scrying the Word Cloud #1984
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                              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.

                              :yahoo_idk:

                              in reply to: Scrying the Word Cloud #1983
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                                THE book, OR THE story HAD MANY aspects. sam AND everyone INCLUDING THE family WERE behind AND COULDN’T tell WHICH body WAS perfect AND WHICH WAS blue. SO MANY synch’S caught MY EYE, AND ALL WERE key. WHATEVER age YOU ARE, A random READ IS QUITE AN experience. ALL eyes ARE able TO SEE THE light, WHETHER IT BE lemon, god OR whatever. A huge followING, full OF nice focused structures.

                                :yahoo_applause:

                                in reply to: Araili’s Historical and Geographical Musings #1853
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                                  LOL Bridgy! If you can understand this story, please explain it to me! haha!! :yahoo_tongue:

                                  in reply to: Scrying the Word Cloud #1982
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                                    YOU’LL BE following yourself BEFORE YOU GET started, WEARING THAT wig, Rose. Come HERE! TINA pulled IT OFF moments LATER, within SIGHT OF EVERYONE. THEY ALL smiled BUT everyone WAS cool. (Maevel WASN’T surpriseD TO BE creating handsOME perfect AND weird CHARACTERS.)

                                    IT seemed THE PERFECT synch WHEN blue joe THE action MAN, KNOWN TO bed EVERY known HUMAN skin IN TOWN ~ WITH NO particular PREFERENCE ~ WAS FOUND getting A faceLIFT TO help IMPROVE HIS laugh.

                                    Given THAT sam’S FACE HAD weatherED ALOT TOO, tracy WAS full OF thoughtS OF GAINING fair points FOR A BIT OF magic. HER quiet friends, AS WELL AS HERself, HAD bookED THE APPOINTMENT. Nothing, NOT EVEN THE WEIRD aspects OF THE days, easily FORGOTTEN, COULD SHAKE THE focuses understandING.

                                    Images IN THE sky APPEARED, AND THEY wondered ABOUT THE STRANGE sound…….

                                    in reply to: Scrying the Word Cloud #1981
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                                      ANOTHER synch! IT WAS clear THAT THE sisters, AND THE sheriff apparently, PRAYED TO god yurick. GOD focuses ARE real, SO keep AN eye ON THE three WISE MEN.

                                      SyncS, WHAT A laugh. THE WIDE ones quiet boy, A STRAPPING male, READ random SNIPPETS behind THE DOOR. THE COOK WAS making eggs BENEDICT, caught IN FLAGRANTE DELICTO, despite THE LOCKED room.

                                      THE voice SAID “Try TREATING ‘EM mean”. Let ted COME easily TO THE change! GOOD morning baby, I JUST happened TO FIND THE truth WRITTEN ON MY hand.

                                      WE’RE dancing THIS beautiful song, SO perfect AN experience!

                                      WE sighed, laughing.

                                      in reply to: Scrying the Word Cloud #1980
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                                        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:

                                        in reply to: Circle of Eights, Stories #566

                                        Huh? Sanso looked at Arona in some surprise.

                                        Floyd, FLOYD! You said your name was Floyd!

                                        No I didn’t, retorted Sanso, I never said any such thing.

                                        Arona looked crestfallen, so Sanso added kindly, It’s a very nice name Arona, but you must have been dreaming. My name isn’t Floyd in THIS focus.

                                        Oh, bugger off FLOYD, snapped Arona peevishly.

                                        in reply to: Scrying the Word Cloud #1977
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                                          Thought became hands:
                                          Beginning sleep synch;
                                          Surprise Truth ~
                                          Speaking Times

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