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Skunked again 15 Years, 11 Months ago
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The_Keeper_of_the_Light wrote:
DG,
The Shepherd has never dined on ear! The Shepherd reccomends that you target your question to someone who has. Iron Mikey comes to mind!
The Shepherd
It serves me right for trying to match intelligence with the enlightened One. Nevertheless, I feel the cast was near excellent (all things considered), the drift pitiful. Still, I am humbled by the outcome.
I beg you should not hold my transgression against me. I truely have learned the futility of such endeavour.
Shamefully yours,
DG
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"Rivers course through my dreams, rivers cold and fast, rivers well-known and rivers nameless, rivers that seem like ribbons of blue water twisting through wide valleys, narrow rivers folded in layers of darkening shadow, rivers that have eroded down deep in a mountain's belly, sculpted the land, peeled back the planet's history exposing the texture of time itself."
— Harry Middleton (Rivers of Memory)
"Each night as I haul myself onto the back of county garbage truck no. 2, there is a familiar wind, some thread of moonglow or starlight, a splatter of dark rain on my skin, something that stirs my memory, and again, if even for a brief moment, I am on some mountain river, some stretch of bright water, full of possibilities, including the possibility of trout, perhaps one that, when hooked, will haul me in and out of time, in and out of life's mysterious and frightening, wondrous and incomprehensible continuum, even to the edges of the universe." -- Harry Middleton
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