Flakes of the life of a sensate man; random notes and pictures that endeavour to capture capricious thoughts, largely of unreasonable and mysterious origin, before they leave forever the wandering mind of a life pilgrim stumbling towards the point where parallel lines meet.
“Give me the sensate mind, that knows The vast extent of human woes!” M. Robinson Angelina II. 1796
Friday, December 21, 2012
Yuletide Greetings!
Yuletide greetings and best wishes for the coming year to all visitors to my blog.
A dove rises from the first sunrise of a new year anticipating peace, light,
regeneration and the munificence of being.
Concerning parsnips I am quite happy to continue to live without them and enjoy the compensation of sunbathing on Christmas Day. Your cloud though has seriously compromised my copyright; my legal team will be in touch with you!
Send your legal team to contact the sky, for it made the cloud. Actually, perhaps the sky's legal team (aka Good God Almighty) may be contacting you (eventually).
My Great Uncle was walking around until he was 99 and my Grandmother until 101, you may have some time to wait until the Sky's legal team arrives. And I am fairly confident there are healthy children being born today whom you will outlast. Make of it all what you wish (or can) young lad.
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Winter Solstice Greetings my man.
Thank you! I am now enjoying the Roman winter celebrations; the sacrificial goose is cooking nicely but oh for a few parsnips.
Your dove does look rather like my cloud! Plenty parsnips here.
Concerning parsnips I am quite happy to continue to live without them and enjoy the compensation of sunbathing on Christmas Day.
Your cloud though has seriously compromised my copyright; my legal team will be in touch with you!
Send your legal team to contact the sky, for it made the cloud. Actually, perhaps the sky's legal team (aka Good God Almighty) may be contacting you (eventually).
My Great Uncle was walking around until he was 99 and my Grandmother until 101, you may have some time to wait until the Sky's legal team arrives. And I am fairly confident there are healthy children being born today whom you will outlast. Make of it all what you wish (or can) young lad.
Oh, that was meant to be a response to what I thought was a comment from you, but it must've been an email.
Are the Yuletide greetings going to be there 'till midsummer, or beyond? I no longer feel Christmassy (not that I ever did really)
The timing of your post is interesting, quite strangely prescient; watch that space!
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