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I've just come home from a great evening at Islington UC - a series exploring interfaith spiritual practices. Tonight's theme was movement. So there was a Chinese Tai Chi practitioner; a yogi; and .... Sufi Whirling Dervishes! Wow - that was extraordinary to be in their presence - the live music, prayer and the trance-like transcendent state of the three dervishes was so incredible. I feel very fortunate to have been present.
 
Good morning, all! The coffee cart has arrived. Let the bells ring, the bands play, and the banners fly.

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Good morning, all! The coffee cart has arrived. Let the bells ring, the bands play, and the banners fly.

C(_)/ c(_) c\_/ c[_]

Sounds too close to dan sin ... given the aversion of institutions against agora ... and spatial moving about! Moping about this is moot! There there is that donkey out there wandering the arid lands looking for a drink ... maybe under a tree ... shades of the alternate spirit ... Jew'sCid? Olives can be crushed too ... by pop-ayes revealing detailings ... Kohl'd extraction ...

Word is weird what you can make of it ... as the controversial MAID ... one asks: "what do the demos really know" of the promises in the village gathering place! The common folk, homeo, demos, etc. are shut out in the fields ... if you can cotton such activity! Pole a' ticks ... antes on a mast IHC? Self-proclamation of god knows what ... vacancy? Space to gather for questions ...

ESP ... or anti-internalized fears of having a view ... that's a spectre of science to be observed! With thin windows many can't see out ...

Contained by the shekel and not a bit of light to illuminate the inner rings ... Gongs expressed! Cups are banged together ....
 
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Good morning, all! The coffee cart has arrived. Let the bells ring, the bands play, and the banners fly.

C(_)/ c(_) c\_/ c[_]
Yummy! thanks!! Everyone's looking good today!

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Your choice in part ... however in the extreme case of free choice there seems to be some dark interference from the djinns of god ...

Some aspirant politix in persona said emotional sex is free choice ... and the powers wish to control the outcome ... thus choice is lost because of crystalline hierarchical structure ... clouding the clarity ... diamonds may enter the dark gammos! Blackballing ...

In case of cleared housing ... don't cause stone tossing --- trebuchet!

If in the dangers of altruism ... do something to alter the situation as hierarchies do not like truth fouling there conspiracies (plans. plots, schemes, etc.)
 
As the hands of the clock travel around its face, so the earth rotates on its axis, causing the morning to come. Now that morning is here, so is the coffee cart. All things are ready. Help yourself.

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As the hands of the clock travel around its face, so the earth rotates on its axis, causing the morning to come. Now that morning is here, so is the coffee cart. All things are ready. Help yourself.

C(_)/ c(_) c\_/ c[_]

Is that a rounder or a lessor rounding off? Leaves me in a state of Roue'n ...

In some states of mind this is Roue-AH ... even ruag! ADD your story as your attention suffers deficit ... passions can cause mental distraction .. thus projected collapse after sweating through the effort ... something will nit a fabrication! Magi car PETS?
 
Have just had an amusing vision of the coffee cart floating in on a magic carpet. I had previously imagined Redbaron pushing it, complete with the clean tea towel on the top shelf (usually Irish linen, a 1979 calendar of some sort), the metal thermoses clanking softly against one another (contents labelled with small yellow post-its), a delightful assortment of mugs and cups, in amusing designs, many porcelain, on the second shelf.
 
Have just had an amusing vision of the coffee cart floating in on a magic carpet. I had previously imagined Redbaron pushing it, complete with the clean tea towel on the top shelf (usually Irish linen, a 1979 calendar of some sort), the metal thermoses clanking softly against one another (contents labelled with small yellow post-its), a delightful assortment of mugs and cups, in amusing designs, many porcelain, on the second shelf.

How the abstract was meant toby ... differing from the absolutely contrary to flow and flexibility ...
 
Ah, 1979, what a year. I remember it well.
That was the most recent year that the Pirates won the World Series. Good times, good times.
 
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