Let's talk about A Life of Errands

[Diane]

Last night the moon came
dropping its clothes in the street.

And the moon is swimming naked
and the summer night is fragrant

I took it as a sign to start singing.
Falling up into the bowl of sky.
The bowl brakes. Everywhere is falling everywhere.

There's perfume burning in the air
Bits of beauty everywhere.

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the only thing that I can think of about forum's members - under the mascarade and all the playing and kidding around, and my big showing off - is : I Love You Beaucoup.

[Tchocolatl]

I'm afraid this is true that there is no cure. No cure at all. My cohenmania strikes fiercely right now.

Pray the Lord for mercy, all of you. But maybe I am able to put into practice this japanese phrase : The words that we did not say are the flowers of silence. And maybe I could do with more flowers than pearls for another couple of years. Maybe. Just maybe. So continue to pray.

Mat James, 5 years later I am still not empress despite my grand free spirit and all my perls and other jewels of mine lavisly disclosed for everyone to pick up, but I'm impressed by your ability to make sense out of my unintelligible-posts-to-others. True also that I don't understand the rational mania of some other members to collect facts, cling to numbers, etc. Not a bit. Not at all. For me it is like some kind of autism cases. Great!! Aren't they lovely? It takes all sorts of persons to make the world such an interesting place to live!

All this moon's silky carnation exposed in sensitive portraits of exquisite sensual beauty. Great poetic spirits are meeting.