the right timing and the right degree, governed alike by vigilance and patience, so that nothing regrettable is done through haste, and nothing left undone through sloth ...
—Erasmus
I'm imposing lyrical standards to this blog!
Enev B, Happy Birthday! I thought I had used every medium of communication possible, but I forgot this one. Did you see that smoke signal?
Yesterday, I talked to the universe. An effusion of less than eloquent, trivial and weighty things spilled all over the Appalachian Trail. I have been pressured by mountains, waterfalls, frogs, and spiders to examine myself under intense scrutiny.
This is what I got:
The universe bestows gifts of all kinds to those who give and receive gracefully, the universe also punishes people who do not use everything that they have been given.
Mr Sex: World Cup Willy
15 years ago
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