“Something is happening. Not really being heard, just passing through. As we all do, each and every moment.”
Please, allow me.
[pulls chair, beckons, a lovely smirk filled with loving, tender embraces]
Prepared for you, these bowls. A fine selection of dareneedling herbs. Our tea’s are not bagged. They are here for your pleasure, do stay a while. Total viewing time of the clips below, 00:08:10. It is meant to be an orderly experience after all, kind of like, determining if you are experienced in the lost art of understanding, awareness, discretion – shall I continue, or would you care to…*cough, cough*…consider some fictionus feta verite?
Humility does not bow, it obliges as an is.
Buy the ticket, get the abide.
- Feta Moons – lunar significance? truth? Garcia & Kaufman? big wheels? original soundtrack?
- 6 Million Dollar Brine – rebuild? miracle? documented? shards? alive more? chronic?
- Kurtz Understands Orders – terminate? angst? water? orange everywhere. is this the acid part?
- Gus’s Overture – composition? high Q? another dimension? cerebral anarchy? brine grenades?
If you think you know, you are right – how expensive it?
Willing to take that risk? What if I told you it would not cost a penny…
I do believe the grass is orange. It is any colour you want to make it.
Gus knows, his grass is orange, so are the skies.
If you had a chance to do it all over again? To just walk away, unplug and truly find the joys in the orange grass…
Would you? Could you?