Misdirection masks my permanent vacation. Also, the cave is filled with drawings because I finally have patterns on my shirt. Three times in the past 400 years I have come here to stay. It is a wistful a long voyage from England. I have been back two times in this life and I can get there in a day. The age of magic has begun!
These lines are out now. Like the dreams before them and the tragic friendship, these lines are now crossed. The hope is that people who are mindful can be caustic like the others. Neither people’s hope are interpreted. We are all fired for their final increase. It was that they it wished to be a one-step process towards those who need their minds undone. We are not the illness, because the illness is of some the art of lying about feinting.
I like my job. I like to be here for the day. With all the reasons I walked forever, chalky white and making their way towards me I resented the oppression. Chasing the orchard with wandering sensation, these shows are heavy set with the oppression.
Is it better to give coat racks hats to keep them safe or to let nature take its course and their decisions righteous? Would they also be patient until they need their hearts to lead them away?
Myself, I sure hope the coat rack is around when I get back. I want him to be okay, as he got out when I had to go to work. There is a big scary road nearby and it is final, that term. But he cannot be caught. He won’t give them a cent for their apples. That is in fact why they set up the BC Tree Fruit agencies. Why do coat racks even like us, wise as they are? Worlds change us and before the fall, Thadeus, she charged that he had left water outside. He cares about me just fine, as a careless mind would.
Right now he’d just be a latchkey kid. Keys in a child’s hand regard the absent parent in a good home, where the children are great. I was one like that, and I did not have reason to fear except belief.
Wind them up, like legitimate people, these harpies with their fine widgets, with all sorts of white sovereign nations. We love you, and it would be a shame if you got hurt. It is a grand life, Thadeus, if you choose to live it. You must explore, but moreover you will have to hang out with the good guys. Make true friends, kitty. Play with the dog. Be safe Thadeus, and if you see the coat rack, send him back home. We have a show to perform at 7:30.
And I wonder, Thadeus, can we wonder?
“Here is some niceness from their turbine, harps that dry their wishing well, these are their own water bags,” they needlessly speak gibberish. “Knife in his painting, she sees the shine, the people on their minds hope they were walking into here. There are people who watch the folk, they need people here who have been waiting a long time for these dreams.”
The firm of investors stop to listen, there is a moment of pause with she calibrates what she will say. There is a hope that this procedure will get her off their trail. It is like a filibuster sent from Mr. T to the rest of the actors so that he gets his face on the cover of the movie.
She replies, “History does not start 150 years ago. These parts were populated long before then. Perhaps it is difficult to get historical information from those people, as they do not want us to know their secrets and the information has been told orally. Like our history it may have been altered towards allegory. They may be tales made fantastic, and beliefs like our ancient beliefs, of fantastic creatures and magical powers.”
The first investor replies, “Magic was made illegal over there. Here it is commonly practiced and accepted. The same will happen with your new computer and the digital art world. It will happen each time you invent it. One day, you will not know what helicopters or airplanes are. They will be your tales of Dragons and Thunderbirds. Only our firm will have them.”
“There is talk in mystical fiction of living with dragons,” the second investor states, “and also the knights are kings who slayed them all.”
She spoke before the third could and it angered him, “Is this story, which has been passed down through generations for a lond time similar to the myths of Thunderbirds and Shapeshifters?”
“These tales are true, you blasted witch!” The third investor shouted, “Your magic tablets, with their important tones and words meant to hypnotize, I believe you have created something black.”
The fourth investor said to her, “Just because of the innate evil of many humans and because your magic tablet is hypnotizing and misshapen, this will mean pain and suffering to the human race. In that hands of a good person it can play music and browse movies, but in the hands of a bad person it can browse thoughts. And surely many evil people will learn this hypnotism, such that they can browse thoughts just by speaking. For this reason your kind of new magic is also banned. We will keep the tablet.”
With this she was escorted out of the room.