Watching the dust dance his sight seemed unusually keen, for he imagined that he could actually focus on each mote…tens of thousands of them were held in his mind as they formed and reformed into exquisite patterns, ghostly images that poised in air only to dissolve and be reborn again.
"What do you see?" But Melchior couldn't answer. "Good. One should be dumbfounded to see reality for the first time -- worlds coming and going like dust in a beam of sunlight."
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posted by J.B.P. at 11:10 AM
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You should come visit me. At a bar here (actually a couple of them), if you bring your "wall-o-shame" letters with you, they give you a free drink for every letter. now, i'm not saying that you will have a lot of them or anything...but, its alot more fun to drink free beer than it is to check things for their grammar problems. I wish you the best of luck and I want to hear all about your excursion to NO and everything else going on (maybe even the weather). Miss you tons and tons.
Sweet. Will you be pushing a shopping cart?
hope SCD treated you well. i shed a tear in memory today.
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