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Memories

Memories of times past

Memories come and go like whispers in the wind. But still life goes on. The stone that rolls down the hill , still gathers no moss. But with each revolution a little more of it’s surface is ground away, leaving a trail lying upon the ground. The scent of the whisper of memories , lingers […]

New World

New World

New World   I had completed the required reading , the workbooks , and had spent many hours study and observation . I was more than ready to commit myself to the great school . A school of knowledge to be sure but it was much more . It was the school of the greatest […]