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k a r n i v a l e

winsome toy
the wound mechanics
of taut swirl
plaster sadness
the watercolor sheen
of magi works

darkness is the visage
pulled by horses of speed
canvasses of pleasure

images through

while rain drizzles
in churned mud
strays nuzzle
for the wicked hunger
of the lost
of souls

from the garish
of seers

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Young Wolf that you are hungry and thirst for knowledge.
Seek out the truth in your inner self, ask of the old people..
That we seek and are given a morsel from some mystic,
leaves us with too many unanswered questions.
If I took what I know you are, and fed it back to you.
then it would seem to be from another world.
The true way of the old people, that we have misused,
will only be shown to us should we leave here,
and join them in their perfection,
Yours Ian.T

There are a million reasons to believe in yourself,
So find more reasons to believe in others..

title of this comment is like those intel tests or mensa challenged..
i am from another of them anyway...
non sense or some sense..

but not mensa

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A measuring stick that has fool at one end
and a fool with knowledge at the other.
I always find that applied intelligence
is the ruler we should use.
Even the village Idiots
can teach us many things in their simplicity.
Take care young one many journey's to do.
Yours Ian

There are a million reasons to believe in yourself,
So find more reasons to believe in others..

were taught to me by the busy full lives the ordinary people of school...occupation level..
the higher order wealthies always challenged i challenged a few back....i sat
with the occupation table...quieter there the buffer and the next table were the beautifuls..
an interesting experience high school...

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I passed my 11 plus back in 1953 there in the villages there were two of us that did this, there was only one place available at the High school.
The other kid whose father was a councillor he was allocated the place so I had to go to secondary school.
A couple of years down the line he had a breakdown because his parents had pushed him into a place he couldn't cope with.
I left school at 15 and joined the Royal Air Force, on induction they test you to let you know what trade you could do, I wanted to be a chef, they told me that I had to do Wireless as it was a waste for me to become a chef.
I did this and gradually built up a career in electronics later teaching avionics technologies, also a second branch of installer of Telephone exchanges, and codification just as the work became available.
The other guy that couldn't apply himself became a non non in the village after his breakdown.
Now at my age I can equate with many people in their own fields.
The world moves and you have to adapt and have the ability to adapt, this is where applied intelligence comes in.
I spent a little time in Canada, there I had a few great hours with a Sioux family, in Alberta, they were what I would call beautiful in their ways, and talking to so many people in the world I learned so much of how we are made inside, from a Zulu in Africa, a copper beater in Malta, and many peoples.
There are so many wonderful people out there Steve, you probably see a few pass by that Café window as you drink your coffee, but as your base teachings go you don't really have to physically sit there to watch them pass by.
Will have to go talk to you at a later time, go well young traveller,
Yours Ian.T

There are a million reasons to believe in yourself,
So find more reasons to believe in others..

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