Stan, sorry but what I’ve written is in metaphor, I see things as I travel and write down what I feel. This can take many forms, and I don’t always know where it will end.
I meant table because I looked at a wooden table, and thought of the years the tree had spent making this beauty. I believe nature has given us beauty, man is only allowed to use it. And sadly some claim to have designed it, and earn money from it’s beauty. Words are different they are man’s, though we speak in many languages. I love when my writing wanders like this, a kind of base writing. Jumping into the unknown and seeing where you land. When I was writing this, a politician of ours had died a giant of a man physically. And I thought of man, and our greed. Always making ourselves and our objects and buildings, larger and grander, ignoring nature and it’s beauty. That’s why I meant a trouser press, as we get larger we need evermore larger tools to accommodate. And I was inviting you to see the pastries in the oblong box. Again i say sorry, i rambled quite a bit with this explanation. But i felt it was important to let you know, why i could not change these lines. Many thanks Regards Roscoe...