One man’s meat…

I never thought, when I grouped the Beings on my typing table that they were signaling the birth of an idea; actually I believe I first mentioned it last winter when the icons could be heard to whisper that I (perhaps we) needed something new to help us (probably me) to recover a trace of the simple old faith that had carried us through so many tough times before. Funny that even so I still failed to make my connection to Ben and Sally and Chick-Chick.

The trouble has been that while the old terms are irrelevant the new terms have been non-existent.

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About dorothybloom

Well, I'm a bit on the elderly side , but I'm fighting the decline with my entry into the virtual world. I've been thinking for while that my situation is worth talking a, and for this reason. There is a tension between old and new. The old are intent upon keeping their authority and the young are intent on getting it for themselves. hereThis tension is as old as the Neanderthal and many of his four-legged cousins. And I want to explore that.
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