A Little Explanation

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Mace & Friends,

 

I realize that my last post must be causing some confusion. I've been

away from the site for some time, so to get a feeling for where

people were currently occupied, I glanced back over December.

 

Stumbling into Mace's observations apropos his encounters (former, I

presume)with Alton, I metaphorically burst into song and flung a

complement in what I presumed to be Mace's personal email. Seeing

that the "reply" function I'd activated pointed here to the site

instead of more directly to Mace, I thought "Well, what the hell.

He'll read it anyway, and sent it off".

 

All would have been "Oh so fine", as the Duke of Earl was given to

putting it, if I'd managed to remember that I was 400 or so responses

in the rear of the Satsangh's current fascinations.

 

Continuity? Where's the damned continuity girl when I need her?

 

At any rate, I can't close without tiptoeing through at least one

further patch of Shri Mace's mindfield of lyrical observation.

 

Enter:

 

Tabla Rosa! an excellent beginning!

OK I'll Bite, then in leu of a change

of wardrobe, and residence then surrender

your guilt, feeling sorry for yourself

and taking everything sooo seriously

(which by the way it is, but taking it

that way makes it harder to come

to terms with how it is). Oh, by the way

the next time I say something even

remotely funny you might try smiling

jisssst a little bit, otherwise we might

have to go to tickles and I know that

don't want that!

 

By the way it's never, NEVER

what you expect you know,

and you don't get out without

facing yourself

and smiling.

 

 

eric again: Tickles? No, no, we can't have that. Facing ourselves and

smiling is infinitely preferable. You believe me, don't you, Mace?

 

Exploratorily,

eric