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Fresh waters pour forth their cleansing power against the stains of history. Cool breezes flow through stale air creating a refreshing effect upon all life. The sun shines bright and warm spreading healing rays of light.

The sky above is hard and cold and full of floating white flakes. Biting winds seek for frostbite victims and old man winter chuckles exhaling ice smoke breath. Heaps and mounds of snow drapes the landscape like an arctic coat. Fires spring forth and heat becomes the primary concern once again.

Walking creatures are burned and scorched from wave after wave of summer's heat. Water droplets alleviate parched tongues and dry throats like desert rain. Languidly languishing on park benches and picnic tables, the populace continues to doze all day to make it through as degrees on the Fahrenheit scale remain steadfast. The bitter irony is, these same creatures must endure summer's opposite when it returns with biting winds and slanting hail.

Sunshine melts frozen personalities like dissociative identity disorder. Once haggard and forlorn from winter weather, now warm and fresh from summer elements, the prevailing mood is in favor of celebration. A few remember the cold frugal months with bitterness and refuse the call that wants to uplift their disposition. As the months wear away and the heat increases, the personalities shift from exuberant to exasperated. Dry throats caked with exhaust fumes and hot dust are clamoring for autumn to relieve them from their golden days of oppression.

Clouds resembling white fluff dipped in gold and red slowly separate revealing patches of deep blue as light filters through providing a background against which droplets of water plummet from above and replenish the Earth. Or so say some guy with knack for grammatical nonsense.

Riding the crest of a water wave ready for anything except the unexpected. As the action increases, photographers patiently wait with bated breath for the perfect shot. Suddenly the wave crashes but the rider lifts into the air soaring above the tumultuous sea reflecting the glorious sun rays. Blinded by the beautiful sight the onlookers miss their opportunity to capture the glorious moment on film rendering the vision sacred.

When studied from afar, things seem far away. When studied up close, they lose their value. Pinpoint the equidistant zone of compromise to create a balanced perspective of arrogance. Slippery slopes lactating globs of jelly are hard to climb, but make for a fun slide. Wobbling bobble heads wag their forefinger while righteous indignation corrodes intestinal lining. Incredible mental giants are partial to pursed lips and parsnips. Pursue the clue and find the hue fit for you like a tailored shoe.

A dangling light bulb swings gently from any hand that pulls it's plastic silver beaded power cord. Positive thinking flows like cascading water and collects in pools of cool reserve. What once was hidden and obscured is now illuminated with meticulous detail. Dreary days and drab nights are replaced with glowing color soaked memories.

Unbeknownst to most intellectual troglodytes, three legged objects are currently labeled as tripods. Academic gargantuan Dr. Igsby Bluementhol first considered this matter tertiary. Upon second thought he considered it secondary. Thirdly he reflected on what he thought in the first place, but one too many mental squats pulled both his quads. Unprecedented controversy surrounds this esoteric debacle which remains hidden from lackadaisical public scrutiny.

September 30th, 2017 Somewhere in the Pacific Northwest a volley of arrows with papyrus scrolls attached aimed in no particular direction was released containing this message: "Where's the beef?" Numerous injuries were reported however no suspects have been apprehended. Sheriff Hankel refused to comment although he shared a baker's dozen box of doughnuts with our crew. Exactly where the beef is located remains to be solved and the town's people are furious. Tensions flare and a culprit must soon take responsibility for the medieval crime of communication or I fear hysteria will have this coastal dwelling populous in it's icy clutch.

Drifting down the stream out to sea. Keep rowing your boat, merrily merrily merrily. Keep supporting your local yokel's and one day they may stop spitting tobacco on your shoe. Journey to the other side where dreams come true and let us know if it's worth a visit. Heartbroken and bloated with full blown neurosis I thank you from the bottom of my empty well. Keep giving and receiving joy and protect yourself in these days of illusions. Thank you and God speed.