

Extraction from mother earthI was standing on a grassy knoll when nine lights descended from the sky above me. In their descent they formed the outer ring of a circular space craft, clearly of alien design, and as it touched down a ramp was lowered. Gazing aghast at the immaculate craftsmanship, I walked aboard and was greeted by the most uncommon of common sights; a scrabble board surrounded by three troubled looking extra-terrestrials smoking Winfield Reds, drinking pale liquor and eating salt and vinegar crisps. The seemed not to notice as I intruded on their peaceful entanglement of wit and intelligence, but as I was casting my eye around the dark cabin, overwhelmedExtraction from mother earth
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Time does not change us, it just unfolds us.
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Poor is the man whose pleasures depend on the permission of another
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Poor is the man whose pleasures depend on the permission of another
And thanks for all the favs!!!
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Poor is the man whose pleasures depend on the permission of another
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panem et circenses
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