Not sure what chopped carrots, onions and mushrooms had to do with the book of love poetry close to the pot. Is it profound like theological conundrum of the existence of evil and suffering in a world created by a good God? Well at least for believers. I am an awake atheist. I think two things Albert Camus said sum up my beliefs. "Life is meaningless, but worth living, provided you recognise it's meaningless." and "I know of only one duty, and that is to love." I accept your invitation to journey down the long and winding road you are about to embark on. It reminds me of the magical fairy tales my mother made up and told me. I hope we traverse an Arcadian landscape, replete with magical streams to drink from and cross, magical combs to brush our hair with and be guided by the sound of rustling leaves blown by the wonderous wind on river birches, to be renewed and purified.
The book of love poetry is there, LIKE someone might have chopped onions and carrots and mushrooms. On this stove, bits of love poetry will be added to what's in the pot, like on other stoves, chopped onions and carrots and mushrooms are added.
Then, welcome along on the journey. Will there be Arcadian landscapes? Insafar as I can see ahead, I see more of the adventure of my life. WIll that include Arcadian landscapes? We will see.
Not sure what chopped carrots, onions and mushrooms had to do with the book of love poetry close to the pot. Is it profound like theological conundrum of the existence of evil and suffering in a world created by a good God? Well at least for believers. I am an awake atheist. I think two things Albert Camus said sum up my beliefs. "Life is meaningless, but worth living, provided you recognise it's meaningless." and "I know of only one duty, and that is to love." I accept your invitation to journey down the long and winding road you are about to embark on. It reminds me of the magical fairy tales my mother made up and told me. I hope we traverse an Arcadian landscape, replete with magical streams to drink from and cross, magical combs to brush our hair with and be guided by the sound of rustling leaves blown by the wonderous wind on river birches, to be renewed and purified.
The book of love poetry is there, LIKE someone might have chopped onions and carrots and mushrooms. On this stove, bits of love poetry will be added to what's in the pot, like on other stoves, chopped onions and carrots and mushrooms are added.
Then, welcome along on the journey. Will there be Arcadian landscapes? Insafar as I can see ahead, I see more of the adventure of my life. WIll that include Arcadian landscapes? We will see.
Thanks for reading and engaging. All the best.
Thank you for clearing that up.
A pleasure.