Shaz: Eureka!

12.8.06

Eureka!

I think I may have hit on something here that ties things together like an old piece of string which might need retwining, rebonding, rethreading and fortifying along the way. It is still a piece of string, however, and from this string I am hoping to build a multi-coloured, multi-layered launchpad. Beginnings are always so, uh, small...? We shall see...

More to come much later on this...

Shannon

2 comments:

dan said...: Goodness, what a cryptic post! Here's one for you-
I too stepped on the cat. But the apple read me! When oh when will the rain fall up?

Ha! See, I can also be enigmatic and equivocal!
Next- Vogon poetry...; 09:09
Meg said...: I agree...quite cryptic.; 21:57

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