On Adventures

An epic adventure of body or mind;

a treasure left waiting for us to find.

Any Journey we make, no matter how long

starts with the rhythm of our hearts own song.

So sing out your Journeys; sing loud and strong

for they are the place where you really belong.

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About a foolhardy florilegium

Nullius addictus iurare in verba magistri, quo me cumque rapit tempestas, deferor hospes.
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