Sunday, May 22, 2011

As someone asked*

* ... and (almost) always I do enjoy when someone would "look through" my innuendos.

Yes. I get the slightly strong feeling I am fad(o)ing away.

Nothing to worry. That's (part of) life. And thus: Part of Omnium.

Part of Omnium is also: I could be wrong.

Ah, isn't life / Omnium fascinating?

... Well, at least as long as one is able to look on the bright side of life.

May the living never envy the dead.

The peace of the night.

9 comments:

  1. You knew that someone would have to post this as a response, didn't you Sean? :-)

    The peace of the night!

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  2. Ha ha, I knew, Francis, and you were on my list with the usual suspects. :)

    Thank you!

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  4. But at least we all survived May 21st to find each other together again here.

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  5. @VLR: For how long, Bertus? And how often are we together here? I'm nearly at the end of the road. Yesterday, I said, "NON, I'm not going." But, next time I'm called, I'll have to go. Want it or not!

    La paix de la nuit to all of you.:)

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  6. The more i appreciate it to be here now.

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  7. I hope that this does not mean we wont be getting our wonderful glimpses into that which is Omnium Sean.

    Sgt Pluck may have some string words and not just about bcycles!

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  8. Life/Omnium is endlessly fascinating, for sure, and also endlessly sad and beautiful. Mostly the latter, I imagine, in Seanhenge.

    May no one ever envy anyone.

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  9. Bertus,
    it must be frustrating for apostles of apocalypse to wake up on May 22nd.

    Claude,
    as for the comment you deleted:
    Fading away? Me? You? Rather we - well, at least I would prefer to end with a Big Bang [sic]. :)

    Bertus,
    some people do meet almost everyday. Not many of them will have as deep feelings for eachother as other people who never met in person.

    Jams,
    how cometh that whenever I happen to see a bicycle these days I can hear it hiss, contemptuously: 'Look at this wimp!'

    Stan,
    you are right, my friend. Twice.

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