Crossposted to great_write_way

"Drums"

As we pull into the lot the sound insinuates into the car. We get out and it surrounds us, pulls us in. We walk for long minutes, passing rows of cars. There are dozens of people walking, in straggling groups, in clumps, singly, all moving toward where the sound is coming from. We reach the end of the grass, the edge of a sharp drop and look down on the dancing ground. At one end sits the circle, a stick in every other hand, and one tenor voice rising in insistent plaint to the relentless beat of the drum.

Crossposted to great_write_way

"Drums"

As we pull into the lot the sound insinuates into the car. We get out and it surrounds us, pulls us in. We walk for long minutes, passing rows of cars. There are dozens of people walking, in straggling groups, in clumps, singly, all moving toward where the sound is coming from. We reach the end of the grass, the edge of a sharp drop and look down on the dancing ground. At one end sits the circle, a stick in every other hand, and one tenor voice rising in insistent plaint to the relentless beat of the drum.

stolen from kibarika

You are the Hermit card. The Hermit has chosen a
solitary spiritual path. He shines light on his
inner self and, by this means, gains wisdom.
The Hermit's home is the natural world and it
is by being in tune with that world that he
learns the laws of nature and learn how they
operate within himself. His path is a lonely
one as he lives in silence and has for
companionship only his own internal rhythms.
But those crossing his path are touched by his
light and wisdom. Though often alone, he
manages nevertheless to instruct those who meet
him and guides those who chose to follow him on
a path towards enlightenment. Image from The
Aleister Crowley Tarot deck.
http://www.aeclectic.net/tarot/thoth/


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stolen from kibarika

You are the Hermit card. The Hermit has chosen a
solitary spiritual path. He shines light on his
inner self and, by this means, gains wisdom.
The Hermit's home is the natural world and it
is by being in tune with that world that he
learns the laws of nature and learn how they
operate within himself. His path is a lonely
one as he lives in silence and has for
companionship only his own internal rhythms.
But those crossing his path are touched by his
light and wisdom. Though often alone, he
manages nevertheless to instruct those who meet
him and guides those who chose to follow him on
a path towards enlightenment. Image from The
Aleister Crowley Tarot deck.
http://www.aeclectic.net/tarot/thoth/


Which Tarot Card Are You?
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Several of my keys began sticking, and I mentioned the fact to H. We have, like, six keyboards around here. He rebuilds machines for people, and puts them together from assorted pieces parts. He picks up cases and components and keyboards on sale. We had one that StY used with his laptop, plus the stepdown plug to mate it to the laptop, but that one was long gone with StY when he moved out. We even have an ergonomic split keyboard, which I tried for a few minutes and rejected. Maybe later, if my hands and wrists get worse. The one I'm using now has a touch like silk, even if it does clack.

But when we took my old one out, I was struck by just how old it probably is. It weighs a ton, it's at least a fifth again as large as any of the new(er) ones. I held onto it through severalmany computer upgrades because I loved the touch. I sort of hate to see it go, the faithful old dinosaur. But I have to admit, the new one's touch is even better. One used to be able to turn off the clack. I wonder...

(no subject)

Several of my keys began sticking, and I mentioned the fact to H. We have, like, six keyboards around here. He rebuilds machines for people, and puts them together from assorted pieces parts. He picks up cases and components and keyboards on sale. We had one that StY used with his laptop, plus the stepdown plug to mate it to the laptop, but that one was long gone with StY when he moved out. We even have an ergonomic split keyboard, which I tried for a few minutes and rejected. Maybe later, if my hands and wrists get worse. The one I'm using now has a touch like silk, even if it does clack.

But when we took my old one out, I was struck by just how old it probably is. It weighs a ton, it's at least a fifth again as large as any of the new(er) ones. I held onto it through severalmany computer upgrades because I loved the touch. I sort of hate to see it go, the faithful old dinosaur. But I have to admit, the new one's touch is even better. One used to be able to turn off the clack. I wonder...