There is an ancient Sufi parable about coffee: "He who tastes, knows; he who tastes not, knows not."
Spend time with me
and soon you'll see
that our moments together
stay with us forever
Sorry. Dog tribute. She passed last night.
I figured as much. They are such good friends, aren't they? She was a cute one, FJ.
Thanks. T'was a purloined letter.
Sorry, fj. :(Just by the by: Pretty astute of Jen. I would never have guessed from the lyrics itself that it's a tribute.
How do you mean "purloined letter" (i know the refernce to Kafka, but how do you mean it)?
It's a letter never expected to reach it's destination, written more to resolve the "writer's" issues, than the intended "receiver's," in this case, Meeko.
...as in Kafka's letter to his father.
More on purloined letters.
Thanks, fj! :)
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