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To: Rambi who wrote (1898)	1/11/2000 10:18:00 PM
From: Volsi Mimir	Respond to of 2095

The Master When Han Kan was summoned To the imperial capital It was suggested he sit at the feet of The illustrious senior court painter To learn from him the refinements of the art. "No, thank you," he replied, "I shall apprentice myself to the stables" And he installed himself and his brushes amid the dung and the flies, And studied the horses -- their bodies' keen alertness-- Eye-sparkle of one, another's sensitive stance, The way a third moved graceful in his bulk-- And painted at last the emperor's favorite, The charger named "Nightshining White", Whose likeness after centuries still dazzles. ~Frederick Morgan 1922 Nightshining White (Han Kan 742-756) -- purchase.edu that was one of my favorites great pictures from M Atwood. very very good- thanks, Rambi- keepin it. ~.~

To: Rambi who wrote (1898)	1/29/2000 1:06:00 AM
From: jpmac	Read Replies (1) \| Respond to of 2095

Now that the grub is done on DAR, I'll post this here: Instructions ~ fashion clone mindless drone let the blank set the tone talk to god on the phone as your spirit dies unknown count the words that rhyme with own as you reap the seeds you've sown remember when your mind was blown by that girl from San Anton' another day you took a loan another year the kids are grown say to yourself if id'a known i'd never kiss that blarney stone wish again you had flown home to that girl in San Anton' b for bone c for cone count the words that rhyme with own always keep the front yard mown and love a girl from San Anton' remember when you were shown a secret room the switch was thrown you caught a glimpse of the crone fade to black the fuse was blown its back into the twilight zone always keep the front yard mown and love that girl from San Anton' jp/97