Introduction

learning to swim is the subject of this treatise.

Olympics and the modern athlete

there is a notion in myth that the swimmer gets to the finish line,


by conquering the beast or the opponent, through the control of emotions,


and the visualization of the new kind of situation that the win would bring.


All stories are in a sense based on the new visualization.


The writer sits down and in reality is in a feat of some kind,


the page.

Prologue

What is swimming, water?

Impromptu:

A play that is a Film;



audience will understand the





Phenomenon--------------------------------------------------



first hand...




Special tickets for a group of 20;



unlike interpretors of one's achievement,




more of the truth behind camera!




Coming soon, Tahoe in the fields,




a play sight,




3 locations at a time.



and a panel discussion, poolside/



mt/

the swimmer and screenplay set-up, for

fade in....


and


reporter has



the beat!



She asks a question and the podium guest,



begins the song....



Close up---------------------







How do you know such?"




Sounds and a trumpet announces,



camera displays a still-life,


Sunflowers!



I was just around when the show passed, by and by.......



then;



The trombone and saxophone add a slower yet mysterious,



answer.

Aya, the reality of a Venus medium...

Monologue 10 to the 10th





the medicine was on a spoon,




or spoon-fed,






she was just 10 years old,




already a doctor, her father an orphan himself,






spoke only a language, she could,






not tell anyone!

10!

minute short.......



for your enjoyment



foir Cannes........

the Ways of a German.....

".....and cut everyone the party is a...t eight,



the catering is from our Beverly Hills, fav



all in, Love,


see you then;



A wrap!"



The director went straight to his editing staff,



"we can relax now, and all under budget,



send an instagram, take a letter,



better yet, secretary, on the notepad!"

Opium!

and the Saturday.......



Day of a Spring, when?

and the skier

It seems strange to write about skiing in the Rocky Mountains,


in May and yet with such another long winter,



its good to take stock.



What am I made of?



How much Grit?

Whag zoc....... found out he could dream, his

mental state was not that good,


but he could tell the difference with a little effort,


and finally he was sure.


His apartment was his haven and he cleaned the


kitchen for his duties were such that cooking gave him a



good excuse to think more of the seeming journeys or states


that he then as he made his famous barbecue and the apple pie.


He loved to roll the dough, the leftover into cinnamon rolls,


and the stretches of time started to escape as


his mind and memory could flow into that silence to a


emotional meteor he thought he was often in yet


there it was, something of his mind in a remarriage!


The cool of the mint julep at the ranch...... 


and sounds came to him in frames of the,


way the ear deciphers, first an indistinguishable then



to a word partial meaning to finally an actuality of a sentence


connecting to the scene, now more than in progress!

how to stay in shape and more for the A-Z

peyote and drug abuse articles warn about the difficulties in actual use and the ceremonial of:


b/c there is always the world of the hallucination one must have experience.



I for one would be slow to use even though I have experience, there is a certain
preparation to the approach always,



I contacted various allies!

Swimming at the Y

downtown phoenix is a very party place along with the architecture known in various parts of the city.



The lanes for swimming laps are usually around noon full with the fitness of evecutives.


Its called the Sun YMCA, and the closest association for me goes to a Inca gold, earrings.



And Tattoo artisans.......

The art opening for the

the sculpture garden was a chance a coincidence or a writing



first!


I was hiking and visualizing a garden I might write about.


It was New Orleans in Spring, last year, and the flowers were


a wonder,



I went to the library and thought the third floor to haunt some book,



a kind of cavern to concentrate.......



The elevator was situated such that one might miss the whole thing,



or not; that day was won already and the garden was then an apparition,



It was a walkabout in an Oasis, not just a miracle of brain to



paper, but mind to heaven, creation there mindful,



one second to one second the image, the reality,



 a pose.



A still-life again



then:



(fades to Credits)




"the end of the short"



Then-----------------------






the ship is after all the sequel




a rainbow for your thoughts





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