For a long time, I have tried to look out of the great pyramid to see exactly what I looked like. Then One day, the outer casing of the pyramid was taken out and here I am strong, all the false covering have been taken out. I am extraordinary, direct and willing to be seen. I am a tall dark cyprees trees in a cemetery, I have seen it all, the suffering human harbours and you can now see me too.For a long time I have drunk a very weak cup of tea just trying to balance out my inner and outer world so that I can respond to the challenge of everyday life and still be with people. But oh well I have enough, I am ready to drink the whole potion and get the darkness out of myself so I can truly shine and fly high out of the pie..I was the hermit in the mountain, painting on the ceiling of a cave all that I was and all that I will be, painting the world what it was andf all that it will be, painting beauty what it was and all that it will be. I was an alligator swimming slowly through a swamp trying my best to meet my end goal. I am now an elegant women sitting on a porch waiting for you to come and see what was created … I have a goal is to show you something different we are maybe in a terrarium filled with carnivorous plants yet we can make it wonderful.
This Saturday at the Restart Party, we haven't managed to repair my poor mobile phone ( PART 1) . Luckily, one of the members of the Hackspace have a spare one that is happy to lend me until I am able to repair my own. I accept gratefully. I get home and get myself two spares part to replace the screen on my mobile phone. They arrived at home. I put them in a drawer. They stay there. The current mobile phone that was lent to me is perfectly convenient for the time being. I forget to bring the replacement screen at the next restart party and I come to learn that the person who lent me the mobile phone has gone and will never come back to Leicester and I will not find a way to give it back to him. I accept fate. Months pass by and I never manage to repair my old mobile phone. it is somewhere in a drawer with its spare parts. I forget about it. I have a working phone in my hands. Until this Sunday morning after having repaired the bottom drawer of a cupboard, the scre...
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