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Click hereShe is his willing cup, so let him pour
and fill her to the brim with all his mind
has mixed. This master brewer tries to find
the best vintage, but this will never floor
her. His attentiveness lies at the core
of all she holds so precious. It's combined
with such a sense of being, she's inclined
to wait for him, in the hope there is more;
She is his willing cup. She'll quench an ache.
He drains her; but, she is eager to try
a further filling, that will surely wake
acceptance of the very reasons why
he pours demands (which she is made to take
and other vessels can't hope to supply).
I enjoyed your metaphoric journey of being the vessel waiting to be filled with the brewing knowledge that continues to fill and fulfill your soul..... Again, thanks for sharing.
but you are leading with the first line,
um, I think your friend (DM) tried to shame me about not being Cartesian
"pours demands" was a minor surprise
Question for you, is there anything below the surface of this, it looks both linear and one dimensional, and within the code rather flat. True this brew is not my taste, but I fived for craft. And it did not look like a walk through.
of the Willin' Cup in firm Masterful Grip !! Nirvana !!