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For meaning making machines.

I was looking through some draft posts and came across the following lines. Can’t remember writing them if indeed I did or what they were referring to. Reading them now has me thinking of  some group bike rides I’ve been on! Odd that because the rides have mostly been good as far as my conscience memory serves me. Maybe I was having an off day… 

Theme.

Incursion.

Nods. O hais.

Greetings. Not.

Click. Click. Click.

Mouthaching smiles.

Time for a distraction.

Enter violence on legs.

Awkward and misaligned.

Away with them. Superimposed.

Floating. Directional. Implicit. Rage.

*Friends* together.

Pool continues.

Broiling Rage.

On the edge.

Eyes down.

Mocks.

By monaxle

Dad to four boys. Married to their mum. A satisficer. Lifelong cyclist, wannabe nomad, casual snapper and music lover. Occasional glimmers of creativity. Left field, anti establishment and non conformist tendencies. Green politics. Employment in mental health and children and adults social care. Open to learning, development and growth. Often get things wrong. Sometimes getting them right.

Current digital profile along the lines of #Mastodon, #Ubuntu, #NextcloudPi, #Thunderbird, #LibreOffice, #Gimp, #DigiKam, #KeePassXC, #Brave and #StandardNotes. It’s all #foss to me.

Views and opinions are my own or plagiarised and/or paraphrased from elsewhere. Whether these are right, wrong, misinformed or inspired is pretty much down to chance and your own judgement. Be well, be happy, be safe.

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