Disappointment after disappointment meeting after meeting clients inebriated with the magnificent clouds we discuss the mountain sitting atop the mist and fog below nothing only the great beyond mountain as metaphor for struggle survival life lived in defiance animated puppets striving to climb higher to reach the mountain peak love is born out of this bitter disappointment this endless need to meet
Master knows nothing more than language these speech acts resolve no feelings hurt arguments show no love invest no energy overflow the fountain liquid spilling onto the tiles within the cave where we create a bond answer drunken patrons empty pointless questions about what's in the clouds distilled from the ether of ambrosia what more could they ask for or seek yeasts ferment the sugars within the mountain streams the air rises with heat
Apparently the clouds form like cotton candy clients eat by the quart foregoing their ascent patrons stop to visit our small monastery figuring out the trap much too late novices decline to return home electing to stay on to help run the temple cover the dead with shrouds creature comforts are few within our tradition we collect the berry travelers on the slopes find edible get drunk ask about the blue dome
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