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Those, veritable reasons gleaming that few treasure and glean through the porous mess of the skin’s touch, even befor probable seein a light or hearing a tone.
That return, eternally longed for is here, right now, everlasting without hindrance or introduction.
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…swapping teas, for sulphurs.
Solid (literally) results are more important than taste/savouring of flavours, right now… so (literally) firming things up [nicely].
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I guess a severely intolerance-restricted diet was bound to lead to at least one deficiency… of a crucial key-component, of the physically-related kind.
The essential ingredient of fighting bad humors:
I learned the use of sea salt in water prepared so , to al leave bad humors that form out of negative energy, and to ward them off; in the following manne:
Fill a cup to 2/3 rd with sea salt then fill with water, then place cup in a place where in your dwelling negative energy is reply to abound. If the water remains clear after a week or so, there is no negativity, and the cup can be moved to another portion of the dwelling. However if the luquid becomes unclear and murky, then there is a lot of negativity residing there, and a lengthy process of decontamination is in order until clarity is achieved.
The water used in an extended function, diluted to a drinkable form , may be used as the base to be brew green or any other ‘organic ‘ perfection, as a block against self same negation of bad humors.
To add…
A daily pre-breakfast shot, of… a sulphur/a tripeptide/sodium ascorbate-mix.
A daily pre-dinner drink, of… hydrolysed protein peptides.
A weekly/post-weights pre-bedtime cup, of… an adaptogen x Irish sea moss, to aid with a swift post-workout recovery.
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I will get back to the ‘delicious’ Oolong Formosa, at some point.
Le couleur… 
I went to an Indian restaurant yesterday, and the tea was incredible, a darker flavor more with some character other than other Indian brews. It was a buffet, and for once, it really was a complete meal. Tempted, I did not go back for another plate full, and the name of the tea? Must return again and find out what it was. Yours look lighter and more like a heavy, liquior-ish brew.
Now I must confess, I wrote this here to forget the tears after returning to the Hiroshima piece, to which we plan to return this coming Xmas.
I’m listening to Chopin.
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(The real one , not the one you need to mowe)
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…yes, a cup’a tea 
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(The real one , not the one you need to mowe)
…some oolong, but not too strong.
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…having just a hibiscus/lotus herbal-blend today, it’s good for the internal organs, you know…
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…listening to his complete Nocturnes compendium, on repeat, till dawn… I wonder if he knew just how beautiful his finished works would be? …ethereal… wistful… complete…
That’s a hard one, George sand done him wrong , or so it goes, so young, like Mozart, saw his modest grave, almost nobody going to see him there, most went to the doors’ lead ‘s grave,
Everything seems to happen still in the city of light, it reflects it’s preeminence, it still vibrates within the lost generation Gertrude stein’s star not dimmed, nor her tutor William James, and the beat goes on.
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Tea glorious tea. [I wonder if such price-tags make those teas taste any better 
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Surely the taste must be many levels above, but usually it’s the snobbery associated with the brand that can sustain such high price.
Course, I wouldn’t know even if I was filthy rich.
The last time I had somewhat diluted prices over an authentic setting was in Bictoria Island off Canada in the Empress Horel, at afternoon tea.
It came with pastry and other delectables.
Having been to a tea ceremony, I recall -after much pomp and ceremony- that the flavour/s was/were very subtle and smooth… ¿but was that due to using the freshest of leaf tips alone, or due to the shrub/tree used to make it?
…they did say which/what, but I can’t recall… must have been from a specific strain of camellia leaf-buds, I’m sure… the buds, being much more costly than leaf-tips, due to size/scarcity.
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…it would seem that the other diners weren’t impressed with the Empress either… was it near the falls?
No, I don’t recall, but yes, maybe, should have gone and see, but time was so short and our trip prearranged accordingly to fit it.
…if the falls were nearby you would have felt a shift to cool and damp conditions in the air, from the usual atmospheric conditions… even from a mile or two off.
I didn’t pay attention, well not much, had it been hot, I would have noticed it, so the presence of falls, which I really even know of , and believe me at a young age, the tea at 5 thing was our agenda.
Victoria Falls, now come on, who could not have heard of it nowadays? Maybe an alien perhaps.
I was just a kid back in the day
Ahhh, the excitement of youth… I remember it well.
I visited a rapid (a mini waterfall, though it looked like a full-sized version to me 
) once, but I can’t remember for the life of me when it was or where, but I do remember the cold clammy dampness of the air descending all around us… could have been Russia with Art college… 
Just because we get older doesn’t mean that we should lose the exuberance of youth, with a grown-up spin on it of course… otherwise one would be a right royal pain on a majestic scale.
Tell me about it that is why Prinz Harry and all privileged classes seek the embrace of Capital, the Nuevo aristocracy? But then?
I’m kinda glad I’m not in those kinds of melees… imagine not being able to do anything right, even when you’re right/in the right.
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…regardless of everything, I will always feel for them… but can they make a good/great/fantastic cup of tea though.
Hah! Lol!
