a thought from across the pond

have-been I invited by a <strike>lover</strike> to court pleasure of machines and I would, but some sounds are only sweet to a human ear and some words machines have yet to learn and sometimes it is the look and feel (rather than patronage) which sets a tone; that christian book has your template (but not, of course, the Christian Book). and so, Delphi is a spur; of tenebrous arts, one has sometimes the need to offend the immortals with my vacillating mit upon their quill more fit for the role of a fool but who can tempt the beatings of a heart? it knows not of procedure or prudence, only of movements of the heart.