And so goes the motor of a dish life; and through the sands of time, so goes the "0" of the motor as does each day of life. Each problem you fixed up was only your time to search for cause; one dish is all that is required. When all is settled, it's your dish, receptor, and receiving life. I myself can fix mined owned myself; I am glad you made it to your finish line, done! Your dish, your home; no channel un-found. It must be done, there is only time. And like sands through an hourglass, so go the days of our life. Thank you, you original!
richyrich,
I really enjoyed your post...there for an instant you took me back to my youth as your post is reminiscent of the flower children of the sixties, minus all the talk of love, piece and war.
Sam