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A Sudden Second Sight

A Sudden Second sight It was long ago before horses became a status symbol and ponies were rich children´s toy that Egon fell to earth, from the hayloft down to the cow shed and he had an epiphany. He foresaw a world a world where there was no stigma attached to idleness, that it was normal to sleep, curtains drawn, to ten in the morning and have long brunch and not as now be served gruel. When he woke up it was 2013 and was told gruel was healthy kept you fit to get up at six in the morning and work twelve hours in an office, perform boring work that had no meaning other to keep people occupied and in the false knowledge of being useful. He had slept through the ages, except for lack of horse Manure in streets, nothing much had change, even the unemployed to draw curtains open before going to bed again… not working was still a stigma.

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Date: 7/11/2013 8:35:00 AM
i never saw employment in that sense before but a good point you do bring, enjoyed your write, ~always,... p.d.
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Jan Oskar Hansen
Date: 7/11/2013 1:47:00 PM
well it spells the end of the middle class
Date: 7/11/2013 7:19:00 AM
Jan - no sigma attached to idleness you say? Great news for me love, Kathy oopps - horse manure out of the streets is a good thing.
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Jan Oskar Hansen
Date: 7/11/2013 1:47:00 PM
horse manure is god for rose bushes

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