Historical Landscape

Music=
1. Square One- Coldplay
2. 18- Moby

UFOtext=
Count Bling breathed in the thin air of Valloire & then turned to the
ambassador.
"Nick, about your daughter Astira, I have some good news. I made
contact with a couple from the planet Samos in the Ionian system. They
are teachers & they are willing to adopt Astira. Would you like to
meet them?"
"Why yes, of course, Astira is old enough to begin school." &
ambassador Starkoski nodded to the Count.

Later that day the Count, the Ambassador & the Greek couple met &
discussed Astira's education. The young Greek couple explained that
their small unknown academy by the sea emphasized athletics, music,
the three "R"s & galactic history.
"I think Astira will be very happy." said the young woman with
sincerity.
"But," interjected the Ambassador, "what will Astira be able to do in
real life when she graduates from your academic hideaway?"
At this question the young man spoke," In a sense Ambassador
Starkoski, no one ever graduates- Astira will know how to use &
believe her own eyes & she will know how to use & believe her own
reasoning. Her education recognizes no authority apart from reality &
it never stops." Aristarchus paused to read the minds of the
Ambassador & the Count.
"But trully Ambassador, I feel that Astira will be very happy to begin
her exploration of galactic history on our island planet." & Athena
gazed sympathetically into the eyes of Ambassador Starkoski.

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iPad

iPad

Music=
1. No Air- Jordin Sparks & Chris Brown

UFOtext=
Astira
do it Now
Lyric Talk
down the rabbit hole..........
hearts or spades?
blueberry lake & coffee ground
beneath a blowing sky
beneath a snowy sun
beneath the falling stars

why is the globe obsessed-
with pain & angels?
why not smiles on mortals?
why not roses in winter?
( sleeping in the arms of night,
beneath the dreaming stars....)

bring the wisdom of the sea
to the landlocked hearts....
bring the height of the mountain
to the hearts of the valley.....

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The Cloak Of Spring

The Cloak Of Spring

Music=
1. It Don't Come Easy- Ringo Starr
2. Take Me With You- Prince & The Revolution

UFOtext=
Marc Valentine considered the Count of Monte Sano a paradox- on the
one hand a well known & estabolished Parisian figure, on the other
hand a cloaked mystery materialized in thin air. Before his arrival in the Spring of
Paris four years previous, there existed no information in the public
domain on a so called Count of Monte Sano. None. A blank space in
time. The Swiss Baron searched the historical archives on the galactic
network and found only an earlier reference to a similar mystery- a so
called Count of Monte Samos who died tragically at the hands of
Turkish smugglers. Could this whisper of history awaken the eye to
another facet of the same jewel?

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Touché

Touché

Music=
1. The Two Sides of Monsieur Valentine- Spoon

UFOtext=
The Greek ambassador thrust forward and bowed curtly to the Count of
Monte Sano.
"My dear Count, could I interest you in the purchase of one our Ionian
planets. A remote planetary paradise surely holds appeal to one such
as yourself."
"Indeed," replied the Count thoughtfully, feigning intrigue as he
gazed into space.
"At times Paris is but a gilded cage, a remote hideaway could restore
my balance." And then the Count turned his gaze upon the Greek
ambassador, and he spoke in earnest,
"But it is not for me to tempt my fate with cavalier purchase.
However, I believe I can assist your noble cause."
"You can?" said the ambassador, a fazed look crossing his face.
"Why yes," said the Count.
"Have you heard of Paradox Shipping?"
The ambassador thought for a long moment and said nothing.
The Count smiled, "Not many people far from the Silk Path know of
Paradox Shipping. From time to time they conduct large transactions in
bars of pure gold. You see, they frown upon intricate financial
instruments and the fiat currencies of our galaxy."
The ambassador seemed wary of uncharted waters, but the allure of gold
cash rose like the sun, and so finally he asked, " How do I make
contact with Paradox Shipping?"
At this the Count turned away and gazed upon a young woman dressed
smartly as if she were a Turkish princess.
"I suggest you contact my fencing companion, a Monsieur Valentine."

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