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Sherpa English: Pick/Take Up The Slack and Cut/Give Some Slack

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This blog is for my friends from around the world who aspire to climb a mountain, but need a local guide who knows the way to the top and is willing to carry them there. Wednesday, June 1, 2011. Pick/Take Up The Slack and Cut/Give Some Slack. Australian Centerfold: Some other kangaroo is going to have to pick up the slack for this one. I have two idioms for you today. The first one is Pick Up or Take Up The Slack. To do the work which someone else has stopped doing, but which still needs to be done.

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Incan Roads: February 2011

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A configuration of lines that appear meaningless and absurd unless one somehow ascend in order to discern their mysterious design; only then can these roads transport. Each is an enigma, and often the inspiration for fantastic explanations. No one can really say who made these lines nor why so much time was invested in their construction, nor why they acquire meaning only when glimpsed from the level of the clouds. Thus is poetry. Friday, February 25, 2011. Building A Way Into The Blood Of The Stars.

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Incan Roads: A Kiss Is All The Gravity...

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A configuration of lines that appear meaningless and absurd unless one somehow ascend in order to discern their mysterious design; only then can these roads transport. Each is an enigma, and often the inspiration for fantastic explanations. No one can really say who made these lines nor why so much time was invested in their construction, nor why they acquire meaning only when glimpsed from the level of the clouds. Thus is poetry. Wednesday, January 28, 2015. A Kiss Is All The Gravity. Is all the gravity.

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Incan Roads: Afterglow

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A configuration of lines that appear meaningless and absurd unless one somehow ascend in order to discern their mysterious design; only then can these roads transport. Each is an enigma, and often the inspiration for fantastic explanations. No one can really say who made these lines nor why so much time was invested in their construction, nor why they acquire meaning only when glimpsed from the level of the clouds. Thus is poetry. Monday, December 15, 2014. Into the trembling room,. Into the night,.

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Incan Roads: February 2015

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A configuration of lines that appear meaningless and absurd unless one somehow ascend in order to discern their mysterious design; only then can these roads transport. Each is an enigma, and often the inspiration for fantastic explanations. No one can really say who made these lines nor why so much time was invested in their construction, nor why they acquire meaning only when glimpsed from the level of the clouds. Thus is poetry. Monday, February 23, 2015. In my imagination I decide. I continue to make ...

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Incan Roads: June 2015

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A configuration of lines that appear meaningless and absurd unless one somehow ascend in order to discern their mysterious design; only then can these roads transport. Each is an enigma, and often the inspiration for fantastic explanations. No one can really say who made these lines nor why so much time was invested in their construction, nor why they acquire meaning only when glimpsed from the level of the clouds. Thus is poetry. Sunday, June 21, 2015. Cardinals Beside Prayer Flags. And, occasionally,.

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Incan Roads: Mystery Of The Chariot

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A configuration of lines that appear meaningless and absurd unless one somehow ascend in order to discern their mysterious design; only then can these roads transport. Each is an enigma, and often the inspiration for fantastic explanations. No one can really say who made these lines nor why so much time was invested in their construction, nor why they acquire meaning only when glimpsed from the level of the clouds. Thus is poetry. Thursday, June 4, 2015. Mystery Of The Chariot. Of wheels making time.

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Incan Roads: Cardinals Beside Prayer Flags

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A configuration of lines that appear meaningless and absurd unless one somehow ascend in order to discern their mysterious design; only then can these roads transport. Each is an enigma, and often the inspiration for fantastic explanations. No one can really say who made these lines nor why so much time was invested in their construction, nor why they acquire meaning only when glimpsed from the level of the clouds. Thus is poetry. Sunday, June 21, 2015. Cardinals Beside Prayer Flags. And, occasionally,.

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Incan Roads: July 2015

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A configuration of lines that appear meaningless and absurd unless one somehow ascend in order to discern their mysterious design; only then can these roads transport. Each is an enigma, and often the inspiration for fantastic explanations. No one can really say who made these lines nor why so much time was invested in their construction, nor why they acquire meaning only when glimpsed from the level of the clouds. Thus is poetry. Tuesday, July 7, 2015. Hymn To The Winds of Heaven. O, you divine breaths.

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Incan Roads: Hymn To The Winds of Heaven

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A configuration of lines that appear meaningless and absurd unless one somehow ascend in order to discern their mysterious design; only then can these roads transport. Each is an enigma, and often the inspiration for fantastic explanations. No one can really say who made these lines nor why so much time was invested in their construction, nor why they acquire meaning only when glimpsed from the level of the clouds. Thus is poetry. Tuesday, July 7, 2015. Hymn To The Winds of Heaven. O, you divine breaths.