My sourdough is in a sad shape! I had left it to stew in it's little crock in the fridge but today when I pulled it out to play with it it looks funny! And not in a good way. It smells fine, and by fine I mean super nasty in the sourdough sort of way, but it doesn't resemble any sort of sourdough I have ever seen before. I'm glad I didn't toss my sweetened sourdough...
So what is it that I want to do? I'd really like to master the fingerboard, once and for all and just be done with that.
woohoo
kin 17: Red Self-Existing Earth
I Define in order to Evolve
Measuring Synchronicity
I seal the Matrix of Navigation
With the Self-Existing tone of Form
I am guided by the power of Space
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