you will be aware of the wisdom associated with eating what is good for you, when it is good for you. and too much salt will kill you like an overly well muscled right arm might...
lichen armour (how wonderful)
lichen thrives in good clean air: it is the oddest oldest rocksucker. to me for what it is worth, lichen takes me back to the far north of norway and the north west high bits of england, where there is stillness and clarity. and lichen is low range 3d marquetry that chronicles my life.
anyway. you enumerate what has wound you round the axle and oddly enough (knot) it is done in a way that alternately delights and confuses the reader.
this demographic clumsiness suits me entirely for i care little for the reader scratching his or her chin.
'Counting Coup in Indian wars would be when a warrior would hit his enemy with a stick. This would change the enemies energy, by just letting him know that you are not frightened and if you had really wanted to hurt him you could have. This act of physically touching your enemy without seriously hurting him can disarm the enemy. It creates an opportunity for the enemy to think about, and consider what he is doing and gives him a chance to remember that all life is sacred.'
after that bombardment of well placed words,
has the brave warrior added a few
to an already impressive headdress,
or added a few more notches on the coup stick,
it is a real treat to return here.
(and, before i forget to mention it,
it was very kind of you to leave us the
scoring points in a war of words
requires bravado. it is not for the meek.
its a bit like dealing with naughty children. 'if you