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    Asymmetrical arrangement of toast on platter.
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Festive toast platter courtesy of Jennifer Pallian at unsplash.com (may be cookies, but close enough).
Needs butter. Real butter not margarine or low cal squeeze from a bottle crap that dribbles out like puss from a wound but churned by hand from the milk of grass-fed, free range contented virgin cows, put to bed each night with stories and Bach. Oven baked. 350°. Fifteen minutes.
Shout out to Sacha Black 52 Words Week 26
 
  
        Published on June 29, 2017 19:27
    
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  Wind Eggs
      
“Wind Eggs” or, literally, farts, were a metaphor from Plato for ideas that seemed to have substance but that fell apart upon closer examination. Sadly, this was his entire philosophy of art and poetr
  “Wind Eggs” or, literally, farts, were a metaphor from Plato for ideas that seemed to have substance but that fell apart upon closer examination. Sadly, this was his entire philosophy of art and poetry which was that it was a mere simulacrum or copy which had nothing to offer us and was more likely to mislead.
As much as I admire Plato I think the wind eggs exploded in his face and that art and literature have more to tell us, because of their emotional content, than the dry desert winds of philosophy alone. ...more
  As much as I admire Plato I think the wind eggs exploded in his face and that art and literature have more to tell us, because of their emotional content, than the dry desert winds of philosophy alone. ...more
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