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Tale of the Papyrus

Once upon a time there lived a king. He was a loved king. Loved by his subjects and his followers. He lived when calendaring was not in vogue so its hard to say when this conversation took place. It is debatable if he had a queen. But if we pretend that he at least had a girl friend then here is what some of his dialog with her might have looked like - K: Hey honey I am home. GF: What have you been up to today? K: Well you know this and that and looking to see how I can help the poor souls out there. GF: You are such a nice dude, don't you get tired of helping? K: Well you know I am happiest when I do these things. GF: Oh that reminds me - there was this fella that stopped by asking if you were avaiable later to sit down for discussing rights to your autobiography. K: Hmm..really - that sounds flattering..what's to tell? GF: What do you mean - lots - people will always remember you by all the good you have been doing - doubt if there is going to be anyone that comes close in what you have accomplished.. K: Come now - that is silly - hugs her.. meantime the writer has been observing the goings on from a hill outside - what with the windowless abode where the King hung out and the breeze going, he starts jotting down some specifics on a papyrus. He comments that the King in fact has a queen and he has witnessed this himself. He proceeds to say that he Saves and this would be a good idea for generations to come (are you listening Obama/Ben? - SAVE not spend). After further scribbling on more papyrii he continues to talk about how the King looks up and says - the Clouds are coming (meaning pain and trouble - this was geek speak at the time for momentous commentary using metaphors), Today if you follow what the pundits in Silicon Valley are muttering its much the same - the CLOUD is coming - in some cases its already here.. where do you think you are going to store all those 10Mb digital memories from your trip to the ancient land and snazzy pics of all those papyrii?
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  1. RajendraSeptember 19, 2012 at 7:28 PM

    Clouding the brain certainly,... and what happens to the monsoons- do they disappear without or within THE CLOUD?

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