The story was of how this group of kidnappers stole the son of a royal or noble family and enslaved him to become a performer while the others stole jewelery and money from the captivated audience. The young man had the supernatural ability to tell what any member of the audience had witnessed, been part of, or had heard of in their travels to come see the show. In the days when there was no other way to hear of the world, this probably might have been a big deal. The poor fellow was starting to look a little worse for wear and I think he was slowly going mad from mistreatment.
I dream a lot about performances that aren't as they seem. I wonder if that alone means anything.
Devious Comments
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It isn't the cards you're dealt that matters, it's how you play them.
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The world is not #000000 and #ffffff.... it's more of a mottled #cccccc. [link]
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The world is not #000000 and #ffffff.... it's more of a mottled #cccccc. [link]
Perhaps it's a subconscious suggestion at your being a performer at heart, or maybe you're an illusionist who doesn't know it.
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The world is not #000000 and #ffffff.... it's more of a mottled #cccccc. [link]
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