*is blown away* Wow. I love how you equate Voltaire with snow in Canada, and the words you use, such fabulous words. A lyrical work of art.

Oh I like this very much.

You are a lifesaver. (I am suffering from writer's block, and you inspire me to write.)

interesting, took a bit of thinking to grasp the whole of it, which is a feat all in its self, very well written

Wow, there's so much here. I feel like I need to read it a dozen more times before I can grasp it. It's so rich.

This is a really nice one. I like the repetition of 'you know' and for some reason I think the last bit about Engels with his dark necktie is very cool.

and the frantic pacing

of life is mirrored perfectly in this, with David's Roman socialist fountain

and the snow in Canada, which Voltaire really

should not be talking about without having visited

it

but alas, there is no use

remonstrating Voltaire, I'm better off listening to the rushing of David's Roman

socialist fountain and

dreaming of Canadian snow.

EG