The Famous Literary Group

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We are

one of the very few literary groups who cares more of a bottle of Jack than of you. Yet, you are here going through the work of such people. And the sights are heavy on you; and it is not sights of understanding. But you do not look away for that you believe in the correctness of your doing; the attention is merely surreal - and the response is indifference; and y are famous* - sippin’ Jack with us.

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And there the tree stems, as magnificent as an old deer, peacocking with wide tall green crown and glossy leaves

rooted in soil as the famous castle

and one can hear the air humming through and the branches crack simultaneously with the hearts and the bones and the teeth… And the antlers

The tendency to explore, the desire to understand, and the need to sound, predestines you to wonder, to contemplate, and to accept the feeling, for a glass of a whiskey., It is not the glass that makes the whiskey, it is the journey from the field to the bottle., You prepare a fermentation set, out of the nicest and strongest wood, you throw in grounded corn; rye and malted barley, then add some yeast, brown sugar and hot water., The fermentation gives off a strong odour, but you love it., You keep it in the basement, away from the sun., You keep it at 34 C, To favour the yeast., After three days of the fermentation, you separate the pulp from the juice., You assemble your distillation set, distillation flask; burner; condensation pipe, thermometer; collection flask., you got 100 litres of fermented corn; rye; malted barley, you got same sized whiskey barrel, but the volume of the distillation flask, is 2 litres., The distilling is a slow process., The thermometer shows 80 C, ethanol is sliding down the condensation pipe, you watch every drip., First batch is ready, your chest is tingling., You pick the shiniest glass, give it the unnecessary wipe, include a few ice cubes, and pour it in., You feel the connection with the glass, with the basement, and yourself., You are in a sacred place, your whiskey is on the table, you take it in your palm, you smell it., It is the finest drink, thirty seconds old., It tastes like distilled port wine, just super strong, emphasized with a subtle flavour of the brown sugar., The Drink with The Journey., ** The End **

Foreword

Subject to Change

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by Charles IV

Story of The Past Written in Present Tense is Subject to Change.

If we agree on the fact that people act out of habit most of the time and that our behaviour is predestined by behaviour of others, then building up your own behaviour pattern that is new and have positive impact on the people around you is: fighting off what is predestined and creating your own future and also building up the destiny for other people.

The destiny however is set tightly and many times in history happened that those who managed to rapture through the traditional behavioural pattern and produced new perspectives on the world were standing all by themselves facing the destiny of other people.

There have been many who did not manage or partially managed to withstand the oppression and as a result their growth toward their own potential was slowed down, channelled, or suppressed. The society’s destiny acted like the oppressor of the mind and as a consequence of it, the full potential of the secondary life purpose took a bullet in the back of its head. Just like The Man.