So it was, on that first day in the month of February, the 14th year of the great 21st century, there was a great gathering of the tribes. The muses did spake, much work was done and Opera was made. The disparate tribes did put away their buisness and for a day, all were one. The Instrumental and the Vocal looked past their ancient difficulties. The Artistic they likewise answered the call. The Hedonistic, The Bohemians, their friends, their family and even the ones who did not understand the teachings of Belcanto. Even they heard and they too came, and they did sit upon the grass, they did listen and were made wise. Even the The dispossessed philharmonic wanderers from the dry desert plains of Free Loading did hear and they most certainly did come also. They all came, in their thousands upon thousands. A great multitude came and sat upon the grass. It was green and it was flat for there was a great spreading of sheets and blankets. The people together did share of the bounty of the farm and the orchard. It was A Great Picnic like unto those that had been called in the past yet greater than before, they said. And so... it did happen that there upon the grass there were some who hoped for better seating. A dominion some would say but all agreed, it was a domain, in fact The Domanin there, in the Town Of Sydney. That town, the one by the Harbour. The call went out, it was heard by the people and they came, they came and they came. In their multitudes they came. Some said that they came too late and could not find a good seat but the tribe of ACO, they were amongst the wisest. They spoke to those amongst themselves, those who had been before - who had wandered down - and the wise, they set out early. Saturday it was - 1st Feb 2014, the wise, the hungry and those elected by proxy did come and assemble their disparate energies before the Library of the State. New Southern Wales in the street of Macquarie at the stroke of One. Those wise in the way of picnics will then walk together, perhaps abreast to the green plains of The Domain. They will spread their blankets, their eskies, their food and their drink. A great sharing shall be made and Belcanto will be happy. As the lighting fades, a reward to touch the soul shall be given to these, the wise people of ACO who will consider their placement and their seat. They will be amongst the first to look and see that it was good.
Posted on: Sun, 26 Jan 2014 08:24:04 +0000
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