Strelnikov
4th Level Red Feather
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- May 7, 2001
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Picture yourself in a mountain meadow. Wild flowers splash color across the green, green grass. Birds are singing in the cool, crisp mountain air. You can see for miles. Nobody else knows this place. No one can find you there. You're in total seclusion from that place called THE WORLD.
The breeze sighs gently in the pines. The gentle sound of a mountain stream fills the air with a cascade of serenity. The water is so clear that you can easily make out the face of the person whose head you are holding under the water.
Then you let them up for a gasp of air... then BLAM! Back under the freezing water! Over and over again!
There now...feeling better?
Strelnikov
The breeze sighs gently in the pines. The gentle sound of a mountain stream fills the air with a cascade of serenity. The water is so clear that you can easily make out the face of the person whose head you are holding under the water.
Then you let them up for a gasp of air... then BLAM! Back under the freezing water! Over and over again!
There now...feeling better?
Strelnikov