Welcome to all the new Vapelanders. I see many new people on here. Or have I just been not paying attention?
Light, breezes, scented with Honeysuckle and fresh green grass are caressing the Vapelandian landscape. The distant sound of cats purring, little girls giggling, and and men laughing, gently, can be heard. They twist and turn, reverberate, growing near, then far, in a Cyclonic, surround sound fashion, and when you hear the last little girl's giggle going....YardByrd suddenly appears! He is in the meadow, between the Highrise/Penthouse area and Tea Table setting Center of Vapeland. Seated on his faithful, Realm traveling perch, with a bevel cut on 1/4 of the "T" his black eyes glisten, he opens his wings slightly, and lifting his head, slightly opens his beak! The Platinum "YB" medallion around his neck glows Orange and you hear a deep, smooth, male, Latin, voice, translating his native language:
"Hail, lauds, greetings, and salutations from across the Realms Vapeland and all its citizens old and new! Monkey! I
KNOW you have been paying attention! The native Vapelandians continue to swell in numbers....however....there are many who fail to return to us for whatever the reason. Regardless, those of us with enough, whimsy, imagination, care, concern, and love of all things Vapelandian, return.
I like to believe that those who have sojourned to us and traveled on, like myself, still carry a small part of Vapeland in their, hearts, souls, imaginations, and flights of most pleasant fantasy and creativity!
Monkey, you, and our Caring msmorri, certainly still frequent our land. Alas...I must admit that as I travel the Realms it seems I find more and more to visit and this keeps me away. I am, though, never really far....I could not be far...from the magicked soil, the glittering air, the green, green grass, and this Realm of care!"
YardByrd pauses and inhaling deeply, physically swells, and releases a long easy, contented sigh, it's fiber and form a purplish red vapor that evaporates in tiny sparks and leaves the pronouced smell of strawberry cupcakes!
"So. I was in a very distant Realm and a tiny vibration reached me. Though small it was mighty! Infused with the wondrous Spell of this place, it's myriad positive energies, and amazing electricty it called me home. Home to this Realm. Apparently, Monkey, somehow, I heard you! I answered the call and disproved Thomas Wolfe: I
could go home again, home again to this Realm of the wondrous, this home of those who wish happy things, this resting place from the Realm of the "Real World", this portal to Zen-like delight, this joyous Sphere, this haunting but unhaunted land, the alluring realm of all things imaginative and delightful. This...our Vapeland! Viva La Vapeland! Viva la vita Vapeland! Viva Vapeland! CAW!"
Upon his final utterance YardByrd flaps his wings and rising from his faithful Realm traveling perch, rises -as if in slow motion- the Reddish-purplish sky of Vapeland gains a golden hue!
Going higher he sees all Vapelandians, some represented by their images, from the past, held tight in the heart of the land, mysterious, and ghost-like. Many new Vapelandians are there as well. Looking far to the West, those odd, ensorsceled Byrd eyes telescope in on the far Western desert and it's fabulous White marble castle. Suddenly, YardByrd, in finest Defender form, given to him by Monkey, is on the top of it's highest Parapet. He looks around happily and with one nod of that strange beak disappears. A scroll is left behind, and it suddenly unfurls, flying on to the Meadow grass. The smell of honeysuckle and newly mown grass are more pronounced. The scroll's message, its calligraphy shining gold is clearly visible.
"We do not need more intellectual power, we need more spiritual power. We do not need more of the things that are seen, we need more of the things that are unseen."
-Calvin Coolidge