Dear Followers,
I have failed once again. If I but tried to preserve the flare that kept this religion alive, the world would be a better place, for this I am certain. Some might argue this was a safer route for our pilgrimage, i.e. no route at all; but I beg to differ! We only procrastinated, and that is a stage every true follower must go through.
Before we gather more servants, before we resurrect again as a more divine and stronger religion, we shall cherish and support others that try to make the web world happier and safer place.
First we start with a cloud...a cloud that is floating the websky, sharing space and data with other clouds, storing valuable possessions of innocent users and keeping them safe...
Let me introduce Neebo Cumulonimbus! He was kind enough to share his poem with us, so I invite everyone to keep his poem alive:)
Until the next post,
Your humble servant and Emissary,
Phonemma
May The Linguistics Be With You!
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