Even the all-powerful Pointing has no control about the blind texts it is an almost unorthographic life One day however a small line of blind text by the name of Lorem Ipsum decided to leave for the far World of Grammar. He lay on his armour-like back, and if he lifted his head a little he could see his brown belly, slightly domed and divided by arches into stiff sections.Ī wonderful serenity has taken possession of my entire soul, like these sweet mornings of spring which I enjoy with my whole heart. One morning, when Gregor Samsa woke from troubled dreams, he found himself transformed in his bed into a horrible vermin. The will to win, the desire to succeed, the urge to reach your full potential these are the keys that will unlock the door to personal excellence. However hard he threw himself onto his right, he always rolled back to where he was. “How about if I sleep a little bit longer and forget all this nonsense”, he thought, but that was something he was unable to do because he was used to sleeping on his right, and in his present state couldn’t get into that position. Drops of rain could be heard hitting the pane, which made him feel quite sad. Gregor then turned to look out the window at the dull weather. It showed a lady fitted out with a fur hat and fur boa who sat upright, raising a heavy fur muff that covered the whole of her lower arm towards the viewer. Here’s what people wearing on The StageĪ collection of textile samples lay spread out on the table – Samsa was a travelling salesman – and above it there hung a picture that he had recently cut out of an illustrated magazine and housed in a nice, gilded frame. A small river named Duden flows by their place and supplies it with the necessary regelialia. Separated they live in Bookmarksgrove right at the coast of the Semantics, a large language ocean.
When The Sun Goes Downįar far away, behind the word mountains, far from the countries Vokalia and Consonantia, there live the blind texts. And if she hasn’t been rewritten, then they are still using her. But nothing the copy said could convince her and so it didn’t take long until a few insidious Copy Writers ambushed her, made her drunk with Longe and Parole and dragged her into their agency, where they abused her for their projects again and again. The copy warned the Little Blind Text, that where it came from it would have been rewritten a thousand times and everything that was left from its origin would be the word “and” and the Little Blind Text should turn around and return to its own, safe country.
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