THERE ARE OTHER WORLDS THAN THESE

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Avenoir is the desire for memory to flow backwards.  To see your life's memories ahead of schedule.  To view your life from afar.  To understand the path ahead of time.  

Time, for that matter, is a peculiar thing on Avenoir Road.  Along this lost highway, doors to strange and fascinating worlds  beckon you, urging to be find life, through your eyes alone.  

Welcome. 

When the flush of a newborn sun fell first on Edens green and gold, Our father Adam sat under the Tree and scratched with a stick in the mold; And the first rude sketch that the world has seen was a joy to his mighty heart, Till the devil whispered behind the leaves: “It’s pretty, but is it Art?
— Rudyard Kipling
 

GREAT IDEAS WAIT IN THE ETHER

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