When I was a child I was fascinated by tales of Aladdin and the Arabian Nights. Just imagine; magic carpets that could actually fly!
My carpet is only a couple of feet wide and about four feet long. It is made out of vacuum molded plastic and rubber foam rather than fine fabric and wool. However, I imagine that no Prince of Araby has ever had a more entertaining ride than the rides my carpet has favored me with.
I drop swiftly from the heights, gliding faster and faster all the way down, only to be lifted again as the moving mountain overtakes me.
At times I am suspended by the merest edge of the board, hanging in space over a hollow chasm. At times I am launched completely into space, soaring through the air with no visible means of support.
and my carpet snuggles into the velvet shoulder of a wave, providing a sensation of such smooth power and acceleration as only a genie might otherwise experience.
What a treat! Won’t you let me take you for a magic carpet ride?
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