Quest word that I have to look up and learned something new today. An age-old method of communication using signal flags. The word's origin is Greek, meaning sign and carrier.

I rest on one eye, a circle of sight; A peanut once wore me, a tycoon might. One lens of class from another age’s role.

From the Czech Republic, my origins are west, though Prague is the capital known best. A country long forgotten, not tied to Parisian artists of notoriety, for they refused to comply with the rest.

They can be Happy They can be birth. They can be dark. They can be cake. They can even be ones that will go down in infamy. But they come one at a time and you never get them back, so don’t waste them.

Dreamers know life is not a calamity, But using me and the elements is just a fantasy. And ego and hubris drive one’s vanity To seek gold from lead using . . .