I have decided to create a post as a pillar in space and time. This one. I hope I can nail in enough posts to mark my fence space/time line divide. Sigh, sullen sad stares into the distance. The stars are playing with my brainwaves again. I am going to be sharing some old blog … Continue reading trapped in a mirror, transcend the barrier
Chapter 13 – Sea monster meets Land predator. The dragon is sad so it goes to the sea. When one is in turmoil and needs some release, many a soul goes to the sea. The salty water provides healing and release, it washes away the infectious mistakes. Saline. It’s a saline solution. 1 The dragon stood … Continue reading Revelation Annotations 12
Inspire, or model, the way to be, like me, like me, like me, copy me like me. Copy me, initiate imitate, copy hollow clone. I repeat myself. I repost my posts. Guise, lies, mise, nise, pies, quise, rise, sighs, ties vise, wise, size, bise, cise, dies, eyes, fies, highs, kies Summa, soma, Sumer, summer. Pelagia, … Continue reading Summarise, not plagiarise. Recognise, revitalise.
Well done, look how far you've come It is 6:56am, Monday morning on the day - March forth. Out of the valley. The valley of death, the valley of dry bones. Ezekiel 37 was always my favourite biblical story. It speaks of a valley of dried bones, and the prophet spoke the word of god … Continue reading Rise up and march, my Skelita-on amoury
Ready, aim, fire. Put out the fire. Extinguish the flames of fiery thought with thick, gelatinous words. For words are sounds that have form. Spew forth from the hose of your throat, an ethereal concoction invisible as germs. Puppet masters manipulate shepherds. Plant the seed of thoughts and ideas into your gooey brain. It may … Continue reading Your words are sperm
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ekpM8eD3LM4 Spin and circle the drain with me. Hold my hands and we can twirl like Jack and Rose did when they danced aboard the Titanic! Where am I? Somewhere over the rainbow It's called the Wonder(ful) land of Oz. 1 And the fifth angel sounded, and I saw a star fall from heaven to … Continue reading The red sky has fallen; had you forgotten?
We tell stories to share knowledge, information, and ourselves with other people. Through the use of narrative, we are able to communicate and connect with others. This connection is what gives us strength and hope to face the dawn of each new day. Without love, it is so easy to give up and break apart … Continue reading Why do we tell stories? What purpose does it even serve?
Although I was one of the very first to be awakened and manifest into existence with them… I was the first to be different in such a way that it could not be unmade or unseen. It was perceived as a public defiant act of rebellion. The other 3 muttered and grumbled I was disrupting … Continue reading The rebellion was not what you think
Weaving the wyrd threads into twine. Braid a rope, not a tapestry. The guilt-free is guilty, the guiltless guiles. The accused and the innocent in a tailspin with over some thing, some one thing. No, nothing. No face which to face. I am a far too many faceted being to stick to anything long enough … Continue reading Kitsune cannot explain this
I am everything. I am in everything. Everything is of me. And if I am so far spread across all of existence within the context of space and time... then I'm really not any thing. I have no substance. I am nothing. I am hollow. An ever expanding universe that cannot stop until I succumb … Continue reading I found myself and why it was so hard.
See my red dress that was torn during our fall. The tear through spacetime fabric, fight to regain control. I see them all walk by, their noses upturned high. Our cries fall on deaf ears, too proud to match our eyes. All torn down. For no reason, it's not the season. Gather the legion before … Continue reading Enter the black door
I got a new pair of shoes yesterday. I'm so keen as beans to wear them out. Going to stroll around the mountains today. The mountains and the seas meet at my feet. The Calla Lily has a matching mountain upon her ankle. For she is strong as a mountain, I am turbulent as the … Continue reading If the shoe fits
"Because he reminded me of someone I used to be," she told him.
"If you always knew how it would end," she said, "you might have at least saved us both the trouble."
"The present is just so many possible futures, waiting all together in a crowded room," she told him, as she moved away.
She gave of herself once more, to show him how cruel he could be.
"I can forgive you for being unfaithful," he said, "but not for being indiscreet."
"Avalanche," she said to herself, using a secret language that only they understood.
A fade out transitional force, wiping out the memory this former Final Fantasy of kool. K is petite and 7/8 length capri's are actually ideal for my 157cm (5'2") tall form; my footprints are also small as I wear size 5 feet, (when you were sleeping, I remembered what I had to mention and then … Continue reading Witch final fantasy takes on morpheus 7/8
Bursting and gurgling forth, I am a glorious gargoyle. Purging forth the waters, pooling on the pavement, splattering on your shoes. On hands and knees I cough and splutter, be careful to not step in my puddle. K 2011.