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The morning after, a dark night had passed along with lack of sleep and worry. The ocean called; it’s long scream broke the dawn. Along the shore the...

Major Phyllis entered the room, “Good Evening, sir!” “It happens to be four in the morning. Don’t you sleep, WW?” uttered Richard Whyte , Head of the...

Chapter Three All that weekend, I couldn’t keep my mind off that scene in the passage of Clem being intercepted – for that was what had happened. If...

I very much approve of the Rhymoceros. Image source Flicker.com licence CC BY-NC-SA 2.0 photographer Ned Trifle

. The Promise Of Heaven By Paul McCann The promise of heaven after this life is on going and has always been a reality for me and even though I don’t...

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. Love Is Where we belong By Paul McCann Yes I belong with you , our love is strong and true As long as life goes on In my heart you belong In every...

It's derived from Pataphysics, it's more than a metaphor. Pataphysics is a fore-runner - not to say a strand - of surrealism. There, that's my title justified. Image is a screenshot, is it my copyright or wikipedia.org's? Good question. I take full responsibility.

The month began without gaps tongue to tongue We kissed through laughter Held thighs between thighs Stroked trails of tingles with soft fingers...