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“The God who answers by fire, He is God.”
[Continuing the hymn-for-Sundays series] They called on Baal to burn the bull – they called and bawled, but no fire fell. But God sent fire that was...
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The Rulers Of Lalaland
The Rulers Of Lalaland By Paul McCann In lalaland where kids rule , parents and other grown-ups have to answer to the wishes and demands of children...
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The Story of Johnny Oh
I was asked to make a character to play in an Roleplaying game called "Changeling," many years ago. It was an interesting thing. And, well... I do...
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The Warden's Game
I found myself in a clearing, coming out of the woods, wading through thick snow. It was a very cold evening, and the sun had already set. I was...
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Dead Man: 3
The bus was crowded, as usual. Workers heading into the city, like himself. John sat downstairs at the back, over the engine, in the warm odour of...
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Steps
Wind chimes tick off the hours Melodic sounds wind me to sleep With tentacles of passion flowers. The blue nigellas, ladies-in-the-mist, veil...
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Float Downstream.....
Where the restless mind wanders are untried adventures fantasy and mystery in uncharted landscapes Illuminated by sparks of intrigue just beyond the...
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J. C. Jones V - Let us Eat
“Oh, no, no, no, not this time,” said J. C. “Everyone! Get yourselves to the other side of the table. Mary? You slide closer to me. Judas? Front and...
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The Last Resort
The Last Resort By Paul McCann About six missiles crossed over the rooftops before hitting their target in the city centre . It was the first attack...
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Payday.
Most of us has experienced payday! It conjures up different things for different people. For some, it is paying off debts. For others, it is paying...
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Fraction too much fiction
The moment I discover his figure among the former students and teachers; it is as if a piece of rusty barbed wire is being dragged along my...
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Walking On The Stilts Of My Soul
Walking On The Stilts Of My Soul By Paul McCann I was about 11 years of age when I first discovered the stilts of my soul that were a great resource...
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When I Disappear
WHEN I DISAPPEAR A JOURNEY INWARDLY, TRACING THE PATH OF DISCOVERY. LIVING IN THE MOMENT. WATERFALLS CASCADE, AND DRIFT AWAY EVERYTHING; AS PEACE...
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Chronicles of Trumpenstein : Ambush At The White House! By (As Distant As Possible!) Armchair Commentator Alfred N.Muggins
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28/2/25 Even Zelensky, proud defender of western democracy and freedoms, is picked upon in a nasty (nazty!) ambush in the sacred home of Democratic...
Flamebearer
(for those who walk both worlds) Some glide in light— barefoot through fields, faces bathed in sun, never knowing the weight of shadows behind them...
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Road Ribbons to Forever
still cold the orb lay low quick glimpse then hidden motor climbing to drown crow’s haunting early wake-up call blades of light chop dust and dirt...
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Mother Of Grief
Mother Of Grief by Paul McCann Mother of grief , bring a release to all the unseen pain and encage the torment within . Mother of grief , each day is...
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Carreg Samson
north Pembrokeshire near Abercastle Carreg Samson (Samson’s stone) (– who else could have lifted it on to its throne?) A legend of a local Samson...
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The Patrolman - 24
Mr. Slate dropped to the floor for his evening workout.
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In The Days That Used To Be
In The Days That Used To Be By Paul McCann In days of golden shimmers when I sat on carousels with music playing in my head and the laughter of...
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