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Wisdom Through a Mirror, Ch. 1B

The second half of Ch. 1
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An Open Letter To The Council Of Higher Beings - An Inspiration Point response

A response to the latest Inspiration Point - 'There is no greater God than the great God Google'.
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A Warm Spell 13_01_2009

There is a monument to Captain George Duff in St Paul's Cathedral in London. He loved his wife. How many monumentees could truthfully say that I wonder?
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Epiphany

My words, rare prose from the frustrated poet!
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Inside Out

Reading Murakami’s Wind-Up Bird In the bath In the state of New York Which is covered in snow
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No Place For Civil Rights

They've removed a large lady’s dentures. Her face deflates: lucky for her there’s no mirror. Unlucky for me: I have to look at her.
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Game Show

“You've got to do it. Give it a go, you never know what might happen”.
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Colors of Love

Red is the color I turned when Mark Adams first kissed me on the cheek. I said I most certainly did not like him, and he said he could prove I was lying. He knew a special test.
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Cindy's Fall

"You don't have to be scared, Daddy... Everything is..."
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Patrick's Big Toe Itched Like Crazy

Having stripped his genitals bare, Patrick lay down, raised his hips, and peeled himself like a banana. His chest hair caused a minor problem, as did the insides of his ears...
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No Going Back

Bitter Memories
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Google Worship (inspiration point)

Google Worship (12th January, 2009, 9.52am) There Is No God Greater Than The Great God Google... Every day I pray that You will show me the way
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That toddler in Tesco

You are that toddler in Tesco dragging its feet out the front of the pram,tripping up blind old women,that piece of popcorn that looked like someone I can’t quite figure out who irritating.
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Chicken Soup 11_01_09

This is a soup to herald Winter turning to Spring. White sky, orange sun, deep Winter green of the snowdrop shoots. Hope. Not long now. Not long.
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Please take his seat

He thinks, all accusing, at the profile in the next seat, the luggage rack rattling defensive snake. He thinks, yes sweetheart under your ass is a ring of conceits.
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By me

We pack a bag get on a train and eat the sandwich. The flick book style countryside suits all the kissing. We get off in Oxford and in a café with a balustrade make a list,
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The Ill-Made Knight

apologies to T.H.White
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The Islanders

The islanders we met were digital natives; bronzed and nubile, their ankles garlanded with flash drives fashioned from conch-shells.
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The Square on the Hypotenuse

He stares, blindly, through the window. “Good morning, Mr. Reeves,” say the children ...

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