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Memories White mist on a mountain, grey mist on the sea. Vapours of the time-mist are the men I long to see. Just the knowing of them made a better...

But the Turkey Ts’ were just a part of my less-than-morphous plan. We got into the car with enough food for a gluttonous five. Connie took the wheel...

Prisoner of my own thoughts. Imprisoned and caged unable to fly. Help is what I need . Help is what I seek . Unfortunate am I to not be able to break...

A man of many parts.

Here in our home we share things at no cost gladly because we are a family . We share Wi-Fi , meals and movies . We share the gas heating and...

She felt no trepidation The flight was trivial now. Tepid welcomes on the other side. By the indigenous tribes Her fear of unknown is vapoured For...

Rude, in a Carry On sort of way. Picture is from pixabay used under Creative Commons 0

The young Pleiadian monk, Ae-Jah, tracks one of the master monks at the temple at ask about the peculiar blue fleck of light that he keeps seeing within his eyes. Yet the encouter lead to intrigue. Meanwhile his quest for hidden knowledge continues.

I'm depressed, in a rut, bored or whatever. I'm depressed. Outside of the dull repetition of life I'm stuck with my imagination- my perverted mind...