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… the offer of the gospel grace is to return to God’s embrace. …

A trauma dump of a poem, Its gonna hurt to read this. I hope you like it.

Do your stones and ore weigh you down? Your fortune perfume sap your core? Your trickling money sucks their wealth. Fear of voting clarity in their...

The story opens with a daring leap from a first-floor window. I should be employing a ghost writer for this scene, but I do all my own prose, even...

Gushing, rushing talk, talk, walk away from work, shirk obligations, short-term gain, fame. Hush! Duties fulfilled, continuance, perseverance … satisfaction.

Um.. yes... well, 'fraid you'll have to read it to figure out what it's on about... But then that's the point, isn't it? Image made by me. No copyright infringements committed. Read the footnote. (Afterwards).

(Events from earlier that evening) “Sahara, get in here right now!” Daphne yelled in a tone that demanded immediate action and her voice reverberated...

I know everything has gone up. With some of the things I felt, ‘in control.’ With food, I carried on buying reduced food, even though, that too has...

Been thinking about the lovely birds, and thought of flightless birds. I thought, what makes a bird a bird? The wings? Who decided that a penguin is...