Light

Light;white, coloured I like Imagine.... Wings translucent yet bright Beauty appears In day, night, no fears I hold my own prism My rainbow ideas
Cherry

My Dim Recall

the whys and wherefores of that devastatingly brutal rejection are lost in the mist of past lives lying one atop another like so many shed skins.

Neil Armstrong Moonwalker

Now beyond the Moon and the Stars!

TRES - CHAPTER THIRTEEN - RUSHING WATERS OF HILAWOD

The other tikbalang roared.

TRES - CHAPTER TWELVE - VINCENT

Buglas : Day 498 “Are we any closer?”

TRES - CHAPTER ELEVEN - CROC PROPHECY

Anrhu jolted awake.

Birthright

enjoying the colours from unmasked sight

can dead technology produce flowers?

can dead technology produce flowers? i get through laptops like cars: cheap, acquired secondhand, routes to places known and unknown. both tend to die when i least expect it.

Contradictory upbringing

Messages we get from all around... why can't they just get in one line?

The pain will ease

Nothing bad lasts everything shall pass

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