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StoryPoliticians do you listen? Pure-zen013 years 3 weeks ago
StoryThe purpose of mankind? Pure-zen013 years 3 weeks ago
StoryTake in the forms of nature Pure-zen013 years 3 weeks ago
StoryThe hour glass Pure-zen013 years 3 weeks ago
StoryThe secret's in the packing Pure-zen013 years 3 weeks ago
StoryRupert Pure-zen013 years 3 weeks ago
StoryThe New Year Pure-zen013 years 3 weeks ago
StoryPast lives Pure-zen013 years 3 weeks ago
StoryIs your muse heading home? Pure-zen013 years 3 weeks ago
StoryIs there colour in the darkness? Pure-zen013 years 3 weeks ago
StoryGremlins Pure-zen013 years 3 weeks ago
StoryIt's the handle on your door Pure-zen013 years 3 weeks ago
StoryI have a little secret Pure-zen013 years 3 weeks ago
StoryIs there a point? Pure-zen013 years 3 weeks ago
StoryFrustration Pure-zen013 years 3 weeks ago
StoryFloating cars across the Midlands Pure-zen013 years 3 weeks ago
StoryDeep rivers of discomfort Pure-zen013 years 3 weeks ago
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StoryEternity Pure-zen013 years 3 weeks ago
StoryFine line Pure-zen013 years 3 weeks ago
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My stories

The cloak of many colours

All the hiding and excuses are now fading in the mist. As the path it clears before you and you pursue your souls deep wish.

Words as the source of footprints

So, the author as he writes, his words upon the page. Is like an alchemist at work when his readers do engage.

Politicians do you listen?

Dark clouds are on the increase, explosions rent the air. Is there a mood for more destruction?
Is there anybody there? Who considers what will happen, if we go to war again?

The purpose of mankind?

As you look within this cobweb of energy and light. You can see the cosmos turning within this wonderous sight.

Take in the forms of nature

It’s the physical bombardment that is wearing to the core. The constant chatter on the cellphone, the white noise I just abhor.

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