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  1. Awareness

  2. Passing of another year.

    I have found the sands of time do fly,
    as each day, week, year passes by,
    soon it will be Christmas my dear,
    with no time for anymore fear.

    The drinks, drugs and presents,
    yes that's it love stuff that pheasant,
    cries of joy and shouts of sorrow,
    all are mingled until tomorrow.
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  3. Grain of Sand - Video of Neetu's poems

  4. Mowgli to Mendel

    What do the ‘Second Jungle book’ and Gregor Mendel have in common? Well I found a particular sort of inspiration in both.
    For those who only know the movie, there is a scene to the end of the Second Jungle Book where the red dogs arrive; they are enemies of the wolves, who kill everything. Mowgli takes them on, and uses intelligence to make use of small things to beat them and nature to escape them, I won’t give it away to those who have not read it, but it is a lovely bit of problem solving. ...
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  5. Kinda Strange Track of Thought Today...

    Isn't it funny how "The Mother" always has a primordial presence in the God-Pantheon, but the Father is absent?

    I mean, there are "mothers", but the aspect of "The Mother" is what I am talking about. I am talking about the aspect of nurturing and giving life. But there is no father aspect. Or, at least, the father aspect seems to be split amongst other Gods.

    Strangely, I used to wonder about the order of progression in creation from the Christian ...

    Updated Yesterday at 11:48 AM by kaminoshiyo

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  6. Cream and Jam Scones...

    " TABLE TOP
    .....SALE.....
    Saturday 19th August
    10 a.m - 2.00 p.m
    Full Gospel Church
    23 Arthur Street
    activities for children etc. etc."....

    And that is basically it. What was printed on sheets of A5 and handed out to Saturday morning shoppers two weeks ago.

    Friday night had been a stinker and by the time I got home on Saturday morning at around seven-thirty, well, the words "tired and tetchy" spring to mind. Did ...

    Updated Today at 05:05 PM by dither

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  7. Pinching the plot

    Quote Originally Posted by Olly Buckle View Post
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    I know of a fish and chip shop, that epitome of English eating out, where they use only the finest fish, always the best batter, and perfect potatoes; all freshly cooked in clean, hot, oil so they reach a perfect pitch of internal sweetness and succulence and external crispness and crunch. I know of another where the fish tastes distinctly fishy, and the chips sag. There the owner’s apron is as grey as the window, everything is cooked at once, then sits in the warming cabinet for hours,
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  8. Love...

    Through hardships we toil, with hope and with care,
    These moments that test us, almost make us dispair.
    They bring us together, forged me and you into one,
    This is how I have realised, our bond can not be undone.
    Thou are my greatest treasure, my seeker of fun,
    To hear those three words from you, after tour done.
    There where we lay, our limbs tangled together,
    Time it stands still here, love takes flight on a feather.
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  9. Dream World Chapter 4

    Dream World © 2017
    Chapter 4
    Returning Home


    Zidus
    Present Time


    Leon stop his story, leaving me in suspense, “Things would never be the same, what does that even mean and what happened after you opened your eyes. I have questions and they need answers”.


    As he went back into the plane, he said, “There's not much more to say, when the light went away, the pedestal was gone, the lights were on, and ...
  10. Setting and Mood

    One of the things I particularly enjoy as I read and write is the setting of mood. Gothic Victorian writers like Lovecraft, HG Wells, Edgar Allen Poe and Algernon Blackwood have been inspirational to me in the way they manage mood. More latterly, I am reading Shantaram by Gregory David Roberts (and highly recommend it) and am enthralled by the way he captures the chaotic, vibrant grot of the Mumbai slums. How do they do it? How do I enjoy seeing it done?


    Presentation ...
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  11. I Need to Stop Being a Little

    (censored)

    Now, it's time for me to get back to writing ladies and gentlemen. That cringe-inducing venting is over!

    I can't wait to start college next week and begin my studies in journalism and creative writing. It will certainly lead to my career. I'll guarantee that it does.

    Can't wait to go to a future Charlottesville-esque event and do some proper coverage of it, and nominate myself as a target of the establishment and the Left with a smirk that only Martin ...
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  12. An empty spot at the foot of our bed...

    Many of you who kept up with my wife's blog before she took her hiatus have probably read in her musings about our family dog, Beast, a German Shepard mix. Back in May he was diagnosed with a partially paralyzed larynx, which was affecting his ability to breath. We were told that we could have a surgery done on him to open the larynx (costing $2000) that would open his airway, but we'd have to make sure that any food he ate would not be inhaled into his lungs (how we were supposed to do that I'll ...

    Updated August 15th, 2017 at 04:35 AM by kilroy214

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  13. Memories. And Being There.

    I see people learning in books things that happened before they were born, things that I saw. They are learning what I lived. And a bunch of what they read is total nonsense.

    Through the lens of Revisionist History, Ronald Regan was a crazed warmonger and Bill Clinton was happy-times sugar-daddy. I was there.
    In 1995, the Clinton Administration gave China advanced missile technology through a transfer with a US company named Loral. Some high-ranking Chinese donors just happened ...
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  14. Mentorless

    (The title has nothing to do with this site.)

    I've been thinking about how important having a mentor is, because I don't have one.

    The Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles had Master Splinter.

    In Kung-Fu Panda, Po has Shifu, and Shifu had Oogway.

    Outside of cartoons with obvious eastern influence, even Mozart - a prodigy child - studied and learned a lot from the great composers of his time, or before his time. This included Bach, whom he met.
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    Updated August 14th, 2017 at 08:12 AM by Smith

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  15. Sangreville / Chapter 14

    Chapter 14

    It's now the following evening, about a half hour after sunset. Nathan drives up to my house in his car, with Diana beside him in the front seat. I get in the back and we drive off toward Main Street.

    Less than ten minutes later, I step inside the Bouncing Casket. Diana and Nathan remain outside. Most of the patrons are my living former classmates, who still attend Sangreville High in the daytime. Loretta is among them. Undead members of the nighttime
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  16. Sangreville / Chapter 13

    Chapter 13

    Now I’m home. I’m back in my room.

    So the Grown-Ups of Sangreville are going to be the ones who’ll choose the next Enforcer of the Truce? That doesn’t mean that the Truce Commission will challenge Roxanna’s claim to be the next Vampire Staker of Sangreville; especially when I’ve made it obvious that I don’t want the job.

    Again I wonder how I will deal with Roxanna?

    “Lord.” I pray again.“How do you want me to deal with Roxanna ...

    Updated August 13th, 2017 at 12:56 PM by MrBillyD

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  17. Old book from the 1800's

    Ever thought about how writing in a way immortalises us? There is a book in my moms house that is dated from 1899. I've never read it, i had no time to read it when I noticed it, but it had me thinking. How crazy!? To think that someone could write a book, publish it, and have others read what you wrote more than 115 years down the line. That to me is very fascinating. It reminds me of just how important books are. They can tell the tale of a time that no longer exists. Written by a person who is ...
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  18. Sangreville / Chapter 12

    Chapter 12
    In the early evening, as I walk along Sangreville's Main Street, I am not "...just going for a walk', and I am not heading over to the High School; at least not yet. I don't stop at the Bouncing Casket. I head further along, in the direction of the Dark Arts R Us.

    When I reach the Shop, I see a poster displayed in the front window:

    The top line of the contain the words:

    "These Three Sacrificed To Appease the Wrath of Vampirania".
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  19. Sangrevville / Chapter 11

    Chapter 11


    My eyes are open again. I'm not in Hell and I'm not in Heaven. I'm looking up at a ceiling, while lying on a comfortable mattress, in my own bed, in my own room. Around me are my own familiar belongings, in our apartment on Sullivan Street, just half way up the block from Main Street, in Sangreville.

    The room is dark. Outside the window it's also dark, except for the streetlights. The house across the street has its lights on. I hear traffic moving
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    Updated August 11th, 2017 at 11:43 PM by MrBillyD

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  20. Sangreville / Chapter 10

    Chapter 10

    My eyes are open. I'm lying on my back out in the open, looking up at a brightening, partly cloudy sky, in which the sun will soon rise. Around me I hear the chirping of crickets joining with the twitter of birds. My mouth feels dry. I take a deep breath, feel an aching throughout my body, and I groan. A sharp pain comes from between my boobs. I groan again.

    Now I remember. Roxanna shot an arrow between my boobs. It cracked my breastbone, and stabbed
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    Updated August 11th, 2017 at 12:53 PM by MrBillyD

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  21. Sangreville / Chapter 9

    Chapter9
    About ten minutes later, Cousin Paula and I stepped outside Aunt Josephine's house. Under the clear night sky, a few of the brightest stars twinkled above us. My Staker-Vampire cousin was now fully clothed, wearing a blouse above her belt, along with the same pair of shorts she'd had on when we'd entered the house. She also had a foot long, sharpened wooden stake in a sheath strapped to her belt.

    The two of us went over to her car, got in and drove off;
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    Updated August 10th, 2017 at 12:29 PM by MrBillyD

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  22. Sangreville / Chapter 8

    Chapter 8

    A half hour later, I arrived at my Aunt Josephine's place. Nathan drove me in his car, through the dark quiet residential streets, beneath a starry sky. Loretta sat beside him in the front seat, while I was in the back. When we arrived, my Cousin Paula's car was parked in the driveway.


    "She's here." I said, "Now we might actually learn something, and people might stop blaming me for what happened to you, Nathan."

    Nathan
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    Updated August 9th, 2017 at 12:40 PM by MrBillyD

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  23. Socialistic-Blame

    I like my steak medium-rare, so get ready for some long-winded thoughts that may not be fully cooked.

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    You don't teach kids collective responsibility - the kind seen in the family unit, between a group of friends, or on a football team - by forcing them to be a collective.

    My entire life I was raised to hold myself accountable for my actions. Thanks dad. That doesn't mean I'm perfect and I've never shirked responsibility, but I do my best and it certainly ...

    Updated August 8th, 2017 at 06:48 AM by Smith

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  24. Sangreville / Chapter 7

    When I got back to the apartment that afternoon, my mother told me, "I got a call from your Aunt Josephine a few hours ago. Your Cousin Diana is now undead, and she wants to talk to you."

    "Diana wants to talk?"

    Mom nodded. "Over the phone." She sighed, "Vampires can't bite you over the phone."

    I went into my room, took out my cell phone, switched it on and dialed my cousin's number. I put the device to my ear and listened
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    Updated August 8th, 2017 at 03:17 PM by MrBillyD

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  25. Ramblings of an idle mind...

    Hustle and bustle this week,
    has been tough,
    get in​, one week complete,
    another seven to do.

    Through long days ahead,
    plentiful hours I watch,
    the sun from shaded corners,
    travel across blue skies.

    I wish of soft couches,
    warm food, drink and bed,
    as weekend draws,
    towards my weary head.
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