Category: Abilities
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The boy who talked to photographs
It was 1972. Ben Sandalwood was three years old, with an extremely vivid imagination. He’d wake up screaming at 3.33 every morning due to the monster under his bed, or the lady in the doorway, or the smiling man by the chest of drawers. Hazel, Ben’s mother, always went to comfort him, and gently rocked…
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Wordle: In the Dead of Night
Whilst everyone sleeps, Sneak out through the door and look up to the lights from afar Ignore the chatter within your mind, Focus on the patterns of the stars. With back stretched, force free from the gravity net that binds And heave yourself up from the ground. The screeching of the wind becomes the only…
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The issue of time
If time is an illusion, then I should be able to manipulate the illusion to work better with me. I should be able to say “Look, time, I need more of you at present as I have A, B, C, D and E to get done before even starting on F.” Time looks back and…
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Where I’m Headed
I’m heading in one direction. Sometimes forwards, sometimes sideways, and sometimes backwards – but no matter which way I go I always head one way. Toward my destination. My destiny. It’s over that hill there… through the mist… round the bend… down the stairs… through the stream… over the pond… by the forest… Or maybe…
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Old Friend
I Saw you In my mind Walking swiftly Away by yourself Daydreaming as you do Your face was hidden in shade Yet I could see your friendly smile I noticed that you glanced towards me But felt sad when you looked away I tell myself you saw me How would I ever know? Next time…
The Mansionic Perspective 