Category: Confusion
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Inconsistency as an old art form
I like to think I’m quite good at a lot of things. I actually like to think that I’m extremely good at a lot of things. But, in reality, and if I’m being one hundred per cent honest, I know that I’m not. Sometimes I’m better than others, sometimes worse. Sometimes I’m so terrible I…
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Dream Scene
I walked through the clearing and looked ahead… the light was all wrong, and the sky was red… clouds swirled around; a storm on the way, casting animated shadows through the bright day. The breeze was warm, the time was late, there was nothing around me apart from a gate. A gate by itself, no…
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Reservations
“But we’re booked in!” The man was starting to get agitated. “Please calm yourself, sir.” The receptionist reasoned. “We have no reservations for the name Jones.” “My wife made the bookings herself. Here she comes now.” A small lady walked into the lobby, pushing, pulling and carrying four heavy suitcases. She arrived at the desk.…
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Hiding in Plain Sight!
I write occasionally, yet on many occasions, about the Spirit of the Tree. The faces that appear within the leaves, through the leaves, or created by the patterns of the leaves, is what I call, or class as, the manifestation of the Spirit of the Tree. He / she / it / they are always…
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Opportunity Knocked?
The Loch Ness Monster stared at me for twenty minutes. Twenty minutes! Tilting its head from one side to the other, as if trying to work me out. At one point, it stretched its long neck forward, as if trying to get a closer look. Its tongue licked the air, and it constantly blinked its…
The Mansionic Perspective 