Category: Direction
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The view from the rooftop
The crisp white clouds made the solid appearance of the blue sky even more striking. The rooftops on the hillside seemed to make the sky appear higher, further away, if that could be possible. The roads, pathways, walkways, gardens, steps and streams below seemed to be immediately within touching distance, they were so close, in…
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Moments of madness
I’ve been having a go at writing some rhymes this week, partly on a whim, and partly as part of a mini-challenge I have set myself. I’m always setting myself mini-challenges with this blogging lark… as if thinking of something to write about in the first place (each day) isn’t difficult enough, I go and…
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Tomorrow Today
Whatever has happened in the past is not important. Whatever is to happen in the future is just a dream, if people think they know what they want; or nothing, if they don’t know. The past and the future by themselves are not important. What we have done in the past can shape our future,…
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The Journey
The sky was exciting that night. Reds and golds, and blacks and purples swirled and blended, yet remained completely separate from each other. The colours cast their reflections and shadows simultaneously across the vast and empty ocean. The destination was far beyond what could be seen of the horizon, but the journey had to be…
