Category: Real Life
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On the way here, a long long time ago…
Time. One thing we have plenty of yet always need more of. I’m still caught up in a whirlwind right now, with time intermittently speeding itself up and slowing itself down again. Within this turmoil, I’m trying to hold the whole fabric of time and space together by bridging this ever widening and ever shrinking…
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People Watching
Sitting… watching folk go byCreating tales… I don’t know whyStrangers… leading their normal dayLead characters… they tend to playFaces… change into someone newIllicit affairs… if they only knewVampires… that young couple thereA pirate… sitting on that chairDancers… running quickly pastTime-travellers… they won’t be lastAstronauts… who’ve just come homeSecret agents… chatting on their phoneLawyers… no, that’s…
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Memories of a call girl
Another repost today, I’m afraid. Time issues have left me needing to do more than three things at once, which, although being busy is fine, being busy also makes the time go faster… and having the feeling of not having enough time to start off with seems to exasperate the situation somewhat. Sigh. Never mind.…
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For Earth Day
Just a quick message to this wonderful planet of ours… Thank you!Sometimes, you just can’t help but Feel Good!
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The one that got away
The dark. The cool. The shade. It’s late. I’m alone. Footsteps ahead.I hide. Crouching silently. Waiting patiently.Twigs crack. Birds squawk. Eyes narrow.I watch. I stare.It’s now. Or never.I stretch. I pounce. I reach. I flex. I grab.I miss.Next time. I’ll feed.I’m hungry.
The Mansionic Perspective 