Category: Senses
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Gross Post. Gross.
*Warning. The following post is unsuitable for those of a delicate disposition* I’ve picked up a bug from somewhere, that’s for sure. It feels like a cold; it’s probably a sinus infection from the dust of Mars or the Rings of Saturn as I was dragged through them at a rate of knots the other…
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Night work?
The night air was damp. And stinky. It was always the same on nights like this. An eerie green glow filtered through the almost slimy feeling fog that obliterated virtually everything in view. Some patches were clear, but mostly, reality had been swallowed by this murky atmospheric mist. The Full Moon pierced the dankness, which…
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Warmed to the bone?
I don’t know whether it’s cold or not any more. I mean, I know it’s cold… I can see my breath when I walk outside, and there’s a definite chill in the air, and it’s Winter, so, all things considered, it should be cold. The heating in the Mansion is on full blast. Searing hot…
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Twinkle Twinkle, little MIGRAINE
The posts this week have been brought to you by the number three. NO! NO! NO! This isn’t Sesame Street. The posts this week have been brought to you with the underlying themes of the Moon and the Elements. You may or may not have noticed, but they have! The thing is, this week I’ve…
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Not Only a Christmas Angel
Remember, your Angels are with you all of the time, not only at Christmas. They are waiting to – and willing to – help at any time, but you must ask for their assistance if you need it. They won’t interfere unless they deem it absolutely essential, and even then you need to be aware…
The Mansionic Perspective 