Category: The World
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Aristotle told me
Hope is the dream of the waking man. No excellent soul is exempt from a mixture of madness. The soul never thinks without a picture. The energy of the mind is the essence of life. That’s not Aristotle’s mouth, by the way. It’s mine. Well, not mine, exactly, but my interpretation of one. Aristotle also…
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View from the window: Raw Energy
Darkness made darker by bursts of pure light Shadows dance freely throughout the night With rhythmic crackles that sputter and roll And rumbles that course to your very soul No thunder, no rain, just plenty of bolts Containing, at least, three million volts Stay inside, stay safe, let the storm pass And do try to…
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Jamie’s Dream
Jamie had a dream A little dream, or so he thought Of a world so full of beauty Yet full of battles fought Jamie’s dream was pleasant With air so crisp and clear Yet pollutants were encroaching And growing ever near Jamie’s dream was full of life, Excitement, fun and vigour Yet a darkness was…
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Lanigeris aranea
The Earth was a totally different place around five million years ago. The creatures that lived on the Earth back then were somewhat different as well. Several looked similar to their modern-day counterparts, with one not-so-subtle difference. Back then, they were giants. And very woolly. Well some of them. The Woolly Mammoth is one of…
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Bah, Humbug! It’s Valentine’s!
“Valentine’s what?” one of my teachers would have said to me centuries ago when I was in school, if I’d have dared write something as I did the header of today’s post. “I’m waiting!” She would have glared over her thick-rimmed glasses, steam bellowing out of her nostrils individually. Bony fingers tapping the wooden desk…
The Mansionic Perspective 