Tag: Messages from the Universe
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As rare as a Lincoln Biscuit
For weeks, I have been trying to remember something. Nothing of any major importance, just something of yesteryear that would not come to mind. Suddenly, tonight, it did. The Lincoln Biscuit. Gone, but not forgotten. Although, if it had been ‘not forgotten’, I wouldn’t have spent the last few weeks trying to remember what it…
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One Minute Ramble: Making up time…
Time and I have seemingly been competing in our own tug of war competition of late. I thought I was making headway time-wise with one thing, and time comes along and points out the exact opposite with regards to another. I find I have lots of time to finish one task… then suddenly realise another…
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Sovereign
Here I go again, waffling on about my rather strange pull to the early Seventeenth Century. I’ve not had anything appear to me, or had any inkling to write or investigate anything for a few months now. Not only that, but I haven’t had any images appear in my mind of the ship or three…
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Hope Before Despair
Could there be a world without hope? The word, yes; the emotion, no. Well, I hope not anyway! But wait… The word ‘hope’ is from an Old English, or Anglo Saxon, word that was used before the year 900AD, ‘hopa’. Despair, or the lack or loss of hope, was introduced between the years 1275 and…
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A Familiar Face
A familiar face appears within my mind’s eye:An unforgettable face,No matter how I try.A kind face, A peaceful face, But one without a smile,A sad face, A lonely face, seemingly lonely for a while.A confused face, An old face, pleasant all the same,A lost face, A needy face, A face with just one name.Florence, I…
The Mansionic Perspective 