Tag: Writing
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Alloweep. I Blame Mercury Retrograde, I Do.
Another of my Inner Beings has escaped through that sudden rift that has appeared, and is now out there somewhere in the Grinds with Thomasina (my Inner Woman) and my newly discovered Inner Bogeyman. I bet you wouldn’t guess in a million years which one. Eagle-eyed visitors may have noticed something missing earlier, which was…
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Hallow… ‘Eck! Monstr!
Through the crack in the fabric of time, escaped another Inner Being of mine, not as friendly as Thomasina it’s said, this Inner Being’s one of the Living Dead. Not the full Inner Zombie we know, nor the Vampyr that likes to lie low, nor the Ghost that likes to shock, but the one with…
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Hallow… eek! Thomasina!!
She roams as free as a little birdNary uttering a single wordAs worlds collide and dimensions shiftShe escapes through an open rift From one’s mind’s eye to the eyes of othersShe appears 3D dear sisters, brothersOut in the Grinds she wanders fairDark cloak bellowing beneath high hair High hair, bad hair, hair the samePlonked atop…
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Nebula Three
Somewhere deep within the Phoenix Constellation are five planetary outposts, settled many millennia ago by ancient humans. Back then, they had technology far superior to what we have today. Technology long forgotten, but technology that almost destroyed the Earth. This technology obliterated cities, countries even. Only those selected for the Phoenix Departure actually survived. Ancient…
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Warm Winter
Pterodactyls circle, smothered by the steamy mist evaporating from the molten lava below. Rocks heat and cool simultaneously, smoke burns and water becomes a sizzling gas in a split second. Where it can be, the water is calm, cooler but definitely not cold even in the midst of this searing winter. Soon, very soon, the…
The Mansionic Perspective 