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Category: Magic
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So after the Swing Sisters rope and yodel their way through the dictionary with harp and hand saw, a palate cleanser is needed. Ah, I spy the goddess in position under the harsh, hot spotlight. She's a spray-painted vision in red. The goddess spins on pedicured toes and recites Joyce in her nasally voice and…
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competing voicesvolatile spring sings loudestlightningchorusbridge
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And that dream! The glass-encased restaurant embedded inside the cave? There was even a waterfall. The setting was beautiful. A door opened onto a warm, cheerful dining room with long tables, red high-backed chairs, lots of candlelight, and flowers everywhere. Red and gold was the color scheme. Every station was supplied with wine and everyone…
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10. There are many worlds one can inhabit. 9. All we have to do is lose our way. 8. Trade in the standard-issue brain. 7. Grow a backbone and feathers. 6. (Our skin was always thin.) 5. Doors never stay shut. 4. Fate lives in caves. 3. Love likes nests. 2. Let…
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A foolin reverseset the hermitageon fire. In hindsight,fly blind.
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Must have a strong background in: * Facilitating the flow of forces harmonious. (Clear intent is needed to keep mirror images free of fog.) * Serving as a Self-starter. (Knowledge of what sparks are and how they differ from illumination.) * Art creation. (Hands-on experience with end results that are less important than the process.)
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In a galaxy far, far away (i.e.: in one of time's many iterations) I am 12. I watch a new hope unfold. It is bigger than the screen in front of me. It surrounds and drowns out all other thoughts. The picture starts over at high noon so no one is late and no one…
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Really… what is the reason we do anything? Well, the above Thank You note is a hell of a fine one. Learn stuff. Do things. Make art. Pass on whatever you've learned along the way. Good. Bad. For All. For None. It worked for you. It didn't do a goddamn thing for me… Whatever.…
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Marion kept clear of the Sleepwalkers. Not all of them tripped and stumbled and fell to the cold concrete to get back up and fall down again. Many of the Sleepwalkers dashed about at an unnatural speed. Fast or slow, Marion became nauseated when a Sleepwalker got too close. She was on a different frequency,…
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Each reader a gift and time is priceless. My gratitude to you for reading this sentence. Our path crossed, a message transmitted and received. What fun to wonder where words end up when I put away the scratchpad. I'd venture a guess these scribbles remain responsive despite their micro-sized presence in the Mighty Blogosphere. I'm…
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