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Category: Mystery
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Break the illusion + Contradict the ignorance =Change the perception
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A distressed blessing luck is. Some say you make your own, while others believe luck owns your backside for life. Speaking of which, life is said to have a purpose. Luck says: "Hang on there, partner. Everything depends on which side of the shadow you're from." There's a lesson embedded somewhere on this page about…
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What if I told you there is no such thing as darkness? Try "a deeper shade of light" on for size. It's a nice image to play with, at any rate. There are a lot of different ways to get from Here to There (and Here is just as good as There so what's your…
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Saturn's had the upper hand these past three years. All sharp edges and rock hard resistance. Walking (and waking) would've been a hell of a lot easier if angles curved and moved out of the way. Surfaces have simply refused to yield. You can tell how swell of a time it's been by my bruised…
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So, if Myra appears somewhat dowdy these days, does that mean she's writing? Hair's gone natural, middle's thicker; the inside of her closet is black and blue. The clues all add up. Myra’s derrière has reacquainted itself with the desk chair. I believe a book is brewing. Somewhere out there an agent sings ecstatically the…
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The InvisibleSeen only in the right lightSets one's heart aflame
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Got another reminder today to get off the fence. That makes it Sign #9 for the week. You see, I'm stuck between decisions, i.e.: new road/old road, challenge/piece of cake, money/memories. I'm also wedged in pretty tight between this big blue sphere and The Void. So, yeah. Hop on off that parapet, say The Forces…
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An upright knight has made an offer: "Ride into the hills with me." Flask in handHooves pounding sandHit the trail all romantic likeUnder the hot whitePocket full of starsAnd coins so brightThey chase down everyLast shadow. The night never stays for long. A stranger.An angel in cowboy boots and a 3-piece suit.A savior. Check the…
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Hattie wears a watch that stopped ticking years ago. The face is a maze of spider veins and the band is dry and cracked. Hattie and her keepsake have a lot in common, and they both know better than to mark each slipping minute. Tomorrow has stretched beyond Hattie's reach, and yesterday is tied around…
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a breakthrough at 22completely forgotten by 60the work, at the time, was truetrue to an ideal that never quite fitbut tenacity was the whole point of itkeep rewinding those spools of thoughtuntil an answer breaks through the membranein random perspectives and cloudy horizonsabsolute mastery of nothing awaitssweetly we shall slip into non-existenceand rejoice in…
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