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A site for my creative writing endeavors, writing prompt responses, and experimentation. Asymp; Leave a comment. A silhouette, not quite human. Treated, like an animal. A shadow, not a man. Nothing to stop the bloodshed, not bible or quran. Sirens wail, the shadows do the same. Shots ring out, a man fills an urn. Black tears, fall like water. Black lives matter, or not, lambs to a slaughter.
To gaze upon a star filled sky so infinite and bold. The stars abundantly shine for miles. Across the sky, a wonder to behold. So many nights we sit in awe, some nights we never see. The beauty of our mother earth surrounded by the glow. Billions of the planets as they circle you and me. We are a speck, a tiny spot in this wide universe. So awesome when you think of this. Can I stay here till the dawn.
Late last November, around the time we left for the mountains of Chile, word arrived that the Japanese mountaineer,. Had died from cancer at the age of 77. Well known in Japan, she was a remarkable individual, celebrated as the. First woman to reach the summit of Mount Everest. Later, in 1992, this.
A Good 2016, A Better 2017. In both years the longest book I read was by Stephen King.
Everywhere we turn, we are bombarded with feelings, needs and I messages. Everyone is either in therapy, just getting out of therapy, or considering what a therapist could do for them. The concept reeks of the narcissism and self-fulfillment fetishes of the late 20th and 21st-centuries. And yet, now that I have blogged myself, my feelings have changed. Are most blogs badly written and maybe even narcissistic? Only time will tell.