What We May Be
Artwork Ophelia Adeu from Photobucket originally uploaded by like_wow_24 here Is it our lot in life to accept fate? Or do we rise up against it, knowing that we have been given the gift of free will, and as such, … Continue reading
A Childs Treasure
Inspired by Alice: Child of the pure unclouded brow And dreaming eyes of wonder! Though time be fleet, and I and thou Are half a life asunder, Thy loving smile will surely hail The love-gift of a fairy tale. – … Continue reading
Sunday Scribblings No. 101: Experiment
The prompt this week is: “The Experiment” OR “Experimental Tentatively, she reached for the gun. Lying there, it was innocuous, a collection of metal and plastic. Not until she felt the weight of it in her hand did she realize … Continue reading
Weekend Wordsmith: Sticks and Stones
Photo by Jef Safi Only Wordsby J.C. Montgomery Against the solidness of thought, words are flung like sticks.They bounce off, ricocheting back toward the speaker in an accusatory manner.What arrogant idea is this, that one should think himself so powerful?Words. … Continue reading
Sunday Scribblings No. 100: Time Machine
Photo: Can’t Turn Back Time by Shimoda Sunday Scribblings Number 100:Happy hundredth scribble! Woo hoo! What I have in mind when I say “time machine” is this: things that transport you back to childhood or another particular time in your … Continue reading
Sunday Scribblings No. 96: Foul
Per its originators, “Sunday Scribblings was set up to provide inspiration and motivation for anyone who enjoys writing and would like a weekly challenge.” To find out more, please click on the above logo. Thanks to Laini and Megg for … Continue reading
Am I normal? Do I want to be?
In the article, “A Fine Madness: Sanity and Creativity”, author John Leinhard asks the question “Is it possible to be creative and live a normal life?” The author himself is posed this question and he answers, “You cannot be inventive … Continue reading
I Remember
this is how I know that the essence of truth lives only in the heart that the soul of my heart forgives all the ills its suffered that I am free, yet bound by the memories of us that dreams … Continue reading