Monthly Archives: September 2015

‘Exercise in futility’ Pt. 2

Once again, the all-consuming impulse beckoned him to obey. How many times had he been down those dark steps to the workshop? The old man couldn’t even begin to fathom. It was the main part of his routine and couldn’t … Continue reading

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‘With a sweep of her brush’

Vivid frescos painted in the sky by a sweep of her artist brush. A canvas as wide as the horizon; with fiery red hues of violet lush.   The visible spectrum her palette; as colorful as a field of flowers. … Continue reading

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‘Exercise in Futility’ Pt.1

       For as far back as the old man could remember, he followed a structured routine. The reoccurring rituals never varied, and suited his deteriorating condition very well. Senile dementia had erased most of his memory and left … Continue reading

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‘Unseen realms’

Value should not be measured. All important, great and small. The Earth is but one of many, in the universal scheme of all. Regardless of size, life is life weigh not by action, nor deed. The same spark fills our … Continue reading

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‘Confessions of a helicopter parent’

Overly protective: Check Suspicious of other’s motives: Check Heavily involved in my kid’s life: Check Details planned to the letter: Check Child proofing the universe: Check    Like any other state of mind, being one of those heavily mocked ‘helicopter … Continue reading

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‘Voices under the floor’ (conclusion)

After several periods of soul-searching, hollow reassurances and crippling doubt, Mr. Craven calmed down. He convinced himself that the sinister red eyes eroding his sanity just belonged to burrowing wild animals. He didn’t even try to explain the whispering voices … Continue reading

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‘Voices under the floor’ Pt. 2

      Mr. Craven’s eye began to twitch involuntarily. A nervous tick manifested itself when he was near a breakdown. By doing what Dr. Phelps instructed, he was able to pull himself together mentally. Slow, deep breaths helped to … Continue reading

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