A body of Four Seasons
What would it be like if our body were not limited to space, time or shape? Somehow larger in scope and more fluid than we…Continue
So many in this world are known to be the rock in peoples lives.
Always there when times seem to be unbearable and hard to deal with alone.
Some rocks will be lucky and find another rock willing to help carry some of the load.
Other times they have to shoulder the load alone.
If you are a rock you will eventually crash and burn.
If you were lucky enough to have a rock to give you some support you count your blessings.
Because when everything is…
I remember once I was broke and hungry tryin' to hitch a ride anywhere out of Colorado in a January snowstorm when a State Patrolman stopped and picked me up he was on his way to work in his personal car and I remember this song was playing on the radio.
I guess it got me thinking of the bridges I'd burned at home..and well we talked some.
I found he was a vet like me only korea and not Vietnam ..the gist of it was that I stayed with this man
for a week made a hundred dollars…
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The Incarnation of Ourselves
It matters not how well we play our roles. But how well…Continue
Can't write a thing,
the censor's the blame.
Just say that I'm well
and sign my…
Added by Michael Johnson on August 2, 2017 at 9:00pm — No Comments
Sometimes time slows way down in the shower.
Salmon and Bear were loitering with hesitant intent outside the National Museum of Scotland on Chambers Street. They were nervous and shifty. Indeed it would be fair to say that their loitering bordered on lurking, and furtive lurking at that.
They affected an unconvincing nonchalance in a vain attempt to reassure themselves that their plotting and scheming was latent rather than blatant.
It wasn’t working.
“I have bad feeling about this,” said…Continue
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To Pee or not to Pee? That is the Question
Whether ”tis nobler to suffer when woken in the wee small hours by a force majeure, knowing that it will be impossible to clamber over your other half and unzip two of the loudest zips known to humanity without disturbance to their slumber, or just bite the bullet and try to get back to sleep??
However sleep is elusive as you ponder the various options and the weight of your bladder becomes the centre of the universe. There is…Continue
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Earth is a laboratory because we can try out things, like being motorcycle ants.
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I think the best dough comes from San Francisco
Its two kinds of yeast ,One is native, I believe Bolero
bread is from the original 1800,s yeast, Makes good toast!
Incarnation of Spirit
We do this not for any reason really. For it is not the mind that moves us but another realm.
Not for mankind, not the world. These can take care of themselves.…Continue
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"The flavor of watermelon comes through beautifully in this homemade sherbet recipe."
+4 cups diced seedless watermelon
The year is 1958 and I am 14 yrs old on safari with my step dad and 2 of his friends it is night out on the Maasai Mara I sit by the fire listening to the talk and especially the tales the P.H.is telling of lions coming into safari camps at night and how one walked right through his tent one night while he slept..he noticed the tracks (pug marks) on waking now this was scary enough but it was the lions roaring out on the velt that along with his stories that gave me the shakes.
Daphne and ApolloContinue
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At night when the place is quiet..I sit alone
this is my dream time,
a time when I play my songs and let them take me
back to when I was young-and free.
Back when the world was like a three dimensional map
and I was free to go where and when I pleased.
I need this time alone
to dream. In the morning..or early afternoon if my Creator
smiles on me again I'll gladly face the day ..my loving wife beside me
cats surrounding me....but until then....…
Added by Michael Johnson on July 25, 2017 at 2:52am — No Comments
I wanted a good look at the old soldier's eyes
With a towel cross his shoulders to soak up the sweat…
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