An ode in several parts to blooms. Of the Rose initially…
Continue ReadingOne thing leads to another with dealing with a pipe I broke.
Continue ReadingJentry sat up from where he was laying on the ground; he looked at the motionless bodies of his sister and the boy. Lisa’s eyes opened and her lifeless body suddenly arched into the air as her life forced returned to her fragile shell. Looking up at her brother tears flowing down her face, she asked. Were we both really dead or was this some awful dream? Then looking over at young White Wolf who still lay motionless beside them on the ground, Lisa realized that it was not a dream! She moved over to where the child’s body was and lifted the boy up cradling him in her arms while holding him close to her. Why? Why did it have to end like this? Why was but a child given such a huge responsibility? She asks.
Continue ReadingHiding from oneself.
Continue ReadingJesus is not dead. He is risen! Without the resureection, there is no salvation!
Continue ReadingA story on a deal of money to be spent.
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Continue ReadingWhat do chicken nuggets think about?
Continue ReadingSomething’s wrong here.
Continue ReadingLeft home? Away at university? Living in a house with other students? Realization that you haven’t all got the same interests and points of view? Missing the comfort and safety of home?
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