How beautifully you say goodbye

Sun in Gemini

How beautifully you say goodbye

When damp of cold affects the eye

When rustle shuts off bustle’s hiss

And says ‘so brief must be our kiss’

How beautifully you say goodbye…

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Glimmer ~ Balroop Singh #writephoto

Glimmer in the sky
Sue Vincent’s #writephoto

Is that your glimmer that is blinding me?
But I love my darkness
Into which you pushed me
I rejoice in my own domain now.

A glacial glimmer froze me
But Time stood still
To lend empathy to my cause
To harmonize my thoughts

A precursor of serenity
Glimmer glows within me
I abandoned crutches
When I embraced dark clouds

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Songs of the Stone: beehive hut…

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Big-Earth…

Little-Earth…

Bigger-Earth:

Earth-Man-Stars.

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…I followed Kraas’s footfalls as she walked towards the stone.

Just then the moon appeared in the sky overhead and shone its half light directly onto the figure before us.

Out shot a scrawny claw which grasped and held my wrist in its iron grip, “He has silver?” screeched the witch of the wood.

I gasped in pain, slowly unfurling my still tightly clasped fist.

The hessian pouch lay scrunched and soggy in my sweating palm.

The witch snatched it up and emptied out the three, hard won, coins into her left hand…

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No Shadow Too Dark ~ Ken Gierke #writephoto

No Shadow Too Dark

No Shadow Too Dark

Storms will cast their shadows,
yet never dim

the star that shines upon us,
its light held, as well,

within our hearts for those days
that would be darkest, were it not

 

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Too much light…

The soft colours of dawn were painting the sky as I left for work. The village streets, preternaturally quiet now that the schools were on holiday, were, for once, easy to negotiate. Parked cars take up half the width of every street and, on a school day and with oncoming traffic, getting out of the village becomes a slalom exercise in courtesy and patience.

By the time I reached the long stretch into town, the sun was cresting the horizon, setting fire to the skyline and casting long shadows across the road. Another mile, a bend in the road, and the brilliant disc had revealed itself in all its golden glory. I, and every other motorist in the now-queuing traffic, hit the brakes, dazzled by the low-lying orb on a road that runs due east.

There is, I thought, such a thing as too much light.

As the traffic crawled into town, I thought about that from another perspective. Is there ever such a thing as too much Light on the spiritual path? That Light could be said to be our goal, and so you would not immediately think so, and yet I concluded that yes, it was entirely possible.

As far back as I can remember, aspects of the spiritual path were part of my life. I was brought up in a family whose members each found their own way towards a shared goal. Their paths took many forms, encompassing the magical, mystical, spiritual and religious, but their goal seemed essentially the same, and whether they sought to attain the Christian Heaven, a Buddhist Nirvana, or a more abstract Union, each saw Light… formless, timeless and ineffable… as a perfect symbol for what drew and guided them. How could there be too much of that?

The car in front came to an abrupt halt, brake lights blazing. I saw the driver pull down the sun visor. He could not see the road ahead nor its hazards, any more than I could and had reacted by almost causing an accident.

That’s the problem with too much Light. The road we travel through life has hazards enough as it is, without our eyes being so firmly fixed on the Light that we fail to see them. We are, I believe, ere for a purpose. Whether we are an incredible accident of Nature as evolutionary science would have us believe, or part of the design of some Cosmic Intelligence, we are here for a reason and with a purpose to fulfil, whether we are thinking at species level or as individuals.

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Entomology… Stuart France

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The Kingdom…

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is like the smallest of seeds…

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which if it falls on receptive soil…

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Moonrise #midnighthaiku

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The Legend of Earth ~ James Pyles #writephoto

Luke Wallace stumbled over the alien terrain as the dawning sun rose to his left, but it was the twinkling of tiny lights directly in his path that had been holding his attention for the past three hours.

The biologist was the sole survivor of the “Hawking,” an exploratory superluminal spacecraft owned by Blue Astra Space Corporation. The primary power coupling blew just 92 hours after they’d returned to normal space, and 15 minutes after they’d entered orbit around Kessel-Origan B, the most Earth-like exoplanet ever discovered, and only 167 light years from home.

He was the only one to get to an escape pod in time as cryonic gas from the exploding coolant system filled the command module. He ejected the pod, passing through energy ripples caused by the dying FTL drive, what Hicks once called “the probability machine.” The exotic radiation passed directly through the pod’s hull, and it felt like he was swimming through liquid fire when it hit his body.

Five hours ago, he regained consciousness. The pod had already landed, or rather, crash landed. His safety couch had deployed insulating gel,which had shielded him from the shock of impact, but the controls, radio, emergency beacon were all gone. He was lucky to retrieve a three-day supply of water and rations, but there was no going back. He would either have to find a way to survive on an alien world or die.

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7 Things You Can Do To Make Your Blog Posts Standout And Get Read

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Have you ever spent hours researching and writing a blog post for it to then get very few (if any) readers or comments?

Have you ever been deflated when all your hard work and time put into writing a post ends up giving back little if any reward?

Here are seven things I do to ensure that my blog posts stand out and attract hundreds of readers and comments.

Blog Post Titles

I mentioned this in my recent post 7 Ways To Get More Readers To Your Blog. The title of a blog post can be the most critical factor into whether somebody reads your post and/or leaves a comment.

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If the title isn’t eye-catching, then you could be losing hundreds of readers.

First things first, though, always ensure your blog post has a title before hitting the ‘publish’ button.

That may…

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When Another Door Opens ~ Fandango  #writephoto

DB92B21A-4E32-4A93-BB6D-9C19649A11BCAllison looked out of the airplane window shortly after takeoff. The sun was setting over the midwestern city she was leaving, probably forever. She let out a heavy sigh. Her eyes welled up and she struggled to hold back the tears. It was hard for her to face the fact that she was leaving her old life behind.

When she discovered ten months earlier that her husband of eight years was having an affair with her best friend, Allison was devastated. She was more angry with herself for being blind to the betrayal by the man she thought loved her and by her closest friend. She knew that she could never forgive either of them. And she also knew she needed a complete break from everything. It was time to start over with a clean slate.

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