
Nature’s silent flames
Pyrotechnical display
Repeated daily

In competition
Recreating transient stars
Man doomed to failure

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Sue Vincent was a Yorkshire born writer, esoteric teacher and a Director of The Silent Eye. She was immersed in the Mysteries all her life. Sue maintained a popular blog and is co-author of The Mystical Hexagram with Dr G.M.Vasey. Sue lived in Buckinghamshire, having been stranded there due to an accident with a blindfold, a pin and a map. She had a lasting love-affair with the landscape of Albion, the hidden country of the heart. Sue passed into spirit at the end of March 2021.
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How about a few comets?
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No photos, I’m afraid …but the shooting stars of the meteor showers outdo any fireworks 🙂
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Beautiful words, Sue.
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Thanks, Robbie.
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Thank you for sharing, Kevin.
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Thanks, Jaye. x
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Thank you, Michael.
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We endure a lot of fireworks here also. Animals are traumatized and the air is filled with dirt and poison. I used to like fireworks once a year in the U.S. but it’s way overdone here. Some buy Chinese fireworks I’ve read are cheap and have poisonous substances in them. There’s enough air pollution here as it is. We don’t need more. It sometimes goes on day after day. 😦 — Suzanne
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I don’t mind fireworks myself…and I love the smell… but that is in a country where they are still relatively rare. The animals are not so keen though.
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I am petrified of fireworks. My daughter once thought to cure me by taking me to our local display, she turned around to see me trying to climb a tree in panic. They are horrid. xxx
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Oh dear… I like them occasionally, but show me a wet worm and I’d be in the tree with you. xxx
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okay, we’ll find the strongest tree. An amusing story from when I was on a visit to London to see my brother with my two best friends. We were just about to go into the Wag club when the police sirens started to wail and we could hear the sound of running feet. I was terrified and climbed up a vw white van that was near me. The pursued man ran around the corner and stopped wondering why on earth this woman was sitting on top of a van before carrying on running. xxx
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LOL… I like a woman who can still climb, though I favour rocks and trees myself 😉 xx
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