Three things in human life are important: the first is to be kind; the second is to be kind; and the third is to be kind. Henry James Image Source: Jenny Parry, Pinterest Cloudy eyes under folds of skin charred by a life of sun and wind by chance stopped me on the quay awaiting […]
Kindness — Notes From Afar
One ought, every day at least, to hear a little song, read a good poem, see a fine picture, and, if it were possible, to speak a few reasonable words. Johann Wolfgang von Goethe Image Source: Pinterest All I am is energy transformed. I own nothing nor no one; owe my soul and pay nothing. […]
Life Song — Notes From Afar
It is our light, not our darkness that most frightens us. Marianne Williamson, When Love Takes Flight. Image Source: 123rf.com On a plane to Africa, I thought of you. The river between Mozambique and Zimbabwe was beautiful, and deadly too. Out in the high country, across the Black Sea, I needed you. Frozen and exhausted, […]
Reflection — Notes From Afar
Old Poems recycled with new thoughts.
River of Soul — Notes From Afar
The world changes, we do not, therein lies the irony that kills us. Anne Rice – Interview With the Vampire Image Source: Instagram Beardbad Be My Little Vampiress I reach for you now, with trembling fingers, a harsh, callused touch. So tender it seems on goose flesh Horizons, warm, soft, velvet prairie. Your face is […]
My Vampiress — Notes From Afar
Image Source: Pexels I am accepting of contradiction, but recently I feel numb. I try to imagine frustration is a large pond in the middle of the forest. In the soothing isolation of my introspection, I wade into the water and let it wash over me. It can be hard to understand the ocean from […]
Wavering Faith — Notes From Afar
I dream of Alchemy,a spell of sweet magic,cast in a sinister hell.Life a whisper of synergydrifting on failure,a mist of tearsmixed in darknessemotions of smell;Lilac and ginger,Frankincense,agarwood too.Fingertips drift on velvet feather;she in a fetal reston the back of a flying crane.We conjured an oceanwith sky colored seafoam,and undulating waves – cobalt blue.I wore my […]
The Alchemist’s Dreams — Notes From Afar
I am going over there it’s not my home I have walked away I am gone.
Going Over There — Notes From Afar
Be Still like a great mountain. Move like a Flowing river. Chang San-Feng, Creator of Tai-Chi Image Source: Pinterest Awakening just as dawn breaks through distant clouds, your space next to me is cold and bare, only the disturbed sheets hold your form. Now, I know you were never there, only a dream come true […]
Inner Sanctum — Notes From Afar
By Hyperion aka Daniel I stood on the ramparts of age stained wooden beams looking over crenellations of a dying civilization without hope, over the heads of conquering hordes, lazy in their days, preparing for the terrors of night. Beyond the smell of decayed greed And displaced honor was a road, in a winding valley […]
A Knight’s Quest — Notes From Afar
To Remain hidden or to fly and leap, it is all up to the Mind. Chang Po-Tuan, 11 A. D. Image Source: Pinterest
Where to Find Me — Notes From Afar
I am going over there it’s not my home I have walked away I am gone.
Going Over There — Notes From Afar
Apple Rae, The Idea Provoker, brings us an enlightened message for the new world born in Pandemic.
Connection — Notes From Afar
Three things in human life are important: the first is to be kind; the second is to be kind; and the third is to be kind. Henry James Image Source: Jenny Parry, Pinterest Cloudy eyes under folds of skin charred by a life of sun and wind by chance stopped me on the quay awaiting […]
Kindness — Notes From Afar
Old Poems recycled with new thoughts.
River of Soul — Notes From Afar
Image Source: Pexels I am accepting of contradiction, but recently I feel numb. I try to imagine frustration is a large pond in the middle of the forest. In the soothing isolation of my introspection, I wade into the water and let it wash over me. It can be hard to understand the ocean from […]
Wavering Faith — Notes From Afar
“Ang ganda mo, Tala-Rae.” You are beautiful, Ezra greeted Rae as her eyes opened to the green and gray mist that surrounded them up in their perch.
Tribal-009 — Notes From Afar
Captain Sophia Rae discovers her ancient history and her future with the aid of a cheeky AI.
Tribal-Prologue — Notes From Afar
Captain Rae is shot down and lost in the jungle.
Tribal-001 — Notes From Afar
You alone shall climb my steep and rocky soul. Kahlil Gibran Image Source: Pinterest TRIBAL Chapter 2 Defeat By Kahlil Gibran Defeat, my Defeat, my solitude, and my aloofness; You are dearer to me than a thousand triumphs, And sweeter to my heart than all world-glory. Defeat, my Defeat, my self-knowledge, and my defiance, […]
Tribal-002 — Notes From Afar
Rae sees Ezra from a distance in the jungle for the first time.
Tribal-003 — Notes From Afar
Rae has her first encounter with the wildlife on old Earth while Ezra frantically tries to intervene.
Tribal-004 — Notes From Afar
Rae, defiant and enraged with adrenaline, placed her weapon on safe and muttered, “how do you like that, fur-burger?”
Tribal-005 — Notes From Afar
Rae rolled carefully on her back and let the sensuous feel of the fur pelts against her skin urge her with pleasant thoughts to arise and greet the day
Tribal-006 — Notes From Afar
What does that sigh mean when preceded by the fragrance of flowers mixed with coconut oil, raw, unfiltered, and sensational under pressing fingers, strong palms, and probing thumb?
Tribal-007 — Notes From Afar
Rae rolled over on her side and pressed herself against Ezra. He was warm and had a certain softness in his relaxed state that Rae loved.
Tribal-008 — Notes From Afar
The sun was falling behind the mountains, peeking over the ridges, and setting the hills, like backbones of long sleeping dragons, ablaze in golden hues.
Tribal-10 — Notes From Afar
Rae listened to Ezra as they sat at the canyon’s edge, looking away from the falls to the open land below. The hills continued into the distance until they disappeared in a lavender mist.
Tribal 11 — Notes From Afar
Rae settled in the pilot seat and looked up, her eyes looking beyond the canyon’s high walls at two crested Hawk-Eagles circling in the distance.
Tribal-13 — Notes From Afar
I dream of Alchemy,a spell of sweet magic,cast in a sinister hell.Life a whisper of synergydrifting on failure,a mist of tearsmixed in darknessemotions of smell;Lilac and ginger,Frankincense,agarwood too.Fingertips drift on velvet feather;she in a fetal reston the back of a flying crane.We conjured an oceanwith sky colored seafoam,and undulating waves – cobalt blue.I wore my […]
The Alchemist’s Dreams — Notes From Afar
The return of dragons is the era of hope, change, and the new dawn of our humanity as we turn away from a predatory culture of hate and retribution to the culture of connection and love in all its many forms. Impromptu Story: What happens when you change and let go?
Impromptu Story: What happens when you change and let go? — Notes From Afar
Image Source: Pinterest At the fourth Dragon Gate, I learned that to remain hidden from negative things, or to fly over my mental and physical boundaries, and leap into the true connection among people, I must first accept the birth place of all things – the cosmos. It is in the mind one finds the […]
The Dragon Gate — Notes From Afar
If I should die,” said I to myself, “I have left no immortal work behind me – nothing to make my friends proud of my memory – but I have lov’d the principle of beauty in all things, and if I had had time I would have made myself remember’d. John Keats as quoted in […]
Good Bye Dear Reader — Notes From Afar
I dream of Alchemy,a spell of sweet magic,cast in a sinister hell.Life a whisper of synergydrifting on failure,a mist of tearsmixed in darknessemotions of smell;Lilac and ginger,Frankincense,agarwood too.Fingertips drift on velvet feather;she in a fetal reston the back of a flying crane.We conjured an oceanwith sky colored seafoam,and undulating waves – cobalt blue.I wore my […]
The Alchemist’s Dreams — Notes From Afar
Rae settled in the pilot seat and looked up, her eyes looking beyond the canyon’s high walls at two crested Hawk-Eagles circling in the distance.
Tribal-13 — Notes From Afar
My mistress’ eyes are nothing like the sun; Coral is far more red than her lips’ red; If snow be white, why then her breasts are dun; If hairs be wires, black wires grow on her head.
Tribal-012 — Notes From Afar
Rae listened to Ezra as they sat at the canyon’s edge, looking away from the falls to the open land below. The hills continued into the distance until they disappeared in a lavender mist.
Tribal 11 — Notes From Afar
The sun was falling behind the mountains, peeking over the ridges, and setting the hills, like backbones of long sleeping dragons, ablaze in golden hues.
Tribal-10 — Notes From Afar
“Ang ganda mo, Tala-Rae.” You are beautiful, Ezra greeted Rae as her eyes opened to the green and gray mist that surrounded them up in their perch.
Tribal-009 — Notes From Afar
Rae rolled over on her side and pressed herself against Ezra. He was warm and had a certain softness in his relaxed state that Rae loved.
Tribal-008 — Notes From Afar
What does that sigh mean when preceded by the fragrance of flowers mixed with coconut oil, raw, unfiltered, and sensational under pressing fingers, strong palms, and probing thumb?
Tribal-007 — Notes From Afar
Rae rolled carefully on her back and let the sensuous feel of the fur pelts against her skin urge her with pleasant thoughts to arise and greet the day
Tribal-006 — Notes From Afar
Rae, defiant and enraged with adrenaline, placed her weapon on safe and muttered, “how do you like that, fur-burger?”
Tribal-005 — Notes From Afar
Rae has her first encounter with the wildlife on old Earth while Ezra frantically tries to intervene.
Tribal-004 — Notes From Afar
Rae sees Ezra from a distance in the jungle for the first time.
Tribal-003 — Notes From Afar
You alone shall climb my steep and rocky soul. Kahlil Gibran Image Source: Pinterest TRIBAL Chapter 2 Defeat By Kahlil Gibran Defeat, my Defeat, my solitude, and my aloofness; You are dearer to me than a thousand triumphs, And sweeter to my heart than all world-glory. Defeat, my Defeat, my self-knowledge, and my defiance, […]
Tribal-002 — Notes From Afar
Captain Rae is shot down and lost in the jungle.
Tribal-001 — Notes From Afar
Captain Sophia Rae discovers her ancient history and her future with the aid of a cheeky AI.
Tribal-Prologue — Notes From Afar
Don’t go, I plead wordlessly. But I can taste the good-bye on his lips Marie Lu, Prodigy The Sad Café VII A love story by Holly Hunter and Hyperion Sturm Common Ground By Holly Hunter The heart can fall like a suicide spiral down like the shade of midnight deserts cold as petals on […]
The Sad Cafe VII — Notes From Afar
David and Renate are Reunited in Saint-Tropez. Love blooms anew but the call of destiny is a discordant note.
The Sad Cafe VI — Notes From Afar
