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Look into the sky. Feel the sun of Helios on your face. Sleep; feel Selene's moonlight on your skin - rise to greet the dawn of Eos. You will know my thoughts well.

Echoes

A little story about PTSD and finding one’s way through reflection and seeking the right kind of help. Often, the wounded turn to drugs and alcohol or high risk behaviors to drowned out the unwelcome thoughts and emotions. That only serves to further bury the living in the ninth ring of hell.

Return of Dragons

I parked in a small lot behind the building and paused to compose myself. The rhythmic thump of my heartbeat in my ears grew louder as I stepped out into the heat. The ramp to the double glass doors was a tunnel collecting the roar of traffic and distant construction. A fine sheen of sweat collected on my forehead and the small of my back. The distant sound of guns filled my mind, and for a moment, I stood at the door with one foot in reality and the other in a distant past.

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World of Pains

World of Pains

“Do you not see how necessary a world of pains and troubles are to school an intelligence and make it a soul?”  ― John Keats, Letters of John Keats    

The Mermaid – Scene 1

Here’s a small diversion from the nose biting, ear pulling, and eye poking taking place all around us. Stay grounded my friends. We’re going to make it.

Return of Dragons

“But a mermaid has no tears, and therefore she suffers so much more.”  ― Hans Christian Andersen, The Little Mermaid

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My Soul, My Sin, My Mermaid

   Thirty days running the Goldie River on the turtle’s tail of Papua New Guinea chasing rebels left me exhausted and wild-eyed watching out for any man or beast that would try to stop me from my rendezvous with an ice-cold beer. We headed south through the twisting valleys,  jungle, and rolling mountains until the canopy parted revealing blue sky and cotton candy clouds running straight for the Coral Sea.

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March of the Cybrids-Ch 11

“The new world is as yet behind the veil of destiny in my eyes; however, its dawn has been unveiled” ― Muhammad Iqbal New Dawn He sat at the table in the restaurant where he first met Gloria. Memories of... Continue Reading →

March of the Cybrids-Ch 10

“Heresy is the eternal dawn, the morning star, the glittering herald of the day. Heresy is the last and best thought. It is the perpetual New World, the unknown sea, toward which the brave all sail. It is the eternal... Continue Reading →

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