Tag Archive | writing
Compassion-scape
Originally posted on Wuji Seshat:
Happiness cannot be traveled to, owned, earned, worn or consumed. Happiness is the spiritual experience of living every minute with love, grace, and gratitude. ~ Denis Waitley Let’s go dancing to the ceiling with candles for our soul let’s hide out amidst the fireworks and wait for hypnotic words so…
A Fruity Affair…
Originally posted on weebletheringskite:
Beyond reason, beyond sense, lies man. In millions of years (days?) hence, when they try to understand our demise, they will return to this. They won’t understand it. They’ll read and read and read, book after book after book and still they won’t understand it. They’ll turn to film, to documentaries, to chat shows,…
A Poison Tree by John Dolan Earns Five Stars!
Originally posted on olbigjim:
From the Amazon blurb: “You kill my wife and I’ll kill yours.” You must admit, as a proposition, it has an alluring symmetry to it. It is 1999, and as the Millennium approaches, old certainties wither. For family man, David Braddock, his hitherto predictable world is undergoing a slow collapse. The…
…a ‘Chinese burn’ with a different ‘twist’… #TBSU…
Originally posted on Seumas Gallacher:
…it seems a lot of yeez enjoyed the (true) story I posted yesterday about the Society Dame in Noo Yawk and the Chinese gentleman… in similar vein, this may also tickle yeez… I WURKED for many years in Hong Kong, from 1980 onward, and thoroughly enjoyed the experiences there… the…
In each chest a clock, its spring wearing
Originally posted on C h a z z W r i t e s . c o m:
Tonight I thanked a friend and said goodbye for the last time. It is a grim ritual, this business of the last goodbye. My friend didn’t look like the man I knew. He appeared as a sleeping wax figure,…
…you likee soupee?… #TBSU…
Originally posted on Seumas Gallacher:
…having lived in the Far East and Middle East for the last 35 years, it never ceases to amaze me when I hear expatriates attempting to converse in English with people whose native tongue may not be the same as their own… the garbled ‘language’ they utilise when they talk…
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