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Hello!? Is anyone there?? Knock if you want in!   ** Image ID #1975123 Unavailable ** ~~Image #1500358 Sharing Restricted~~ ** Image ID #1646857 Unavailable **  This blog contains only items derived from specific prompts. I'm too stubborn to take the time to post the prompt that the entry is based on. So if you don't understand whats going on - well, I dunno - I guess that just means you don't understand. I would also like to invite you to take a look at my other blog:
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| BCOF: Six Word Novel. Perseverance brought me here. To you. The End Blog City: I think, perhaps, Travel brings me the greatest stimulation for writing. I think I'll make a regular installment in my port: Travel View Points. Thanks for the idea. |
| Blog City: "Where does this crap go"? "Just shove it in the junk drawer! That one over there!" "But it has a hole in in it. And it's over the trash can." "Yeah, I know." BCOF: To try is to fail. Understanding potential is the achievement. |
| BCOF: It was too cloudy for me to see this eclipse, so this poem is about the last Blood Moon I saw. (previously written)
Blog City: Overthinking, by definition, is too much. Sometimes, though, I find that 'too much' is a lot of fun! I LOT more fulfilling than 'not quite enough'! |
Haiku Traced Gluons Sensory input. Finitude infinitum. Senescence is naught. The quantum state is, cosmologicly speaking, much greater than I. Mind is poetry. Science is Philosophy. Philos is the goal. The pores of the soul, inhale and exhale sorrow. Hearts blood pouring forth. Haiku traced gluons Particles of anti-verse, encrusting the Souls. |
The seller of a home should never tell the prospective buyers, under any circumstances, that a death or other tragedy has occurred in the home. The buyer will not purchase said home if he is not intended to. If she is squeamish she may be tempted to turn down the offer, which would be a tragedy in itself. We all know that destiny is not to be trifled with! No, my dear sellers, keep your lips sealed! Don't tempt the history of the house to turn upon you!    Caveat emptor!!!    |
| Blog City: Houses made like homes, are built on ancestors backs. Crushing the dusty and withered corpses of ghosts. Ghosts, loving through their haunting. BCOF: I have only lived in haunted houses. I believe in everything. |
| BCOF: Autumn Blog City: Writing By Hand. Right now what I like best about Autumn is that it represents change. Change can be good and change can be bad. Quarters are usually better than nickels. Except when nickels are Buffalo Heads. See, things can be worth more or less depending on how they change. The coming of Autumn reminds me of the change of seasons, the change of climate, the fact that everything changes. When I lived in the tropics I longed for Autumn, For Winter and for Spring. When I live in the Arctic I long for Summer. Change is good and change is bad, but is seems I can never get enough of it. But, paradoxically, sometimes I feel I can't handle it at all. Luckily I've found that I can travel and find whatever season I want, whenever I want it. There have been many changes in writing styles over the years. I think fingers have even begun to evolve. They used to be more for manipulation, but now they seem to be more for poking. I remember when I was very young I was fascinated by fountain pens. I searched the woodlands to find the proper feathers to improve my quill pen collection. Ball Points where impressive when they showed up. And, WOW, felt tips - interesting. Typewriters - Electric Typewriters - Word Processors - Computers - Lap Tops - Notepads - Phones - I think they got things now that will make printed words from spoken words. Sometimes change is way to much. Maybe good - maybe not. I like pencils. I'm writing this using a pencil. When I write something that requires thought, I must use a pencil. Some things I don't want to change. |
| BCOF: I, at least, feel that I cannot have the best imagination without a good sense of humor - And vice versa. I imagine that's about all I have to say about that. Blog City: The most important thing in my life has always been my family. And, I imagine, that if anyone lives long enough that's bound to change. |
| BCOF: I can ride a bike! But I do often fall off! Yeah, life is like that. Blog City: Do I have a Tube? That tells me how to do it? I'll just take a look. |
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