Oars sink into the sand My boat tosses in the waves I walk along the outskirts of this new found dreary place. Hands rake through the pebbles Turning pieces of my mind I search the horizon for a hopeful beacon of light. Darkness brews Tears flow through But I can't imagine why It's… Continue reading Lost
There are many clichés about the heart that we use day to day. "Follow your heart", "listen to your heart", "stay true to your heart"... but what if these are not just clichés. What if we take them literally and they reveal a world of magic beyond our wildest imaginings? About five years ago, I… Continue reading Following the Heart and Finding God
I slowly backed away and headed hurriedly down the hallway towards the staircase. My new companion chided ¨Ahar Matey! Ahar Matey!¨ My head buzzed with the new information as I opened the door and stumbled into the shoulder of my most esteemed friend...(from previous article). "June!" I exclaimed. My friend recovered from the stumble and… Continue reading SS Heroes: A Human Odyssey (Part 3)
Curiosity was getting the better of me and since I knew the staff wouldn't answer my questions, I began to wander the SS Heroes after breakfast. I looked for signs of anything that would lead me to some clues...(from the previous article). I started off down the main hallway back towards the dormitories, which… Continue reading SS Heroes- A Human Odyssey (Part 2)
It was a regular day aboard the SS Heroes luxury liner. SS Heroes was the fastest vessel of its kind and every day it seemed to go faster and faster. It had been travelling on this aimless course for decades. It had an enormous capacity of one million passengers. Days seamlessly blurred into nights in… Continue reading SS Heroes- A Human Odyssey (Part 1)
The warm fall sun dazzles my wings as I hover and swoop over the Valley. The wind rustles the tall willow trees and beaming children play among bright orange pumpkins. I follow a whoosh of air over the main road and find a small frog pond with lily pads. I bask in the sun on… Continue reading The Creative Dragonfly: Water and Its People
Change permeates the thin cracked walls and zombies stare amazed at the maze
A dark shadow casts coolness over my stone and before I know what is happening I have been caught. I hear a voice now, not from inside of me, but the loud voice of an air world creature. A towering human with long brown hair, covered head to toe with cloth, and a hat reading Kejimkujik Researcher, has now encased me in a white netting.