I’m going to do something crazy. Serialize the narrating of my inner unfolding in a shamelessly autobiographical manner. This is my truth and intimate meaning. I do not care if it offends, but that is light years away from my intention.
Category / Stories
A-i-t-S 2 : A Dream For Who
The 2nd in a series venturing beyond the veil of the obvious. Read this for more info about this series in general. Continuing on from last week’s episode, I have decided to finish the series by this year’s end, re-posting the few which have already appeared and adding the new ones as well. This supernatural dream was posted in 2018.
One Word For Two Things
What does Sagittarius or Venus mean? Words like these meant completely different things millenia ago than what they do now. For one to increase, the other had to dwindle and fade.
Rapture Advice in Aisle 6
I like to hit the supermarkets at night, about half an hour before closing. Peaceful, almost empty, fast. And uneventful… normally.
Parable of the Chiro and the Osteo
A truly skilled healer must artistically blend a deep understanding of four diverse ingredients concerning human disease: the physical body, the psyche, the spirit, and karma. There exist almost no truly skilled healers in the world at present. 3 out of 4, or maybe even 2 out of 4, might have to do for now. This said, alternative practitioners can and do enthusiastically aim high when applying their particular slice of holistic vision to a client.
Bridge to Her Spirit
Halloween Picasso
So many precious moments I’ve lived, putting him to sleep after a long story. That sweet sweet interlude afterwards as he drifts off to paradise.
The Truth-See Demeanor
A young boy experiences the tug-of-war between the heady excitement and level-headed clarity which comes with the quest for knowledge. NOTE: I decided to re-post this story from a couple of years back as I’ve been thinking about it lately, and added an ‘Addendum’.
Hormone Train
I heard that story, a month ago, about some radio station in Ohio or somewhere proclaiming they’d banned any further airplay of “Baby It’s Cold Outside” due to its supposedly Neanderthal take on #me-too morays. Don’t really like the song that much, but my gut reaction was to organize a marathon podcast featuring every cover of the song I could find. Then a dream came a few nights later, resolving the matter in a different direction. Adapted below… it takes place probably somewhere in the mid 2030s.
A-wo-el’s Lamentation
How did Atlantis’ Fall, and the prospects of a strange new future civilization to the east, manifest to ones awake near the end?
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