Butterflies wings stir
Dust fallen from dreams
Sparkle what we think we see
Smoke what we know we see
Pieces of yesterday viewed tomorrow
Our thoughts free
Nothing ever lacks chains
Beholden to beliefs imagined
Ties that bind choke their captor
We are only blind to truths we need
My belief breadcrumbs
Dust fallen from dreams
Contrived shattering illusions of now
Shallow answers of life’s questions
Depth of feelings skin deep as well
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Fiction Writing
my writing junkyard
A dose of fetish. Good friends. An incomparable muse.
I want to sing like the birds sing, not worrying about who hears or what they think.
My view of this wonderful and crazy life - as I travel and explore.
A different kind of beautiful
An Introvert's "Ice Cream Social"
We are freaks. Society dejects us...so we find solace in things that don't exist...
Welcome To My World
Life is just a story. And I've got a pen.
"Good science fiction doesn’t have safe spaces.” -Mark Pontin
Karin Ravasio nature photography, motivation, products
HOPELESSLY ROMANTIC
An onion has many layers. So have I!
Views on Football from the Front Row
Life is simple... So take notes
Never get lost in the Sauce
Fiction Writing
my writing junkyard
A dose of fetish. Good friends. An incomparable muse.
I want to sing like the birds sing, not worrying about who hears or what they think.
My view of this wonderful and crazy life - as I travel and explore.
A different kind of beautiful
An Introvert's "Ice Cream Social"
We are freaks. Society dejects us...so we find solace in things that don't exist...
Welcome To My World
Life is just a story. And I've got a pen.
"Good science fiction doesn’t have safe spaces.” -Mark Pontin
Very nice!
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Thank you my dear. 🙂
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