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” Good day, Mr. Carpenter, any projects planned for this week”. “Why yes, Professor Fluff, I am building a ramp for my neighbor who has mobility issues, and what are your plans for the week”. ” I’m building a stairway to the stars, its been years in the planning, and I have about another 30Continue reading “Construction”

She died in her sleep, two months following their 70th wedding anniversary, and was buried four days later. He spent the funeral in a dream. Dreams of their wedding day, a life well lived, the last day they spent together reading quietly in their favorite chairs. He could not let her go and requested aContinue reading “In Between”

I recently posted a blog on postmodernism and I have just read an article by Michael Graeme that mirrors my views but in a much more eloquent fashion. I hope you will give it a read. https://michaelgraeme.wordpress.com/2020/08/14/the-intellectual-dark-web/

“Make yourself useful and pass me that book” commanded Anne, as she languidly waved her hand in the direction of the end table. “What did your last slave die of, overwork”, retorted Mark, as he reached for the book and expertly pitched it onto Anne’s lap. Six siblings, one year apart, under one roof madeContinue reading “Sibling Battles”

Things generally happen in three’s, as Marty was soon to find out. The first thing that happened was Marty lost his job. He didn’t necessarily care about the job but he did care about the loss of income. Employment Insurance barely covered his rent and he still had to eat, pay his telephone bill andContinue reading “Vision Care”

Joe leaned over the bridge, peering into the murky depths of the waters swirling below. Dark clouds were looming on the horizon, moving in his direction and he had decisions to make. Joe was a Trojan horse, offering himself as a charming gift to the world, while concealing the dark malevolence lurking within. He hadContinue reading “Trojan Horse”

Change is inevitable in life as we restless humans constantly prowl the planet for value and meaning to justify our fragile existence. Old gods give way to new gods, old structures to new structures, old idea to modern ideas and society continues to take shape based on our current vogue of thinking. In 1895 Freud’sContinue reading “Change”

Eve’s, dreams were of travel, but her penny pinching, soulless husband refused to waste money on such frivolity and despite her constant protestations refused to budge on this issue. Eve was stubborn, refusing to give up her dreams and determined to give it one more try by baking her husband’s favorite, apple pie, to temptContinue reading “Apple Pie”

Your swirling hair Beguiles Your beauty Transfixes Your presence Mesmerizes Perceived In the mirror Your reflection Sustains Issue from Your blood Takes flight To the stars Your head adorns A warriors shield. Who am I.

They called him the hunchback who couldn’t get a dame, and laughed uproariously at their sardonic wit. Hugo accepted the jibes with humor, after all wasn’t God the greater jester, having missed the final brush stroke in his creation. Hugo had searched for his Esmeralda, but alas could find no beautiful muse to sooth hisContinue reading “The Artist”