essay: #108: 21 grams

c.deelee55

They say the soul weighs 21 grams.
But what,a lifetime of love?
This cartography of the human heart.
For those.
Lost, and found.

So fragile at first.
These steps into the unknown.
"OPEN YOUR EYES," I whisper.

But I can't.

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essay: #107: Love Spreads

When you least expect it...

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essay: #106: Satellite Snapshots

Flooding in the North.
Fires in the South.
World gone topsy-turvy.
A planet, catches alight, meanwhile.
From a sun oh, so hot.

So much to taste in this brave, new satellite world.
A place of sliding doors.
And first true loves.
Now, a decorated marine.
Whispers sweet nothings...

To all my yesterdays.

And tomorrows.

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essay: #105: Warmth

c. Andrew Brownbill.

Jayne is saddened by fires and warmed by friends.

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essay: #104 Darcey Blues

c.sebastian Costanzo.


Sweet Darcey Freeman.
Only four-years-old.
Daddy snaps.
Throws her off the Westgate.
To her death below.
Little Angel with no wings.
Forever, broken.
RIP

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essay: #103: Reality

In a nutshell...

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essay: #102: Origin of The Species

c. Somsak Pahna

World gone haywire.

Snow in Vegas and Malibu.

India continues on high state of alert. 

New origin of the species.

Discovered in deep, dark Mekong delta.

Hot pink 'cyanide producing' millipede.

"From a treasure trove of 1,000 new species..."

"Amazing how we can be so clueless and then get it right."

Says a friend meanwhile, in downtown SF.

And there lies the beauty.

Of our continuing Rites of Passage.

Stormy but always profound....

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