Some people swore the house was haunted. I was never a subscriber to the supernatural forces, that people rumor, is constantly watching us. The speculation of this house has been around since I was a teenager. It scared people a decade ago but now it’s a mysterious thrill for this new generation. We respected the sanctuary of the house in its entirety and let the muses sleep with their dignity. Still the rumor is still floating around and these ears haven’t heard of anyone trying to tackle the challenge. Or the people who did never made it back out. Death, ghosts, souls in limbo killing the living’ now that’s jealousy.
Friday, October 15, 2010
A Peasants Parable
A Peasants Parable
There was once was a peasant. All he ever wanted was the fastest horse in the entire world. He wouldn't settle for anything less until he got his wish. One day after scraping up horse shit for the day, he took his weekly pay check and went to the local fortune teller and her some questions.
"How is my future?"
"Your immediate future will be victorious" said the blind fortune teller.
"Will I ever receive my wish for the fastest horse in the entire world?"
The fortune teller whispers "Yes."
There was once was a peasant. All he ever wanted was the fastest horse in the entire world. He wouldn't settle for anything less until he got his wish. One day after scraping up horse shit for the day, he took his weekly pay check and went to the local fortune teller and her some questions.
"How is my future?"
"Your immediate future will be victorious" said the blind fortune teller.
"Will I ever receive my wish for the fastest horse in the entire world?"
The fortune teller whispers "Yes."
The Smallest of Fractions
The Smallest of Fractions
Our galaxy spins in a spiral. One by one mass encumbers matter and all is swirling around a star. And one by one we all follow, our year is not like theirs. But we share the same time. Each planet has its own characteristics. All eight of them surrounded around a sun trying to keep up. Some trying harder than others some falling behind. Runts that don't make it and ones to big if split up they could be 8 planets the size of ours. Some reach their extremes and our too hot or too cold depending on their distance from the ominous sun. Most don't like the presence of humanity or humanity can't establish their curse on their soil mostly do to their behavioral atmospheres.
Our galaxy spins in a spiral. One by one mass encumbers matter and all is swirling around a star. And one by one we all follow, our year is not like theirs. But we share the same time. Each planet has its own characteristics. All eight of them surrounded around a sun trying to keep up. Some trying harder than others some falling behind. Runts that don't make it and ones to big if split up they could be 8 planets the size of ours. Some reach their extremes and our too hot or too cold depending on their distance from the ominous sun. Most don't like the presence of humanity or humanity can't establish their curse on their soil mostly do to their behavioral atmospheres.
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