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- Sep 30, 2026
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3:02 a.m. Wednesday morning (opens the original)
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He says to just write and so I amBeyond the boundary of selfWhere recognition hidesThere is turmoilI once knew a womanbut that was oncein a long line of forget-me-notsBeyond the selfIs IAnd I wander the forests of EdenHungry for the lossOnce I dreamt of valleyswhere the wild river flowedBut that was then andNow is NowI ask forgiveness of \godsthat never listenI search beyond the one-eyed scarecrowFor answers to the eternal question Who am IWhat is my purposeWill I live long enough to see
shaman chpt 9 continued and continued again (opens the original)
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“Then it’s agreed,” Seth said. “We will use this crawlspace to enter the hall. They will have the fewest guards at the cabin’s front entrance. While Zar and I confront the compleo outside, you and Neranda must run the distance to the safety of the forest. There is a small outcropping of hills near to the basin by the Kanthu. We’ll all meet there.” Widening the crawlspace took Zar longer than he expected. More than once, the remaining timbers needed shoring up with planks that he dislodged. Seth
I STOOD UPON A MOUNTAIN LOOKING DOWN (opens the original)
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“Do you remember when I died?” Bill asked. July 17 or 19 1970,” Elliott answered.'“We’ve been together a long time,” Bill said.“Through thick and thin,” Elliott responded.“They don’t know about us, do they?” Bill asked.It’s better this way, don’t you think?” Elliott said.“They think I’m bipolar!” Bill exclaimed.“Let them think what they want; it really doesn’t matter,” Elliott said scornfully. “It all comes out the same in the end.“I guess you’re ri
FREE FORM (opens the original)
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tHERE’ A CAVE BESIDE A MOUNTAINAnd I ENTER WITH CAUTIONTHERE’S A SECRET TO LIVING THAT I’ve NEVER GOTTEN USED TOSO I REMAIN TO GUARD THE ENTRANCEIT HAS BEEN MONTHS SINCE I LEFT THIS HOUSE I JUST WRITETHEY SAY IF YOU LISTEN VERY CAREFULLY YOU CAN HEAR THE WHISPERING OF DRAGONSLIVING ON CHEESE AND PEANUT BUTTER AND THE OCCASIONAL CAN OF SOUPTHEY SAY MONKEY SPIRITS INHABIT THE TOMBSONLY 33 PAGES LEFT AND THE MANUSCRIPT IS FINISHEDMY SWORD ARM ACHES FROM TYPINGTHEY SAY THE DRAGONS ONCE RULED THESE L
KARMA DANCES A ZEN MOVEMENT (opens the original)
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At the foot of my brass bed, my past lives devour my false guiltI argue with the former ghosts over the merits of my lifeThreatening to smash the maple furniture that reeks of my childhoodI moan and scream; a sex starved eunuchI play with my imaginary cock, the mistress of dawnLaughing as I tongue her indifference, I pin the spiderBeneath my weight, her taut webDrawing me to her, my juices, her venom, singWe recreate Eden
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