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By Dann Labyrinthian
Zombies, werewolves, and vampires OH MY! As the tale continues to unfold in the Zombie apocalypse, we will follow Jayce and Chet through the Zombie infested streets towards the Radio Station. Is it too late for the duo or will they make it unhindered? Read the final conclusion to Running with...
Short Story | Updated May 31, 2014 | Reads: 6 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
One of my most recent journal pieces. A descriptive and visual piece on a recurring dream I have had for years. Accompanied by the sounds of Gustav Mahler's Adagietto from Symphony #5. Worth the read and the visual journey :)Enjoy
Life ever so fleeting
echos of pleasure... moaning... whispers
there is no better sound.
Kuroha and Izumi sings a duet. Southern Cross Symphony No.1
Ever notice the more people talk, the less they say? Am I the only one that doesn't talk just to hear themselves? Ah, there is a better way...song...
I lie in my bed and sometimes still ,listen to nature's voice, call, within my space, I
love to hear before human noises come in.
Poetry | Updated Mar 24, 2013 | Reads: 14 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 2
Physicist Henry Bowen, on the first true test of his time machine, goes back in time to meet his childhood idol, Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart, but accidentally brings him into the 20th century. With only 24 hours before his travel disrupts the time & space continuum, Mozart seeks to learn as many...
By Rey Fawkes
Where did she learn to dance; where did we all?
Sudden inspiration from starring out a window a late summer night... Hope you can imagine the scene I try to describe here. Please tell me your views. All feedback is highly appriacted!
It's another piece in my
Miscellaneous | Updated Aug 4, 2011 | Reads: 2 | Comments: 5 | Likes: 7
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Poetry | Updated Jul 16, 2011 | Reads: 0 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 1
By Tim Greaton
How often do our thoughts become our reality or does our reality impact our thoughts?
a bit corny but i liked some of the images very much.
Poetry | Updated Apr 26, 2011 | Reads: 2 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 1
By Phil Nohl
As Stage Manager for a major symphony orchestra, I had both good nights and bad. This was one of the worst, and I had no one to blame but myself. Because of my carelessness, a beautiful magician's assistant nearly dies during a live outdoor concert in Phoenix, Arizona.