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The first time I went out to temple exploration academically and I was forced to do it very very text book. I just could not keep a straight face while my imagination ran wild when I was at the site of one the most exquisite and modular cave temples in all of the world, Badami, Karnataka, India....
Here is a small poem on how Zelda Temples get me so aggravated.
Poetry | Updated Oct 12, 2013 | Reads: 7 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
Juggernaut carried three green candles made from vegetable oil to light them at a Hindu temple, Muslim Dargah and Catholic church. He gets a different expereince at each place of worship.
This is a Biography of the Works of our Leader and Teacher the Holy Spirit of Truth Ansar El Muhammad the Select one the Allah Master J Man
Article | Updated Aug 10, 2013 | Reads: 16 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 0
By Thomas Sorrell
An awful marriage comes to an end in a spiraling tunnel of flowers.
By Angel Plant
Memories of pleasure are all around us. Every day brings something new to add to the memories.
By Tucker Haase
When you're at the end of your rope, only an Angel can pull you up. Even if he happens to be the Angel of Death.
The air pollution was so bad around a Hindu temple, God has to incarnate to protect himself from the pollution.
Reflections on a tour inside the Jokhang Temple in Lhasa, Tibet
Short Story | Updated May 19, 2013 | Reads: 45 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 0
Crimson meets some one called April and Brendon his enemy ends up falling in a volcano after Crimson moves back to his former home which is a forest and Brendon had followed
Short Story | Updated May 3, 2013 | Reads: 13 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
A poem about the unexpected difficulties that arise in relationships.
The year is 1912 and Markus Junsonger is exploring a mysterious underground temple that his father had described in his journal. The journal is dated 5th of May, 1907; five days before Thomas Junsongerâ€™s mysterious disappearance. Only three days after Marcusâ€™ 12th birthday. Five...
By Dharma Lotus
A poem about the Tibetan Yogi DromtÃ¶npa.
Is a story about how a certain mythical creature came to be hope you like it!
Eve awoke to a room full of sunlight. A fresh morning breeze lifted the muslin curtain then dropped it playfully as it rippled through the material. She had slept well and yet she felt as if she could lie there all day. The past few days had been emotionally draining and trying to replace the...