Apologies, for the scarce ghosts whom might see this and care, that some of my diary posts are out of chronological order. I published them and later saw they were still saved as drafts. That seems to happen with many of my posts which were made using the mobile app.
I promise I have not lost my sense of time. . . not yet.
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written by D. The vividness of color was spectacular. Lambent bristles of a fine brush, and skilled hands seemed to have imbued the pi... -
"Death Sows A Bright Seed" Poem and all drawings by D. © Hello. Fancy meeting you here. . . .oh, wait . . . I probably invi... -
He grabbed the doorknob, twisted, and practically threw the door open. Kevin jumped straight up off his futon, so swift... -
“Most of what passes for legitimate entertainment is inferior or foolish and only caters to or exploits people's weaknesses. Avoid bein...
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The torture of practicing an exciting piece of music painfully slow, so that you learn it correctly and will be prepared to perform it ... -
You think with them , speak with them, praise with them, kill with them. WORDS Express with them, conjure and preach with them. ...
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Stygian Rails by D. It was the sickly curdling of my stomach that first rudely escorted me into any outskirts of consciousness. My hear... -
At sunset, on a certain eve, the toxic enchantment of the elusive and(lord, I wish) mythical Souls' Cap mushroom releases its po... -
Who ever thought that being happy to be married, have a baby, and proud to cook for my loving family would be considered "counter-cultu...
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