Riders on the Storm

The original blog for today has been trashed.  I was being whining and feeling sorry for myself.  There are some very understandable reasons for my current melancholy and I am sure no one would fault me for being a little down. Nonetheless, the universe doesn't need any more complaints unleashed into the chaos that swirls …

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Plans Are Meant to Change…

This weekend, I was tremendously excited because I had arranged to see one of my favorite people on this earth.  Friday, as the title suggests, plans changed.  Saturday wasn't meant to be. Which as it turns out was a blessing because I was sick all day. Not horribly so, just enough to make the day …

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I believe… I really do..

I believe in Santa Claus.  Never stopped.  Never doubted. I have been faithful since childhood. As I grew my understanding of his powers and presence grew as well.  I know he is well and alive.  He lives in each of us.  We are all Santa.  We all have the power to give just to see …

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Dear Cancer….

Dear Cancer, I believe that this is the second time that we have had this discussion. It is clear to me that you didn't listen and now you have teamed up with some friends, Bullying and Stereotyping.  A person's friends say a lot about them.  Your friends are really not helping you.  Oh and you …

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Chisom Irechukwu's avatarFlexx Abuja

How is it that you are so beautiful?So dreamy yet so real? I make playlists for you, I hum your name as I put my make up on. They say you don’t deserve me, I am coveted you see. I am the porcelain doll they all want on their stand. And you? You touch me without catching your breath, you look past my brown eyes, straight into my soul. You make me want you on my stand, and then curse you for not breaking at the sound of my voice. We are like children, hiding our feelings in games of hide-and-seek. They tell me of how u crave for my scent when I am away, how you whisper my name in ur dreams. What I want to know is, why do you nt want all of me? I need to know now cos I am going up on a stand…

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A Favorite Childhood Poem

When I was a wee rosebud a teacher introduced me to Shel Silverstein and his marvelously lyrical and whimsical poems.  The poem Where the Sidewalks Ends has always captivated me.  The first community that I remember living in was Burke Centre, outside Washington, D.C., an ambiguous region known as NOVA.  The sidewalks went on for miles and …

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rosereads's avatarLucinda Rose

A couple of weeks ago, I sent message out into the dark realms seeking some book recommendations in the Steampunk genre. The universe yielded two results; one of which is this week’s review.

Girl Genius Book 1 was highly entertaining and I must admit to be addicted to the series and can’t wait for Amazon to deliver the next couple of books.  Unfortunately, for me they won’t be delivering until I get paid again.

The series follows the adventures of Agatha Heterodyne living in a world where the Industrial Revolution has become a war consuming the globe and people who have the spark of “Mad Science” are in charge.

Book 1 is the set up for the series where we discover that Agatha, the bumbling lab assistant, might just have the spark.  She is the type of character that always wins fans, an underdog.   The graphics are mostly in…

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