Golden Pipe Dream_The Hidden message_Big City But Alone_The False Face of God
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Golden Pipe Dream
It’s funny how people hold on to things. Somehow a frayed notebook carries memories of carefree days past, while a piece of glass reflects a shattered home. A dusty scarf smells like your favorite roast dinners, while a rusted gold ring reminds you of a cheap love. I guess it’s quite simple, really. Objects that others dismiss mean the world to you; they hold the sentimental values of your whole universe. Sometimes I look at the locket, turn it around until it starts to look like another scar on the palm of my hand. It isn’t rusted. It’s auerate glow is ever present, taunting me, urging me to ...
The Hidden message
It starts with an archway, a painted coloured arch full of light , inside the archway there is a message hidden beyond the sky. Velvet strings of ecstatic clouds fill the air. They can speak as if they are from a different time, as I walk through the archway, I see the clouds grasp the message they do not want to share it for it is hidden for a reason they say, I just think they are being cheeky and suggest they give it to me or they would not get any treats for a week, clouds loved a sense of water after all it did always pour of rain from them. But as they say they do not care, I start to f...
Big City But Alone
Big City But AloneI moved to New York because it was a big city and maybe I wouldn't feel alone but I was wrong I feel more alone than ever it's not like I haven't tried but everyone that I let in hurt me it especially hurts we're going to see the couples and families and friends outside it never fails I'm always alone maybe this is the sign I shouldn't be here who would miss me the pain I feel inside hurt so much.I am broken I'm damaged goods people always say Time Heals all wounds so why am I still bleeding from mines people say you have to get over your past to move forward but I can't my l...
The False Face of God
They were the first to arrive on Sunday morning, the shadows they cast darkening the temple doors as Gus opened them. He blinked, surprised, and the taller of the two men waved as if he and Gus had met. He stared and could not determine who they were. This must have been a friendliness directed toward his profession, not his face.Sunlight bleached the even squarwww.onedoor.cce of his clerical collar bone-white. The taller man pointed at it.“You’re the priest around here, then?” He asked in a faintly southern accent.Gus nodded.“I am. Are you seeking counsel? I should tell you that I’ve only just unlocked the...