Horat: The Tarot Of This World_FACING THE RAIN_Chaos_Break down on the I-10
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Horat: The Tarot Of This World
Have you ever had a stare down with the grim reaper, on the brink of death not once, but twice, Crenshaw couldn't believe he'd doubled back and let karma bite him in the ass not two but three times.He was sure he had his eyes on the prize, until he found himself lying on the coach both in physical and emotional pain due to Silence.She was long gone, it was 16 weeks and two days since his last intimate encounter with her and there was still no sign of her coming back.. No phone calls, no text messages, no appearances. He didn’t want to believe she was laid up with someone else and he had not re...
FACING THE RAIN
FACING THE RAIN By Day Parker Another summer day in Florida. It is August, the hottest month of the year and the wettest month of the year. It's raining again. Every day or almost every day about four o'clock we get a couple inches of rain. It is constant but refreshing and cools the 90 degree temperatures. The rain is clear but visible. It does nothing more than fall from the sky. It hits the ground and soaks into it. When the earth has had enough, the rain forms little puddles around the yard, edges of the streets, cracks and crevices of sidewalks and in the ditch in front of the house. Some...
Chaos
Human nature is generally a rat race!Sadly, that is the well known behaviour of humans or simply life. Dating back to the rise of the twenty-first century people have adopted a weird and alienated lifestyle. We live our lives with clogged to-do lists, messed up desks with memos that dated back five years ago and the desktop crammed with files that were used ages ago and we drive ourselves to work everyday, every morning at the last minute. Then while you travel what do you see? Traffic! What do we do when we see traffic? Let's get real, we curse every person not knowing that it is actually not...
Break down on the I-10
Ed had to take a leak so he stuck his arm out the window to try to wave to cars behind him that he needed to pass. His blinker was busted and he was hoping to get it fixed once he and Sherri made it to California.“Can you help me?” he asked Sherri who was flipping through a magazine. “What?”“I need you to wave the cars in the right lane so I can move over.” Sherri sighed and cranked her window down. Ed waved his arm like he was swirling a t-shirt above his head, while Sherri’s gesture resembled more like a composer encouraging her orchestra to pick up the pace to get to the crescendo. Slowly,...