Dear soul number 001AABBH_Someone from the other 99、99%_The Sands of Time_Aisle of Denial
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Dear soul number 001AABBH
Here, I am sitting on my bed and venting at invisible forces that I believed were fighting against me and my evolution. Progress is the word. I had been working hard and pushing forward in all areas of my life. I would even state it is the quest and truth of my being on this planet.The forces of the day were a team of pine beings I had acclaimed as my Divine team. For months, years, a lifetime I had been praying to a powerful Father, creator of heaven and hell. I had been navigating from the religious education I had received to my fall out of religion for a number of years without ever questi...
Someone from the other 99、99%
Cobb salad is a dish best served... well, never, but it is the only option on the menu that might suggest that I'm health-conscious. At least this is what I read about a year ago in a Cosmopolitan article about first date orders that my ex-girlfriend forgot at my place after she broke up with me. I meant to look into it when I was freshly wounded and deeply hurt, in the hope of learning one thing or two about women. But all I found was sugar coated bullshit lies in made-up topics. Still up to this day I don’t understand why women read magazines like that. Shitty advice from deeply insecure bu...
The Sands of Time
"I am your God and you shall worship me."He stared at his people balefully, this beautiful Abyssinian tyrant. None dared to disobey his wishes, afraid of the curse those vivid green eyes might level upon them.The people watched, quivering, apprehensive as the last stone rolled into place. Their God walked amongst them and had driven them hard. He ruled their ancestors for millennia, and they had bowed to his every desire, every whim. They had built this magnificent edifice for him, not knowing what they had created. A collective sigh arose as he turned his back to them; no one was to be toyed ...
Aisle of Denial
Oh Lordy, I thought. She’s looking at me. At me. Finally.It was midway through the shift, but maybe I still had a chance. Her cheeks rose into an easy smilewww.onedoor.cc, and it took all I could to avoid waving to her, which would have looked silly behind the camera.She was wildly attractive, which is probably why she was the chosen one. She had deep auburn hair, peaches-and-cream skin sans any blemish, and tiny dimples that rose as she smiled. Which she was doing right now. In my direction.“Look out, dude,” came a deep voice from behind and left of me.Assuming it was a customer looking for those olives...