"going to the edge and back, one word at a time."
My dear, little future ghost,I could feel it creeping up on me...not the death thing - per se,but the things I could not change and had to let go as my soul gave its final nod....And it is a strange feeling as this happens,right, lil ghost?To those of us that are aware...*Mandela Effect*aware of the …
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They will no longer let us live in peace anymore,will they?Some of them.Most of them.Where the truth no longer sets anyone free,but,instead,the guilty elitist escape (unless it was one of us peasants),and the devil continues to roam around like a roaring lion,and the demons grin and feast and dance,meanwhile, the sacrifices forgotten -all for what?What …
Hello to all of my readers, my wandering souls, my fellow adventurers, and my tired explorers. To my current readers, who have stuck with me over the past six years, whether you are from the mainland or overseas, I humbly say - 'Thank You for your time. I am glad you are here with me …
On January 12th, 2020, I typed my third blog post titled : https://vernonwrites.com/2020/01/12/rejection-to-reflection/ In that post, I talked about sending numerous query letters out to different publishers and how I thought I needed to rush publishing my works of fiction due to the rejection letters, only for me to pull them off Amazon's self publishing …
Listen my loves, my handsomes, time is short for all of us right now and I need you to listen to the unspoken word, away from all the noise of the world. I'll tie the loose ends together in the end and gently place clear Scotch tape over that neatly folded corner, this experience being …
Day 1 Daddy,it's been one day since you died,and I miss you now more than ever. You used to live six minutes from me on a backroad drive through the countrysideand now you are nowhere to be found,a futile manhunt that will never end until we reunite again one day.I watched your last two breaths, …
I once knew a little boy that was so full of life... he was never scared... he thought the world was safe... he ate Fruity Pebbles and watched old school Looney Tunes... he actually looked forward to the humid summertime heat... he had endless energy... he avoided work at all costs... he rode bicycles on …
I looked into Santa's eyes while he looked into my son's,and,the glimmer was differentthan what I rememberwhen I was young.In awe,my son looked at the red velveted manthat all money bearing parents rally behindandforce the little ones to watch on screensand push the little ones to believe -a myth of hopeandgoodwill to submerge ourselves into …
Inside Out - a story about a female ghost who finds herself torn between her current realm and the place where her twin flame resides. Will her memories keep her connected to him or will she abandon all hope of being able to touch him again while slowly losing herself in the grey? A girl …
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