There is a place inside all men where love is untainted sainted by the reflection of cosmic kisses, in your mind you know she's your only one. Yet heavens hold chokes life's waves of misdirection in thought, "Will she know me and love me again".
James Vernon and Todd never relished in the beautiful history of any neighborhoods while living there. The inflaming violent overtone was creeping through the youth of the community as nails do against a chalk board to human ears.
There are many divided views about this implant across the board and as a parent I have to wonder will it end, for myself I'd vote against this form of technology being used in humans, but every day we use a form of this tracking system through our credit cards, ID cards, and Products we buy without question our lack of choice in wanting private information being transmitted to a company in order to gain a upper hand. The micro-chip implants are voluntary as of now. But as this technology grows there will be no need for a voluntary system because everything we will come to use will have a chip of some kind to prevent thief and to track products. Companies like Wal-Mart have invested in RFID chip in order to track shipments in their warehouses. Everyday People, business and law enforcement have looked into having this technology at their disposal.
In the darkness of the unknown we find the knowledge of what we've lost or gained in life. Our time with the ones we hold dear to our heart is short. Searching for answers about them may not be fruitful with joy, and opening up the closet of family secrets can close the door to respect. Darlene Mathews became the beginning of this writer's journey.This search/journey hasn't ended with in these lines of ink. Deep down in the depths of what was called," The Bottoms", in Georgia by some. The bottoms are the lowest pits at the end of a trail in what is southern Georgia. Darlene and her family of fourteen siblings and parents who were farmers from the old south made up her family.
I paced around my living room picking up books, plates and moving shoes; trying to remember why in the hell I was living here. I knew Joshua was a strong learner even though all he could talk about to us a lot of times was his, "past relationships with wild women who paid for his time, which is why he left Minnesota in the first place" I thought. I wouldn't have ever thought Josh and I had much to talk about or in common; he once described life as a car crash. I described mine as the Ballet of Faith. Man, this guy could get under anyone's skin.Our lives were simple as roommates once we learned how to not talk to each other much. But as I think back to when me and Joshua first meet he looked like, he could have been my brother. We were distant at first, but over a game of video football we had one of our rare moments of reflection about our lives before we started getting ready for tomorrow's Shabbat day.
Steward sit at the bar on Morrison St in Downtown Portland, Oregon with his head in his glass. He sank off hard alcohol mixed in urine. He leaned forward gasping out air, almost vomiting out the moldy sandwich he grabbed from a trash can by Mr Do's. He said, "My father used to tell me this story about the first people on earth and how they f'd up and we had to suffer because of it." The people at the bar just laughed at him. "Hey buddy maybe you had to much to drink. " The bartender said, but Steward was so drunk he didn't even care
The morning skies purple, orange and bluish tones beamed through the office windows of KemetLightmedia agency. Jeffery sat in his office smug, it was already so early morning an he made $40,000 in commission before anyone got in the office. Leon and Todd are walking down the hallway to Jeffery office to bullshit with him before they start their day. Todd and Leon are the jokes of the office. They are the types of guys you'd never expect to in an agency. These two roommates who meet in first grade on the first day of class. An they haven't stopped being best friends. Leon says, "Todd! Jeff thinks he can order us around and we will do anything he asks." Todd responds," Since he got promoted after Lisa swallowed her Thumb drive at the last office party." Todd and Leon have a flashback of a office Party they all had. Lisa was sitting on the copier blowing on the thumb drive like a whistle. Everyone from their office had been drinking.. Lisa yells out,"Come on y'all it's party time!
Fourteen stitches across your face can have a lot to tell a child. Larry was a good man to all who knew him. His heart was always in the right place, at least his secrets never really surfaced openly in front ofstrangers. He worked through the downtown noon traffic as people moved about on their lunch break."Never stop being you, young man! Who are you?" He had an eccentric Nubian look yet thuggish type feel and he came across as a free minded person in every way, it showed heavy in the way he carried himself. Silk was a rich man's material and he loved it. He spoke of changing his ways. "Never stop being you, young man!" You are a wonder boy. Who are you? Going to church and becoming a pastor
SynopsisThe abyss of Jacob Lucas is a short story based in Africaabout the nine tribes of cowries. There are some visualmystic characters that help to bring together lore,legend, and fiction questioning the readers' view of timeand place inviting you into tribe and culture
In the darkness of the unknown we find the knowledge of what we've lost or gained in life. Our time with the ones we hold dear to our heart is short. Searching for answers about them may not be fruitful with joy, and opening up the closet of family secrets can close the door to respect. Darlene Mathews became the beginning of this writer's journey.This search/journey hasn't ended with in these lines of ink. Deep down in the depths of what was called," The Bottoms", in Georgia by some. The bottoms are the lowest pits at the end of a trail in what is southern Georgia. Darlene and her family of fourteen siblings and parents who were farmers from the old south made up her family.
There is a place inside all men where love is untainted sainted by the reflection of cosmic kisses, in your mind you know she's your only one. Yet heavens hold chokes life's waves of misdirection in thought, "Will she know me and love me again".
I paced around my living room picking up books, plates and moving shoes; trying to remember why in the hell I was living here. I knew Joshua was a strong learner even though all he could talk about to us a lot of times was his, "past relationships with wild women who paid for his time, which is why he left Minnesota in the first place" I thought. I wouldn't have ever thought Josh and I had much to talk about or in common; he once described life as a car crash. I described mine as the Ballet of Faith. Man, this guy could get under anyone's skin.Our lives were simple as roommates once we learned how to not talk to each other much. But as I think back to when me and Joshua first meet he looked like, he could have been my brother. We were distant at first, but over a game of video football we had one of our rare moments of reflection about our lives before we started getting ready for tomorrow's Shabbat day.
James Vernon and Todd never relished in the beautiful history of any neighborhoods while living there. The inflaming violent overtone was creeping through the youth of the community as nails do against a chalk board to human ears.
SynopsisThe abyss of Jacob Lucas is a short story based in Africaabout the nine tribes of cowries. There are some visualmystic characters that help to bring together lore,legend, and fiction questioning the readers' view of timeand place inviting you into tribe and culture
There are many divided views about this implant across the board and as a parent I have to wonder will it end, for myself I'd vote against this form of technology being used in humans, but every day we use a form of this tracking system through our credit cards, ID cards, and Products we buy without question our lack of choice in wanting private information being transmitted to a company in order to gain a upper hand. The micro-chip implants are voluntary as of now. But as this technology grows there will be no need for a voluntary system because everything we will come to use will have a chip of some kind to prevent thief and to track products. Companies like Wal-Mart have invested in RFID chip in order to track shipments in their warehouses. Everyday People, business and law enforcement have looked into having this technology at their disposal.
The morning skies purple, orange and bluish tones beamed through the office windows of KemetLightmedia agency. Jeffery sat in his office smug, it was already so early morning an he made $40,000 in commission before anyone got in the office. Leon and Todd are walking down the hallway to Jeffery office to bullshit with him before they start their day. Todd and Leon are the jokes of the office. They are the types of guys you'd never expect to in an agency. These two roommates who meet in first grade on the first day of class. An they haven't stopped being best friends. Leon says, "Todd! Jeff thinks he can order us around and we will do anything he asks." Todd responds," Since he got promoted after Lisa swallowed her Thumb drive at the last office party." Todd and Leon have a flashback of a office Party they all had. Lisa was sitting on the copier blowing on the thumb drive like a whistle. Everyone from their office had been drinking.. Lisa yells out,"Come on y'all it's party time!
Steward sit at the bar on Morrison St in Downtown Portland, Oregon with his head in his glass. He sank off hard alcohol mixed in urine. He leaned forward gasping out air, almost vomiting out the moldy sandwich he grabbed from a trash can by Mr Do's. He said, "My father used to tell me this story about the first people on earth and how they f'd up and we had to suffer because of it." The people at the bar just laughed at him. "Hey buddy maybe you had to much to drink. " The bartender said, but Steward was so drunk he didn't even care
Fourteen stitches across your face can have a lot to tell a child. Larry was a good man to all who knew him. His heart was always in the right place, at least his secrets never really surfaced openly in front ofstrangers. He worked through the downtown noon traffic as people moved about on their lunch break."Never stop being you, young man! Who are you?" He had an eccentric Nubian look yet thuggish type feel and he came across as a free minded person in every way, it showed heavy in the way he carried himself. Silk was a rich man's material and he loved it. He spoke of changing his ways. "Never stop being you, young man!" You are a wonder boy. Who are you? Going to church and becoming a pastor
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