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  1. The Elves on My Shelves.

    So anyway yesterday, or was it Tuesday? No I think it was Thursday, I was sitting at my desk and I was sort of day dreaming & like staring at a shelf to my right where I have sundry stuff I have collected over time.

    So there’s this 1960s lamp sitting there and right beside it a clockwork tinplate baby bear wearing a diaper that sort of crawls about on paws & feet when you wind it up. Mostly they just hang around there doing nothing cos once you’ve seen the baby bear strut ...
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  2. Love is a Beautiful Mess

    I did this as a form of free expression with no constraints, just letting emotion go.

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  3. Misanthropy

    by , 05-30-2013 at 03:24 PM (Memories of the 28th Century)
    Misanthropy is a general hatred, loathing, or disdain for the human species and/or human nature, and there are many good reasons for misanthropy. Like Swift I am not claiming that all humans are worthy of hate, mistrust, or disdain, but as a whole the human species is. Very nearly all problems that people have are results of human actions. The world almost surely would be a better place without most humans.
    Dean Jonathan Swift described misanthropy quite nicely in his letter to Alexander ...
  4. From Ghost to Host ...The Crossing.

    On Leaving and Arriving – For most of my adult life I have believed in reincarnation. This then is my impression of what hopefully might happen to us after we die. No living person can say with a modicum of certainty whether or not there is life after death.

    Personally I hope this is so.

    The First Ones arrived eons ago and they colonised earth. These are the gods written about by the ancients. This is what they taught about arriving and leaving.

    On Leaving: ...
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  5. We Live In An Age Lacking In Refinement ...

    ... a coarse age, the age of cosmic harmony long, long gone and seldom remembered now.

    So last night I decided how I would like to spend the rest of my life. It came to me while I was lying in bed just before I fell asleep or perhaps I was asleep & it was all a dream.

    I want to disappear … vanish. Sounds rather strange doesn’t it? When I say vanish I don’t mean like “whoosh!” in a puff of smoke, but rather: “We’re afraid Jett's whereabouts is unknown at this time.” ...