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A soul lives here
Laws of Life
I looked around for the trophies the eminent lawyer had won in his long, illustrious career, but there were none. “You do believe in displaying evidence, don’t you?” Being his childhood pal, I could take liberties others were afraid, or too much in awe of him to take. “Do you see those two books in … Continue reading Laws of Life
Sculpture
every line and curve un-smoothness peeping from a polished exterior tells a story it is a mind with peculiar neural pathways cross-connections fluid feelings that shaped it what makes the sculpture unique is the resistance it offered what made the sculptor sigh and say this is not how I visualised it it … Continue reading Sculpture
I did not mean to demean
I did not mean to demean your puny existence or make you aware of your hollowness when I shared my thoughts which were too lofty for all that you’d seen and experienced so far but believe me the intent was only to share not knowing that people who could share mind space are extinct now … Continue reading I did not mean to demean
Nemophobic, not me
Nemophobic, not Me .... by Eugenia
A friend
“Pack your bags and don’t turn back when you cross the threshold.” “But why, Ted? I always thought we were friends.” “You will not understand what the word means.” “Well, if you hate me so much, have it your way….” Tears rolled down his cheeks after she left. He could never tell her that he … Continue reading A friend
Right Direction
It was a tough choice, but she had always done things differently. Rosy decided to join the army after her husband Herbert became a martyr to the country’s cause. She was welcomed, and her decision glorified to start with. Gradually, the grim reality of the situation set in. Tears rolled down her eyes as she … Continue reading Right Direction
Reena’s Exploration Challenge #122 — Professor Pettigrew’s Magic
Professor Pettigrew’s Magic … by Jade Li/Lisa
Credit: Daniel Salmieri in A Velocity of Being
Johnny’s English 101 teacher was the old-fashioned kind, and Johnny wasn’t sure he liked the old-fashioned kind. English 101 was Johnny’s 8 a.m. Monday-Thursday class in his freshman year at the community college. The first class Professor Pettigrew laid out the groundwork for the semester as he went through the syllabus. There were cubbys at the front of the room where all cell phones and laptops were to be deposited as one entered the classroom. Participation and Attendance counted for 50% of one’s grade.
The most unusual expectation was that one would read an actual paper book of at least 300 pages every week. Monday-Wednesday students rotated talking about the books they had read the week before. Thursdays were reserved for stream-of-consciousness writing about anything that had been covered for the week. Each alternating week, small pods of 4 students would choose…
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Reena’s Exploration Challenge #122 – Reading on the Train.
Reading on the train …. by Michael
Image: Daniel Salmieri
The commute was a daily coming together of some like minds. You got used to the same people sitting around you even if there existed little more than a nod of recognition between you.
My travelling companion was an avid reader, and on occasion, we compared the novels we were reading.
“Have you read Rachel Joyce?” I asked one morning.
She hadn’t and was immediately interested in hearing my thoughts on her writing.
She had written four novels I had read and thoroughly enjoyed. My enthusiasm must have been obvious as she took in my every word.
“I like the way she creates endearing characters and through them, she leads you along a path. All her books have a journey of some kind in them. “The Unlikely Pilgrimage of Harold Fry’ takes in the journey Harold Fry makes on foot from one end of England to the…
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Escaping
Escape …. by Susi
Daniel Salmieri in A Velocity of Being
I
need a
distraction
from the boredom,
setting imagination in motion.
