imaginarydemons stoke revenge instinctsbut are so realif you go far back in timeif you delve deep in psyche https://onewomansquest.org/2020/03/23/v-j-s-weekly-challenge-89-imaginary/
So Real
Dream-like
"You will see the figure shrinking in size, as more of purple smoke is released in the air." "What is it made of?" Agni was impatient as usual. He lobbed a hand grenade in the figure’s direction. There was no fire as expected, but the figure disappeared and the sky turned dark. Is it the … Continue reading Dream-like
Limitations
linear concepts inadequate to explain thoughts turn words into knots circularity gives a macro view some clarity but brings one back to the same spot https://mindlovemiserysmenagerie.wordpress.com/2020/03/24/photo-challenge-308/
Mobs
people on a sacrosanct mission following propagating the leader’s rules quashing disagreement getting into malleable frames easy to manipulate easy to be directed on preordained paths not knowing whose interest it serves but fired up… nevertheless magic of Opium never ceases to surprise me https://dversepoets.com/2020/03/23/quadrille-100-abracadabra-wheres-my-magic-wand/
Polite, yes…
she has a strong pointthough I don't agree with itelegance of thought https://amanpan.com/2020/03/23/eugis-weekly-prompt-elegance-march-23-2020/
Deja vu – Corona who?
Beep! Beep! The medicines have arrived. I open the door to pick up medicines from the conveyor belt, but who knows what it has touched in the numerous circular trips it takes. Disinfectants are being sprayed on it, yet who knows… I would disinfect the box and packaging again. There are large sound-proof and weather-proof … Continue reading Deja vu – Corona who?
A childhood that saw joy
The play school, children stepping out of fancy cars in designer clothes flanked by nannies and security guards, laughing hysterically, smiling and waving at cameras was what Alex saw every day. It was the view from where he lived, but he was not allowed to step out on the other side. One fine morning, a … Continue reading A childhood that saw joy
Muddled
tentacles of past not letting go while future calls… how much more muddled can present be? https://sammiscribbles.wordpress.com/2020/03/21/weekend-writing-prompt-149-muddle/
Reena’s Exploration Challenge #127 – Deja Vu
Deja Vu …by Michael
PROMPT #127
Déjà vu
The house at No. 18 always gave me a weird feeling whenever I walked past.
It was a dark and foreboding place. A high fence sheltered it from the outside world, and the house itself appeared to be sunk into the hill.
If I happened to pause as I went by I could feel a familiarity.
I had never been inside the front gate as far as I knew. My mother had told me to keep away, to not venture inside the gate as bad things had happened there.
When pressed, she would say it was best not spoken about.
The inhabitants of No.18 were a collection of aged sisters. They dressed in black, they shuffled in old age, one was a gardener and was often seen weeding or pruning, another could be seen each Wednesday, on pension day, pulling her shopping cart to the supermarket…
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In Muddle or Déjà vu
In muddle or deja vu? … by Ramya Tantry
It happened before..
Or did it?
Is my brain in muddle
Or is this Déjà vu?
