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An outrageously slow and peaceful homage to the stone age, sotto voce
A time before, when slings and arrows and rockets and missiles made fortunes for a few. Even, tribal wars were unheard of. Silence, save for the...
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Expands
The landscape expands, rushing over undulating roads it is hard to appreciate the shades of blue, the sparrows silhouettes, the tree's claws grasping...
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This Sort of Thing - December 2023 - Side B

Stand aside Tristram Shandy, this is The Life and Opinions of Turlough Ó Maoláin, Gentleman. Compiled during the late part of December 2023, at a rate of one hundred words per day.
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I MADE HIM A BEGGER
The car turned the corner and I could see an old man with a long beard , bare bodied perched on the median seperating the two lanes on the highway...
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Neuschwanstein Castle

(2015) I never knew about this castle until 1992, though I had seen it on telly many times without realising. In 1992 I took three weeks or so...
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The Darlings
The Darlings So, I was seeing this woman for a while who was in and out of the music business. She once married a man who was in a band who will...
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Cernunnos

He wasn’t really a Reverend; he was a god- botherer who could out-bible any trained-up taker of the cloth. We just called him that. I found him...
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Storm

Wind battering, rattling, howling, thunder growling, rain pounding, ground flooding, shelter shaking, hearts quaking, loose tiles lifted, breaking,...
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rain

Rain sews stitches in your vision, obstructed views. Steam flows in ribbons twisting upward from the lip of the scummy kettle, thick, white, hardened...
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Abyss

Abyss Night wind blows in from the sea covering those out on the Downs in a fine spray. A full moon hangs like a winter lantern lighting a trail...
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I WISH I WERE A HORSE......MAYBE NOT

PREFACE: I feel sorry for cows. They stand ALONE in the wind, rain, snow and worse. This is animal humour, but it does parallel humanity. Humans spend more time and energy trying to be something or someone else instead of embracing and nourishing who they are. In the end, Daisy realized that being a cow wasn’t a bad thing.
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This Sort of Thing - December 2023 - Side A

Stand aside Tristram Shandy, this is The Life and Opinions of Turlough Ó Maoláin, Gentleman. Compiled during the early part of December 2023, at a rate of one hundred words per day.
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Broken Ability Part 1-6

Twice over the next several days the village was assailed, firstly by a lone wolfang and second by a slugula, a giant slug beast with a hard back...
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In "His" Image
In his image. Stumbling through the chaotic selfish masses, whose passing kicks and punches at honesty destroy the desultory syntax that paranoia...
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Garret Blues
I live in a garret, perched on the top floor, I live in a garret, perched on the top floor, Its so peaceful when I’m locked behind my door. I live in...
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New year
There is so much that can happen, so much that could be, flat out refuse to make such a statement of possibility, rain hits the window, adding...
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Dancing In The Halls Of Wisdom
Dancing In The Halls Of Wisdom By Paul McCann She took the dream train at the usual time , just as she closed her eyes and drifted off to sleep ...
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New year's rant

My new year’s resolution isn’t your typical one. I don’t want to say I’m going to give up something, because that never works. No, my resolution...
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Space as a Friend
The stars create dots like lightning bugs in the dark & a cloudless night with whiskers of wisps are decoration as the moon appears suddenly in a...
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Waiting, wanting

Midnight chimes but hours of night still to come before … fresh …
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