Bienvenue en Août, mes amis! Incidentally, my dog’s favourite month as it’s the only once she can pronounce en francais. Or at all, now that I consider. Wolves are also big fans.
We’re going today with the most recent addition to my literary lockbox, aka the notes section of my phone. I’m still undecided as to how I feel about the entirety but there are certainly portions I consider favourable. Thank you dear beta testers and enjoy! If there are any bugs you probably left your Windows open. Ba dum tss 🙂
“Optimal Conditionsing”, Aug 1, 2020.
When the sky is divided into more layers than exotic desserts
Or gazing into its watery depths the ocean waves back
If a breeze would fill your lungs and heart with sweeping ardour
Could coalescing sparks perhaps reigniting long-frozen master’s forge
Should the earth’s heavy cool nourish ravenous conscience
And blessed precipitation vigorously scour with cleansing tears
Moment is primed to relax vehemently clenched stone fist
Release all which was forcibly implanted by exterior darkness
Forgiveness can be divine though admittedly at times insurmountable
But conquering animosity, banishing poisonous lingering remnants will prove sufficient
Never willingly permitting acrimony’s vile transference
And when unstoppable, prioritizing the integrity of vitality’s drawbridge
Night can never be sustained in the purifying shine of dawn’s thawing glory
So excise each blemish of warrior’s soul and lovingly patrol besieged ramparts
For only when completely free, is one palm ever capable of truly grasping another.
There is a story for this piece but having just typed it out I realized how unironically personal and worse intensely revealing said anecdote would be. Nobody needs that and it has been swiftly deleted. Gross sentimentality and deluded rationale.
I best promenade le chien before the rain lest she endlessly serenade me with reminders of the current month.
Merci beaucoup!
Sentiers Heureux et Contes Loufoques!
Somethings translate great, that does not.
-Alex Blaikie
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A fractured mind held together by cellophane and some used tack.
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We wish to welcome you to Munchkinland.
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Thank you, much obliged.
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This piece is deeper than the Atlantic Ocean, higher than the universe, *&* wide as China + a creative innovation that is unforgettable!
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It is literary masterpieces as yours that are personal to you, but a treasure to literary critics *&* a fortune to fans *&* readers!
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Thank you greatly!
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Our Beta testers are now “real” users friendly and conduct their testing in a production environment running on the same hardware device,good day
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“When the sky is divided into more layers than exotic desserts”–what a lovely image. I hope to see a sky so striated one day.
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This is lovely, Alex. Made me think of John Lewis, whose rhetoric was vastly different, but you’ve captured his spirit.
Et bon aout to your chien.
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Merci beaucoup!
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I write every day, and your works are treasures greater than fortunes, and you have the great future in writing; because your words touches the heart *&* soul of mankind trying to modify civilization, and you bring to the world food-for-thought at the top of the food chain and the menu your bring is at the top-of the game of life!
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Reblogged this on Nelson MCBS.
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Like your writing a lot. Thanks for sharing. Hope you don’t mind, but I’ve nominated you for the Liebster blogger award. Please follow this link to participate: https://wordpress.com/post/schingle.wordpress.com/1279
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Thank you very much, hope you’re well!
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