Realtime

Facing my fears I have taken a huge step and years of worry have fallen away, ’tis true what they say that a single day can change your life…

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Saturday for a spell

Not quite midnight but I feel secure and sure that the witches won’t get me tonight I locked my door tight bolted the windows put out the light and hid under the bed she said I’m overreacting and feels that with her the odds are stacked in my favour, try telling that to a crazy…

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A little bit of Sunday

Time goes and we know it’s just the alibi it needs as it slowly feeds upon the passing years which allays our fears because we know that eating is quite natural. As my spirits rise when hearing this the spirits in the bottle disappear and yes I’m on the ‘piss’ keeling over going under but…

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The chasers

Things do go bump in the night and reflexes in the dark are much quicker. The most that a ghost can hope to do is to scare you but would bear you no ill will. I’ve seen them through the ice sheet seen them heat up and break through, they’ve spoken to me and I’m…

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Recesses

What we think it should be or what we think that we see is not necessarily the whole thing. I, who have conquered fears melt at the touch of an infants hand. There should be a steward’s inquiry as to why we see only a part of the picture, I put it down to a…

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Forever fighting

Suffocated to be resuscitated and then suffocated once again. There’s a war going on John a war, I shouldn’t be here because I’m not in the corps and I’m not even sure what the fighting is for but there’s a war going on John a war. And it’s a tenuous link between two trains of…

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Fifteen percent

The thing is one never knows what’s around the next bend in the road. I kissed a frog once and it turned into a toad, but that’s beside the point. If I had second sight in my third eye I’d at least try to see around each corner before I got to it. I got…

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Almost touching Telstar

I feel it now as I felt it then when I knelt before the sepulchre the sculptured face carved from cold stone so alone. So long is such a long time and a long time takes so long. I am no rock, no island here. there is only the fear of what is to come…

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Tracking

I imagine it’ll be worse than I imagine, being out on the margin watching the powerhouse feeding the engine nothing good will come of it I imagine. Imagination that’s the real problem and not the engine which runs it. If there was a still place for a minute I’d be in it calming my nerves,…

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