Words of what is past and future cannot be spoken. They can’t even be pronounced. There is a beauty that carries between them, through water and sunlight, love and arithmetic. Because that is all that time is: Division and longing. And all the while we burn, and its almost time to wake up, to live again…to grow and remember
Another addition to the fiction section. This is a short story with illustrations about a lonely guy who finds the love of his life, and happiness…as he can understand it anyway. He’s a little confused. But he doesn’t know it.
Here’s the link to the story: “She Became a God”
Here’s an excerpt:
A light rain begins to fall on the metal awning over the sidewalk. He listens to the sound of it as he walks down the block past the sporting goods store, the insurance agency, and the barber shop. He stops to watch the Barber’s Pole. Red and blue stripes turning in an endless spiral. He loves the the way the spirals go up and seem to disappear at the top.
This story is illustrated and fairly short. It should take only five minutes to read, so check it out.
And I looked, and, behold, a whirlwind came out of the north, a great cloud, and a fire infolding itself, and a brightness was about it…out of the midst of the fire…out of the midst thereof came the likeness of four living creatures. And this was their appearance; they had the likeness of a man…And every one had four faces, and every one had wings. Their wings were joined one to another; they turned not when they went; they went every one straight forward. As for the likeness of their faces, they four had the face of a man, and the face of a lion, on the right side: and they four had the face of an ox on the left side; they four also had the face of an eagle…and their appearance and their work was as it were a wheel in the middle of a wheel.And when the living creatures went, the wheels went by them: and when the living creatures were lifted up from the earth, the wheels were lifted up. Whithersoever the spirit was to go, they went, thither was their spirit to go; and the wheels were lifted up over against them: for the spirit of the living creature was in the wheels…And above the firmament that was over their heads was the likeness of a throne, as the appearance of sapphire…This was the appearance of the likeness of the glory of the LORD. And when I saw it, I fell upon my face, and I heard a voice of one that spake….and he said unto me, son of man, stand upon thy feet and I will speak unto thee.
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Love is a wonderful thing. Amazing!!!
A necessary machine embraces her with arms of death while offering pop-tarts. When she was young she dreamed of motherhood with her dolls. Now she has an annoying little brat demanding ice cream. She prays for meaning in the afterlife even though she may not be worthy of such magic….or something…I don’t know… I made this and I’m trying to figure out what it means. Let me know if you have any ideas.
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