I just had a vision of white wings billowing as they lifted ever upward through a vast, although gentle and soft blueness. You have no idea how deeply I hope your write is what I was seeing and not what is happening with someone else.

Great write, BTW.......

bbbBUT FADED, they speak with different accents!

Please let this be as it appears. Good life and love to y'all!

Oh and art, if it weren't for Marc, that modeling clay would have looked like giant turkey legs instead of sponge bob shoes. Thankfully, he has the persistence to see what's in my mind.

Oh, faded dear, this doesn't bode well, I fear........Wake up, Wake up all within the voice. Wake up, wake up and face the choice.


Weird mood - do forgive me, y'all!

Yes, very nicely done!

mmm, so good to have you home......well, it is!

Thanks, ME, but artgurl informed me on that Z-snap business, so I can handle that now if it's shorter for ya,

Great story!

Ahhhh yes - I like those writes that I'm just the mechanical means of manifestation. Call it channeling, call it being a conduit, a messenger, whatever - I find those aspects help make life awesome and wayyyy cool, proving I'm just a lil itty bitty pebble in a big ol symbiotic pond.

GOOD write!

Thanks, one of the aspects I soooo look forward to becoming past history in the great book of humanity.

This is one of those writes that takes on several meanings for me.

Initially, it was written with artman48 in mind, but I used clay instead of paint, his modality de'creativity. Then I started thinking about some Native creation stories with the creator making man from clay, so it could apply spiritually or it could apply to raising children or obviously to this write. Plus, I got to play with the noun and verb, project.....

Kace, unless there's a padded cell, uh-uh, I don't wanna play, lol.

weird but true, very, very true

YyyyUP, I'm good to go now, thanks!!!

Thanks fusion, hmmm, now I wonder too.

Wha-OW!!!!

Need air, Ohhhhh gotta get air.

I’m not
Red and round
Or hung from a rafter -
That’d be a punching bag
If that’s what you’re after.

I’m not
Made of glass;
Yet still, I can shatter.
I have a body that’ll bust
And brain-n-guts that’ll splatter.

I am
Here to learn, grow, and maybe to teach
YOU not to touch in anger
Not to put me, your child,
in any kind of danger.

I didn’t
Come with a warning label,
But if I had it’d be in German and English:

Kinder - handle with care.

Yeyyyyyy, a title has been chosen --- WHOOT!

"From Kay:

Where was the term Grim Reaper first used or where did it originate?

This expression, and its brothers Reaper, Old Reaper and Great Reaper, come from the practice ofThe Grim Reaper. Click to follow the link. portraying Death as wielding a scythe. Surprisingly, the earliest reference provided by the Oxford English Dictionary comes from Longfellow in 1839: "There is a Reaper whose name is Death, and, with his sickle keen..." Grim reaper doesn't show up until 1977, though the term grim death has been around since Shakespeare's time (he used it in The Taming of the Shrew). Death was portrayed as bearing a scythe because there was a tradition of representing Death and/or Time as a scythe; that dates back to the 14th century. The notion was one of Death personified mowing down people with his great scythe. The earliest reference to the scythe comes from Thomas Usk’s The Testament of Love in about 1378: "Sithen al the grettest clerkes..with their sharpe sythes of conning al mowen and mad therof grete rekes and noble."

The above found at: http://www.takeourword.com/Issue078.html

lol, just gotta find out, lol