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...until death do re-unite or the Priestess return to Avalon.
You may give them your love but not your thoughts, for they have their own thoughts. You may house their bodies but not their souls, for their souls dwell in the house of tomorrow, which you cannot visit, not even in your dreams.You may strive to be like them, but seek not to make them like you. For life goes not backward nor tarries with yesterday.
The moving finger writes and, having writ, moves on. Nor all your piety nor wit shall lure it back to cancel half a line, nor all your tears wash out a word of it.
There is nothing noble in being superior to your fellow man. True nobility lies in being superior to your former self .
This character appears in one of my short stories, and also in the novel. He's sadder than he looks, poor thing.
About Me
- JJ
- Ashbourne, Derbyshire, United Kingdom
- I've never had money because I've never been driven by money. I received little formal education beyond the age of sixteen, which isn't such a bad thing since you get a different angle on life that way. Learning what you want and need to learn often reveals things that the system's road keeps hidden.
BOOKS
Anyone interested in viewing the availablity of my novel Odyssey or novella The Gift Horse can do so here.
To Be Retained...
...until death do re-unite or the Priestess return to Avalon.
Khalil Gibran on Children.
You may give them your love but not your thoughts, for they have their own thoughts. You may house their bodies but not their souls, for their souls dwell in the house of tomorrow, which you cannot visit, not even in your dreams.You may strive to be like them, but seek not to make them like you. For life goes not backward nor tarries with yesterday.
OMAR KAYYAM ON REGRET.
The moving finger writes and, having writ, moves on. Nor all your piety nor wit shall lure it back to cancel half a line, nor all your tears wash out a word of it.
Herman Hess on Nobility
There is nothing noble in being superior to your fellow man. True nobility lies in being superior to your former self .
Free Fiction
I have another blog called A Handful of Stories on which I've posted some of my short fiction. Most of it has been published by a variety of independent small press publishers, so somebody other than me must have thought it worth reading.
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- Bad Signs.
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- Pining for the Priestess.
- A Misconception.
- The Forked Tongue of a British August.
- Out of Step.
- Hitting the Iceberg.
- The Right Reason to Risk Losing.
- Namaste.
- A Mixed Metaphor.
- Allegory Update and a Couple of Bits.
- Animals, Real and Imagined.
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- Two Little Irritations.
- Life in Desolation.
- Sweeping Away the Bad...
- Cuteness and Conscience.
- Time Flies.
- A Little Allegory and a Real Landscape.
- The Fairy-with-a-Feather Spot.
- A Ratio Question.
- Making the Case for Safety.
- The Alternative (or Real) Sleeping Beauty.
- An Inexplicable Noise.
- An Inexplicable Sensation.
- Speculating on Standards.
- The Grail Option.
- Notes on Today's Walk.
- Three Notes to Keep the Keyboard Active.
- Time and the Sky.
- Life and Latvia.
- One Man's View of the World.
- Animal Magnetism.
- Retiring Into Irrelevance.
- Making a Difference.
- Poe.
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- A Favourite Line.
- Thinking to Avoid the Alternative.
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- Three Pointless Questions.
- Life and Conflict.
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- No Place for the Beautiful.
- Persistence of Sound.
- Questioning the Clever Sound Bite.
- The Monochrome Look of Middle Age.
- Packing for Avalon and Beyond.
- An Unpleasant Sensation.
- The Word.
- Current Bits.
- Lovers in Life and Literature.
- Blame Where It's Due.
- Partings.
- Life, Mischief and Rightness.
- A Cute Little Question.
- Bovine Rejection.
- Never Too Late to Learn Part 2.
- A Little Problem.
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- Riots Update.
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- The Riots. Briefly.
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- Today.
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- New York, or What?
- Gaining Sense or Losing Sanity.
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All the permanent pictures and some of the posted ones on this blog are my copyright. Most of them, however, are placed with a picture library which holds the licensing rights. I don't, therefore, have the legal right to grant permission to use them.
An Inhabitant of the Hungry Ghost Realm
This character appears in one of my short stories, and also in the novel. He's sadder than he looks, poor thing.
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When everything that is illusion is removed, all that remains is consciousness.
5 comments:
On August 9th I am sending you a smile and a hug!
Me, too :o)
One at a time, please. I'm fragile!
Much thanks.
I'm a bit out of practice, but I'll bet I can still pack a good squeeze.
true but these days you're all skin and bones- it wouldn't be much fun...between the two of us it'd be all pokey and hurty, lol UNPLEASANT!
Give over! The muscle tone is still excellent, it's just that they don't work as well as they used to. And you're forgetting the spare tyre.
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