![]() So every time one of those images fell, it meant that the life-cycle for that god had ended.īeyond the myths or truths of the fate of the universe, these visual wonders of nature can be found throughout the planet-and even beyond. The ancients believed that large rocks, mountains, or capricious land reliefs were part of a cycle of movement through which the gods lived and were nourished. “Men hang out their signs indicative of their respective trades shoemakers hang out a gigantic shoe jewelers a monster watch, and the dentist hangs out a gold tooth but in the mountains of New Hampshire, God Almighty has hung out a sign to show that there He makes men.”-Daniel Webster (1782–1852), American StatesmanĪccording to ancient Chinese tradition, the gods of heaven didn’t exist entirely on a separate plane of reality-they also had a material correspondence on Earth. She bolted to my bedside and held my bruised hand.SUPER GRANNY: The 'Badlands Guardian' of Alberta, Canada. In the doorway, stood my mother in her sloppy clothes with dark bags under her eyes. “You’re a lucky young lady that you survived the head trauma and the severe beating, but in time, I believe you will make a full recovery.” Relax, to allow the medicine to work.” He smiled. “You’re recovering from a serious head injury. Morris, your physician at the ER.” He squeezed my fingers. In a bright room, shrieking alarms surrounded me, my body ached, and an exhausted man with a receding hairline wearing a pair of dirty scrubs examined me. Revenge pulsed through my veins for Thomas needed to pay for his crimes too. “You need to decide.”Ī powerful desire to be a wife and mother filled me. “The hospital staff has worked hard to save your life to ensure your choice.” “He took his trophy, struck your head several times out of his rage.” He tried to rape… A pain in my head.” I sobbed. “Thomas, my boyfriend, and I had a nasty brawl. “What is going on?” I asked as panic filled me with dread. The waitress placed another glass of water on the table and stared at Sam.Ī wave of dizziness hit me and everything spun as I placed my hand on my head. A shadow that looked like a man coming towards me.” “It happens on a hot day like this, but you’re safe here.” “I walked for hours in this part of the city. My body slowly relaxed, and I was protected in the cafe. A few seconds later, I sat, sipping on the water. I was safe from the evil lurking in the shadows outside. My boyfriend’s rough hands carried such harshness just like his words. “I can believe it.” My legs shook, and everything spun.Ī softness touched my arms. “My father told me demons come out to play causing chaos to us.” “So sorry! I didn’t see you.” She offered her hand. She rammed into me and I collided with the floor. I stopped, before crashing into the waitress in a bright-white, tidy, uniform with her brunette hair in a tight bun, and wore nurses’ shoes.Īt a corner table in the back, a tall, stocky man in a gray T-shirt and tan Khaki shorts stood. On a business trip with my dad in Charleston, we ate at a local seaside restaurant, and this cafe reminded me of the place. The realistic paintings of palm trees on the walls, multi-colored lights of seashells hung from the ceiling, and beach decor. A brand-new 1990s Cadillac whizzed by me. Paradise Diner across the street with faded ocean waves painted on the windows. My boyfriend had persuaded me I regretted that decision. Creepiness rushed into my skin forming goosebumps. A shadowy figure emerged a half block away. Piercing eyes generated a frigid chill, seizing my spine. That’s when I scrammed from our apartment. My boyfriend and I had a violent argument when his unstoppable wrath erupted. For I was proud of my slender physique and my plump breasts.īut I couldn’t change my clothes. My mother’s voice nagged at me, wearing Daisy Dukes, a short tight top, and my dirty white tennis shoes. ![]() The prostitutes moved on, taking their cue I did too.ĭroplets of sweat dripped on my back as I strolled. At the corner, filled with vulgar men and teenagers displaying their herd mentality: sexual gestures, hooting, and hollering to the streetwalkers. The scorching Hades’ vapors rose throughout the concrete jungle of countless miles of shabby homes, and boarded-up buildings. ![]() Here’s my link below if you prefer to listen:
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