Chapter 29 – Reality Life’s enchanted cup sparkles near the brim ~ Lord Byron January 2, 2006, Bartholomew Estate, near Pacific City, Oregon With each light of day brings forth a new phase for which a soul can embrace. That was what my mind told me. Yet as I watched time pass before me I […]
PART TWO – THE HOUSE OF THOTH – Chapter 28 – Unfaithful (Revised) LA Edwards
Chapter 28 – Unfaithful A mistress never is nor can be a friend. While you agree, you are lovers; and when it is over, anything but friends. ~ Lord Byron August 2003, Firenze, Italy Firenze was overflowing with the characteristic scene of wandering tourists promenading along the narrow alleys and cobbled streets of the […]
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PART TWO – THE HOUSE OF THOTH – Chapter 24 – An Evening with the Conte (Revised ) LA Edwards
Chapter 24 – An Evening with Conte di Tullevette There are nights when the wolves are silent and only the moon howls. ~ George Carlin Late Afternoon, December 31, 2005, Castello di Tullevette, Tuscany The Conte sat leisurely in his favorite leather chair, legs extended and propped on a leather ottoman, and laptop resting on […]
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August 9, 2012
Beauty of whatever kind, in its supreme development, invariably excites the sensitive soul to tears. ~Edgar Allan Poe
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August 8, 2012
“Even death is not to be feared by one who has lived wisely.” Buddha
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August 7, 2012
“If you cannot get rid of the family skeleton, you may as well make it dance.” ~ George Bernard Shaw
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August 6, 2012
“A man sooner or later discovers that he is the master-gardener of his soul, the director of his life.” James Allen
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August 5, 2012
“If curiosity killed the cat, it was satisfaction that brought it back.” ~ Holly Black, Tithe: A Modern Faery Tale
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PART TWO – THE HOUSE OF THOTH – Chapter 23 – Loose Ends (Revised) LA Edwards
Chapter 23 – Loose Ends Submit to the present evil, lest a greater one befalls you. ~ Phaedrus June 1996, the Vatican, Rome It was before dawn, Monsignor Delacroix was taking his regular morning stroll along Ponte Sant’ Angelo toward Saint Peters Square. He preferred this time of the morning as the barrage of tourist […]
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