Rest In Peace Ngo….
We fondly remember your cheer..
Victors don’t flourish if their vanquished had perished and death can only lose.
If the fear we bear of death doesn’t give death peace of mind, then what has death?
Death can’t have us or keep us for he passes on only, going through us for the briefest of memonts.
Death tends to reveal the two most important lessons in our lives and these are firstly:
Where there is a life, there are always lies.
Every road leads to the same place.
Death’s power ends where it starts.
Come, walk down the halls of my faceless gallery, the blistered portraits of nonsense madman howling at self and nobody, but silence. You are intrigued by the lack of intrigue and boredom soon swings her pendulum hypnotizing us both, moan now sure as I am deaf will your cries be heard by none other. We […]
Written By Millionaire’s Digest Team Member: Annmarie McQueen Founder & Owner of: Annmarie McQueen Millionaire’s Digest Team, Contributor, Travel & Writing Writer 1. It lets you get the feelings out without having to get anyone else involved. Let’s face it; getting emotional in front of people is always an embarrassing process, no matter how close you are […]
There’s a sign that says: Four people died here. A cascade of water tumbles over rocks into a pool. On the edges, it’s clear; you can see silt at the shallow bottom. The pool, though, is dark. It leads to a cavern hidden beneath the surface, undercurrents dragging the water there and holding it. […]
I wish my life was like a poem then I would be beautiful. I would have rhythm, cadence, imagery; my rhymes they would be plentiful. I would have stanzas of separation, my life would be in order. They would build upon each other from beginning to end –– clear borders. Someone would have […]
In the quiet whisper behind two eyes Distant memories drift slowly by Shadows ply the illuminated space Nothing speaks like a dream in your face. Remembering on past the current time Thoughts they congeal into words passing by Memories they fly to the ethereal place A chance passing flows very fast through your mind Reflections […]
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