Creative writing and artful observations

[Magical Realist]

In my bathroom mirror this morning I noticed something strange. I raised my right hand and looked at it in the mirror. A perfect replica in every sense. I make a fist and the mirror hand makes a fist. Nothing at all different about it in the mirror, except this:  it is not in fact a right hand in the mirror at all but a left hand! I prove this by pressing my hand on the mirror. The reflected hand lines up perfectly with my right hand, finger to finger, just as a left hand would. It is totally identical yet also a complete opposite! What dark sorcery is this! How will I ever be able to trust my mirror again? And who is this imposter standing before me?


What a moron. 9_9

Are you now trolling every post in every thread I post in? Why are you so obsessed with me? Get it thru your skull that nothing about your toxic ass interests me abit. Get a life asshole..

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Trees have much to teach us about time. Not about this barren and artificial counting of hours we rush to and fro in. But of the slow and deeper pace of really lived time.

Of its memorializing nature as the weathered bark scars and the age rings of the tree trunk.

Of the rarity and preciousness of waited-for moments of fruition---the much anticipated harvest time of fruit and nuts.

Of the long cyclic seasonality of trees from the changing of the leaves to the blossoming of flowers.

Trees constantly trace for us the rich inner fluidity of time in their patient skyward growth, in their alternating nourishments of rain and sunshine, and in their tenacious well-rooted endurance thru the cold winds of the winter. We must learn from them the inherent destining nature of time in their natural effortless unfolding from decay to seedling to sapling to mighty towering timber. The presencing of what happens TO us as what is also happening FOR us.

[Magical Realist]

I miss the old days of cable tv. When Discovery Channel actually aired real science shows like Walking With Dinosaurs and Mythbusters. When USA had Gilbert Gottfried shrilly hosting the movie of the night. When E had Greg Kinnear on Talk Soup. When VH1 had Behind The Music. When MTV actually played music videos. When TNT played old classic films. When SciFy had all sci-fi shows and series. When Travel Channel aired real travel shows like Samantha Brown and Anthony Bourdain. It was the 90's. A more innocent time of changes and of discovering new things. We were happy as clams with what little they gave us. I will always remember those days fondly.

[Syne]

No, you're literally a moron baffled by a mirror.

[Magical Realist]

You have all the imagination and creative flair of a rotting artichoke. Go back to your steaming political cesspool.

[Syne]

Little do you know that I'm an artist.

[Magical Realist]

I don't believe it. It doesn't fit your profile at all. Although I must admit I was shocked to learn of your bird watching hobby. So go ahead. Post some of your works..We won't laugh too hard.

[Magical Realist]

Cherish your intellectual fire. Don't let it fizzle out. It may not change the world. It may not win you lots of friends. But it will keep you forever young on the inside.

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[Syne]

I don't believe it. It doesn't fit your profile at all. Although I must admit I was shocked to learn of your bird watching hobby. So go ahead. Post some of your works..We won't laugh too hard.

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[Magical Realist]

Wow! You really ARE an artist. And a good one at that. I stand corrected..

[Syne]

I usually don't talk about being a polymath. Too easy for people online to just call you a liar.
So usually only people I know personally, in real life find out.