| She Who Watches - She Who Waits - She Who Listens - She Who Speaks Blanche McLanahan [ehcnald at yahoo.com] |
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SHUTTLING THE PAWNS IN A SIMULATED GAME OF WAR Fantastic voyage to the distant boundaries of outerspace Traveling in line with the light of the stars. Imaginings of drifting beside the red planet Mars. Seeing extraterrestrial creatures within the minds great head. Turning ashes to ashes and dust to dust The decomposition we dread. Wandering within the hearts of these early planeteers Gazing upon these planets in motion As we grieve all the lost lives through the years. Searching beyond the spectrum of this planets core To learn of life which existed before......... Before the "First Time" when everywhere and when was the same Then time brought man to his knees and the Great Calamity came. Yet we exist in a multitude of mirrored solar systems Adrift and amidst scores of thriving life Dependent upon one another to end chaos and strife. - Blanche McLanahan |
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