Writer, heal thyself

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“A writer’s life is never an easy one, the lonely and solemn state, lost in one’s own head every single day… but what if I like it there, inside of the made sphere?“ Gun Roswell

Writer, heal thyself

The made up words with the made up characters inside of the made up world inside of the mind of the writer

Going in deeper, never leaving the comfortable familiar place, the outside is there and outside it will remain

Living in one’s own head, night and day, never easy alas it is what this choice came with and what to except

The life of a writer, being everyone and everywhere all at once even if never really leaving the made up place up in the head 

As there it is where they belong, the stories being told even if none of them are the writer’s own.

You can call me Alias, Alias Fakename

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“Being a writer, is never easy, as having to play the part of each and every character inside the arc, drives one crazy, most days, sitting there, talking silently to oneself” Gun Roswell

You can call me Alias, Alias Fakename

All those stories, all those characters strong, bold, uninteresting and lame, each of them, playing their own little games

Living their lives inside this writers mind, never letting them sleep, taking the writer in too deep

All the worlds, being built and destroyed, restored and revisited, circle never ending

A lot of time, inside there, all day long, even some nights to be spending

Well, it is really easy, being a little crazy, some might say, even a lot

But, being right there, on the spot, with those written and some still waiting to become, characters

Would you think any less, of the author, the bard, stating they were none to smart

To be doing all that?

But then again, these worlds, these people, animals what have yous, will surely last

Long since the scribe is gone, unless somehow, they will manage to incorporate themselves

Inside the world of insanity, the world of total fantasy, and remain their all eternity

Wonder Women

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“In every woman there is a Queen. Speak to the Queen and the Queen will answer” Norwegian Proverb

Wonder Women

Feminism?
Never mind the ‘ism’
I’m in it for the idealism

Girl power
Female power
Human power

Heroins
Of different eras
Those afraid
May call you chimeras

Hell raisers
Trailblazers
Your wisdom and insight
Carrying the plight
For those
Who could not fight

Women of power
Hardly the cowards
Quite the women
Of wonder

Spring and Summer Weather

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“There is nothing wrong with the weather. It is fine, I am fine, everyone is fine. It’s just weather, changing all the time.” Gun Roswell

Spring and Summer Weather

The early morning showers, woke me up, with a light flash caused by thunder. It was not at all unexpected as it had been forecast already but usually those meteorologist make a blunders. Still, as it is the merry month of Spring or even Summer, you would think, that after several days, of temperatures in the hight twenties, Celsius as the Europeans measure it, it would be as warm as a summer’s shower, but imagine my dismay as I watched outside my window display and saw what I saw. The weather dire and dull, the temperatures could have easily been closer to null as it was freezing like before the winters storms. Now this was not nice as nobody had me warned, that today would not be bathing suit degrees rather chilling cold and wet ones to possibly and most likely make you sneeze. Well, we all know that the weather gods are here for us humans to please, but come on! Wouldn’t it be nice for that the Summer weather to finally kick in with full force and warming up not just the world wide outside, but thaw also our chilly little hearts from that wintery smart? Yeah right, it’s just weather am I right!?