I am able to stand and hop up the altar before the pew I was in catches fire. Legs bound, I trip and knock Cas and the others over. I feel the inferno building behind me; we don’t have time for this shit. “What the hell is going on?” Jacob asks straining against his bonds. … Continue reading I Promise
A bit of News
Hello folks, old solace here at Melbourne Airport waiting for the first of many connecting flights back home. I’m tired of hospital beds and can’t wait to sleep in mine. A bit of good news, Penn and Teller are officially on staff at Thoughts of a Thinker and will be traveling back with Jacob and … Continue reading A bit of News
Journal Entry: Fred
I woke up today at four knowing it was going to be the same old crap as the day before, and the day before that. I meditated, while still in bed, just to hold off on starting the day a little bit longer. Finally I pulled myself off the molded sheets and walked into the … Continue reading Journal Entry: Fred
Journal Entry 5: May 20th
My son woke me up around 5am; it was time for a feeding. It took me about an hour to put him back down, but he finally fell asleep. I started my daily chores and around 12 I sorted though a few emails, some from my mom but mostly junk mail. I was surprised to … Continue reading Journal Entry 5: May 20th
Journal Entry 4: Ed
Having woken up today should have been great but at my age saying it’s tough is a lie. Yesterday was my 87th birthday and I spent it with my dermatologist. As a gift he told me the spot on my face was skin cancer, again.it would take two months for them to fit me in, … Continue reading Journal Entry 4: Ed
Journal Entry 3: William S.
I watched the sun brake over the horizon, it was magnificent. I took a stroll after my nightly romp with the young Constance. She and I have been linked together by heavenly love for years now, but only recently by more earthly pleasures. It saddens me to say that our love may be short lived, … Continue reading Journal Entry 3: William S.
Journal Entry 2: Arthur
This day has been a difficult one, more so than any I can remember. Not only did I have to rise earlier than I’ve had to in months to grind all the herbs for the elixirs, a flood ravaged my cellar, but fourteen different souls made their way to me in the half hour I … Continue reading Journal Entry 2: Arthur
