I open this page and think of a couple words to start with, then I type without stopping till I have a paragraph.Then I press publish. No pausing. No editing. (I fix up the spelling and the odd bit of punctuation to make it more in line with what my brain was thinking and my fingers were trying to type, but I don't add or remove any words) ........... Find LITTLE VISIONS VOL 1 in audiobook and zine format at https://bridesofchrist.bandcamp.com/album/little-visions-vol-1-audiobook
Saturday, February 4, 2017
THE SWEET CARESS OF THE COOL BREEZE
The sweet caress of the cool breeze against my cheek made me die instantly. It was simply too pleasurable for my body to compute. My spirit floated up out of my body. It felt the cool breeze and was struck double dead. My spirit's spirit floated up out of that and by this time i was getting a little sick of this but I knew comedy came in threes so I prepared for the next cool breeze. A double spirit Mack truck came hurtling along the spirit highway and mashed my double spirit painfully triple dead. Goodness, death can be cruel. Triple death triply so.
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