A Revelation from the DarknessThere, a stirring from beyond the veil, a dimple, a depression, an anomaly. The shroud bellied outwards, stretching—almost painfully. Lightning crackled and seams of light slithered across the brightening surface. A crack like thunder rolled across the land, and a single blow fell from within, upon the veil, with the force of an apocalypse. One object burst forth, triumphant. A cold, dark flame consumed the gaping hole within the veil— the hole was no more. The object, plummeting back to terra-firma once again, rolled upon the verdant, dewy grasses—finally at peace amongst the greenery of a new day.A Revelation from the Darkness
A soul came from darkne
Rumpelstiltskin RewriteOne fine day, a short decrepit old man was strolling under the lush greenery of the forest. His name was Rumpelstiltskin and he… was me! That day I heard a small, sad, sound emanating from the castle tower nearby.Rumpelstiltskin Rewrite
With a small pop, and a swirl of color, I transported myself into the tower. Once there I noticed a vast amount of straw. Entangled within the mass was a small, petite, and very beautiful young lass, who was sobbing uncontrollably. When she looked up she seemed to perceive me for the first time. When I asked what was wrong she went in to a very elaborate description that I was barely able to hear through her many gasps
Science and ReligionWhite and black, right and wrong, in or out? Humans have a natural need to classify things with absolute certainly. Unfortunately, nature doesn’t work that way. Between the black and white, there is always a grey. Nothing is ever totally right in the natural world. It is an ancient habit of our species to have things exist as either our way or wrong. Regrettably, each person possesses a different view, which leads me to the source of our problem.Science and Religion
One of the ancient controversies lies in the war between science and religion.
Creationism or Evolution? Which seems plausible to you? The answer? Both! When you think abou
A self description poemI am Todd. I am the runner, the scholar, the hippy.A self description poem
I am the fox. That is my name, my wit, my cunning.
I have a key in my heart; I keep it locked; it’s too easy to steal.
Different is written on my forehead for all to see. It is my calling-card.
I love the sound of laughter and hate the sound of bigotry.
My time of day is twilight, the neutral time. It suits me.
If my hands could speak, they would tell me to make something.
I remember my first book.
I remember my father telling me to never care what people say.
I deviate.
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