Monthly Archives: September 2017

Two Souls: Into the Fire … # 214

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Two Souls: Into the Fire … # 214

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TWO SOULS: INTO THE FIRE

# 214

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Steve got another cup of coffee, taking it outside to the front porch. If Terry didn’t want to eat, then fine, he wasn’t going to say any more about it. It did seem nice out here, after the crazy fog went away.He rocked the porch swing slowly, enjoying the warmth of the sun, and the peaceful feeling he got from living way out here in the woods. 

He thought of his sister, and her two kids. They’d be playing out here in the front yard pretty soon…and calling him Uncle Steve…oh man, I’m an uncle…he smiled at that thought. The screen door squeaked open, and Ghost shuffled out in his knee socks, and a blanket wrapped around him. Sitting down on the porch steps, he sipped his own mug of hot coffee.

“Terry is in there staring at a piece of toast,” he said.

“I know. Maybe he’ll eat it,” Steve said.

Ghost shrugged. “I don’t know…I think he was talking to it. He said, ‘I have to eat you, but I’m afraid you’ll choke me’…” He laughed, which made Steve start laughing.

“Oh, man….I needed that,” Steve said, holding his stomach. “It’s killing me, but that’s just too funny.”

“I know,” Ghost agreed, but had stopped laughing. He was staring out into the woods, with a far away look in his eyes.

“I think I had a dream…about an earthquake and evil fog. Was that a dream?” Ghost asked.

“Well, if it was, then we all had the same one…even Kinsey,” Steve said.

“Um-hmm, that’s what I thought,” Ghost said. “It wasn’t a dream…it was a mass hallucination for all of us. That’s why nobody else remembers.”

“Huh? What do you mean?”

“Just what I said, Steve. That’s the connection…it was only for all of us…all of us that was at the demon house. It’s back…and it’s putting visions and stuff in our heads.” He nodded, as if this was a true fact.

Steve frowned. “For real? that same evil demon we got rid of?”

Ghost thought for a minute. “No, another one…not as bad, but it sees it’s chance to come forth now. See, we opened the portal to the underworld, when we did that séance. The underworld…that’s where the demons all hang out. So, when we busted the biggest, baddest, badass demon, this other one wants to have the boss position. It’s trying to get us to let it come and be known, since we all know that they’re there now. Just us that did the house demon. That’s why nobody but us sees these things, and hears thing on the news. It’s all fake…for real fake…made just for our minds, and they hope we’ll be freaked out enough to do another séance, so it can come out and take over.” He looked up at Steve, nodding his head.

“Ghost, I feel like I want to say that’s bullshit…but in a way, it makes sense,” Steve said. “At least it’s an explanation. So, what should we do…just in case? I really don’t want to go bustin’ demons again.”

“Me either…ever. I don’t want to deal with ’em ever again. But, they’ll keep on until we pay attention,” Ghost said.

“Well, too bad. Can’t you close the door  on them, or sage them away?” Steve asked. “Do some of your hocus-pocus on ’em.” He was talking like this was a real situation, but inside he was thinking it was crazy talk.

“Yeah, but that would have us doing all that ‘crazy talk’ stuff, like we did before,” said Ghost, picking up on Steve’s inner thoughts.

Steve grinned, “You’re good at doing that, ya know…hearing what I say inside.”

Ghost smiled, “Yeah, I know, you come through loud and clear.’

“So, ok…I suggest we just ignore the fake stuff, now that we know it’s fake. Then, they’ll give up and go somewhere else,” Steve said.

“Ok, guess so…they can come knocking, and we won’t answer,” Ghost said. “But, what if they make the fake stuff feel so real that we believe it? You know, like lies, and seeing weird shit, and things it says about all of us…I mean, it could put bad stuff in our heads.”

“Well, if I hear any trash talk about any of us, I’ll know it’s not true. We need to tell the others about all this,” Steve said.

“Yep, and we can start with Terry,” Ghost said, getting up to go inside. “I need breakfast, anyway. Come on, Steve…Terry will think we’re crazy, so I need you to help.”

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At the table, Terry had eaten half a piece of toast, and now was almost falling asleep sitting there.

“Hey, Dude…we got some ideas…you need to listen,” Steve said, as he jiggled Terry’s shoulder.

“Huh? What? Oh, ok, I’m awake…a little bit,” Terry said.

They told him everything they’d been discussing. “Ok,” Terry nodded. “Mission Ignore Fakeness is on. I’ll call Kinsey. He’s still over at Zach’s, so he can fill them in.”

With that settled, boredom was setting in. None of them felt ready or well enough yet to go anywhere, though. Terry called Kinsey and explained their plan, then he went back to bed, hoping when he woke up he’d feel better.

Steve strummed his guitar for a little while, just for it’s soothing tones. His mind couldn’t concentrate on any songs yet, but running his fingers over the frets, and hearing the strings vibrate, always made him feel better.

Ghost had gotten his journal and curled up on the couch to write…he never missed a day, if he could help it. He hummed along to Steve’s music, and they both fell into a familiar, comfortable routine.

Terry, still trying to rest, was listening, and it helped him feel better, too. He smiled to himself. His two best friends, besides Kinsey, were out there, and it seemed so peaceful and normal…something they’d do any time together. He’d stayed over before, but those times were after partying too hard, and he always wondered what Steve and Ghost did when they were alone.

They were a crazy pair, and he thought maybe they were just as crazy all the time…but, this here, this normalcy was what he realized was the one constant that allowed them to be each other’s soul mate. Their name ‘Lost Souls’ was so right for them…except they weren’t lost…they’d found each other. It was testimony for all the lost souls in the world, that you don’t have to be forever lost…

Terry finally drifted off to sleep. Steve continued to play softly, for awhile. He could hear Ghost humming, and the scratching of his marker, as he wrote in the journal. He’d never really read any of them, only a peek or two, or when Ghost would show him a certain part. He smiled, as he imagined what Ghost wrote about…was it dreams? made up stories? every day happenings? He knew he kept a separate notebook for song lyrics, and he had some for his art work…he recognized those, but this one was new.

It had a picture of an Indian dream-catcher on the cover. It was fancier than a spiral…this one was bound. He’d gotten it for Christmas, and it wouldn’t take him long to fill it with his writing. He looked over at Ghost.

“What ‘cha writing about?” he asked, his curiosity getting the best of him.

Ghost finished his thought, before he looked up.

“Huh? This journal?”

“Yes…what is it about? Is there a theme?”

Ghost looked puzzled. “I don’t know, I just write what comes. I don’t think about it.” He shrugged, tracing his fingers along the sides of the book. “This one will turn into whatever it is meant to be…just like the others,” he said.

“Oh, well…read me something then,” Steve said.

Ghost looked down at the page he’d just finished, as if it was a revelation to him, too. “Hmm, ok…here the book says, ‘I went to live with Ghost on Christmas Eve. I am happy, because Ghost is a writer, and I was meant to be written in. He is not afraid to write what he thinks…even if it’s messy, or silly, or profound.” Ghost looked up at Steve. “That’s what I wrote…that’s what the book said to me.” He smiled his crooked smile.

Steve laughed. “Thank you, Ghost, for being so amazing. I love your writing.” He put his guitar down, and slowly closed Ghost’s book, keeping his hand on top of Ghost’s. Ghost did not pull away, instead, he looked into Steve’s eyes.

Steve took Ghost’s face in his hands, and they kissed. As their tongues touched, they both felt a familiar twinge of need for each other. Without a word, Steve rose, and helped Ghost to his feet. They went arm in arm down the hall to Ghost’s bedroom. It had been awhile since they’d pleasured one another, and so this time was extra tender and loving…though not quiet.

Terry was awakened, at first disoriented. Then, he understood what he was hearing, and grinned. This is what it’s all about, he thought, loving someone unconditionally. He ached for wanting someone like that in his life. He vowed to stop playing around…from now on, to get serious about his quest for true love.

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Next part coming soon!

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Thanks for visiting! Peace }i{

© 2017 BS

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This is a work of “fan fiction” based on the novel, “Lost Souls” by Poppy Z. Brite. All credit for the original characters, places, and some backstory mentions, belong to Ms. Brite and her publishing affiliates. Only newly introduced characters, places, and original elements of this story are entirely from my imagination. Character descriptions are a blend of the original book descriptions and my interpretation of them.

All songs included in this work will be solely owned by the original performers/writers and will be credited. Creative liscense is taken in including them in this story.

No harm is intended toward author, musicians, or people and situations to whom there may be a resemblance.

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The content herein is rated by me as being at the high end of MA (Mature Audience). It includes strong language, violence, sexual themes, including same sex pairings, religious themes, and fantasy horror.

 

 

 

 

Cee’s Fun Foto Challenge – Letter F – Fun or Flowers

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Cee’s Fun Foto Challenge – Letter F – Fun or Flowers

Cee’s Fun Foto Challenge: Letter F – Topic is Fun or Flowers

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This time for Cee’s twisted alphabet, the letter is F – Fun or Flowers.

I thought this would be both, as it was fun to put together, funny to watch,  and there is a flower, too.

These are my cute, light activated skeleton and flower.

I’m still learning how to make videos, and this is one of my first tries. It looks big, but when you click on it, it goes to a more normal size. 🙂

The background music is by the Eagles, and the video with lyrics is below.

Enjoy!

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“Love Will Keep Us Alive”, by the Eagles, is from their album, “Hell Freezes Over”. It was written by Jim Capaldi, Paul Carrak, and Peter Vale. The label is Geffen and The Eagles Recording Company II.

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Thanks for visiting! Peace }i{

© 2017 BS

 

 

Wisdom from a Chair?

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Me: pacing the floor.

Chair: There she goes, again.

Me: looking out the back door, watching rain come down in torrents.

Chair: She thinks pacing and looking out the door will help.

Me: looking out the front door, watching rain come down, flooding the yard and street.

Chair: Hey, stop with the pacing, already!

Me: stops in front of the TV to check weather radar

Chair: Yeah, it’s raining out there, settle down!

Me: looking in junk drawer for flashlight, checking for batteries, not finding any.

Chair: (sigh) Would you just come sit down? I’m nice and comfortable.

Me: looking around the room. “Did someone say something?”

Chair: Oops…

Me: speaking to room, “Okay, you ghosts, I know you’re there.”

Chair: Sheesh, she blames everything on the house ghosts.

Me: jumping at the sound of crashing thunder. “That was close. Come on, Cricket, let’s go hide.”

Chair: I give up.

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Thanks for visiting! Peace }i{

© 2017 BS

Back Where I Come From – Day 26

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Back Where I Come From – Day 26

https://mcclendonvilla.wordpress.com/2017/09/26/2017-september-challenge-back-where-i-come-from-day-26/

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Thank you, Suzanne, for hosting this wonderful challenge! It’s been fun to answer the questions. 🙂

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Question # 26

26. Does your hometown experience all four seasons? If not, which ones does it skip over?

My Answer:

We have all 4 seasons here.

Summer time feels like the longest one, as it is very hot.

Winter time gets cold, and we get snow, but it doesn’t last very long.

Spring time seems short, as we have a few nice days, then we are hot again. Early spring we usually have sand storms.

Fall days are great, but again, they don’t last long. We go from a few wonderful days, then it gets too cold.

To explain about the winter days here, some may think it’s strange. We have some below freezing days, but then the next day will be nice and warm. It’s like a roller coaster around here during the winter. It can snow one day, then the next will be bar-be-que outdoors weather.

The spring is the same kind of strange. We’ll have just right temperatures, then it will turn freezing again, sometimes in the same day. This will happen with the sand storms, too. One will blow through, then be nice again, withing a few hours.

Awhile back, our weather people announced we had won some kind of award for the hardest weather of anywhere to forecast.

Needless to say, the weather is a main topic of conversation people talk about everywhere here. 🙂

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Thanks for visiting! Peace }i{

© 2017 BS

Kangaroo – One Word Photo Challenge

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Kangaroo – One Word Photo Challenge

This Week’s Challenges: September 24 – 30 (OWPC, & WW)

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This week we are featuring the Kangaroo!

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This is a real kangaroo. We saw her at the Science Spectrum, here, during their touring Critterfest.

This is my antique salt & pepper shaker Kangaroo & Joey. I entered this in the local fair, under antiques and relics, one year, and won a ribbon.

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© 2017 BS

 

 

Thunderstorm – Weekly Weather

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Thunderstorm – Weekly Weather

This Week’s Challenges: September 24 – 30 (OWPC, & WW)

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This week we are featuring thunderstorms.

Here’s some dark storm clouds, and then the rain came pouring down.

A thunderstorm is how it feels and looks like when you are in a car wash.

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© 2017 BS

Back Where I Come From – Day 25

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Back Where I Come From – Day 25

https://mcclendonvilla.wordpress.com/2017/09/25/2017-september-challenge-back-where-i-come-from-day-25/

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Thanks for hosting the September Challenge, Suzanne!

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Question # 25

25. What is your hometown known for? In other words, what makes it special?

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My answer:

What makes my hometown of Lubbock TX special and known for, would be different for everyone you asked. Here’s a few that come to mind, for me.

  • Hometown of Buddy Holly, music legend. Buddy Holly Museum, statue, and gravesite
  • Cotton producing region
  • Ranching Heritage Center
  • Wine production
  • Friendly people
  • Texas Tech University (Red Raiders)
  • Prairie Dog Town
  • UFOs – Lubbock Lights…documented sightings

I’m know there are many more interesting things to see and do around here, but for me these are some of the highlights of our city.

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Thanks for visiting! Peace }i{

© 2017 BS