Monthly Archives: August 2020

Share Your World

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Share Your World

https://sparksfromacombustiblemind.com/2020/08/10/share-your-world-with-a-twist-8-10-2020/

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This week for SYW, Melanie has shared another blogger’s questions, added on to the usual questions of Monday. Thanks Melanie, and Roger… To join in and to see other entries just click the above link. 🙂

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These first questions have something to do with the ‘Harry Potter’ books and movies. Sounds interesting, even though I’ve never read any of the books, and have only see bits and pieces of the first movie.

Anyway, here are the Qs and As …

 

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This week the book OR the movie is “Harry Potter And The Sorcerer’s Stone”

Share Your World Meets Harry Potter and the Sorcerer’s Stone

  1. Because of the state-wide quarantines many of the local SPCA’s are having an influx of animals. You have decided that you would love to have a new pet. Would you go the normal wizardry route and pick an owl, a cat, or a toad? Or would you become a more eccentric wizard (like Hagrid, the games keeper) and seek out a three-headed dog, a dragon, or a unicorn? Please explain your answer.

I would love to have a cat or dog. Just regular ones, not magical. I’ve had both, and they are magical all on their own, as they are sweet, soft, cute, funny, they listen with their heart, and give love and are wonderful companions.

  1. Neville Longbottom was gifted a Remembrall. This was a glass ball that would assist you in maintaining memories of things that you often forget. What would you want your Remembrall to help you remember?

This Remembrall thing sounds pretty cool. For years I’ve wished I’d kept a list from the very first book I ever read, up to the present time. This ball thing would give me the ability to remember each and every book I ever read.

  1. Professor Dumbledore gave Harry Potter an invisibility cloak that Dumbledore said was from Harry’s father. Now, you have inherited a cloak with similar powers. Would you use it? When?

Would I like a cloak to make me invisible whenever I wanted? Sure, but then I already can be invisible whenever I want to – I am a Ghost!

  1. While cleaning your attic, you have discovered the Mirror of Erised. (“Erised” is “desire” spelled backwards, as if reflected in a mirror) The Mirror of Erised is a magical mirror, which, according to Professor Dumbledore, when you gaze into it, it shows the “deepest, most desperate desire of our hearts.” You have chosen to look in the mirror. What do you see?

I think I’d take a pass on just seeing into the mirror unless it could magically make it come true. In that case I’d see peace in the world between everyone, and the end to illness and accidents.

Please have a bit of fun with the answers.   Even if you aren’t a Potter fan, the questions are (to me anyway) fun ones which could be answered ‘outside of Harry Potter’s world’.   Imagination might be required though.   🙂


“Plain” Questions:

Would You Rather Live 120 Years That Are Comfortable But Boring, Or Live Half As Long, But Have An Exciting Adventure Packed Life?

I think 120 comfortable years would be best for me. I’m not up for exciting adventures.

What’s Something That Overwhelms You?

The state of the world right now.

What Do or DID You Take For Granted?

I’d say everything and nothing.

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Thanks for visiting! Peace ☮️

© 2020 BS

Two Souls: Into the Fire # 30

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Two Souls: Into the Fire # 30

Warning … adult content

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Steve sat at the old woman’s kitchen table, listening to what she had to say.

“He told me everything, Steve…about everything, his whole life poured out in front of me…the good times and the bad. The death of his grandmother was especially hard for him. She was my best friend back then, Steve. I told her not to take Ghost away, but she wouldn’t listen. He told me about you, too. What you did to him…Steve, when my husband found him out there by the graveyard, and brought him here,” she let a tear fall, “he was dead, Steve. I’m convinced of that. We carried him inside and laid him on the bed. There were a couple of last breaths, and he whispered your name. We were frantic. We didn’t know what to do, but we gave him CPR as best we could. It took so long, but he finally came back to us.” She paused for a moment.

“He wasn’t right, Steve. He was out of his mind, didn’t know where he was, who he was, only mumbled gibberish. He had these awful shaking fits, saw visions, screamed in the night. And then his injuries were taking so long to heal. There was infection and high fevers. I gave him all the medicine I could. It finally started to work. Slowly, he began to recover. At least his body did…his spirit, his life force was almost completely gone. He had no real will to live, was kind of upset that he did live…kept begging me to just forget about him, to let him go. But, I could never do that. I loved him already…he was my best friend’s grandson. I’d never let him will himself to die.

He got well enough. I urged him to get out in the community to get to know people, to learn some of his heritage. It was okay for a while, but then it started with the others. I was afraid for him…and he knew he should leave…and so, he did. I’ve not heard anything from him since. I pray every day for his safety. Steve, if anyone can find him, it’s you. I know that when he is ready to be found, he will let you know. His gift is so strong, he will make himself known, and I’m sure he will someday,” she paused again.

Steve could not stop sobbing. She reached over and wrapped him in her arms. He needed someone to care about him as much as Ghost did. “What will become of these two,” she wondered, “these two who are meant to be together for all of time?” She didn’t know, but she had faith that somehow it would work out, if not in this lifetime, maybe in the next. She knew in her heart that their souls were intertwined since the beginning of time, and they’d had many meetings before…and here they were again, struggling to make it work.

Finally, Steve could form words, again. “Why would Ghost even want me now? He hates me, he put a curse on me! He’d never let me find him!” he despaired.

She was surprised to hear that Ghost had put a curse on Steve. How did he even know about things like that? It must be an innate knowledge, passed down for generations.

“Don’t fret about it, Steve. I know you are a good person, deep inside. Something evil possessed you beyond your control that night. It was decided many lifetimes ago, that both of your souls would have strife, that you and Ghost would meet and part many, many times over the millennia. Ghost is always meant to be your soul-mate, and you are his. It was written in the stars. Ghost will never forsake you, Steve. That is the one thing you can count on. He will come back to you…when the time is right.

Ghost loves you, a love so deep and pure, that he would die for you, he would die because of you, he would die without you. He’s already proven that, in so many ways. Have faith, Steve. I can tell, you must think I’m just an old, crazy, raving lunatic, talking gobbledygook, but trust me, I’m speaking the truth.”

Steve nodded, and said he’d try. “So, what now? Do I just wait around for a mind message from Ghost to come get him, or what? How am I supposed to do that? I need to do something..it’s killing me!”

She smiled, and told him that’s all he could really do. “Be open to any feelings you get, anything strange or out of order…it could be a message from Ghost. You think it’s impossible, but just let go, Steve. It’s more difficult when you try too hard to figure it out. Relax and let the messages come and guide you. You can still search for him, do what you can, leave your flyers and information everywhere you go. It may help.”

Steve jumped up from the chair, and paced around. “Don’t tell me again ‘when the time is right’! The time is right for me to find him right now!”

She could understand his frustration. “Then go…go do everything you can, Steve. He needs you just as much as you need him. I’ll pray for your success and safety, as I will for Ghost’s.” She squeezed his hands.

Steve closed his eyes and nodded, “I know,” he whispered. He turned to leave, but she stopped him.

“Steve, wait, I just remembered something.” She went upstairs. When she came back down, she had an envelope in her hands. “This is yours…from Ghost. He said he knew you’d be here someday, and to give this to you. You would know it was from him, and no one else.

Steve opened the sealed envelope. Inside was a short note, in Ghost’s handwriting, in sky blue marker. It said,

“I’m so lost, Steve. I still love you. Ghost”…and with the note was two crumpled up silver stars that had been in Ghost’s back pack. They’d come from the ceiling in Ghost’s bedroom in Missing Mile.

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Next part coming soon!

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Thanks for visiting! Peace ☮️

© 2020 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 license 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.

Love Me Do – Song Lyric Sunday – Harmonica

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Love Me Do – Song Lyric Sunday – Harmonica

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https://jimadamsauthordotcom.wordpress.com/2020/08/08/monica-and-veronica/

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Today’s SLS has us finding songs that have harmonica music. There are so many, it’s been hard to decide on one, but I’ve had fun listening to songs.

To join in, and also see other entries, just click the above link. Thanks, Jim!

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The song I finally chose is, “Love Me Do”, by The Beatles. This was their debut single (flip side “P.S. I Love You).

Fun Facts to know: https://www.buzznet.com/2012/10/fun-facts-about-beatles-love/?view-all&firefox=1&Exc_D_LessThanPoint002_p1=1

  • John Lennon and Paul McCartney wrote this in 1958, when John was 17 and Paul was 16. They made time for songwriting by skipping school. They had written songs before, but this was the first one they liked enough to record.
  • McCartney wrote this about his girlfriend at the time, Iris Caldwell.
  • This was the Beatles first single. It was released in England by Parlophone Records, but it took a while before they could get a record company to distribute it in America. The Beatles wanted Capitol Records to release it in the US, but they refused, figuring it would flop. It went to Tollie Records, who released it in America during Beatlemania, about a year after it was released in England.
  • Before they recorded this, Lennon always sang the lead vocal, but when his harmonica part was added, McCartney had to sing it because Lennon’s mouth was full of harmonica. Paul claims that you can hear the fear in his voice at the audition.
  • When John’s Aunt Mimi heard this song, she said to him “Well, if you think you’re going to make a fortune with that, you’ve got another thing coming.”

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Love Me Do” is the Beatles‘ first single, backed by “P.S. I Love You” and released on 5 October 1962. When the single was originally released in the United Kingdom, it peaked at number seventeen; in 1982 it was re-promoted (not re-issued, retaining the same catalogue number) and reached number four. In the United States the single was a number one hit in 1964.

The Wiki article has so much information about this song I couldn’t and didn’t want to just copy it all. If you’d like to read it, this is where to find it:

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Love_Me_Do

“Love Me Do”, by The Beatles, was released in 1962 (UK), and 1964 (US), and can be found on the albums, “Please, Please Me”,, and “Introducing the Beatles”. The labels are Parlophone, Capitol, & Tollie.  It was written by John Lennon and Paul McCartney.

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Love, love me do
You know I love you
I’ll always be true
So please, love me do
Whoa, love me do
Love, love me do
You know I love you
I’ll always be true
So please, love me do
Whoa, love me do
Someone to love
Somebody new
Someone to love
Someone like you
Love, love me do
You know I love you
I’ll always be true
So please, love me do
Whoa, love me do
Love, love me do
You know I love you
I’ll always be true
So please, love me do
Whoa, love me do
Yeah, love me do
Whoa, oh, love me do
Source: LyricFind
Songwriters: John Winston Lennon / Paul James McCartney

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Thanks for visiting! Peace ☮️

© 2020 BS

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Lots of Spots or Not – Stream of Consciousness Saturday – Spot

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Lots of Spots or Not – Stream of Consciousness Saturday – Spot 

The Friday Reminder and Prompt for #SoCS Aug. 8/2020

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Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “spot.” Write whatever image the word “spot” invokes. Have fun!

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Today for SOCS we have ‘spot’ as the prompt. Thanks, Linda! To join in and to see other entries, just click the above link.

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You sometimes see these kinds of mushrooms or toad stools as a decoration or whatever, because they look cute.

Here’s a few I grabbed out of a fairy garden I made.  I think I read that real red ones with white spots are deadly, though.

Spot

See Spot

See Spot run

See Spot play

See Spot

Spot

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I never had a dog named Spot. I don’t think I ever had a dog that was spotted, either.

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X marks the spot though, on things like pirate maps. That’s where you can find the treasure.

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I like those picture games where you see two pictures with tiny differences between them. The game is to see if you can spot the different things.

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We used to have a local small newspaper or magazine (can’t remember which, but it was a free thing you picked up at the supermarket). One of the regular features was photos of people around town doing things. The article was always called “Spotted”. We’d always scan the pictures to see if there was anyone we knew in them. I guess the photographer just went around snapping pictures of random people.

That’s all for now. If I keep going around saying ‘spot spot spot’ any more today I might be considered weird. But not really any weirder than usual, and it’s only me and the mister here, and he’s used to it. haha! 🙂

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Thanks for visiting! Peace ☮️

© 2020 BS

Flower of the Day – Sunflower Saturday

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Flower of the Day – Sunflower Saturday

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Happy Sunflower Saturday! 🌻

These sunflowers are some I grew a few years ago. The middle photo is of a jigsaw puzzle we worked of sunflowers and kittens.

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For Cee’s Flower of the Day:

FOTD – August 8 – Dahlia

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Thanks for visiting! Peace ☮️

© 2020 BS

Two Souls: Into the Fire # 29

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Two Souls: Into the Fire # 29

Warning … adult content

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Steve started walking up the unfamiliar road. It was still mid-afternoon, but the woods were so thick and shady, it seemed like twilight. In spite of himself, he was a little spooked. These people were probably watching him already…with loaded shotguns. He hoped he didn’t trip over some tree roots, or anything, and fall and break his other arm.

He was right about the people watching him make his way up the trail. They always had a sentry on watch…for just this reason…a stranger coming their way. Word was sent back to the settlement in record time. Steve would be met by a ‘welcoming’ group…with shotguns.

As Steve came to the top of the trail into a clearing, he was breathing hard. He stopped a minute, looking out over a rustic little town. He thought it kind of looked like a movie set. Stores, wooden sidewalks, porches with rocking chairs, log cabins, wash hanging on the lines, horses and buggies…he smiled. It was definitely  not what he’d expected.

He started toward the area, when just ahead of him, out stepped a group of men. Steve stopped and stared…this is what he expected…shotguns, guys in flannel shirts and denim overalls. The leader of the group spoke,

“What ‘cha doin’ up here?”

Steve stuggled to collect his thoughts. These are the hillbillies he’d always heard of…the hippies…the mountain people…Ghost’s people! The way they looked, with their longish, light brown to white blond hair, the strange blue eyes, the way they talked…”Oh, my God, the way they talk, it’s pure Ghost!” he thought.

“Uh…I’m here to ask if you know of a guy, my friend…came up here about a year or so ago. I heard he may have come this way. I just want to know if anyone can tell me anything…” Steve’s voice faded, as he saw the looks he got from the group…and the looks that passed between the men. He felt they knew something, but the head guy just said,

“There’s no strangers up in here…just you.”

He didn’t look very friendly. He didn’t look like he’d volunteer any information. Steve was trying to think fast, to think what he should say or do to make them understand how important this was to him.

Word had gotten around already, that someone was here, and others were venturing out of the houses and stores, to stare at him. Some little kids came running around the corner of a building, playing some chasing game. Steve’s mouth dropped open. He couldn’t believe what he saw…young, little Ghost’s – they all looked like Ghost as a kid.

The men were all still deciding whether to run him off their property, when an older woman came up to the group. She took one look at Steve, and said his name.

“Steve,” she said, not unkindly.

The men gave her a warning look, but she stood her ground, and waved them away.

“I’ll take care of this’un…y’all go on now.”

They protested a little, but slowly walked away. Steve knew they’d not go far, and would still be watching.

“How do you know my name?” he asked the woman.

“Ghost told me,” she said, simply. “He told me all about you, Steve.”

Steve ran his hand over his sweaty face, and into his scraggly hair, as he looked at the ground.

“I’m sorry…I’m so, so sorry. I never meant for anything bad to happen,” he was almost in tears.

“C’mon, Steve, let’s go inside,” she said, leading him to her cabin. She gave him some cool spring water, and let him cool off a bit, before speaking again.

“You aren’t supposed to find him, Steve, until the time is right. I guess you haven’t found him yet, if you’re up here, then.” she sighed. “He’s not here anymore…left about six months ago. Things were getting ugly…” she shook her head. “It shouldn’t have. We are Ghost’s people, his family, but Miz Deliverance took him away when he was too young. And now, to come back, well…it was like a stranger came back, an outsider. I think Ghost didn’t know where he fit in. Not back in Missing Mile, and not here either, really. It’s a shame what went on. Some of the young men here, well, Ghost is such a pure soul, and so giving and trusting…they took advantage of that. I tried to get him to stay, said it’d get better, but he knew it wouldn’t…said he had to go.”

She stopped, staring Steve right in the eyes, with a hard look. Steve had said nothing.

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Next part coming soon!

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Thanks for visiting! Peace ☮️

© 2020 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 license 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.

warning      warning      warning      warning

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.

Fibbing Friday – What’s That Word?

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Fibbing Friday – What’s That Word?

 

These are fun questions we’re supposed to answer in any kind of silly, wrong, or outrageous ways. Just for fun!

Find out more at the link found below.

https://pcguyiv.wordpress.com/2020/08/07/fibbing-friday-august-7th-2020/

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For Fibbing Friday this time, we have ten more words we are to make up definitions for.

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  1. kinetoscope
  2. lugubrious
  3. maudlin
  4. numismatics
  5. opulence
  6. prepubescence
  7. quixotic
  8. recumbent
  9. stereoscope
  10. turgid

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1. Kinetoscope = This is a fun game invented by bored servicemen on submarines. While not on duty, they play kinetoscope by connecting the dots of islands that they see through the periscope.

2. lugubrious = This is a seriously disgusting habit of spitting up a loogie onto the street.

3. maudlin = An old TV show, starring a woman named Maude Lin, “Here Comes Maude”.

4. numismatics = This is a breathing disorder, and can be corrected by using an inhaler of medicine when needed.

5. opulence = A brand of contact lenses that give a person x-ray vision at night.

6. prepubescence = The ‘soft’ opening of a new Pub before the ‘grand opening’ day.

7. quixotic = This is the crazy pink rabbit who is the spokes-man …spokes – animal? for a strawberry flavoring for milk.

8. recumbent = This word describes those genus of ‘lazy flowers’ who grow sideways instead of straight up.

9. stereoscope = A protein shake that contains steroids, plus mood elevators to help you cope.

10. turgid = A potato that has grown soft and mushy and sprouts those weird worm-like eyes.

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Thanks for visiting! Peace ☮️

© 2020 BS