Two Souls: Into the Fire … # 242

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Two Souls: Into the Fire … # 242

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TWO SOULS: INTO THE FIRE

# 242

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They kept driving down Route 40, heading for the next overnight stop. Steve kept seeing notices for the Petrified Forest National Park. It was right on their way.

“You know what’s coming up?” Steve asked.

“More desert?” Ghost said.

“Well, yeah, but there’s a petrified forest up ahead. That sure would be cool to look at.”

“Petrified…like scared?”

Steve laughed. “No, it’s like trees that turned into rocks, like a long time ago.”

“Rock trees? Tell me when we get to them. I’ll take a picture,” Ghost said.

“Ok, we’ll pull over.”

In a little while they came upon the place. “It didn’t look so big on the map,” Steve said. He slowed the car down, looking for a place to pull over.

“This place looks kinda scary. Whatever scared the trees, is scaring me, too,” Ghost said.

“They didn’t get scared, I told ya…it just happened after a lot of years.”

“I don’t care when they got scared…just what scared them.”

Steve shook his head, knowing Ghost would carry on about it for awhile. He pulled over to wait for Linda to catch up with them.

“I have an idea,” Ghost said, as he stared at the scattered, petrified logs laying around the area. “Get your guitar, Steve, I want to take a picture. When Steve had gotten it, they walked over to a fallen tree.

“Ok, now play something,” Ghost said. “These here trees are rock stars.” He took a few pictures.

Linda and the kids arrived, and the kids ran around from tree to tree. They were in an area off the main highway, back along the winding little road. No one else was around.

“Hey, that was a good idea, y’all had,” Linda said. “Take my picture, too.” She took the guitar, and posed. The kids wanted in on the picture taking, and so they all posed by the rock star trees. It was getting late, though, and there were quite a few miles yet to go before stopping at a motel. Before Ghost got back into the U-Haul, he reached out his hands, touching the tree.

“Thank you, rock tree, for letting us take your picture. I’m sorry you got sacared a long time ago. I hope we made you happy today.” He smiled. As he got into the truck, Steve asked, “What did the tree say?”

“It said it had fun, too.”

“Oh, well good. You ready to get back on the road?”

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They drove for another hour or so. In the next town, they found a motel, and a place to eat. This time a fast-food restaurant.

“You know what?” Linda asked. “I think it’s going to take longer than three days, Steve.”

“Yeah, it looks that way, now, but I don’t care, really,” Steve said. “We’re having a good time seeing parts of the country we’d never have seen if we’d gone by plane. You are enjoying this, aren’t you?”

Nodding, Linda said, “Oh, sure I am, and the kids are, too. They haven’t complained hardly at all about being in the car for so long. These little sightseeing stops makes all the difference.”

They finished their meal, and headed back to the motel. Linda, in her room, got the kids ready for bed, then herself.

Steve and Ghost did the same, after watching TV for awhile. When the lights were out, Ghost began talking about UFOs. “Steve, are we gonna see  one? Do you want to see one? It’s UFO country out there, now.”

Wrinkling his nose, Steve said, “No, I don’t want to see one. Only a few people get to see them Ghost…and nobody believes them, anyway. So we probably won’t. Aren’t they mostly seen at night? We’re asleep at night.”

“Well, I’m gonna stay up and look for one. Maybe I’ll be lucky. I see dead people, so why not UFOs?”

“Ok, if anyone could, it would be you, I guess,” Steve said.

“Yeah, and if I see one, I’ll holler for you to  come look,” Ghost said.

“But, I don’t want to see one,” Steve said, shaking his head.

“Why not?”

“Because they’re scary, and maybe the aliens would take us away. They kinda do that, don’t they?” Steve said.

“Hmm, well, sometimes, I guess,” Ghost said. “I’m going outside after while, and call them to come.’

“What are you gonna say to them?”

“I’m gonna at least tell them we’ll be in their state, and we want to see them. They can hear us, right?”

“Hell if I know, Ghost. I hope not…anyway, I’m going to sleep, I’m getting spooked, now.”

“Petrified?” Ghost laughed.

“Yeah, like a log…see, I’m not moving…I’m a rock.” He drifted off to a sound sleep.

Ghost tried to sleep, but it was no use. After a few minutes, he got up to look for a snack in his backpack. Finally finding a mostly uncrushed package of peanut butter-cheese crackers, he quietly went out the door. He munched on them, as he looked around.

The parking lot was lit by a few street lights, but over to the far edge, it was dark…only moonlight in the emptiness of the desert. This motel was the last one on the edge of the little town they were in.

“This is perfect,” he said out loud to the night. Walking across the parking lot, he had a quick thought…that he should have left a note for Steve, but he didn’t plan on staying out here for long. He kept going into the darkness. Finally about half a mile out, he stopped. There in the moonlight, he looked up at the stars.

They were really clear out here in the wide open spaces. At home, there were always trees that blocked his view. Scanning the sky, he looked for anything that was moving, hoping to see a UFO.

“Hey, y’all…if any of you are listening, my name is Ghost. I want to know if y’all are real. Show me. Come out of hiding so I can see ya.” Then, he waited. He detected no movement, no beams of light, no noise.

“Ok, well, we’re gonna be closer to where y’all hang out, in the morning, so when it gets dark again, I’ll call for ya again, ok?” A sudden cool breeze ruffled his hair, and he imagined he heard something say…”We’ll be waiting…” He grinned, knowing it was his wishful thinking, but secretly hoping it was real. He walked back toward the motel.

The neon sign was tiny from so far away, but a beacon to aim for. The whole way back, he felt something was watching him. He did not turn around to see, though.

“They’re checking me out…seeing if I’m real,” he thought. He sent a silent message through the air…”Yes, I’m real…”

Back at the motel room, he let himself in. Steve was still asleep.

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Next part coming soon!

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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.

Christmas Special – 2017 – #3

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Christmas Special – 2017 – # 3

https://ourrandomview.wordpress.com/2017/12/

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“When do you start your Christmas shopping?

~ Whenever we get in the mood, which is sometimes not until the middle of December

“Have you done it already?”

~ Not yet.

“If you haven’t, when do you plan to?”

~ Some day before it’s actually Christmas day.

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Song Lyric Sunday – Courage

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Song Lyric Sunday – Courage

Song Lyric Sunday Theme for 12/3/17

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Today, for SLS, Helen has asked us to consider songs about courage. Thanks, Helen, for all the interesting prompts you provide.

There are lots of songs I found that deal with courage, bravery, and standing up for what you believe in. The one I chose today, is by a wonderful artist, Jana Stanfield.

I’ve been to three of her concerts, and have talked with her. She even sat and had supper with my daughter and me before one of them. She is a great humanitarian and motivational speaker, and travels the world speaking her message. She says her music is ‘heavy mental’, and is ‘music with a message’, and I find this is so true.

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“If I Were Brave”, by Jana Stanfield, was written by Jana Stanfield, and Jimmy Scott, in 1998. This song along with many more beautiful songs, can be found on her CD, “Brave Faith”.

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Jana Stanfield – If I Were Brave Lyrics

Artist: Jana Stanfield

Album: Brave Faith

“If I Were Brave” – Jana Stanfield

What would I do, if I knew that I could not fail?
If I believed, would the wind always fill up my sail?
How far would I go? What could I achieve,
trusting the hero in me?

If I were brave, I’d walk the razor’s edge,
where fools and dreamers dare to tread.
I’d never lose faith, even when losing my way.
What step would I take today, if I were brave?

What would I do today, if I were brave?
What would I do today, if I were brave?

What if we’re all meant to do what we secretly dream?
What would you ask, if you knew you could have anything?
Like the mighty oak sleeps, in the heart of a seed,
are there miracles in you and me?

If I were brave, I’d walk the razor’s edge,
where fools and dreamers dare to tread.
I’d never lose faith, even when losing my way.
What step would I take today, if I were brave?

What would I do today, if I were brave?
What would I do today, if I were brave?

If I refuse to listen to the voice of fear,
would the voice of courage whisper in my ear?

If I were brave, I’d walk the razor’s edge,
where fools and dreamers dare to tread.
I’d never lose faith, even when losing my way.
What step would I take today, if I were brave?

What would I do today, if I were brave?
What would I do today, if I were brave?

Lyrics found on SongLyrics

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© 2017 BS

Coloring Book Haikus

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Coloring Book Haikus

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I had this coloring book, I had these Crayolas (left from the Crayola challenge), and I had an idea.

Why not color the pages, then write a little Haiku poem to go with each one!

Sounded good to me, so here’s the first one.

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Hot with marshmallows

Sensibilities are soothed

Cocoa dark and rich

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© 2017 BS

 

Christmas Special (2017) #1 & 2

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Christmas Questions 2017

https://ourrandomview.wordpress.com/2017/12/01/christmas-special-2017-writing-prompt-1-last-christmas/

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Here’s a fun challenge for the Christmas season.

I’m a day behind, so will combine the first 2 questions.

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Last Christmas we spent with my daughter, son-in-law, and grand-son in Missouri. We had a great time, doing the usual things, such as shopping, eating, and playing board games. We went to a couple of beautiful Christmas displays in town, and visited with friends, too.

House with lights tuned to Christmas music

Candy Cane Crib – Sponsored by Boys & Girls Club

Wonderful get-together at friend’s house.

Beautiful decorated tree

 

 

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No, I’ve never had one. I think I got one years ago for my girls, but the dog got into them and ate the candy all up.

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© 2017 BS

Cramp – Stream of Consciousness Saturday – SOCS

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Cramp – Stream of Consciousness Saturday – SOCS

The Friday Reminder and Prompt for #SoCS Dec. 2/17

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Today’s SOCS brings you the prompt word ‘cramp’. Thanks, Linda!

To join in this fun, weekly challenge, just click the link above for details. 🙂

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I don’t like the word ‘cramp’, because cramps of any kind are painful. I’ve had my share, for sure.

What’s to say about this subject that’s different? I’ve had them all, from monthly cramps, leg & stomach cramps, writing too long by hand cramps, and they are all bad.

Let’s do something fun with the word, okay?

Take the word CRAMPS and see how many other words you can make from these letters in say about a minute. I did this, and came up with 11. 🙂

Note: Scroll down a bit to see the words I found!

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amp, amps, ramp, scram, spam, map, par, maps, Mars, scamp, arm

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Wishing y’all a super Saturday, and no cramps!

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© 2017 BS

Flower of the Day – Snowy White

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Flower of the Day – Snowy White

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This arrangement was in the refrigerated case in the floral department at the store. So pretty with only white flowers.

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For Cee’s Flower of the Day:

Flower of the Day – December 2, 2017 – American Beauty Dahlia

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