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Broken pieces of the moon

Posted on July 21, 2016 by

…Pitiful symphonies defined each and every liberation. The frequency of dejected, lonely souls haunted Reuben Remus as he tried to sleep, and yet Terra remained cutoff from him. Within the vacuum of those lonely nights Reuben Remus found despair. He cut holes in … Continue reading →

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Vanishing Acts

Posted on May 12, 2016 by

“… Terra trusted that gravity would resolve the remainder of her task. And so it did… She kept Callimachus calm during that six-story free fall, providing his mind with the same weightlessness that his body was experiencing. The fantastic conclusion … Continue reading →

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Levitate

Posted on May 10, 2016 by

“…Between street vendors and rhythmic breathing; down pathetic streets and machine-gunned intersections; around bashful emotions both true and fake; and with rising erections warmed by music that was surely imagined they neared the outskirts of Warsaw, Poland. The attitude of … Continue reading →

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a history reborn

Posted on May 4, 2016 by

There is always time for rewrites… Here is the updated history of a young Reuben Remus. __________ “It was 1918 – war’s end – time to rebuild. The resurgence of intellectualism reinvigorating Poland attracted Benjamin and Martha Remus to the Mokotòw district of … Continue reading →

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A new chapter

Posted on May 3, 2016 by

With respect to god Major Faust and Sergeant Richter removed the Remus family from the pages of their own history book, stealing away their faces, and the faces of fathers and mothers that lived before them, so the Clematis Ballroom might … Continue reading →

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Posted on March 29, 2016 by

____________  ____________ do not be afraid to peek around corners. You may just discover glimpses into heaven ______________________________________________________

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Mood Rings

Posted on March 2, 2016 by

Illustration: Andreas Cellarius — Harmonia Macrocosmica 

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Holy Communion

Posted on March 1, 2016 by

“You seek answers to a question you do not fully understand,” seethed the darkness from within Father Bellemare. “Could this be a question of religion, and, subsequently, an answer of Faith? Yes, I think so!” — the sonorous boom of … Continue reading →

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From heaven to hell, so the story goes

Posted on February 25, 2016 by

“…Reuben Remus mowed deeper into Ustronie. Abandoned buildings began to show through the foliage. Broken wood splinetered out, fallen brick walls piled under the grass, houses hung from the tops of gigantic pine trees, and the Gryfino Forest continued to … Continue reading →

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Posted on February 18, 2016 by

“… Baptism was taking place… Thirteen hooded men with bronze masks of violent expression stood around a pool of blue flames listening to the credence that was hot, roaring fire. Upon that warm reflection that beamed from the masquerade of bronze … Continue reading →

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