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Views: 12Mission Statement The girl, rich manse, fine vehicles, up-to-date stickers, unlimited dave and busters credit, one thousand six hundred and forty seven acres of unreachable land, fish ponds, row boats, Pilatus PC-24, single pilot type rating, unlimited clearance to wherever I fly, fuel, service, maintenance. Boats, buildings, barns and grow house. Employment Activities. Excellent… Continue reading BOARD MEETING. Intergalactic Finance Minister

Views: 14Have you lifted yourselfTo this tree So close beside me.To tell me a secret? The LADYHAWK is visiting meIn a nearby tree Perched upon a solid boughShe knows my fix is running low Downy feathers upon her breastHer vision far greater than mine. She hunts the squirrel and the hedge hogAloft on wings like… Continue reading LADYHAWK. Intergalactic Finance Minister

Views: 180This story published in 1774 is terrible! Just terrible. I couldn’t put the book down! The love between Werther and Charlotte is genuine to be sure. Strong, stupid, selfish, deadly passion. Thanks be to God I am not a stupid young man any more! These passions are outlived. I feel the desperation, full of… Continue reading The Sorrows of Young Werther by Johann Wolfgang von Goethe Book Review

Views: 29I pass a rich estate on my way to resupply the larder. Globes of shimmering white lights hang from the old oak trees. The beautiful manse is lit up like a wedding cake. My ego tells me I need to be in the compound surrounded by twelve foot security fence, stone pillars lit from… Continue reading A Rich Manse. Intergalactic Finance Minister

Views: 47We meet in dreamland. Smoke from a steaming bath fills the room. A dripping mirror reflects your vision, a lion sits beside your robe. Brushing your hair, drying your locks, admiring your lovely smile. I Love You. We meet in dreamland. The sun beams down on your body, rustling evergreens and birch trees sing… Continue reading A Lion Sits Beside You. Intergalactic Finance Minister

Views: 318The boys are shipwrecked. Fifteen of them. Aging from eight to fourteen years old. No adults around. They live on the island without trouble, build shelter in a cave, read lessons from a small library, hunt game, gather the flocks, and harvest the herbs. Everything is working out marvelously. The French boy, Briant, is… Continue reading Two Years Holiday by Jules Verne Book Review

Views: 74We’re ten feet over the forest canopy, zooming in and out of the soaring boughs. Straight over the heath, wood, and barrow. I follow your tail feathers like a hawk. You land on the green lawn below. Your gossamer body reflecting noonday rays like Archimedes mirror. I’m jolted by your beauty. I can hardly… Continue reading Hot Spring Report. Intergalactic Finance Minister

Views: 71Your dress is the color of milk chocolate with hints of ocher red. The contours of your hourglass body are seen through the pines. Your flaxen hair reaching the small of your back. Your arms are raised in prayer and gratitude. It’s you in a milk chocolate dress. Hourglass contours in the sun. Hands… Continue reading Milk Chocolate Dress. Intergalactic Finance Minister