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Just like the child who tied a pork chop around his neck just to get the dog to play with him. There’s an innocence in that, a simple desire for connection, harmless and understandable. But adulthood doesn’t give us the same grace. When we keep doing the equivalent changing ourselves, wearing what others like, shaping… Read more
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May 2025 This morning, I set out for a quiet walk along the track near my home. The air was mild for the season, and several others were already out, enjoying the unexpected warmth. I parked near the tennis courts, stepped through the gate, and began walking, using the time to talk with the Lord… Read more
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A punishment in the form of slow agonizing transition from the world of the living to the world of the Dead. The criminal was tied tightly, hand to hand, foot to foot, and mouth to mouthto the corpse. Death didn’t come from a single strike. Instead, the prisoner died from the septic shock and gangrene… Read more
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In the brittle cold and loneliness of my room,I watch as night settles and the string lights are turned off as their brutal glare is too bright for the shadows hiding in the corners of my mind I’m a wordsmith therefore words never choke in my throat, yet today life seems lost like silence in… Read more
The Quill of Samantha Grace Newcastle 