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My life is like a panorama. One look would never give you all the details. You have to scan the entire thing to see that there is so much more to the picture. Each corner, in the center, between the lines.
» Posted By Raymond Masters On 12.17.2011 @ 3:44 pm
One marble. Blue and Green with a swirl of white. It looks so familiar, doesn’t it? You spin it around and pop it off of those around it without even caring the effects. There’s a red one, sure. One that has rings. A small mis-shapen one. Others. You don’t care. It’s just a game.
» Posted By Raymond Masters On 11.27.2011 @ 6:55 pm
Take away what’s right, and what’s left? What’s left isn’t always right. Two lefts don’t make a right.
» Posted By Raymond Masters On 11.15.2011 @ 5:20 pm
Sometimes, running my life feels like I’m conducting a poorly coordinated orchestra.
» Posted By Raymond Masters On 11.14.2011 @ 4:51 pm
In the abstract, life can be confusing. Sometimes, it’s best to take it at it’s day to day simplest form. Facts. Look at the facts and not the speculations. This, of course, has it’s drawbacks, as well, so take this advice with a grain of salt.
» Posted By Raymond Masters On 11.13.2011 @ 7:04 pm
The icicle was thick and stout. It had to be to hold Jared’s weight. No matter how much he moved, he couldn’t seem to dislodge himself from it. As it began to melt from his internal heat, he found himself slipping down it’s shaft. Before long, he would reach it’s base, and the wound it left behind would bleed out.
» Posted By Raymond Masters On 11.12.2011 @ 4:22 pm
Cat prints all over my dust-coated windshield. Specks of blood on each print. Reminds me of those creepy-ass book covers.
» Posted By Raymond Masters On 11.09.2011 @ 6:11 pm
I wish I could patent half the things that pop into my head. As it is, I’ve only ever patented one thing, But it’s a doosie. The Popcornulator is going to revolutionize the modern kitchen for years to come.
» Posted By Raymond Masters On 11.08.2011 @ 6:18 pm
It’s autumn again, and that means yet another family road trip. Each year, Dad and I go into town and load the family station wagon with all the essentials and meet back up with ma and sis with the rest of the gear and food. Then, it’s off to see the leaves turn in every state we can.
» Posted By Raymond Masters On 11.07.2011 @ 3:37 pm
I don’t want to be branded as an alarmist, but I know what I saw. Those same guys from last summer were across the street at Brandon’s last night. I realize they were arrested and shipped off down south, but I know what I saw. I have no idea how they’ve pulled it off, but they’re back.
» Posted By Raymond Masters On 11.06.2011 @ 4:02 pm
My tires spun out of control. Nothing I could do, no correction I could make within the vehicle’s interior made any difference. The huge thunder tank was headed straight for the cliff’s edge, and I was trapped inside.
» Posted By Raymond Masters On 11.05.2011 @ 11:48 am
To be the husband she needs me to be, I’m going to have to choose. I know it’s coming. She insists I either kill the man who’s threatening to upend our lives, or she’s out the door. The thing is… I’m scared she almost has me convinced to do it.
» Posted By Raymond Masters On 10.30.2011 @ 11:22 am
Sacrifice isn’t about what you give up. No, it’s about what you don’t. Sacrifice is about the good you continually do. The acts of kindness, the works of faith, the love you give to those you meet, all in the face of the madness the world throws your way.
» Posted By Raymond Masters On 10.29.2011 @ 7:31 pm
The night of the riots, I was over at a friend’s house. We had no idea there was even anything going on, until Charlie’s mom went out to see what their dogs were barking at. It was crazy, I had heard of city riots, obviously, but it was like everyone in our small town had gone insane.
» Posted By Raymond Masters On 10.28.2011 @ 7:53 pm
The pure artistry of the home’s interior put to rest any unease it’s macabre exterior stirred within me.
» Posted By Raymond Masters On 10.26.2011 @ 7:39 pm
I have had an awakening. I realize it should have come before now, but I’ll take it. I mean, if I can crack the meaning of life – of my life at least – then I have to be onto something, no matter how late in the game. Right? Now, I merely need to take action.
» Posted By Raymond Masters On 10.23.2011 @ 4:33 pm
Without a word, she was able to comfort him. It was amazing how anytime he was in a dour mood, all Martha had to do was sweep in to Jim’s side, and he would instantly begin to feel better. The warmth that flowed from her was believed to be more than mere attraction between the two.
» Posted By Raymond Masters On 10.22.2011 @ 2:48 pm
Can you relate to this? I once had to fight off a horde of ticked off soccer moms for the final seat at a game, only to realize I was at the wrong match. The one I wanted was on the outskirts of town. I had to sit through the last half of the correct game with a broken pinky and bleary maced-prayed eyes.
» Posted By Raymond Masters On 10.20.2011 @ 7:11 pm
The feeling of mutual contempt was one we had striven so hard not to give in to. But it was only a matter of time before Luke became my ultimate enemy. Our hatred was almost passionate in it’s purity.
» Posted By Raymond Masters On 10.18.2011 @ 5:32 pm
A dull throb worked through my ears and into the very core of my being. My brain began to tingle, and then it felt like I would soon burst open, spilling my inflamed grey matter onto my desk. When would the bell ring and release us for summer vacation?
» Posted By Raymond Masters On 10.17.2011 @ 7:21 pm
Modern warfare. Ha! As far as Charlie was concerned, it was an oxymoron. What could be remotely modern about two rival factions tearing one another apart? And over what? The dark lands had been destroyed nearly a century before. What did either Azariah or the city-state Tollum care for the irradiated wasteland?
» Posted By Raymond Masters On 10.16.2011 @ 2:22 pm
I’m not big on advice. Giving or receiving it. My philosophy is more along the lines of “I’ll do me and let you do you.” I try to stay out of other’s problems, because I’m too busy handling my own. I’m not trying to be rude, but sometimes my problems are a little bit too much for one person. Too much for me.
» Posted By Raymond Masters On 10.15.2011 @ 11:54 am
The hooded figure had no doubt been an advance scout for the forces of Roccard. Though, he never revealed his loyalties, the trappings of their guild were all about him. From the symbols on his packs to the braided plait falling down his back, he practically advertised for his cursed master.
» Posted By Raymond Masters On 10.14.2011 @ 4:36 pm
Compassion isn’t something that comes natural to me. I’m not a bad guy. In small doses. Around my friends. But you let me out into the world, and you’re not going to like what you’re going to find. I’ve tried, lord knows, but I’m just not made that way.
» Posted By Raymond Masters On 10.13.2011 @ 6:42 pm
The spring was sharpened to a sadistic point and then compressed into the cushion. It’s the only way I can explain just how the thing got to be so vicious. It’s like a hidden-dagger surprise, just waiting for the unsuspecting, weary patron to stop for a rest. “This looks comfy.” Then: BAMM!! Spring in the ass.
» Posted By Raymond Masters On 10.12.2011 @ 4:18 pm
Stacks and stacks of bills lined the tables, floors, and bookshelves. It was obvious the place was barely staying afloat. How could they hope to keep their dad’s dream alive if they couldn’t even afford the simple things like rent and utilities. The overhead was just too devastating.
» Posted By Raymond Masters On 10.10.2011 @ 9:00 pm
The lack of iron in my blood has proven baffling to the doctors and scientists to say the least. It is a deficiency that I am honestly having trouble overcoming. As it is, they have me on a short leash. I either come in twice a day for fresh infusions, or I’ll go into a sort of coma. It’s more of a crippling weakness, an unwillingness to move from my comfortable bed.
» Posted By Raymond Masters On 10.09.2011 @ 1:07 pm
The mystery surrounding my granddad still leaves me baffled, even after all of these long years of research. My kids – his great grandkids – will no doubt inherit the stacks and stacks of boxes, containing the files and snippits I’ve gathered over the years.
» Posted By Raymond Masters On 10.08.2011 @ 6:55 pm
The most prosperous thing about you isn’t how much you own or how much you earn. It’s the legacy you leave the world.
» Posted By Raymond Masters On 10.07.2011 @ 5:08 pm
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The setting has changed from the last time I saw Meghan. We are now on her turf. She holds my destiny firmly in her grasp, and I am so off my game that I cannot control the outcome of this meeting.
» Posted By Raymond Masters On 10.06.2011 @ 6:16 pm