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Month: May 2019

Memorial Day

The beach was unrecognizable now, deserted, the white sands pristine, the silence overwhelming. He stood in the surf where years ago he had clung to the jagged steel of a German hedgehog. The years fell away and he was nineteen again. His rifle was useless, resting on the bottom of the sea, his hand shredded by shrapnel. Bullets flew in all directions, some sounding like song birds, others like angry insects. With eyes wide open, he saw his dead brothers’ bodies still rocking in the surf. “What can I do Lord?” “You can remember!” a voice said.

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Failures and other nonsense

Have you ever sat down and analyzed the failures in your life, ever stacked them up next to your successes and measured them? I do. For every success, I seem to have an equal or greater number of failures. Even my successes are riddled with failures. We are breathing so that in itself is a success. We all know people that aren’t. For whatever reason they are dead and we are alive. But are our lives as successful as we wished?  Are we where we wanted to be in our youth? Are we good parents or friends? We all have…


#vss365 Mother’s Day

As he lay dying, listening to the machines failing to keep him alive, he thought of his mother. He could see her looking down from above. Her radiant smile, her simple dress, her #beatific grace—and he was a child again. “Come to me,” she said. “Let go, I’m here with you.”


#Surreal #vss365

He felt euphoric as he reached out and took the woman’s hand. Blue strobe lights flashed through the gun smoke and the pungent smell of cordite left an acrid taste in his mouth. A #surreal moment indeed. They were alive and the dead man would never hunt again.

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vss365 May 5, 2019 #reminisce

The automaton lay crushed under one of the dead ship’s ion engines. “What went wrong,” it whispered, its voice drowned out by the howling sandstorm outside. “If only I had someone to talk to again.” “If only I were human.” “To reminisce is human,” a voice whispered back.

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