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Full Metal Ox Day 1716 Monday 10, November 2025 Serenity Year Episode 1781 **Noxsoma Life Camp: https://noxsoma.substack.com/ [The QR cod...

Full Metal Ox Day 1716 Monday 10, November 2025 Serenity Year Episode 1781 **Noxsoma Life Camp: https://noxsoma.substack.com/ [The QR cod...

The Game Played gamblers, trestle up before claiming your seat at the table make sure the crescendo of your cha-ching doesn’t overwhelm...

From the Wisp ... The Wolf sprang. The distance was great, too great for any natural wolf to cover with one leap. This one flew through...

Galatea Won't Be Reformed the muses refused the sculptor's call moulding hands lost the touch now they can only maim and destroy give o...

From the Wisp The Dark-Haired boy said nothing and put a finger to his mouth. “You can’t talk?” He nodded and held out his hand. She to...

Monochrome Angel The monochrome angel lays her head low, her newsprint wings folded in submission. Time hates nothing likes he hates th...

Bastet's Shadow translating the light deep within the mass of an oscillating sea where dark matter may be unearthed is this the dense a...

Excerpt from the Wisp ... Amy’s breathing told Bara she was in her dorm room, but Amy hadn’t woken her. There’d been a sound. Now there ...

Greetings music community, today I want to share a track I produced on my favorite software called FL Studio. These past few months I ha...

Daisy Come Undone fallen petal daisy come undone lost love nostalgia It is a simple game of he loves me, he loves me not and a windy d...

Parallel Communication mycelium dendrites, roots stillness parallel communication I am forever intrigued by the communication that takes...

Longing for an echo a buzzing willow a single cicada strums longs for an echo My birch willow came alive awhile ago, well more alive t...

Stillness, Silence stillness, silence swaying willow limbs splinters the morning fog I have a beautiful and ancient birch willow tree in...

Errant I've been remiss he writes an errant love letter accompanied by a cassette of songs stolen from 90's radio now ... golden-oldies...

Building the Hive Hello, Hivelanders. Before I get to my own work I would like to share some exciting new with you. Well, I think it is e...

With Pinpoint Accuracy pre-recorded, rewound, filmed again repetition offers false dimension seeing double, then in 3-D "Will I br...

Pastel Dreams pastel dreams infuse a surrendered psyche graceful is the presence of that which cannot be named defined or narrativized ...

These posts were three now into one. Originally published on blurt. I. Before I was born I have been gifted the inner ear to hear the unw...

Last week I saw a very interesting topic I’ve had some exposure to as a blog topic in the #hivelearners community...

A Lost Chapter of Human History In the rolling hills of South Africa, far from the eyes of the world, lie thousands of circular stone st...

Whispers from the Ice In the furthest reaches of our imagination lies a land not found on modern maps. A forgotten kingdom beyond the no...

New York Times Shows Proof Of Giants In the spring of 1902, the New York Times published an article that would shackle society and today...

▶️ Watch on 3Speak In this video clip I decode the sacred dynamic of the daddy-daughter relationship. We can always look to nature for a...

▶️ Watch on 3Speak In this video I explore the heavenly dance between our Milky Way and the Sagittarius Dwarf Spheroidal Galaxy, a celes...

I don’t always look for what’s there. I search for what hides inside it. A shape, a shimmer, a question. These shots were taken on...

Early Years Billy Meier, born into an ordinary family with loving parents, had a childhood like any other child. He would often venture ...

As a seeker in the field of consciousness, one occasionally encounters great thinkers whose insights bridge cultures, histories and field...

▶️ Watch on 3Speak 25 of 81 The Tao Cannot be defined By thoughts, words, or concepts But she can be embodied Brought forth to aid in al...

▶️ Watch on 3Speak 23 of 81 The wind blows From the direction it comes With the strength it levies Until it blows no more The rain falls...