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From my book Thanks for Letting Me Share
"A man takes a drink, the drink takes a drink, and then the drink takes the man."
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Dreamers rarely rule the world, but they can change it.
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Growing up, I thought that being a writer was all about writing, penning down beautiful words, words that will thrill your readers... And make them coming back for more.
But now, I have realized there's more to a writer than writing. The emotions, laughter, sadness, tears. Fears, regret, mistakes. A writer is nothing more than a human who is courageous enough to pen down those feelings.
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Prologe from my book Incubus: Folklore Series Book 3

"PROLOGUE

 

Sleep Paralysis.  It is a not uncommon occurrence where a person wakes in the middle of the night and cannot move.  This usually comes with a panicked feeling, accompanied by noises and movement in the room, seen mostly through peripheral vision.  It can also come with a heavy feeling on your chest and a shadowy mass on top of you. 

Science has explained it all away, claiming that your body is simply locked in place as per usual sleep routines that your body and mind put upon you in order to prevent you from acting out your dreams. Many times, that is the case.  But, every once in a while, more often than not, when a person experiences sleep paralysis, it is caused by a malevolent presence that never walked the universe in mortal form.

Shadow people, nightmare demons, dark fairy folk, and even alien visitation are a few things that could cause these nocturnal torments.  However, out of them all, the worst you could experience is the assault of an incubus."...

I was once crazy, then life drove me sane....

"A soldier’s perception of a battle is limited by what he can see and hear.  He may see his comrades standing next to him or, if the smoke is not too thick, the enemy across the field.  He may hear the angry buzz of the Minié balls and the roar of the cannon.  But for him, there is no grand, overarching plan where soldiers move like pieces on a chessboard.  For him the fight is intensely personal, often reduced to two men:  himself and the enemy soldier trying to kill him." -- The Cause of Darkness

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“Every journey must proceed at its own pace, each step following the other in its proper order. For that is the way of life.”

                        Planet Alt-Sete-Nine by BJ Neblett ...

“Man is a malcontent; a disaffected sojourner, seeking Elysium. Someday, when we can freely move in time, through space, even into the other dimensions, I’m afraid we will be disappointed. Like Alice, man, too, will discover life isn’t any better – or worse – through the looking glass, only different.”

          Collin Crowly from Elysian Dreams by BJ Neblett ...

“Love knows no boundaries, seeks no guidance; obeys no rules.”

                        From No Boundaries by BJ Neblett

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Countless things put together make us who we are

Perhaps what we’ve learned or things seen near and far

True or false learned from numerous varied sources

Or perhaps something seen travelling many courses

 

It has been my great pleasure to see some special lands

Majestic mountain vistas, Alberta’s haunting badlands

The vastness of the prairie with horizon never reached

The power of the ocean from a shell strewn beach

 

I’ve crossed giant rivers, walked beside the babbling brook

Seen the best and worst of nature seldom pictured in a book

The crags of mountain passes, topped by winter’s sparkling load

Miles and miles of wheat the sun and rain has turned to gold.

 

Acres and acres of deep green peas, topped by the pink of bloom.

Offset in midst of summer with bright yellow canola bloom

A patch-work quilt from nature and the work of many hands

Laid out in squares and diamonds across a great productive land.

 

The history of Bedford Basin, Louisbourg, Queenston Heights

Twenty four hours of daylight, mysterious northern lights

Beaver pelts to England to make all kinds of hats

And each spring the best of sugar boiled from Maple sap.

 

A strong beautiful stallion, head high, nostrils flared,

Eyes full of fire and danger as he guards his heard of mares

Several hundred cattle grazing the luscious grass

Or bedded in the shade to let the hot day pass.

 

Hundreds of pictures we catalogue as we go passing by

Let the good ones erase the bad, or at least let them try

Some of it we saw and some of it we learned.

Some good and some bad but somehow always earned.

 

There’s always strife and woe, you don’t need to hunt it up

Forget it, let it lay. You know there’s the rub

You may hate this or that but it’s all part of the way

You became who you are; what you are today.

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