Dr. Crescendo’s mind camera captured Celesta’s final thoughts.
Brain zaps of lightening, roiling clouds and calm expanse of silent water.
“Always a cypher, that one. Wonder what she meant,” he wondered.
Her ascending spirit whispered, “Thoughts of you, my dear doctor, of you.” (276)
For Kat’s twittering tales 87. It’s been a while . . .
Lorraine's frilly freudian slip 
June 7, 2018 at 4:31 pm
Nice Lorraine! Welcome back! 💜
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June 7, 2018 at 8:45 pm
Thanks, Kat. It has been a while.
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June 7, 2018 at 1:53 pm
nice.
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June 6, 2018 at 6:13 pm
Oh nicely done Lorraine.
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June 6, 2018 at 7:13 pm
Thank you, Michael. Though not as imaginative as a universe that uses the standard calendar.
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June 6, 2018 at 7:14 pm
PS: I can’t access mlmm anymore; so any hints to tomorrows tale weaver? I started one for last week — a fragment of a larger piece, but got bogged down in that damned butterfly net of mine, lol.
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June 6, 2018 at 7:21 pm
Its a visual nonsense prompt….something a little different.
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June 6, 2018 at 7:37 pm
Okay, I will wait. Titillated.
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June 6, 2018 at 7:41 pm
Well possibly, though I haven’t looked at it that way, I’ll be keen to see what you make of it.
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June 7, 2018 at 8:38 pm
It’s both whimsical, dark, and deeply philosophical. It’s leading me somewhere, but I don’t know if I’ll capture enough words to finish. I’ll be interested in how others response!
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June 6, 2018 at 4:49 pm
Very interesting 💜
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June 6, 2018 at 7:15 pm
Thanks, willow! How are you feeling today?
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June 7, 2018 at 1:38 am
Not good yet but I usually improve as the day goes on. 💜 How are you 💜💜
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