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He takes the amber liquid and lets it fall into his stomach in a large gulp. In his lifetime he has consumed hundereds of theses. but this time was the last time. At 21 Fred was an alcoholic, he just wouldn’t know it until he woke in the hospital the next morning.

Others see the crow as a bird of death, of ill luck. But I am one of the lucky ones. The crow is luck to me. When I see it flying or sitting on the side I know that my day is about to be better, or at the very least more interesting. Who knows what that trickster has in store for me.

The buildings of today are all sharp corners and vectors that collided in straight lines of glass and steel. The older buildings may have been inefficient and let little light in. But they knew how to create beauty in the carved stone and beautiful stone work. Each home could be a castle, and every town a kingdom.

The lifting of those below us has sever implications on the economy. It not only decreases debts and raise the quality of life of the impoverished, but it puts the public as a whole responsible for their community. This is a horrible for those individuals who want to be selfish and ignore the state of the world.

He was flipping through the pages of his old note book, and the images started to whirl into his mind, setting off memories of old lovers and lost friends. The music in background added to his sadness, tears started to buildup in his eyes.

Being dehydrated is a slight discomfort usual. When you have been waking fo hours in the hot desert of the wastes of Nevada, the only description for that pink slimy organ in your mouth is leathery.

take the dirt that is in the house and sweep it off the worn concrete steps. Repeat every day at exactly between 12 pm and 1 pm. No exceptions will accepted. Deviations will lead to instant dismissal.

The word “Must” should never be uttered. It works as a confine that prevents true expression and innovation. It is the “Maybe”s that add to the world, not the absolutes.

Take it from step one. Don’t deviate. Step two has fifteen sub-steps. All need to be followed in perfect order. At step three, there is no room for creativity, follow the rules don’t work in-between the lines. You need to be perfect, you can’t make mistakes, and there is no room to be human.

There are millions of possibilities how the world will progress and change I said. My son looked up at me and shook his head. He held up five fingers. I looked at him incredulously. He explained. Food – Poop – Food – Poop – Space poop.