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Saturday, September 12, 2015

WRITER, AND THE WRITTEN FICTION

The Overcome

Chapter I

It is quite an unnecessary chore to do so.  And minds have been altered to speak differently on some situations that need attending.  All throughout the season of the coming days that would follow for the election of a new president grew a precedent for some to need to acknowledge and perceive to be true and necessary for the unending pursuit for the change that never comes.

The revolution incurred in our own heads can be altered and thus can be held false and made liable on future pursuits.  Rujin calmly sets down his cup of tea on a steel rounded table on the porch and looked at the small patch of lawn as he sat down on the cold flat steel chair with arm and backrests made up off rounded bars that resemble vines. 

Chapter II

He then reached out for a stick of Marlboro Lights and lit it up and smoked.   And he managed to think for yet another whine and smirked inside his head “My parents are strange.”  His relatives are quiet the same.  No one would dare agree with him but it was the thought of the day.

Chapter III


Another day is fast becoming a day of repressed agitation.   It has nothing to do with the food he ate earlier.  It has nothing to do with the atmosphere.  It only had something to do with himself...

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