It’s getting closer!
Walls and bars do not a prison make
the great philosophers would have you believe.
Mind has its own barb wire, keeping things in,
keeping things out, neither meeting the other.
Like the two halves of the brain, working the opposite side
Two halves of a suburban street, neither knowing the other.
Faces with no names, a smile, a nod when passing
A mumbled good morning leaves a feeling of civility in the air.
We have no need of man-made bars
Too many of us walk around in a prison of our own making.
Taking on too much work, no time to rest to be joyful
One small kindness can break down walls,
Vanish dark clouds, bringing back hope
Somehow, humanity will survive. we can reach out,
find a wall, break it down, let the light back in
A genuine smile can lift the gloom felt by loneliness…
It had to had to happen, I suppose…
This weeks Journal will not be about my new book release, for I have waxed lyrical about Silent PayBack for what seems like a lifetime. (although, it does seem to be doing rather well, so thank you for all of your support!)
It won’t be about gardening or my bonsai either, because the constant rain has kept me indoors. I dread to think what will happen if it doesn’t stop raining soon. I will probably need an army of machete wielding volunteers to bring what is probably a jungle by now, back under control.
Seeking some new and interesting topics, I found this interesting article about the founder of the internet, Professor Leonard Kleinrock, while browsing Quora for interesting things to write about.
This Professor Kleinrock created the internet on 29th October 1969, and on this monumental anniversary, he has been having second thoughts.
He says that in the beginning, he was thinking about people talking to computers, not people talking to people… and that as engineers, they were not thinking in terms of nasty people behaviour…
I am puzzled by how long it took to come to this conclusion!
So, a New Connection Lab has been formed to welcome research into how to stop online evils, using something called Block Chain Technology, which sounds too much like tinkering with people and their reputations to me.
Apparently, this genius has discovered that this nastiness is far more than John X being nasty to Peter X. It’s nation against nation, and organised crime doing ‘big bad things.’
He says he doesn’t want to throw the baby out with the bath water, but do they really know what they are doing, or what the consequences will be down the line, any more than they did nearly fifty years ago?
Or are we heading for an internet like they have in China?
I wonder what else I can find on Quora?
Colleen’s poetry challenge for this week is a photo prompt!! Check out Colleen’s blog to find which forms of poetry are acceptable for this challenge. Have fun!
Was his way
To play the flute
Aside the river
Made snake rise, mesmerized
But, what no one really knew
Was this rather odd creature’s guile
Had the power to transform serpent
Into a beautiful flower, tis then,
Unable to conjure up his evil
Snake realized, he was being played
For a fool, for he could not see
A trace of his reflection
As only the lake showed
Held in the sounds
©2019 Dorinda Duclos All Rights Reserved
Photo via Pixabay CC0
I’m pleased to host Jaye Marie and her new release, Silent Payback. This looks like a must-read!
A city on edge – a detective on shaky
A serial killer roams the streets of
Brighton, hunting for his next victim.
When the case lands on detective David
Mallory’s desk, will his personal demon prevent him from bringing this vicious
monster to justice?
As the body count rises, Mallory finds
himself sinking under the weight of his heavy secret – one that could
jeopardise his job and his reputation.
With the pressure building, can the troubled detective reconcile his issues and solve the case, before more women die?
After leaving the police station, the
interview kept replaying in Will’s mind. When they had questioned him after his
mother-in-law went missing it had been informal, with simple, run of the mill
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It’s been a while since I’ve shared some photos so here goes. I hope you enjoy them. I’ve been out and about enjoying the countryside and fresh air.
A much needed break from my writing.
All of these gardens and great houses have fabulous walks, woods, lakes, and forestry as well as formal gardens for public enjoyment. They all have the most fantastic histories too. Check their websites for opening details, entry fees, and car park charges (where applicable). Members of The National Trust and of The Savill Gardens who pay an annual fee can enter free.
I have included websites where possible in case you are keen to know more or to arrange a visit yourself.
I’ve taken these photos on my phone camera.
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It has to be confessed that Elisa Doon was not a conventional young lady. Her father, Mandrak Doon was a wealthy man, in parts, a usurer, lawyer, merchant adventurer and (quietly and with never a mention to anybody else) a philosopher. Elisa was considered beautiful, with elegant carriage and delightful manners. But it must be said that some of her contemporaries, (and all of their mothers) considered her flighty and no-better-than-she-should-be. The reason for this was that she was a great reader.
Some young ladies will take a novel with them when they go to a dance. It acts as camouflage. It means that if the gentlemen are too befuddled to recognise true beauty and thus neglect to ask them to dance, they can claim they never noticed, so engrossed were they in their book.
If Elisa took a novel with her when she went to a dance, it was…
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I had a senior moment and scheduled the final part of Just an Odd Job Girl a day early….so hope you don’t mind a double dose…
Just an Odd Job Girl was a novel that I wrote in 2001 and is loosely based on the many jobs I enjoyed between the ages of 14 and 28. It is a work of fiction and thankfully my personal life was not quite so chaotic as Imogen’s.. She narrates her own story and I hope you enjoy the last two chapters this weekend.
Previously Imogen connects with Peter again and he persuades her that he is a changed man asks her to marry him…
The Final Chapter – A New Life.
I arrived punctually for my appointment with Andrew, and was shown straight in by Elizabeth. She gave me a great boost by complimenting me on my hair and clothes and I…
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