Daniel Xonedu 71.206.373.672 The Global Record. Friday, November 6, 2128 It has been a most remarkable time. Not simply for myself alone, of course, but how can one truly experience the world from beyond the confines of…
Daniel Xonedu 71.206.373.672 The Global Record. Friday, November 6, 2128 It has been a most remarkable time. Not simply for myself alone, of course, but how can one truly experience the world from beyond the confines of…
Francesca Inspyx. 71.206.491.610 The Global Record. Friday, October 30, 2128 The leaves in Central Park ~ that sole bastion of a natural world among hundreds of miles of concrete ~ are falling. They are gathering in knee-high amber drifts…
Francesca Inspyx. 71.206.491.610 The Global Record. Friday, October 23, 2128 I walked alone to the theatre for the first time in many, many years last night. The moon was almost full, in all its regal splendour despite the street-lights. …
Daniel Xonedu. 71.206.373.672. The Global Record. Friday, October 16, 2128 Methinks I get the stench of a monstrous rat. All through the early days of last week the web was ablaze with a frenzied to and fro of…
Daniel Xonedu. 71.206.373.672. The Global Record. Friday, October 9, 2128 First credible chills of the season to be felt on the skittish breeze. I have been out and about to the river with Giles, casting some lines. The reports…
Daniel Xonedu. 71.206.373.672. The Global Record. Friday, October 2, 2128 It has been one of those weeks. Seven days that have sorely tested my patience. My darling wife has been working herself into quite the tizzy, (though I do…
Daniel Xonedu. 71.206.373.672. The Global Record. Friday, September 25, 2128 Summer has skipped town like a fickle debutante grown weary of her beau, and the Fall has blown into my farm on the cool easterly winds. The leaves on the…
01/02/00 My dearest Sissy, February, Sissy! The hope that spring will return. My breath is held for crocuses and snowdrops. The weather is murky and mild, constantly raining, and Adam says that he fancies the grass is already growing,…
Following a chat with a friend today I thought I would resurrect an old post of mine ~ Shoonyata “The spiritual path is a pathless path. It is not ready made. We have to find it. Nobody else is going…