Abide Abode (7 page)

She steps fully onto the path now, her eyes glinting ‘Can one
person change the course of human

history?’

‘
Yes’ I say, ‘everyone does, everyday.’

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ABIDE ABODE

∆

–
Noah -Diary entry – Today. -

Seasons will come and go; tides will take up the shore, the
Earths plates shall shift and a feeling today will wane no matter
how strong it's current when put to the contexts of tomorrows.
Autumn. A word. A season. But amongst it is it's smells, it's
colours, it's seasonal traditions and with each its own perception
of building block memories. Word is nothing on experience. You are
a signal. An electrical impulse of learnt behaviors. They say a
radio signal will never die, it will repeat itself about space
forever, all those telephone calls, all the late night radio shows
repeating endlessly in space. Static. Radio signals, I believe, are
not only what echoes, your words and very presence of energy
lingers long after the body you cling to so dearly too
departs.

I always wanted to be born, and once I had I never imagined I
may find a cause to die for. Everyone must find a cause to die for,
this is the birth place of purpose. Baby, if you get this… meet me
on the boat where I killed you.

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The Next Episode will be: How Our Mothers Made
Us
.

Anna and Noah find a magickal practice transcribed in
‘
The
Tri
∆
ngle
Walks
’
pages
unleashing an old ancient horror that takes them behind the mortal
coil to the hallways of always and the binding of humanities five
senses. Afterwards - returning home won
’
t be so easy.

Thank you so much for reading and supporting this book. This
is a work in progress, so please feel free to review, even tell
your friends; any and all support is most appreciated. Please feel
free to contact if you have any feedback or questions. Thanks
again.

You can contact me at:
[email protected]
.

Dedicated to these Inspirations:

Air France – Maunday Thursday

Fever Ray – Triangle Walks

Flight Facilities
–
Apollo

Mozart
–
Greensleeves

Unknown artist
–
Sad Violin and Piano

Be you soon.

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