Perish will most of us in 2012 as predicted in my earlier Tale. Let us assume we did; you know 'died' or 'kaput in breath' or 'rollover' or 'pulped' as in Tarantino movies.
So do we become ghosts? Or get in queue for another round of rebirth as I mentioned before.
Narry that thought. I will tell you what I think of ghosts. http://dl.dropbox.com/u/19627880/Male%20Tales%201.049.pdf
Sorry, chaps. its the influence of 'Deathly Hallows' and '2012'. Or maybe I watch too much movies. Before that, whoever took my garland of garlics and wooden stakes, please return to me. I need it to complete my potion of love. Or she will take a pint of my blood.
Creative writing is more of a compulsion to engage with yourself in a world of words, ideas, imagery. There are moments of hot exultation or prickly exasperated yet victorious expostulation when at last comes the right word, the rhyme that works or can yield surprise and pleasure. Thank you for sharing my engagement into those words. .
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