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Instant

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It’s strange, sometimes you just know, you pick your head up and see it. The picture is clear it says something to you straight away. You look them in the eyes and instantly there is a connexion. But then, all the shit gets muddled, the perception of them, the self perception of you and the ‘what’s the right’ just gets in the way, so you stop. You reach the end of the road and that’s that. The eyes don’t look the same, the feeling in the heart is different and there is just a little sadness in the mind. What might have been, what could have been done differently, it all moves away.

I wish I would really seize the moment, capture it, act on it, stretch out that first flash when you saw the picture, when you felt the bite, like the tickle on your teeth when you bite down on a perfectly ripe nectarine. Or maybe if I did it would be awkward and bitter and the reality would be much worse than the thought in the imagination. Maybe the teeth would just find the stone.

Rich

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When do you know you are rich? Is it the zero’s in your bank, the glitter on your finger or the husband on your arm?

The kindness in your heart, the children who adore you or the simple smile of a stranger. When do you know you are happy? Your ambition fulfilled, credited by those who you admire. Change someones opinion to your own or simply filled with good food and wine.

Is it when you have nothing but can still smile, to follow the lord and feel good about every action you take, to hate and to love again, to forgive another’s greatest sin.

Who knows and who cares in actual fact, each person will pursue their own track. But Rich is nature all around, dew crystals on cobwebs and a physical touch, a kiss from someone you love oh so much.

To stand in front of a dirty wall, with dirty feet and problems so so tall, but worry not the pressure you have to bear and smile to yourself with judgement fair.

Back to the Past

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Money was coming into the town, which was good for the villagers, but meant that they had to put up with the habits of the newcomers, some of which were more tolerable than others. But there were some, who lived alone, that were still not accustomed to seeing new faces. They were known in the village as the mountain people for the obvious reason that they lived in small shacks high in the mountains. They farmed the land and kept livestock so the after affects of the blackout had had little effect on them.

The reliance on the blue vein had disabled many people’s ability to think for themselves but these people still had the old skills and their customs hadn’t changed for many years.

As the newcomers grew in numbers so did their interest in the wider countryside.

James stood in the cave that overlooked the valley his eyes fixated on the three men that were moving down the hillside, they slowly traversed down the earthy goat path making sure not to slip on the loose terrain. He had not seen any foreigners in a long time, but he didn’t want them to see him, so he picked up his satchel and made his way back to the hut.