Fifteenth Collection of Seven Dailies

Another well recommended adventure, a small virtual world with a distinct feel. Which incidentally reminds of the strong smell of boiling turmeric paste. It is good to appreciate this kind of creativity, to keep a sense of quiet oddity about you. Journaliere

Fourteenth Collection of Seven Dailies

A collection of seven past dailies from the Facebook Page! “There are bears in my brain… Have you seen the light between the stars? It is a net! We are in a cage! Everyone dances…” Standing on the roof of the building he looked down: the lights of days waxed and waned in quick succession […]

Twelfth Collection of Seven Dailies

Here is the twelfth collection of seven past dailies from the Facebook Page! Willing hands will do What wilful ones will never And receive their rest. – Patrick Lauser

Eleventh Collection of Seven Dailies

Another collection of seven dailies from the Facebook Page! The Rod Raise the Rod of the Ruler of wild things Worthy of waking the waste to his will; Even the ash will answer to aid the Otherworldly. Where will the Cry in the way take the wakeful? To hidden, hoary teachers of high tokens, To […]

Tenth Collection of Seven Dailies

Another collection of seven dailies from the Facebook Page! A technique for using Gimp: Instead of using a brush to apply something, duplicate the layer you are working on (right click the layer in the layer list and it has the option, or do Ctrl+Shift+D). Change the filters and settings on the copy, then put […]

Seventh Collection of Seven Dailies

Another collection of seven dailies from the Facebook Page! Hope and Patience An unborn bird lies crumpled and curled, A-dreaming of the world. Round it, for castle-wall, a shell Is guarding it well. Hope is the bird with its dim sensations; The shell that keeps it alive is Patience. – George MacDonald   Welcome to […]

Sixth Collection of Seven Dailies

Another collection of seven dailies from the Facebook Page! Rise with the rosy light, right your way, Clothe yourself in craft and fiercely cry; The world, the watching, the ways of them, Nay, the never-ending sound of night; They force offense on the friends of law: The crooked colour of the high cloud Shall judge […]

Fifth Collection of Seven Dailies – Milne, Victor Hugo

Another collection of seven dailies from the Facebook Page! “He and the Forest, alone together- The springs that come and the summers that go, Autumn dew on bracken and heather, The drip of the Forest beneath the snow…. All the things they have seen, All the things they have heard: An April sky swept clean […]