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Re: The Farmer's Journal

The castle is quiet….for once. For it must be late, the very last time the Farmer was here, he was forced to block others from shoving worthless items in his face. A farmer leans upright adjacent to the castle fountain, hoisted up by his wardens blade, using it like a bicycle kickstand, in a failing...

Re: I was scammed ?

Here is a scam. Note the incorrect spelling of hacked within the email. This is a way to ensure that the OTM scanning of emails do not discover it in correct time. http://i1279.photobucket.com/albums/y537/Farmer4444/IMG_0111_zps2f964bcf.png [/URL] Here is the crime in action http://i1279.photobucket...

Re: The Farmer's Journal

/Crane shot hovering approaches in bird eye view Scene : Dark wide vast Cavern Sound : drop……drop…….drop…water falls from the ceiling into a vast lake The Farmer sits next to a crate, hearing the murmuring of pirates in a hyper vigilante state. Shocked on how many of them I left burnt and in pieces,...

Re: The Farmer's Journal

I have surely lost my way ….yet the first step towards enlightenment is the self awareness of one’s place in society, the forces of oppression and principles entangled with ignorance that acts as axioms that has lead me to an early plight: To my unborn daughter, take heed to these journals, spot th...

Re: The Farmer's Journal

Pirate : You have murdered us countless times, steal our wears to sell. Yet you work for an organization that has casted you to the bottom. You blood, your existence, captured in an unchanging structure of classism. You seek strength, killing the same people who escaped your caste system. Do you th...

Re: The Farmer's Journal

The air is musty. The area is…dark, vast and wide. It is hard to imagine that we are underground. Many things have changed, the green giant who helped me before has now changed his appearance to that of the fairy that I kill for torches, no doubt to mock the gods. The floating purple man now wears a...

Re: The Farmer's Journal

A soft breeze sways a wheat field back and forth, like a church sermon; the hazy, pastel yellow staffs of wheat sway back and forth like a metronome momentarily blocking the farmer’s view, of a Faerie that will arrive at the precise moment I lose my patience…waiting…..waiting. My plan is simple… a s...

Re: The Farmer's Journal

The scenery is as if I were on the bottom of the sea, see, colors, varying from strong to stronger burst into my pre frontal cortex in deep blues, and neon greens. Floating eyes appear to blink in my direction, right through me as their initial thoughts confirm that I am not threat, more like an uns...

The Farmer's Journal

The hazy sun holds high in the sky...a farmer waits patiently for a fairy to show up by a field of wheat... My gait is slow, I run awkward...my backpack full, so full that I cannot travel as fast as others. The man by a bonfire....he asked me collect things for his fire. I believe he is unaware that...

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