A Dream A final touch completed his model; A castle of ice on glowing brimstone. He smiled upon the impossible His thought had changed the world. - F H Hakansson
Tag: creative
XIV: Eyes
Eyes "I have seen the end, and the future of mankind. I tell of visions and warn leaders of demise, yet who heeds the call of a blind and poor monk?" - F H Hakansson
XIII: ALARM at 6 AM
ALARM at 6 AM "Awake, awake, a dawn awaits. Do not look left, do not look right, keep all heads straight, or fall behind. * Work and toil, tomorrow's another chore. But know of reward and promise at last when soil falls upon your brow." - F H Hakansson
XI: Interesting read of the day: Everything you wanted to know about being a writer
There is a post by Matt Haig over at Booktrust called "Everything you wanted to know about being a writer (but were afraid to ask)." It's funny, genuine, and I love it. It's getting a lot of response and is well worth your time. Please - go over there and read it! [http://www.booktrust.org.uk/writing/online-writer-in-residence/blog/496/] Also, here's a … Continue reading XI: Interesting read of the day: Everything you wanted to know about being a writer
X: Art
Art A flower did blossom but none watched its grace. A framed flower hung in a foyer. All stopped to praise its beauty. - F H Hakansson
VIII: Human Will
Human Will He took another bite, moaned to himself, and closed his eyes to dare dream of pleasure. Beyond brick walls; an explosion that shook Earth, and the sound of muted fire. - F H Hakansson
VI: Curve
Curve My home touched Earth. In sleep I could not see. Tall towers of glass rose above. I awoke but could not move. Even air could not breathe. - F H Hakansson
V: Well
Well A foul creature rummaged the mud. No sunlight shone down the bottom of the well. Ragged corpses and mocking skeletons His only companions. Jagged teeth and broken nails scratched the stone walls. "I want out!" The echo drowned his roar. One last breath and all would fade away. Beyond closed eyes a spark of … Continue reading V: Well
IV: Another Book
Aother Book Our tale has just begun. We turn the first page. Words of eager thoughts are spoken but the pages are without numbers and there is a back cover. - F H Hakansson
II: Glimpse Ahead [& Ayreon – Computer Reign]
Glimpse Ahead A framed picture hangs on the wall: A bald young man tied to a tube-feeding machine, smiling to a world of trees and flowers. At the bottom it says in bright yellow: 14th August 2084 In the glass reflection enclosing the picture An optic lens shows. Perceiving what once was. A metallic raptorial leg steps … Continue reading II: Glimpse Ahead [& Ayreon – Computer Reign]
F. H. Hakansson 