LIFE…


Life is like a temporal screen saver made up our fleeting moments and seasons on earth

Each day presents the ultimate subtle and ongoing test anchored upon divinely given privilege of free will and choice

Through the unpredictable ups, downs and turns of the trail often eventful

And against all odds intimidating in great magnitude more often than not

It’s a call to make every moment count for virtue in sow unsparing

Before the sure tap into the permanent eternal comes

Where all mortals stand on the receiving end

And virtue reigns supreme immortal

Enthroned in glory

©The Blazing Trail 2017

WITH A TOUCH OF THE HUNGRY RED DRAGON!


The Grand finale… continued from last week’s “The Sons o Balaam”

He encircled his lucrative target one more time spreading over the expansive plain and came descending upon the unsuspecting kindred, ready to unleash terror from all faculties. His indicators confirmed the landmine was in place. There was not a chance for escape, even for the luckiest. This would be the day truth is wiped off the map of the world. Maybe he had something to be proud of after all. Maybe he was really at the verge of making history. Maybe it was worth the carrot or the carrot worth the effort, he thought to himself as he lowered his thumb on the detonator,his face displaying great anticipation.

“Your long miserable trek just got nastier folks!” He sarcastically muttered to himself. Continue reading “WITH A TOUCH OF THE HUNGRY RED DRAGON!”

THE SONS OF BALAAM


Continued from last week’s Land Mine of the Great Trek…

It’s been said unlike poles attract. As the luminary flew his jet over the plain there was no doubt in his mind he represented an extreme contrast to the kindred underneath. The thought their identity would ultimately take dominion over the earth gave him a strongly repulsive churn in his stomach laced with monumental proportions of anger. As he casually glanced over the detonator, he knew he had turned into a different person. He knew he was doing the wrong thing. But then it’s whom he had become! How could he be so wrong yet feel so right? For he found himself knowing one thing yet by contrast doing a different one all together, this with a guarded eerie sense of ease. Continue reading “THE SONS OF BALAAM”

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