ElvenWorld Adventures - Exploring Realms of Nature, Myth and Magic
A slice of Burnt Toast
It was time for breakfast, perhaps beans spread on toast
The knife spread the butter, it worked better than most
Raised to the mouth, the entrance of all
We knead another loaf, what! you left it in the hall
There is a place of belonging, that each of us feel
A finite number of that perfect appeal
Life brings to all what each of us hope
or does it indeed, even if, can we cope
But back to breakfast and that round of toast
I need the sweetness of honey, I like that the most!
But is honey the answer to sweeten the burn
oh for perfect toast, you cook... it's your turn!
Julie
May 2026
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The world as you know it - all that you see, taste, feel and touch, comprises only about 5% of all of the stuff of the universe. The other 95% is what we have considered "nothing" or the "firmament" or dark matter or the heavens or mystic Other Worlds. This 95% is multi-dimensional and consists of potential realities that may be perceived.
A single thought...a mere whisper, ...... barely upon a breeze that catches a spark... all is tinder before the firestorm... and yet.
ONLY that whisper
ONLY that thought
the world is forever changed beyond the fears and dreams of cardboard men.
Freedom and change starts within:
It is encouraged by truth and courage of people who love
Built by the respect of true beings standing as one before each other.
Lets us cross every man made borders
without fear stare into eyes and hearts of all our brothers and sisters: within our words without shouting,or force to hold each to our truths; and let us without fear freely share what works...
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