Monthly Archives: November 2016

The Normalizing of the KKK – Comparing Oranges to Tangerines…

Posted on November 28, 2016 by journeysofabentmind

I recently commented on a posting on Face Book of 20 million Muslims openly protesting ISIS in the Middle East and I called for a similar protest by American Christians against the KKK. Several FB participants chastised me for making … Continue reading →

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The Edge of Darkness: Part II

Posted on November 18, 2016 by journeysofabentmind

The evening sky was clear, and the stars began to appear as diamonds in the tiara of the heavens. ShadowFax moved slowly across the hanging bridge over the Rhue Gorge, and as he approached the landing at the southern end, … Continue reading →

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The Edge of Darkness

Posted on November 14, 2016 by journeysofabentmind

A strong wind blew down out of the mountain pass from the north, bringing a brisk chill to the morning. A lone figure stood beside a magnificent stallion on the crest of a hill overlooking the lush green valley. He … Continue reading →

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Granddaughter Teiya in a flight of ecstasy…

Posted on November 5, 2016 by journeysofabentmind

Granny & I took the four grandchildren on an outing to Bethel Park in NW Eugene where Teiya found a whirling play structure and got lost in the clouds…  

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The Curse of Yho-Hi-Teq: Part V – Epilog

Posted on November 5, 2016 by journeysofabentmind

Lightning slashed across the darkened skies, and peals of thunder rolled across the Ottokurss excavation site, echoing off the mountains on the far side of the valley. Huge raindrops pelted the ground, sinking immediately into the thirsty desert sands. Tamil, … Continue reading →

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The Curse of Yho-Hi-Teq: The Final Front Tier

Posted on November 2, 2016 by journeysofabentmind

The sun rose amid gathering storm clouds, and the Ottokurss dig team hurried to protect the exposed viewing tables near the grand pyramid. Tori Jessica Powell had set this as the optimum site for displaying artifacts during the process of … Continue reading →

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