Cosmic phenomena without explanation. Knots along the shaded threads. A horizon tied to ambiguous moments tempered by the hand of God. Time is no longer linear. Losing my way within the dreams. My mind is shaken; my soul is stirred. Staring at packages of truth. Hefty secrets taken by the angels. Revelation within my grasp.
David W. Jones Creative Writing 1 Minute
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David is a writer and blogger who enjoys creating literary expressions about everyday life. He is a published poet and currently doing reviews, creative writing, and storytelling. David's interests include narrating point-of-view scenarios, documenting non-fiction, and writing scripts for film and television. View all posts by David W. Jones