myowndoppelganger

Chapter 1 Three for the Price of One   §    “Whither the wind may blow, must I travel, for I am but a tuft of down that has yet to find moorage upon this desolate earth.”      It was a normal Monday morning, the soot and smoke and grime of the big city enveloped everything. The age of steam has made life easier, but the effects of creating steam are dark and dirty.      I live here, in the jungle, so to speak, struggling to survive, just like everyone else. I have an advantage over most though, I find intrigue and adventure in everything.      My name is Tiberius Ignatius Mahogany, they call me Flash, Flash Mahogany, a

Something I wrote for fun. Critiques welcome. An old, metal man talks to the children of a small town. “We were built to save mankind. A machine to house a human brain that would act, think and believe it was human. Their world was polluted and dying. When a child was expected, an automaton was created to carry its brain. The automaton would never know it wasn’t human and would live for hundreds of years.” He continued, “Then, mankind dwindled until there was no one left to conceive a child. There were exactly one million automatons built, but with the exit of men, there were no mechanics left to repair us. Thus, the

You see, it's all been a whisper, a swift breeze. Let's face it, a moment flits by in but a wisp. You have but to notice it to catch it but once it's gone, you go without. Take but a moment, notice the things around you, before it's too late.

Cold porridge eighty breakfasts ... gulping vaseline

We have come so far thru time and life, and are still passionately in love. Life is not merely an interconnected set of chance meetings and moments of fate. But instead, it's an intricate chain of events that evolve into a beautiful, wonderful, magical miracle and God himself chooses who we will spend eternity with and when God puts soul mates together, He means it to be forever.  You have been in my head and in my heart and in my soul every minute of every day for as long as I can remember. You are my inspiration, my adventure, my effervescence and my smile.

A kiss is the expression of all the smiles and tears, all the happiness and pain, all the love and sorrow and is given freely to one who wishes to share them all … with you.

 I am your's as you are mine. You make me smile for no other reason than you love me. I've never been so happy or so in love. I shall remember both of our first kisses forever. The moment when our eyes met for the first time in many years, the world paused and I fell in love with you all over again. Each and every day since I have fallen more and more in love with you. Your love surrounds me and I want that for the rest of my life. I promise to be your's in all that I do and to be always by your side. My love, I have always been, am now, and forever shall be endlessly in love with you. I am one with you. We are us.

               A star shown in the night sky. I stood there with one thought in my heart, "Where are you?" "Things are so bad, so much has gone wrong and I need you." "What have I done ? If there is to be any hope for me, please send her back to me." Out of the darkness a shooting star blazed through the blackness. Everything turned bright and clear for a moment. I could hear your heart calling mine. My soul felt your warmth and happiness. A smile appeared on my face. I closed my eyes, I could hear you whisper, "I forgive you." You took my hand. I opened my eyes, I could see, "I love you." in your eyes. I will hold you forever. I am s

As I sit here thinking of you, I wonder what it will be like to go to sleep knowing you're there beside me, holding me. How wondrous to wake to your beautiful smile. I can't wait until I can touch your body and have you touch mine. Our life is starting, although, we have always been … us.

Christmas is a special time for me, as it is for many of us. I have had things that I thought I had lost, return to me many times over. I love to see children on Christmas morning. As their faces light up with wonder. I was talking with some friends the other day about Christmas and one ask, "What are your kids getting in their stockings this year?" I remembered something from my childhood and said, "Love" You see, when I was in grade school, I had a friend, Roger. He was a very kind-hearted boy but his parents didn't have much. His mom was out of work and his dad did his best to earn money working on cars. He wore old cloth and looked a