Tag: Jules Evans

In The Woods – 12th July 2022

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The trees are listening, they hear your tears
Wept on your journies through a thousand fears
The fight never-ending, til its bitterness arrives
Waiting in the woods, a world no one survives

2nd Apr 2024 – Submitted to Word of the Day Challenge

The cosmic fate of humanity is somewhat mysterious, but we should act ‘as if’ what we do matters. This belief will then become a self-fulfilling prophecy, leading to a good life.

Jules Evans paraphrasing Roosevelt

Gratitude Journal

I am so happy and grateful to have little Kim come and sleep on me and next to me last night along with Cap sleeping next to my pillow. I’m not sure what brought on Kim’s sudden affection. She seems very happy.

David Icke’s Dog – 27th April 2022

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Starseed shamans sharing their lizard dreams
Cosmic potential activated through DNA streams
The memories of all those galactic lives
Are proof to all that the multiverse survives

The message from above is the need to cull
Cast away, the disabled, the dark and the dull
The masters walk among us mere meat mortals
Downloaded to the metaverse through telepathic portals

The fallback plan is to evacuate to Mars
On Aryan ships fuelled by red dwarf stars
Go and build your superior master race
Leave the rest of us here, happy in our place

Inspired by a Jules Evans post on conspirituality and the connection between eugenics and fascism. At the same time watching the fourth season of The Man in the High Castle.

Little syphons the joy of life more surely than the wasted energy of indignation at how others have failed to behave in accordance with what we expected of them.

Maria Popova

The Week That Was – 10th June 1979

Instant Nostalgia – 11th April 2022

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Remember that great time we had yesterday?
I’ll never forget what it meant to me
I know things will never end up back that way
And it’s best to let these things be

Remember those times we had this morning?
After waking up and changing things around
We carried on without heed to warning
Forever to share those memories we found

Now as each minute passes us by
I’m wishing that this time could be turned
I want to revisit each murmur and sigh
And examine all the lessons I’ve learned

28th Aug 2024 – Submitted to Ragtag Daily Prompt – nostalgia

The promised land may never come. But you can be sure people will keep promising it.

Jules Evans

Gratitude Journal

I am so happy and grateful that the crazy storm that came last night didn’t get wet the lounge modules that I put out on the terrace yesterday.

Linda hosts One-Liner Wednesday.