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"Let noble thoughts come to us from every side." — Rigveda (1.89)
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Heaven's Lilly by Coletha Albert
(Seattle, Washington) The rhythmic clack-clack of the evening train echoing through Seattle’s Cherry Hill neighborhood always brought a profound sense of peace to Lilly. From the high windows of her father’s workshop, she could see the city lights beginning to twinkle, casting a warm glow over the quiet streets lined with cherry trees. Inside the workshop, the air smelled of cedar, old paper,…
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Silas's Independence by Coletha Albert
(Galveston, Texas 7/3/1865)The oil in the iron brassier hissed, casting bloated, dancing shapes against the limestone walls of the cistern. For as long as Silas could remember, the world was exactly twenty feet wide and bounded by damp rock. Photo by ntare lambert on Pexels.com Every night, Simple Vance would project the Optic—a heavy, brass-rimmed lens connected to a humming ether-vane. The…
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Gertie and Tovya go to the Mall by Coletha Albert
The neon sign of the Clover Land Feed & Fuel buzzed with a low, irritating hum that vibrated right through Gertrude’s synthetic knee. Clover Land, Texas wasn’t much of a town anymore. When the tech conglomerates terraformed the panhandle, they left the red dirt behind but replaced the sky with a massive, shimmering atmospheric dome. Now, the clouds were programmed, the humidity was regulated,…
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Chipeta and the Three Arrows by Coletha Albert
The wind off the Salish Sea carried the crisp, salty scent of pine and freedom. On the porch of a secluded cabin on Orcas Island, Queen Chipeta—known to those who truly knew her heart as “Queenie”—sat in a cedar hand carved rocking chair. At her feet lay five massive, silent huskies, their watchful eyes mimicking the ancient vigilance of their mistress. Queenie looked at her hands. They were…
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"This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, and incidents are either the products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner.""Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental."
Should I turn this one into a video game concept? Or a movie script?
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Grandmommy Margarette
(Seattle, Washington) The June rain in Seattle didn’t fall so much as it drifted, a fine, cool mist that blurred the neon glow of the Pike Place Market sign. Inside The Crumpet Shop, the air was thick with the scent of toasted yeast and melted butter. Photo by Line Knipst on Pexels.com Eighty-two-year-old Margarette sat by the window, her hands—gnarled like the roots of the old-growth Douglas…
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The Ledger of Pale Things by Coletha Albert
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Yorubian Maya by Coletha Albert
The pine woods of Conroe, Texas, hold a lot of deadly secrets, but none were as dark as the red-brick house on the edge of town where Maya grew up. Maya’s world was dictated by her maternal aunt, Evelyn, a tall jet black woman with big feet and masculine traits. Evelyn was a cancer sun sign born on the 1st of July. Evelyn was a woman carved out of bitterness and hate. She was cruel, destructive,…
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Stay focused. Seek first the kingdom of Elohim...and all these other things shall be added unto you.
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Being constantly disappointed I was so confusion until Clarity came to me and she showed me everything I desire was already within me. I love you and I love me. Coletha Albert
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It is Humpday and I am at a Seminar but back online on Tomorrow. LOVE you! Coletha
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It really is critical that other races pull their own weight for everyone. It's not up to the Black American Community alone any more. Full Stop.
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I Am Safe, I Am Beloved, I am Favored in the heart of Almighty God and the eyes of Humans and Spirits.
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Vivienne The Great by Coletha Albert
The neon sign outside the Olympus Arena read: VIVIENNE – SOLD OUT. Inside her dressing room, Vivienne stared at her reflection in the illuminated mirror. To the world, she was a vocal prodigy, a generational talent who had swept the Grammys and captured the hearts of millions. But looking into her own eyes, Vivienne saw only a thief. She didn’t write her hits; a team of ghostwriters in…
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There is no fate but what we create. ~ Sophia Stewart