THE SCRIBBLE
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It's a compilation of assorted short stories of mine. Please bear with me with all the faults ~all were rough draft, instant publish in a spur-of-the-moment (my memory flashes).
These were all the products of my daily memories - dreams, visions, and experiences.
Some other time, those short stories happened in reality, though other words are symbolic which only requires a wider, artistic, creative and deep understanding from an individual who could totally decipher and fathom its true meaning. There were coincidences of the actual event after writing a certain short story at a certain period of time where only the writer knows it.
"Coincidence is the language of the stars. For something to happen, so many forces have to be put into action..." - Paulo Coelho
"If you want to find the secrets of the universe, think in terms of energy, frequency and vibration." - Nikola Tesla
"Synchronocity is the coming together of inner and outer events in a way that cannot be explained by cause and effect and that is meaningful to the observer."- Carl Jung
"Every single particle in the universe has a gravitational effect upon every other particle, no matter how far the particles are separated. This unified effect supports the theories that all events are related, in some way, to each other. Thus it can be said that synchronicity is merely a very personal and subjective observation of this inter-connected universe of which we are but a small part." - Stephen J. Davis
Only a certain person can make sense of it: "The key is to be able to tap into your own inner knowing (aka intuition) and discern fact from fiction, truth from wishful thinking, fears, or imagination."
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