Category: The Dreams that We Become

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~ A Child of the Shadows Dwells between Two Places; in the ‘Age of Man’ and ‘Beyond the Veil’ ~

~ A Child of the Shadows Dwells between Two Places; in the ‘Age of Man’ and ‘Beyond the Veil’ ~

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Birthday and Christmas Cheer; In Small Town America

I truly enjoyed our wonderful time with dear friends and Synfuels Team as we celebrated my December the 5th Birthday and Christmas cheer at the only Irish Pub open on this chilly eve. The lovely Shoppe windows and the trees in the park with their sparkling Christmas lights, wreaths and decorations made our evening very special. We came upon an Irish pub that was … Read More Birthday and Christmas Cheer; In Small Town America

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Synfuels Assets Management LLC, Duskflyer Vision Art, Draconis Extraction and Draconis Digesters Wish all of Our Clients, Colleagues and Friends a Very Merry Christmas Season!

Synfuels Assets Management LLC, Draconis Extraction, Draconis Digesters and Duskflyer Vision Art and Productions Wish all of our Friends, Colleagues and Clients a very Merry Christmas Season full of Blessings, Health and Joy of Spirit! Thank you to all of our partners who have put forth much energy, time and resources to make great things happen for us all ! We are so appreciative … Read More Synfuels Assets Management LLC, Duskflyer Vision Art, Draconis Extraction and Draconis Digesters Wish all of Our Clients, Colleagues and Friends a Very Merry Christmas Season!

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An October Morning, Learning the ‘Old Ways’ of Sorghum Making at Spring Valley Sorghum Mill in Scottsville, KY

(c) October 2020 By Tommie Flannery Baskis It was one of those crisp October mornings that one remembers as a child; a day that held a promise to be special. The sun glistened upon the dew and the sky was a bright, crystalline blue. Those who know me understand the passion I have for keeping the ‘Old Story’ alive. I have been writing and … Read More An October Morning, Learning the ‘Old Ways’ of Sorghum Making at Spring Valley Sorghum Mill in Scottsville, KY

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~ All Warriors, Seers, Executors of the Forgotten Promise ~

~ He, the One who has given me everything, walks before me; in light that hides in dark places of the forest ~ TFB ~Do not be afraid of them, for there is nothing concealed that will not be disclosed, or hidden that will not be made known…what I tell you in the dark speak in the daylight…~  Matthew 10:26 ~ The Forgotten Promise … Read More ~ All Warriors, Seers, Executors of the Forgotten Promise ~

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~Children Running our Shadows Down, the Long Roads of Forever~

I recall a time that we drove underneath a winter moon, with fire in our souls;  Lucinda, the Men and me, Michaele Ruby, sharing Christmas whiskey in the backseat of Grandad’s beat up truck. The luminous elixir shook and shone, in moon lit glass, upon our cotton print dresses set in motion by the wind; as we teased our men with promises… They drove … Read More ~Children Running our Shadows Down, the Long Roads of Forever~

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Marrowbone Town’s Secrets

    Marrowbone town is as ancient and orphic as the memory is intimate with secrets. Light is the same at Marrowbone in the morning as it is at dusk, when the sun and star shine, upon silver sheen fog, reach the eyes. One will find many treasures and visions among the souls of townsfolk here. You will find them waiting for you among … Read More Marrowbone Town’s Secrets

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~ A TOWN AT NIGHT HAS ITS OWN SECRETS ~

      ~ A Town at Night has its own Secrets ~   ‘A town at night has its own secrets.’ An old woman whispered this into my child’s ear when I was I was growing.  I recall the late afternoon she came shuffling down the lane by our house in October, while my Daddy was chopping wood for the coming winter.  Dust just … Read More ~ A TOWN AT NIGHT HAS ITS OWN SECRETS ~

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~The Secret Place ~

  The Secret Place ~ In the long days and moments of her dream wandering, she will discover the Secret Place. She moves through the forest, as a child that knows its path. She sees eternal sun, hears the melody of rustling dead leaves and the bloom of life, dancing to cicada’s electric hum. Her eyes reflect what she has known, what has always lived there; older than blood … Read More ~The Secret Place ~

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Summer Memory at Dripping Springs © by Tommie Flannery Baskis Late summer days linger in hazy dreams before the door of autumn. I find in Dripping Springs an old forgotten rose bush by the white clapboard home, abandoned many, many summers ago. The rotten bird house still clings to a post at the old, Pickett Cemetery; where many children went to dreamin’, laughing and … Read More

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‘The Weight of Wings in a Dark Forest’

    ‘The Weight of Wings in a Dark Forest’ The Lady of dust and woods, creates thoughts in dreams, upon the weight of wings in a dark forest. Thoughts that shimmer and drape, silk white aether, on the cindered soil of forgotten leaf dust. She, the one they call when shadows no longer follow… Unfolds for a presence of primal sovereignty, grand and hallowed; … Read More ‘The Weight of Wings in a Dark Forest’

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Old Grandpier Primitive Baptist Church

“The watcher knows the mystery in the living, dances close to what we promised to not remember…” The vision will be dreamed through the season of knowing… The vision will be passed on to you and me… Tommie,  I>  I=   Old Grandpier Primitive Baptist Church It was a very old Baptist Church, settled on the outcrop of encroaching forest. Old stones crumbled, dusty … Read More Old Grandpier Primitive Baptist Church

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