http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/DeeJay101/A collection of short stories and poetry to keep you up at night.hourly12000-01-01T12:00+00:00http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/DeeJay101/562803Carolina Crystal always kissed her ballet shoes before putting them. It was a ritual she’d been doing ever since she turned professional at eighteen and retired at forty-five. Twenty-seven years in the limelight. Twenty-seven years of listening to the rapturous applauding of adoring audiences...http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/DeeJay101/560683“Imagine.” That’s it. You have to say it aloud to believe it. You have to close your eyes and allow peace inside. That is what you will start. But freedom comes at a cost. It comes with responsibility, and you won’t be around to see it. I’m telling you this because you need to know. During the...http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/DeeJay101/560477The people working the debris stop and stare at those who will be singing about forgiveness. Someone will throw at a brick at the man with the cross. It will hit him in the chest but he will remain defiant. Their singing will get louder. Darkness is complete now. The light from the candles...http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/DeeJay101/560231The crowd will roar with triumph. At the doors, the man is crying for he is unable to break free. The crowd will show him no mercy as they storm the church, spilling into its dusty interior, singing a new song of liberty. Throughout the morning, they will beat at the brick walls until they quiver...http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/DeeJay101/560019At half past ten, the crowd will come to a halt in the Dam Square. They will face the first church in the city of Amsterdam, the Nieuwe Kerk. Its brown bricks seem to shudder in fear. Its steeple has already been knocked down. Dust and broken bricks lie at its entrance. The glass windows are...http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/DeeJay101/559630On a day much like this one something will happen. It will change the course of history. No one knows about it except for me, and you will know soon enough. This day is not far into the future. I can tell you that it happens on a Wednesday. A normal midweek day for billions of people, but for one...http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/DeeJay101/559211FREEDOM (PROLOGUE) Imagine. It’s a powerful word. Say it out loud. Feel the word roll off your tongue. Let your mind drown in the power of one word. Say it with me. “Imagine.” I’ve come with a message. It’s not important where I come from or how I got here. It’s important that what I’m about to...http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/DeeJay101/558966The two of us lay in the bed for over an hour while I mulled over Madame Lily’s predictions with an attentive Tanya. Early evening traffic buzzed outside the open window. Some kids played street soccer. “Hear that,” I said. My hand rested on her stomach. “Madame Lily spoke of fertility.” Her eyes...http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/DeeJay101/558717“It’s good to know that I’ve got destiny on my side,” I said. Madame Lily turned over the second last card, the Magician. A man with red coat commanded power of the four symbols of the Tarot deck. “But you fear manipulation. You don’t like it when you are being played for a fool. How do you know...http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/DeeJay101/558512A psychic once told me that life would be good to me. I believed her. We sat on the floor in her cluttered lounge that stank of sandalwood incense. The offending stick stood erect on a polished pine cabinet whose little legs looked buckled from the weight of trinkets on its top. Various black and...