My blog is not for profit but rather a writing journey for my own enlightenment of ideas and history. Hope you also engage and enjoy a few small bits of knowledge.
In honor of Dracular written by Bram (abraham) stoker A love story of time, past lives and eternal hope
He is in her blood she feels him no matter the distance , time or place she recognizes him.
Planet earth our home our world is an amazing place and despite all the wealth people still starve while others play , what does that say about the state of the world.. I dont preach for I am not better but I have worked for my few possessions and my travels. Others of great wealth dont even have to work yet feel entitled what does that say about people. Donate to your local charities where you can see there is good my examples would be soup kitchens, charity shops ect .. Dont send your money to anonymous places where corruption exists and only the rich get richer. When I do travel I spend where I think my money helps someone connect with real individuals you see and believe to be of need not across internet where you can be conned by scammers.
we shared a moment no one knows the future ever the best of friends. Thankyou to you all
my blog is my literary expressions and welcome Blessings and love to everyone flutterers and a huge thankyou for following my very humble blog Flutterbys-louisa your kindness is seen. I wish everyone well. My blog is not for profit it is simply a writing journey and a poetic story.
If it brings you a moment of joy then it has been my pleasure.
THE DARK ILLUMINATES THE TINIEST SPARK.
A Butterfly lives a very short time but still it fills the world with so much beauty and joy. Flutterbys is my butterfly
the world is an amazing place
LIFE IS A JOURNEY so write your story
WRITE AND CLEAVE TO THE WORDS LIKE A FLAME TO AN AMBER. FOR IT WARMS YOU IN TIMES OF COLD RAINY NIGHTS WHEN YOUR TORN DREAMS KEEP YOU IN SILENCE BY THE HEARTH. WORDS HAVE THE POWER TO MOVE HEARTS TO SET A REVOLUTION IN TIME. WORDS ARE A KINDNESS TO SELF FOR THE FLOOD GATES OPEN TO SWEEP AWAY AND DROWN OURSELVES IN A RENEWED SEA. WE ARE FOUND WHEN THE HEART BLEEDS ONTO THE PAGES OF OUR JOURNAL. DONT WRITE TO IMPRESS , DONT WRITE TO HIDE ON EMPTY PAGES, LET THE HEART FLOW LIKE RAIN IN A STORM LET THE TUMULT OF EMOTION BE READ. IN THAT MOMENT OF TRUTH THE WORLD BEGINS TO SEE THEY ARE NOT ALONE. WE ARE HUMAN LET US ROAR LIKE A LION OR WHISPER LIKE A MOUSE OR SING AS A CANARY DOES. WRITE AND DARE CONVENTION MOVE THE WORLD FORWARD OR BACK OR IN ANY DIRECTION YOUR HEART DESIRES.