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Philippians 4:13

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Six Sentence Story: The Mousetrap of the Misguiding Muse

Bob told everyone he followed the Bible as closely as the next guy. However, when he read something he didn’t like, on those rare occasions when he read the Bible at all, the muse guiding his philosophical wanderings soothed his mind with a strand of myth, mystery and misinterpretation.

Nonetheless God enjoyed listening to Bob, because when the muse ran Bob’s mouth God couldn’t stop laughing (I mean He could stop but – you know – why would He want to). When Bob died, God looked forward to meeting him so He could ask him some trick questions just to hear how his muse might respond.

Unfortunately, right at the last moment, just outside the Pearly Gates and in spite of all the warning signs, the muse guiding Bob’s philosophical wanderings led him to that omnivorous, omni-awesome black hole, so logically logical that even Lucifer could get used to living there. Then, as Bob gazed down, deep, and ever deeper into the bottomless pit, the mousetrap snapped taking Bob with it into that dark abyss where some say not even light can escape if there were any light down there to try.

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Denise offers the prompt word “strand” to be used in this week’s Six Sentence Stories.

Cosmic Photo Challenge: Bridges

Dale offers the prompt “bridges” for this week’s Cosmic Photo Challenge.

Below are pictures of two bridges in Prague that I took last summer.

The first two show up close views of part of two statues on the Charles Bridge. The last shows another bridge in the distance with swans.

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From the Charles Bridge in Prague: a mixture of part of a statue on the bridge and scenery

Part of another statue on the Charles Bridge with a building in the background

If you ignore the swans, in the distance is a bridge, not the Charles Bridge because there aren’t any statues on it, but still in Prague

Thursday Doors: President James K. Polk’s Birthplace

Since the James K. Polk Site near Charlotte, North Carolina, is only four miles away and offers easy bike access to the Little Sugar Creek Greenway, I go there often.

Here are photos of the doors on the early 1800s style buildings. These aren’t the original Polk family buildings, but they are representative buildings from the area.

There are also guided tours through the buildings and a museum.

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The red stuff would have been clay from the Little Sugar Creek a few hundred feet away, but is now reinforced with a cement of some sort.

A view of the cabin with the main hearth.

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Linked to Thursday Doors.

Isaiah 40:8

Linda G. Hill’s One Liner Wednesday.

Six Sentence Story: Pop

“After all these years of searching I’ve found nothing – nada – zip – that would explain how there could be life of any sort in any universe,” Brian told his grandchildren, “which makes me wonder what lit the fuse that got us here.”

But didn’t it all just pop out of nothing?

By itself!?

Yeah, we heard it went pippity-pop like pop corn, grandpops.

What in the world do they teach you kids in school these days? Nothing like that could ever happen.

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Denise offers the prompt word “fuse” to be used in this week’s Six Sentence Stories.

Cosmic Photo Challenge: Art For Art’s Sake

Dale offers the prompt “art for art’s sake” for this week’s Cosmic Photo Challenge.

It occurred to me that most art on display has an ulterior motive even as it pretends to be minding its own business.

These are all up-close photos of large palm branches that fell to the ground.

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The still, small voice inside said, “Take the picture.” But it’s just another palm branch, I replied. Then I got the silent treatment. So, I took the picture. “Don’t forget to post it somewhere.”

Still More Rambling Limericks

Below are four limericks I posted in the comment sections of Esther Chilton’s Laughing Along With a Limerick.

I limit them to four for mental health reasons. However, if you really want more, here’s the first set and here’s the second. And there are many more by many other people on Esther’s site.

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There once was a shiny, bright lad
and a damsel his mom said was bad
and a dragon, much worse . . .
I forget the next verse . . .
but whatever it was, he’s the dad.
Prompt word: “dad” May 12, 2025

May I rent a small tent in your head?
I will lead you and feed you, I said.
I will say what I will
and you will get a fill,
but alive you won’t be till I’m dead.
Prompt word: “rent” May 19, 2025

There’s a tickety-toc to old clocks.
There’s a warmth when one wears woolen socks.
Every that has a this.
Every love wants a kiss.
Every love that’s untrue merely mocks.
Prompt word: “socks” February 24, 2025

“When you talk you don’t listen,” they said.
So I listened and they talked instead.
Then I listened some more,
though I don’t know what for,
since the words that I heard missed my head.
Prompt word: “talk” May 26, 2025