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Dan W.Griffin
No stranger to the P45
Volume One FREE SAMPLE
- Humor
- English
- 22349 Words
- No Age Recommendation
- 861
- 2
If you have ever wondered what it would be like to crash a fairground ride, upset the Russian mob, humiliate yourself before millions of people on national television, cause eleven thousand pounds damage to a restaurant in Blackpool as a result of your ineptitude with an industrial belt sander, be a bodyguard, make a movie with an A-list Hollywood actress, try to start a business in holographic confectionery, pole-dance, hang a lawnmower from a tree, receive a VIP tour of The Whitehouse, become a Born-Again Christian (for a bit), accidentally commit an armed robbery, be Santa Claus, become homeless after laundering twelve grand in Scottish hundred-pound notes from under your kitchen sink, learn to make weaponised plutonium, fall asleep on a push-bike, sell a pair of rusty skis, be sued over a fictional secret agent by an altogether terrifyingly real firm of international lawyers, hang twenty four thousand chickens on a rack, be pursued by the paparazzi, attend a fancy dress party as a serial killer, buy twenty five thousand terracotta flower pots for a pound, co-host a radio talk show, buy a crane, flee your home in fear of a gangster ordering your legs by snapped like Twiglets, experience a surreal time-travelling incident, mislabel boxes of creosote, throw-up on stage while trying to host a game show, learn to fly, escape an assassination attempt with the assistance of a cup of tea and a cheese sandwich, or be normal... then you're no longer alone.
Welcome to Danland.
Welcome to No stranger to the P45. [more]
Keywords: p45, career, job, work, business, humour, humor, funny, comic, dan w.griffin, no stranger to the p45
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Geoffrey Peyton
The Hollow by the Mere
The Mermaid of the Forest
- Adventure
- English
- 112765 Words
- Ages 16 and up
- 166
- 1
In April 1990 I decided to leave the domestic hell of a relationship that saw my long time girlfriend throw me to the streets, in an attempt for her to find a better love elsewhere, and in doing so, she left me naturally homeless. I could have stayed with friends or relations, but those sort of agreements are always short lived, and I would only end up back at square one and ultimately on the streets again. Because of the summer being just around the corner I decided that I would like to spend a few weeks of camping at some rural spots for a while, just so that I could find time to mend a broken heart. But those weeks would turn into months, and soon I would be living the life of a Nomad where I would once again find love, but this time it would be with the most incredible girl that I had ever met. Little did I realise it at the time, but I was about to travel the wilderness countryside of rural England with my new found love, followed closely by various law enforcements that were on the trail of a killer that was my Becky. For six and a half months, Becky and I would make our own world amongst the wildlife and natural freedom of the English prairieland where we became persistent in escaping the clutches of the law until the inevitability game of cat and mouse reached its inevitable end. This is the true story of Allison Rebecca Mitchell; a real life bohemian girl who was a true mermaid of wildest England. [more]
Keywords: Adventure, Crime, Humour, Memoirs, Non-Fiction
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John L. Stoddard
John L. Stoddard's Lectures, Vol. 10
- Education
- English
- 38201 Words
- Ages 18 and up
- 2
Stoddard was born in Brookline, Massachusetts in 1850. In 1871 he graduated from Williams College. At Williams Stoddard was a member of the fraternity of Delta Psi ( aka St. Anthony Hall). Later he studied two years of theology at Yale Divinity School. After that he taught Latin and French at Boston Latin School.[2] He was proud of his descent from Solomon Stoddard.
He began traveling around the world in 1874, and published Red-Letter Days Abroad in 1884. He turned his experiences into a series of popular lectures delivered throughout North America. These lectures were periodically published in book form as John L. Stoddard's Lectures and eventually numbered ten volumes and five supplements (1897-1898).[3] In 1901, Stoddard published a book on Gibraltar.[4] The books include numerous illustrations derived from the immense catalog of photographs taken by Stoddard, and cover every subject, from art and architecture, to archeology and natural history. The books were immensely popular in their day and many copies still survive. Later in life, Stoddard also published poetry, as well as books on religious subjects.
Brought up a Protestant, Stoddard was an agnostic for over thirty years, before converting with his wife to Roman Catholicism. In 1922 he published Rebuilding a Lost Faith, a famous work of apologetics which is still in print.
The Main Street of Gibraltar - illustrated his 1901 book.[4]
Stoddard was a proponent of the restoration of the Jews to Israel. In Volume 2 of his Lectures he told the Jews, “You are a people without a country; there is a country without a people. Be united. Fulfill the dreams of your old poets and patriarchs. Go back, go back to the land of Abraham.”[5] A sentiment popularized as "A land without a people for a people without a land." However, his son Lothrop Stoddard, who remained agnostic after his father's conversion,[6][7] held antisemitic views.[8]
During his later life he used his fortune to support his adopted home of Merano, South Tyrol, contributing substantially to the building of its secondary school and to a home for homeless youth, now used as a rehabilitation centre. [more]
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shawnty
christianity
facts & history
- History
- English
- 507 Words
- No Age Recommendation
- 749
- 10
Christianity (from the Ancient Greek word Χριστός, Khristos, "Christ", literally "anointed one") is a monotheistic religion based on the life and teachings of Jesus as presented in canonical gospels and other New Testament writings. Adherents of the Christian faith are known as Christians.
Christianity teaches that Jesus is the Son of God, God having become human and the saviour of humanity. Because of this, Christians commonly refer to Jesus as Christ or Messiah. The three largest groups in the world of Christianity are the Roman Catholic Church, the Eastern Orthodox churches, and the various denominations of Protestantism. The Roman Catholic and Eastern Orthodox patriarchates split from one another in the East–West Schism of 1054 AD, and Protestantism came into existence during the Protestant Reformation of the 16th century, splitting from the Roman Catholic Church.
Christianity began as a Jewish sect in the mid-1st century. Originating in the eastern Mediterranean coast of the Middle East (modern Israel and Palestine), it quickly spread to Syria, Mesopotamia, Asia Minor and Egypt, it grew in size and influence over a few decades, and by the 4th century had become the dominant religion within the Roman Empire. During the Middle Ages, most of the remainder of Europe was Christianized, with Christians also being a sometimes large religious minority in the Middle East, North Africa, Ethiopia and parts of India. Following the Age of Discovery, through missionary work and colonization, Christianity spread to the Americas, Australasia, sub Saharan Africa and the rest of the world. In order to follow Jesus' command to serve others, Christians established hospitals, churches, schools, charities, orphanages, homeless shelters, and universities in the areas in which they spread Christianity.
Christians believe that Jesus is the Messiah prophesied in the Hebrew Bible, referred to as the "Old Testament" in Christianity. The foundation of Christian theology is expressed in the early Christian ecumenical creeds which contain claims predominantly accepted by followers of the Christian faith. These professions state that Jesus suffered, died, was buried, and was resurrected from the dead to open heaven to those who believe in him and trust him for the remission of their sins (salvation). They further maintain that Jesus bodily ascended into heaven where he rules and reigns with God the Father. Most denominations teach that Jesus will return to judge all humans, living and dead, and grant eternal life to his followers. He is considered the model of a virtuous life, and both the revealer and physical incarnation of God. Christians call the message of Jesus Christ the Gospel ("good news") and hence refer to the earliest written accounts of his ministry as gospels.
As of the early 21st century, Christianity has approximately 2.2 billion adherents. Christianity represents about a quarter to a third of the world's population and is the world's largest religion. Christianity is the state religion of several countries. Among all Christians, 37.5% live in the Americas, 25.7% live in Europe, 22.5% live in Africa, 13.1% live in Asia, 1.2% live in Oceania and 0.9% live in the Middle East [more]
Keywords: christianity
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Brendon Nutt
From Between Worlds
The First Chapter, or Where I'm At Now
- Horror
- English
- 9207 Words
- Ages 16 and up
- 196
The supernatural has always been a part of my life, regardless if I wanted it to be or not. I had convinced myself so much of it was the overactive imagination of a kid who spent too much time in his head in order to cope with all the shit life threw at him. The memory is a fickle thing, a picture book drawn by a bad artist, an unreliable narrator picking away at the important bits while slamming square pegs in round holes to try and make them fit a narrative. It is also something of a benevolent protector, shielding us from what lies just beyond the veil that divides our fragile concepts of reality and the sledgehammer that is the truth. These last few months really showed me that. So, where do I begin talking about the events that became the hammer to the glass that was my hated reality?
*click*
“Really?” I said to the barrel of a six shooter staring at me dead between the eyes, “I’m trying to have a serious introspective monologue.”
The trench coat wearing man dressed like John Wayne taking himself way too seriously, with his one pure as white eye and a hole where the other would have been stood at the other end, looking like something made from the fever dreams of the Duke himself.
“Jusssstice…” he hissed between gums and rotted teeth, proving that America has always had one hell of a health system.
“Yeah, yeah, yeah... fuck you. I’m tired, I’ve been driving for hours now, I can’t remember the last time I slept well, and most importantly, I’m not sure if I mentioned, but fuck you. So what if its gone!? Better for us, you all don’t deserve to be here anyway, you get that?”
I know, I know, this is a weird place to start, but something about having a gun pointed at your head by a homeless looking Wyatt Earp when you haven’t slept well in awhile just gets you thinking. Reflecting on how you got here. In the grand scheme of what’s coming up, this guy is nothing more than a distraction. Hell, if this was a movie, right now we would freeze frame, have some music and I’d say “I bet you’re wondering how I got here!” Here’s the thing, we won't be coming back here, at least not for a long time. Maybe not ever, because what I’m trying to convey here is that life is absurd. This whole damn thing is funny, it is dumb, and then its gets very, very real.
“Jusssti”
“Yeah, I get it! Justice or whatever, fuck you bu..”
*BANG*
Chapter 1:
The truck backfired and sent puffs of black smoke into the warm desert air of Southern California.
“That’s… probably a good sound,” I said, leaning up against the closed driver door of the white, I think a Ford, truck, my arms crossed on the rolled down window.
“Its normal,” retorted Parker tiredly as he tried to start it again. He reached down to where normally keys would go, and hits a two button switch he had moments ago set-up since he had lost the keys.
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Keywords: comedy, horror, ghosts, supernatural, dreams, nightmares, sleep paralysis
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Bliss Itedjere, Bliss Itedjere
The theory of simplicity
The theory of y
- Poetry
- English
- 9817 Words
- Ages 16 and up
- 56
THEORY OF UNDERSTANDING
Ounce life is better than a wet bug crop Life is a bound of grain with reasons.The beauty of depth is a reason for clarity.Who knows? Who understood?Is it a bug? or an insect in its closest?Perhaps not, the dim of life Has covered focus, is it the beautyOf clarity? Charity poured out Simplicity as ocean. Is turbulence an Oliver-twist of the future? Future gathered grains as whit Chaffs are sieved for whit. The beauty of understanding Has been announced.Whit is a picture of understanding.Chaffs are bunch of rudiment, Its capacity is hidden under carpet.Flood of argument is hidden. Understanding maneuver its wayWave lost its cause, The path to patient never know its cause
Who is understanding? The theory that fathom Complexity never waste. Focus never groan, submerge absorbed huh.
NOTHING IS COMPLEX
What is simple in our world? A piece of slit around our world Complexity journey to the east To sojourn with beauty The way of beauty Is made of brass And steel. Is it strength of a plane heart? A homeless man Cries like a donkey, That is he has no meal for the year.Nothing is complex For the simple man A humble fellow Never flow with diversity. Devise insist to simplicityAn ocean do not gather at onceBut once the world is made.Simplicity is an uncle to goals Goals with focus built our world.The world of complexityIs built by pompous heart.A simple man is an ingredientOf many combinations.Love and peace is vitalThe taste of good is simple.The world is fragile Made in beauty, painted with charity Clarity is the store of house charity. Gull rely on the wall of crystal A mash for beauty stars aroseFor something, an opinion For many.Man lives for something.The thing is simplicity, simplicity a heart of adoration.Rose made life simple A redolence of charity is not an option. A simple heart crave for love Option is not given to the dreadful. Love is the foundation for simplicity The root of simple Never lack wisdom Sagacity is the city of humility The city that is flooded with citizen of wisdom.Nothing is impossible under The heavens, the earth Is composed of impossibilitiesBut possible to whom that reside in possibilities The heavens is the picture Of great price of possibilities.Gold for silver, A deal of the simple Love is simplerThan steel, water Flow with ease is the beauty of simplicity.The world of love is a picture Of soft word, hardness Is swam of complicity. The site for possibility Is not a mirage but an Image that ants can seeFeels and create a room For its members, love drill For reality, is for the simple.Lack is complex, its begins Is with an insect of unusual itch A fodder of colt [more]
Keywords: Poetry fiction, fantasy, and nature
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Andres A. Nunez T.
Gigi and The Heir of Hell
- Juvenile Fiction
- English
- 929 Words
- No Age Recommendation
- 444
- 2
It was a long time ago. No one besides your great-great-great grandparents would remember. But, some people do remember. The story starts where Gigi, a successful lady meets the love of her life.
Gigi Calsirberg was walking down a street in a small town in Connecticut. No one really remembers the name but it was sure someone would not forget this story. Okay, Gigi was walking down the street to a parking lot, where se was going to a commune. It as the 70s, and she was a hippie, in protest next fall. There was a red VW Kombi with tie-dyed doors, weird huh? She got there in fifteen minutes. She was suppose to wait for her boyfriend Jake Love (He had changed his last name from Lovepeck to just ‘Love’) to go to the commune.
“Where can he be?” she said a little loopy. “Am I high?” she said chuckling.
She took a little tiny mirror from her pocket. She examined her eyes. They were red, like if she had been wearing contact lenses.
“Yes, I am,” she said then, putting out a cigarette.
She took the kombi’s keys out of her pocket and put it in to open the door. She went to the driver’s seat to listen to the radio. Peace music, of course.
“This is so….Wow! Look at that man”!” she looked at the mirror and saw a pale man coming towards the kombi. That wasn’t her African American boyfriend. I know. Black and white can mix.
Anyways, that wasn’t him. No, it was not.
“Hey, man!” said Gigi, still loopy.
“Hey, wanna go for a ride?” he asked. He wore old fashion clothes, but not hippie for sure.
She did not know what to do. Should she wait for Jake? Or should she just go with this handsome guy? She thought about it about five seconds, and then said “Sure man, hop on”
The guy went to the other side in no time. Gigi was high, so but she did not know what to say or believe.
“That was fast man, what’s your friggin’ name?”
“John, what’s yours pretty flower?” he said, his voice soft and smooth.
Gigi could not help her pathetic giggling
“Gigi, but most people call me Gi. Do you wanna call me that?” she said
She was already flirting with this guy? He could be a drug dealer if you ask me! But hey, if she was already falling for this man’s fake façade, she would be making out with him in no time.
“Yes, love to do that!” he said “But, ain’t we suppose to go on a ride, Gi?” He said ‘Gi’ in a weird way so she could notice how he said it.
“Sure, man.” She ended u saying.
She started the kombi and then sped off towards nowhere especially. She just wanted to be with this weird man.
“So, where you from?” he said
“Ima New Yorker” said Gigi
“You aint got that weird-ass accent” said John.
“I know. I wasn’t raised n the ‘hood. I was raised in Jacksonville” she said
“Oh, ‘kay” he said, looking pale. Well paler.
“Where you from, man?” asked Gigi
“I’m from Cincinnati” he said
“Oh” said Gigi
“So, like, where you wanna go?” he asked Gigi.
“Don’t know. Where you wanna go?”
“Ma house.”
“I can take you there” said Gigi
“Thanks, man” said John
“Where is the crap? If you don’t tell me I will neva be able to know, you know”
“Just go to San Diego!” he said
“What? San Diego?! Hey, listen man, we are in L.A and I don’t have enough organic gas” Gigi said
“Please, take me there” he said. That was all it took to take he into control.
“Okay”
They drove to San Diego without a word. Gigi drove, but she was high, and she ran over two boys and an old lady whose last words where “What the f---, you f------ you HIPPIE!”
It was as if Gigi was controlled by some unknown thing and no one knew about it.
“Turn left” said John
“Okay” said Gigi not even blinking
She turned. Then she saw it clearly: The wall, the hobo, and her whole life going trough her eyes.
She was protesting…
She was getting high…
She met Jake….
She was making out in a tree….
She left Jake….
She was walking down a street….
She saw a white man…
She went on a road trip with the man…..
She was going to crash with the wall…
“John! Help me!” she turned to the shotgun seat, but John wasn’t there, and instead, a letter written in blood said: NEVER TRUST THE HEIR OF HELL
It was too late now. She ran over the hobo and then crushed against the alley wall. Blood everywhere. No way did she survive.
As her spirit flouted away, she saw other four spirits, almost reaching the sky by now. A little boy and a big boy. An old lady looking down at the family who would miss her. And, a homeless man who was innocent.
When her spirit touché the sky, it bounced downward and started descending,.
She saw the bad people. Adolf Hitler. Judas Iscariot and many many more.
Her spirit cried out in pain when she burned in the fiery pit.
The Heir of hell is a ghost of a man who became a demon, who doesn’t belong in either heaven or hell. He seduces people into a violent death, where they cannot rest in peace.
Never trust appearance, trust the heart [more]
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