"Time-Comber's Sketchbook" Series, Authenticity, Life Stuff, Microfiction, Reality, Retro Fiction, Truth, Wisdom

“The Time-Comber’s Sketchbook, #4: Depth of Heart at a 1940’s Fairground” (Flash Fiction Series)

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Image of Carousel Horse PaintingEntry #4

A beautiful fairground in the 1940’s….I was floating through my current destination very slowly, taking in all the colors, sights and sounds.

In the back, among wrapped-up carousel horses, likely back-ups for the merry-go-round’s usual horses, was an artist standing with all sorts of glorious paint colors. In front of him stood a “blank” carousel horse — completely white, with only molding showing where the details would go.

And I felt, from that artist, a heavy heart…perhaps from something someone said to him, something that happened to him. It was the heart with an invisible stab wound.

And here he was, supposed to make something beautiful — something awe-inspiring — when he felt anything but inspired in his harsh world.

But I knew he would do it. Being a person of light is hard. You can mistrust everyone. You can question everything. But in the end, you do it…because there’s nothing else for you to do that fits.

 

 

 

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"Time-Comber's Sketchbook" Series, Life Stuff, Nostalgia

“The Time-Comber’s Sketchbook, #3: Nostalgia in 2012” (Flash Fiction Series)

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Image of 80's "Peaches n' Cream" Barbie Drawing

Entry #3

The portal took me to a more recent time: 2012. That is to be expected, though—the angels and guides said any time in the past is a possible destination.

I was in the room with a little boy and his mom. His mom sat at her laptop, uploading a doll photo to her Facebook social media. She typed “80’s Peaches and Cream Barbie” as modern Christmas music played from her cellular phone.

She said to her son, “These always do well during the holidays. It’s the perfect time to remember.”

She had a wistfulness in her voice…a sadness. Yet somehow, there was a soft joy of something forgotten and remembered once again.

She looked at the little boy and knew he’d eventually learn that holidays are happy, but they change throughout the years. And remembering can be important.

 

 

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"Time-Comber's Sketchbook" Series, Paranormal/Spiritual Fiction

“The Time-Comber’s Sketchbook, #2: The 1970’s Haunted Lodge” (Flash Fiction Series)

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Entry #2
The car drove up, and the people got out so excitedly, giggling in anticipation and shuffling up to the door, so they could go stay at what they called “the haunted lodge.”

Why would anyone want to take the risk and invite evil? Only souls without rest “haunt.”

I knew curiosity means that people make bad decisions. This reminds me of the idea of “saving people from themselves.” I did not consider that part of neutralizing negativity would be to do so….I’m still not sure it is. Hopefully, that wisdom will be imparted to me.

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