Fresh February Snow and Rain Last Night - The Power of Writing!
Already scraped them twice this morning.
There are those who doubt the power the pen, their pen. Their ability to voice the indiscretions and evil around them and achieve results!
Depending on the subject matter and where one writes, as an experimentalist who wrote, "The Pen Is Mightier Than The Sword," which was censored on Facebook.
A Nom de Plume, Pen, Alias, non-traceable secret identity which I did not use. Based upon one's own experiences while stating the obvious, is the reason to use a fictitious name.
If you do not want to do that, use a fictitious identity, and cannot afford to hire an armed elite security force, one best be able to defend oneself. If one believes, there is a force out there that respects the truth (There actually is - God) a writer is most likely naive.
The Northern Range that runs East to West. Actually the range sits there. A little humor! Written that the alleged, suspected evil weather wizards of drought left the entire North bare of snowfall last week... today there is but there still naught upon a minimal portion of the range to the West and North a bit. Then there there is some snow for ten miles or so North followed by an egregious lack of visible moisture.
Again, should one voice the deficiency in the quality of life due to any number of corruptions, criminality, ineptitudes, frauds, hackings, wars, or any other infringements it noted that journalists and reporters, whistleblowers with martial and military experiences tend to live longer. Stay Alert! Stay Alive!
Remember Guilt and Shame do not affect psychopaths, assassins, tyrants, drug addicts, and those who perceive you as their duty to eliminate. Perhaps one has achieved fame: Remember what happened to John Lennon of the Beatles Rock and Roll Band!
Again, God is available for the brave as much for the meek and weak, the humble.
The Pen Is Mighty. God is the Almighty.
Poor Richard, alias of Benjamin Franklin said, "I substantiated electricity for which I claimed credit under my own name, the Franklin Stove, and certain observations of the empirical, but to polish the acts of a King upon paperI was Poor Richard and lived!"
"Now this writer, to whom I substantiated the continued existence of the soul upon death and forever after, decided not to take my advice! He listened to his mother instead."
Yes, I remembered how to call the forces of moisture once more, recovered from divine-warfare by the the healing from the Trinity, and am aided by water saints of the Catholic, or Universal discipline.
Thank you. Clark Kent was Superman. Lois Lane loved Superman!