Friday, March 29, 2013

     "These miles beckon for they lead to adventure. The magick like the sound of distant thunder races across a vast mysterious land tenanted by ancient unknown creation. Living winds calling to us, calling our names. And storms obscure with legend point the way when lightning flashes from the palms of your hands. Now let us go, let us travel this strange and wondrous path, you at my side; unfamiliar dust coloring our sandals."          (How many times can one re-edit one's thoughts?)  ~Henry K Carey~

Tuesday, March 26, 2013

"Stories untold, stories broken, left undone, enslave the characters forever."  ~H Cariffinhill~

Saturday, March 23, 2013

~One Night A Dream~
"On the islands behind we see friends hands waving in the air, tears streaming down their sad and lonely faces. Before us we see quiet peaceful people helping each other. They are yet to notice strangers traveling their way. The distance before us and the distance behind is immense, vast."
~Henery Cariffinhill~
‎"An author who has nothing to teach; who has much to write but nothing to say, is as a thief wasting water in the desert." ~Henery Cariffinhill~

Wednesday, March 20, 2013

 "Ma and I began around midnight. I say around because she started pushing six minutes before midnight and finished four minutes past midnight. Sometimes I say I was born on the 18th. Sometimes I say I was born on the 19th. Sometimes I say I was born on both days. 
      Ma once told me, "Henry, you only took a few minutes to come out and you didn't even cry, not for a second, not until you laid eyes on your Pa." I have often wondered why she told me that. 
     Over the past 70 plus years I've come to realize neither the day(s) nor the lack of crying had any real significance. Except, I suspect, they may have been the canvas for my curious personality." ~Henry K Carey~

Monday, March 4, 2013

"Blood is not horror, blood comes after the horror. Horror is the mindless moments of stifling immobilization, the curdling of your blood while it is yet in its proper container." 

~Henery Cariffinhill~