i have pretty much been missing from steemit in body and mind but before my disappearing act i did lend my voting power to a great initiative called steempunks because they’re nice guys and we all like

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Nope this isn't a brilliantly penned, intellectually witty or thought provoking post. It isn't a rant either, not a shocker or attention grabber. No markdown headings or any other fancy stuff. I guess

With the distant, gentle hush of the Indian Ocean, the haunting cry of the majestic fish eagle and the lush green foliage teeming with life, vitality, death, renewal, I feel my soul slowly settling into

I tried to post this in dMania because it was meant to be a plain old meme post. Maybe it's too long, because 3 hours later it still hasn't posted - I might have missed the point of memes. But I had fun

Happy the days when we were all connected by music. And now, all scattered are we, strangers to our own souls. I disown you, I disown me. Here I am, floating in a miasma of strangers, stranglers, stragglers.

I know you're eagerly waiting to hear about today's beer right? Before the glug, I thought I would discuss a topic not many people talk about on Steemit. My post yesterday must have been offensive to someone,

Today I'm reviewing a beer with a strong flavour of baby seal's blood, not to mention blood tinged mother's milk. My husband sneakily and contoversially brought home a bottle of Namibia's 'blood diamond'

Our lives are governed by rules, even here on anarchic Steemit, where there are supposedly only 2 rules - no plagiarism and post quality content! We all know how well that's working out, what with the

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Forget whatever you've seen or heard before, this is hands down the best recipe for a Margarita ever! If after reading this, you disagree, I'll eat my sombrero! 2 Parts Good Quality Tequila, Chilled The

You're surrounded by beauty but you're blind, Your soul is stifled by your mind. The sweet songs of the birds, Only make the feelings worse, Until the clouds of darkness come crashing down. It's time to

I hope my title was sufficient to grab your attention! Even if you are not a new user, I think it would behoove you to read further, especially if you are occasionally posting guidelines and tips for new

We owe it to our infinite soul to be the best we can be in this life, and to forgive ourself when we fall short of that perceived perfection. In order to do this, it is necessary to accept our role and

If, like me, you are new to Steemit, and do most of your posts on your phone or tablet, you might find some of this helpful. Background As per the first few blogs I've posted, over a year ago I had a sudden

Image A boy girl prose dialogue amongst friends. The boy says: 'I'm alive and the future is unwritten.' The girl says: 'Then pick up your pen, take up your sword, lift up your eyes and write your destiny,

Following on from my previous wanderings of a book in progress: I am a self confessed book vampire, I consume fiction in a frenzy of hunger, and once satiated, toss it aside with indifference. Now you

After I had come up with the quote that started the ideas for a book, which to be honest, was a actually a dialogue directed at myself, the inspiration for the bits that followed would come to me randomly.

This prologue to my book in progress, was written not so much from experience, but from the imagining of experiences, and the fleeting glimpses of experiences... If you've ever been in love, so deeply

Just over a year ago, I started writing a book. It started with a quote I made up, for a Facebook post, tired of borrowing quotes from other sources. I then had sporadic bursts of inspiration, and after