Category Archives: Diary of a Mad Hatter

Coming Through the Veil (“Yes Virginia , there is a veil”)

‎By P. R. Lowe, copyright© 6/‎24/‎2019 I awoke…(or did I?) and I was lying, outstretched, on the ground with my head resting on a man’s arm. He was also outstretched on the soft turf beside me. We were chatting about … Continue reading

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Flipping the switch….

October 9, 2018 by P. R. Lowe when you flip the switch to living what you believe, from believing what you live…everything changes. everything……..

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Thru the Window

  Copyright © December 9, 2017 by P. R. Lowe Snowing. I am reminded, gently. The trees are glorious. They whisked in my window this morning, as I drew back the curtain, and wrapped my heart in their presence…and all … Continue reading

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Strange Berry Update

Same vine about a week later …..the effects of Chem trail residue?? *see post, “Strange Berries, Strange Days”. “Strange Days Indeed” _ John Lennon

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Strange Berries, Strange Days

June 22, 2017 I went out this morning to pick a few blackberries, intent on leaving most of them for the bears and other critters…just wanted a taste, as there is nothing quite like a fresh berry outta the hot … Continue reading

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winter: to be or not to be?

..very first day of November… It is indeed November. The trees speak of it. The air sings it…my sinews feel it. It is golden, but a much different golden than October’s….deeper… more red and orange than yellow….and something else. Some … Continue reading

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Meeting The Moon

sometime later in October I met the moon this morning…she was hovering on the horizon…a bulbous golden orb…looking in at me through my bedroom window. I knew she was there, watching…long before I opened my eyes…I felt her presence. I … Continue reading

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