Oliver Frances

A short story about a writer seeking the intriguing plot that would lead to the World's Glory , or an impertinent one, for the world is full of those, stopped on one of the corners of High Street . And, from a few distance away, he pondered upon the past of concluded existence. Download it on the major vendors of eBooks of the web.

In life, you can lose as well as gain a lot of things. In fact, we weep, the majority of times, over the loss of material things without taking into considerations those things that we let out of our hands, and which are related to our inner world. Not many people have in mind their capacity of loving . As our days turn hard in a convulsing world we just get used to watch love in a Hollywood movie, though. Our capacity of loving goes further than the act of falling in love. Perhaps, some people don’t know about what I am talking because they come from either a dysfunctional family where love was inexistent or a family where love didn’t matter, so it’s as to ask a child about something that he doesn’t know. However, you could be aware of what is the capacity of loving, but you have lost it as consequence of a broken heart, many failed relationships, a bitter divorce or bad experiences in life. The capacity of loving is the element that grants you the ability of appreciat...

           “Your own mind, which has been corrupted and neurologically damaged by years of education in fake-prop TV-studio games, will also keep you trapped in the game” Timothy Leary , ”Start your own religion”            Our  mind works unconsciously, so an individual is not entirely aware of thoughts and deeds, and his sub-conscious accepts without reasoning all that he has said. If his uttered words come from education in fake-prop TV-studio games , all the concepts absorbed by this are distorted, so that the individual attempts to infiltrate the social stage-set game. A majority of people, to do that, live their own unattainable fantasies and go along deceiving themselves and, therefore, others. These beings live out of the dead posturing of robot actors on the fake-prop TV-studio stage-set, they get into their so-called real life.   As the entity pursued the course ...

A year of the 40th anniversary of The Doors ’ arrival on the rock scene and another one of the birth of Jim Morrison , the rock poet –whose decadent existence led his persona to grave. Suddenly flashing memories came about paying my respects to him at his shrine –into what turned his burial plot. The day before I rushed to cemetery –jumping onto the train to Pére Lachaise station; but this was already closed when I arrived there. Obviously I was late. My friend with whom I went did not understand the reason for which I took him there, and even more when we bumped into a shopkeeper who was Arab -the same nationality as my mate who was asked by him the why we wasted time coming over an addicted’s grave (both of them didn’t know that “the road of excess leads to the palace of wisdom”). So, the following morning I woke up early to head for Pére Lachaise –before going on touring by Paris with my friend. And this time I went on my own. I came into the cemetery through a side-door, a...