Seeing the fallen conkers below the tall horse-chesnut trees, watching the helicopter flight of the spinning sycamore seeds, I am always reminded of the transition of seasons taking place, and just how breathtaking and beautiful nature is, always has been, and always will be to me. There is always something in the air at this time of the year - something ethereal, something magical, something supernatural... there is always something in the way that people feel drawn to being outside and exposed to the elements that points to an underlying physical and emotional connection that we all feel and we all want to share with those who we are closest to. Since I was a child, I have always loved the autumnal colours, the intoxicating smell of the natural world that lingers after a rainstorm, the sight of the constellations of the stars of the night-sky that somehow shine clearer and brighter than at any other time, I have felt always invigoration of every one of my senses, influence my thoughts and my dreams - and the imprint that every transition that I have witnessed has had on me has been one that I never expected and I have never forgotten, because, as my Dad was aware and as my Dad always reminded me, everything and everyone is connected and we must all do all that we can to maintain the rhythm and the balance necessary while participating in the never-ending dance of nature.
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‘Playing God’ by Mark Hastings (2018) – The Complete Audiobook
‘Playing God’ by Mark Hastings (2018) – audio book: The Man in Red – “No One Is Ever Alone”
‘Playing God’ by Mark Hastings (2018) – audio book: The Man in Red – “Hermes”
‘Playing God’ by Mark Hastings (2018) – audio book: The Man in Red – “I Would Do Anything”
‘Playing God’ by Mark Hastings (2018) – audio book: The Man in Green – “Pause” + “Resume”
In this episode, Mark recites the sixth story of his 2018 short-story collection, Playing God: ‘The Man in Green’ – “Pause” + “Resume”. ‘Playing God’ is a collection of “Seven stories… Seven perspectives… Seven experiences… about One Man in Black, one Man in White… Seven morality tales of one immortal Rebel, Hero, Friend, Fan, Father, Son, Playing, God”. You can read Mark’s poetry on his website http://MarkThePoet.Me, and you can purchase all of Mark’s books of poetry, short-story anthologies, and novellas on Amazon: https://amzn.to/3HjAJMC
‘Playing God’ by Mark Hastings (2018) – audio book: The Man in Green – “Play”
‘Playing God’ by Mark Hastings (2018) – audio book: The Man in Blue – “Not So Soon” + “My Hero”
‘Playing God’ by Mark Hastings (2018) – audio book: The Man in Blue – “Family”
My Poem “Ultimate Fate”
Sometimes, the more you think about something and sometimes the longer that you spend obsessing about someone - in retrospect, you can eventually come to discover that could have spent the time that you did pursuing what makes you happy, rather than being held back by those who never truly will... sometimes love can be like a house of cards - and it can take the removal of one card out of many to bring everything crashing down... sometimes, we can find that we are putting more effort into a relationship that our significant partner - and that is when we can come to start hearing the alarm bells ring and start seeing the signs that point to an instability within the balance of the necessary give and take that is essential and should always be mutual... sometimes, we can all easily be deceived into believing a good lie - because we put all our trust in someone who from the moment that we met them made our heart pulse like the lightning of a thunder cloud... there is a reason why some things come easy to some people and there is a reason why some things come harder for others - but just because something is effortless or difficult that does not mean that further effort is not necessary in maintaining the energy and the momentum of something, until a transformation occurs that makes us all naturally reevaluate it... somethings will always change, some people will always remain the same - but no matter how the roll of the dice shakes out, as long as you can say with your hand on your heart that you did your best and you did all you could, then nothing and no one can judge you on something's ultimate fate.
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