Our Emotions Do Impact The Planet. Do you get the feeling that time is playing tricks on you? Someone mentioned the other day that Michael Jackson has been dead since two thousand and nine. That’s four years ago! It seems like yesterday news the of his death rolled like a magic carpet on the wind across the planet. I had a conversation with someone, which I thought, was a week ago, and it turned out to be yesterday. Time is getting tricky and we are being pulled along in its wake. We use time to count our existence on the planet. Some schools of thought propose that we invented time,.
The hot sun beats down on Mattie’s bare head and she swears she can feel her brain frying in her skull. Beads of sweat form like a crown at her hairline and slug down her dusty forehead leaving salty trails that dry crusty in the inferno of the midday sun. One bead of sweat slides down, fed from the spring at her hairline, and follows the contour of Mattie’s cheekbone, leaving tracks in the hollow of her emaciated cheek, curving around her jaw and rolls past the sinewy neck, over her exposed collar bone to be drunk by the frayed and tattered neckline of the faded over sized shirt. From.