Author: bacrisp

Weird Encounters of the Rare Kind:

An Unofficial and Unauthorized Explanation of ‘Unidentified Ariel Phenomena’ High above our skies and deep within the folds of our best imagination, hovers the UFO. Somewhere on this planet, strange objects appear in our airspace almost daily, witnessed by thousands of people. Hardly a human exists that hasn’t seen, heard, or wondered about UFO’s, and […]

Red Bird Spirit

Cultures throughout the globe use symbolism to help describe and understand spiritual truths, including the Red Bird. As a kid, I didn’t understand what my cardinal sightings meant and I didn’t have the intelligence to ponder signs or symbols. All I knew at the time was I was a ‘ward of the court’, a foster […]

Tick-Tock

A blanket of death warms her feet. Only Grandfather knows the moment: Tick-tock, tick-tock, tick-tock. Alive but not living, she waits. Memories float like autumn leaves, twirling on the wind. Gliding tranquility of twilight. Calls to a little boy are answered by the touch of man. Yes, pull the blanket up. How kind. Tick-tock, tick-tock, […]

The Chosen Child of the Marcahuasi Plateau

“Dr. Olivia, come quick!” Andre yells into the subterranean chamber. Dr. Olivia Seaton studies a recent find of carvings—beasts never known to have lived in this high region of Peru called the Marcahuasi plateau, an intriguing and mysterious land—odd  and eerie at times—especially when tumescent clouds tumble in to cover the village a few kilometers […]

The Guru & The Student

The Master lifts the hem of his orange robes and feels the soft grass beneath his feet as he makes his way toward Eido, who stands ankle deep in the river waving at him —smiling brightly enough to please the sun. “Master. Look at these black rocks so perfectly polished by the water,” Eido says […]

RED BIRD

     Red Bird visits her again—the same red bird she remembered guarding her passage through the womb and the same red bird that appeared to her as a child when hands of evil sometimes covered her. Those days are gone, she thinks. Yet the sweat soaking her sleep shirt says otherwise.      They claim she […]

NIMBU

     A golden orange sun melts behind the plains of Africa as we sit before a fire Nimbu has prepared. Cinnamon, cloves and coriander simmer our lamb sacrifice into tender acquiescence, softly bubbling in a worn black cauldron, like an offering placed before heaven’s dusky cluster of stars.      Tomorrow we reach the Wadi Sora […]