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TWEET TO BLOG TECHNIQUE BLOG LOG: SHORT STORY TOO LONG # 29

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@chachomanopapa @ShareThis @MuslimMatters @JTAnews … “Abba, Adonai, Allah, Jehovah or Yahweh … I’m He for Whom …hymns of praise … are sung for.”

@chachomanopapa @ShareThis @JTAnews @MuslimMatters … “First address henceforth to be The Almighty’s official Twitter account by His … The Almighty’s decree.”

@chachomanopapa @ShareThis @JTAnews @MuslimMatters … “Again, The Vatican and it’s vaunted educators … aren’t the only … educators … dogging it.”

@chachomanopapa @ShareThis @JTAnews @MuslimMatters …“Twittery fingers do indeed beat relentlessly … not to beat deadlines … but to beat … drumbeats.”

@chachomanopapa @ShareThis @JTAnews @MuslimMatters … “Verily, I make a baby in Our image … not one of them to grovel … but rather … to tower.”

@chachomanopapa @ShareThis @JTAnews @MuslimMatters … “Truly, I make babies’ hearts, indeed … all of a soul’s parts … unlabeled at all … not at starts … nor restarts.”

@chachomanopapa @ShareThis @JTAnews @MuslimMatters … “Verily, I make all babies’ own hearts unhardened … for unhardened hearts … are after … My own.”

TWEET TO BLOG TECHNIQUE BLOG LOG: SHORT STORY TOO SHORT # 28

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@ShareThis “And so, now, w/o further ado, Tweedos, Tweedont’s & Tweenecdotes from a really old, really sage dude … your One & Only … God! Really.”

“Christ’s Vicar, Pope Benedict XVI … belatedly (& reluctantly … forget not … I know it all) speaks to his brothers via a Tweet. For a 2nd year … a 2nd Tweet.

”WOW! Time do fly … don’t it?  … Seems yesterday … (bepopping to some Ragtime) … aloof only apparently, I snapped 2 fingers, perfectly creating things, just not … mental-midget-proof.”

”So little time; so much to do.  So I sayeth to you: Disdain devouring decorative parsley, sparing the nutritious all about it … Woe’s upon you … whom so live … so sparingly.”

@chachomanopapa @ShareThis “Latter Twitter account, (Vicar’s) & former (Arthur’s) … both be Mine. … All’s Mine … really.”

@chachomanopapa @ShareThis ”THE RIGHT THING TO DO: FOLLOW ART. … Hastily Ben, race to vet the ‘silver bullet’ insight … the alchemic potential … of 140 spaces.”

@chachomanopapa @ShareThis … “A potentially bold & visionary cleric shall do the right thing … the Christ-like thing.”

TWEET TO BLOG TECHNIQUE BLOG LOG: SHORT STORY TOO SHORT # 27

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@ShareThis “And so, now, w/o further ado, Tweedos, Tweedont’s & Tweenecdotes from a really old, really sage Dude … your One & Only … God!” Surreally …  really.

“Christ’s Vicar, Pope Benedict XVI, belatedly (& reluctantly; forget not … I know it all) speaks … to his brothers via a Tweet. For a 2nd year … a 2nd Tweet.

“WOW! Time shur do fly, don’t it? Seems just yesterday I snapped My fingers & created things around here. NOW … you’re fast-tracked on … ‘extincting’”.

“So little time; so much to do. I sayeth to you: Refrain from devouring decorative parsley, sparing the nutritious all about it; woe upon you … whom so live, so sparingly.”

“Even a revelation that Twitter’s signature 140 character formula … (times seven) makes for a blog useful to educators and marketers, no prod, no product, no Prada, no nada.”

@chachomanopapa @ShareThis “THE RIGHT THING TO DO: FOLLOW ART. Hastily then, do race to vet the ‘silver bullet’ insight … the alchemic potential … of 140 spaces.”

@chachomanopapa @ShareThis “A potentially bold & visionary cleric shall do the right thing … the Christ-like thing.”

TWEET TO BLOG TECHNIQUE BLOG LOG: SHORT STORY TOO SHORT # 26

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“Writing may reduce life to its simplest terms.” says a Saul-to-Pauled Arthur, modern day equal of venerable but ancient … Augie & Saul.

@chachomanopapa @ShareThis … “Art,” …spoketh The Lord to a crew & me in a dream. … “‘Tis your Creator, whom commands of you … this.”

“We here in heaven googled trans-universally for 6 contrite bohemian-alkie-slacker-peacemaker-wannabes to gratuitously … Me … to Earthlings re-offer.”

“For eight short/long years they’ve labored in anonymity on little but faith alone. We’re pleased with them. Their Tweets … ours … deemed.”

“The results, however speak for themselves. Many chuckle at their Tweets but click not … twice … to underpinning blog … nor to … wannabe book … thrice.”

“Even that adversity they turned to their favor … by using Twitter … Twitter’s Fiction Festival … and  a Tweeted bridge … to bridge … abyssals.”

@chachomanopapa @ShareThis “Considering the Vicar of Christ’s imminent 6-12 Tweet, We heavenlies deem these e-addresses to be followed … trans-earthly.”

TWEET TO BLOG TECHNIQUE BLOG LOG: SHORT STORY TOO SHORT # 25

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‘WHO’ officials closely following “worrisome trend” of suicides world-widely that’s attributable, allegedly, to terminal follow-following, following a deadly … Fiction Festival.

Reported;  a pair of suicides apiece in each of the fortyish participating countries, possessions and territories signal … ‘the blues’, depression.

“Writing reduces life to simplest terms.” said Saul-to-Pauled Arthur (in matters of sin, the equal, of quotable but ancient … Augustine and Saul.

@chachomanopapa @ShareThis “Art,” … spoketh The Lord to the crew & me in a dream. “‘Tis your Creator, whom commands of you … this:”

“Cease & desist,”  indefinitely. ‘Til further notice, “clock not in as Me, on your Twitter account … But be not blue … on that account.”

“In fact, the crew & you must redouble efforts. Yes, we’re well aware that even when the spirit’s strong, the flesh may be weak. That’s why … We’ve written … all of this.

Despair not Arthur, Your Lord wouldn’t lightly have, anyone suffer, not even you. Take care thee of that already entrusted to you (the 7 billion) … Leave the vicar to Me.

TWEET TO BLOG TECHNIQUE BLOG LOG: STORY TOO SHORT # 1

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#twitterfiction UPDT:  “Et tu, Twitter?” … Implausibly … Art is accusing a long dead Osama, host Twitter, the Pope and Bo … of sending to snuff him …  black-clad Ninjas.

#twitterfiction Begins a surreally real expose; a story ordinary but for its extraordinarity. Written live … & in colors livid … Albeit, too much … bloody crimson.

#twitterfiction Whom of them wants to kill moi, Art asks you (and himself) simultaneous … with heavy breathing outside Art’s 4 doors … Note, Ninjas, well. Now, it’s, Art … you be fucking with.

#twitterfiction Why, not whom, asks Art of self  (as he braces himself for a move patented), “kill me?”. Except for an ex-wife & her tribal trio … no one else … wished Art ill.

#twitterfiction Whomever … In a rush, 4 black-clads burst in … finding no one. For ’twas Force upon that summoned. 4 nanoseconds later … 4 heads … divorced.

#twitterfiction What was Obi-Wan’s … and Luke’s … now’s Art’s … In nanoseconds, four walls  bounded; four heads divorced … heaped under four former Ninjas … parts … all.

#twitterfiction So concludes this day’s episode of HUMANITY’S TALL TALES; STORIES SHORT  … LONG SHORT.

TWEET TO BLOG TECHNIQUE BLOG LOG: STORY TOO SHORT # 2

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Killer lightning and fallen trees … joined by Ninjas a-lurking … lurking … closely  … about light lines, lining Arthur’s property …  Ninjas and lines tormented last night.

Twitter’s signature 140 character formula (x 7), Tweets to the Pope …  and Ninjas don’t agog enough to unfog a humanity totally fogged-in … less than … agog.

Of imprimatur signs Arthur had beseeched; two had nearly killed him. Both seemingly utterly useless  if aiming … skeptical men … (by redress) … to address … purposefully.

And so it’s  come to pass: Angels, critters anew last night, in dreams, helped Art write, Tweet  and blog to reach a man  … on  a mean street.

Ex-twit Arthur had begun his transcendence, but he thought, and wrote, slowly. God’s intent: reinforcements … to best augment content.

Implausiblly, it’s a matter of Zeitgeist. He is the timing of and for all things. And His timing’s impeccable … and abiding.

An allegorically comical murder mystery, implausibly, from pen and paradigm arisen is creating a matrix … less unclear … But the proof … is in the pudding.

TWEET TO BLOG TECHNIQUE BLOG LOG: STORY TOO SHORT # 3

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When last we knew of the Zoo Crew’s whereabouts we learned they had been googled by God to help Arthur write, Tweet … and blog.

Ex-twit Arthur had begun his transcendence, but he thought and wrote too slowly. God’s intent: reinforcements … to best augment content.

And so it came to pass: Angels, disguised as critters, in Art’s dreams, helped him write, Tweet and blog to reach men … on mean streets.

But men on streets are generally skeptical. Few who viewed any part of what’s been written, approve … Most snicker, “He’s crazy-smitten.”

Of the imprimatur signs Arthur had beseeched; two nearly killed him. Yet both seemed useless, to skeptical men, address … to duly redress.

Even a revelation that Twitter’s signature 140 character formula (times 7) makes for a blog useful to educators and marketers … no prod.

Falling trees and lethal lightning aside, Arthur’s Crew knew that Twitter’s remarkably useful formula is invaluable. Then came … Twitter’s Fiction Festival. 

TWEET TO BLOG TECHNIQUE BLOG LOG: STORY TOO SHORT # 4

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Thanksgiving Days are like some other of our holidays; those of which we are often wont to say, “We should celebrate this … every day.”

Would that it were so. Not to have a paid holiday every day, but rather, to play and to pray every day. It’d be a good way to Him, … in kind, repay.

We’ve ALL gone astray. The Big Three; Jews, Muslims and Christians are locked in gray frays which we must immediately … allay.

We must allay without further delay these frays wherein too many commingle prayers of praise for Him with prayer that He aid … to slay.

Blasphemy! Prayer invoking the name of The Almighty Creator of us all to aid to flay and slay your brother is blasphemy … Arthur relays.

Woe to those whom aspire to sustain travesties of justice (our surreal realities). We must array against the Evil One … Keep him  at bay.

And so it passed that God googled a crew of angels and charged them: ”Help Arthur to bray against those who would thwart … My Way.”

TWEET TO BLOG TECHNIQUE BLOG LOG: STORY TOO SHORT #5

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No doubt, today, Thanksgiving Day, 2012, shall be similar in many ways to Thanksgiving Days past; yet it’ll differ … in a significant way.

This Thanksgiving Day is the last of an era. Next Thanksgiving Day, we may have even more blessed thankfulness, for us … in store.

Or not; that shall likely depend on whether or not we’ve begun to reconsider where we’ve been, where we are … and where we’re going.

It is not good enough to be good to yourself and yours. It is not about you. It is not about yours. It is about all of us … You, me and ours.

It’s not good enough thanking Him for morns, nights, sun, moon, stars, sky, land and salty seas. It’s all about we … not you … nor me.

Absent a sense of solidarity, eventually, when we reap what we’ve sown, it shan’t be pretty; unless by pretty is meant … pretty deadly.

Deadly harvests needn’t necessarily be. Communally, we may postpone, albeit, not necessarily avert altogether … Scriptural prophesies.