http://slow.writerscafe.org/ohbeas The original writings of author ohbeas en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776031173 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 be a poem. be a problem. be a ticking time bom, a chain of dasies, a ray of sun when it hits glass and multiply youself into all the colours every eye has ever beheld on its quest for divinity. you knew it was coming either way.  http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ohbeas/1913809/ You once told me you don’t believe in souls. That we are buta crude collection of physical structures. Solid matter floating through time,waiting to die and be born again. Decaying. Withering with every passing second,nearing destruction with every breath we take. Well, my darling. .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ohbeas/1788604/