Don’t ya love when forgotten smells and feelings unite from youth! I mean the good ones like rain, earth, eucalyptus trees, pepper trees! The deep secret crevices where grey clouds mock youthful pleasures! Now is the time !! The youthful gates of being lost in playing with and in the earth! Grateful for the memory of the hill, and the valley. Where the land meets the sky… Falling into the sky and the place if only this brief twilight time!!
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Author: Hudley Flipside
Welcome to Hudley Flipside’s “The Seminary Of Praying Mantis Publishing.”
Praying mantis shows me her story of life, death, and rebirth. For me she is an image or symbol of the divine in all things. I watch the praying mantis in my garden and have taken her image as my logo. She is an amazing little creature, and I relate to her connection to nature. We are both wild and part of this strange world. She is a part of my mythology as I am part of hers.
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