Their mirrors reflected wondrous images. Among them were holy men washing the feet of beggar men & the women who keep the fires burning dancing a fantastic dance, millions of them & more but numbers do not go up that high, especially where numbers don’t count at all.
The Nuclearmind of Scott Utley
At www. Nuclearmind.blog .... SIX YEARS AGO, I WAS APPROACHED (ACCOSTED REALLY) BY DR. APRILIA ZANK, PhD., WHO ASKED ME TO HELP SUPPLY MATERIAL FOR UNDERSERVED YOUTH IN DEVELOPING NATIONS JUST COMING ONTO THE WORLD WIDE INTERNET FOR A NON-PROFIT REACH OUT & TEACH EFFORT. I SAID, "OF COURSE".
DR. APRILIA ZANK is a lecturer for Creative Writing and Translation in the Department of Languages and Communication at the Ludwig Maximilian University of Munich, Germany, where she received her PhD degree in Literature and Psycholinguistics for her thesis THE WORD IN THE WORD Literary Text Reception and Linguistic Relativity. She is also a poet, a translator, editor & mixed media artist.
THE BLOG ADDRESS ABOVE REPRESENTS SOME OF THE MATERIAL I HAVE WRITTEN FOR NUCLEARMIND, WHICH IS USED AS A "TEACHER'S AID" BY EDUCATORS ALL OVER THE WORLD.
PLEASE ENJOY, FRET OR CONDEMN ANYTHING YOU WISH. WHATEVER YOU ARE THINKING I WILL MOST LIKELY PICK UP OVER THE ETHERNET. WHETHER YOU HAVE A KIND-SPIRITED SOUL OR A MEAN-STREAK A MILE LONG, I WILL LAUGH . PLEASE FEEL FREE TO MAKE ME LAUGH.
FOR A MORE DETAILED BIOGRAPHY PLEASE SEE: www.scottutleycom
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