BEGIN:VCALENDAR VERSION:2.0 PRODID:-//InvisionCommunity Events 4.7.23//EN METHOD:PUBLISH CALSCALE:GREGORIAN REFRESH-INTERVAL:PT15M X-PUBLISHED-TTL:PT15M X-WR-CALNAME:RMWorkCalendar NAME:RMWorkCalendar BEGIN:VTIMEZONE TZID:Europe/London TZURL:http://tzurl.org/zoneinfo/Europe/London X-LIC-LOCATION:Europe/London BEGIN:DAYLIGHT TZOFFSETFROM:+0000 TZOFFSETTO:+0100 TZNAME:BST DTSTART:20250330T020000Z RRULE:FREQ=YEARLY;BYMONTH=3;BYDAY=-1SU END:DAYLIGHT BEGIN:STANDARD TZOFFSETFROM:+0100 TZOFFSETTO:+0000 TZNAME:GMT DTSTART:20251026T020000Z RRULE:FREQ=YEARLY;BYMONTH=10;BYDAY=-1SU END:STANDARD END:VTIMEZONE BEGIN:VEVENT SUMMARY:Halloween GOOD NEWS CALENDAR DTSTAMP:20250619T110553Z SEQUENCE:0 UID:343-5-c3fe8195a3dde498d013e477e2142422@aalbc.com ORGANIZER;CN="richardmurray":troy@aalbc.com DESCRIPTION:\n \n October 31st Halloween\, Oct 31st to Nov 1st is Samha in\, mid september equinox to december solstice\n \n\n \n The time of fin al main harvest before the winter. look at this dog\, the ghost:) https:/ /0512-97.tumblr.com/post/631277935457878016\n \n\n\n\n \n  Story 1\n \n\ n \n https://aalbc.com/tc/blogs/entry/261-halloween-art-or-text-craft-par ade-good-news-blog/?do=findComment&\;comment=957\n \n\n \n Story 2\n \ n\n \n https://aalbc.com/tc/blogs/entry/261-halloween-art-or-text-craft-p arade-good-news-blog/?do=findComment&\;comment=958\n \n\n\n\n  \n\n\n\ n STORY 1\n\n\n\n  \n\n\n\n \n\n\n\n \n \n This was the party I planne d for months to attend. You have to realize\, this woman is so sexy\, and is a star trek addict.  So\, I usually am weak in the knees when I am aro und her. But she talked about the Halloween Party of the year the second day we met\, three month ago. I love Mr. Spock too\, but I will be blunt. I never saw a Vulcan as sexy as her.  \n \n \n\n \n \n  \n \n \n\ n \n \n So\, here I am. I am prepared to the party. I am dressed as a r ed shirt\, willing to die tonight. I gave her a text and she said she was at the porch with friends. At the stairwell\, I glanced at a Cheetara\, n ot really complete\; in truth she was more like Fairuza Balk\, and I had an issue looking away from her cute face.  \n \n \n\n \n \n  \n \ n \n\n \n \n It didn’t help me that she had a healthiness around her heart. As a gentleman\, I smiled and she spoke to me. She said: “hi\, m y name is Mikaela\, will you tell me about your world?”  \n \n \n\n \ n \n I replied\, placing out my tricorder: “I come from earth in this collection of planets called the federation. But I arrived to this planet on a ship called the Enterprise” \n \n \n\n \n \n “Do you want m e to escort you around my planet?” \n \n \n\n \n \n “why not\, let’s try up there” \n \n \n\n \n \n We walked up the stairs and guided through the collectives of various people. At the top of the stars \, we saw a guardian. \n \n \n\n \n \n  \n \n \n\n \n \n I spok e in shock to my guide: “who is this\, the tricorder says she is full of diakente energy” \n \n \n\n \n \n The guardian twirls and s aid: “I am Sailor Andromeda\, can I be of assistance\" \n \n \n\n \n \n I reply: \"I have a guide from this world\, escorting me around. I am trying to get to the porch\, see what the mountains are like” \n \ n \n\n \n \n Sailor Andromeda replied: “I will help\, follow me”  \n \n \n\n \n \n So\, we three went to the porch. And I saw my choco late Vulcan\, kissing a male Vulcan. It occurred to me\, I never asked her about her private life. I assumed because she never said. I tried to ushe r my party away but she saw me\, and waved. So\, I used my tricorder and v entured to her party. I must admit\, the greetings didn’t help me. And\, I recall little of the Vulcan I wanted’s smile or the smiles of the t wo other guys that joined us\, one to embrace Sailor Andromeda\, or the ot her to embrace my original guide. We ate food\, under the moon. We moved o ur clocks back. And at the end\, I hugged all three beautiful women. And w ent home alone. But I remember the night well because I saw my new neigh bor for the first time. And\, she happened to want someone to watch her s tar trek collection. \n \n \n\n \n \n Thank you for reading\, if you want to read more of my work read below\n\n Poetry or More\n\n https:/ /www.kobo.com/ebook/poetry-or-more-1\n\n Bookbub\n\n https://www.bookb ub.com/profile/richard-murray-16885e64-6c28-459e-bf5f-45c7d458ce49\n\n A ALBC\n\n https://aalbc.com/tc/blogs/blog/29-richard-murray-hearth/\n \n \n\n\n\n  \n\n\n\n STORY 2\n\n\n\n  \n\n\n\n It is the night when the s eason is between the equinox in September and the solstice in December. Th e woods are dark or cool. The spirits of indigenous warriors are allowed u nder the Hunters Moon to inhabit the crows. The march of the pumpkins alwa ys arrives through night mid-September equinox or December solstice\; they are filled with spirits of children killed before born by the hand of fat e. But\, in this rare night\, the crows found assistance in the crows.\n\n \n\n \n \n \n \n \n \n \n \n \n\n\n\n Usually\, pumpkins h ave to travel far in the night to get their inner souls released. Most hum ans these days don't allow pumpkins to be housed for souls\, cutting shape s that the spirits can naturally induce. But the spirits in the crows unde r the Hunters Moons know. And they choose pumpkins to free their spirits\; they choose based on how courageous a pumpkin is. One of the pumpkins sel ected was the first to reach the top of the hill\, any hop forward and it will slide down.\n\n\n\n \n \n \n \n \n \n \n \n \n\n\n\n It tried to help the crows break it free by glowing as much as possible. E ventually\, it became free and then absent the pumpkin shell\, became a li ght in the sky. Like all others who became free\, it lifted high enough to be seen as a star in the sky by anyone on the ground. And\, per fate\, a young witch noted the spirit in the sky\, like a star.\n\n\n\n \n \n \n \n \n \n \n \n \n\n\n\n She flew up into the sky and met the spirit and asked it\, in an ancient tongue: \"young spirit\, I lost my ab ility to have children in an accident but I will love to be your mom\, if we work together\, I can help you get a body\"\n\n\n\n  \n\n\n\n The spir it reply: \"Thank you\, I didn't expect to be gathered by a human. I have been on the march for hundreds of years\, since Wounded Knee\"\n\n\n\n  \ n\n\n\n The witch opened her mouth and the spirit came inside. She slowly descended on her broom with a brightness\, and went into her home for a cu p of coffee. After a bath in herbal salts\, she leaves her home\, and sits on the grasses outside her home with a cup of coffee. Butterflies flied a bout her solar brightness in the evening\, a new mother with a child honor ed by the warriors.\n\n\n\n \n \n \n \n \n \n \n \n \n\n\n \n The End\n\n\n\n Thank you for reading\, if you want to read more of my work read below Poetry or More https://www.kobo.com/ebook/poetry-or-more- 1 Bookbub https://www.bookbub.com/profile/richard-murray-16885e64-6c28-4 59e-bf5f-45c7d458ce49 AALBC https://aalbc.com/tc/blogs/blog/29-richard-m urray-hearth/\n\n\n\n  \n\n DTSTART;VALUE=DATE:20251031 DTEND;VALUE=DATE:20251102 RRULE:FREQ=YEARLY;INTERVAL=1 END:VEVENT END:VCALENDAR