Tuesday, 6 October 2026

Riga Aviation

Riga Aviation
Riga said build me a plane. I want it made of metal. Not plastic. Alloy and stainless steel. I want it to be cool. Cool like me. Not as small as me though. It can be small but terrible! I want it to be a single seater. With room for Pedro if he behaves. It has swept back wings thirty five feet across and is forty foot long. The wings and tail are swept. For speed. I want it to have a turboprop up front of 4,500 shaft horsepower. And a top speed of over six hundred in level flight. Able to reach almost seven hundred in a dive. Almost supersonic. The sweet spot. Let my plane take me up high. To over fifty thousand feet. And climb ten thousand a minute. So I touch Heaven where celestial Angels roam. My bird is a war bird. When war comes it will do war. With twin 30mm cannon in the nose. Carrying four 1000 pound bombs or four rocket pods or four Sidewinder air to air missiles or guided missiles. Small and lethal like me! I like my plane either silver or sky blue. I have have two of them. One either colour. Built for me. But you can have one if you want. I like to fly up high. Or soar over the valleys chasing my own shadow. Nothing in life is like this. Care to join me for a loop and roll?
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Friday, 2 October 2026

Blue Boxes – Stories About Sarah Nick Armbrister cover reveal!

Wednesday, 30 September 2026

‎3 Strong Chix - Riga, Juniper's Daughter and Sarah

Juniper's Daughter Shifting

The witch knew things were shifting all the time. It was the nature of all things. Even an asteroid in space was shifting on a trajectory. Time was linear. It only went forward. Unless you had advanced alien god type technology. Or you were a witch with a flying disc. Juniper's Daughter had such a disc. She travelled backwards or forward. Several times going back in time. Then she stopped wicked acts or saved those who needed saving. Her spell craft could reach into the future. The intent mattered. A spell could be time dated. Working only when programmed to do so. This was the joy of spell craft. Alien astrophysics was related. All were advanced sciences. Normal science hadn't yet discovered the workings of witchcraft. Alien technology was only on the hands of a chosen few. Juniper's Daughter was one of the few with her own ship. This was from inside an Egyptian pyramid long ago. Now it belonged to her. The witch here on Earth battling Satan and his dark deeds. For now. What would the future bring? Her victory of course!

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Sarah Devs

Sarah met Satan many times on the battlefield. He was responsible for war and death. This was to fill Hell with souls. Battle led to many deaths and the Devil profited. Sarah saw the acts herself. Enemy fighters who enjoyed killing. She saw a Scottish fighter who had killed four hiding civilians in a border town. This was after they were murdered. After being tortured. Death was a welcome release. She filed their injuries away in her head. Sarah didn't catch the torturer. He was killed indirectly in an artillery barrage. Distant death falling swiftly. Sarah wondered how the dead torturer was doing in Hell with his boss? Her was acts were as bad. They were different. It was the reason and intent. She did it for her country England not Satan or enjoying it. If she didn't fight the enemy would invade and take over. That was simple. Acts of war stopped further war. Nipped it in the bud. The aura death was noticeable. She could tell the difference between the tortured and a sniper kill. There was a dark negative energy that lingered. Did that contribute to ghosts? Maybe. Later in her short life Sarah would fight the Devil in an even bigger battle. Then she wouldn't be alone...

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Riga Feels

Riga was beyond mad

My daughter was under it

The Red Chinese bomb

I will drop six on you!

To get even my daughter

No longer here

Do you know how I feel?

Do you know what I will do?

Not just drop nuclear bombs on you

I will get even

Riga sees Riga do

You will soon see

For my dead daughter!

Under a Red China bomb

Soon now…

Sunday, 27 September 2026

revisiting Riga Aerospace by Brian Von Blimp (Author)

revisiting

Riga Aerospace

by Brian Von Blimp (Author)

Join Riga in her new book. Her story continues as a galactic explorer in her flying saucer and also as a pilot. She flies planes and choppers. Feel the thrill of looping the loop and exhilaration of flight. No other joy or activity equals this. This is what Riga thinks. Climb aboard for the journey of a life time. A sharp mind and mood control is needed for planetary travel and navigating difficult flights. She finds herself in other situations too. Compare your life to Riga's. Are you her and is she you?

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Wednesday, 23 September 2026

sarah new stories war nukes and more

Sarah Pointed

Sarah once had an Air Force lover. They met in a Manchester bar between one of the many wars. He was off duty. She was too though she was armed. Drunk dangerous and armed. This was how it was. Young soldiers were expected to know all things. That included being responsible. Sarah was that. She met Rudy in the Northern Quarter. Sarah took him to a small room she rented. It was a long walk to Oldham. John and Lee were doing a deal. The gal was having some fun. She had her needs. Her friends were out of bounds. A nice thirty something pilot wasn't. He was a decade older than the soldier. Her weapon was an old ex-army SA80. His was a slightly outdated Typhoon jet fighter. He told Sarah all about the coming war with France. Told her to stay away from the cities and towns. Go to the hills he urged. Our leaders are scared. So are the French. The UK civil war was bad. This will be worse. There's no way to stop it. The Frogs refuse to talk about the fishing dispute. All we do is threaten. It won't end well. Enough of that the gal said. Buy me a drink. Buy me six drinks. Make love not war baby. Take me flying in your jet. Just you and me. Show me how you kiss the clouds. Loop the loop with me baby. This they did in a small room in central Manchester in-between the many wars. Would they remember this time? The brown-haired gal and the blond-haired flier. Twin flames ignited by a love of country and desire for the other.

Time passed and the bombs fell. He was later killed in the UK/French nuclear war. His Typhoon strike fighter disappeared over Paris. Almost a hundred million people died in that week-long war that needed up nuclear. Sarah missed Rudy on occasion. They were both soldiers. The only difference was she was still alive.

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Sarah Escals

Sarah remembered after the nuclear exchange. That was the understatement of forever. Hundreds of warheads launched. Dozens of millions killed. Many towns and cities destroyed. Untold millions more injured or with radiation sickness. The biggest human tragedy ever. That anybody survived was a miracle. Most people were suffering. Fallout depended where you were located. The way the wind blows. You had to be there and survive to know what it was like. The UK landmass with three independent nations was decimated. It was a mini apocalypse. Imagine it was the full global nuclear arsenal. Sarah missed her dead family members and friends. She daydreamed of a happy life. Married with kids. It was a fairy tale. Survival mattered. Sarah's soldiering skills and access to weapons did. As did the support of John and Lee. Only by steel determination would they live. A gun was always close. You have to endure into know. This event changed all things. A final war. Yet conflict would continue. This time the enemy would be absolutely top dog. More than all the others combined. Satan. He would try to win this battle. A final fight. Was Sarah or her other fighters aware? Luckily help would arrive. A witch with powers off the chart. A new friend indeed for Sarah and the rest...

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