Juniper's Daughter upward

Juniper's Daughter Upward

The witch went to the peak. It was a gray day with high cloud cover but no rain. She wore a yellow dress with oranges on it. A simple image of nature. On here feet were leather sandals. She spent two hours ascending. The trail was rough and not well defined. She used a compass and the sun.

When on top she took on the view. It was flat. Around this the sides dropped away often steeply. She nodded and drank some water. With a clap of her hands she was ready. Sparks came forth. A green glow surrounded her. Visible in daylight. Up above clouds increased speed. A wind blew ruffling her hair. Her skin was sensitive. She smiled. It was time.  

"I am here. Where are you Ruth? Come to me. I know you are close. The reality is different though. We send you regards and best wishes."  

A silence descended and the wind increased. It took her breath away. It became audible buffeting her. She shifted her stance. Her power still worked.

On the horizon a bright pinpoint of white light appeared. It zipped right and left. What was it? Then up and down before stopping. It moved closed and erratically like a marble down a slope.  

Juniper's Daughter focused on it. She whispered incantations and clapped her hands. The orange increased and pulsed. Her dress clung to her revealing her full figure. Her nipples were there. Her skin had goose bumps.  

The light was suddenly in front of her. A white green red flash erupted. It went on and on. Pulsating lights those colours. She shielded her gaze. The light brightened. She shut her eyes. It was still visible flickering and pulsating. Like a dozen nuclear bombs.  

Then it stopped. The witch opened her eyes.  

"Ruth! Oh my goodness. You are here...'  

"Yes, Juniper's Daughter. I am here. One witch meeting another...'  

"Its been a long time. Much has changed...."  

The meeting of witches began atop the windy peak....

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erotic poems etc

READ IN APP Starship Trip Celestial navigation and star maps were cool Taking me to where you are Or where I thought you’d be Where we should be Different reality Plotting my course to you Will you be there accepting Or stamp on my toes saying NO! Time will tell distance travelled Plotted coordinates far away other side Blackness of space super-hot white suns Others burning different colours elements As you and I are elements from the stars See you soon my dear this planet or the next //////////////// Variances Variances are set up in the dashboard Like lovers are set up in my life Each one leaving a different effect There’s the illegal lover of cinnamon There’s the legal lover of aniseed There’s my first cousin who sucks There’s my pilot who is all mine There’s my neighbour who can’t escape Several and another all lined up at my door Waiting for me to finish the current one Hang fire ladies Jimmy’s almost done Plenty of time to get it on and down I collect gals of a certain type If you’re one come and apply ///////////////// Your Legs See the gal in the hot shorts Look at the legs oh yes Nice form of shape I want to touch them Rub my tongue over them Get a taste for her Portent for what is later Events to happen Will happen her and I The curvy legs oh there See another in a skirt Just a nice but later The first will cum with me Right now I’m with this one Her friend can watch Know what it’s like For some experience Is gained by observing I observe the sexy legs She wears glasses Is my type a librarian Half my age hehe Way it’s meant to be Move on from the others Events like this Oh babe your legs... ///////////////// Jankers Captain in charge saw his soldier Was doing double guard duty He wasn’t having any of this He pulled his soldier You can’t do double duty Not on my watch There is your weapons drill It can’t be missed or else I’ll put you on jankers Polishing the floor with a toothbrush Advise your other duty it’s cancelled I will check up on you To make sure you do this Monitor your duty and drill If I catch you it’s jankers for sure Consider this a warning...

Riga Sparrows

 

Riga Sparrows

Riga told Pedro. It's inappropriate to SAY/ VERBALIZE to people/ French gal what your boundaries are, instead u DO it (for u have a wife and u have me unless otherwise u want another lover online whom u want to fantasize with and call ur war/aeroplane wife). U are implying that there's an on-going issue between u and ur partner. Being loyal shouldn't be reminded to people like our age.

 

Scenario is the same as when u told ACME peeps about Denzel’s suicidal attempt. What if Denzel finds out about it, he'll get mad for sure. Learn how to filter and know its impact if u don't. I'm just saying this because I truly care. I'm not only here as your hiking partner/ mountain wife/ or whatever u wanna call it. I'm still here bec I care and not messing up with your emotions to fulfill my desires and what not. I'm just being clear here.

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Blue Boxes – Stories About Sarah by Nick Armbrister (Author)

 Well I suppose I better tell some stories. My name is Sarah. I am a soldier. Not in a regular army though I have worked with them several times. That was in the UK civil war when Scotland and Wales went for independence. I was involved from the beginning. It was fraught with difficulty. Our weapons were old. This is part of my story. I never got my fairy tale life of a loving husband, our kids, a home and a job. Instead I was forced to be a soldier. It was fight or die. What would you do?

https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0HLTBPTB2

https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/2116466

starship love

Starship Trip  

Celestial navigation and star maps were cool  

Taking me to where you are  

Or where I thought you'd be  

Where we should be  

Different reality  

Plotting my course to you  

Will you be there accepting  

Or stamp on my toes saying NO!  

Time will tell distance travelled  

Plotted coordinates far away other side  

Blackness of space super hot white suns  

Others burning different colours elements  

As you and I are elements from the stars  

See you soon my dear this planet or the next

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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Blue Boxes – Stories About Sarah Nick Armbrister cover reveal!

 Blue Boxes – Stories About Sarah Nick Armbrister cover reveal!

‎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…

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?

https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0GRXFD1D7?lv=shuf&channelId=500&plpRedirect=mhFallback

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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Riga Spin Spin

 

 

 

Riga Spin Spin

Riga pushed the throttle

Forward back forwards back

Feet on the brakes

Nosing forwards on the runway

Prop a whirling whirring sliver blur

Powerful inline piston engine

An absolute fucking roar of what?

This Messerschmitt fighter so alive

Painted three shades of pretty blue

Gal in the cockpit a small thing

Not insubstantial just sat there

This amazing machine was living

Living on the runways waiting

To ascend into its lair the sky

There life real life took over

Into the sky always forever eternity

Come on little Riga fly!

Your Messerschmitt needs air

To live be alive oh so living up there!

 

some of my varied books with my name and my pen names

 some of my varied books with my name and my pen names 

https://www.amazon.com/dp/B08FP25JGF

https://www.amazon.com/dp/B09QHJ7NDW

https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0932Q3L7D

https://books2read.com/u/bpLqol

https://books2read.com/u/49BLRM

https://books2read.com/u/bO8nNJ

more poems hehe

 

Love It

So you will resign and leave the company

You sent.me a msg saying this

I replied I may leave the same day

If the job I went for is fine

Many issues remain

Those don't matter here

What matters is that we

Could've been pilots

It never happened with you

Or any other two or three

I'm very patient and will wait

See you in future planes

All the time on the world

 

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Ascend new job soon/matters more than this crap one/you wanna my job?

 

 

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Stood

Listen to the clack of the train

On the metal tracks

Lulls you to sleep

Distracts you cleaning your rifle

That will wait it's a long trip

From the rear to the front lines

Wonder if they'll bomb the train?

We do it to them reciprocate it?

I forgot who started this war

I do my bit not to end it

For I like doing what I do

Being a soldier has rewards

You would never understand

 

 

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Crossing

Crossing on green

I walk across

You drive across

Half a metre

Miss me bastard!

You get my finger

Happy Xmas motherfucker!

 

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Move on get on live/stuck past by life, let her go!/what to do in life?

riga flying

 

‎Riga Flighting

‎There is something brilliant about writing about Riga's character and aerospace themes. Riga fits flying like a plane does the sky. Purely there. Not imagination or illusion. Real and existing. To fly not only takes a dreamer. It takes an organized mind. Not just marvelling at the sky but to work out fuel fractions, alternate routes, airmanship. Critical thinking and being proactive allowed for this. As did being a competent leader. These stories are among my best. I myself lack her detailed forward thinking. How would my plane fly compared to hers? Would I impact the mountain and she land safely? We are best flying together. Riga as my guide. If it's a single seater it'll get cosy. Her skills will get us there in one piece. What if there's an emergency? No worries. Riga is my pilot. She has plans aplenty. The wing falls off. Riga will get us down safely. How is that? Is she a witch too hehe? Riga the pilot.

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‎Riga Single Seaters

‎Riga liked to fly single seat flying machines. She had quite a list. All were cool. They included:

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‎A red and yellow single seat aerobatic helicopter

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‎A green coloured rag wing biplane

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‎A sky blue swept wing small jet fighter

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‎A low wing varnished fabric monoplane 

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‎A small flying saucer sports model

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‎Riga flew all of these low over the river plain. By the mountains she pulled up or flew down the winding valley. It was such fun! And safe. For Riga was flying. 

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the riga project

 

the riga project tracks is nick armbrister(bvb brian von blimp)/anjelo guitarist

nick writes the short stories/poems and anjelo does the guitar tracks. nick combines the two. 

the words to ai audio and adds the music then uploads the video with an ai image to rumble and substack. his riga project is under review due to erotic content lol. 

there are 10 completed riga series books on amazon and other sites.

riga project t shirts are also an option. 

links

a riga book

Riga Events Propagate
Join Riga as she flies her flying saucer to different planets. She also flies her plane and grieves after her lover…www.amazon.com

a track
https://rigaproject.substack.com/p/riga-301-1-with-music-and-pic

riga project urls
https://www.youtube.com/@rigaprojectbvb66613
https://rumble.com/user/Riga_Project
https://bsky.app/profile/riga-project-bvb.bsky.social
https://substack.com/@rigaproject

for Riga project pix front shirts

adult poems lol

 

Send me some money/what is this for? Guns drugs sex/all the good things babe 

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Chinky Gal

Every body wants something from someone else

Getting fucked or fucked over

You wanted money from your ex-lover

Your ex-lover wanted to fuck you

Both of you using the other an even exchange

 

This went on for months till you ended it

Saying you wanted more money

He refused saying it’s that or nothing

What did your decision bring you?

Your ex-lover meets other lovers

 

To replace you in and out of bed

Did you meet a new rent payer?

You the gold-digging slut who uses men

Who in turn use you and your body

A fine example of a Chinese female

 

Living away from her husband

Working in a mid-range job

Sending back money for her son

You get lonely and rent is high

There are many men who want to fuck you

 

But not all will pay your rent

Choose wisely dear gold-digger

Shanghai isn’t the province

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Well Then

Joy Division fridge magnet

What will Ian Curtiss think?

He'll turn in his grave

It's all rock n roll

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Where Now

Always looking for the next best thing

The gal in the white shorts

Spelling of coconut and almonds

Did she find the thing she wanted?

Will you take the new job?

I'll take the gal if she asks me

Don't approach unless committed

There was a boss who expanded

Made his company bigger

All was fine till he got greedy

It went from there

Skimming the books

Off shore accounts

He got caught and we knew

People like that will fall

Like my uncle you all know him

He was the president

Where is he now?

 

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It Is

Time to go native

And walk the road

Same as the locals do

 

Give me some new glasses

So I can observe

 

All that is around me

I will not blend in

See them all lined up

 

Waiting for the off-world ship

New story new planet hey

 

West a silver ring

Your father's gift

Before the wars and event

 

Where is your dad now?

He was aboard a different ship

 

That's a different story

Go forth make your own

Nobody had your back

 

Except yourself and God

All is to be written

Including where we go next

 

Later tell me how it is

 

Riga Finals by Brian Von Blimp

Riga Finals

by Brian Von Blimp

This is book ten in the Riga series and the last for now. Till when? Riga goes on her exploits both on Earth in more mundane settings and also in outer space with her flying disc. The writing is in the usual flash fiction style with a section of poems. Pedro gets a mention. He and Riga were brought together and interacted. Whether is was positive or negative is for you to say. Riga does her duties to help others and the Universe in different realities. If you see a small gal who is focused on her task it will be her. Do not trigger her! Her time is never enough for her many tasks. Follow Riga in her latest escapades. Work and erotic settings are included. All what we find in life and more. Wish little Riga luck. She will return in future. Will you miss her?

https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0HHQQZ32X

https://books2read.com/u/3yBOxB