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Marlene S Thornton's
books for sale
All books are 8 inches by 11 inches
Combed at ends with graphics
Published and copy wrighted
By Ouijigirls Studio
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Books will be delivered to you; as soon as the money is accepted through your bank to mine
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I will give a small Chapter of each book

Diselutes Play
It has plays in it and Poetry.
Diselutes actual play is a play on Modern day Shakespeare
There is going to be a movie made of it.
Poetry and recipes made into poetry.

Here is a briefing of it:

Diselute’s Play

Pistecho:

Have mercy child
For I hear you're crying fear
Timbers low and know
That each creature has
It’s own skin
God speaks in many angers
With out sin
I fear
My maiden dear.

Be fare with your self
Oh Pistecho has lain
For you a far in his mind
Come to me my dear lady
Be my fairest oh so true
Not oh maiden Diselute.


Diselute:

Crisp clear visions
Of jasper rings
Frolicking melody's
From afar the tartar.

How long my dear faro?
How long shall we wait?
This fate
That streams low below
Our waiting call
Where love shall never fall.

Pistecho:

My fair soon maiden child
Not to be with out
A broken sorrowed heart.

How do thou weep?
Shiver not
Nor bow down
To love’s now frown.

Diselute:

My fair lad
I hath lingered plentiful
Times of now are troubled
Not quite to supple.

Lay me down in true of love
So we may fornicate the trust
That truest of love may enter near
The path where angels now do fear.


Within mine eyes
From a far to near
We shall envelope
This one true love
Formed again from the God above.

The Earth shall once more see
The first release
Truest of first love’s energy.


Pistecho:

Caption a star
Of father toed my fair lady
To place upon the fairies down
Where love shall always be found.

For thou Pistecho
Has not laid
On eyes to another
Sense our births time
Of my truest Diselute’s
Love’s divine.

To the morrows history
Shall be read
That true love was truly blessed
For ever more
From ancient Lords.

Challenge thee quickly
With open arms
May we now pray?
For tranquilities motion
Of tomorrow’s love’s devotion
124 Pages
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Primadonna
This is a book of poetry and plays
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Plastic Mind

To the ones that cry and mourn so low
To all the children we all love so
Why God put them on this Earth
To suffer for all they are worth
Nobody will understand
What they go through in their land.

People hold their heads so high
While parents
Children and others die
If you lived through it just one day
What do you think you would say?
Think about it by your self
Would you cry out loud?

They watch their children cry and die
Hoping tomorrow brings some daylight
People doesn't have a care
All the money they could spare
They would rather through away
Then make a person another day.
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Natures Gourmet Cook

No matter how you feel
You can't steal
Loves realm
It is too mighty
With its grasp
Of loves aftermath.

Electrical sharp images
Of the way I see it
Pure gentlemen’s love
With out a doubt
You send to mend my broken heart.

Although rather mystically intriguing
It's love your stealing
From a wondering heart
That's already fallen apart

From the very start.

Maiming with destinies time
I think of you and I
By each others side
Like castles in the morning sand
When the rain falls down
The dew hits the ground
With a powerful sound.

The snow interludes
As we mingle into times that jingles
Intrusions that frees
Our open peace.

The tongue of life
Feels so awe strickenly delightful
As you kiss me soft
Soft and low.

This book also includes the Play Diselute
103 Pages
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Moon Drops

This is a book on a study the author started doing when she was a teenager on the difference between Witch Craft and Satanism.
She also took courses in college with Dr GreenOn the subject
Yo uwill find a lot of information in this one.
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Here is some information on pendulums

Taken from what I have learned form others
October 28th 2001

The pendulum is put on a string or chain.
The person or operator concentrates on words then wants it to answer yes or no. No means a circular motion. Yes would be a line.

The pendulum is ran by the sub conscious mind so it is very good to clear the level of information going into or out of your brain.

Witches use this form also as an ouiji board to find people on maps.
It is highly dangerous.
They also use it over the alphabet like the ouiji board.
Some times used over a map to find treasure
It will be a series of 100 pages
The first novel is finished
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Lily of the Valley
Includes recipes turned into fun poetry
The real meaning for polyamorie
More poetry and maybe even a short story
A scary play and more
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A small part of one of the plays

The Black Smith

This is a poem like play of a lady named Ms Cassandra.
An amazing once before Black smith
Friend Sir David, and he has many names.

The character in the story is the entire black smith.

Ms. Cassandra died, and Sir David loved her.

She is now coming back as a ghost to ask for his mercy.
So she may be freed from Satan's grips.

When Ms Cassandra died, Satan stole her jeans.
If she can get his help, she will be freed
From the beast.

Ms Cassandra:

Mister bell bewailed in chains
Cast my evil pass
Through clearer meadows down
May I not frown?

Ghostly nights do challenge me well
In this substance cast in Hell
Falling angels does they wail cry
Like rain
In this dead cage where I lay
In this dead mans pain and grave.
102 Pages
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Lost and Found


Novel is on recipes of the authors turned in to poetry.
A scary play in which author is putting a piece of the play here for you too see.
Plus much more
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~~~ The Devils Play ~~~

Devil:

Go my child
Dear yearling one
Temp me
To your unwanted wounds
Within your womb.

Guidance:

But father
For I folly want
Is to walk away
I n the woods to play.


Devil:

If you solemnly say
So my child
Go to the store for me
Buy me a shovel
For my needs.

Guidance:

So help me father
I have walked a many a mile
For you I shall go
Down that lonely road.

Devil:

Off with you then'
It doesn't take all day
Head your way now
Before it becomes dark
Where monsters are.

(Guidance heads out)
There is no money needed
She returns with a shovel
Hoping that
There is no trouble.

Devil:

How many newly
Dead children did you have
Fun along your way?
For there I see
Shining colors within your eyes
Like babies lullabies


As capturing as a picture
You smile
Go to the manly oak tree
In the wood
Sing me a tune there
A child's song so I may hear
you from afar
Apart from the orchard sounds
I know you will be around.

Guidance:

Play father I shall
beside the old oak tree
Playing restfully and in peace.

(Guidance leaves)

There is a knock at the door.

Devil:

Come in
Come in this adoring day
Lovely as you are
In satin bow
You are Satin toy
That angels must rejoice.

Come meet my acquaintance?
I bow to thee
Like I would from afar
Under falling stars.

106 Pages
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Torches and Stones
The author was studying the ancient Maruc Aruilus and wrote some poetry on him.
He ruled the world in ancinet times
With his word of poetry
Also included more recipe poetry.
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Here is one stanza form a poem I wrote
I want to keep the wording down on the page
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Marcus Aurelius – the once philosopher-emperor of Rome

Marcus Aurelius
The Roman emperor Marcus Aureoles
Was the only true philosopher?
King of the history of the world
He gave his word
Pure yet harsh
Gargoyles fastened their stay
Unicorns danced in the Earth’s mage.

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Chicken Noodle Soup
From Mars

Take a whole small chicken
Add some pepper
To make it light as a feather
A ¼ cup of chicken stalk
Seasoning salt a lot to the taste
Do not forget a bunch of garlic
In which nothing can replace
To make it scream
In a lot of water it needs
Add bay leaves prefer the powder kind
Yet you can make up your own mind
If it is a leave come on add some thyme
To give the chicken soup rhyme.

While the children play
Sing the old man farmer parade
Was he the one that brought the chicken?
Good luck and happy lichens

Once all tender and soft to the touch
Take the meat off
Add a couple hand full of carrots
How ever many you feel then cherish.

It makes no big ordeal
Come on now
You know you must share it
Celery all chopped and merry
Don’t let the soup wait
Sing a tune that’s cheery

For goodness sakes
Do not forget to take away the bones
Or you might turn your family
Into chicken clones

Allow to boil to give the soup love
Usually shimmering on low
That of fire
Four hours then fill your family’s bowls
With chicken gold
Made for a king you see.
111 Pages
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Phantom Rose
it is a book made for the church
To show Authors appreciation for what they have done for her in the past.
Recipe poetry and more.
Words make a great gift to others.
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The recipes are all homemade from the author.

All the poetry recipes are edible.

So don’t let the inner words cause a problem.

Food is a form of art in its self.The poem I am putting up is not a recipe one
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Morals of a Mazes

Holy chariot
Rise
Of all true noble guardians
Through tears of light
I call, I cry.

Masquerading seasonal gardens
Mourn
Near waterfalls in butterfly stalls
Shall I weep no more
On God’s gardens pure?

Blow the wind my way
So I may lay down to pray
Within your guards
A ceremonial sound.

I am a garden
That shall spring back
Within prayer
When you follow me near
I shall always be here.

Oh chariots of inner peace
No dessert tears
Of lonely years
May take you away
From me now
For I have seen the light
True brightness lingers
Past a foreign maze
Within this garden’s
Homestead stage.

Shall I fade away
Into sunset kisses?
I shall cry no more
Within your golden altar’s door

104 Pages
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Phantasia
This is one of the authors books that only cost 9.00
Cause it a chap book
PoetryI am giving no showing of this book
To keep the space down
69 pages
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The chap book or any of my work can be ordered right through paypal directly to
marsbar0007@hotmail.com
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All Donations will go towards the building a person house that burnt down.
The family lost every thing.
You can make a donation as low as a dollar at the bottom of page






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________DEDICATED TO ALL THE WOMAN OF THE WORLD EXPECIALLY YOU MOM________Now that your dead I hope you took that head
That was man made
From crucifieing my mother on the cross
For five years
Jesus died
My mother just cryed.

Now that your gone mom
Now that your gone
I am going to sing my song
FOr those womans needs
That every woman never did you wrong
I will show you too
That I know your right
I draw my images of you
In artist views
Please mom come more back
One more time
Then you turned in your death cave
In your grave
You turned to show me that you hath died
With no tears but bones
You also left me all alone.

I have had twent more or odd souls
Die in five years
I fear my life goes on
They are the lucky ones
Not us
Thanks a bunch dear Lord
Take me home
Where I belong.

I gave my eye glasses
when I was smaller to the Afgan
They were happy
When they got the news
Mactaquac girl
Payed there way form the church
Where she did pray
They took those glasses to the queen
In AFganastan
We brought a Afracian man
TO Mactaquac
TO spread his prophet ways
Into our outdoor Mactaquac way
We prayed out doors
Like going to a way good out door show
Speakers and all
He led are way
Into another day.

Give the Afganastan way
It shall return in seven years
Just dammit give a dime
To all the crime.
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There is no woman even in *AFGANASTAN* went through what you did.
Not one!It is all womans fault way you had that operation!

Buying the Artist Work will help the needs of Afganastan
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Writer is giving most of it to them :)

I had the Afgan Lady email me.
She looks out for all the woman there.
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Expain that it was sent through
Marlene S Thornton
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I plan on going there to help rebuild.
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They are in need of camera's and seeds.
Wood to build houses and large garden boxes.
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Generaters for electricty's
Walkie talkies
Un wanted TV'S
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Maybe a water comany to go there
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Christmas Tree's
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Tobacoo leaves to plant in the boxes
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pigs and cows
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I am not kidding
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Donate to Help Rebuild Afganistan and the Holy Land.
I am working with the ladies of Afgan, they need all our help.
They sent me a review on my book with there needs.
Money can be sent straight too:

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The Afghan Women's Mission
260 S. Lake Avenue
PMB 165
Pasadena, CA 91101
USA
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