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Now we can cross the Shifting Sands

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L. Frank Baum, the author of the beloved Oz books, eventually moved to Hollywood, California in 1910 primarily to pursue his interest in the burgeoning motion picture industry and to work on film versions of his stories.

Despite his success as an author, Baum also experienced financial struggles, including bankruptcy, and was also dealing with declining health in his later years.

Baum's later life was marked by attempts to adapt his works for the stage and screen, although his efforts with the Oz Film Manufacturing Company weren't entirely successful, according to Encyclopedia.com.

Baum died in his Hollywood home, Ozcot, on May 6, 1919. The cause of death was a stroke, possibly related to long-term heart problems and complications from a previous surgery. Reportedly, Baum's last words were to his wife: "Now we can cross the Shifting Sands".

Title It What You Want (when I’m dead)

Emerald stone fascination
He crossed the shifting sands
From mead to celluloid
Hearts do break from struggle
And obstinate world…cruel

From fantasy to reality
He crossed our skies, dreamed
And composed for child fascination
All we could not see ourselves
When desire killed him

In Hollywood, no less
A writer and would be filmmaker
Ready to translate love in words
To the projected skies.
There he rests, unfinished.

Hollywood breeds dreamers
and kills them.
Don’t turn your back on anyone
When you aspire above station
To gift an unrepentant world.

If fantasy be reality, unknown,
Unwitnessed and unavailable.
Give us your words to consume.
Your love doesn’t mean anything
Until your demise is tragedy.


Respect for the dead.
7.18.25

Sorry. Mailed it in. Morose is what you get.
Now, copy and paste and save to track.

 

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She said to meet her here.

Still waiting…

BOOK

Rolling Through Intersections  (18+) A nothing from nowhere cast his words to a world wide wind, hindered by periphery. #1149750 by Brian K Compton

Attornies are standing by…to take your money. Ghouls.