It's finally not that cold
It's finally not that cold
And once again I am wondering who the heck is the user !_! that mysteriously comes and goes and never posts but is here a LOT!![]()
Our task must be to free ourselves by widening our circle of compassion to embrace all living creatures and the whole of nature and its beauty
~Albert Einstein
I am thinking the brighter side of this headache is that I got to see the early morning today.
I sang of leaves, of leaves of gold, and leaves of gold there grew.
I just love these hospital dramas.
"...if you weren't smart enough to get a pedophile in a dress to put a small amount of water on the child’s forehead, then what the eff did you think was going to happen?
Thank you, Maddy, I was beginning to wonder about myself and my burning quest about this !_! business! And good luck with that dinner you described above -- you made me smile about that!![]()
Our task must be to free ourselves by widening our circle of compassion to embrace all living creatures and the whole of nature and its beauty
~Albert Einstein
I sent my Soul through the Invisible,
Some letter of that After-life to spell:
And by and by my Soul return'd to me,
And answer'd "I Myself am Heav'n and Hell :"
Blog: Rubaiyats of Lote-Tree and Poetry and Tales
how the hell do you work this sight!!!
going to have a shower
"Come away O human child!To the waters of the wild, With a faery hand in hand, For the worlds more full of weeping than you can understand."
W.B.Yeats
"If it looks like a Dwarf and smells like a Dwarf, then it's probably a Dwarf (or a latrine wearing dungarees)"
Artemins Fowl and the Lost Colony by Eoin Colfer
my poems-please comment Forum Rules
Writing with only one simple plot is so much easier than trying to fit five different versions of one story into one plot.
...queiro pollo y papas fritas por favor, con bistec,
muy muy hot sauce,
my room smells like bananas...
"Yes, madam, I am drunk. But in the morning I will be sober and you will still be ugly."
-Winston Churchill
I'm thinking about sunday... That will be the day when I'm moving out from my childhood home![]()
Little Lotte thought of everything and nothing. Her hair was golden as the sun's rays and her soul as clear and blue as her eyes.
Gaston Leroux - The Phantom of the Opera