The shot from Sarajevo that history...
Article by today's New York Times
http://www.nytimes.com/2014/06/27/world/europe/in-sarajevo-gavrilo-princip-set-off-world-war-i.html?_r=0
Saturday, June 28, 2014
Wednesday, June 25, 2014
thrive
I am addicted to madness, I crave it's chaos...
I desire it's pleasure, I succumb as I am enticed
I indulge in the Euphoria...I thrive in this satisfaction
A drive so intense, I am paralyzed in its presence...
Restless in an unrelenting Ecstasy...
b
e
my Victim,
come and lay on my heart and beat as One
I desire it's pleasure, I succumb as I am enticed
I indulge in the Euphoria...I thrive in this satisfaction
A drive so intense, I am paralyzed in its presence...
Restless in an unrelenting Ecstasy...
b
e
my Victim,
come and lay on my heart and beat as One
Spread love everywhere you go. Let no one ever come to you without leaving happier
If everyone is happy with you,then surely you have made many compromises in your life. And if you're happy with everyone, surely you've ignored many faults of others.
Monday, June 23, 2014
Brake Before Dawn
A true and unconditional surrender to a destined fate. Place trust within your path...timid lives walk narrow lines, and soon before they know it, the lines vanish and life has past on by....
Saturday, June 21, 2014
F.
From our beginning...up until our Demise,
We walked this Earth, on our two legs
Used our tongue, Spoke our words
Spread our truth, which resembled lies
Broke the rules, managed the lines
Had some babies, grew old...shortly before we died
A
L
L
in all
in search
of the biggest lie
h
o
w
love is that key tool, that fixes
Broken Souls,
Curing all disenchanted lives
Dream like a romantic dreamer,
Drink my wine, get drunk with me on the idea
of
love and all its tales...
We walked this Earth, on our two legs
Used our tongue, Spoke our words
Spread our truth, which resembled lies
Broke the rules, managed the lines
Had some babies, grew old...shortly before we died
A
L
L
in all
in search
of the biggest lie
h
o
w
love is that key tool, that fixes
Broken Souls,
Curing all disenchanted lives
Dream like a romantic dreamer,
Drink my wine, get drunk with me on the idea
of
love and all its tales...
Humility is the True Equalizer
NOTHING humbles One's Soul, Character, Mind and Identity
as when
their Spirit is Scalded,
their Ego gets Crippled,
their Pride is disfigured
and
their Dignity is harmed or threatened...
Through sheer chance of unfortunate circumstance.
w
h
a
t
Goes around, will find you.
Once it finds you, it will sink its teeth and feast on you....
and So, the Unleashed Lions shall feed their hunger upon
Such a disgraced carcass, a hollow shell
Much the way your self regard lived its existence.
as when
their Spirit is Scalded,
their Ego gets Crippled,
their Pride is disfigured
and
their Dignity is harmed or threatened...
Through sheer chance of unfortunate circumstance.
w
h
a
t
Goes around, will find you.
Once it finds you, it will sink its teeth and feast on you....
and So, the Unleashed Lions shall feed their hunger upon
Such a disgraced carcass, a hollow shell
Much the way your self regard lived its existence.
Maya Angelou, "Caged Bird"
A free bird leaps
on the back of the wind
and floats downstream
till the current ends
and dips his wing
in the orange sun rays
and dares to claim the sky.
But a bird that stalks
down his narrow cage
can seldom see through
his bars of rage
his wings are clipped and
his feet are tied
so he opens his throat to sing.
The caged bird sings
with a fearful trill
of things unknown
but longed for still
and his tune is heard
on the distant hill
for the caged bird
sings of freedom.
The free bird thinks of another breeze
and the trade winds soft through the sighing trees
and the fat worms waiting on a dawn bright lawn
and he names the sky his own
But a caged bird stands on the grave of dreams
his shadow shouts on a nightmare scream
his wings are clipped and his feet are tied
so he opens his throat to sing.
The caged bird sings
with a fearful trill
of things unknown
but longed for still
and his tune is heard
on the distant hill
for the caged bird
sings of freedom.
Maya Angelou, “Caged Bird”
on the back of the wind
and floats downstream
till the current ends
and dips his wing
in the orange sun rays
and dares to claim the sky.
But a bird that stalks
down his narrow cage
can seldom see through
his bars of rage
his wings are clipped and
his feet are tied
so he opens his throat to sing.
The caged bird sings
with a fearful trill
of things unknown
but longed for still
and his tune is heard
on the distant hill
for the caged bird
sings of freedom.
The free bird thinks of another breeze
and the trade winds soft through the sighing trees
and the fat worms waiting on a dawn bright lawn
and he names the sky his own
But a caged bird stands on the grave of dreams
his shadow shouts on a nightmare scream
his wings are clipped and his feet are tied
so he opens his throat to sing.
The caged bird sings
with a fearful trill
of things unknown
but longed for still
and his tune is heard
on the distant hill
for the caged bird
sings of freedom.
Maya Angelou, “Caged Bird”
Friday, June 20, 2014
What Would Jeremy Do?
Go to jail, most likely.
Courtesy Stockton....!
Thank You very much.
https://www.facebook.com/stocktonpolicedepartment
P.s.
Thank You Jeremy Meeks
Mr Gun Felon.
Courtesy Stockton....!
Thank You very much.
https://www.facebook.com/stocktonpolicedepartment
P.s.
Thank You Jeremy Meeks
Mr Gun Felon.
Thursday, June 19, 2014
I
Funny.
How yesterday seemed so significant and earth shattering...yet, as I look back and reflect on yesterday...I see a day that ultimately (in the big scheme of things) is insignificant and completely blown out of proportion with how and where my mindset was.
Here is to my yesterday, a foolish day...that taught me many lessons...most importantly how to overcome adversity...and just as relevant, develop a faith in my ability to strengthen my Patience. Had it not been for my yesterday, I would never be able to appreciate today!
ps
What was I thinking?
How yesterday seemed so significant and earth shattering...yet, as I look back and reflect on yesterday...I see a day that ultimately (in the big scheme of things) is insignificant and completely blown out of proportion with how and where my mindset was.
Here is to my yesterday, a foolish day...that taught me many lessons...most importantly how to overcome adversity...and just as relevant, develop a faith in my ability to strengthen my Patience. Had it not been for my yesterday, I would never be able to appreciate today!
ps
What was I thinking?
Wednesday, June 18, 2014
How to Improve Sex Life
Not any one method is a full proof technique...but at least there might be one or two that seem to work for most.
Would you like to Find out which unlikely thing can boost your chances of improving your sex life?
In news that is liable to break your brain with shock, I now present you some recent research about sex. Are you ready to have your world thrown into a tizzy from which the likelihood of recovery is days away?
A new study has found that those who have a television in their room get twice the action than those who do not. Is your mind confused by this revelation? Or are you one of those people who have a TV and totally agree that this is just completely obvious?
The very important research looked into the relationships of 2,431 people to see how the TV affects their sex life, if at all. Of those surveyed more than half (2/3) firmly believe that their sex life was "healthier" because they had a television in their bedroom, and 50% of that group were totally stoked that they could watch their favorite show while having sex. I mean, let's be honest here, people, getting it on would be far more exciting if you had Stabler and Benson in the background solving some SVU crime. This isn’t even up for a debate, actually.
As for the 26 percent of people who opt out of having a TV in the bedroom, they're of the belief that a television would interfere in their sex life, and, presumably, are happy without it for this reason. But those who are all for the TV in the bedroom, 37 percent of them claim that it allows for improved sex lives because, and I'm sure you already know where this is going based on the fact that people are all about watching telly mid-sex, they can watch "erotic" movies together. As any owner of a television in the bedroom will tell you, porn has a higher rate of being more effective on the libido when it’s watched in the bedroom — the couch just doesn’t cut it.
However, not everyone with a television in the bedroom is watching dirty movies. In fact, 29 percent said their partner would put something "boring" on and this would lead them to feel distracted during sex. I'm not sure how even the nightly news could be even remotely boring during sex, because Brian Williams makes everything better, but, hey, it takes all kinds.
A very wee percent of just 14 responded to the survey saying that the television in the bedroom brought them "closer together" with their partner, and it is these people that we should all fear becoming. If a TV is the glue that keeps your relationship going strong, then it might be time to check into some couple's therapy or just call it quits.
What it comes down to is that people love their television. A 2012 study found that the average Brit spends nine years of their life watching TV, with three of those years being spent on repeats and "rubbish." Of course "rubbish" is subjective, but either way that's time you don't get back. But if you're having sex every time you watch TV, as some of these people might be doing, then by the time you're old, you will have nine years of your life spent having sex, too. Being able to say you've had nine years worth of sex just might be something of which to proud, although honestly, you may want to leave out the fact that it was all done during the "quality" programming of E! and Lifetime movies.
"Have This In Your Bedroom? You're Probably Getting Laid More!"
By Amanda Chatel
Would you like to Find out which unlikely thing can boost your chances of improving your sex life?
In news that is liable to break your brain with shock, I now present you some recent research about sex. Are you ready to have your world thrown into a tizzy from which the likelihood of recovery is days away?
A new study has found that those who have a television in their room get twice the action than those who do not. Is your mind confused by this revelation? Or are you one of those people who have a TV and totally agree that this is just completely obvious?
The very important research looked into the relationships of 2,431 people to see how the TV affects their sex life, if at all. Of those surveyed more than half (2/3) firmly believe that their sex life was "healthier" because they had a television in their bedroom, and 50% of that group were totally stoked that they could watch their favorite show while having sex. I mean, let's be honest here, people, getting it on would be far more exciting if you had Stabler and Benson in the background solving some SVU crime. This isn’t even up for a debate, actually.
As for the 26 percent of people who opt out of having a TV in the bedroom, they're of the belief that a television would interfere in their sex life, and, presumably, are happy without it for this reason. But those who are all for the TV in the bedroom, 37 percent of them claim that it allows for improved sex lives because, and I'm sure you already know where this is going based on the fact that people are all about watching telly mid-sex, they can watch "erotic" movies together. As any owner of a television in the bedroom will tell you, porn has a higher rate of being more effective on the libido when it’s watched in the bedroom — the couch just doesn’t cut it.
However, not everyone with a television in the bedroom is watching dirty movies. In fact, 29 percent said their partner would put something "boring" on and this would lead them to feel distracted during sex. I'm not sure how even the nightly news could be even remotely boring during sex, because Brian Williams makes everything better, but, hey, it takes all kinds.
A very wee percent of just 14 responded to the survey saying that the television in the bedroom brought them "closer together" with their partner, and it is these people that we should all fear becoming. If a TV is the glue that keeps your relationship going strong, then it might be time to check into some couple's therapy or just call it quits.
What it comes down to is that people love their television. A 2012 study found that the average Brit spends nine years of their life watching TV, with three of those years being spent on repeats and "rubbish." Of course "rubbish" is subjective, but either way that's time you don't get back. But if you're having sex every time you watch TV, as some of these people might be doing, then by the time you're old, you will have nine years of your life spent having sex, too. Being able to say you've had nine years worth of sex just might be something of which to proud, although honestly, you may want to leave out the fact that it was all done during the "quality" programming of E! and Lifetime movies.
"Have This In Your Bedroom? You're Probably Getting Laid More!"
By Amanda Chatel
Tuesday, June 17, 2014
Who Wants a Toy?
The father of five children had won a toy at a raffle. He called his kids together to ask which one should have the present.
"Who is the most obedient?" he asked. "Who never talks back to mother? Who does everything she says?"
Five small voices answered in unison. "Okay, dad, you get the toy."
"Who is the most obedient?" he asked. "Who never talks back to mother? Who does everything she says?"
Five small voices answered in unison. "Okay, dad, you get the toy."
Move, no You Move
This is the transcript of an actual radio conversation between a US naval ship and Canadian authorities off the coast of Newfoundland in October 1995. The Radio conversation was released by the Chief of Naval Operations on Oct. 10, 1995(.not sure if this part is true)
US Ship: Please divert your course 0.5 degrees to the south to avoid a collision.
CND reply: Recommend you divert your course 15 degrees to the South to avoid a collision.
US Ship: This is the Captain of a US Navy Ship. I say again, divert your course.
CND reply: No. I say again, you divert YOUR course!
US Ship: THIS IS THE AIRCRAFT CARRIER USS CORAL SEA*, WE ARE A LARGE WARSHIP OF THE US NAVY. DIVERT YOUR COURSE NOW!!
CND reply: This is a lighthouse. Your call.
US Ship: Please divert your course 0.5 degrees to the south to avoid a collision.
CND reply: Recommend you divert your course 15 degrees to the South to avoid a collision.
US Ship: This is the Captain of a US Navy Ship. I say again, divert your course.
CND reply: No. I say again, you divert YOUR course!
US Ship: THIS IS THE AIRCRAFT CARRIER USS CORAL SEA*, WE ARE A LARGE WARSHIP OF THE US NAVY. DIVERT YOUR COURSE NOW!!
CND reply: This is a lighthouse. Your call.
Lose an earring?
A man meets up with his old friend....
And notices that his friend is wearing an earring.
Man: "When did you start wearing an earring?"
Friend: "Ever since my wife found one in my car."
Man: "When did you start wearing an earring?"
Friend: "Ever since my wife found one in my car."
Sunday, June 15, 2014
Is Santa Claus Real?
Well, that's a complicated question to answer. Why? Because! Because there is NO fat old white guy dressed in a Red suit that sneaks in the homes of people with Christmas trees and places presents underneath that tree during the late hours of December 24th/early hours of December 25th.
Nope. Sorry to ruin that for you.
But...there is Spirit associated with Saint Old Nick! And, there is a sincere effort to select items appropriate to the gift receiver...by people who truly care and love you.
I agree, gift giving isn't a foolproof technique in sharing our appreciation...after all, material things...are just that, material things...the fact is, the Best Things in Life are NOT Things.
So, the final answer is Yes, there is A Santa Claus...it's just that it's not who you think it is.
(And there is a North Pole...Caribou do migrate there...and Article Foxes and big bad Polar bears live there too...but not Fat old Men).
Also, the whole naughty or nice list (it doesn't really exist!)
It seems everyone gets Christmas presents....
Nope. Sorry to ruin that for you.
But...there is Spirit associated with Saint Old Nick! And, there is a sincere effort to select items appropriate to the gift receiver...by people who truly care and love you.
I agree, gift giving isn't a foolproof technique in sharing our appreciation...after all, material things...are just that, material things...the fact is, the Best Things in Life are NOT Things.
So, the final answer is Yes, there is A Santa Claus...it's just that it's not who you think it is.
(And there is a North Pole...Caribou do migrate there...and Article Foxes and big bad Polar bears live there too...but not Fat old Men).
Also, the whole naughty or nice list (it doesn't really exist!)
It seems everyone gets Christmas presents....
Friday, June 13, 2014
Runaround Sue
"Runaround Sue"
Here's my story, sad but true
It's about a girl that I once knew
She took my love then ran around
With every single guy in town
Ah, I should have known it from the very start
This girl will leave me with a broken heart
Now listen people what I'm telling you
A-keep away from-a Runaround Sue
I miss her lips and the smile on her face
The touch of her hair and this girl's warm embrace
So if you don't wanna cry like I do
A-keep away from-a Runaround Sue
Ah, she likes to travel around
She'll love you but she'll put you down
Now people let me put you wise
Sue goes out with other guys
Here's the moral and the story from the guy who knows
I fell in love and my love still grows
Ask any fool that she ever knew, they'll say
Keep away from-a Runaround Sue
She likes to travel around
She'll love you but she'll put you down
Now people let me put you wise
Sue goes out with other guys
Here's the moral and the story from the guy who knows
I fell in love and my love still grows
Ask any fool that she ever knew, they'll say
Keep away from-a Runaround Sue
http://m.youtube.com/watch?v=fzO6krwjlIM
Here's my story, sad but true
It's about a girl that I once knew
She took my love then ran around
With every single guy in town
Ah, I should have known it from the very start
This girl will leave me with a broken heart
Now listen people what I'm telling you
A-keep away from-a Runaround Sue
I miss her lips and the smile on her face
The touch of her hair and this girl's warm embrace
So if you don't wanna cry like I do
A-keep away from-a Runaround Sue
Ah, she likes to travel around
She'll love you but she'll put you down
Now people let me put you wise
Sue goes out with other guys
Here's the moral and the story from the guy who knows
I fell in love and my love still grows
Ask any fool that she ever knew, they'll say
Keep away from-a Runaround Sue
She likes to travel around
She'll love you but she'll put you down
Now people let me put you wise
Sue goes out with other guys
Here's the moral and the story from the guy who knows
I fell in love and my love still grows
Ask any fool that she ever knew, they'll say
Keep away from-a Runaround Sue
http://m.youtube.com/watch?v=fzO6krwjlIM
Wednesday, June 11, 2014
A Poet's Dying Eros
How I do adore your youthful jubilant outlook on the romanticism of life's journey...translated through a well engineered mind.
Cruelly victimized by an unseen chance of the here and now. Like a snake lurking in the dark, it strikes without warning...wrapping us up and swallowing us whole...leaving only the ash from our bones. Our unquenched thirst once again faults us before such treason against our desire. Falling prey to this vice that stricken our hearts, pillaging our passions, corrupting our character and devouring our souls. My, my...how my appetite growls in such glorious anticipation...as I gently stroke your soft flesh beneath my carnal craving for an indescribable and unspoken eager rapaciousness that quells my vengeful lust. Manic and impulsive, I flee this realm and dream of another...one in which time and space never existed. Save this dying star, taste is light...feel it's warmth, bask within its comfort.
i die alone, on a far away hole...stuck between two realms, all in the same dream. Each day, I feel my walls crumble...to endure this world's inadequacies, draining my very essence of its fighting spirit. I long for the taste of your vitality, strengthening my might....furthering my never ending compulsion.
f
e
e
d
from my quintessence...I am that dying star in your heaven
far
high
And
beyond
I am my own prisoner, trapped behind an unexplained obsession...waiting my chance to feast upon your iridescent glow
A Flow
straight
To a paradise
That I once dreamt
Tuesday, June 10, 2014
Two Halves, two logical outcomes
Our culture has accepted two huge lies.
The 1st is that if you disagree with someone's lifestyle, you must fear or hate them.
The 2nd is that to love someone means you agree with everything they believe or do. Both are nonsense.
You don't have to compromise convictions to be compassionate.
Rick Warren
The 1st is that if you disagree with someone's lifestyle, you must fear or hate them.
The 2nd is that to love someone means you agree with everything they believe or do. Both are nonsense.
You don't have to compromise convictions to be compassionate.
Rick Warren
How healthy are Blueberries?
Very Healthy.
So healthy that big PHARM had paid dollar to keep A Tufts study on Blueberries under wraps. Well, this link is an article based on the study.
Grab a bowl of blueberries and enjoy the read!
http://www.sciencedaily.com/releases/2007/11/071106122843.htm
So healthy that big PHARM had paid dollar to keep A Tufts study on Blueberries under wraps. Well, this link is an article based on the study.
Grab a bowl of blueberries and enjoy the read!
http://www.sciencedaily.com/releases/2007/11/071106122843.htm
I Would Do Anything
A student comes to a young professor's office hours.
She glances down the hall, closes his door, and kneels pleadingly."I would do anything to pass this exam," she says.
She leans closer to him, flips back her hair, and gazes meaningfully into his eyes. "I mean," she whispers, "I would do anything..."
He returns her gaze, "Anything?"
"Anything."
His voice softens, "Anything?"
"Anything," she repeats again.
His voice turns to a whisper. "Would you ... study?"
She glances down the hall, closes his door, and kneels pleadingly."I would do anything to pass this exam," she says.
She leans closer to him, flips back her hair, and gazes meaningfully into his eyes. "I mean," she whispers, "I would do anything..."
He returns her gaze, "Anything?"
"Anything."
His voice softens, "Anything?"
"Anything," she repeats again.
His voice turns to a whisper. "Would you ... study?"
Saturday, June 7, 2014
A Letter to God
If I wrote a letter to God:
Dear God,
Imaginary or not, we need help. We lie, we cheat and we steal...and we do it in your name. We fight and We kill...everyday, all in your name. Many believe in one, a few believe in many and the rest believe in none...one way or another, only you can sort that one out. We repress, we regress and we digress...yet almost all our fights revolve around you, because of you or as a result of you. We created money to make us into gods. Money gives us power, money builds us wings....but money will never make us wiser, nor any more empathetic and sensible. With that power, we...Man has starved this world of rhyme, compassion and sense. We, us...Man has built bombs to destroy this planet...our only home, a thousand times over!!! Our planet, our home is on the verge of becoming this galaxy's first toxic location...by our own design. Terms like segregation and suppression seemed to be justified through the usage of our strengths and fallacies. Strength creates corruption, corruption leads to imbalances...imbalances yield this, that and everything else that I see. Domination and occupation seem to be EVERY civilizations Right of Passage. God(s) does not behave like this. God's creation shouldn't behave like this. Children of God, should never be in a position of self doubt, self hate or tempted to poison a young, prosperous and passionate home. How did it all become like this? Either Man is your worst creation, or You're Man's Greatest.
Sincerely,
Yours Truly...
K
ps,
My Words may fall on deaf ears...or ring true in every home.
O
N
E
thing is certain
Everything needs to change!
Dear God,
Imaginary or not, we need help. We lie, we cheat and we steal...and we do it in your name. We fight and We kill...everyday, all in your name. Many believe in one, a few believe in many and the rest believe in none...one way or another, only you can sort that one out. We repress, we regress and we digress...yet almost all our fights revolve around you, because of you or as a result of you. We created money to make us into gods. Money gives us power, money builds us wings....but money will never make us wiser, nor any more empathetic and sensible. With that power, we...Man has starved this world of rhyme, compassion and sense. We, us...Man has built bombs to destroy this planet...our only home, a thousand times over!!! Our planet, our home is on the verge of becoming this galaxy's first toxic location...by our own design. Terms like segregation and suppression seemed to be justified through the usage of our strengths and fallacies. Strength creates corruption, corruption leads to imbalances...imbalances yield this, that and everything else that I see. Domination and occupation seem to be EVERY civilizations Right of Passage. God(s) does not behave like this. God's creation shouldn't behave like this. Children of God, should never be in a position of self doubt, self hate or tempted to poison a young, prosperous and passionate home. How did it all become like this? Either Man is your worst creation, or You're Man's Greatest.
Sincerely,
Yours Truly...
K
ps,
My Words may fall on deaf ears...or ring true in every home.
O
N
E
thing is certain
Everything needs to change!
Leonard
Woof Woof! The perky pooch's voice crowed...
Meow, Meow my mournful mind responded...
I heard my tone, stern and direct shout out:
"Shush!" Grrrrrrrrrr. "My head hurts, hush!"
I shouldn't have drank so much,
and turn my day into a zombie's walking nightmare disaster.
Like a flock of birds, my thoughts just scattered into the sky...
South they go...
And out of sight.
I bridged my word to meet my mood
"My Little Mutt"
Such a lovely mess...
"Must you? Why do you?"
Hush..........
"Treat"
Like pirate's parrot
Perched over a shoulder
That magic word
Changed everything.
As if a switch had been flipped.
Meet my shadow, he's a tamed and evolved wolf
Looking to be fed and pampered...
Just like so many that I know.
In my car, or at my home.
Hush little baby, come and snuggle
Allow me the pleasure, and greet my devil.
Meow, Meow my mournful mind responded...
I heard my tone, stern and direct shout out:
"Shush!" Grrrrrrrrrr. "My head hurts, hush!"
I shouldn't have drank so much,
and turn my day into a zombie's walking nightmare disaster.
Like a flock of birds, my thoughts just scattered into the sky...
South they go...
And out of sight.
I bridged my word to meet my mood
"My Little Mutt"
Such a lovely mess...
"Must you? Why do you?"
Hush..........
"Treat"
Like pirate's parrot
Perched over a shoulder
That magic word
Changed everything.
As if a switch had been flipped.
Meet my shadow, he's a tamed and evolved wolf
Looking to be fed and pampered...
Just like so many that I know.
In my car, or at my home.
Hush little baby, come and snuggle
Allow me the pleasure, and greet my devil.
Friday, June 6, 2014
Lemons and Limes
This life brought nothing much but a bunch of LIMES...be as it may, my creative mind rearranged those letters until I saw life SMILE.
I met this woman
She caught my blind eyes...
one
D
R
O
P
dead gorgeous fox...
Crazy Smart and Fun!
She willed a path down a broken road,
Freed from her repressed prison...
She ran,
Far,
Fast
and
Furious
In a whirlwind...
Right On past me.
I
watched her fall
Hunched before me, on this earth
A tear dragged its lonesome trail
Down her flushed cheek
before it found its home
In, beneath both her feet
My hand
Firm,
Direct
and
Deliberate
Took hold of her confused soul
Wouldn't you know it
Up she stood
Tall,
Strong
and
Soon to be confident
My silent way, my quiet life...
I am thee
and The Only One
I know your thoughts, I feel your pain
I have been revived
By your daunting lust and desire
Piercing forward....
Upward
and
Onward!
Resurrecting
My debilitated castle.
Transforming its flawed cauldron
Into a euphoric Majestic cloud
Floating up and to a heaven
Yet to be discovered
one
D
R
O
P
dead gorgeous fox...
Crazy Smart and Fun!
She willed a path down a broken road,
Freed from her repressed prison...
She ran,
Far,
Fast
and
Furious
In a whirlwind...
Right On past me.
I
watched her fall
Hunched before me, on this earth
A tear dragged its lonesome trail
Down her flushed cheek
before it found its home
In, beneath both her feet
My hand
Firm,
Direct
and
Deliberate
Took hold of her confused soul
Wouldn't you know it
Up she stood
Tall,
Strong
and
Soon to be confident
My silent way, my quiet life...
I am thee
and The Only One
I know your thoughts, I feel your pain
I have been revived
By your daunting lust and desire
Piercing forward....
Upward
and
Onward!
Resurrecting
My debilitated castle.
Transforming its flawed cauldron
Into a euphoric Majestic cloud
Floating up and to a heaven
Yet to be discovered
Thursday, June 5, 2014
Female Dentists
The female dentist pulls out a numbing needle to give the man a shot of Novocain.
"No way! No needles. I hate needles" the patient said…
Fine! Then the dentist starts to hook up the nitrous oxide and the man objects…
"I can't do the gas thing. The thought of having the gas mask on, just suffocates me!"
The dentist then asks the patient if he has any objection to taking a pill.
No objections at all, the patient says, "'I'm fine with pills."
Great! The dentist then returns and says, "Here's a Viagra."
The patient says, "Wow! I didn't know Viagra worked as a pain killer!"
"It doesn't" said the dentist, "but it's going to give you something to hold on to when I pull your tooth Out."
"No way! No needles. I hate needles" the patient said…
Fine! Then the dentist starts to hook up the nitrous oxide and the man objects…
"I can't do the gas thing. The thought of having the gas mask on, just suffocates me!"
The dentist then asks the patient if he has any objection to taking a pill.
No objections at all, the patient says, "'I'm fine with pills."
Great! The dentist then returns and says, "Here's a Viagra."
The patient says, "Wow! I didn't know Viagra worked as a pain killer!"
"It doesn't" said the dentist, "but it's going to give you something to hold on to when I pull your tooth Out."
Cats N Dogs
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-- Robert A. Heinlein
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-- Robert A. Heinlein
The Secret to Enjoying Good Red Wine
1. First, Open the bottle to allow it to breathe.
2. If it looks like it's not breathing, give it mouth-to-mouth.
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2. If it looks like it's not breathing, give it mouth-to-mouth.
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Wednesday, June 4, 2014
I Said, 'Where'?
A couple had two little boys ages 8 and 10, who were EXTREMLY mischievous. They were always getting into trouble and their parents knew that if any mischief occurred in their town, their sons would get the blame.
The boys' mother heard that a clergyman in town had been successful in disciplining children, so she asked if he would speak
with her boys. The clergyman agreed, and asked to see them individually.
So, the mother sent her 8-year-old first, in the morning, with the older boy to see the clergyman in the afternoon.
The clergyman, a huge man with a booming voice, sat the younger boy down and asked him sternly, "Where is God?" They boy's mouth dropped open, but he made no response, sitting there with his mouth hanging open.
The clergyman repeated the question. "Where is God?" Again, the boy
made no attempt to answer. So the clergyman raised his voice some more and
shook his finger in the boy's face and bellowed. "Where is God!?"
The boy screamed and bolted from the room. He ran directly home and dove
into his closet, slamming the door behind him. When his older brother found him
in the closet, he asked, "What happened?" The younger brother, gasping for breath, replied, "We are in big trouble this time! God is missing and they think we did it!".
The boys' mother heard that a clergyman in town had been successful in disciplining children, so she asked if he would speak
with her boys. The clergyman agreed, and asked to see them individually.
So, the mother sent her 8-year-old first, in the morning, with the older boy to see the clergyman in the afternoon.
The clergyman, a huge man with a booming voice, sat the younger boy down and asked him sternly, "Where is God?" They boy's mouth dropped open, but he made no response, sitting there with his mouth hanging open.
The clergyman repeated the question. "Where is God?" Again, the boy
made no attempt to answer. So the clergyman raised his voice some more and
shook his finger in the boy's face and bellowed. "Where is God!?"
The boy screamed and bolted from the room. He ran directly home and dove
into his closet, slamming the door behind him. When his older brother found him
in the closet, he asked, "What happened?" The younger brother, gasping for breath, replied, "We are in big trouble this time! God is missing and they think we did it!".
Discover
Broke.
There was a time in my life, that it all looked great. Life was here, life was there...life was sprouting everywhere...all the grandeur, all that promise!
It seemed like it was in my best of interest. It seemed like a fortuitous option. So, I bled my body dry...used my blood, and signed my spirit over to the devil...
Tricked.
I was high jacked and pillaged. I was confined and imprisoned behind a tall wall of crooks, thieves and judges. They stole my soul, the robbed my thoughts, my prayers and all my wisdom...left me there, on the side of the road to rot my flesh in front of a dreaded sun.
Rekindled.
My heart, still beating...I stood to my feet...
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Step at a time, a walked my mile...gaining strength with each succeeding stride. I found my shade, regained all my strength. I began to understand 'The Why' and 'How'...as I watched my salvation evolve before my very eyes. Understanding why I was here, and how that created the strength I used to stand there.
I found my old life, lost in the pocket of the devil. With a smirk on his face, I reached deep inside, taking hold...taking charge...and reclaiming my only birth given right.
My Life.
There I was, with my life...my destiny in my own hands.
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An Option, I would keep my lesson...for it fed my new found strength.
Never to spare the cost it took to walk that necessary mile.
There was a time in my life, that it all looked great. Life was here, life was there...life was sprouting everywhere...all the grandeur, all that promise!
It seemed like it was in my best of interest. It seemed like a fortuitous option. So, I bled my body dry...used my blood, and signed my spirit over to the devil...
Tricked.
I was high jacked and pillaged. I was confined and imprisoned behind a tall wall of crooks, thieves and judges. They stole my soul, the robbed my thoughts, my prayers and all my wisdom...left me there, on the side of the road to rot my flesh in front of a dreaded sun.
Rekindled.
My heart, still beating...I stood to my feet...
O
N
E
Step at a time, a walked my mile...gaining strength with each succeeding stride. I found my shade, regained all my strength. I began to understand 'The Why' and 'How'...as I watched my salvation evolve before my very eyes. Understanding why I was here, and how that created the strength I used to stand there.
I found my old life, lost in the pocket of the devil. With a smirk on his face, I reached deep inside, taking hold...taking charge...and reclaiming my only birth given right.
My Life.
There I was, with my life...my destiny in my own hands.
g
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An Option, I would keep my lesson...for it fed my new found strength.
Never to spare the cost it took to walk that necessary mile.
Nonfiction
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- Albert Einstein 1879-1955
Tuesday, June 3, 2014
Woops
Woops, don't fall.
http://m.youtube.com/watch?v=jUgQCrQ1Czo
Woops again.
http://m.youtube.com/watch?v=UBwpbkvgCI0
http://m.youtube.com/watch?v=jUgQCrQ1Czo
Woops again.
http://m.youtube.com/watch?v=UBwpbkvgCI0
Monday, June 2, 2014
100 Questions, 100 Answers
All answers are All one hundred % percent True....and all about yours truly
And if you're reading this...you must really want to know....
So, you want to get to know me...
Why not, I'm a cool cat.
1. Name? Starts with K (and don't you forget that!)
2. Male or Female? Shield and Sword
3. Were you named after anyone? Yes, my paternal grandfather.
4. Does your name mean anything? In a parallel universe, it means chewing gum and kicking arse.
5. Nicknames? Dean, Deano, Dauber, Dean Delicious....just to name a few.
6. What do you think you look like name wise? How about Leonides.
7. D.O.B? (Once upon a time) My birthday would fall around the weekend of the Super Bowl, well up until about a decade ago...now it's in February (it still bothers me that the game has been switched...I feel gypped!).
8. Place of birth and current location: for all intents and purposes, lets say New York
9. Nationality: Greek Blood, U.S.A passport
10. Astrology sign: Winter Air Sign.
11. Chinese astrology sign: I'm a Cat.
12. Religion: I would most accurately describe my religious affiliations as Spiritual, NOT Religious...thank you for not believing.
13. What is your favorite smell? Love the scent of Spring. Especially in the sunny cool morning.
14. Political position? Politicians are crooks in the pockets of those that can afford them. We need to start to tar and feather these greed infested viruses of humanity.
15. What do you prefer to drink in the morning? Tea. With a little lemon and honey.
16. Hair color + eye color: brown hair, brown to hazel eye color.
17. Do you look like anyone famous? When I was younger, I had a faint resemblance to some guy named Antonio Banderas.
18. What do you look like? As if I would be highly efficient in moving heavy furniture.
19. Any unusual talents? Unusual, no. Talents, sure....I got a couple.
20. Righty, Lefty, or Ambidextrous? Right.
21. Gay, Straight, Bi, or Other? Straight.
22. What do you do for a living? I was hoping to answer Left. I work for hot housewives and old retired guys.
23. What do you do for fun? Exercise, read, haunt EP. I also love my Blog! Nearing fifty thousand readers in over eighty countries. Here is my Link:
www.RelationshipFromASingleEye.blogspot.com
24. What are your favorite art materials to work with? I build my art with words.
25.What kind of materials would you like to work with? My iPad works fine.
26. Have you met your grandparents? All of them, plus two great grandparents.
27. Boyfriend /Girlfriend: I have a few girlfriends.
28. Crush: Maybe.
29. What celebrity would you date if you could? I bet Sarah Silverman would be fun and crazy....but I am so, not paparazzi friendly....it would be tremendously disastrous.
30. Current worries? Current curiosities more so than worries. When will my time in NY be up.
31. Favorite online Guy/Girl: She knows.
32. Favorite place to be? Quiet woods by a lake.
33. Least favorite place to be? Traffic jams.
34. Do you burn or tan? I am Greek, I can tan...I just don't go out to meet the sun.
35. Ever break a bone? Maybe when I got hit by a pick up truck (I never bothered going to get an X-Ray, so I don't know).
36. What is your favorite cereal? I prefer other foods (I like foods that feel filling).
37. Person you cry with? I don't cry.
38. Any sisters? Yes! One, super special awesome hounding kind.
39. Any brothers? Never had the pleasure.
40. Any pets? Not at the moment, but I would love to have a cat.
41. An Illness? I have awesome health.
42. A Pager? What's this question? Circa 1993?
43. A Personal phone line? No ground phones, other than work.
44. A Cell phone? My cell is an old school flip phone.
45. A visible birthmark? Nope.
46. A Pool or hot tub? Hot tub, so much better when in company of someone worth the intimacy.
47. A Car? Looking to upgrade.
48. Personality: A conundrum.
49. Driving: Fast, aggressive and efficient.
50. Your clothing style: eye catchy when not at work.
51. Room: For improvement?
52. What's missing? Security.
53. School: Alma Mater SUNY Stony Brook.
54. Bed: need a new one.
55. Relationship with your parent(s)? I am distance and withdrawn, shame on me (welcome to my world).
56. Do you believe in yourself? A little too much.
57. Do you believe in love at first sight? Nope.
58. Consider yourself a good listener? I can be.
59. Have a future dream that you would like to share? I want to own a vineyard.
60. Get along with your parents? I get along with just about everyone.
61. Save your e-mail conversations? I'm not too sentimental.
62. Pray? Seemingly at the end of Football games.
63. Believe in reincarnation? Can't say I do.
64. Brush your teeth twice a day? Sometimes.
65. Like to talk on the phone? Not even a little.
66. Like to eat? Who doesn't?
67. Like to exercise? Very much so.
68. Like to watch sports? Too much.
69. Sing in the car? I rarely play music on the radio.
70. What is a dream that you have all the time? No recurring dreams.
71. Dream in color? Yes.
72. Do you have nightmares? Real bad nightmares, not so much.
73. Sleep with a stuffed animal? No.
74. What is right next to you? A night stand with a glass of water.
75. On your favorite coffee cup? No favorites here.
76. On your mouse pad? iPads don't have mouse pads.
77. Your favorite flavor of gum? Green Mint.
78. Favorite deodorant? I've been rocking Hawksridge by Old Spice.
79. Your dream honeymoon?
Dream? I don't dream about honeymoons.
80. Your dream husband/wife? Smart, funny, quirky and adventurous...all musts. Open minded and curious works real well too. A wine drinker, check! Curvy and athletic!! Green eyes, how could anyone resist green eyes?
81. Hiding in your closet? Crazy ex girlfriends. Enter at your own risk.
82. Under your bed? Dust.
83. The name of one of your closest/best friends? Joe.
84. Your bad time of the day? When I need to get up in the morning...and it's still dark outside...I don't like that.
85. Your worst fear(s)? Being stuck, unhappily somewhere.
86. What’s the weather like? Spring-like.
87. Your favorite time of year? Spring.
88. Your favorite holiday? I don't get excited over holidays.
89. A material weakness? I am about as non-materialistic as anyone could get in this capitalistic society.
90. The weirdest food or drink that you liked? If it's edible, it's not weird.
91. At the top of your “to-do list”? Major life change.
92. The hardest thing about growing up: realizing that that we live in a 'Me Only' world.
93. A pet peeve? Greed.
94. Your scariest moment? One of my handful of car accidents, choose one.
95. Your attitude about love? Hey, if it's here let's roll.
96. The most outrageous, desperate thing you've done to attract the attention of the opposite sex? I pleaded through my blog to sort out differences with an ex. She refused. Well, I'm not the type to sit back and wait a couple of decades...let her wallow in her lonely pity.
97. The worst feeling in the world? Lonely.
98. The best feeling in the world? Authentic Connections.
99. Who sent this to you? I found it.
100. Tag more people? Tag yourselves, you are adults....do as you wish.
Dignified
Anonymous, enigmatic, frustrating, liberating....
I open minds, I open souls...I worship the spirit and surrender my core
I build walls, higher and further than our horizon
I dig holes, that cut straight through this earth
My home, my abyss
It's here that I live, it's where I exist...
I became one, like none before
I dove, head first into this world
Only to come to a screeching halt
Like a comet crashing onto a planet
Fierce, and on fire
I am that lover, that exceeds all desire
I open minds, I open souls...I worship the spirit and surrender my core
I build walls, higher and further than our horizon
I dig holes, that cut straight through this earth
My home, my abyss
It's here that I live, it's where I exist...
I became one, like none before
I dove, head first into this world
Only to come to a screeching halt
Like a comet crashing onto a planet
Fierce, and on fire
I am that lover, that exceeds all desire
Foxy like a Cat
I love debates (but some friendly advice, always avoid debating an idiot...they'll drag you down to their level and beat you with their experience...you'll never win). One funny debate that seems to veer it's snout here and there every once in a while:
"Who's smarter? Cat owners or Dog owners?"
Personally, I think both could do better. But, since no one wants to listen to me (I feel abandoned in a field of stupidity)...why do I even bother?
(I brought my fair share of horses to water...now, let them feel their drought!)
Anyhow, I really should stay the course.
As a result of several independent studies (yes, people thought enough to make this a mystery worth investigating)...each study came to the same conclusion.
Cat owners are smarter!
Cats, dogs, horses....who cares?
So, the cat lady might be crazy (everyone loves crazy!)...and the dog lady is dumb?
(There is no fixing stupid!)
So what.
Avoid dogs and play with cats?
Maybe.
http://time.com/2798972/studies-show-cat-people-are-smarter-than-dog-people/
"Who's smarter? Cat owners or Dog owners?"
Personally, I think both could do better. But, since no one wants to listen to me (I feel abandoned in a field of stupidity)...why do I even bother?
(I brought my fair share of horses to water...now, let them feel their drought!)
Anyhow, I really should stay the course.
As a result of several independent studies (yes, people thought enough to make this a mystery worth investigating)...each study came to the same conclusion.
Cat owners are smarter!
Cats, dogs, horses....who cares?
So, the cat lady might be crazy (everyone loves crazy!)...and the dog lady is dumb?
(There is no fixing stupid!)
So what.
Avoid dogs and play with cats?
Maybe.
http://time.com/2798972/studies-show-cat-people-are-smarter-than-dog-people/
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