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WELL IT HAS BEEN A WHILE THAT I BLOG TO YOU . . .
[AND DAMN, I HATE IT WHEN I FORGET TO TAKE THE CAPS OFF].
Anyway hello. How is your day. Hope it is as good as it can be. And if not, then you should do something to make it happy and not rely on anyone else to make it happy for you. Because quite frankly, it is no one elses, duty or business to make you happy. Or even think they have to for all that matters. Happiness is all up to you.
So how do you do . . .It’s cold outside, frosty is hanging in no matter what kind of snowstorm nature throws at him. Good job Frosty, you rock!
So how have you been getting along with every, one.
- Have you been on your best behavior
- Have you given or taken care to care
- Have you’ve had a grand old-time being you?
Nonamesdotorg has been on a shutdown due to some sort of meltdown that is to hot to handle at this point in time.
So. Now, back to you . . .How have you been keeping.
This shutdown has me floored
hardened wax. But you are the wick in my stick keeping me a glow. Flickering Shadows of the untold sending back tracks of recommended links remember- ing you. It has been a while, i say HELLO to you.
Haven’t you ever wanted to or think that you had something incredible that would bring you lots of cash? I know that i would like to have or do something that would grant me money. But what do you have that no-one else has? Well i have something . . .But what you my ask.
I could tell you but then i wouldn’t have it anymore would i, you would. What do we do with ideas we feel can break a million over night GETTING US CASH-HARD COLD CASH? I do not know . . .That is why i ask you.
But wouldn’t it be cool to have a building in [ your community] that you walk in, give them your idea and they say yea or nay. I think this would be a great way for the low-income people to earn cash-hard cold cash.
To sell your ideas with-out leaving your town or city is good for your town or city, this is a great way for your town or city to bring in cash-hard cold cash. Then look at you and your community. Money in your pockets.
But then again . . .How many people have block-busting ideas that would bring in cash-hard cold cash. I do, at least i think i do.
To sell your ideas. I know this has been done before but i know not of how it gets done except to leave my city or town. Even then would my idea bring in cash-hard cold cash. Why not.
So i did my best to give away a christmas gift which was and is a refrigerator to a needy family. I thought this would be a nice thing to do . . .It turned into a headache. How was i going to find a family in need of a fridge. Awe the phone book.
So i called the FIRE DEPARTMENT. I figured they would know of a family in need. But they did not. But they did direct me to calling habitants for humanity, these people do this sort of thing. No they don’t . . .They will take it and sell it and donate the money to help have homes build in another country. Okay nice, but there has to be a family in need that lives in the same country that i do.
This Habitat directed me to calling CHURCHES. YES ! why did i not think of that? DUH! So i called ten  CHURCHES.
THIS BLEW MY MIND THAT A CHURCH DID NOT KNOW OF A FAMILY OR MOST OF THE CHURCHES DID NOT ANSWER THEIR PHONE
I was running out of ideas . . .AWE THE RADIO STATION. Cool they announced over the air ways tell the people of my offering. Free Christmas Refrigerator for a needy family. Thank-you.
Then someone mentioned calling the SCHOOLS. YES! Why did i not think of that! Schools always know who needs what with family’s. But no luck as of yet.
But then the phone rang . . .Someone hearing about my Christmas gift called and needs this refrigerator. YIPPIE! Such a hard thing to do! [Find a family in need]. How is this possible we do not know of the needy?
Yeah . . .So.
What now . . .Are we moving? I want to bring my blanket, i don’t need a pillow but i will bring that too. I will bring tons of underwear and socks just in case i can not find a Laundry-mat. [ I don't really care about my outside cloths], but my Parents teach us to always have clean underwear on, so i do. And i will never go anywhere without my shoes. i need my shoes, i hate stepping in shit. [For all i know there is a lot of shit out there on this NEW SUPER EARTH to step in.
It is noted this outer place is BIGGER than MOTHER EARTH, so i should have lots of MY SPACE, where i can be alone. That way i can do the things i like and not have others tell me what they would like me to do. I can't wait, when do we go. Saturday sounds good that way, all Friday was put in, which means a full pay-cheque. [Wonder how long it will take to get my mail]. Hey . . .Maybe i will subscribe to Mother Earth, get some pointers on what poison mushrooms look like, [i love mushrooms], cooked or raw.
I wonder if i am going to be apart of an actual INVASION causing the inhabitants to fear for their lives or die by our GERMS or they start blasting at us or we start blasting at them, what the hell . . .I don’t want anything to do with this SUPER EARTH seven times BIGGER! I just want to do the things i want to do in MY SPACE.
Wow i slept in until 9:17 on a SATURDAY that’s, wrong, that’s just bad.
Then crap, i missed the flight booth ticket lady dragging my bags that’s wrong, that’s just bad.
Freaking hell by the time i turned around everything was gone now that’s wrong, that’s just bad.
Just my luck i should have stayed home cleaning off my wind-shield cleaning the yard taking out the trash-can mowing grass down, but that’s wrong that’s just bad.
My Space or Super Earth Seven times bigger or Mother Earth What ever’s up there i don’t care as long as i have my underwear.
From morning to-night, before the picture, during the picture and after the picture a story can be told. But by who . . .The picture taker, a witness, no . . .The person in the picture can tell you a thousand words about the picture.
Whether the person got up and dressed and washed for the morning, in the dark or light. Then eating a good breakfast or having nothing at all or maybe that day there was no food to be had. Then getting ready for the day, leaving the house, where there could be a thunder storm or the morning sun shining bright as you hurried on your way forgetting sun glasses or no wind at all in the air, making the morning quiet eerie still. Then going out into the day driving a car, riding a bike or just walking. That or running for their lives sneaking out and about, hiding tree from tree to bush to bush. Many things can and or will happen up until the point of the picture taken.
Then again it all depends on what you wish to describe about the said picture. Things like;
Look, that’s me. Not very much information about the picture except for the fact that it is a picture of me. What else can you tell me about this picture one may say. I don’t know another may say. It’s a picture of me, i can’t even tell you who took it or why, forget where it was taken i do not know. The picture was given to me a long time ago. You can have it if you like. In that case one may say, as a thousand thoughts run around in their heads about this lonely picture with stories of told.
Or we have pictures belonging to people you wished, you would have never asked about. Because it is time to sleep and they are still flapping their lips like slamming barn doors in a wind storm. And now you are looking around the room looking for anything that will help stay close the doors. Tic-toc.
Then you have the people who start saying things like; i know you can’t see the tree branch at the top of the tree in the picture, but their was a cat stuck up there. You should have seen it . . I was just standing there minding my own business, cause my friend wanted to take a picture of me before they left for town, but forgot the picture on the table and i got stuck with it when they left . . .But out of no where this cat came catapulting at me and jumped off my head up into the tree in chase of a squirrel or a bird or what ever it saw. You can’t see the blood because it is on the other side of my head. And believe me the claws were sharp. That damn cat. We both stood there for a while watching after the cat to see if it caught anything, which it did not and then it could not get down so we tried calling to it and i went in and got a bowl of milk and as far as i know the cat is still in th tree . . .Well in the picture it is, that cat will be up in that tree forever. But that is not all . . .They will go on to tell you about the birds in the tree over across and out of the picture mocking the cat.
But then you happen to come across a picture that has nothing to do with you or anyone you know. And the picture presented with-in the picture before you screams out a 1,000 words of why or how when and what, who can do such a thing. Then your mind makes up stories of your wonderings and what may have happened to cause this picture and it’s taker. You can sit looking at a single picture for hours and or days, dreaming up all sorts of things and none of you thoughts are right.
Then we have the pictures that someone sat or stood and painted or drew, spending hours days or minutes to create a scenery or a happening in their mind. Telling a story of how they feel or what they know or juts get things off their mind. Maybe just putting the right colors together allowing the looker to see what he/she wants. What were you thinking when you painted that picture? One may say . . .I don’t know. My dad yelled at me for being late coming home from school and sent me to my room, telling me to stay in my room until i thought about why i was late. I did all ready tell him i was late because we had dance practice after school, but he told me to go to my room anyway. I had nothing to do so i painted this. Well it looks mixed up or something, one may say. I was feeling confused the painter may say.
Then we have the pictures that are really worth a thousand words. these pictures are the pictures of our lost or missing or gone Loved ones. People or pets that were and are special to us that which we are never to see again but for this picture. These are the true thousand word pictures. Upon seeing them we sit and think about anything everything there is about the picture. Doing our best to remember all the joys and sorrows this picture represents to us. All the memories come crashing back all at once or a little at a time as the forgotten stories unfold in your mind. Then you sit and remember the days you were there with these people or pets wishing you had more time to share or spend with them, even if just to take one more picture or to say one more thing of how you Love them and wish they were with you.
I saw a picture of you
Yeah i changed my hair
I thought you looked different
yeah i feel different too
Nothing more was said between them. They went on their way.
He said she said this in their heads
i wonder what she does is she sad or is she happy did she make it on her own i changed in my ways i’m sorry i hurt her
i remember that smile the glow in his eyes empty cold pillow remains at myside does he still drink tea
Nothing more was said between them Love unbound
He said she said in their sleep
i remember her by my side it felt good if she was here now would i Love her like i should i’m set in my ways busy days
i remember his body it was warm next mine i still love you can’t get you out of my mind but he took another to many times
Nothing more was said between them nothing more was said Love unbound
He said she said
i’m set in my ways i still love you i’m busy today would he come for tea she looks different where did we go wrong i still love you
NOTHING MORE WAS SAID.
IN THIS LOVE UNBOUND
With-in-tent: Meaning inside. Surrounded covered. This is knowing. With intent knowing the whole time you had it covered. Knowing the outcome the whole time. Intent.
He/she knew if going to the party meant starting an argument with the parents or husband/wife or sister/brother, or friends/family. But this was not a concern when people fought or not as long as he/she got what they wanted.
He/she was going to the party at any cost intended! No matter what he/she scoped out their plan and set to work. With in tent.
INTENTIONS AND WITHINTENT ARE
- TWO DIFFERENT THINGS
- TWO DIFFERENT ACTIONS
- TWO DIFFERENT THINKINGS.