Spinning out of control, the black snowflakes drifted slowly over the Pyramid People in the square. The rocks being thrown made their painful point, while the person who could stop the violence ignored the obvious. Responsibility is vacant, while the people suffer once more.
Signals in life are always distinct and clear. The sad realization is that many people fail to respond to what they know is ‘their truth.’ Avoidance is easier, denial a way of life. Face facts, Mr. M.
The Large Lady has sung, pack your bags, a small lunch and become a history book footnote.
Tick tock, tick tock, the clock is ticking. Forget the Fall…….
The dark, exit mushroom cloud floated symbolically over the President, the Pyramid People demanded to depart. His response was expected, even though clearly he was on his way out. It would remain to be seen, if the slowly moving red dot was significant, as its proximity to to his heart was clearly a signal the end might be near. Beware of the red dot……
Pray for the Pyramid Peoples, for a swift and just solution to their mobilization and protest.
One can’t help but wonder, with all of the anger in and about Egyptian corruption, what D.C. thinks and worries about? What if the American citizens caught the fervor and demanded that rampant USA political corruption be remedied by some immediate, house cleaning changes right here, in the old red, white and blue? Why not?
The sun radiated and sprinkled physical warmth, peace and a sense of calm. Her mind was flooded with memories that warmed her heart and tugged on her soul fabric. So many days, into the past did images, voices and experiences flash before her eyes. She experienced again their first kiss, flowers on her bed, the double feature they attended, how he looked at her lovely knees, Mom, Dad, Chuck, Terry, Lynn, the Cutoff, Shuttle, Tsuba, etc. Music and other sounds that she loved filled the room during her final hours. The minutes would become less and less, her breathing shallow and then her soul was set free……. The room felt so very, very empty and quiet. So it was.
Goodbye my love, until we meet again, in “another life.”
Electrified, Tesla’s top hat kept multiplying, rather than moving, much to his frustration.
The grassy area under the oak tree was strewn with smooth and shiny, black top hats, so many so that the rabbits tripped over them, much to their frustration with Tesla. Moral — never move your hat when a carrot might do better! Or, the carrot and the hat story, how grimm! What?
Give us a wink.
So much starts with a wink — a simple eye emotion, yet effective facial activity.
A wink sez so much, yet reveals so little.
So, give us a wink and the future may tell what is revealed within the wink.
And, by the way, don’t read too much into the wink activity……
Here they are (left to right) in full, living color: Rightangulle, Umbrelle and Organiculle.
They are here to save the day, protect women, children, right the wrongs and vanquish evil!
And, at the same time, being bold, dashing and colorful in dress……. What? Outlandishille……
Upright or down right, the same stuff flows outward.
Is it healthy, dangerous, clean, reverent, irreverent, brave or the samo (same old modern art)?
One possible answer: it depends on the beholder’s eyes and ears, don’t Ya reckon?
Beware — slippery silk magnifies the mysterious stuff’s trajectory!
Isn’t anything sacred anymore? The horse always comes before the cart, doesn’t it? Like the chicken before the egg, Ya gotta keep the order and priorities straight. Otherwise, without order or knowing the order, how do Ya know what to order when eating out? Don’t get your cart before the horse, otherwise many difficulties arise and clean up is hampered…….
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