The Power Of Words. My Mom Shared With Me "I Have A Head Ache" In Response I Said " Mom You Are Looking

The power of words. My mom shared with me "I have a head ache" in response I said " mom you are looking at your phone, your ipod and have the TV on in the back " then suddenly cuts me off and starts talking over me. I politely interjected and said " mom I love you, but when I speak you often cut me and speak over me, in fact even my brothers do the same. I take the time to listen to you all, you guys are never in competition to speak over each other. You take the time to listen to each other then speak. But everyone feels they can speak over me, like what I have to say is not of importance." Mom then replied " okay, I am sorry. But I already knew what you were going to say." In which I said to her " mom even if you know what I am going to say, take the time to listen to me. Then tell me that you already know what I am going to say. It shows that you acknowledge me and what I feel and says is of some value and that you are showing me the same courtesy of listening, as I do you." Mom was silent in my process of explaining this to her. In that moment she took a minute thought about what I said, and apologized once more " I am sorry, you are right. i didn't think about that." Ladies and gentleman the power of words.

An Ode To Betty White

An Ode To Betty White, for years we have watched you with delight. Our favourite Golden Girl I can see confidently without a single doubt. In my minds I noticed and even thought “Damn for a granny Betty White is a Baddie”, I bet underneath that tight knit skirt she has a tight body. A night with Betty White would go like this; her, me some cheesecake, a bucket of chicken and some gravy, because you know things are going to get saucy! In my dreams Betty White is a freak, I could see being into some weird stuff like bondage, wearing her leather corset and small horse whip, Betty White would be giver, you give her sex and then at the end of the night she asks you what your favourite charity is and she donates to it in your name. for giving her a piece of you for the evening. then she politely shoves you out the door and says “keep it saucy, pony boy”. your mind is blown because you had a night of debautry with Betty White She Shared with you her body, her cheesecake, her chicken and gravy and then donated to your favourite charity and told you to keep it saucy, pony boy”. Then the next day you get on google and check the daily news the headline reads “ Betty White Died of Natural Causes” We love Betty we are all saddened by the news, we think to ourselves she was a national treasure and you are thinking to yourself “yeah, she was!” The world is mourning and we feel Betty White is an Angel on Earth, but the tables turn and she has a first class ticket to hell. Where she is greeted by Frank Sinatra and Sammie Davis Jr. She is drinking hard Whiskey with one and doing blow with other. Betty is the Queen of Hell. Screwing all the bad boys of the day. she screws them so hard, she screws the evil out of people like Mussolini. This is my Ode to Betty White.

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Mount Fuji in Spring.

Shizuoka, Japan.

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Lights Out

When the Lights Out and you close your eyes, do you drift into a deep sleep? waiting for a dream to slowly creep. Do you welcome what is there to greet you? or do you try to run away because it haunts you? Dreams they go by various names some good, some bad. Pie in the sky, Imagination these beautiful words in the darkness give us light, Nightmare, Delusion while awoken midst the day it is blight. My, O My, we live in a conundrum are we fighters? or just lucky survivors? Either way the choice is ours. but we must be aware, Life isn’t deathly still awake or in our sleep our brain still thinks. Lights Out.

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