And Things Began To Become Unsettled... The World Was Suddenly A Little More Surreal, And, Then Again,

Something just crept out of my hazy head. It may be poetry, but idk:

She is the one person that fucks me up, muddles my mind, twists my soul, and, on any given day, pushes me to a point where I could easily find myself fucking wringing that delicately deceptive neck of hers until she is several shades of blue. But then, if I succumbed to that easy passage, I would surely lose her stare, her hot breath, her sharp fucking eyebrows, the thrill of her lyrical laughter, her lunacy, her drill-bit stare of disdain, her slow digestion of my spirit, and the redemption I've come to crave each and every fucking dawn I rise to my knees, without her, yet always with her...

I revel in that intoxication...

[Author's Note: Yeah, I'm THAT fucking train wreck...]

Casually cruising the 'Net this morning after watching a sunrise in splendid (yet regrettable) solitude this morning, I rediscovered these images. Beyond the ultimate tragedy that I know lies beyond in this story, it still stirred that romantic solar flare in my heart. Am I the only one that believes kissing is the most sensuous, most erotic, most erogenous of all physical expressions of love and intimacy?

I hope the answer is no. I might weep otherwise...

Heaving heart is full of pain Oh, oh, the aching ‘Cause I’m kissing you, oh I’m kissing you

Seagulls are just beach pigeons and have limited grace, style, and cleverness, while on the other hand, corvids are sleek, fast, have phenomenal visual acuity, are super intelligent, and have other attributes that place them well above other birds. And a Crow (and its cousin, the Raven), will interact with humans quite nicely, although if you make an enemy of one, for whatever reason, be prepared to deal with the consequences. For a long time...

And then there are the supernatural components to a corvid, but that's a topic for another post...

Difference between a Seagull and a Crow’s accuracy | source

I see landscapes of other planets when I walk late at night...

Oh, this road leads well past Biden, with stops to round up Obama, Bill Clinton, George W Bush, Hillary Clinton, and dozens of corrupt senators and Congress men and women who used political office for personal gain and to sell out the United States and Americans.

The Swamp creatures are scared...

Biden Family Scandal About to Erupt?

With Trump back in the White House, its all about to come out. 💥

Newly discovered bank accounts tied to the Biden family reveal millions in laundered funds from China, Romania, and Russia, traced back to Joe Biden's time as VP. Among the findings: $240K in direct wire transfers to Biden himself—with no explanation.

This isn’t just a scandal; it’s a potential crime of historic proportions. The American people deserve answers: Who sent the money? Why? And what was promised in return?

With mounting evidence, is prison time looming for Biden? These revelations could trigger a political earthquake and shake the very foundations of the Biden family.

Accountability is overdue. Justice must prevail. Stay tuned—this could be the story that changes everything. 🤔

Unoriginal. Dave Chapelle has said this multiple times. And his spin was funnier.

A gay orgy is probably the manliest thing in existence

I find it amusing that Volodymyr Zelenskyy is an actor by trade. Did that make him the Ronald Reagan of Ukraine? Seriously, you just can't make this stuff up...

And one of his better known films, a rom-com, is titled "No Love in the City" (2009). In terms of how Russian combatants must feel these days, I think the title of the film sums up the general consensus of the citizenry in Kyiv.

I love the sentiment, and the imagery in the brief narrative, but I have one question. If this scenario were to play out, wouldn't that make you a character similar to Wall-E?

My ultimate dream :-)

Id like to have a destroyed apocalyptic earth all to myself. id like to watch it grow and flourish from a barren destroyed wasteland while I live as an immortal cryptid patiently observing the new ecological structures that are developing.

Id like to build my own little home out of all sorts of junk and collect relics of the past and weird things I find. Ideally, id be able to create small clay and wire golems out of scraps that I find and bring them to life. I could watch these tiny sweet babies build little homes and find cool junk to bring back to my house. they’d live in and on the walls and id have a workshop where i could delicately and lovingly make new golems. me and all my babes could gather in an abandoned lighthouse for the bringing of life ceremony and watch a new golem come to life. we would live in harmony and i would reward them gemstones for a job well done which they would attach to their bodies like little badges. my dream world is an empty one, with a small house and a lighthouse. and a very cute city of tiny golems. that’s my ultimate dream and my ideal world :)!

Love it!

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There is no legitimate argument against this statement, especially in light of the fact that daily, an average of 32 veterans commit suicide, while others become homeless (at present, roughly 300,000 veterans are homeless).