Tag Archive: life

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Sassy Sarcasm

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Some days my mind seems to be on vacation: . When we “put our heads together” there’s less of a chance that one of the heads will be stuck up an @$$. .… Continue reading →

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Non-profound statements

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No matter where you go, there you are. — Buckaroo Banzai The next time you’re 99% sure you’re correct, remember that chimpanzees share 99% of our DNA.  — Joelle LeGendre   ©Joelle (monkey… Continue reading →

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Ballade

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I reach for a thought that melts away …snow falling outside a sliding glass door …children playing in white too bright for my mind.  Only shadows remain. She looks into my camera, her… Continue reading →

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Senseless Sunday Sarcasm : Change it forward

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2020 has changed the way I look at life. I knew that lifestyles were changing over the years, but if this was considered beautiful in the 1900’s, I don’t want to see the… Continue reading →

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Senseless Sunday Sarcasm : Conversations with a smart@$$.

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Okay, God, the universe and possibly everything, I’m once again trying to make sense of the senseless. In other words, you can’t sleep. Yep.  My body is one giant ache. Take an Ibuprofen.… Continue reading →

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Twisted

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Once, I wrote poetry, the black cat part of me. Once, I flew on airplanes, until they gave me migraines. Once upon a time I believed in ever after but no prince proved… Continue reading →

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Senseless Someday Sarcasm : Energy?

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I can’t think of God as male or female, but as a giant blob of all-there-is that knows no time or space.   Is God a celestial couch potato in need of additional energy… Continue reading →

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Another year…another year.

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  The Evolution of New Year’s celebrations. Age 10:  Light the sparklers. Age 20:  Sparkling fireworks followed by large quantities of alcohol. Age 30:  Taking your children to fireworks. Age 40:  Keeping your… Continue reading →

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The trustlessness Dagger

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You know my deepest secret. Will my trust in you become another wound inside a sorrowful soul? Too many betrayals, a wall of regrets. How many scars until I say: No more.  … Continue reading →

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Senseless Weekend Sarcasm: Really bad poetry Zen

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Ever get tired of all things but life, the unneeded drama, conflict and strife? Waking up groggy,  you walk t’ward the mirror, seeing a monster you shudder in terror. The thing staring at… Continue reading →