Tattered remnants of decency…. — gigoid

Ffolkes, “Am I not destroying my enemies when I make friends of them?” ~~ Abraham Lincoln ~~ Coit Tower, San Francisco Hajime…. Today’s Pearl is epic. Not because of its size, or the scope of its contents, but, rather, because of the effort I had to expend to get it finished. Without going into superfluous, […]

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PAINT MOVEMENTS: Tachism — paintdigi

PAINT MOVEMENTS (2) In this series of articles, I will give you, dear friends and readers, a simplified idea of the main styles and movements of painting. Tachism It may designate all artistic techniques that use spots. In fact, these techniques fall into two categories, corresponding to the two main meanings of the word spot: […]

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Never Make Assumptions — Orlando Espinosa

Very wise advice.

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Never make assumptions based on what you’ve heard! Remember to keep an open mind and explore all directions. Then you’ll be able to stand solid on a position which will help you eliminate the assumption.

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“Don’t Make Assumptions.  Find the courage to ask questions and to express what you really want.  Communicate with others as clearly as you can to avoid misunderstandings, sadness and drama.  With just this one agreement, you can completely transform your life.” – Don Miguel Ruiz

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Hey Abbé Lee Noble or will you drop the Noble when the divorce finalises?

And the specter rises this thing follows us all. She even commented on someone else’s blog that she hoped I died like my mate. Well, my mate suffered for a couple of years with incurable cancer. She lived in pain with bravery and grace something this sewer denizen knows nothing about. I don’t know what makes someone so mean and vile but I leave Karma to deal with her. I have no time to waste as life is precious as I learned from watching it ebb away from a truly good woman. Abbe Bayfield Noble or whoever you are this week all you get from me is my pity.

Black Heart

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She had a black heart,

Black as coal.

Cold as a moonless winter.

Wrapped it around her victims,

Strangled them left them for dead.

But they rose up

Sent her an evil lover

To wrap his dark mind around hers,

Rip out what was left of her black heart.

and he left her as a voiceless puddle,

Slowly oozing into the sewer. 

Such are the rewards of such a heart.

Guard yourself well 

Before you join her.