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The powerball got up to 950 million dollars Saturday night, but didn't go out. The odds of winning are 292 million to 1. It will be picked again on Wednesday where it is supposed to reach 1.3 billion or more. My ticket had two matching numbers. You need three number to get four bucks.
I could go on for a long time on this topic. We had a shooting at a plant in Columbus, Indiana on March 10. An employee shot his boss and then himself. We even had the top safety guy come out and tell us how to protect ourselves if there is an active shooter. Run, hide, and as last resort defend yourself.
I bought my first tickets to a Brewers game and spent about three hours trying to figure it out, cash is way, way easier!
I was watching a docomentary called Plastic Planet.
peacefully protesting LBF copyright 3/2/22 rearranged 6/23
I once kept a crab as a pet but had not yet chosen its name I wished to teach it how to speak or at least emit a small squeak So finally we got to chat! I questioned it: “do you in fact, move yourself sideways or forwards?” Quoth it,
We got the word that starting in June there will be no masks required at work if you have your covid shots and have two weeks after, then they put a sticker on your badge. Those who are afraid of the shots have to keep wearing those darn masks.
It would be nice too if these companies south of the Rio Grande River would pay good wages too.
all that excess Chinese real estate, coming home to roost now fellows
Searching for some inner 'meaning of life' and some simpler times while queuing in a line……..to receive a Covid vaccine.
I have really gone a long way from VCR to DVR. No tapes to store and a better image. The time it used to take to fast forward through commercials is a real time saver.
I have been following Trump, Bernie, and Hillary. The latest Trump ad has Hillary barking like a dog. She actually did this at a campaign rally. It would be fun to be president, if you could actually bring about the positive changes I wish for everyone.
The world is on the verge of hell, Undergoing a terrible spell. The Angels weep from heaven above, Watching the world lose all its love. Innocent people have lost their lives All for the greed of the propertied. Wars have ravished any goodnes
I have written about love, written about fate I have written about war, written about hate I have written about you, I have written about me I have layed my heart out there for the world to see I have bared my soul, never holding back I have wri
Reality nobody cares....
I wrote this poem when poetry was in my blood, in 2013. I have been re-reading my poetry hoping it would spark my visions off again. Sadly it did not, but this poem speaks volumes as nothing has indeed changed.
The hypocrisy and contradictions of our world in century 21...vast knowledge, huge wealth, yet war, poverty, disease and suffering are rampant, while others enjoy fantastic comforts and luxuries...
This economy has me concerned, but not enough to go for a walk, these cars are a lot of fun!
Sometimes we must accept the outcome of truth or suffer the consequences.
Who are you? So proud and tall! You speak of freedom, For one and all, A wise man, It is said, Learns by past mistake, Are we less of a fool, If the change we don't make? We are not the same! And never have been, For all over the world, An
a poem about life...
A small taste of my political flavorings
Born free; I was with my very first breath onto a path that progresses through death, rendering my mind with language and the arts nurturing my inner child from the start. Free to choose my way, and then to choose the right Remembering i
notable that sarcasm rhymes with chasm, no h.
This song was written around 1968 during the heyday of Vietnam and national unrest. But, I feel it can be applied to any time frame, or to any nation for that matter. Tears filled my eyes as I typed this, just as they always have when I would hear the song. I was going to write a long-winded dissertation of the futility of humanity, but I am afraid there wouldn't be the space available. I will say this...there is little that is humane about humanity. Yes, there are pockets of folks and a few organizations that at least try to help their brother, but they have become and probably always were merely a proverbial 'drop in the bucket'. Wish we could fill that bucket...
So for me sadly I have come to the end. To stop after this effort is almost like losing a friend. I thank all who had the patience and inclination to follow my meanderings through history. Those that did I hope it was an enjoyable experience for it certainly was for me creating it. Once again I thank all.
Commitment....
* yesterday being Sunday 1st May 2011
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Ergo ego scribo rhythmo http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Descarte
The Thief, the Philanthropist, the Meek, and the Tyrant The greedy, the compassionate, the weak, and the violent They come to me in the greatest debate Explaining their cases, my mind contemplates The conflicting, the considering, the decisions t
with apologies to John Keats
Our heritage Canada the true north proud and free We stand on guard O Canada We stand on guard for thee
Travelled far ? At times I think that my life has made a turn Only to watch it crash and burn Promises made, never followed through People’s values differ, I know it’s true Society expectations is at an all time low Shallow are we that emp
It's about our stupid world we live in and to the idiots who we are forced to serve. If you feel you are in the wrong world---send a shout!
If you haven't had your swine-flu shot If you try to run you'll Be caught, get your RFID today If you don't then you will pay. Big brother says you Must have your vaccination, Don't try to run, Don't try to go on vacation. If you have
Inspired by " A piece of Cake" A works by Cuspofmagic.
This poem is about a prostitute who totally unseen to the world without her lips.
Written shortly after 9/11
i think it's self explainitory.
a poem that reminds all of us....just be kind,and breathe,lets get out of this land of confusion...peace.
Witnessed this incident yesterday where guilt was written all over a girl's face as she was confronted of something wrong she's done. Made me think why humans tend to find it easier to justify the action or become defensive instead of accepting and apologising. The good thing is in this case the young girl has a healthy conscience, guilt made her do the right thing in the end...adults are not that much different.
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