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in the eyes of a cat I read a dumb question: why did you come?.in the wasteland the only stone that has heated up during the day and on it sits a nice cat..I am often asked why I like cats? A cat is a symbol of freedom and independence. They rarely show aggression. They are our doctors. They are just very, very cute:)
Why try to do normally in these dangerous times?
what is so important that you put your life at risk?
look..he doesn't even have his nose covered..
so dumb n self-destructive
cover yer nose and mouth
keep yer distance...now more important than ever
wash n sanitize yer hands
be smart n alert
BE SAFE
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Sometimes it pays to be lucky. 255 crosses the long fill and Black Creek bridge at Stoutsville, MO in quite literally the final light of a June day. The moon is rising over the scene, providing the cherry on top to this stroke of luck.
Im not like them
But I can pretend
The sun is gone
But I have a light
The day is done
But Im having fun
I think Im dumb
Or maybe just happy
My heart is broke
But I have some glue
Help me inhale
And mend it with you
Well float around
And hang out on clouds
Then well come down
And I have a hangover
Skin the sun
Fall asleep
Wish away
The soul is cheap
Lesson learned
Wish me luck
Soothe the burn
Wake me up
................ Nirvana..............
We spotted this sign on the side of the road on our way home from Inverell, NSW today. In times of drought farmers can allow their sheep to feed alongside the highways where there is still some grass to be had - I have heard it called "the long paddock". We were surprised and sad to see the dry, dusty paddocks which haven't see rain for months.
We arrived home late this afternoon after almost 9 hours on the road. It was a long trip and the monotony was relieved by the sights of seeing the sheep wandering along the highway and a little further on, some cattle.
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Agatha Christie's childhood doll at her Summer home, re-imagined by me.
“Poirot and I behaved in the customary fashion of people being shown over houses. We stood stock still, looking a little ill at ease, murmuring remarks such as: "Very nice." "A very pleasant room." "The morning-room, you say?”
- Agatha Christie, Dumb Witness
Soundtrack : www.youtube.com/watch?v=R1jG99z7lVY
【Sad and Scary Song】"Come Out And Play" Creepy Music Box】
Remember as a child you
wanted to
run away
TO the Circus
the Big Top
and all the magic it contained
and now …
now you want to
run away
FROM the Circus
the Clowns
and all the painted faces
white like ghosts and ghouls
perpetual grins like Cheshire Cats
that twist into grotesque
gargoyles pouring out
all the venom of the darkest world
oily greasy eyes on stalks
stalking through the jungle
of cemented towers
of demented glowering
demons
devils in disguise
but they cannot hide their eyes
their twisted souls that reek
and nasty games of hide and seek
whispering in corners
let them speak
it amuses me just a little
to hear them as they prattle
coughing their death rattle
cough it up
it may be a gold watch
more likely though it will be
a cockroach
or a deathwatch
beetle like
a Coachman's Staghorn
I stifle a yawn
it is tiring me out
watching the same old faces
in the same old places
sticking in their oars
sticky beaks
opening up their festering sores
no use to resist
no use in fighting
theirs is the proverbial lost cause
and they do not fall on their swords willingly
but their long and blackened tongues
lick the ground I walk upon
and trip them up until one fateful Halloween Night
they lose their fight
at last
they lose
their fight
and as for me
I am far too polite
to tell you where the bodies are buried
but listen out on Halloween
keep hidden; do not let yourselves be seen
and you will see them rise again
dark figures with hollowed cheeks and eyes
bones clanking
rags clinging
mudslinging still despite their untimely foul demise
and if you listen on the breeze
and hear behind you someone wheeze
who knows
that someone may be them
who knows
they may try to still condemn
me or you or anyone
they are not fussed
they do not trust
they lie and cuss
drag chains that rust
but hark, hark
the dogs begin to bark
as nightfalls down like a blackened cloak
somewhere close by
someone begins to choke
stay still
be quiet
throughout the night
for they will come for you
but on the morning after Halloween
if you wake up to see the dawn
and everything that went before was just a dream
stretch out your limbs; a stifled yawn
or was it just your imagination …
that crawling skin; that weird sensation
the tiniest seed of doubt
has only just been born
the tide is turning round about
hurry by the long tall fields of corn
WATCH OUT!!!!!
WATCH OUT!!!!!
the final shout ...
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...as a box of rocks.
Iron-stone concretions to be cracked open looking for fossils. There is an area south of Chicago where the land was strip-mined for coal. The overburden of soil contains fossils from the Pennsylvanian era. These fossils were composed of plants and animals living in a very shallow sea and swamps. These organisms died and were buried in an iron rich mud. Over millions of years, they fossilized inside these brown iron rich concretions. Fish, insects, plants of all kinds, leaves, amphibians, arthropods and Illinois only State fossil, the Tully Monster. This lagerstatten is called Mazon Creek. A lagerstatten is a place where there is a concentration of fossils of great variety and of one geologic era. These concretions come in many sizes and are usually flattened ovals to round stones of this brownish color. They are strewn in the overburden and weather out or are dug out of the ground. One needs to crack them open by repeatedly freezing and thawing them or by using a rock hammer to open them. Maybe one in 30 yield a recognizable fossil.
Yes, its just a duck. Now either this Black-bellied Whistling Duck is one dumb bird that flew 2,000 miles north of where it should be, or its an escapee. In either case, it has created some interest among the local birders and photographers.
Bluebells in the woods.
At Scammonden water
Something there is that doesn’t love bluebells in a wood!
Huddersfield
West Yorkshire
FLOWER - GATHERING
Robert Frost
I left you in the morning,
And in the morning glow,
You walked a way beside me
To make me sad to go.
Do you know me in the gloaming,
Gaunt and dusty grey with roaming?
Are you dumb because you know me not,
Or dumb because you know?
All for me? And not a question
For the faded flowers gay
That could take me from beside you
For the ages of a day?
They are yours, and be the measure
Of their worth for you to treasure,
The measure of the little while
That I’ve been long away.
EXPLORE February 14, 2008.........#300
ipod Selection :CUPIDS CHOKEHOLD
Gym Class Heroes
Ba ba da da
Ba ba da da
Ba ba da da
Ba ba da da
Ba ba da da
Take a look at my girlfriend
She's the only one I got (ba ba da da)
Not much of a girlfriend
I never seem to get a lot (ba ba da da, ba ba da da)
It's been some time since we last spoke
This is gonna sound like a bad joke
But momma I fell in love again
It's safe to say I have a new girlfriend
And I know it sounds so old
But cupid got me in a chokehold
And I'm afraid I might give in
Towels on the mat my white flag is wavin'
I mean she even cooks me pancakes
And Alka Seltzer when my tummy aches
If that ain't love then I don't know what love is
We even got a secret handshake
And she loves the music that my band makes
I know I'm young but if I had to choose her or the sun
I'd be one nocturnal son of a gun
(ba ba da da, ba ba da da)
Take a look at my girlfriend
She's the only one I got (ba ba da da)
Not much of a girlfriend
I never seem to get a lot (ba ba da da, ba ba da da)
Take a look at my girlfriend
She's the only one I got (ba ba da da)
Not much of a girlfriend
I never seem to get a lot (ba ba da da, ba ba da da)
It's been awhile since we talked last and I'm tryin' hard not to talk fast
But dad I'm finally thinkin' I may have found the one
Type of girl that will make you way proud of your son
And I know you heard the last song about the girls that didn't last long
But I promise this is on a whole new plane
I can tell by the way she says my name (ba ba da da)
I love it when she calls my phone
She even got her very own ringtone
If that ain't love then I don't know what love is (ba ba da da)
It's gonna be a long drive home but I know as soon as I arrive home
And I open the door take off my coat and throw my bag on the floor
She'll be back into my arms once more for sure
Take a look at my girlfriend
She's the only one I got (ba ba da da)
Not much of a girlfriend
I never seem to get a lot (ba ba da da, ba ba da da)
She's got a smile that would make the most senile
Annoying old man bite his tongue
I'm not done
She's got eyes comparable to sunrise
And it doesn't stop there
Man I swear
She's got porcelain skin of course she's a ten
And now she's even got her own song
But movin' on
She's got the cutest laugh I ever heard
And we can be on the phone for three hours
Not sayin' one word
And I would still cherish every moment
And when I start to build my future she's the main component
Call it dumb call it luck call it love or whatever you call it but
Everywhere I go I keep her picture in my wallet like here
Take a look at my girlfriend
She's the only one I got (ba ba da da)
Not much of a girlfriend
I never seem to get a lot (ba ba da da, ba ba da da)
Take a look at my girlfriend
She's the only one I got (ba ba da da)
Not much of a girlfriend
I never seem to get a lot (ba ba da da, ba ba da da)
There is no photo manipulation in this shot. I took this shot while cruising down the South Branch of the Chicago River. The building with all the windows was the focus point and the reflections are from the other side of the river. When I went to process this shot, I realized that there was another building in the background that closely mimiced the building in the reflection as to width and lining up with the building reflection. Dumb luck I say :-)
That's gas for you Americans.
Flex Mentallo: Had to make due with what I had.
Crazy Jane: Doesn't look particularly crazy, just rather stylish.
Negative Man: Wearing his old air-force jacket cause baby, it's cold outside.
The Chief: Got a snazzy new haircut.
RobotMan: Bigger, Golder, and with a helmet stolen from FeelOkayInc.
Elastiwoman: Rocking the classic look.
Lemme know what you think!
1. you do not have a tripod -- yea, dumb me, I didn't have one with me.
2. you have not had food for 12 hours -- yea, dumb me, again, I was so hungry my hands were shaking like crazy.
3. you do not have proper winter clothes on -- yea, dumb me, yet again. Hungry, frozen to half-death and delusional, I must have acted like a drunk fool.
I was dumb, please do not repeat my mistakes. :)
it wasn't a pretty sight, trust me
None of the above are true except that this Brown Pelican perched on this branch of the old dead tree lodged in the open area of Horsepen Bayou is likely pretty contented after filling himself full of fish and now just wants to relax a bit if that pesky character in the canoe would just leave him alone!
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