pervmystyle.blogspot.com/2016/11/making-him-mine.html

My resolution for the new year was to stop eating chocolate. I have failed miserably already. The more I try the more I want to eat it. This thing is gonna kill me.

Minha resolucao para o ano novo era parar de comer chocolate. Ja falhei miseravelmente. Quanto mais eu tento nao comer mais eu quero.

Esse vicio ira me matar.

We caught him at Ashland and again at Louisville but decided we would get one more of him going over the bridge at Plattsmouth.

Originally, Sam and I planned to set up shop at the crossing to the east of here and do a long telephoto with him coming down the hill. However, as we got to Plattsmouth, Jamison sent us the photo he got at Cullom where they kicked the nose door open on him. So, we decided to change plans and set up for the wide shot of him coming over the bridge.

Once we had gotten to Louisville, our group had grown to include Ryan, Oliver, and Paul, and once this guy was through, we set up and took a group photo on the bridge. The recent passing of a longtime Lincoln railfan made us realize the lack of photos we all have together, and we are making an effort to document our outings together to have forever. RIP Tom.

KCS ES44AC 4859 "Safety Starts Here" leads a grain empty eastbound on the Creston Subdivision as CP SD70ACU 7030 trails across the Missouri River outside Plattsmouth, Nebraska, April 8, 2023.

“And Mary brought forth her firstborn son, and wrapped him in swaddling clothes, and laid him in a manger; because there was no room for them in the inn.” (Luke 2:7).

PHOTO NOTE

The photograph here is one of the most widely published in 2025. It was taken in the completely destroyed Gaza by Abdel Kareem Hana of Associated Press. Hana is not only a superb documentary photographer, but a truly brave human being putting his life on the line to bring the truth to the world of the consequences of this one-sided war on Gaza. He was also given the International Photography Award in 2025 for his series “Children of Gaza: Surrounded by War”.

I have taken a great liberty in adding the small nativity scene here. But I do so to honour Abdel Kareem Hana and the children of Gaza, who have had to witness scenes of utter devastation they neither deserved, nor should have experienced, because of these war crimes.

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“Then Herod (the Jewish king), when he saw that he had been tricked by the wise men, became furious, and he sent and killed all the male children in Bethlehem and in all that region who were two years old or under, according to the time that he had ascertained from the wise men. Then was fulfilled what was spoken by the prophet Jeremiah:

“A voice was heard in Ramah, weeping and loud lamentation,

Rachel weeping for her children; she refused to be comforted, because they are no more.”

(Matthew 2:16-18).

In the legend of the nativity of the baby Jesus, three wise men came from the East (perhaps Persia, and maybe even as far as India). They were astrologers who had read the signs in the heavens that a new king was to be born in Judea. As men of diplomatic note, the wise men found the Jewish king Herod and informed him of their desire to find this special baby to honour him. Herod told the men that when they found the babe they should inform him of the whereabouts so that he too could pay homage. But the canny wise men knew what the jealous Herod was up to and did not return with the news. As a result a slaughter of innocents took place throughout the region, and only because the angel of the Lord had warned Joseph did the holy family escape to Egypt so that the baby Jesus’ life was spared.

Most children in Gaza are born into Muslim families, and they are also taught to respect the baby Jesus. What many Christians don’t understand is that there are many references to the prophet Jesus in the Quran and they are all respectful and honour him (and believe in a virginal conception). Here is the account of the nativity:

“When the angels said, ‘O Mary, truly God gives thee glad tidings of a Word from Him, whose name is the Messiah, Jesus son of Mary, high honored in this world and the Hereafter, and one of those brought nigh. He will speak to people in the cradle and in maturity, and will be among the righteous.’ She said, ‘My Lord, how shall I have a child while no human being has touched me?’ He said, ‘Thus does God create whatsoever He will.’ When He decrees a thing, He only says to it, ‘Be!’ and it is. And He will teach Him (Jesus) the Book, Wisdom, the Torah, and the Gospel. And He will be a messenger to the Children of Israel.” (Surah Al Imran 3: 45-49).

I am not going to make a speech here about the current sad state of our world at the Christmas of 2025. Anyone who thinks seriously and ethically about what it means to be fully human should understand these issues. And every Christian should ask themselves in the light of their Gospels, what would Jesus have me to think and do? But equally, let me warn anyone who dares to use that now inflammatory phrase showing up in reactionary rallies, “Christ is King”, that you are judged not according to what you think about Jesus, but how your life reflects his Truth. As the adult Jesus said so potently, “Not everyone who says they follow me does, for by their fruit you will know them.” Only those who do what Jesus instructed us to do (Matthew chapters 5-7) can be called his disciples. So if there is hatred in your heart, deception and violent thoughts, a turning of a blind eye to cruelty, a lack of care for the poor and the outcast, a rejection of the immigrant and outsider, a belief in the superiority of your race or religion, then please understand this: You are not of Jesus Christ!

For Jesus blessed the little children 2000 years ago, and in the same way today would bless every innocent child, and especially those that are being slaughtered in the name of some false religious and political ideals.

That tiny baby born in Bethlehem over 2000 years ago, whose life was threatened directly by the then Jewish king, understands fully that every child - and especially those in war-torn regions - deserves the love and compassion of us all. If we can’t summon that in our hearts, then we are not ethical human beings created in the image of God. And may God have mercy on your soul.

Blessing and Peace to all the Earth, so that Joy may reign in our communities.

Nirvana forever!

Dear mom,

I made a big mistake, I don't know or I ever gonna forgive myself. I'm a monster, I killed a young boy. He attacked me, it was me or him. I can't continue living with this.

Much love your son,

John.

Caught this little guy in mid-jump in the backyard. He's staying very still so I can't see him. He's doing a very good job, don't ya think?

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Himno cristiano | Dios sólo perfecciona a los que realmente lo aman

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Si deseas que Dios te perfeccione,

aprende a vivirlo todo en el presente, ya sea bueno o malo.

Aprende a ser iluminado en todo lo que enfrentas.

Debes beneficiarte de eso.

Si deseas que Dios te perfeccione,

no te transformes en alguien pasivo.

Ponte del lado de Dios, debes entenderlo así.

No lo mires desde la perspectiva del hombre.

Si deseas que Dios te perfeccione,

prueba esta forma de vivir,

y tu corazón absorberá las cargas de tu vida,

vivirás siempre en la luz de Su presencia,

no te desviarás fácilmente en tu práctica,

y se te abrirán perspectivas muy grandes.

Hay tantas oportunidades de que Dios te perfeccione

si lo amas de verdad.

Hay tantas posibilidades de que Dios te perfeccione

si estás decidido a ser ganado y perfeccionado por Él,

a recibir Su herencia y Su bendición.

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De “Seguir al Cordero y cantar nuevos cánticos”

Escuchar más: Escuchar música cristiana

Eenzame boom in het maisveld wachtend op het noodweer, wat zich boven hem samenpakt/, Lonely tree in the cornfield, waiting on the bad weather what is gathering above him

The city burned behind him, flames licking the sky, chaos unraveling in every direction. But he didn’t flinch. His grip was steady, his golden eyes locked on the target, a perfect storm of danger and precision.

"You have one chance," he growled, his voice low, menacing. "Tell me where the drive is."

The enemy smirked, defiant. The trigger finger tightened. A moment suspended in time.

And then—

Click.

Silence.

He blinked. Pulled the trigger again. Click.

His expression remained deadly serious, but the truth was unavoidable.

"...Okay, so I definitely forgot to reload," he muttered under his breath, reaching into his pocket. "Uh, can you give me a sec?"

The enemy just stared.

Somewhere in the flames, an explosion erupted. Dramatic. Intense.

"Yeah, no worries," his arch enemy finally said, crossing his arms. "Take your time, man."

CLICK - he reloads

"Right...I'm ready.. now .. where we.. oh yea... [STARING HARD]...Tell me where the drive is."

RING RING....RING RING...

"oh FFS... hold on again...please....

...Hello...mom...yes its me...but i'm a teeny weeny bit busy right now... yes I know I said we'd watch Bridgitte Jones together...but mommmm...."

A flaming car tyre rolls past

Not a happy bunny.

Captain Nordau returns to the Brick Seas! Took him long enough. He's got a slight upgrade from the rowboat though! :D

Whew - this is definitely my most ambitious ship project to date! This was supposed to be a three week build back when I started it at the beginning of 2020, hahaha - and then I had the crazy idea of trying to get it to BrickWorld 2020... and then covid happened and well, three years later, here we finally are! And yes, I did make that ridiculous trip from South America to Chicago with this thing, hahaha!

Oh, and in the meantime, I got an amazing offer from the generous guys at Lightailing to review their lights and sound effect boards, so yeah, that's been awesome too! Head on over to the Innovalug website for my full lighting guide/review!

And, a link to my inspiration pic!

A few stats:

117 studs at the waterline (3')

165 studs to point of bowsprit (4'3")

~58 studs crossbeam (1'7")

~170 studs tall (4'5")

40 flashing cannons

36 crew (including skeletons, XP)

72 gun galleon

~35 pounds

Sound effects & 85+ lights

Building time: 3 years

Brick numbers: I have no idea, XP

Be sure to check out the video on youtube for the flashing cannons and sound effects, and check out the thread on the Brethren of the Brick Seas (soon) for lots more pics! :)

Thanks for viewing, C&C welcome as always! Cheers!

This place Coppersmith Bazaar of Gaziantep They call him Davut Master.... Handmade produces sieve. He has been doing this for 40 years .. His face shines like hope...

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München-Riem

ca. April 1968

PH-LLG "Neptunus"

Lockheed L-188C Electra

188-2014

Martinair Holland

PH-LLG is about to line up for take-off on Riem’s runway 25. Noted several times at the airport during 1968 (9 April 1968, 14 May 1968, 9 June 1968, 22 July 1968). Previously had also been seen here with KLM, e.g. on 25 February 1967. (Dates from Klaus Held’s Riem chronicle).

Information from airhistory.net - thanks to Ole Johan Beck:

First flight 1960, delivered new to KLM as PH-LLG named "Neptunus" February 25th 1960. Repainted to the new KLM revision ca 1965. April 1st 1968 Leased to Martinair until September 1968. January 12th 1969 N857U Universal Airlines. May 1969 converted to freighter L-188C(F). May 5th 1972 Saturn Airways. December 1976 TIA (merged). October 1979 N857U Transamerica. September 1984 Interstate Airlines, October 1987 SE-IZU Falcon Air, March 1993 G-FIZU Hunting Cargo. May 1997 EI-CHY rr, December 1998 G-FIZU Atlantic Airlines. March 1999 Channel Express. September 2016 Buffalo Airways C-GIZU for spares.

From the excellent Martinair history in Flash 1978 no. 92:

"To bridge the period between fading out of the DC-7s and the arrival of all three DC-9s on order, an Electra was leased from KLM in April 1968. The lease was intended for a two years period but KLM’s opportunity to favourably dispose of its entire Electra inventory limited PH-LLG’s life with Martinair to nine months only."

Source: www.ewas.nl/files/Flash/1978/Flash 1978 nr 92 kl.pdf

Registration details for this airframe:

rzjets.net/aircraft/?reg=197537

PH-LLG with KLM at LHR in 1963:

abpic.co.uk/pictures/view/1901580

PH-LLG with KLM at FBU in August 1967 (later colours):

www.flickr.com/photos/29620473@N08/53399963269

This airframe as N857U with Saturn Airways at YIP in October 1973 (basic Universal colours):

www.flickr.com/photos/23032926@N05/5067942280

N857U with Trans International at BFI in August 1977:

www.flickr.com/photos/138175399@N04/24827522735

N857U with Transamerica at DAY in July 1982:

www.airhistory.net/photo/730221/N857U

N857U with Interstate Airlines at MDW ca. 1984 (basic Transamerica colours):

photos.smugmug.com/Airlines-UnitedStates-3/Interstate-Air...

N857U with Interstate Airlines at MIA ca. mid-1980s (full colours):

www.flickr.com/photos/154191970@N03/37143842846

This airframe as SE-IZU with Falcon Cargo at SNN ca. late 1980s/early 1990s:

www.flickr.com/photos/shanair/15958983650

This airframe as G-FIZU with Hunting Cargo at BRU in 1994:

www.flickr.com/photos/191692050@N04/53806140185

This airframe as EI-CHY with Hunting Cargo at EDI in June 1997:

www.flickr.com/photos/markp51/49822555227

G-FIZU with Channel Express at EDI in January 2001:

www.flickr.com/photos/mthird3rdaviation/5366978815

G-FIZU with Atlantic Airlines at CWL in May 2010:

www.flickr.com/photos/iangpics/4629050615

This airframe as C-GIZU with Buffalo Airways at Red Deer (YGF/CYGF) in May 2017 (full Atlantic Airlines colours):

www.flickr.com/photos/65679836@N04/34957272022

C-GIZU with Buffalo Airways at Red Deer (YGF/CYGF) in June 2018 (Atlantic titles partially removed):

www.flickr.com/photos/ph_airpics/30091785688

Scan from Kodak medium format (6x6 cm) slide, cropped to 3:2 aspect ratio.

Kestrels......if you're not sure the male is on the left.

Thanks for looking.

We're back at the Monaco Ballroom on Friday December 12th for the final show of 2008!! Make sure you make it to see how the year's feuds end at this season ending super show - GPW: "Christmas Crunch"

We promise we wont crunch your credit.... we'll only crunch your Christmas!!

GPW Heavyweight Title Match

Bubblegum © vs. Dirk Feelgood

Just a few months ago you'd be forgiven for taking a double take at this match. The friendship between the two former friends totally imploded with the desire to become Heavyweight champion. Refusing to accept the demise of his friendship with Dirk Feelgood, Bubblegum spent months in turmoil not wanting to retaliate to the cutting comments and brutal attacks levelled his way by former friend and champion Feelgood. As time went by however, Bubblegum eventually unloaded on Feelgood but this will be the first time the two have ever come face to face in a one on one match. And to make things just a little more interesting... it's for the GPW Heavyweight Title. Can the fairytale championship reign continue for Bubblegum, or can Dirk shatter his dreams and become the first ever 2 time Heavyweight Champ?

Tag Team Special, Skeletor vs. Stella

Lethal Dose vs. Voodoo & "Sober" Mike Holmes

Alan Alan Alan Tasker's henchmen, Lethal Dose march into battle against former stable member Mike Holmes and the man they hold responsible for Holmes' new found sobriety - Voodoo. Cyanide and Toxic hope to tempt Holmes back over to the stable that two months ago he turned his back on. They want to snap him out of the spell they accuse Voodoo of putting him under. However, Holmes seems very happy with his new outlook on life and he and Voodoo look to send Lethal Dose packing in this tag team special. Lethal Dose have warned they will not be coming to the ring alone though, with them along with their attorney and law - Alan Alan Alan Tasker will be a 12 pack of Stella. Hoping the case of beer will prove to be a bigger demon to Holmes than the tag team itself. To fend off the 12 pack, Holmes and Voodoo will have Vooodoo's trusty skull, Skeletor in their corner. An unpredictable tag team match. Can MIke Holmes stay sober? Will Voodoo's spells work? Or will Lethal Dose deliver a beating big enough to break Voodoo's spell?

GPW British Title Match

Jak Dominotrescu vs. "Super" Sam Bailey

After pinning the British Champion last month in a tag team match, WKD's "Super" Sam Bailey has earned himself a title shot at GPW: "Christmas Crunch". Bailey, already a former tag team champion looks to add to his growing reputation by capturing his first ever singles gold in GPW. While reigning champion, Romanian Jak Domitrescu along with his cohorts - The Eastern Bloc look to make life as difficult as possible for the energetic live wire. Domitrescu has held onto the title since April this year with help from his fellow countrymen, but are his days numbered as champ? He surely wont be alone in this title outing and will have the Eastern Bloc close by, but can "Super" Sam Bailey overcome the odds to win his first singles gold in GPW?

And, the main event for the evening is...

GPW Tag Team Title 2/3 Falls Match

MIl-Anfield Connection © vs. Young Offenders

The heat just got turned up in this feud. The re-united Young Offenders have the most established tag team in GPW - The Mil-Anfield Connection firmly in their sights and not to mention the tag team trophy. These two teams met in September this year where there was no clear winner decided after the match ended in a draw. There will be NO excuses this time to not find a winner. This, for the first time in our history will be a 2/3 Falls Match for the tag team titles. A winner HAS to be decided, but who will it be? A truley epic encounter is in our midst as Jiggy Walker & "The Model" Danny Hope try to cling onto the championship that has defined them as a team and "Dangerous" Damon Leigh & Joey Hayes, The Young Offenders chase the title that one of the most popular tag teams in Europe have never held. Can the re-united friends overcome the well established unit that is The Mil-Anfield Connection? Or can the well oiled duo of the Mil-Anfield do what they've been doing all year and win again?

GPW British Title No.1 Contenders Match

Harry Doogle vs. Juice vs. Dylan Roberts vs. Chris Echo

After an eye catchingly good year from rookie Dylan Roberts, he has been included in this battle to earn a shot at the British Title. With a burning desire to win and the fans firmly behind him, Roberts could well mark his arrival onto the main roster by becoming the No.1 Contender and going for gold here. However, his opponents wont give him an easy ride. In a wonderful CC-08 tournament, no one impressed more than WKD's Chris Echo. Echo reached the CC-08 finals with two broken wrists and proved he is ready to take a step up. His previous attempts for British gold have been thwarted by the foreign legion numbers of the Eastern Bloc, is he ready to prove again that he is worthy of being No.1 Contender and finally lift the British title? Juice, the current CC8 champion has been as impressive as ever in singles competition this year, but can he compete in this match with 3 others all vying to be No.1 Contender? Also replacing Jervis Cottonbelly due to injury is Harry Doogle as a last minute entry could one half of the next gen score the upset win? , but with so many possible outcomes who will leave with the plaudits and go on to challenge for the British Title next year?

Lumberjack Match

Si Valour vs. Heresy

A violent and personal feud that has lasted all year long finally comes to a head in what promises to be a violent Lumberjack Match. Ever since brutalising Valour and cutting off all his hair, Heresy has, in some form or other dodged the challenge of Valour. Heresy claimed not to have lost his bottle or be running scared of the 2007 Break Out Star, yet during their Bull Rope clash at GPW: "V" where the two were tied to one another, Heresy still managed to find a way of escaping and creating distance between him and Valour. This time, in a special Lumberjack Match, no matter where either man go - there will be no escape. All lumberjacks will be at the ready to ensure neither man can escape the others clutches and a clear winner, one way or the other will HAVE to be decided. There will be nowhere to run to and nowhere to hide, no matter where they look. Heresy has been one step ahead of Valour all year, is this where he runs out of excuses, or can the master manipulator manipulate another win?

Bailey Longcloth enters the med den heading for Ioh's bed. She check brain function and vitals all seeming to be unchanged from the morning. "Bro, you've got a lot of people worried about you." she'd stare down at her brother watching him appearing to be asleep

Bianca Bender comes up the stairs she'd see Ravi but heads straight into the Med Den, knowing Elise is following.

Ravenne Karu glances over and mewls to the two.

Bianca Bender blinks stopping inside the door...going forward..."Dazy...." sound suncertain...something..the build...the scent under the pink dye..isn't right...

Elise Capalini follows Bianca into the med den. That pink isn't right...and neither is that scent... "What the fuck is going on?" she growls.

Bailey Longcloth turns hearing her name, "O hai" she'd smile to both Bianca and Elise . She shrugs, "What do you mean? I know I haven't been around much but.."

Bianca Bender seconds Elise's growl...her's more confused..but relief as well...."Bails!" frowns when she says that...and looks at Elise....and back to Bails..."Cut it out...what the hell's going on..."

Bailey Longcloth rolls her eyes, "Not you too Bianca, I'm Dazy, -not- Bails"

Elise Capalini only stares, feeling like she's in a nightmare.

Bianca Bender would take a few steps forward...and reaches out fingering the very identafiable necklace around your neck unless you step back...she'd look up either way...gritting between her teeth..."Try...Again."

Bailey Longcloth steps back a bit before Bianca can grab the collar, "Yeah, it's Bails' I sent her home. She'd left it here when she woke up. I fixed the clasp and put it on so I didn't lose it" she'd shake her head at the stitcher, everyone had to be delusional

Bailey Longcloth stares back at Bianca, "Fine I'll do it but I checked him this morning and he's fine" she'd go over to the sink washing her hands before putting on gloves. She'd take a syringe out of the cabinet before turning to the med cabinet. She'd take her key out and unlock it taking the anticoagulant down, measuring the dosage and turning back to inject it into Ioh's IV

Elise Capalini shoves her PDA away, watching the Dazy-Bails with the drugs. Did Bianca trust her to actually do that? Shit....shit...shit. "Bianca, i want her strapped to the other bed. This isn't--right."

Ravenne Karu steps just inside still holding her PDA. She opens her mouth, then closes it, waiting for a moment.

Elise Capalini snarls as the doors open, but quiets when she sees Ravi. "Ravi--do you have intel on Dazy?"

Bianca Bender frowns...watching Bails follow her orders...and would stride forward reaching for Bails hand before she can inject the drugs into the IV, "Damn you...." pulls the hand back...."You should know that's to much..you'll turn his blood into water..." mrowls and looks over at Elise but nods, "See if you can find the other restraints in the work room." seeing as Ioh is already strapped down..why not make it a family affair.

Bailey Longcloth hears her name, "I'm standing right here!" she'd growl at no one believing she was who she said she was

Ravenne Karu shakes her head and murmurs quietly "No.. I was wonderinf if there was anything I could do... though.." she steps in closer and whispers to Elise, glancing over to the pink haired one.

Eamon Cale turns toward the warm feathered weight on his shoulder, and murmurs soft Gaelic to her. Lenore murrs and nibbles at his wild black hair, then she spreads her wings and launches into the gloom, winging her swift way to the top of the building before him, to wait. The priest watches her go, then he raps on the med den doors with the head of his cane.

Bailey Longcloth growls hearing the mention of restraints as Bianca grabs the syringe, "You are -not- restraining me! You know..." she'd begin to tense as if she was gonna run right past them all

Elise Capalini moves toward the work room, talking to Ravi as she goes. "You're a ghost--what's the first step? We gather intel. Dazy's last known location...search in and around the den for any evidence--is this tied to the bombings or is this something else?" She roots through lockers and finds restraints, her eye narrowing.

Bianca Bender would make a quick decision...she'd let the syring fall and would make a grab for Bails arm twisting it up and into her back..."No you don't." she'd felt the girls need to sprint.

Bailey Longcloth growls and tries to pull away from Bianca, "You can't... you wouldn't do this to me" she'd twist her head to look at Bianca, the fear and terror in her eyes plainly obvious

Ravenne Karu turns suddenly as there's a rap on the door. She steps forward to open it, then hears a commotion behind, turning back before she saw who was on the other side, having unlocked the door but not opened it quite yet. "Right. Was thinking on that."

Bianca Bender murrs and bites her lip hard...but keeps the pressure on Bails arm..."It's for your own good kitteh...don't want you out running around...with someone else brain in your head...or what ever the fuck is going on...." she'd look towards the door at the rap but keeps a tight hold on Bails, adding an arm wrapped around the front of her shoulders and pulling Bails back against her chest...."Don't fight...you'll end up dislocating..or having me break your arm...and we really don't want that now do we..." looks frantic as she sees Eamon coming through the door.

Eamon Cale hears the click of the lock, but no one opens the door. One dark brow arches slightly, and a bit more when he hears the sounds of a commotion on the other side. He shifts his cane beneath his arm and opens the door, and slowly steps inside... only to find himself faced with a psychedelic Bails. "What in the name o' the Mother o' God...?"

Elise Capalini comes back into the other room, still snarling, restraints held in one hand. "Dazy," she says to the cat who is obviously not Dazy, "this is for your own safety--we don't wnat you to hurt yourself...or Ioh...or anyone in here." She looks at Eamon and blinks. "Welcome to the mad house, love."

[20:50] Gaston Khandr walks in from the empty pool hall and sees Sable standing in the living room. He grins as he looks over her outfit "Hey" he says as he moves ot the dridge to grab a beer.

[20:52] Sable Levee looks up as seeing Ston happy to see him but not saying as much," hey Ston..." golden eyes watching him as hips swing back and forth

[20:54] Gaston Khandr downing half a can of beer, he tosses a second one towards Sable, for her to catch or let splatter on the floor. Walking towards her he says "How you healing up? I heard about your adventure."

[20:55] Sable Levee catches the beer as it is tossed bruising along body still their but fading," am alright. So ya spoke to Tank?"

[20:57] Gaston Khandr shakes his head as he plops down onto the sofa "No, just got a text that you had been cracked up pretty bad." He opens his arms for you to come closer "What happenned? You can usually spot a psycho a mile away"

[20:59] Sable Levee walks over as climbs up onto your lap," well that big fucker said he had something for ya. Had just thought he was looking for an piece of my cunt and was gonna make some credits on him" shifting hips as gets comfortable

[21:01] Gaston Khandr grunts a little bit at her answer and asks "Who was this big fucker? Or were you too fried to remember?"

[21:04] Sable Levee frowns some as snorts," I remember.." hand sliding into your jacket as talks," said his name was Chuck. He owned that bar..four whores or something. He wanted to make sure I remembered to tell ya. As you were not around I told Tank.." pausing then not sure if you will hit her or not

[21:07] Gaston Khandr scowls at Sable a moment, knowing the Four Horseman bar well as he's had too many drinks there. He asks "You sure he's the owner of that shit hole?" Ston's face then goes a little blank in shock as Sable caresses his chest under his jacket "He wanted me to know who fucked you over?"

[21:11] Sable Levee just snorts an little more as golden eyes flash at Ston," well ya that is what he told me. I told him to fuck off and he banged my head into wall some saying he could give me the full message. " wriggling fingers as search your pocket," yes he want to be sure ya knew was him. Gloated it almost as if he wanted ya to come find him"

[21:15] Gaston Khandr nods with a loud grunt, scowling as he thinks over the meaning of your words. Finally his scowl turns into a frown and then a smile as he looks into your golden eyes "Well, I'll have to see what this fucker wants from me." He runs his fingers through your hair, letting you search his so far empty pockets to your own desire all you want.

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[21:19] Sable Levee fowns as fingers find nothing but lint mostly in your pockets as hand slides outwards," ya well hit the fucker for me.." still pissed of how big male had punched her." oh and I want his cowboy hat.."

[21:22] Gaston Khandr kisses your neck and says "I'll see, not a good idea to piss off rich shit heads even if they take their fun out with your blood."

[21:24] Sable Levee frowns sorting," what do i care if pisses him off"

[21:26] Gaston Khandr bites your lip and throws you to the floor. Wit ha grin he pulls out of his back pocket a small back of nip and drops it on you "I care if it hurts the family, remember that." and he walks out without a word

This was a split second photo, as I took the photo the Lady turned and looked at me! York. (2482)

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Most of the focus is spent on the mother and her newborn baby because it was her who gave birth, nursed the baby, etc. But the father also has a very strong, yet different connection to their child.

I remember a moment like this with my own child; just being able to touch, feel and experience his breath on me and just being so proud. A wave of thoughts of teaching him to ride a bike, going hiking, telling stories at night, the adventures of parenthood, seeing him graduate, seeing him off to preschool, college… all in this very instant of holding him close to me. You realize that everything you’ve made of yourself, all of your possessions, all of your accomplishments… none of that is as important as this. Suddenly you feel a huge sense of responsibility and obligation to teach this child everything you know, to protect him and to see he has the best life possible in front of him.

I don’t know what Eddie was thinking here with his 9-day old son Enrique, but his subtle expression helped me realize that being a parent isn’t just a responsibility, it’s a privilege. And I thank God every time I get to see my kids and play with them, discipline them, and even wasting time with them is time well spent.

I met him down on

San Julian just east of 6th

in downtown, which is

in the sorry heart of

Skid Row, where hundreds

upon hundreds of homeless

souls come to live on

these streets, kept alive

by the chain of

missions in the area that

feed and clothe them.

Zanf had a yard-sale

of sorts going on - right

on the corner of the street-

odd items, like toilet paper

rolls, canned soup,

a flashlight, a tiny flag,

a bag of chips, a

dog-eared paperback,

all spread out on a

red plaid blanket

on the street.

On this hot day he was

dressed in many layers

with a long orange blanket

wrapped around and many

coats and necklaces

and scarves. I took several

photos of him, of which this

is my favorite.

Another one from my favourite pictures from Amman. This photo might be a good illustration of how photographers interfere with lives of those whom they portray and how photography can never be completely impersonal and detached from depicted reality just because of physical presence of a photographer. The cage was obviously too heavy for the little guy and it was taking him all his focus to carry it before he noticed me.Then he saw me taking a picture of him, he stopped, watching me, laughed and suddenly he dropped the cage and its bottom fell off. Luckily (or maybe unluckily), the birds remained inside, the man came back to help his son and he didn't even tell him off (otherwise I would die of shame), so it all ended well.

As soon as I saw Tigger in the Winnie the Pooh set, I knew I had to make him bounce. I soon realised that to make this happen would require Tigger to be on something elevated. So, the next logical thought was to build his treehouse around the technic contraption.

I tried to follow the style of the Winnie the Pooh set so that they could be displayed together. However, I ended up needing the leaves from Winnie's tree, leaving it a little bare!

Dodgy video uploaded here:

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I see him rolling - I hate him.

I see him running - I hate him too!

Why is that silly bird so awfully fast?!

Meep-meep!

Toy Project Day 2206

The Royal Mile is usually choc-a-bloc during August (seriously, it is hard to get along it during the festival period as it is packed with performers and tourists watching them). This year it was more like a quiet Sunday, although I did see one street performer with a small crowd (this time of year performers would normally have a pile of people watching). Still, it was kind of nice to see, and I recognised the chap peforming as I have taken pics of him in previous years. As with so many others performers are really struggling at the moment, the entire summer festival season's simply not happened for them

"We told him to go away... and away he goes, Precious! Gone, gone, gone! Smeagol is free! "

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...I told him it doesn’t work that way ;-)

Happy Halloween from Ollie and me!

Daughter's kitten. This is Pumpkin, he had a sore eye when she got him but it's all better now.

Loved him in it. Left arm is poseable, and the other one is normal with a little blood on it. Legs are glued in place on a hip piece, so it's removable. Blood on the Background was inspired by TheMooseFigs 's Negan photo. Go check it out if you haven't!

HAPPY HALLOWE'EN – SEE YOU SOON <3

“I want him to see the flowers in my eyes and hear the songs in my hands.”

- Francesca Lia Block, Dangerous Angels

Soundtrack : www.youtube.com/watch?v=LkKKzTYIe3Q

MONSTER MASH – BOBBY “BORIS” PICKETT

A TALE FOR HALLOWE'EN

Haunted by the past

shadow weavers spin a grisly path

bloodshed ripened by the burning laughter

cackling; cawing birds with blackened plumage

sit amongst the great oaks circled like ancient stones

pondering; deliberating;

coaxing thoughts from secret innocent brains

spitting; spilling intestinal,

twisted columns like engorged worms

emerge from rounded tors

where tombstones fall in all their lost directions

point like arrows to distance lands

where once they came on voyages bound

for incoming tides; lapping

and supping like thirsty dogs worked on the lands

salting sea dogs; march like Marsh frogs; croaking;

encroaching in their hordes

green as slime from slurry pits

and stinking; stench invading nostrils;

hopping crops to miss the circles where creatures from

another realm have mystified the hoi polloi for centuries;

eventually the stories fell to urban myths

and historic notions hid the truth

that Hallowe'en is an intelligent invention;

an intervention to prevent our troubled pasts

from catching up on us and suffocating slowly all our pre-conditioned thoughts

and cognitive behavioural patterns,

yet still we seek the darkness on this, some say, sacred night

and others hide within their homesteads;

sprinkled salt to every step and window sill;

they sit in fear in dim-lit candlelight;

ready to be blown out at any given moment

when chance or fate brings strangers thereabouts

to wrap sharply on the knockers on their wooden doors

and as they shiver beneath the old iron bedstead

and scrunch their eyes tight shut;

a primal squeeze of distant recognition

springs sharply piercing to their memories

and all the compartmental little shutters laying dormant

within their harrowed minds; awaken now; stir times

from ancient burial grounds where stones rock in their cradles

deep beneath the earth;

disinterred they fall and crash like thunder;

splintering marble; splicing names and dates

that once meant something to someone,

now crumble as the dead rise up again

and those who knock on doors

come laughing like rag tag beggars seeking all you have

DON'T hide; that is the very worst thing you can do;

unlock your doors and beckon them inside

offer sweets and cookies; treats; avoid the tricking;

that trickery; magical menacing personified

they come with intent to rob your larder,

but better that than leave them all outside

for some of us it has no other meaning

than a little fun on one night of the year

but for others of us gathering on the hillside;

cloaked and daggered; hand in hand we bide

chanting words from long-lost civilisations

that sound so gutteral;

bitten by the wind and burning fire

we circle round and round it, cold and muttering;

giving thanks that we will all survive our ancestors

some of whom were burned here,

on stakes for all the villagers to see

will rise at witching hour;

between the hours of three and four's a given

and we will see them all again

and speak of all the ways of the now living

As witches we can make things far better or far worse

but the one thing we are good at is to curse

you'll find us often around the cauldron

stirring and talking generally in verse

a pinch of this; a pinch of that

it all goes in the pot

it simmers for a good long while

don't drink it when it's hot

but leave to stew

and know that you

will benefit from this broth

don't let greed be your guide

a little will suffice

a sip of this; a sip of that

Ah! Hallowe'en is so nice …

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Don't have nightmares!! Happy Halloween Everyone ; 0))

This is just one photograph!! A florists' window display and reflections.

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Two very attractive and very fit young women chase their dog, who raced ahead on the icy trail (He's wearing a red scarf, seen running over the hill in the background.). (Best viewed in large size).

saw him last night at Telluride Bluegrass - so great - he is a genius - wonderful musicians and dancers with him

Buscándome en el espejo.

Se lo agradecí interiormente. Ardía de impaciencia por salir de la nebulosa confusión en la que me encontraba. Mirándome en el espejo buscaba una respuesta que inspirara y evidenciara mi camino. Hacía tiempo que la bruma de los "sentidos" embarrullaba mi conciencia y la percepción de la realidad no me permitía apreciar mis rasgos.

Ansiaba casi con demencia despejar mis temores y rescatar mis reflexiones, otrora subyugados, en una etapa de mi vida en la que todo sonaba fácil.

Y apareció él, el espejo de la verdad, de la evidencia, de la realidad, y súbitamente la niebla se ausentó...

Looking for me in the mirror.

I thanked him inwardly. I burned with impatience to get out of the hazy confusion in which I found myself. Looking in the mirror I was looking for an answer that would inspire and show my way. For a long time, the haze of the "senses" embroiled my conscience and the perception of reality did not allow me to appreciate my features.

I longed almost with dementia to clear my fears and rescue my reflections, once subjugated, in a stage of my life in which everything sounded easy.

And he appeared, the mirror of truth, of evidence, of reality, and suddenly the fog went away ...

Me chercher dans le miroir.

Je l'ai remercié intérieurement. Je brûlais d'impatience pour sortir de la confusion confuse dans laquelle je me trouvais. En regardant dans le miroir, je cherchais une réponse qui inspirerait et me montrerait mon chemin. Pendant longtemps, le brouillard des «sens» a embrouillé ma conscience et la perception de la réalité ne m'a pas permis d'apprécier mes traits.

J'avais presque envie de démence pour effacer mes peurs et sauver mes réflexions, une fois subjuguées, à un stade de ma vie où tout semblait facile.

Et il apparut, le miroir de la vérité, de l'évidence, de la réalité, et tout à coup le brouillard disparut ...

Cercandomi allo specchio

Lo ringraziai interiormente. Bruciavo con impazienza per uscire dalla confusa confusione in cui mi trovavo. Guardandomi allo specchio stavo cercando una risposta che ispirasse e mostrasse la mia strada. Per molto tempo la foschia dei "sensi" ha coinvolto la mia coscienza e la percezione della realtà non mi ha permesso di apprezzare i miei tratti.

Desideravo quasi con demenza per cancellare le mie paure e salvare le mie riflessioni, una volta soggiogate, in uno stadio della mia vita in cui tutto sembrava facile.

E apparve, lo specchio della verità, delle prove, della realtà, e improvvisamente la nebbia scomparve ...

María