Club Apophysis
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"You say what if I hurt you
What if I leave you
What if I find somebody else
And I don't need you
What if this goes south
What if I mess you up..."
"What if I was made for you
And you were made for me
What if this is it
What if it's meant to be
What if I ain't one of them
Fools just Playin' some game
What if I just pulled you close
What if I leaned in
And the stars line up
And it's our last first kiss
What if one of these days baby
I'd go and change your name?"
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What if I was made for you and you were made for me?
What if this is it, what if it's meant to be?
What if I ain't one of them fools just playin' some game?
What if I just pull you close, what if I lean in?
And the stars line up, and it's our last first kiss
What if one of these days, baby, I go and change your name?
What if I loved all these what ifs away?
What if the sky falls (sky falls)
Or the sun stops burnin'?
We could worry about them what ifs 'til the world stops turnin'
Or I could kiss you (you should kiss me)
What if you liked it? (bet I'd like it)
Well we ain't never gonna know unless we try it
Our moorland Heather is loosing its glorious colour though there are lots of contrasts still. The structure is a shooting Butt, for the Grouse, they're dotted across the land up there. I thought this might have worked better, a few weeks ago, when the Heather was in full bloom. I used the trench line to point to a popular "Lone Tree" which lies on the horizon and I used in a previous shot "The One Tree".
“The merest breath reached out to me in the wilderness and halted me in my tracks. I cocked my head to listen intently to the rhythm of the earth; for the direction of the wind; to the whisper of the trees and in that one defining moment, my mind was made up and I stepped out boldly into the unknown direction of the path that will take me who knows where, but it is the beginning of a new and exciting journey and all I had to do to reach this point was to stand still; to listen; to observe; to be guided by the instincts within me that served me so well in the past and in so doing now, I leave the past behind and my heart and soul are glad to be separated from the weariness that had settled so heavily on my shoulders. My steps are light as is my entire being as I begin again …funny, I only just noticed that begin and being are anagrams of each other … “ - AP
Soundtrack : www.youtube.com/watch?v=gsA-Xc6gWDE
DO YOU KNOW WHERE YOU'RE GOING TO? - DIANA ROSS
Life from a snail's point of view and mine too ; 0))
Which way shall I go?
UP?
ACROSS?
DOWN?
what a dilemma
I cannot decide on a whim
WHAT IF …
too many what ifs …
while I wait I am silent
I try to think strategically
1. Supposing I reach the top
and don't like what I see!
2. Supposing I go across
sideways and merge my colours
subtly into Mother Nature's palette
3. Suppose I go back down
no WAIT!
I already came so far
to go back would be wasteful
of the time
of the experience
mmmm … the wall has tiny microscopic little beasties
they taste good though the wall itself is roughly hewn
a moveable feast
Who am I?
What am I?
A snail carrying her home upon her back
free to roam the open road
oh well, ok … the open wall if you please
I passed a slug a little while ago
a slug is surely just a homeless snail …
I should be more content with who I am
after all I am not homeless
I am not helpless
I am shielded from predators
I am the queen of my own castle
I hear a bird
a Dunnock I think, perhaps two
one is thin; the other fat and round as a Robin
they sing so prettily
I have no audible sound
but my heart sings
my mind thinks
I feel and climb this wall to evade capture
and to avoid being trodden underfoot
vain creatures; humans … they love my slime
they apply it to their skin
it heals and makes them smooth
I can heal myself if my outer shell cracks
I am tired now
I want to sleep but I have not yet decided
UP?
ACROSS?
DOWN?
It is quite a conundrum for a snail
oh there she is with her camera
I cry to her to make sure she gets my best side
of course she does not hear me or does she?
I think she might well do
she is in tune with nature
in harmony with her surroundings
she is in my domain
and I am in hers
together we can do great things
she has a profound effect on me
suddenly I decide
to enjoy the ride
the wind in my hair
oh wait!
Do I even have hair?
So much I do not know
I teach her
she teaches me
together we coexist
she leaves me to my meanderings
while she goes off a-wandering
tomorrow is another day
I will decide then, perhaps
UP?
ACROSS?
DOWN?
What's that she's saying?
“Au revoir little humbug”
What on Earth is a HUMBUG??? *
- AP - Copyright © remains with and is the intellectual property of the author
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* Humbug is a boiled sweet that is striped like a little snail and very sweet : 0)
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