link goes to image and also has interesting into on C.S. Lewis “And out of that hopeless attempt has come nearly all that we call human history — money, poverty, ambition, war, prostitution, classes, empires, slavery — the long terrible story of man trying to find something other than God which will make him happy.”…
Author: Lisa or Li
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TSM 243 — Daddy Needs a Drink
Photo by Kyle Thompson Maybe it’s being locked in the closet. Maybe it’s the surprise knuckles to the middle of my back. Maybe it’s seeing my breath on the air as I curl under the thin blanket. Maybe it’s his forcing himself into me. The day of my liberation it is mid-January. Daddy is drunk,…
Sault Tribe/Kewadin Gaming Enjoined from Concealing or Dissipating Assets in Gaming Development Company Dispute [recall the $88M judgment] — Turtle Talk
Anyone who can read “legal” can see how f***ed up this order is!!!!!!! It’s messed up in so many ways as far as someone taking the law into their own hands. A few glaring outrages are not allowing the Defendant to have a notice of hearing higher up in the order but towards the bottom…
Music that Strikes a Chord — Beethoven’s Symphony No. 7 in A, Op. 92: II. Allegretto
Ludwig van Beethoven, etching print by Blasius Hofel It’s one of my best works.Beethoven, at its premiere at the University in Vienna on December 8, 1813 Last year I watched the HBO series, “Watchmen,” which is based on the graphic novel of the same name. I loved it so much that I bought the Blu…
#FF — Alternative Programming
PHOTO PROMPT © Na’ama Yehuda Chimes flutter at six. Each of us in the dorm are dressed in identical cream scrubs. We stand as one from straw floor pallets. We hygiene and breakfast. At seven we converge on the temple, to hang our egos at the door and cleanse our minds. We sit cross-legged, eyes…
Tanka Tuesday 303 — Sage Senryu Series
Sage way of being:textured, muted color, one’ssubtle flavor smiles. Sage rests in the sunyet open to being plucked —time has no meaning. Sage, pleasing contrastto grounded, mud origins,rises to the sky. Sage: plucked, dried, and cut,swims in warm spaghetti seas;inhaled, then consumed. Colleen Chesebro is the host of Tanka Tuesday. Colleen says:This week’s challenge…
dVerse Poetics — In January
Crimson wings cast weak shadows on russet fluffs still standing from once-sunny goldenrod; they clump, the mangy fur of a hungry coyote lost from its pack. Limp, muted green mats of still grass fill the spaces, where deer lie, hide to hide, in their warm rests until Venus nightly beckons from her speckled black bowl….
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