There are times, she said Times for what you want and times to stay in bed After the morning, the time belongs to the sun And what you think that you wanted turns its head to run The sun it keeps revolving The cycle it makes from the ground Only seems to be on its own But its so much more profound
It passes at night In your head all delight Make it so when you need it When it pulls you When you’re blinded by light
And if another might stand in the way If you know when you wake that you have nothing to say Leave it inside to find a place there to stay
Watch and take note Watch it cut, let it carve
She tells me at the end you’ll know more than she wrote
Take back your time and let the roots hold up what grows
The world’s scariest predator just got even more dangerous. While doing my daily research, I came across this article on MSN. Apparently, a New Jersey man and his first mate hooked up with a dead, 10-foot long great white shark earlier this month, on August 1st. It was smelly, huge, and may have had nipples…
Brindley, who has been fishing in those waters for over four decades, had never before caught the mammal at the center of the “Jaws” films.
Jami Ganz, NYDailyNews.com, 2020
I’m just imagining the future and it doesn’t look good. Soon we’ll have hybrid great white flying-fox sharks running rampant all over the world. I don’t think the food-chain is prepared for this. Definitely an Apocalyptic scenario of invasive proportions. Worse if these predators develop an eye for human beauty. I can’t even begin to think of the terror they would bring to the modern world, especially if they’re able to hybridize with us… Artificial intelligence in the hands (fins?) of cold-blooded (or maybe not so cold-blooded) killers hell bent on human snacking would make Keanu Reeves wet himself.
Until then, we should remain vigilant and keep a watchful eye over our loved ones. The world is already bogged down with issues such as political corruption and flawed or fake news. We all make mistakes Jami. This one just made me laugh more than most. Sharks are fish, and will always be fish, God-willing…
Moving west, the sun has set and blood shined over you Now in this place, I count this grace a gift from something true You’ve shaken me, but breaking isn’t something that I do So now I lift my weary head, and cry out to the moon
Above duress, though I confess the pain of breaking through I found the mess just as you left and picked a fight with you Ironed out the wrinkled fabric, nothing else to choose It laid us back onto this track, as they howl at the moon
They’re crashing in, and bashing me around my empty cell The hollow nest inside my chest is holding them from hell Would you rise to set them down? Of course, it’s what you do. Then stick around with all we’ve found, and cry out to the moon
Unending dark Forever will be tempered by my grin Time now to start I found your heart I will enjoy this night with you In endless dark Deep in your heart Deep, deep inside of you
Oh Donald… If you’re looking for a break, you won’t find one in 2020. And no, you can’t just decide not to have the election this year. If you ban TikTok, your best choice is to look into investing in a few American made alternatives to the viral video social media platform. Seriously. Not a bad choice for anyone with some spare cash. But Donald, at least you’ve been able to maintain your antiquated worldview throughout your term as president. We all greatly appreciate your consistency.
In all seriousness, I’m not here to bash our commander in chief or anyone else for that matter. But when I see an opportunity to discuss more deeply the complexities of the American government and the circus that follows it, I take it. Where would we be today without politics? People might actually enjoy using Twitter. Really though… consider it. If Twitter was just a fun place to connect peacefully about shared interests… Well nevermind. It isn’t. There is a lot of garbage out there. For every rose you’ll find a dozen thorns. A lot of the arguing on political issues and current events lack a representative for a “correct” side, so everyone simply continues to yell and nothing ever truly gets resolved. One of today’s headlines is a perfect example. Trump made a comment about a repeal to the fair housing act (AFFH) stating that suburban housewives would be safer without low income families invading their neighborhoods. Ok, maybe… Wait… No. The vast majority of your suburban housewives live in retirement communities, and the rest… They’re in their suburban houses. The act isn’t going to force an HOA to build a cheap apartment building at the end of one of its dog-bone cul-de-sacs. Anyone moving into that neighborhood is going to pay for the luxury. Price up, crime down. Any Trump, non white non suburban non housewives are not necessarily criminals. Poor residents of economically depressed regions with unmet needs are criminals. In any case, all this followed the recent announcement of Joe Biden’s running mate, non white non male Kamala Harris.
There are a few things that need to be said. Of course Trump is being ridiculous, but he needs any support her can get, and he’s flailing. Biden’s choice in running mate is just as politically strategic… but it’s also a good decision. He isn’t catching the same flak that Trump is for attempting to pander to an audience, but the intention is the same. The real red flag is the age and lack of social awareness being exhibited. I’m not sure what else to say. As an 80s baby, I see the problems society is facing from every angle, and I don’t think our candidates do. The call to action here for you, the reader, is to be as involved as possible. Americans still live in a democracy, and we currently have commination platforms such as Twitter that allow all voices to be heard instantly, by anyone and everyone, when necessary. If you see something wrong, say something. My only other advice is to ignore symptoms that the law is meant to handle and look for problems with the law and lawmakers themselves. Neither side is winning in America. They’re just moving further apart and creating a real threat of civil conflict.
Freedom is an illusion. Even the roaming hunter falls after he jumps.
I fell with you And all the rest saw your display I would choose to do and never look away We left them there to find our peace In wasteland lovers bind until all time would cease … Move on to grow and take back ours The other gazed on Surely beguiled … Fall again to southern shores Where God’s beloved city roars A creature true Had come along to cradle you Then broke the cord Broken accord To flow into the separate molds Of Fairy and of Wolf … Now fairy flies to part the skies Her shadow brings the devil’s things From those who feel too much In lust and for the hate of it Cut and ride the line between destruction and the end … In all perfection sought Unattained but worth the thought … She stays forever free … She prays down on her knees …
Her life was made by the sun’s bright ray In a world where she was hidden… His life shaped by the ones who hated His light something long forbidden … Su corazón encajaba con el de ella Y la vida se mueve por ellos … It always has and always will To give the things that satisfy and fill And bring together those that should not be Them as one, then all the world’s mystery … In the middle of the storm The first true love is born An accident, but always meant to bloom Like life itself… Imperfect at best, put to the test But he loves her more than she sees With the world in his hands, he’ll give it as planned “Siempre, todo para ti” …