IfI wereto writeevery dayfor onehundred days,would my soulbe purged ofthis malaise;is it a thingto be dredged,dragged up –twistedand tiedlike tatteredbed sheetsknottedtogether;is therea remedyfor thisscourge;or is thisan inherentrestlessness,a fiery bluespark of eternalangst ignitingpassion – a callto write? (Originally posted February, 2017. Image my own)
Expectations artificialliving in an urban junglelonging for nature’s calm – time moves too swiftlybarely registerlet alone participate We are guests in our ownexpectation’s dysfunctionlicensed for depression a smorgasbord for abuseintentions mislaid,disappointment unavoidable The ego pretends to be openbut she’s an actress off cueplaying out a sentence – condemned to basicspraying to escapethis dystopian malfunction. (Image […]
Pair-a-Dice is hilarious. Love it!
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Lol. Thanks
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Oh dear, glad you explained the gravesite VJ. It went from odd to really sweet. And Pair-A-Dice is really clever!
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Lol. Yes, it’s all in the perspective
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Excellent. Is it risky to use the storage site, or just a toss up? 🤔
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Lol
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Lovely! 🙂 ❤
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Thanks Deborah. Hope you are well
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Unusual images. I’ve never thought of a storage facility as paradise. Maybe “Pair a Dice” means it’s a gamble that your stuff won’t be ruined while it sits in storage?
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That’s what I wondered, lol
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😀
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It is evident. Such tenderness. You can tell a lot about people from what is left at their gravesite, as well as the people who leave the items. Clearly loved. And I loved the dice storage, kind of two messages there. And Willy Wonkas sounds good about now.
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I agree; the little gnomes paint a portrait. Thanks.
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It’s a cute idea.
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