Aubade - For B

An Aubade is a morning love song just as a serenade is an evening love song.

forgotten attacks

will you remember the forgotten attacks taken upon a person when they were alive, someone who put their all into what they did, only to receive nothing but punches--- will you remember the

the line between

the mystique held once in this thing that still is desired, fades--- be it a career wanted, dreamed of, sought after with such energy & glory when one was younger, be it an individual whose

the computationally disappointed

s/he works on the cutting edge with eyes pasted to the screen, knowing no limits & no time constraints--- with all the funding one could possibly handle, s/he’s scrunched down in a lab at

we "mentally-ill" are not sub-human

On this 15th of December, I'm deeply saddened for two reasons: the violent deaths of 27 human souls in Connecticut(many of them in the first flower of early youth,) and secondly by the response o

Why aren’t you on Facebook?

I know why I'm not on Facebook...do you?

Lonie44

bit of a detour Pia. x

THRICE DISOWN ME

Father Kennedy is thrilled that his parish church is about to be fitted with a new stained glass window depicting Christ’s crucifixion. Not so Vincenzo, however. He wants the existing image of his personal patron saint, Peter, to remain – and intends to see that it does.

My Horse

My horse runs tomorrow for the first time. I'm nervous and excited all at the same time. I bought him as a two year old and he's been in training down in Devon. He's in a juvenille hurdle at Ffos las in Wales. I'll be there of course, wouldn't miss it for the world. 12.45 and he's called Rio De Sivola. Fingers crossed.

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