Happy Born Day Dr. King Jr. Your words live on and we continue as a race of “humans” NOT a race of “color” to live together as one body and one family. [AUTHENTICITY CERTIFIED: Text version below transcribed directly from audio. (2)] I am happy to join with you today in what will go down…
** Quote of the Day #017 ** Sunday 01/17/21 “ The Paradoxical Commandments People are illogical, unreasonable, and self-centered. Love them anyway. If you do good, people will accuse you of selfish ulterior motives. Do good anyway. If you are successful, you will win false friends and true enemies. Succeed anyway. The good you do today…
** Quote of the Day #016 ** Saturday 01/16/21 “Extinguish my eyes, I’ll go on seeing you. Seal my ears, I’ll go on hearing you. And without feet I can make my way to you, without a mouth I can swear your name. Break off my arms, I’ll take hold of you with my heart…
I absolutely love this beautiful piece. It is a 223/556 16in nickel boron coated ar15. In this photo, I was shooting a target at 100 yards. I enjoy shooting and the feeling it brings me. I understand that this is not for everyone, however, it is for me and my lifestyle. When my children were…
In Writing 101, we found inspiration in one word and used it as a springboard for a post idea. Images — including photographs and works of art — can also act as starting points for stories, essays, poems, and personal musings.
** Quote of the Day #015 ** Friday 01/15/21 “I like my body when it is with your body. It is so quite new a thing. Muscles better and nerves more. I like your body. I like what it does, I like its hows. I like to feel the spine of your body and its…
Anger? What is anger? What does angry look like? Who does anger look like? How is anger expressed? Is anger really bad? Where does the feeling of anger come from and what is its purpose? I don’t think I know the answers to any of those questions. My understanding of these traits is as follows.…
** Quote of the Day #014 ** Thursday 01/14/21 “I crave your mouth, your voice, your hair. Silent and starving, I prowl through the streets. Bread does not nourish me, dawn disrupts me, all-day I hunt for the liquid measure of your steps. I hunger for your sleek laugh, your hands the color of a…
