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Repost: Christmas Wishes – 12-18-2012
I do not know the whole Agatha. The whole Agatha, so I believe, is known only to God.
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Projects in the works
Have you ever noticed that when you have projects in the works that other bits of good things show up that need to be gotten down too? This is where these two came from and since I’m not sure what or where they go yet, I thought I’d just place them out here and see what the spam bots think of them! Ha! If you read and lurk, I’m just making jokes. There was a spambot earlier that was complaining about getting a bunch of emails. From who? You? Stop your own insanity! You have the power! and this is a great segue into this first one. Purpose Purpose…
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Bend and Soften
Brains, Advocates, vacations Hearts that mend When we bend and soften Get to the loft or you’ll be lost Hold on fast and don’t be chaste The time is now for single wow Make your vow and allow This who wish to be a dish And insist on a new creation A stair step to higher ground That will turn your frown With utmost care and to be fair You may need another lair Or just six more layers Blocks and chains and thistle To wet your glorious whistle With steep brewed coffee And comfort sweet heath toffee Get the walls up. The foundation is laid. The colors in spade…
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Sentiment…
Repost: Christmas Wishes – 12-18-2012
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What are the Odds? – Poem and Reading
“What are the Odd’s?” It’s not fodder Don’t listen to the old tapes It’s time to scrape them out Once the [blue] spot is spotted Get out the broom before The loon’s set in To tell their opinion Spinning, Spinning to circle back To old tapes, new vibe If you let them “But what if they world was different?” “How do we set our imaginations to see?” Can we follow the bees To the hive where the secrets are kept? Have you slept through the lessons Of Science? The price of their lives Is ours and vice versa. Water the people so they will know. Fire, wind, rain, [drought] Time…
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Experiment – Harp – Listen and comment
It’s a lyre 10 string…and it’s tin sounding because it’s not the best mic… but. It’s what gina’s doing tonight. I’ll move to the other room next time or drag equipment in. Give a yell if you like it.
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What if – Hands
Gratitude. What if we could help others like that?
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Repost: A little lesson on Spam
Posted on November 15, 2012 by reginaholt This is a partial quote from the spam comment folder from a couple of days that caught my eye. …but I am not sure that your terrific job is clearly identified. I did a double take. Criticism goes to the spam folder now? HA! The words were so strange to me that I had to read it a couple of times to really let that sink in. On the third time I noticed that what it REALLY said was: …but I am sure that your terrific job is clearly identified. Ok NOW it sounds a lot more like spam. I inserted <not> into the sentence. This is only…
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Repost: Christmas Wishes – 12-18-2012
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Baby Hearts
Baby heart crystals Accurate hand movement The wisdom of an owl Three licks and keeps on ticking Bad people drive good people All the time All the time Energy be mine or thine Let it flow and don’t hold back You belong to the night No matter what day You’ll find your way But only if you don’t stay Healthy timing is not all around you Go within to find the sin Bring it out into the open Bring it to a friend The balm is broken No spells will give it You have to live it.
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Repost: Death by Catfish
Death By Catfish Posted on January 11, 2013 by reginaholt Pathology report on a death,Something is not right.Pain where there was none yesterday.Hurry catch those! Hundreds swim at the bottom in clusters,where they are going matters little,I’m hungry! Round them up junior,I’ll help you,never mind untraditional kind,you take the port,I have starboard. A fete of a feast on tender meat,but watch for these spines discovered,They must be positioned just so,watch me junior, one gulp.Now it’s your turn,Eat to your heart’s content. Slow over time, a uncomfortable feelingIt nags in night’s resting time,abates with first dawn.Next day is the same,And the next and the next.Spines…
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Repost: Christmas Wishes – 12-18-2012
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Skip Daily – (Not a typo)
SHIP daily it says Hot or cold or cold or hot Never in the middle The dots and lines sync up They sync up for love Common wants and passions. The work gets easy The genre is a lever, not a box. Use your tools Don’t be a fool To the easy way out. No plow is needed Drop the weeds To sheet compost The best ideas. They come from dears Cat snuggles And warmed tea mug hands At the keyboard Not being bored Looking to score The next practice high.
