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🍃I have my madness, I live in another dimension and I do not have time for things that have no soul.🍃 ~ Charles Bukowski https://bsky.app/profile/did:plc:gxidbkqyqdoqxjc3xocs75xa/feed/aaadf3dtsfolk #poetry #photography #whimsy #MildlySardonic #trueblue
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love note for those of us who need one

a whisper in a candlelit room spellbound by the fluid motion of shadows I am the respectful voyeur of a lovers dance

somewhere …

In the dim glow of our shared stage, the hardest part was knowing this wasn’t just an intermission, but a final act, a quiet closing Hearts, they bleed, crafted for the bittersweet, foolish to think love never fades, yet still we danced, believing in forever

It’s the time to entrust another year to sweet memory. Glance back with tender benevolence and gratitude, then move forward to gather even brighter moments in the new year. ✨ Happy New Year!

baby, it's cold outside!

Move, twist, turn a little to make room for truth and beauty every once in a while to establish your dominance over monotony.

When things go wrong, parts of me hide in the breeze, between blades of grass, behind the silent repose of the moon.

Inspired by our evening sky the other night. 🙏🏻 I am calling this one, “Alone”. #watercolor #watercolorpainting

On the knife edge Of vulnerability Praying I don't get cut

Heal 🤍

I have a tacit agreement with Santa. I subtly agree to behave, and he subtly agrees to overlook my ‘seasonal mischief’. It’s a holiday tradition.

adrift, caught between the echoes of here and there, I am the embodiment of limbo’s embrace yearning for a place beyond this restless state, just another soul looking for a way to feel alive in a place that’s not quite here, not quite there

Love someone for who they are, not what you think you can make them.

Has anyone ever defined exactly what the flying colors we pass with are ?

Be genuine. It’s that simple.

Saying you’re on something called Bluesky sounds like we’re all on drugs oh wait.

What do you mean, "engage with other people"?

I don’t mind being told i’m wrong but I’m not.

Woke up tearing at the fabric of reality again.

It's not that I don't enjoy seeing people I love. I just don't like GOING to see people I love. Come to me and get your love my darlings.

I don't want to stay relevant. I don't even want to stay.

For Christmas, I’m getting my kid a $72 gift certificate to Ticketmaster for $100.

Happy Unexpected Car Repair or Broken Appliance Just Before the Holidays Day!!!

It’s hard to dash seductively through the snow.

When a cop asks you to exit your vehicle, it’s not so he can take a selfie with you.

Those who can wrap a beautiful gift. Those who can’t smack a bow on the liquor store bag. win/win

Rudolph the Red Nose Reindeer is on tonight. The classic tale of when people treat you like shit until they find out you can do something for them. 🦌🦌🦌

winter solstice when the universe decides that daylight is overrated and we should all embrace our inner vampires

Some search for a feeling, and some can find their pulse...

dark is to light as light is to dark one gives shape, the other gives form, in their embrace, both calm and storm

She smiled, it was simple, the way the sea is simple, like the quiet between waves. Sometimes that's enough. And sometimes it's the calm before the storm, when every whisper of the wind teases…

some of us isolate to recharge... not everyone will get that.

the energy here is different ......& I like that...a lot.

Everything we do is an echo of something, everything we've done is going to happen again, and everything we're going to do has already happened somewhere else.

I'm waiting for you like the sun waits for It's sunrise to shine again...

And the sky looked down to me, “Did you appreciate today?” “Yes,” I replied. “Ahhh, but did you appreciate it… …enough?” I thought about this for a moment. “Probably not,” I replied with a sigh. “That’s ok,” said the sky, as he created a beautiful sunset. “There is still time.” 📷 ~ me

All I want for Christmas is a look at the naughty list.

Cotton candy sky

It's not Christmas until the stockings are hung, the tree is trimmed and Hans Gruber falls from the top of Nakatomi Plaza.

Punctuation? Well, it just seems so...dramatic

Sorry, my xmas spirit got in an accident and is currently in a coma.

Bangers ? Ha. My posts are more like “barely audible tappers”