(archaic language but still useful) “bags o’ mystery”= sausage The WhimWham Man is a simple soul who’s go to meal typically involves bags o’ mystery, and of course, chips.

#Journal.of.a.Soul.in.Transit “Nobody would believe me if i let the cat out of the bag. People distrust anything that isn't bland. A grey little man with a thousand lives to his name ? That’s just way over their heads. It's the extraordinary that makes them tremble, not the truth„ #ƒred-ƒorge ©

Sometimes people need someone to believe in them. And then they can do amazing things. TV 📺 : Stranger Things (2016-25) 💛 🌱 (..a selfie...)

If you want to know where your heart is, look to where your mind goes when it wanders. Walk Whitman Moulmein Rosewood flowers 🌸 🌸 🌸 🌿 (Photo by Kirpal)

I dip my pen In the pot of this sky I paint you on a paper what name should I give to this poem? ... you? Yes , You ...! ✨ 🧡 🤍 💙 🌇 🎶 🪶 📖 (Poetry & Photography By Kirpal)

The best, fastest, and most capable bike you can ever ride is the bike you love to ride #bikesky

Democracy is not a spectator sport.

first light early spring oak shadows cast on the road thickening slightly

#vss365 Perfection #illusive Practice Plan Punctuate Dot every i Outline every dream Saturate Simplify Sing note for note A slow dance For us There is no more

#UnJourUnePhoto #Photomarch 28. Pendant

Il faut savoir quitter la table, lorsque l'amour est desservi, sans s'accrocher l'air pitoyable et partir sans faire de bruit. Il faut savoir cacher sa peine, sous le masque de tous les jours et retenir les cris de haine qui sont les derniers mots d'amour. - Charles Aznavour

La richesse s'accumule aux sommets tandis que l'humanité s'appauvrit à la base. Quand l'opulence devient un gouffre et la misère un océan, la justice n'est plus qu'un mot vide de sens. Frédérick de Bourgogne

Chez Fayard, de plus en plus d’auteurs cherchent à récupérer leurs droits www.lemonde.fr/economie/art...

That is here, Fred; a malcontent would-be with a box of matches & liters of kerosene. This one, one which shall not be named like a puppet version of Voldermort in a pulp fiction version of Potter, wishes to rule over ashes just to say he has. The only dogma is he is a fool. *cough cough* Thank you.

My current mood this morning at 4:30 A.M as we are now sending thousands of young men into a War Zone.I'm having a bad feeling about it all.The pin I reposted by @fred-forge.bsky.social and the banner express that for me .I hope as the sun rises today It will lift the dark cloud .I smile...but...

Well said... a government of us and for us... Obviously, we need to do better... As you infer, the first step is remembering 'We the People' ARE the government 'We the People' not 'Me the King.' (Thanks for your generous support Fred. I hope you are well. I'm grateful.) 🤍🌿✨

Next step..pull up fred's post to get a side by side of mine for the match.The ones underneath his are the ones I chose,it was as close as I could get..Just playing .I'm not a painter .ha ha.

I’m 100% with you on this, Rob ! “When it comes down to it, voting for politicians is about choosing the lesser of two evils, not the best candidate„ — ƒƒ

Indeed. We vote for human beings... so it's the best we can do sometimes. But, I think when the voting is over, we must remain active. We would do well - surely - to continue monitoring those who we've elected to promote a more humane and decent society. Thanks, as always, Fred. Awesome. 🌿

(archaic language but still useful) “diver” meaning: pickpocket “bottled” meaning: jailed The coppers nabbed Danny-the-diver: he was bottled for 5 to 10.

#ImageAndVerse "Let the lotus of renewed aspirations blossom in our hearts." - #SantDarshanSingh (1921-1989) 🪷 #poetry #mysticpoetry #scienceofspirituality sos.org

" We gather in winter with peace in our souls, and the hope that closeness will rekindle love."

#MindsetMatters #PositiveVibes #IntentionalLiving

Here’s a blog about the moment I signed with literary agent Terrie Wolf of AKA Literary Management. If you’re deep in the query trenches, this one’s for you. 📚 lynetteswebsiteblog.com/2026/01/29/s... #writingcommunity #querying #submissions #Amwriting

#SenseWrds: Prompt 196 Monochrome Haunting Anywhere #smallpoemsunday #Oulens #BlueskyPoetry #micropoetry #poetrycommunity

Quatrième tirage (tout juste réceptionné) du livre de l'historienne Michelle Zancarini-Fournel consacré aux sorcières et sorciers. On franchit les 10 000 ex. editionslibertalia.com/catalogue/ce...

shadows bruise the skin, forgotten thorns press softly- whispers curl in cracks words drift like lanterns, bare ribs and truth exposed slow- no fire, only tide bruises bloom to light, forgiveness spills, wildflowers - we rise stitched, complete #writingcommunity #haiku #emoetry

shout into the void, blood spills out, every drop from collateral dead #haikuhorrorprompt #bleedingvoid #haiku #senryu #micropoem #micropoetry #poem #poetry #3lines #poemaday #skypoem #skypoetry #protest #resist

I H O L L O W W H E R E I B E G A N I A study of identity slipping into absence. Not loss, not death — just the quiet erasure of self. — The Asylum Art — Art and words by Yves #AbstractArt #Expressionism #ArtOfTheDay #blueskyart #art #cptsd #complexptsd #abstract #male #figure #man

I fold the whispers of sunset into my skirts, delight radiant. #haikufeels #fold #haiku #poem #micropoem #micropoetry #poetry #sunset

I breathe in lilacs and miss the taste of your skin, memory of you soft and pliable like sin, like your blush rosebud in bloom. #faesense #lilacslonging #inbloom #poemsabout #tanka #tankaboutit #micropoem #micropoetry #poem #poetry

A million shades in a single field, The strength that diverse spirits yield. Like different blooms in the sun above, We find our beauty through shared love. #bluesky #love

Le voyage est court. Essayons de le faire en première classe. - Philippe Noiret

🌑 The stage is empty… but the echoes remain. Spot the hidden clues in the shadows—traces of Veronica, poet, actress, and siren of Dark Skies. She stepped into the spotlight in the ’80s… then vanished without a trace. What secrets does this stage hold? Share your theories. #urbanlegends #folklore

Newly discovered stanza — typewriter scan, 1983 I stitched my verses to the night, stage lights braided with the rain. Dark Skies hummed beneath my ribs; I left a line, then left the room. — Veronica #urbanlegend #folklore #poetry

#Nietzsche #Wisdom

#Watts #Wisdom

#Bukowski #Wisdom

I am love! She hoped if she__ Loved her enough With Immense Delight She might stay In a Show of Love Then she thought to_ Leave the Town As her love kept falling Into a Hail of Insults #Seranya #Writing 🦄 #RetroArtPrompt Inspired by the book: The Pilgrimage by #PauloCoelho 1/2

"Quando a justiça cobra seus pecados, esses "mestres" preferem incendiar o mundo. Eles se iludem pensando que a Terra é sua herança permanente, esquecendo-se de que o único trono verdadeiramente garantido a eles é um assento nas cinzas."

Some part of me want to make the inside my base - now, I don't know what that entails, just that I really want to

Other worldly capture 👇

Et dans ce cas, j’aime bien être prise en otage! 📚💕

Neither Earth Neither Women Are territories To conquer