Soft cell remake, I put in the August playlist, but it didn't survive the final culling, now it sits in the September to-be-made list (just for more coincidental consideration).
Thank you so much for sharing your method. You took me higher and higher, it's a livin' thing :) And, btw, that guy on Electric Light looks just like my hairdresser, David, even though I only go once a year. Here he is and my hair too! Don't look too closely, better if you pinch your eyes a bit for soft focus.
That's my one beer a year too ;) You know, summer time and the livin' is easy! Nah, I'm exaggerating, but I don't often and one is enough for me.
No, I didn't know you despise licorice. Perhaps, you have some reflective insight in regards to why I mentioned licorice thrice because it did catch my eye, but not even I (in conscious thought) have the answer why?
We often go to Finnware (quite a population of Finns here) and buy our licorice, but the shop owner, whom I share a birthday with and her son born the same day as my daughter, tells me that we buy the British kind and not so much the salted fishes.
Did you know that as a kid when I was asked what animal I was I would say an alligator? After all, my eyes are gold and green and at six that meant proof! At some point awhile back I made an alligator post here on steemit. Maybe when you'd gone fishing?
XO, and sweet dreams!
Here I am at the end of your blog rambling on and on about myself! Your sharing means much and makes me want to share back.
I am so glad you share. My Pacific anchor. I cannot do soft focus. Therefore I enjoy all of you.
Licorice raises the blood pressure and is the national sweet where I and OV live and not much like to live. For I have never been able to rely on a single soul born under this nationality. Do we think we can just sail away to an ex-colony and start again as if our domestic skills can extend that far? What is the matter with us? Common (business) sense has made us either galloping horseshoe crabs or blobs of men-o'war.
Wish we could sit on a jetty and have a cuppa together.
All burned up, for all my revolutions at top gear. That'll teach me. I must leave soon. Tell me everything before I go. That I may not forget to swim.
Me too, for a cup together sitting on the jetty :) I'll take you there on an ESPecially nice day!
Don't forget to swim! I won't either.
There's always music--stand up and dance, tell the towering pines, the crashing waves...
All burned up made me think of this song.
I want to spread the news that if it feels this good getting used...
Heartfelt, thanks.
Oh yes! This song. pines crashing, waves towering.
I have never danced this much - as in the past few weeks.... can't stop me now; the stuff the steps of hope are made of. It can't ever work if we don't suspend this belief across the universe that lies between shaken souls....
I <3 you!
My dear, I love you
toothat much to ever leave you without some kind of replacement/continuation to what we have started here. I think OV and I will need you more than we know once we know what we need to know. So far you seem instrumental in this development. B.t.w. to find you and Sina engaged was very special to me. Confirming we have made a tiny family already. Not much to some. But love is always enough for me.:)
OV is leaving and taking my delegation with him, so soon my vote will carry no weight at all, which means I can't go in any deeper into Steemit to find who else could dance the dance. Do we really think to find more?? So my days are numbered here, with my first and most consistent reader not going to be picking me up from here anymore, which turns out to be the main function for having been sent in... however, he is starting to seee what can be seen and I don't know what direction that will take. We may as yet need to work together through Sukhasanasister. But early days yet. This could only work on our , yours and mine, spinning off eachother. Much depends on if and when and how my 3D meeting with OV will play out....I am going to keep you in the loop on that.
Thank you for keeping me in the loop.
I awoke this morning constructing an entire letter in my mind to you, but a friend showed up unannounced in need of love surrounding the death of her brother and so it wasn't written. Perhaps, there is no need that it was, you and I as mirroring swans, so beneath so below and across all the waters in brilliant white. I think I know by now that we've been able to complete/read one another's thinking in profound ways.
I said I came here to Steemit for the humanitarian aspect, how a platform like this had such a marvelous power in supporting others, especially those with less. I never thought about it being a way to make money for myself (though I wouldn't be opposed if I did). What I didn't know was that I would find someone like you, who as a guide has bestowed gifts in worth beyond any monetary value. Like I came here to offer my love and am blown away by the return--like answers to prayers never uttered out loud.
Though one part of me screams, "NO!" I don't want you to go, but also there is enough given to carry me through many, many years, if not a lifetime. An angelic voice that whispers, you are right in..........what can't be spoken, only known. Speaking and remembering the heavenly language that can only be written in circles around. We will always be in the loop together, Suki