Archives for the day of: September 17, 2016

Sheldon Kleeman

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Time wasn’t just a figure of speech

It was all he had to hold on to

Ever since he had gotten out of jail

Time was the only thing he could

Count on. The rest was buried in his past

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I cry, I sigh, I die…….

Art by Rob Goldstein

Homelsss people leave messages of anguish on the walls of alleys. Homeless people write on the walls of the alleys in which they sleep.

This November, San Franciscans will vote on a proposition to ban
homeless encampments and to allow police officers to remove
the people and their possessions within 24 hours.

Proposition Q.

The Tent encampments are new.

The homeless used to sleep in doorways.

The tents are provided by nonprofits like Tents-4-Homeless.

Plenty of mentally ill people still sleep in doorways because they’re
too too disorganized or depressed to care.

Surely, the sight of homeless tent encampments against the backdrop
of one of the wealthiest cities in the United States is a vivid example
of the corrupt squalor of our wealthy elites.

“There is “illegal activity of every type” occurring in the encampments and “this
should not be allowed in any civilized city.” 
Jim Lazarus of the San Francisco
Chamber of Commerce
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A hospital tossing the sick and…

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You were the brightest shade of sun I had ever seen……
Hair as radiant as a fire, wit that cut straight to the bone and you made me laugh…..oh i laughed.

Nothing this quick, this fiery, this bright and this passionate could ever last…..but you were the brightest sun I’d ever seen…then and now. ~~dru~~

Can’t help myself….there is just so much fodder to work with, I promise this “probably” the last Trump Trash Bash…the last. ~~dru~~

The Last Of The Millenniums

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Memories…..
Mmm Mmm
Memories, light the corners of my mind
Misty water color memories of the way we were
Scattered pictures of the smiles we left behind
smiles we gave to one another
for the way we were.
Can it be that it was all so simple then
or has time rewritten every line?
If we had the chance to do it all again
tell me would we? Could we?
Memories, may be beautiful and yet
what’s too painful to remember
we simply choose to forget
So it’s the laughter we will remember
whenever we remember
the way we were.

In Saner Thought

15 years ago we were attacked…please take a moment in your busy day and pause and remember those who died that day….I had written a post that included a couple of conspiracy theories about the attacks…..but after careful consideration I decided to trash it…..I will not help feed the bullshit.

The thousands that died that day deserve a few moments of silence in their honor…….

Once again the weekend has arrived and I look forward to a little relaxation and possibly a little fun with my granddaughter…..

CRS?  Yep….Can’t Remeber Sh*t!  An affliction of us old farts.

We also suffer from Mental Pause and Brain Farts……

Some think that forgetting is a bad thing…especially if you are a bit aged…..but is it really?

Stop trying to improve your memory. You don’t need to remember everything.

We are obsessed with remembering. We keep to-do lists, make photo albums, and furiously record…

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   thethinker-emuseumstoreHang on…

Let Me Overthink This!

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Make Your Weird Light Shine Bright,                 letsget-weird

So All The Other Weirdos Know Where To

Find you.

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ladyjustice

Don’t Judge Someone Just Because

They Sin Differently Than You.

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“FUCK IT”….May Final Thought Before Making Most Decisions.

~~dru~~

last leaves almost done
highlighted by the waning
evening’s golden sun
~~dru~~

Move the Chair

Some more backyard finds-my brain still feels pretty mushy from the last several weeks. The dying branch of some greenery made for an interesting composition I thought.

Image taken with iPhone 5s and processed with Snapseed, iColorama, Stackables and Formulas-

For today: Golden

Golden Golden

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A dog god called “Truckin’ ~~dru~~

Adventures and Musings of an Arch Druidess

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