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Good morning starshine, the Earth says hello….

Hope you know how much it means to wish the best for you, because you’re always thought about with love the whole year through. Warmest wishes on Christmas Day!

Christmas is not as much about opening our presents as opening our hearts.

We kiss and it feels like we have just shrugged off the world.

A kiss is a lovely trick designed by nature to stop speech when words become superfluous.

Good morning starshine, the Earth says hello….

Here’s a poem by Mark Twain | KINDNESS

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I saw this on Facebook and really felt the need to share it.
I have NEVER seen a more perfect poem, written in the saddest way.
“I destroy homes, tear families… apart – take your children, and that’s just the start.
I’m more costly than diamonds, more costly than gold – the sorrow I bring is a sight to behold.
And if you need me, remember I’m easily found.
I live all around you, in schools and in town.
I live with the rich, I live with the poor, I live down the street, and maybe next door.
My power is awesome – try me you’ll see.
But if you do, you may never break free.
Just try me once and I might let you go, but try me twice, and I’ll own your soul.
When I possess you, you’ll steal and you’ll lie.
You’ll do what you have too just to get high.
The crimes you’ll commit, for my narcotic charms, will be worth the pleasure you’ll feel in your arms.
You’ll lie to your mother; you’ll steal from your dad.
When you see their tears, you should feel sad.
But you’ll forget your morals and how you were raised.
I’ll be your conscience, I’ll teach you my ways.
I take kids from parents, and parents from kids, I turn people from God, and separate from friends.
I’ll take everything from you, your looks and your pride, I’ll be with you always, right by your side.
You’ll give up everything – your family, your home, your friends, your money, then you’ll be alone.
I’ll take and I’ll take, till you have nothing more to give.
When I’m finished with you you’ll be lucky to live.
If you try me be warned this is no game.
If given the chance, I’ll drive you insane.
I’ll ravish your body, I’ll control your mind.
I’ll own you completely; your soul will be mine.
The nightmares I’ll give you while lying in bed.
The voices you’ll hear from inside your head.
The sweats, the shakes, the visions you’ll see.
I want you to know, these are all gifts from me.
But then it’s too late, and you’ll know in your heart, that you are mine, and we shall not part.
You’ll regret that you tried me, they always do.
But you came to me, not I to you.
You knew this would happen.
Many times you were told, but you challenged my power, and chose to be bold.
You could have said no, and just walked away.
If you could live that day over, now what would you say?
I’ll be your master; you will be my slave.
I’ll even go with you, when you go to your grave.
Now that you have met me, what will you do?
Will you try me or not?
It’s all up to you.
I can bring you more misery than words can tell.
Come take my hand, let me lead you to hell.”


If The Teasy Fits, Wear It!”

“THE CLOWN!” a poem a.k.a.: ” If The Teasy Fits, Wear It!” (Mon.) December 24th 2018 – less than 1 1/2 hours – before CHRISTMAS, when That Jolly Old Elf, with his clown costume, will squeeze down our chimney – and lay some gifts on us!!

With an inner landscape – of joyous rage,
Our hero paints – another page,
Within the context of a cult,
Our sad, small fellow-is – just a dolt,
Existing-in-The-World – for a game,
Which HE provides! It’s all the same,
For all the other clowns around,
Yet HE, at least, will make a sound,
Protesting – that: “The Shadows” lurk,
The SHADOW-of – this-fantastic-“cirque,”*
Which watches, laughs – and offers carrots,
To each clown! For, we are parrots,
Thinking THIS: “Our lives (are) unique,
And WE can determine – what we will seek!!”
So, the Overshadows – or OVERSOUL,
Is really the one who’s in control?!
But, perhaps, perhaps, my good, dear Friend,
The masquerade – can sometimes end,
IF-we-just-admit: THAT WE’RE ALL FOOLS,**
With addled brains – and blondish curls,
That crown the hopes and dreams we all,
Prescribe-to – to (sorta) make us tall,
And-make-us-think – we’re-better-than-the-rest,
So! CENTRAL FIGURE: “Sad, lonely clown,”
Please wipe-away your silly frown,
And GO OUTSIDE – and-be somewhat-calm!
Seek fractured friends – to-apply some balm!
Kiss your comrades, WITHOUT YOUR NOSE,
And offer them “the rubber hose,”
To gently mas-sage – and-ease-some-pain,
That-is-inherent – in-this – queer-game,
Of cat and mouse – of high and low,
And do the best you can – at SHOW-
ING-that: although-mysterious ALL-this be,
Your clown-and-the-circus might agree,
That – just-to-admit: THE CLOWN IS ALL!
Will-admit – that you can have a ball,
‘Cause, let’s-admit-it: Life’s-a-TEASE-y,
And, rather than-having tizzy fits,
Let’s have Teasy Lives, us-bunch-o’-nits! 🙂 – wits

* – The Circus seemingly encompassing us all!

** – “The wise man knows himself to be a fool; the foolish man thinks himself wise!” Shakespeare

We’re BESIDE OURSELVES; without a prayer🙃🙃

“I LIKE WATERY EGGS TOO!” a poem a.k.a.: “The Only HEARER Her-ere!” Monday: December 24, 2018

We’re just a bunch of baggage! Big-ol’-Christ-MESS-eds,
Out-of-our-minds! AND – “Off our heads!”
We’re BESIDE OURSELVES; without a prayer,
And, a lotta us – just wanna-GET OUTTA-HERE!
‘Cause things ain’t so good – and we need things changed,
And most folks I know – are DEMENTED – and-(pretty)-deranged!
And, especially at Christmas, people ‘re “dropping-by-the-score!”
And all those “holiday commercials(?)” about-the-need-for-pharmaceutical-pill-ness!
And, about all I can do – to keep my mind “OFF-OF-IT,”
Is: keep-the-TV-football-games-a-playin” or-else-I’ll-have-a-fit!
I’m just in misery! I-need-some -hooch-up-my-snoot!

But, y-know: If-I-relax-a-moment-
And smile-&-say: “I LOVE YOU!”- even-IF- I’m-the-ONLY-HEARER,
I guess things are kinda OK – Yea, maybe not as bad as I thought,
And – I’ll just sit here – and-read – and-hope-I-don’t-die-on-The-Pot!*

fin ❤

* – like “they” say Elvis did(?) Gosh, I miss Elvis! Oh, My God – here I go again! I know – I’ll just dress up like Elvis – and go door-to-door, asking for X-mas treats – or something! Who says Halloween has to only come once a year!


“ANOTHER DAY STARTING WITH YOU! YAY!” a poem 12/24/2018 (Moon)

It’s Christmas Eve – and WE’RE REALLY – TOGETHER,
Throughout IT ALL! – “with-a-kiss-and-a-feather!”
I woke up this morning, with lots-of-thoughts-of-you,
I rolled a bit and smiled – YOU KNOW? I LOVE YOU TRUE!
I called your name – to-express your fame;
You’re in My Heart; it’s just the same,
Each morning here, in-bed-with-(my)-Honey;
I just love thinking-of- my-Christmas-Bunny!*
I dreamed of you last night, playing-catch-outside-in-The-Yard;
We tossed IT – back and forth – we didn’t toss too hard!
You-tossed-me – (your) HOPES and DREAMS;
I returned IT – with some little screams,
And-with LOVE & FAITH & lotsa HOPE!
You threw IT back, with a happy mope!
It’s just all about: TO & FRO;
As WE stand – to THROW & THROW,
With laughs and smiles,
And-your pretty wiles,
Are just-my-just-my-cup-of-tea,
With cinnamon! and-a-little-hon-ey!

OUR BALL AROUND, I’m knowing,
That-we’ll-retire – to-The-Little-House,
And be really quiet – like-a-timid-mouse,
And-we’ll-hold-each-other tight,
And I’ll wish-FOREVER, every-night,
That I get-to-be-close – and-oh, so lucky,
With-my-Honey – my-Sweetie – my-Lil’-X-mas-Ducky! 🙂 – kisses!

fin ❤

* – Christmas & Easter combined?!


“THIS AND THAT!” a poem 12/24/18 (Monday)

Balancing THIS and THAT?! Well, can you ever really do-it?
Can’t do THAT?-Can’t do THIS?- Call me: Mr. – Nit- -Wit!
THIS says: “Aw, you ain’t hungry!” and “You don’t-need to-eat!”
And your body is THAT, which is sayin’: “How’m-I-goin’-stay-on-my-feet?
If you’re just starving ME all the time?”
You, maybe, need – more rhythm – or rhyme!?
We-can-always get out and work – work-up-an-appetite,
And, then-eat-some-food – and get high as a kite!
But! Don-‘t imagine it’s gonna get probably all that late,
Before your little body’s yearning for some food;
Just-ANYTHING – so your little pookie body won’t brood!
Of course, THIS part of little ol’ you,
Might-then say: “Drop the body; delve-into The-Blue!”
It’s just: a LOVE-HATE kinda state,
We’re in – ain’t bad! Ain’t great,
We’re just HERE, messin’-around,
Hoping Santa SOON – will bound,
In-here-delivering-presents, like Italian Sausage and rolls,
Some steamy, mashed potatoes – with filet of soles!
“No, no!” says Mr. THIS – THAT’s not healthy eatin’ for YOU!
You NEED healthy, lean foods – to be true!”
Then, THAT voice comes – and will say: “Drop-The-Games!
EAT SOME FOOD! Your appetite, it tames!”
It does appear – we better (something) eat,
Or stuff can happen-and-we’ll-lose-sleep,
Like Jairus’ little, dead girl, at her Eleventh Hour!*
“They” went to get Jesus – “Please come – or she’ll die!”
“All right!” He said, with a glimmer in his eye!
And, when He got there, he said: “She’s OK;
She’s just a bit hungry – FEED HER SOMETHING – – – TODAY!
A little food’s – just the thing for her!”
And, sure enough – after-a-bite, she-started to PURR!!

fin ❤
Oh, and He said: “When she’s done – have her wash the dishes!
And – tell her to get outside a bit more – to fulfill her Christmas wishes!!” 🙂 – Ho, ho –

* – Mark 5: ___ Luke 8: ___ Matthew 9: ___

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