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Life is like a bunch of roses. Some sparkle like raindrops. Some fade when there's no sun. Some just fade away in time. Some dance in many colors. Some drop with hanging wings. Some make you fall in love. The beauty is in the eye of the beholder. Life you can be sure of, you will not get out ALIVE.(sorry about that)

The Promised Land ~

“NON-SEEKING!” a poem – to celebrate the eventual end of another Friday! 06/21/2019


Who knows-where-that-will-go!

Just two steps ahead – and one step back!

Do it again! For-nothing I lack!

I’ll do my best!?* * – another’s-idea-of-BAD!

I’ll let THEM judge! I won’t be sad!

For, I’ve had so much – of-sad, based-on-YOUR,

IDEA OF PERFECT, your-idea-of-“pure!”

I AM NOT pure; I am not vile;

I’ll always walk an extra mile,

To see your face -and touch your hand,

Hoping to experience “your promised land!”

And, if that do[es]n’t-work, I’m still OK;

I’ll wait! I’ll wait! for another day!

Then, I’ll-try-again, and HOPE FOR NAUGHT,

For nothing here have I sought!

fin <3


Slipping away ~ sad thoughts

Slipping away from life

What is it about life, one moment you believe the journey meant something. Then along comes that time when it crashes around you. The realisation of hurting is just to intense as you stop breathing cause you’re hurting with a broken soul. Like shattered glass cutting deep, suddenly you can see all was in vain. You’re best wasn’t good enough. You’re not good enough. Life starts slipping away. Sleep is escaping from from the misery of knowing you failed again. Thoughts from yesterday.

Slipping away©️

Australian History Melbourne

Photograph: State Library of Victoria
This image is from 1913 and shows Flinders Street looking east from the Swanston Street intersection. The south face of St Paul’s Cathedral is visible, as is the Metropolitan Gas Co’s offices and the old Princes Bridge railway station which was located where Federation Square now sits.

American history – new york


✨ An Electric Bus of the “Seeing New York” Tourist Company about to depart the company’s head office at the FlatIron building on 5th Avenue… at which by the way, they had a telephone connection.

✨ Note the look of fascination on the face of the boy on the sidewalk.

(Photo: New York State Library)

Australian history


Six-year-old Austrian boy, Werfel, a resident at the Am Himmel orphanage, shows his joy at receiving a new pair of shoes from the US Red Cross.

(LIFE Magazine 1946)

This photograph, shot by Gerald Waller, appeared in LIFE Magazine, December 30, 1946. Werfel was eventually brought to America among the many children liberated after the Second World War.

Amen ~ A journey with no end

God is up to something. There is a reason why you travelled your journey that your going through. Never be afraid what comes through you, for you are only an instrument of the Lord. Trust the process. God has you in his arms. As the hours past a new door opens praise the Lord Amen 🙇