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We act as though comfort and luxury were the chief requirements of life, when all that we need to make us happy is something to be enthusiastic about.

Painting of the Day

The errors of great men are venerable because they are more fruitful than the truths of little men.

Cpt. Jack Sparrow

Johnny Depp’s Pirates of the Caribbean cameo return β€˜blocked by Disney’


Johnny Deppβ€˜s Pirates of the Caribbeanrun looks like it has come to a definitive end. Depp played Captain Jack Sparrow in five films across 14 years. The franchise has accumulated box office takings of over $4.5bn making it the twelfth biggest of all time. However, Disney is said to have put a stop to the […]

Johnny Depp’s Pirates of the Caribbean cameo return β€˜blocked by Disney’
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Cpt Jack Sparrow Rides again


Oh, I have tried to laugh the pain away, Let new flames brush my love-springs like a feather. But the old fever seizes me to-day, As sickness grips a soul in miserable weather. I have given myself up to every urge, With not a care of precious powers spent, Have bared my body to the strangest scourge, To soothe and deaden my heart’s unhealing rent. But you have torn a nerve out of my frame, A gut that no physician can replace, And reft my life of happiness and aim. Oh, what new purpose shall I now embrace? What substance hold, what lovely form pursue? When does my thought burn through everything to you? ~

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Cpt. Jack Sparrow

CPT. Jack Sparrow is never Afraid in The Caribbean


No servile little fear shall daunt my will This morning. I have courage steeled to say I will be lazy, conqueringly still, I will not lose the hours in toil this day. The roaring world without, careless of souls, Shall leave me to my placid dream of rest, My four walls shield me from its shouting ghouls, And all its hates have fled my quiet breast. And I will loll here resting, wide awake, Dead to the world of work, the world of love, I laze contented just for dreaming’s sake With not the slightest urge to think or move. How tired unto death, how tired I was! Now for a day I put my burdens by, And like a child amidst the meadow grass Under the southern sun, I languid lie And feel the bed about me kindly deep, My strength ooze gently from my hollow bones, My worried brain drift aimlessly to sleep, Like softening to a song of tuneful tones. ~

Cpt. Jack Sparrow

Cpt. Jack Sparrow


OnΒ their wedding night, the young bride approached her new husband and asked for $20.00 for their first lovemakingΒ encounter.

In his highly aroused state, her husband readily agreed.Β 
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This scenario was repeated each time they made love for more than 40 years, with him thinking that it was a cuteΒ way for her to afford new clothes and other incidentals thatΒ sheΒ needed.Β 
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ArrivingΒ home around noon one day, she wasΒ surprised to find her husband in a very drunken state.Β 
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During the next few minutes, he explained that his employer was going through a process of corporateΒ downsizing, and he had been let go.Β 

It was unlikely that, at the age of 59, he’d be able to find another position that paid anywhere near whatΒ he’d been earning, and therefore, they were financially ruined.Β 
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Calmly, his wife handed him a bank book which showed more than forty years of steady deposits and interest totalling nearly $1 million.

Then she showed him certificates of deposits issuedΒ by the bank which were worth over $2 million, and informed him that they were one of the largest depositors in the bank.

She explained that for more than three decades she had β€˜charged’ him for sex,Β  these holdings had multiplied and these were the results of her savings and investments.

Β Faced with evidence of cash and investments worth over $3 million, her husband was so astounded he couldΒ barely speak, but finally he found his voice and blurted out, β€˜If I’d had any idea what you were doing,Β I would have given you all my business!’ 
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That’s when she shot him. . . .I know, I didn’t see this coming either . . .Β 

You know, sometimes, men just don’t know when to keep their mouths shut.

Women are like phones: They like to be held, talked to, and touched often, BUT push the wrong button and you are disconnected!

Cpt. Jack Sparrow

Cpt. Jack Sparrow


Good night
My dominant air
Said I was going to own you
And this one I danced!
Today in the universe
Nothing that shines blind more than your name

I was mute to meet you
What I saw was awesome, leaked
All over the jungle of my being
Nothing was intact

At the border of an oasis
My heart in peace shook
It’s too much surprise you bring
β€˜ Still well I’m Flamengo

Even when he doesn’t go well
Something tells me red-black
That suffering takes beyond
There is no love without fear
Good night!

Who has no one to give to
The day is the same as night
Time standing in the air, days ago
Heat, insomnia oh! night night night
Who loves lives dreaming by day
Flying is man’s
Life was made to catch up
Hungry, hungry, hungry

If you come from heights with trail or peace
Oh baby I’ll be your guide on earth
In war or quiet your beauty is the pier
And I’m the man
What can give you, besides heat, faithfulness
My whole life I give you
My whole life I give you…

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Cpt. Jack Sparrow dreams of yesterday’s eroticism on the high Seas of the Carribean


The years have passed, the captain became the captain of the dark depths of the ocean

With the crew arrived again seaward bound
And being in an old dead bones
He saw his love rise from the depth of the ocean covered in tattoos long faded

She has those pert breasts I hunger for
And lips, lips are eager for love
He did not believe his own eyes,
But lost consciousness in half darkness.

And when my nymph opened one eye

Brown eyes wanted eroticism to behold Jack Sparrow was back at last with his beloved wench of the Ocean depths they went into the oceans of the Caribbean

She has tattoos on her hands,
And lips, lips are mean like red wine
And with surprise the captain found out
She has the daughter of that girl from Nagasaki.

The story of a beautiful dream
To my beloved girl, those lips are like cherries
Our captain continued not in the sea –
He always stayed in Nagasaki.

He was missing in a familiar basically,
Was looking at my daughter and her signs,
And saw the French features in her,
And the girl he fell in love with Nagasaki.

The captain has no other fate,
He doesn’t like any noise or a fight now.
So happy he has his daughter with her sweat betrothed
Living memory of holy love from Nagasaki!

On the storm in the storm when the thunderstorm is crying
And a seagulls cry, a victory cry in the dark.
High by the love of my sparrow of love
The greed of the waves of sea attack!

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Cpt. Jack Sparrow rides against the Waves of the Caribbean Ocean


I know you want to achieve something,
With a dream you fall asleep and get up early.
You are waiting for life to bring you something,
But you will understand the life of science.

You have hundreds of obstacles along the way
And your goal is so far according to words,
But I’ll help you find a way out,
You are making a difference to yourself.

Today your hike will begin for glory,
Today you will discover the power in yourself.
I will share a great secret with you,
All the power is kept in your head.

There is no power more powerful than your thoughts,
They paint a picture of your life.
Let me add a touch to the drawing,
Let my words take me to the top.

You must change the way to change the way,
Light your will, charm, strength.
Let the words be able to become your heart:
Everything in the world is possible, don’t wait for comfort.

I built the resistance to you for a start,
Your path will begin, to achieve a dream,
The Book is, from now on, your life is a map
You continue to die, you go to the goal.

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