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Lisa L Peters
@outrayjust
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Storyteller | Artist | Science Nerd | RED Dreamer | Chocoholic | Explorer
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2017-06-22 21:00
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outrayjust
steemit
8y
The Bots are Winning 🤖
I admit it: a part of me is 12. It’s the part that still loves dead baby jokes, occasionally eats canned spaghetti ... right out of the can! ... and cannot help but get hysterical while watching South
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story
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What If That’s All There Is?
Life is a strange commodity. It seems from this side of the divide to be the most precious thing we have. Truly the only thing, in fact. Without it, nothing else exists. Yet in many ways, life has been
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story
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S | I | M | P | L | I | C | I | T | ¥
What is simplicity? That elusive, fulfilling sensation that defies definition. That deceptively difficult distillation. Perhaps it’s easier to start with what it is not. Simplicity is not the absence of
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smartphonephotography
8y
If I could Save Gloom In a Bottle
It would probably look a little something like this... It would feel a lot like this... And there’d be a lot of this... A lot of people avoid gloom, even run from it. I find it oddly inviting, alluring,
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smartphonephotography
8y
Spill the Wine
I am fearless with a camera. If I knew what I was doing even half the time, I probably wouldn’t do it. If I had understood all of the rules I was breaking when I started, I’d have never pushed the button,
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story
8y
I Do Not Like Mother’s Day
May is a rough month for me. Mother’s Day, my mother’s birthday, the anniversary of her memorial service, and a deep reminder of the loss of the possibility of something I never truly had - a real mother.
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poetry
8y
The Machines Have Won
I wake up to fog and rain Dark and dreary And possibly all in my head Automatically Without yet engaging my murky eyes In one fluid movement Scoop up my iPhone Enter my passcode Click the weather app And
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story
8y
I’m a RED Person Living a Blue Life
I’m someone fraught with paradox and irony. I often seem to create - and be drawn to - the opposite of what I desire, of what I profess to love, of what I feel in my big RED heart. From the moment I wake
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story
8y
The Wisdom of Hopscotch
Wherever you are Wherever you’ve been Whatever you've done or not done Start here It’s all you’ve got It’s all you are As you climb So you will fall But get back up And keep going And going And going And
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story
8y
The Mystique of the Sensual
My father is an old man. I hardly recognize the weary body held together by vodka and wires. I hardly know him. And the tragic thing is that in a literal sense, I never really did. He’s unknowable. Has
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story
8y
How My Rubies Lead Me to an Unexpected Treasure
There are many reasons to visit a Natural History Museum. I was fortunate to grow up in Chicago, a city with one of the world’s greatest ones. And I’m the daughter of a chemist who’s name is on the patent
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caturday
8y
Lazy CATurday
Today was one of those days... Okay, it was actually way more than one of those days. My husband and I got up at 3am to go watch NASA’s Mars InSight launch. The plan was to blog about that. After all,
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smartphonephotography
8y
What’s In a Number?
Humans have an irrepressible drive to assign meaning and symbolism to just about everything. We attach stories, emotions, even personification to the most mundane of things. And it can elevate us. Or it
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smartphonephotography
8y
le labyrinthe de delusions
Illusions. Delusions. Sometimes it’s hard to separate these concepts...or tell them apart. As a photographer, I walk around with a strange and wondrous filter attached to my camera-shaped brain. Most of
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story
8y
There Should Be a Thousand Yellow Daisies...
The confusing mixed messages of Gilmore Girls sparked the imaginations of several generations of American women. We all wanted to be a Lorelai. We wanted fierce independence while enjoying the safety net
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streetphotography
8y
Contrasts and Contradictions
Yesterday I posted about the conflicts of cost vs. price in this business we call life. It’s a super charged issue. For me. But also for many of us. My Steemit sister @countrygirl pointed out that it revealed
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story
8y
The Cost of Living
These disposable Schick®️ razors are built for a single use. I use each one for roughly a month and I have a drawer full of them. Now you may be thinking that I’m a frugal, thrifty packrat. And while you
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steemit
8y
On Turning 60
It’s hard to believe I’ve made it this far. I remember being just a bud. Brand new. Full of immense energy and naivety. I believed that by the time I made it to 60 I’d be set. Established. Wise and weathered
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story
8y
A Square Peg In an A-Hole
I’ve stopped. Stopped trying. Stopped pretending. It’s painful and difficult. A million lemmings are perpetually beckoning me to come back. Seducing me with shiny objects. Tempting me with 401Ks, security,
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smartphonephotography
8y
Caturday Came a Little Early For Nurse Max
He may look like he’s just passed out and oblivious but don’t let that fool you. My little man has spent the better part of the last two days in bed with me as I convalesce. Nurse Max not only cuddles
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