Cold winds from Europe, high albedo clouds, A distant hum of human fear Or the push to Get Things Done; Warm glow of coffee, glad to be remote From the righteous indignation Of falsifiable gods.

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Keep calm and move slow..

Just waiting for my HAPPY FUTURE>> Friends, Let;s wait together!

It was a good year on Steemit, but it has been a difficult summer. We had to travel (is that what they call a lenticular cloud over on the horizon? This was over Tunisia, and the next day, in Istanbul,

Help me, sticks and stones. This one, in my bag, I picked up in Guangzhou, eleven years ago, polished with a small piece of limestone, and then by the caresses of the years. Here is a flake from an outcrop

I'm alive! That's what I felt as the first bucket of cold water went over my head. A hawk is calling, and before that, when I came back in from the terrace, the songbird, something like a robin or a

Some of the squirrels had massive hoards Of unripe acorns gathered in early April : I felt the pangs of hunger in late summer, fearing winter, Deaf to the thud of fruit falling all around me.

I found myself alone in a dark wood, Without friend, or fire, or private keys: The treetops echoed with rumours of yesterday's token sales And the other animals talked quietly in hushed and guilty groups

"Hey I like your work, upvote me! it will mean a lot to me" or better still "I just followed and upvoted your work, upvote and follow me too" Those familiar words rings through virtually

"Nobody ever went broke underestimating the taste of the [American] public." - H. L. Mencken Is this the underlying philosophy behind Steemit.Inc's marketing strategy? I know there are many

This city is my mirror,       the cool air that blows in off the ocean: It is uncomfortable, the noise       the motorbikes the shouts on the street Jarring with my learnt aesthetic I withdraw into quiescence

Steemit is an extremely crazy and dynamic platform. There are crowds of people from all over the world and it's so easy to be lost and inconspicuous here.. When I registered here I was afraid to be one

Quit calling your demons demons. You're just painting faces on your pain. Quit calling your demons demons. They only hurt you because you refuse to let yourself heal. And quit calling your demons demons.

Lilleth dances, a smoldering fag        dangling between her fingers, the indentured musicians        managing the beat, an exotic refrain lulling the patrons, who doze        postprandially. Her mind

SteemitPhotoChallenge # 48 The Ocean

He would say very little, I thought, sitting on a rock by the Atlantic in the evening, the smell of the sea, the sounds of the waves. The fisherman knows, I thought, that the next wave will break up over

Upvoting your own comment WITHOUT upvoting the root post is an asinine behavior! You just read a great article and you think... Hey, awesome! This is amazing information that people will like, I found

We saw a light in the east, after dusk, a star that hung in the sky, and which did not rise with the evening: The pieces of my shattered attention fall with a bright dying flare below the horizon, a memory

This is a great post! I upvoted and resteemed! Please upvote mine too! I know that we all have seen comments like this in our reply section, but when I dug a little deeper, I realized that these flagged