When your heart gives love, do you always love generously? Are you the person who plants the seeds of kindness and spreads random acts of and beautiful gestures that encourage the heart to be pliable and soften? With the widespread hate circling our globe, it is in our best interest to load up the scales to tip our way. I cannot think of a more powerful emotion than love, can you? It reaches farther into the soul than any other sentiment. Live out loud. Love out loud. The more you love, the more you will have to give – what a paradox.
When I think of love, it is usually followed by passion. Where is your passion? I honestly used to open up the tab that brought me to
Steemit Hive with hope in my soul. A little bit of xcitement and a tad of expectation. This place is being abandonded quicker than a house with a three alarm fire. Is there a better paying gig out there? Are there nicer people? I named a whole bunch of people, but, then I thought that if I forgot even one, it would be terrible. Just know I look forward to all of you. Politics aside, I haven't found a better place. Then again, I'm not looking. I played a little with Voice, but, I missed the camraderi, the friendships I have forged and yes, even the little spammers that decorate my post. I lie! All you spammers, vamoose!You know who you are and you know you are not wanted.
Passion. Do you have the passion as you once did, once upon a time? To experience the passion, one must believe in its magic
Beauty in distress can be the most affecting beauty. Edmund Burke
So easy to lose sight of what really matters in life; is it not? There are days it can be a real challenge to keep it all in focus. Hocus-focus.
Not every picture is new, but, some days, it is fun to use them in a different way, hoping the results will be different, that perhaps it will say something different. I guess what I really want to say is some days I come on here and I love it and other days, it is a little less exciting, but, I still love it. Just like so many things in life, you won't miss it until it's gone.
There were flowers posted, to color our world. From me to you, electic and true. #alwaysaflower
All I have are my words, armed in my mind, written in pen, stand by stand. Oh, yes. Still by hand. It has a different feel. Altered not by keys, backspace, and delete, I write, erase, tear it to pieces and start all over again. And again.
It’s my way. I walk out to the deep end of the page and dive right in.
The Naming of Cats
The Naming of Cats is a difficult matter,
It isn’t just one of your holiday games;
You may think at first I’m as mad as a hatter
When I tell you, a cat must have THREE DIFFERENT NAMES.
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