Music: PJ Harvey, Radio Head, Fleetwood Mac, David Usher/Moist, Johnny Cash, Portishead, Damien Rice (basically I am a 90s kid I like alternative, grunge, Industrial and other types of metal, oldies, punk, rock etc.)
Authors: Sylvia Plath, James Baldwin, Edmund White, Arthur Rimbaud, Jim Carrol, Jeff Noon, etc.
Movies: A Clock Work Orange, Fight Club, House of Flying Daggers (I like a lot of cult movies, horror, comedy, drama, I don't like action and fantasy is terrifying lol)
Philosophical Beliefs: Buddhism, Daoism, Shintoism (before it changed under Nationalism), The Transcendent Order
Favorite Video Game: Planescape Torment
What I do: read, write, yoga, pilates, weight-lift, walk, study philosophy and psychology, dance like a crazy person, paint, dream etc.
Qualities: stubborn, sarcastic, teasing, playful, open, flirtatious, eccentric, passionate, forgetful, open-minded
I am 39 and married (almost 20 years) with a beautiful soon to be teenage daughter.
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The bird flew away with the broken cassette, leaving a long trail of tape with Bohemian lyrics sung by an artist, who warranted attention for his nascent musical genius, but was chided by the music directors for his illusory self-glorifying statements made everywhere, and attempts to topple him were made.
The deal was finally clinched with some lucrative exchanges, and the singer continued living with the same insouciant bent of mind.
How wonderful Reena! Great wordle-ling this week π This has a dash of the casual insouciant in the reading, with just enough edge.
Thanks! I was just playing around with the words, hence, did not create a post out of it.
actually, it ended up being a post anyhow π
SUMMER BIRTH
Two nesting cardinals perch in the tree,
swaths of red against the green still leaves.
High and barely hidden, the birds clinch
their claws to the dark sycamore limb.
An errant wind will not topple them.
Summer is everywhere! Trails in flower!
Insouciant to the chiding children below,
they peck affectionately at the gold straw
where the hatchling burbles in its nest.
The human scene below is illusory:
the Bohemian flower children
warrant neither fear nor scrutiny.
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Thanks for playing this week’s wordle π
You’ve used this rather interesting words in a wonderful and delightful way – painting a very picturesque scene – it feels like a breath of fresh air!
Thank you! Wordles are great mental exercises to keep a mind’s gears
turning.
they are indeed – kind of like word Sudoko!
work ethics from me
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you did a scathingly great job of it π thank you π
ha! thank you!
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I don’t think my pingback worked, not sure why–or I could be blind π
Anyway, https://godschair.wordpress.com/2017/07/19/toppling-cultures/
all pingbacks have to be manually approved – so it can take time for prompt hosts to get to them – so, no, you’re not blind or crazy!
Whew, that’s a relief–thanks!!
you’re welcome π
Bless you! π
thank you π
Most welcome π
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