by Joshua

Murder of love

March 9, 2012 in poetry

Murder of love

Murder of love

You sliced open my heart

Without even a kiss

As I watch as you pick at the bits of love

That of many loved by thy heart

Despite the pain they all left still a place they had

And you laughed, no pity, no love

But here I am…

Slain by just one more of those who hold a place in this endless heart

Stop and look; just a moment longer, your place in it just a little deeper

Can this sight of you in some ones heart change you laughter to sorrow

Will it make your cry of pain as you killed me

I hope in the end you may smile, of happiness knowing some one loved you in the end

Even though you killed him, love was there and forever will remain in this heart

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We are more.

February 28, 2012 in Things that make you go Hmmm

We think, sometimes, there’s not a dragon left.
Not one brave knight, not a single princess gliding through secret forests, enchanting deer and butterflies with her smile.

We think sometimes that ours is an age past frontiers, past adventures.
Destiny, it’s way over the horizon; glowing shadows galloped past long ago, and gone.

What a pleasure to be wrong.

Princesses, knights, enchantments and dragons, mystery and adventure . . . not only are they here-and-now; they’re all that ever lived on earth!

Our century, they’ve changed cloths, of course. Today dragons wear Government-costumes, failure-suits and disaster-outfits. Society’s demons screech, whirl down on us should we lift our eyes from the ground, dare we turn right at corners we’ve been told to turn left. So crafty have appearances become that princesses and knights can be hidden from each other, can be hidden from themselves.

Yet masters of reality still meet us in dreams to tell us that we’ve never lost the shield we need against dragons, that blue-fire voltage arcs through us now to change our world as we wish.

Intuition Whispers: We’re not flesh, we’re Magic!

-Richard Bach: The Bridge Across Forever

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by Joshua

Nakie Bumet

February 27, 2012 in Things that make you go Hmmm

This weekend (02/24/2012) I had put to rest one of the characters in my head I cared much for. I had made him for a role play I had with a friend so that the character my friend role played might be happy. Though I do know Nakie (my char) made Sidara (friends char) happy in the end she felt due to her habit of harming those near her she pushed him away and wished to only being friends…
Due to the only reason Nakie even lived was to love Sidara it was like his reason of being was ripped from him when she took her love and stopped giving it to him. She was all he ever truly knew, the only person he ever put his trust in and he did no matter what she did.
After she left him, he knew what he would do… He planned to end what he was. He sent her a letter first though. So she would not go looking for him, so she did not have to wonder what ever happened… She found him before he killed himself. But she seemed not to understand his reason and gave up on him. And so; he killed himself after all. And Thus this character I enjoyed playing so much… Is gone, I hope he rests well and no longer feels the pain of being denied the love of Sidara, His reason for living.
I will miss you Nakie.

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The Dovahkiin chronicles

January 30, 2012 in Lord Darians Web Picks

Little comic the Son and I drew up.

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Well Mr. Gore, I guess you were mistaken.

January 29, 2012 in Things that make you go Hmmm

Well Mr. Gore, I guess you were mistaken.

The supposed ‘consensus’ on man-made global warming is facing an inconvenient challenge after
the release of new temperature data showing the planet has not warmed for the past 15 years.
The figures suggest that we could even be heading for a mini ice age to rival the 70-year
temperature drop that saw frost fairs held on the Thames in the 17th Century.

Based on readings from more than 30,000 measuring stations, the data was issued last week without fanfare by the Met Office and the University of East Anglia Climatic Research Unit. It confirms that the rising trend in world temperatures ended in 1997.

Perhaps the most inconvenient fact is the lack of global warming for well over 10 years now. This is known to the warming establishment, as one can see from the 2009 “Climategate” email of climate scientist Kevin Trenberth: “The fact is that we can’t account for the lack of warming at the moment and it is a travesty that we can’t.” But the warming is only missing if one believes computer models where so-called feedbacks involving water vapor and clouds greatly amplify the small effect of CO2.

The lack of warming for more than a decade—indeed, the smaller-than-predicted warming over the 22 years since the U.N.’s Intergovernmental Panel on Climate Change (IPCC) began issuing projections—suggests that computer models have greatly exaggerated how much warming additional CO2 can cause. Faced with this embarrassment, those promoting alarm have shifted their drumbeat from warming to weather extremes, to enable anything unusual that happens in our chaotic climate to be ascribed to CO2.

The fact is that CO2 is not a pollutant. CO2 is a colorless and odorless gas, exhaled at high concentrations by each of us, and a key component of the biosphere’s life cycle. Plants do so much better with more CO2 that greenhouse operators often increase the CO2 concentrations by factors of three or four to get better growth. This is no surprise since plants and animals evolved when CO2 concentrations were about 10 times larger than they are today. Better plant varieties, chemical fertilizers and agricultural management contributed to the great increase in agricultural yields of the past century, but part of the increase almost certainly came from additional CO2 in the atmosphere.

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As seen from my front door

January 27, 2012 in Things that make you go Hmmm

As seen from my front door

This lovely creature was spotted swimming down the hill from my house the other day. Nature is awesome!

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by Joshua

The sky

January 11, 2012 in poetry

The sky is beautiful
The sky is evil

Every morning
Every night

It makes you love it
Then leaves

That plain blue
And makes you sad

Why can’t it always be
Beautiful like I wish it

The orange
The pink

Beautiful
Please stay

Don’t revert
Stay with me

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by Joshua

From Joshua~

January 6, 2012 in Things that make you go Hmmm

:grin: Well this shows the furries around the world, well most seem to be in the US but not all, seems many in Texas even, wth… :roll:

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The longest day of all!

December 7, 2011 in Things that make you go Hmmm

I must check Reddit a couple dozen times a day, from my office, from my cell phone while out in town and on my PC at home of an evening. It would be safe to say it is a HUGE time sponge, before you know it the clock says it’s time to leave. Today as some of you no doubt are aware has seen the first major crash of Reddit in several months. So what else have I to do all day; post about it of course!

The longest day of all.

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Last Day

August 29, 2011 in Introductions

He was so small when he arrived, just a little black ball of kicking feet, the runt of the litter. At five weeks old he should have been suckling at his mothers side, but she was gone and so where his siblings. We were all he had in the world, he needed us and he was our first. We fed him with a bottle for the first few weeks, kept him warm with a heating blanket and stayed close in case he needed us.

 

I’d had dogs growing up but as a new family he was the first one we had ever had. He wasn’t the smartest of dogs, but he loved us and we loved him. Of course, he didn’t stay small for very long. In no time at all he was bounding around the house, knocking over everything in his path. Like most puppies, his feet grew much faster then the rest of him.

 

There were times that having a young dog was less then pleasant, there was the puking incident in the back seat of my new car (in his defense though, he did clean most of it up before I was able to get to it) and that fateful 4th of July night.

 

We are originally from San Diego; people in SD don’t light off fireworks themselves, the professionals do it. We knew people were allowed to shoot off fireworks up here and went to a friend’s house for that very purpose, leaving the dog at home. It wasn’t as though we expected a massive fireworks battle to go on between our neighbors in our absence. That is of course exactly what went down, with our young dog alone at home certain that the world was coming to an end. He never fully recovered from that night (our carpet never did either) and from that point forward had to be sedated the nights that fireworks were allowed to be used.

 

At one hundred plus pounds, he was the biggest pussy you were ever likely to run into. His voice however could scare away a burglar at half a mile away. He had that deep hound dog bark that would wake you up from the deepest of sleep. Once you got in the door though, he would hide behind anything that was handy till he was sure it was safe.

 

It started with cancer, as it so often does. An ever growing lump on his leg and chest, we got it removed but it just came back in spades. He wasn’t as fast any more; the younger dogs could get him to play but he tired quickly. The cancer riddled his body, his lungs.. He didn’t complain, but he didn’t get up as quickly as he used to. At the end he just laid there most of the time, moving from room to room to be close to us. He didn’t want to be alone anymore, he knew.

 

We took him on that last ride today; the other dogs won’t understand why he never came back. It’s hard to say goodbye but it isn’t right to make him suffer just to so we can postpone the pain of losing him. I hope that some day, someone will love me enough to do the same for me. I’ll carry the whole in my heart he used to fill for the rest of my life as will all of us touched by him.

 

Good bye my old friend, I’ll see you again, just there on the other side.

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