News, photos, stories, and trouble from the borderland. The Cuban public was not impressed. Also, an old man selling bananas illegally from a wheelbarrow. The Relatives responded by threatening a rad.

Pen and Ink Portraits Gallery. My Dear Super-awesome Fellow Bloggers,.

I put firewall to my ambitions. Attached algorithm to life data. Debug errors of bygone years. Login to yet another domain. Binary character of fabricated life. Nevertheless we display inner bytes. Buffer for existence as a client. Our life has only one secret code. Never restarts when you crash. No cursors to control in this window.

Different times, different thoughts. It once came across an angel. My abode being of a certain age. In a dream I came upon a plan. A living, breathing, organism. Mute witness to the cyclicality of civilization. And the linearity of time.

The Poetic Stories of Michael33. Knowing One from the Other. Knowing One from the Other. I am stumbling in between them. All that is beautiful in the world. And the depths of my insanity. Enchanted by my own ignorance. Of not knowing one from the other. Confused as to which one. Breathes the reality of my being. The beauty within my mind. Do the fields of lavender.

Travel diaries providing inspiration for fellow travellers. Manchester Christmas Markets, December 2016. Welcome to my travel blog, Love Travelling. The world is a book and those who do not travel read only one page. From starting as a hobby my blog has evolved into an online travel resource providing inspiration to fellow travellers.

a tapestry of thoughts and forms conceived in my mind. Dries up, wilts, withers but still keeps clinging to roots the hope never leaves.

I wrote this last year about my friend Kevin. Today is 8 years since he has been gone. I needed to share this again because sharing what he means to me is part of my healing and helps me to keep his memory alive. 8221; and he would laugh. The kind of laugh that literally hurt when you finally stopped.