When I saw this I freaked out & then began laughing ... sick but I had to.
I'm always fearful of some silly thing; maybe this is the one thing I need to really fear!
Julian
Thursday, December 4, 2008
Monday, December 1, 2008
Today is December 1, 2008
Today is World Aids Day 2008 - Please follow the link above to learn more. AIDS is not just a disease for the promiscuous or homosexual but for anyone in the world. Please don't place labels or make judgements.
Blessings,
Julian
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/AIDS
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/World_AIDS_Day
The Rainbow Bridge
The Rainbow Bridge Poem
There is a bridge connecting Heaven and Earth. It is called the Rainbow Bridge because of its many colors. Just this side of the Rainbow Bridge, there is a land of meadows, hills and valleys with lush green grass. When a beloved pet dies, the pet goes to this place.
There is always food and water, and warm Spring weather. Those old and frail animals are young again. Those who have been maimed are made whole again.
They play all day with each other. But there is only one thing missing. They are not with their special person who loved them on earth. So, each day they run and play until the day comes when one suddenly stops playing and looks up. The nose twitches, the ears are up, the eyes are staring, and this one suddenly runs from the group.
You have been seen, and when you and your special friend meet, you take him or her in your arms and embrace. Your face is kissed again and again and again and you look once more into the eyes of your trusting pet. Then you cross the Rainbow Bridge together, never again to be separated.
Author unknown
There is a bridge connecting Heaven and Earth. It is called the Rainbow Bridge because of its many colors. Just this side of the Rainbow Bridge, there is a land of meadows, hills and valleys with lush green grass. When a beloved pet dies, the pet goes to this place.
There is always food and water, and warm Spring weather. Those old and frail animals are young again. Those who have been maimed are made whole again.
They play all day with each other. But there is only one thing missing. They are not with their special person who loved them on earth. So, each day they run and play until the day comes when one suddenly stops playing and looks up. The nose twitches, the ears are up, the eyes are staring, and this one suddenly runs from the group.
You have been seen, and when you and your special friend meet, you take him or her in your arms and embrace. Your face is kissed again and again and again and you look once more into the eyes of your trusting pet. Then you cross the Rainbow Bridge together, never again to be separated.
Author unknown
Dear Reader,
I was chatting with a dear friend of mine, who shows me she still loves me (agape not passion - get your mind out of the gutter!) and she told me of the loss of her beloved pet. I wept a little for her, knowing what I went through with the Losoyas last year and the expense it takes to care for animals when they are ill. And even then, sometimes they still die, and it wounds your heart. I remember rushing in with Mr. & Mrs. Losoya when their little dog Blackie died. Mr. Losoya rushed in, picking up the lifeless animal, cradling it, crying out loud, wishing and cursing. Blondie & I helped him get drunk later that night.
Mrs. Losoya came out in the middle of our binge, saying she had just gone to bed and instinctively called for Blackie, and when he didn't come, she wailed. We were taken by surprise, but he held her all night and let her watch him destroy his liver. I guess that's why my blogs about dogs are so rabid (No pun intended!) and honest about how I feel about dogs (and cats) and their treatment.
To my friend, all I can do is pray and hope things come back to fill your heart and make you
smile. You loved and were loved, and in this world that's all you can do.
After she told me that I took Blondie for a few extra hugs and after posting this we're going for a nice long walk in the sunshine.
Blessings to you my friend.
Always,
Julian
http://www.rainbowbridge.com/Poem.htm - poem & memorial website
http://www.petloss.com/rainbowbridge.htm - poem again
http://www.chersanfrenchbulldogs.com/Rainbow%20Bridge.JPG - art image & poem
http://pets1st.com/articles/00075RainbowBridgePoem.asp - This is the version I am posting
http://aspcacommunity.ning.com/ - Help when you can
Saturday, November 29, 2008
Another Job for Me - Another Dream
In life I've been many things, now here's one more.
~lol!~
Blessings,
Julian
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vbvadq2hY0s - Another link just in case the sound doesn't make you smile.
Britney Spears Womanizer Lyrics
Songwriters: N/A
Superstar
Where you from, how's it going?
I know you
Got a clue, what you doing?
You can play brand new to
All the other chicks out here
But I know what you are
What you are, baby
Look at you
Gettin' more than just a re-up
Baby you
Got all the puppets with their strings up
Fakin' like a good one
But I call 'em like I see 'em
I know what you are
What you are, baby
Womanizer, woman-womanizer
You're a womanizer
Oh, womanizer, oh
You're a womanizer, baby
You, you, you are
You, you, you are
Womanizer, womanizer
Womanizer
Boy don't try to front, uh, I
Know just, just, what you are, ah, ah
Boy don't try to front, uh, I
Know just, just, what you are, ah, ah
You got me going
You're oh so charming
But I can't do it
You womanizer
Boy don't try to front, uh, I
Know just, just, what you are, ah, ah
Boy don't try to front, uh, I
Know just, just, what you are, ah, ah
You say I'm crazy
I got you crazy
You're nothing but a
Womanizer
Daddy-O
You got the swagger of a champion
Too bad for you
You just can't find the right companion
I guess when you have one too many
Makes it hard, it could be easy
Who you are
That's just who you are, baby
Lollipop
Must mistake me, you're the sucker
To think that I
Would be a victim, not another
Say it, play it, how you wanna?
But no way I'm ever gonna
Fall for you
Never you, baby
Womanizer, woman-womanizer
You're a womanizer
Oh, womanizer, oh
You're a womanizer, baby
You, you, you are
You, you, you are
Womanizer, womanizer
Womanizer
Boy don't try to front, uh, I
Know just, just, what you are, ah, ah
Boy don't try to front, uh, I
Know just, just, what you are, ah, ah
You got me going
You're oh so charming
But I can't do it
You womanizer
Boy don't try to front, uh, I
Know just, just, what you are, ah, ah
Boy don't try to front, uh, I
Know just, just, what you are, ah, ah
You say I'm crazy
I got you crazy
You're nothing but a
Womanizer
Maybe if
We both lived in a
Different world
It would be all good
And maybe I could be your girl
But I can't
'Cause we don't
Womanizer, woman-womanizer
You're a womanizer
Oh, womanizer, oh
You're a womanizer, baby
You, you, you are
You, you, you are
Womanizer, womanizer
Womanizer
Boy don't try to front, uh, I
Know just, just, what you are, ah, ah
Boy don't try to front, uh, I
Know just, just, what you are, ah, ah
You got me going
You're oh so charming
But I can't do it
You womanizer
Boy don't try to front, uh, I
Know just, just, what you are, ah, ah
Boy don't try to front, uh, I
Know just, just, what you are, ah, ah
You say I'm crazy
I got you crazy
You're nothing but a
Womanizer
Boy don't try to front, uh, I
Know just, just, what you are, ah, ah
Boy don't try to front, uh, I
Know just, just, what you are, ah, ah
Womanizer, woman-womanizer
You're a womanizer
Oh, womanizer, oh
You're a womanizer, baby
http://www.metrolyrics.com/womanizer-lyrics-britney-spears.html
~lol!~
Blessings,
Julian
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vbvadq2hY0s - Another link just in case the sound doesn't make you smile.
Britney Spears Womanizer Lyrics
Songwriters: N/A
Superstar
Where you from, how's it going?
I know you
Got a clue, what you doing?
You can play brand new to
All the other chicks out here
But I know what you are
What you are, baby
Look at you
Gettin' more than just a re-up
Baby you
Got all the puppets with their strings up
Fakin' like a good one
But I call 'em like I see 'em
I know what you are
What you are, baby
Womanizer, woman-womanizer
You're a womanizer
Oh, womanizer, oh
You're a womanizer, baby
You, you, you are
You, you, you are
Womanizer, womanizer
Womanizer
Boy don't try to front, uh, I
Know just, just, what you are, ah, ah
Boy don't try to front, uh, I
Know just, just, what you are, ah, ah
You got me going
You're oh so charming
But I can't do it
You womanizer
Boy don't try to front, uh, I
Know just, just, what you are, ah, ah
Boy don't try to front, uh, I
Know just, just, what you are, ah, ah
You say I'm crazy
I got you crazy
You're nothing but a
Womanizer
Daddy-O
You got the swagger of a champion
Too bad for you
You just can't find the right companion
I guess when you have one too many
Makes it hard, it could be easy
Who you are
That's just who you are, baby
Lollipop
Must mistake me, you're the sucker
To think that I
Would be a victim, not another
Say it, play it, how you wanna?
But no way I'm ever gonna
Fall for you
Never you, baby
Womanizer, woman-womanizer
You're a womanizer
Oh, womanizer, oh
You're a womanizer, baby
You, you, you are
You, you, you are
Womanizer, womanizer
Womanizer
Boy don't try to front, uh, I
Know just, just, what you are, ah, ah
Boy don't try to front, uh, I
Know just, just, what you are, ah, ah
You got me going
You're oh so charming
But I can't do it
You womanizer
Boy don't try to front, uh, I
Know just, just, what you are, ah, ah
Boy don't try to front, uh, I
Know just, just, what you are, ah, ah
You say I'm crazy
I got you crazy
You're nothing but a
Womanizer
Maybe if
We both lived in a
Different world
It would be all good
And maybe I could be your girl
But I can't
'Cause we don't
Womanizer, woman-womanizer
You're a womanizer
Oh, womanizer, oh
You're a womanizer, baby
You, you, you are
You, you, you are
Womanizer, womanizer
Womanizer
Boy don't try to front, uh, I
Know just, just, what you are, ah, ah
Boy don't try to front, uh, I
Know just, just, what you are, ah, ah
You got me going
You're oh so charming
But I can't do it
You womanizer
Boy don't try to front, uh, I
Know just, just, what you are, ah, ah
Boy don't try to front, uh, I
Know just, just, what you are, ah, ah
You say I'm crazy
I got you crazy
You're nothing but a
Womanizer
Boy don't try to front, uh, I
Know just, just, what you are, ah, ah
Boy don't try to front, uh, I
Know just, just, what you are, ah, ah
Womanizer, woman-womanizer
You're a womanizer
Oh, womanizer, oh
You're a womanizer, baby
http://www.metrolyrics.com/womanizer-lyrics-britney-spears.html
Friday, November 28, 2008
Thursday, November 27, 2008
Happy Thanksgiving
Share your blessings.
Share your warmth.
Share you love.
Share your joy.
Share your compassion.
If you did it already then thank you.
If you believe in your heart you have none to share then let me know so I can mail you an envelope of love.
Blessings & much love on this Thanksgiving,
~ J ~
Friday, November 21, 2008
Kanye West - Heard Em Say Lyrics & Thoughts
Kanye West
Heard 'em Say lyrics
*******
Wake up Mr. West [echoes]
[Kanye West]
Uh, Yeah, Uh, yeah, uh, yeah, uh, yeah
[Piano drops]
And I heard 'em say, nothin ever promised tomorrow today.
From the Chi, like Tim it's the Hard-a-way,
So this is in the name of love, like Robert says
Before you ask me to get a job today, can I at least get a raise on a minimum wage?
And I know the government administered AIDS,
So I guess we just pray like the minister say,
Allah o Akbar and throw em some hot cars,
Things we see on the screen are not ours,
But these niggas from the hood so these dreams not far,
Where im from, the dope boys is the rock stars,
But they can't cop cars without seein' cop cars,
I guess they want us all behind bars.
I know it.
[Chorus (Adam Levine)]
Uh, And I heard 'em say, nothin ever promised tomorrow today.
(ooooooooo)
And I heard 'em say, nothin ever promised tomorrow today.
(Nothing's ever promised tomorrow today.)
But we'll find a way
(And nothing lasts forever but be honest babe, it hurts but it may be the only way)
[Kanye]
They say people in your life are seasons,
And anything that happen is for a reason,
And niggas guns a clappin and keep to squeezin',
And Gran (Grandma) keep prayin' and keep believin',
And Jesus and one day that ya see him,
Till they walk in his footsteps and try to be him,
The devil is alive I feel him breathin',
Claimin' money is the key so keep on dreamin',
And put them lottery tickets just to tease us,
My aunt Pam can't put those cigarettes down,
Now my lil cousin smokin those cigarettes now,
His job trying to claim that he too niggerish now,
Is it cuz his skin blacker than licorice now?
I can't figure it out...
Im Stickin around....
[Chorus (Adam Levine)]
Uh, And I heard 'em say, nothin ever promised tomorrow today.
(ooooooooo)
And I heard 'em say, nothin ever promised tomorrow today.
(Nothing's ever promised tomorrow today.)
But we'll find a way
(And nothing lasts forever but be honest babe, it hurts but it may be the only way)
(Cuz every worthless word we get more far away, and nothing's ever promised tomorrow today,
And nothing lasts forever but be honest babe, it hurts but it may be the only way)
[Beat Changes]
http://www.lyricsmode.com/lyrics/k/kanye_west/heard_em_say.html
Version 2 with Adam Levine
Version 1 drawn by Bill Plympton
******
Today wasn't a bad day; it reminds me I don't want to be a teacher but it does remind me that I am going to make it no matter what. I am going to be unahappy in my present incarnation and I need to make the difference in my own heart and smile. I need to see something and show the delight of my own needs & wants occurring; selfishness must be king in my life. I need to sing my song and write my plays and walking to my own beat no matter how far it may take me; and it may have to take me away from Texas.
"The devil is alive I feel him breathin', claimin' money is the key so keep on dreamin',"
I am dreaming in my days and working my nightmares into something more formidable, and I want to see them happen. I want a recitation of my resume as wild & wicked as the needs of the demons of Lust & Gluttony.
I like food, and I like sex.
Let's find something that combines them both.
Maybe my life is an unfinished Harold Robbins novel, protagonist full of promise and yet, always falling short of real success & redemption, and making the world a little darker and their souls a little brighter. Is that truly a possibility? Am I going to make the world better one day with my stories or with my ideas or my hopes or my impotency?
Or am I just bullshitting myself?
Maybe a simple murder-suicide would be the best way out of this world. But ... killing my dog isn't the solution so I need to keep living and tying knots around womens' wrist and keeping them in place while my deviated imagination goes mad with lust & perversions.
THAT sounds like fun, doesn't it dear deviate? ~lmao!~
Maybe my soul is too dysfunctional for my heart to bear. Or maybe I will be that thing that I have feared all my life: 'alone'.
I think there are may things in life I need to reconsider in my quest for normalcy and maybe I don't really need normalcy in any manner.
Personally 'd rather be more like James Bond. Of course, the Sean Connery ideal with the Daniel Craig figure. I'd love to show my stomach off in a small pair of shorts coming out of the water for all eyes to gaze on me and allow myself to manipulate the babes of the moment into bending to my perverse and obscene will and desires.
(pause)
Of course falling in love would make things a little better wouldn't it? Almost as much fun as running away on a hedonistic journey through the thighs of young women around the world aching to play the depraved games I seek in my stories.
(more later - finishing term paper)
Heard 'em Say lyrics
*******
Wake up Mr. West [echoes]
[Kanye West]
Uh, Yeah, Uh, yeah, uh, yeah, uh, yeah
[Piano drops]
And I heard 'em say, nothin ever promised tomorrow today.
From the Chi, like Tim it's the Hard-a-way,
So this is in the name of love, like Robert says
Before you ask me to get a job today, can I at least get a raise on a minimum wage?
And I know the government administered AIDS,
So I guess we just pray like the minister say,
Allah o Akbar and throw em some hot cars,
Things we see on the screen are not ours,
But these niggas from the hood so these dreams not far,
Where im from, the dope boys is the rock stars,
But they can't cop cars without seein' cop cars,
I guess they want us all behind bars.
I know it.
[Chorus (Adam Levine)]
Uh, And I heard 'em say, nothin ever promised tomorrow today.
(ooooooooo)
And I heard 'em say, nothin ever promised tomorrow today.
(Nothing's ever promised tomorrow today.)
But we'll find a way
(And nothing lasts forever but be honest babe, it hurts but it may be the only way)
[Kanye]
They say people in your life are seasons,
And anything that happen is for a reason,
And niggas guns a clappin and keep to squeezin',
And Gran (Grandma) keep prayin' and keep believin',
And Jesus and one day that ya see him,
Till they walk in his footsteps and try to be him,
The devil is alive I feel him breathin',
Claimin' money is the key so keep on dreamin',
And put them lottery tickets just to tease us,
My aunt Pam can't put those cigarettes down,
Now my lil cousin smokin those cigarettes now,
His job trying to claim that he too niggerish now,
Is it cuz his skin blacker than licorice now?
I can't figure it out...
Im Stickin around....
[Chorus (Adam Levine)]
Uh, And I heard 'em say, nothin ever promised tomorrow today.
(ooooooooo)
And I heard 'em say, nothin ever promised tomorrow today.
(Nothing's ever promised tomorrow today.)
But we'll find a way
(And nothing lasts forever but be honest babe, it hurts but it may be the only way)
(Cuz every worthless word we get more far away, and nothing's ever promised tomorrow today,
And nothing lasts forever but be honest babe, it hurts but it may be the only way)
[Beat Changes]
http://www.lyricsmode.com/lyrics/k/kanye_west/heard_em_say.html
Version 2 with Adam Levine
Version 1 drawn by Bill Plympton
******
Today wasn't a bad day; it reminds me I don't want to be a teacher but it does remind me that I am going to make it no matter what. I am going to be unahappy in my present incarnation and I need to make the difference in my own heart and smile. I need to see something and show the delight of my own needs & wants occurring; selfishness must be king in my life. I need to sing my song and write my plays and walking to my own beat no matter how far it may take me; and it may have to take me away from Texas.
"The devil is alive I feel him breathin', claimin' money is the key so keep on dreamin',"
I am dreaming in my days and working my nightmares into something more formidable, and I want to see them happen. I want a recitation of my resume as wild & wicked as the needs of the demons of Lust & Gluttony.
I like food, and I like sex.
Let's find something that combines them both.
Maybe my life is an unfinished Harold Robbins novel, protagonist full of promise and yet, always falling short of real success & redemption, and making the world a little darker and their souls a little brighter. Is that truly a possibility? Am I going to make the world better one day with my stories or with my ideas or my hopes or my impotency?
Or am I just bullshitting myself?
Maybe a simple murder-suicide would be the best way out of this world. But ... killing my dog isn't the solution so I need to keep living and tying knots around womens' wrist and keeping them in place while my deviated imagination goes mad with lust & perversions.
THAT sounds like fun, doesn't it dear deviate? ~lmao!~
Maybe my soul is too dysfunctional for my heart to bear. Or maybe I will be that thing that I have feared all my life: 'alone'.
I think there are may things in life I need to reconsider in my quest for normalcy and maybe I don't really need normalcy in any manner.
Personally 'd rather be more like James Bond. Of course, the Sean Connery ideal with the Daniel Craig figure. I'd love to show my stomach off in a small pair of shorts coming out of the water for all eyes to gaze on me and allow myself to manipulate the babes of the moment into bending to my perverse and obscene will and desires.
(pause)
Of course falling in love would make things a little better wouldn't it? Almost as much fun as running away on a hedonistic journey through the thighs of young women around the world aching to play the depraved games I seek in my stories.
(more later - finishing term paper)
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