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Twenty-five
25 seconds: the time it
takes to fall in love….
25 minutes: into rehearsal
we have our first kiss….
25 hours: I am dreaming of
you….
25 days: I know it is just the
beginning….
25 weeks: we are having
“make up” sex….
25 months: stranded in
Tucson, I’m sling’in hash
and you.re ropin’ steers….
25 years: Best friends, still in
love, comfortable in our
own skins, at ease and
amused by each other’s
quirks.…
….shoring up each other’s
desires, choices, and
judgments, good or bad….
sustaining each other no
matter what…
loving each other no
matter why!
Trisha Sugarek
Butterflies and Bullets
What is more pheriputic
Than a landscape of
blissed out sounds??
Of course l am talking about music!!
That reconises no bounds"
Hi-hat, low hat snare drum"bass"
Feel the rhythm transport -
you to a different
Time and space,
And l will take stock*
To any track you choose;
Wheather it be rock,pop!
Or soul with funky trip-hop!
Grooves,....
Anything to be a higher level!
A complete change of tempo"
Lets us now up the trebal!
To some oldskool techno??
With some kind of funky beat"
Gets you tapping your feet"
You always want on repeat!
A bit of ambient??
When blue!!
Not as if l have'nt
Listened too...
If one has ,
some blues
What about jazz
Now that soothes..?
Or that classic guitar riff!
That puts you on an uplift
Wheather Electro,or flamen-co??
When those chords one will strum"
Can't help but hum,
Yeah !hum along to this song...
Still l also like acustic ,
Any sound of guitar!
All is though pberiputic"
All styles on par!
The sound of classic piano
Or a nice violin concerto???
If you like a bit of syth pop!
The well known sythesizer....
What ever your apertiser!
A twenty five peace orchaster??
Sorry if l am boring ya..
The sound of the glockenspiel;
Like bells ..way it makes one feel
Evoking an emotional response!
Sending sigals down your vertebrain;
Mesasges ..pulsating ..through every vien!
Trigering all these memories"
The sound of sweet melodies!
Wheather it is classical,vocal,
Or even plain nstrumental?
Even the sound of accppella!!
Like that of spoken word....
So many times l have heard"
Like poetry in motion?
Evoking emtion!
Though you can still seek emotion
And reflection
From instrumental,
What is more pheriputic??
When in leaps and bounds
I am talking about music!
A land scape of blissed out sounds?
Wrote back in 2008 old idea did not know where was going with this ...
You were an evil preacher and that's a fact.
Morals and ethics were what you lacked.
You were a liar, thief, adulterer and a murderer as well.
Because of all of these sins, you're doomed to go to Hell.
You stole from your church and you slept with a man's wife.
Those things alone were awful but you also took that man's life.
That poor man trusted you, he even came to you for marital advice.
What you advised, ran his marriage into the ground, that wasn't nice.
You're eligible for parole in twenty-five years but until then, you'll rot in jail.
And when you face God on Judgement day, you're doomed to go to Hell.
(Sadly, this is a true story.)
Twenty-five years have passed,
yet the memory still remains,
a morning filled with sorrow,
a nation washed in pain.
The towers reached toward heaven,
then disappeared from sight,
leaving behind a silence
that still echoes every night.
We remember those who never
made it home that day,
the mothers, fathers, sons and daughters
who were taken far away.
We remember every hero
who ran toward the flame,
while others ran for safety,
they answered when we called their name.
The firefighters and the officers,
the strangers helping strangers too,
the countless acts of courage
from red, white, and blue.
We remember those in heaven,
and the families left behind,
the empty chairs, the photographs,
the memories frozen in time.
Though years may pass before us,
their stories will not fade.
For every life that was taken,
a promise must be made:
To remember their names,
to honor what they gave,
to cherish those beside us,
and never forget the brave.
So today we bow our heads,
with hearts both proud and torn,
and whisper through the years:
We remember.
We honor.
We will never forget.
This is all from my heart
It's all apart of my conciseness
And there's no perversions
I'm coming to you with true love
Just one step below agape love
You were thirteen I was eighteen
Your just starting puberty
You're, you are beautiful
But I couldn't tell your mother or father
Though there are five years age difference
It's not sensual nor sexual, I will wait for ya
Age doesn't matter when your in love
This is all from my heart
It's all apart of my conciseness
And there's no perversions
I'm coming to you with true love
Just one step below agape love
It's not sensual nor sexual, I will wait for ya
Age doesn't matter when your in love
Your eyes bronze
hair color amber
Lips are plumb, lemons
Mind so amazing
Life song singing praising the Lord
You were twenty-five I am forty-seven
Our relationship seventh-heaven
Hold my hand
I'll be the man
I have the plan
Together with God we shall make a stand
In holy matronmony
I shall not be ashamed to love you only
To love openly as long as we're together praising God together
This is all from my heart
It's all apart of my conciseness
And there's no perversions
I'm coming to you with true love
Just one step below agape love
It's not sensual nor sexual, I will wait for ya
Age doesn't matter when your in love
Your thirty nine and I am sixty three
I have a ring and I love you
I promised God I'll be strong
I shall never, ever lead you on
Mind so amazing
Life song singing praising God
The aged differences means nothing if there's truth
in us together in God with love
This is all from my heart
It's all apart of my conciseness
And there's no perversions
I'm coming to you with true love
Just one step below agape love
It's not sensual nor sexual, I will wait for ya
Age doesn't matter when your in love
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I had been in town about a month or so
And I was thinking ‘bout settling down
After fifty years of always on the go
This was as good as any place that I had found
I’ve had a lifetime full of one night stands
And dates I bought working on the street
The longest relationship I have ever been in
Would be with the next girl that I meet
I met this widowed lady
She seemed to be real nice
After years of grieving her long lost husband
She was ready to end her lonely nights
Then her twenty-five year old daughter
Came to my room that day
She said, “I’d really appreciate it Mister
If you’d listen to what I have to say”
She said, “I think my Momma loves you
And I think I can see why
But I think you’re nothing but trouble
And I don’t want to see my Momma cry
“So, I’d like to make you an offer
To keep you out of my Momma’s bed
If you promise to be on your way again
I’ll offer you me instead”
I’d like to say that I grew a conscience
I’d like to say I found my mortal soul
But to a fifty year old withered man
Her body was like a big pot of gold
We made love in the early evening
We made love again at midnight
We made love when the morning sunshine
Provided the first rays of light
We made love again in the afternoon
We stayed in bed all day
But at the end of twenty-four hours
Again I was on my way
So, I might be headed to your home town
I might be looking to settle down
I might be hoping that the next place I find
Is as good as any place that I have found
My pillow’s still wet, and I’m still upset,
After everything I’ve been through, is this what I get?
I still remember sitting, waiting for time to run out,
Only that it didn’t, and I have to live with that now,
Live with the fact that I failed to pull through,
It started with one, then that one became two,
Then they piled and they piled and became twenty-five,
But two hours later, you were still alive,
Two hours of my life I’ll never get back,
Everything changed, and white became black,
I wish I never did it, I wish that every day,
The feeling went away, but the memory just stays,
She never said she loved me after she found out,
This was the one time I needed her to love me out loud,
But she never did that, ’cause she doesn’t care,
Where were you when I broke and I needed you there,
I hate everything about myself, I hate myself, I do,
And now I just feel like you’re just hating on me too,
Everything you do, I let it go because I love you,
But you hurt me so bad that I don’t know if I want to,
I’ve been through so much, so much without you here,
All I needed was you to tell me that you’ll always be near,
To tell me it’s okay to not be okay,
That things will get better, even if it’s not today,
Acknowledge that I’m broken and need you more than ever,
Acknowledge that I was so close to almost kissing heaven,
Tell me that you’re sorry, tell me you failed,
Tell me that you love me, you never meant to bail,
Admit that you’re not perfect, we all make mistakes,
Even if you don’t mean it, just do it for my sake,
I’m hurting deeply, and I want to be good,
I think about things that I don’t think I should,
My pillow’s still wet, and I’m still upset,
I’m drowning in tears, tears of regret.
Here we are in the middle of January.
The weather to expect will not be contrary.
Most of the world uses Celsius.
However, Fahrenheit is more familiar to us.
I can tell you the temperature is six below.
It is twenty-one degrees if Fahrenheit is how you go.
Expect to see six to ten inches of snow.
In centimeters, that is fifteen to twenty-five.
In this kind of weather, be thankful to be alive.
Now we are in the middle of May.
Expect to see an absolutely lovely spring day.
Go outside during the daytime hours.
You can sniff all the newly-bloomed flowers.
It is comfortably warm, and the grass is green.
These are conditions that are so serene.
In one urban area in the Midwest, there lived a young, beautiful lady named A. She wanted to get married so young because she dreamed of having a dozen children.
One day, A met a young guy named B. They felt it's "love at first sight" and so they became girlfriend and boyfriend so early. Nothing too serious happened between the two during the eleven months of good relationship. On the twelfth month, B disappeared. A searched for B the whole month, but never saw him again.
A met a new guy, named C. They became closed so quick and spent eleven months of laughter and enjoyment. On the twelfth month, however, C died. A was brokenhearted and grieved one whole month. A said to herself that she doesn't want to fall in love again.
A month later, she met a different guy named D. A decided not to have a serious relationship with anyone anymore. Their relationship lasted a year and parted ways.
A met another guy, named E. She did the same thing. And every year thereafter, she just changed her boyfriend in the next twenty years -- meeting F, G, H, I... and Y. On the twenty-first year, A met Z. Their relationship lasted almost a year too.
A wrote on her diary everything about her previous relationships, good and not so good that she felt and experienced in her life. She even decided to publish her diary and keep it for life. When she called the publishing company she contacted for printing, she was asked to appear in person. It's the editor who requested her to come over.
When A met the editor, she was surprised. She met B again after twenty-five long years. And finally, A was married.
his pleasure, under twenty-five.
lives like a king…his haram screaming
are they fortunate to be young enough
to find another find…will another man
take Decaprio’s hand-me-downs?
some women are okay with being eye candy,
led to be lucky to hang off his arm.
ladies, don’t think of his big Titanic
but of the eating-Gilbert-grape brother.
gross to join with the devil. demonic activity
surely there. one who spurns the word of God
to bare their bodies everywhere.
God loves their bodies more than they do.
Adam and Eve could only find fig leaves,
tried their hands at sewing, but God
covered them with His only Son’s life.
don’t be jealous of Decaprio - hell’s
staring him in the face - does he look hot
to you? he forgot who gave him life.
his star will fall to the greatest depths
unless he repents and makes reparations.
9/2/2022