♥♥WHALES♥♥, pelicans. I love the ocean, it's where i feel at home♥...swimming, animals! ♥♥..i collect ROCKS...LIPGLOSS....sunsets, thunderstorms, candles, lightning, hurricanes, tornadoes, friends, Passion♥, family, music, sensual art♥ & pianos, pipe organs and bagpipes!! dragonflys & butterflies!... ♥
Your Element is Water
Your power colors: blue and aqua
Your energy: deep
Your season: winter
Like the ocean, you evoke deep feelings and passion.
You have an emotional, sensitive, and spiritual soul.
A bit mysterious, you tend to be quiet when you are working out a problem.
You need your alone time, so that you can think and dream.
What Element Are You?
Anyone interested in Whales and Laughing. NO perverts please.
Tori Amos is my favorite female artist followed closely by Bjork! Beck and Willie Nelson & Perry Farrell are my fav male artists. Love Bob Marley. I like most music, but not too much country or rap.
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Greenpeace recently had some fun in NYC, at Kimberly Clark's expense:
Kleenex is destroying the ancient forests of North America. Its manufacturer, Kimberly-Clark, the largest tissue company in the world, is clearcutting the North American Boreal forest to manufacture products that are used once and then flushed down the toilet. Representing 25 per cent of the world’s remaining intact forests, the Boreal is an important buffer against global warming. But to Kimberly-Clark, it’s disposable.
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BT!!!! MY FATHER MORE THAN ANYTHING IN THIS WORLD: my family...my spiritual guides that help keep me sane
*thanks* Tori Amos, Perry Farrell, Maya Angelou, Grama's BEE y ROSE
Three days was the morning.
My focus three days old.
My head, it landed to the sounds of cricket bows...
I am proud man anyway...
Covered now by three days...
Three ways was the morning.
Three lovers, in three ways.
We knew when she landed, three days she'd stay.
I am a proud man anyway...
Covered now by three days...
We saw shadows of the morning light
the shadows of the evening sun
till the shadows and the light were one.
Shadows of the morning light
the shadows of the evening sun
till the shadows and the light were one...
True hunting is over.
No herds to follow.
Without game, men prey on each other.
The family weakens by the bite we swallow...
True leaders gone, of land and people.
We choose no kin but adopted strangers.
The family weakens by the length we travel...
All of us with wings...
All of us with wings...
All of us with wings!
All of us with wings!
All of us with wings!
All of us with wings!
Erotic Jesus lays with his Marys.
Loves his Marys.
Bits of puzzle, hitting each other.
All now with wings!
"Oh my Marys! Never wonder... Night is shelter for nudity's shiver..."
All now with wings…