My question now is whether this man is now guilty of involuntary manslaughter...
There I was, sitting at the bar, staring at my drink, when a large, troublemaking biker steps up next to me, grabs my drink, and gulps it down in one swig. “Well, whatcha’ gonna do about it?” he says menacingly.
I burst into tears. “This is the worst day of my life,” I say. “I’m a complete failure. I was late for a meeting and my boss fired me. When I went to the parking lot, I found that my car had been stolen and I don’t have any insurance. I left my wallet in the cab I took to get home. At home, I found my wife with another man. Then my dog bit me. So I came to this bar to work up the courage to end it all. I bought a drink and dropped a suicide capsule in it. Then, after all that, as I sat down here watching the poison dissolve, you come in here and drink the whole damn thing!
Mountain Dewd. Yes!
When you’re having a bad dysphoria day
For years now, I've held Lady Gaga as the benchmark for how musicians and musical talents should interact and behave with their (her) fans, and this latest underscores that sentiment. She is everyone. Everyone, not all, singularly, herself. Feminine/ masculine/ whatever, she is that. Her eyes tell all the stories. I could see myself swimming and swooning in her eyes. I absolutely adore what she embraces. Perfecto!
I'd love to write a story about her, one that unleashes what she is, what she does, and what she brings. There's music and spectacular art in an endeavor like that, I've no doubt. So, LG (Life is definitely Good with this woman in it...), if you've a mind to, give me a shout and let's do a raw collaboration...
You're a Muse and a Goddess in my reality.
...in my reality...
Could be a title for an album... just sayin'...
Lady Gaga, photographed by Steven Meisel and styled by Edward Enninful for Vogue UK December 2021 & Vogue Italia November 2021
Pt. III
Nice.
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Painted ponies: fusion between humans and decadent liberty. Run with them if you have strength and nerve. If you've not, then celebrate them from afar; they're worth your adoration.
Already knew that... I have witnessed it scuba diving off Panama City, FL. I would love to have the reckless abandon and impunity of these mollusks sometimes...
I do think, however, that there is a deep-seated reason for the aggression, and it stems from the very likelihood that it could wind up as calamari. Solution: Punch a fish in the face, knock its ass out and maybe offer it up as an alternative dinner choice to a seafood aficionado. (I don't think it will work, but I like the way they think...)
Labels. Labels. Labels.
Seems like this crowd is more interested in anger, shite talking, and lathering themselves and others into a nasty, frothy frenzy over "oppression," than they are in just being nice humans.
Folks, drop the labels and begin being genuine, caring, and loving humans. Any other than that and you're just showing you have pride (pun intended) in hateful things.
Nah, just bisexuals.
I beg to differ. I do not nor have ever reaped any benefit from slavery. This is a vast generalization, and, frankly, an offensive one. Clarification or extraction?
A: Love.
Glad we cleared that up...
This is the best use of an otherwise dull day. I found myself emotionally invested in their defeats and their final triumph. And what I loved most is that although they were in competition with one another to be the first to make a strike against their blue Solo cup adversary, they celebrated the win together, and, equally, bemoaned the misses and near-misses of one another. On a more metaphysical level (sorry to go deep here, but it is with purpose that I do so...), the encouragement that each man had for the other blossomed out of competitiveness to transmute into solidarity against uncontrollable forces, and that encouragement, in my estimation, sent new gamma waves of creativity, inventiveness, and positivity (that the NEXT attempt made by either man would be THE ONE) with such magnitude and force that it not only achieved the goal but reached out beyond the confines of the video to me, a singular audience member, to instill a highly vibratory, immensely happy and positive energy response when the cups fell.
This is what we all should be doing for one another, rather than the bitter Betty bullshit and the gnashing of teeth at one another just because our perspectives don't always align, the trend that seems, sadly, to be the norm these days.
Thank you, gentlemen, for the lesson, the laughter, and the energy. Much appreciated!
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