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Cornerstone at Circle C is a lush and vibrant community in one of the most desirable areas in the beautiful hills of Southwest Austin. Only minutes from Downtown, but with the warmth and charm of small-town life, Cornerstone has quick and easy access to Mopac, 290, the 45 Toll, and I35. There are many thoughtfully designed floorplans to choose from, and include both highly desirable standard features as well as thoughtfully designed options so that your exciting new home perfectly fits your family's needs.
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Excerpt from The Wall Street Journal -- "In November, investors were expecting to earn 6.3 percentage points more by owning risky stocks instead of safe bonds, according to Aswath Damodaran, a finance professor at New York University. By Wednesday that premium had shrunk to 5.7 percentage points."
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Last week, I shared a nugget that my mom told me in high school: "If you were mediocre, you wouldn't have this problem." In honor of the upcoming holiday, I thought I'd drop a few other gems that she has shared with me along this thing called life. Some are from her own experiences and others have been passed down from my Grandmother. I'm warning you now, both my parents were raised in the Bible Belt, so some of them may sound a little southern (hence why I continually used the word "Y'all" while I was growing up in California). Therefore, I've included translations as well:
"Every shut eye ain't sleep"
Translation: Don't say anything you don't want repeated, especially by someone who you think isn't listening. Often times, someone knows someone who knows someone who knows who you're talking about. Walls have ears, so be in a safe place if you're discussing a "hot topic" and never talk negatively about others.
"Always pay your tithes and taxes and maintain good credit"
Translation: This is pretty self-explanatory. Cash flow is important, but so is purchasing power. My Mom taught me early on not to cheat God or Uncle Sam!
"When you leave a place, leave right"
Translation: Don't burn bridges, you never know when you'll have to cross them again. This week, I visited my old job and was greeted with open arms and warm smiles from my former co-workers. Not only that, but many informed me that they love my blogs/vlogs and how they believe my content is an extension of who I always was – WOW, never expected that! You don't always have to drop the mic and storm out. When you're ready to turn the page, let people know you appreciate their chapter in your story.
"Everybody's chitlins (chitterlings) ain't clean"
Translation: I'm not exactly sure…but it makes sense in the moment! But seriously, my Mom always makes a pot of chitterlings during Christmas or Thanksgiving. For those of you who don't know what those are – it's a pork "delicacy" that holds an extremely acquired taste. The point is, you can't eat everyone's chitterlings because they must be cleaned REALLY well. It can take a couple of days to get them really clean if you're doing it right. Typically, when my Mom says this – it's a warning for me take precaution when she sees me entertaining the company of others that she is not completely sold on. This saying also arises when she gets a feeling that something about a situation is sketchy.
My Mom was always a tough cookie, but I couldn't have raised her any better. She never thinks I'm listening, continually calls me hard headed, but still invites me to bring my laundry over when I visit (an offer I gladly take her up on). Cheers to my Mommy subscribers – but especially My Mom! You're the real MVP.
Make sure you shoutout your Mom on Mother's Day!
Hi, I'm Vannesia. I quit my job in 2016 because I knew I was purposed for more than tweeting. Now, I get to encourage creatives and entrepreneurs while helping them use what they have to level up in their life and business. Be careful, signing up to receive my messages may cause you to start believing in yourself. Only click the button if you're about that life.


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When Wishes were made on a shooting star
The Heavens looked down and smiled
With sprinkles of stardust on a whisper of moonbeams
They created for us a child
Soothed you were by twinkling stars
In a crib that faced a velvet sky
Did Queen Cassiopeia sing you a sweet lullaby
As she heard your cries from ever so high
In the years that followed you blossomed
Joy abounded at the Wondrous You
A rare jewel that we could hardly believe was ours
A beacon lighting a path so True
We named you Vincent - Our shooting Star
We felt with the artist you identified
a gifted creativity - an affinity with stars
Sharing a world of art personified
The 'Via Lactea' expanded into names defined
Elliptical galaxies pondered while star gazing
Sirius the Dog Star the brightest of all
Followed by Canopus and Arcturus - Amazing
Vega - Alpha Lyrae - the Soaring Eagle
You dragged us into your nightly game
Willing participants we soared with Him
Our mundane lives now never the same
Tents were pitched on ink black nights
Constellations on high seriously contemplated
Of Draconis, Capricornus, Gemini and Aries
The Heavenly hand that had so skilfully created
You captured the Milky Way in oils and canvas
In a fashion shared with artists of old
Your palette made up of hues and shades
With flaming strokes of colors so bold
And then it all Changed
Why did it all change? You drew within
Shutting us out despite our pleas
Your palette changed to blacks and greys
A boat rocking on emotional seas
We begged and pleaded - you shut the door
Leaving us baffled at what was wrong
Your light grew dimmer by the day
Our sorrow sang its own woeful song
And then on one starry starry night
The final flame - extinguished by you
Leaving utter devastation - bereft in its wake
Your parents' hearts broken in two
Time heals all wounds so they say
Your farewell note being read and reread
Through tears of sadness, the hurt replaced
With acceptance and forgiveness instead.
And now as we sit years later on our porch
Staring at one star that sparkles so Bright
The words of Don McLean's echoes in our minds
Of Vincent and his Starry Starry Night
'For they could not love you
But still your love was true
And when no hope was left in sight
On that Starry Starry night
You took your life
Like sometimes lovers do
But I could have told you Vincent
This world was never meant
For one as beautiful as you'
Though fictitious, this is a story that truly represents teenage Cyber bullying suicides all over the world including Asia today. The innocent victims fear blackmail and repercussions refusing to talk it over with parents or mentors.
The parents are not even aware sometimes of the dark void of despair their child is facing and trying to address by themselves of which they have no experience and sometimes think the only way out is to end it all.
In this cyber age, these cowardly bullies hide behind anonymity, targeting their innocent victims, spreading and sharing lies and venom.
Hat's off to my friend Kate Pennington of 'Beyond a Joke' Anti-Bullying Centre, in Sydney Australia, an amazing lady dedicated to helping the youth.
No real names of victims have been used in this piece of poetry and any resemblance is purely coincidental.
POTW 23rd April 2017
Copyright © Maria Williams | Year Posted 2017
You Are Not Invited
--Latching onto my soul without an invitation--
Elements around my shore expose more than air
--Playing with fire is not a game you will win--
Silently she swarms in like a leech,
Feeding and sucking from the wounds my pain left behind.
She came inside: "Uninvited!"
Here have a drink, and die!
Taste the water drips that sail across my lips
Plodding vigorously in the open air of her unwanted hostility
Forbidden as one, I noticed her aura a sickening light
Imprisonment that haunted smoke around her own imperfections
The hate and envy, she lives in resides airborne
The sound that she have summoned up hunger
Brought me near the edge of everything
Feel my pain, a touch of impurities
Tainted, infected, poisoned passion, her face disguised
Surrender toward serenity, the lighthearted woman I am inside
She will never take, my full eternal grace
It's time to reveal that blazing fire I hide
Drown her from the false flown sorrows of gust
Hold her hideous head under water--- burn her false fire out
Never will I turn my back and watch her muster them broken lids
Lungful of lies poisons the wind that flows from her snake like voice
Maneuvering the skies, scheming that snatch in
Like a viper twisting its unmatched curves,
I strike, like a pyromaniac --A burning match
Allowing her to taste a part of the air I breathe
A waste in the breeze her insecurities
Trying to destroy what she can't be, what she can't see
At the end, blustery weather will remind her of the sea inside me,
YOU! The Angel, who crawls around like a shadow
Gorging its way into the heart with a charm of greed
Twisting reality hoping nobody sees its true sick identity
Slandering my name as the master of evil and manipulative
Marking my territory, warning others of a cold draft
Grasping the beauty that glows from my soul
There it stood on the ledge UNINVITED
The devil walked and took my shoes
Copyright © Poet Destroyer A | Year Posted 2013
~I wore your skin~
Brother, I wore your skin last night
Nothing but friction, blood -dry ink
Announcing a crush "Silence by the Sky!"
Integrity denied, endangered enemy
Brother, I wore your skin last night, swollen ankles
imagery galore, vomit on the lavatory floor
A clown bleeding red, feeding lies to those he rapes
Blades of need, captain catamite chasing a pup
Who can't resist the heat, when fenced
Brother, I wore your skin last night,
White, green and tight, devouring the light
Mitten wool on your bottom draw
Lipstick waiting to kiss immediate sin
In search of keeping things close to kin
Brother I wore and tore your skin right off
Gross in every demonic way,
Acrobats all over the home
Docile immunity, lurking with a bomb threat
Sister, I wore your skin last night
Vanity of nothingness nutted blasphemy
Evil lurking, wanting to undress thee
Comparing notes, breaking bad company
Sister, I wore your skin last night, swollen lips
scumbag hag, with nowhere to go
Immortal lies weaken by love
Revealing nothing more than her true self
A wraith with no heart, no goal
Sister, I wore your skin last night
Repeating, bleeding, nail biting
Greasy and powerful, needy and greedy
Aching and whining for not placing
Her head lower than shame holding a high
Sister I wore and swore to never put on your skin again
The nasty feeling, of pretending loyalty, is passion
To hate all those who don't fit your skin
A vulture preying sending encrypted messages
By: PD
Copyright © Poet Destroyer A | Year Posted 2015
**Every pace change --is the voices of poets sharing his/her Ribbon**
The phone rings,
The clock dings,
I scream, scream, and scream:
I can't grasp what is real
I can't inhale the lives you steal
This game is like murder in the first degree,
I can barely feel the words you're expressing.
Your hand, holding on to mine as if it was the last
I crawl I hide behind these moonstone walls
There it stood and stole my Womanhood
Pink is the ointment rubbed inside my diary.
I crawl- I remember-
Looking for a dream, where the women wear combat boots
Women ready to kill all confrontation with nukes.
I was lost!
Do you know the feeling?
Once you hear, the "C" word your mind starts spinning,
You can't see what's going on,
Your smiles soon to be gone,
On this fright night, I bleed
Hold on tight, of the dead of this night
I'm down on my fallen knees,
A secret I can't keep, no longer need
Breaking backs when I mention the word "C."
It is like getting struck by a freight train
Taking what belong and makes ME me!
Forgetting the Pink October ribbons, I wore
Taking time to weave them into the last strand of my red chemo hair.
Now here you are,
Standing on the chest
Heavy shoulders a violin press.
No longer needing the little black dress
Skin pink tight leather, now you caress
My eyes are full of tears
Once I discovered the beast came back without fear
The news blew like a missile in heat
With a fire's shooting out from the dark
Sweltering me, blazing me,
Leaving the world, all ribbon tied.
Dimples and pretty lips, I drop the world with beauty and tissues.
Filled with pink ivory issues
This is the way that I feel, I am real…
You are a killer, you are a disease!
You sit there and shatter our lives,
With many of us, you'll discover we do not break like glass
Still, we walk in high heels strolling through pink valley skies.
With a charm called a Pink Ribbon; -I WORE-
- A heavy pink scarf now I wear like a noose,
Remembering my days have been numbered
I have no family to lean on
Everybody's plus my mother is gone
You are the undead:
Leading some of us into a watery grave
You are like a jack in the box
Hiding until you are found…
You're silent until your jobs done...
You made us angry, you made us cry, you killed many…
However, you will never come close to a glorious ~Victory~
We are "PINK LADIES," who continue to be strong
I will find a way to sew my chest back to its caressing view!
One day will find the cure,
And, destroy YOU "The miserable 'Breast Cancer' Disease"
by; PD
Dedicated to all the females of the world.
((And men whose life touched by this disease))
Copyright © Poet Destroyer A | Year Posted 2012
The Guardian
Melodic lullabies echo
As heart strings strum secret chords
As transcendental images appear
Stargazers are lost for words
Kaleidoscopic Illuminations
Paint the sky in optimistic light
Hope descends in serene silence
Floating through shadows of the night
Dancing spirits move to dulcet tunes
Shadows can be seen against the moon
Oh Redeemer do you hear their call?
Take with you those who have gone too soon
Hallelujah- Hallelujah
Hallelujah- Hallelujah
From the mouth of Babes
To hallowed ground we trip hand in hand
A new chapter to embrace in its splendour
Ring out voices on notes sweet and clear
To the universe our souls will surrender
Fragments of the past spun into flags of freedom
Our Victory March erased from strife
Away with the racing winds ever so bold
Singing Hallelujah to hail a new Life
The lighter the air the higher we climb
No more the fetid chitter chatter
To the fading strains of a repetitive tune
Not broken -We rise - We matter
The Guardian
Cyber conducts no hateful words
Whisper soft winds only of love
Ring euphonious echoes of Rapturous joy
While Heaven beckons from above
Finally free from those who judge,
Eyes glow as laughter begins to vibrate
Running together through fields of freedom
Babes hum rhapsodies that liberate.
From the mouth of Babes
Jubilous our shouts as onward we go
Skipping, laughing as each other we chase
Heaven embraces as we run to her arms
Soothed we feel in her cocooned embrace
Dissipate grey clouds from this Promised Land
Our Hallelujahs peal out sweet and light
Celestial Symphonies reach a crescendo
As the stars twinkle lustrous tonight
My deepest appreciation to Silent One for his contributions and collaborating with me to bring this message of Hope to parents and loved ones who have suffered the extreme sadness through loss of their innocent children and the dark despair that follows.
Tragic as their loss is, this poem is to offer solace and perhaps help them understand their child has not totally gone. In 'Hallelujah - From the Mouth of Babes', this is what I envision it to be beyond the void of criticism and bullying, where Ethereal beings welcome them back to another innocent realm where they readily resume childlike exuberance. Perhaps, they will return in another time away from their dark experience.'
For my friend Kate Pennington an amazing lady dedicated to helping the youth in 'Beyond a Joke' Anti-Bullying Center, Australia, for whom I wrote 'Starry Starry Night' some time ago.
Copyright © Maria Williams/Silent one | Posted July 2017
POTW 9th July 2017
Her paintbrush is a razor,
Her canvas, her wrists,
"I deserve the pain."
She shrugs and insists.
One day the brush will push down,
And it will cut so deep,
That this girl will fall
into an eternal sleep.
She doesn't remember how she started
What brought her interest to this,
How do you discover,
that cutting is your form of bliss?
No one would have guessed that she does it.
No one would have considered this one.
This girl is forever fighting a battle,
that she thinks the demons have won.
Her artwork is all over her,
Her beauty is on her thighs,
and if you look in her old trash,
you'll find her letters of goodbye.
Her masterpiece is quite disturbing,
Her masterpiece is a little gory,
Her artwork is her escape.
Let me tell you her story.
She compares herself to every person,
She is compared to each girl.
She thinks she's hideous,
And there's this boy that is her world.
She was bullied and picked on,
She was teased from head to toe,
Hard to believe that her best friend,
was her one and only foe.
Then later she disliked every little thing,
Her body, face and even her mind,
Soon she saw she was a failure,
and it was just in due time...
That this girl couldn't take it anymore
She'd decided she was done living this,
So one day she went home
and decided to end it.
Everyday for multiple days,
This girl would try to drown,
Hard to believe this girl at school,
never ever wore a frown.
Sometimes she'd just fall asleep crying,
Praying that she'd be enough,
Because she didn't want to leave her family.
She knew about their sweet love.
This girl found hope in small things eventually,
She soon would see this beautiful light,
and find a REAL best friend,
that helped her put up a fight.
Her masterpiece soon was leaving,
Her artwork was almost faded,
and it gave her a sick feeling,
the feeling of being jaded.
She found a boy that actually loved her,
And showed her love exists,
And this boy too had a masterpiece,
placed close to his wrists.
He related to her and she related to him.
She kissed his artwork and said he's not alone,
When she cut herself it hurt him,
Her masterpiece now wasn't just her own.
Her masterpiece effected others,
Her artwork wasn't just for herself,
She now had people,
who saw her cries for help.
And then her family found out,
So then they saw the art too,
to them they were just scars,
To her they were the truth.
She's trying to be okay now,
She thinks she might survive,
Even though they didn't think
to take away the knives.
Copyright © Madison Marie | Year Posted 2013
In memory of----
Solely in my room, I can't stomach the sound of my heartbeat.
I sit here alone to forget the taste of air,
Overwhelmed by the scene -unbelievable footage
18 seconds too long, "I can't breathe."
My judgement is gone, stressing all night long
I use to fear dark colors, now I fear spinning bright lights
Red, White, and Blue, I spew the NY Police crew
What's wrong with your blue eyes?
You see him, you want to mess with him
What a day to trade -- a life for illegal cigarettes
Persecution and judgment day, a sweet life taken away
"I can't breathe", executed in broad daylight!
Bullies left and right
What happened to minding our business?
Moneymaking, refusing to be singled out
A hurting voice tackled by racism
Free to see, pouring his heavy heart,
Oinker's demand the ground, leaving out his testament
8 times too many, "I can't breathe!"
Where did his vitals go?
Can someone please pound the pavement!
Stress, anger, madness, the voices of the innocent
"I can't breathe." the volume of Valium
"Officer, did you not hear the man?"
Are you deaf, have you forgotten how to save a life?
Is it just the NYPD or is it every other badge,
Insinuating crime's a one-color show.
We are all criminals, why the excessive heat?
Shot, tasered, beat down, pepper sprayed, now on the ground
The choke hold of all choke holds, murdered and out numbered
The echoes remain "I can't breathe!"
- The truth!
Eric Garner robbed of his own natural path and youth
One man down eyed suspiciously
Perplexed minds suffocating him instantly
The mistrusted, the fear, the hate,
So tangible, uniforms using deadly force
One asthmatic in a choke hold
Slamming his head on the flooring
Open wounds, worldwide tears
My heart goes to the family and friends left behind
A courageous last breath, for the first and last time
"I can't breathe," now deceased.
You left this world unwilling, waking up a strong community
Strolling in a better world, where racism don't exist
"I can't breathe," Eric Garner Rest in peace!
By: PD
Copyright © Poet Destroyer A | Year Posted 2014
On a warm summer's day, in the month of July,
in a town that's as small as a grasshopper's thigh,
walked a girl with a flower, her eyes looking down,
when she bumped into somebody wearing a frown.
Now this Someone was someone she'd met once before,
and the words that he'd said, she had tried to ignore;
so she turned on her heel and she headed away
but the Someone called after her, shouting out "HEY!"
He said, "Hey you, Missy, you know who I am?
I'm the Someone who will and the Someone who can!
I'm disliked in this town, but I know what I'll do -
since they seem to hate me, then I'll make them hate you!"
Now, the girl with the flower was starting to shake,
'cause she knew from before that this guy was a Grake!
And all Grakes are unstable, they're mean and they lie,
and they like to cause trouble, and make girlies cry.
So the next day, she's walking, her eyes are cast down,
when whom should appear but the Grake with the frown!
"See, I told you I'd be here, to maim and to crush!"
Then he shouted out words that would make a hog blush!
Well, the girl with the flower just stood there, confused,
'cause she didn't deserve to be hurt and abused,
just an unlucky victim of graking, it seemed,
from a Someone who's vengeful, and grumpy, and mean.
So she just stood there silently, knowing she should,
'cause defending herself wouldn't do any good,
and a crowd began forming, just gathering 'round,
just to watch the poor girl, and the Grake with the frown.
And the Grake carried on for what seemed like an hour,
(for when Grakes have an audience, this gives them power).
He ranted and threatened, and made quite a shrill,
'cause he's Someone who can and he's Someone who will.
Now, the crowds that all came (and they stopped and they stared)
Well, they tried to speak up but they felt a bit scared
so they just stood there, watching, and shaking their heads
and they thought, "glad it's HER there, and not me instead!"
Well, the next day it happened again just the same;
that Someone, that Grake, played his same awful game-
He attacked the poor girl and he caused such a scene,
and the crowd gathered round, just to watch him be mean.
And the girl with the flower just took it all in,
with a tear on her cheek and a trembling chin,
and she felt her whole world start to crash to the ground,
when suddenly, she heard such a beautiful sound:
"Stop it, you meanie! You're nothing but bad!"
('twas the voice of a young girl named LuLu McMad.
"You're nothing much more than a big awful Grake!
So stop it right now, You! Go jump in a lake!"
Now all eyes were on LuLu, but she held her ground;
she walked up to the girl and they both turned around
and they stood there with both of their backs to the Grake.
Such a simple, yet wonderful statement to make.
Then two people joined them, they stood with them, proud.
Then two more, then three, then the whole bloomin' crowd,
until every last one had their back to the Grake,
and he finally realized, he'd made a mistake!
See, when someone is being harassed or put down,
it's not nice to just stand there and not make a sound.
So don't be afraid to stand up for what's right!
And make all the Grakes of the world lose the fight.
If you're being bullied, don't engage - just walk away... and tell an adult.
If you see someone being bullied, speak up! It can be scary to stand up to a bully, because we're afraid we might become the next victim. But sometimes all it takes is one person to break the power that a bully thinks he or she has; it also helps others to be bold enough to speak up too. Be the brave one ... and do the right thing.
Dedicated to the sweet and fearless Laura Loo.
Copyright © Becca Teagan | Year Posted 2016
Upon the stage of life
there are many puppets of hell.
Their bright costumes conceal sin and strife
and beneath them deception does dwell.
Their lines are a demon inspired script.
They put on a convincing act.
Many souls over their lies have tripped.
It truly is a sad fact.
They call good, evil and evil, good.
Their footwear is the hypocrite's shoe.
If it's possible they really would
like to slip that charlatan sandal on you.
Masters are they of façade and guise,
sometimes robed as angels of light.
They prey upon both simple and wise.
To turn men from truth is their delight.
Perhaps it's a hand puppet or a marionette
dancing to the beat of a diabolical drum.
Their deceptive doctrines some never vet,
and to fabrication they thus succumb.
If their mantras you cannot tolerate,
if you don't embrace them fully,
puppet voices they'll raise while they are irate.
They'll call you a bigot or bully.
There is one sure cure that we have today
to keep ourselves from being shook.
Check out the lines that they boldly say
'gainst God's Holy, infallible Book.
If you see through those serpentine soliloquies now,
and things aren't as they have supposed,
don't allow the moppets their final bow.
Let the curtain on their drama be closed.
Copyright © Carol Connell | Year Posted 2017
I'm sitting on the floor
I'm crying so much more
trying to erase this pain
trying to forget your face
sitting here with the blade in my hand
running so slow blood dripping down
in a deep red color
flowing freely the way i want to feel
I'm sitting on the floor
holding my hand out
I'm holding a bottle
a bottle filled with pills
I'm crying so hard
the pain is unbearable
I'm feeling so weak
I'm sitting here on this floor
holding a blade
crying like crazy
trying to take this pain away
I'm trying my best trying to fight
my eyelids feel heavy
my door is so far
the whispered yells to far
falling deep in to sleep
I'm laying on a bed
I'm so confused
where am i?
my throat feels sore
my body screams in pain
I'm looking around
I'm in a small white room
i try to move,
my hands are stuck
i try to get up
i feel restraints
what happened to me?
I'm laying on a bed
trying to get up
my head hurts
a nurse is here
a shot is administered
i drift to sleep
I'm in the psych ward
why am i here?
I'm lying on a bed
laying so still
my wrists hurts to no end
I'm crying out loud
screaming and cussing
my body hurts
i can't remember
all i remember are my bloody wrists
and a bottle of pills
all i remember is the pain i was in.....
Copyright © GRACIE GONZALEZ | Year Posted 2013
```Pirate Bay the Haiku```
pirates fierce and mean
drowning fish, sea to sea
parrots on their butt
```Polly Wants A Cracker```
bloodthirst & brutal
Quartermaster Gone Wild
dirty wings on deck
```Sea World Adventure```
ship crew goes on strike
sailing the Caribbean
wooden leg splashing
Featuring: Keith :)
Fresh sand garments
The Mental Colosseum floor
Self-infliction's--waging wars
A mask, tiny holes
Breathing heavily
Dancing around my toes
Broad carbon steel
Safe behind my will
Equipment of revenge
Fencing the world with my eyes
I bow, with the morning dew,
My mind a dual in its own world.
When the curtains lift,
I prepare myself with a weapon--
Epee Crest to protect my chest
A sword sharper than fangs
I circle my blade around the door knob
Ready to face the world
Practicing --in hopes today, I won't retreat
"Fencers ready!"
A magical knightress
Painted in white
"Let's dance!"
Queen Amri "VS" The Damsel
Wishing it was over
Stainless steel echoes
"Every poke counts"
Hoping & Taking
No room to disengage ---I retreat
Peacefully I secure my stance
On Guard!
I lean in, I disengage ---I flee
Back again, I lunge
The Queen is too smart to retreat
I -Amri, parry away from the argument of the lunge.
Recoil & Double tapped
In and out….. I'm struck
Back to the drawing board
On guard, I stand like a statue
Out of breath; feels like I'm dying
Yet I am still fighting.
The Queen knows what to do.
I Yield, She Wins!
Raising our foils
---At the on guard of another day
I move in swiftly, cutting like razor blades
Using refreshed energy
24 / 7
I attack, She provokes!
Sand runs its course
Victorious against the queen
Touch – tied – triumph -- Touché
Standing on my own 2 feet
I am the
-Grand Finale Show-
Conquering The Battles Inside
by; PD
"Blessed are the meek, for they shall inherit the earth." Matthew 5:5
Jesus said, "Blessed are the meek."
It's better - turn the other cheek
than let yourself lose self-control.
Vengeance will rob you of your soul.
A humble person is not weak.
Jesus said, "Blessed are the meek."
When we use self-discipline,
we show God's power from within!
God implied to stand for others -
not ourselves, but for our brothers.
Jesus said, "Blessed are the meek."
Be thoughtful and with kindness speak!
The world is filled too much with pride.
Submit to God; be on His side!
If peace on earth is what you seek,
Jesus said, "Blessed are the meek."
Copyright © Andrea Dietrich | Year Posted 2016
Time to go home there's that cursed bell
Excitement for most - for him an impending hell
A torturous journey - that takes him down life's dark path
His old friend 'Panic' enters causes a disturbing wrath
'Humming the blues - got to choose - life or pain - pay the dues
Got to cruise - feel the screws - no one cares if I win or lose
The bell has rung - I walk among - a beast that preys - on the young
With a tangled tongue - a sad song sung - the noose has strung'
Before the hyper ventilating starts - he must leave
Can't show them his cowardice - he does believe
His projected fear - needs to be kept well hidden
He's part of the pack - so he knows it's forbidden
'The lone wolf cries - no more alibis - got to face the lies
Hide the guise - cut the ties - frowning fear will hypnotise
Swallow the pain - drain the brain - I sustain the strain
My words detain - a recluse constrain - in a demons domain'
He hangs with the cool guys - they chose with care
His muscles and strength - but he's starting to despair
This game they play - does not appeal like it did
Preying on the weak and frail - his emotions he hid
'Pressure from peers - hiding the tears - trying to switch gears
Pride appears - with fermenting fears - yielding my youthful years
I'm part of a clan - almost a man - fighting in streets without a plan
No more a fan - go back to where I began - Hi my name is Stan'
To gain recognition - he accepted their invite
Felt flattered at first- when they praised his fight
Deception but a foolish game that he played well
Stand up to them he must - to escape this Hell
'Fists of fury - I'm now judge and jury - no more in a hurry
It's my new story, no more to worry, get rid of the bully
No more in shame, myself to blame, time to put out the flame
Not playing this game, so I can reclaim my original domain'
He's hardly recognisable now - this boy called Stan
He's a boy with a purpose - and a very real plan
The future for him - to bring bullies to their knees
To clear his conscience and his sad past to release
My heartfelt thanks to Winged Warrior for collaborating with me on this important poem which highlights bullying and cyber bullying - major risk factors for teen suicide. Both the bullies and their victims are at risk according to a report from the American Academy of Pediatrics.'
Music video by Bars and Melody performing Hopeful. (C) 2014 Simco Limited - Published on Jul 7, 2014
He lay abed
That most tranquil of nights
Aghast at moon and stars
Dad had painted for his delight
In one charmed corner
A spider was swinging
From his thready design
Outside strolling carolers singing
Then he rubbed his eyes
In wonder and awe
Blinked the pair twice
To clear what he saw
For a mist had developed
About his dark room
And from it bright light
From out of the gloom
Winged angels from glory
Appeared neath a star
And came flock-tending shepherds
From countries afar
3 kings richly dressed
Rode up on their camels
To a manger scene
With various animals
And the star
Shown down on a bed of hay
Where Mary and her new born
Babe did lay
The lad sat up in bed
Struck warm to the core
With a wondrous blessing
He'd not sensed before
He dropped to his knees
Thanking heaven above –
Toys Santa forgot -
Prayed world peace divine love
Dave Austin
Copyright © daver austin | Year Posted 2016
You thought you had me figured out
Before you knew my name
Cause you're you and you're unsatisfied
That I am not the same
You'll never change the way I love
And you can fight for you're dominion
But I'm worth a million times the weight
Of a dogmatist's opinion
I know that all that you can see
Is a stereotype of me
All that you thought I'd ever be
Is a stereotype of me
Did you ever think that you could see me
Past the prejudice you hold
I'm not the picture you created
I'm not the things that you were told
You're voice is long since dead to me
I won't even be provoked
When it hurt you to see me smile
The things you said went up in smoke
I know that all that you can see
Is a stereotype of me
All that you thought I'd ever be
Is a stereotype of me
By: Kyle Ezra Kriticos
Copyright © Kyle kriticos | Year Posted 2012
To forgive or not to forgive, that is the question.
When you are offended, whether real or imagined
by a loved one, a friend, or by someone esteemed,
do you confront the other, or resolve to be patient?
If by some stroke of luck, the offender apologized
but turns around, talking glib gobbledygook,
do you keep silent and still, looking cool as ice,
or do you tell it to his face, that he's more than a crook?
At such time as this, or any time for that matter,
it is best to forgive whether he asks for it or not.
Do not poison your heart with cyanide blather;
bitterness can bother like a bat's up your butt!
Forgiveness frees the offended from the devil's deceit;
and makes you smile at the debtor, as his debt, you forfeit.
*First line draws on Hamlet's soliloquy, Act III, Scene 1; W. Shakespeare
A modern sonnet.
06 October 2015
Poem of the Week - October 11 to 17, 2015
Copyright © KP Nunez | Year Posted 2015
Yesterday, I followed her true invisible form
Colors turning a kaleidoscopic deep and warm
A state of mind, that makes reality feel alive
Stabbing moments that teach how tough it is to survive
And still this dagger is penetrating into my back real slow
Sweeping away the grimace under the rug in a one woman show
Illusive dreams asking for more and more
Sinking with doom, as karma sways through heaven's door
There she keeps her walk on stilts avoiding kismet
Removing every single footprint before sunset
Spending eternity planning the bliss we cannot see
Quenching my confidence, with a moisture that pleasures me
Arching a dirty deed, aiming all fingers that point at me
Spreading her demonic ecstasy, a mass of light weight, we can't see
A giggle-some laugh, I cannot hear
Tainted, in a nefarious way as the night disappears
Delighted, she glistens through the celestial world alone
A whisper of love with an impossible auspicious tone
Epic and exquisite, she works incognito striking whomever she wants
She Is The Enigma!" She Is the Illness~ that forever haunts
A mysterious lady whose perception flows with her own timeless oasis
An Empress is working on her own simplicity basis
My body impervious to react to conflicts that dwell with deep desire
Aggressively my defiant ways will allow her excessive universe to transpire
Like a lily we give in to the beauty of her empress exploding ravenous lust
It's magical and feeds off of the revenge that deepens with thrust
Down in the lilac valley, storming down like a glacier leaving nothing below
We caress we emerge, then we dust off the repellent of her forsaken glow
Leaving us with wounds, when our conflicts ricochet
Impacting us with a rebound when everything bounces back our way
She Springs in like a breeze that dwells and leaves gallivant
Past shadows, swing back with a darker chant
Leaving nothing but a Chinese Aster garden terrace
Her crown, sheer vixen and vigor with Victoria's fantastical lace
Her candle desalinate effect with a gentle glow
Everything to her is an issue with the results that come and go
Karma's punishments sail real slow, against the wind, waged by the zephyr
Rebuilding from the aftermath of, Karma's payback splenetic weather
Close your eyes and feel the consequences we embrace
Secretly every wage comes with reward from our hubris sin
A grasp with no escapes from the repercussion and deeds in our hearts
Doors spillover, in a significant unexplained phenomenal start
I write-
mellifluous sweet murmuring poems-
gossamer whispering words
a labyrinth twisting and turning
serendipity writes
and woebegone sadramblingswithtears
and all I want to do is share
my feelings
sweet murmuring poems-gossamer
but here come the don'tdoitgang
a labyrinth twisting and turning
with their opinions stabbing
their rigmarole
wanting to make my safe harbour a hoosegow
oh the words and wordsdribbling they let fly
to our souls and
my mellifluous
poems whispering
the discontentannoyingwordgang
a labyrinth
and turning
come with their constanttellingus what to do
smellfungas comments
and I
am guilty of everything it all
I enter my poems
written from the depths of my soul
in whatyoucallmeaningless contests
so bite me
I leave comments lovelyandawesome
with words like beautiful and wonderful
so back off leavemealone bite me
I like to post
pictures with poems
I dwell behind a mighty high wall where
I write-
mellifluous sweet murmuring poems-
gossamer whispering words
a labyrinth twisting and turning
serendipity writes
and woebegone sadramblingswithtears
and all I want to do is share
my feelings
May 31, 2015
Free Verse
For the contest, Bite Me, sponsor, John Lawless
First Place
Copyright © Dear Heart | Year Posted 2015
Declared an outcast,
shunned by society -
but she's the same
as you and me,
but You can't see her pain
hidden behind her coy smile.
You can't wipe away those tears,
invisible to your shallow eyes.
In fear she stares at the pavement,
but she can see you stare.
She can hear your giggles.
She can feel your judgement.
Her crime?
Only that she is different.
Freak is not her name,
but you shout it, roaring like a lion.
To you she looks peculiar and
you wonder why she behaves strange.
Her monotone words are a result of your
ignorant mind that has lead to her
indulging in esoteric tendencies.
She may seem socially awkward,
but she means no harm.
She just wants to belong -
for one soul to understand.
There is no eye contact,
because living can hurt.
Misplaced in an oblivious world,
the skies may look bright to you and me,
but all she recognises is the darkness.
The soul is deep like an ocean,
but most only see the surface.
Only a few dare to venture to the bottom -
where most drown.
Only the strong reemerge.
The Silent One
Simple Musings
24 October 2017
Copyright © Silent One | Year Posted 2017
....in retrospect
There were mirrors there
Behind it, where all the Jews would hide
How can someone blame the black despair?
All You were, was a mirror over there
Flooding naked imagery
Flowing naked mercury
Proof there were no fa-ked lies
Unless words were pressed against the frame
Somehow you couldnt recognise...
your name...
Half blinded..
Besides, you would deny it anyway
One day while searching for those wandering Jews
Purple flowers in my garden winked at me
" we are they, if so you choose"
The mirror held was upside down
(It never mattered anyway)
So I kept on walking on and on
Until this very day
Ive heard it said just the other day
They used it to flash the sun
Hoping it would shine away
As some were hiding in its shade
A million miles away
Behind that fragile pane of glass
The looking glass kept looking past
And keeps looking for today
Looking at the torn disguise
And the lying enemy eyes
Though their lips were moist with movement
As yet the sound remained unheard
The spoken word was truth
One day it all may come to you
Whispered by a little bird
Ive held so high your high regard
And so your high esteem
Your badge of broken Jew
And friends by lives devided seen
I tried imagining I was you
Walking, standing in your wretched shoes
To us were done similar things
They also covered up the truth
In fact its happening here and now
How much cover do they need?
In honour tried to imitate , sometimes even emulate
Your cheeky contraband
Conducting your own orchestra
While playing your own band
This mirror holding up I see
If I was ever to wear those clothes
Emblazoned by a David star
Embattled with a Jewish scar
I wish to have your nose
The link between us circumcised
A covenant yet not broken
A people not yet broken by the blues
My love was found
Intact profound
In around
the nation of the Jew
Copyright © Jannie Breedt | Year Posted 2017
On a reminiscing of a poet I thought I would make a call
But on searching for this name sake I was left appalled
The name "Silent One" was clearly there to be seen
But of all his works - it was if they had never been
What happened "Oh Silent One" and who had silenced all your words
Seemed our friend had been picked on by no greater than a - "Turd"
Whatever the reason "Oh Silent One" left us - he has now returned
With this experience behind him and hopefully with a lesson learnt
I hope to see all the blank pages refilled with words and poems of old
And whoever took it upon themselves a greater punishment be doled
Their cruelty and indignations not worth from us all a second glance
As "Oh Silent One" returns to forgive and give us all a second chance
Of an art that can only be held by "Oh Silent One" as the maestro he is
Because honouring us with his enlightenments - is really truly the "Biz"
Welcome back "Oh Silent One" . . .
Indiana . . . ; )
Copyright © Indiana Shaw | Year Posted 2017
Mongrels gyrating on the edge of town
This it now- its going down
The chant electric, the doomsday count
It matters not that no one speaks a word
We knew it was coming, but you havent heard
Just know how I loved you , go fly little bird
A mass of hungry hatred flash of glimmering blades
Blood of the martyrs, murder and Hades
Dance of the hyena, foul flinging dung
Clinging our candles only looking up
Feeble little fingers summoning the Light
A promise in our prayers armless in a fight
This is my cry, tell it to the world
From the podiums and parliaments
Dont believe a word
Copyright © Jannie Breedt | Year Posted 2018
I saw Nazis march yesterday
upon the streets of Charlottesville.
And with swastikas on display
crazed members chanted blood will spill.
I saw Satan grinning with pride
at racial slurs shouted in hate.
And bigots standing by his side
help the violence escalate.
I saw torches light up the night
snaking through the black neighborhoods.
And skinheads looking for a fight,
all they were missing were white hoods.
I saw white supremacists proud
of drawing blood and spreading fear.
And a car plow into the crowd
its intentions perfectly clear.
I saw President Trump place blame
on both sides for this killing spree.
And a shocked nation reel in shame
at how callous he seemed to be.
I saw what might be the end of
tolerance and democracy.
For mantras of hate replaced love
with smugness and hypocrisy.
Copyright © Emile Pinet | Year Posted 2017
Sometimes we all say things we don't mean
Private thoughts to be kept inside that should never be seen
Then others join to be part of the scene
Using nasty words that are designed to demean
Scared to speak out for fear of ridicule
How can other people be so cruel
They join in because they think its fun
Not knowing the harm they do to anyone
Social media can be fun
But to those being bullied the damage is done
'Do it, do it, just go away'
These are the words the bullies may say
Until one day the victim begins to crack
Those poisoned words can't be taken back
Evntually they can take no more
And are found lifeless on the bedroom floor
Then those who mock and those who scorn
Turn up at the funeral of those who they now mourn
So think before another word you say
Because the bullied may not be able to face another day
Edited for Premier Contest #7 Sponsored by Skat A
Inspired by the death Caitlin Alker (aged 18) who was bullied on social media and tragically took her own life.
Copyright © JAN ALLISON | Year Posted 2014


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Waxahachie High School seniors Stefani Lund and Katelyn Landon have each landed a cheerleading spot at Tarleton State University in Stephenville this fall to cheer the Texans on.
Lund will be on the all-girls squad, cheering at women�s basketball and home football games. Landon will serve on the co-ed cheerleading squad, cheering at all football games, men�s basketball and women�s volleyball.
Both girls received materials from Tarleton and while Lund said she never considered any other offer, Landon had checked into a couple of other schools before deciding on Stephenville.
Natives of the Gingerbread City, Lund and Landon cheered for Waxahachie together as freshmen, junior varsity and varsity team members.
�Cheering is my passion,� said Lund, who has competed in all-star competitions since she was in the fifth grade. She will participate in the collegiate national competition in Daytona, Fla., next spring.
Landon began competing in 2008 and both are proficient in backhand springs.
�We will be busy our first week,� Lund said. �We will have to be on campus Aug. 20 and then school starts on Aug. 24, and we will have our first football game on Aug. 27 at Monticello College in Arkansas.�
The girls will attend two cheerleading camps in July: one at Southern Methodist University and one in Kansas.
Both said they are looking forward to their Tarleton State University experience.
�I like Stephenville,� Landon said. �It reminds me a lot of the way Waxahachie was a few years ago. And we already have several friends from here who will be in school there and so we won�t be up there with a bunch of people we don�t know.�
The girls admit the schedule will be grueling for them next year with workouts every morning from 6:30-7:30 and practice three days a week.
�We will only have a couple of weeks off for Christmas,� Lund said. �And we will just have a few days off during spring break.�
Asked what their future plans are, Lund said she wants to pursue training in nursing and Landon will pursue a career as a dental hygienist.
Stefani is the daughter of Richard and Diana Lund, and Katelyn is the daughter of Jeff and Carlissa Landon, all of Waxahachie.
E-mail Paul at email@example.com


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I cried for the first time in the shower, while my long hair fell out and curled around my feet, wet and dead. Somehow, I thought I would be spared this, but that was an unrealistic expectation. How silly and egotistical. The neurosurgeon had been so careful not to shave too much hair from my skull during the biopsy, and now his carefulness seemed wasted. He left a very expensive piece of metal in my head; titanium will not set off alarms at any airports. The scar of the operation and the dent made by the metal piece became exposed. It seemed, my disease could no longer be hidden.
My cancer is called oligodendroglioma, "the second worst kind of brain tumour one can have," my oncologist said. I'm not sure if that was supposed to make me feel better, or more fearful, or if she was just stating the facts. I started calling the tumour, Mr. Ollie, trying to become friends with it, you know, so it will treat me kindly. But, it didn't last long. Once the radiation treatment started, and my hair started falling out, the name changed to that fucking tumour, or freaking tumour out loud.
I disliked it when people said, "I'm so sorry," in that voice of dripping pity, as if you're on your death bed already. Not everyone had that tone, but there was the rare one. Or, "you are so brave," as if I had a choice. I knew they were just being kind, but it irked me, nonetheless. They couldn't see the days where I was so tired, all I could do was sleep for hours, drink copious amounts of water and juice because my mouth was so dry. Sometimes, I woke up in the middle of the night, sweating with fear. And then, gratefully fell asleep because the drugs made me that tired. I learned the power of prayer during those dark, lonely nights. My friends knew the struggle I had and they added their prayers and positive thoughts to mine.
During a radiation treatment, I would close my eyes and imagine a queen (The Queen of Life, I called her) who directed the rays to my tumour to burn it away, then sink into my veins (rivers) and destroy the tiniest of cancer cells. She had knights who guarded my healthy cells, and would drive away any monstrous growths, hacking at them. It sure helps to have a lively imagination.
I told the doctor that I didn't want to know the odds on surviving, or how long I had to live, or stuff like that. "Just treat me, and we'll see what happens," I said. In other words, I chose life and being limited by numbers and percentages was just too negative for me. If it was my time to go, then it would be so, but I chose to fight for my life. I had things to do, places to go, grandchildren to see who are yet to be born. Life is just too exciting to just passively leave without raging a war against death. Yes, I know that day will come, but until then, I live. I sure learned the lesson of living in the moment, that life is fun, and joyous, spiked with the odd pain so we might know the difference. As the Tao Te Ching says, "to live till you die is to live long enough."
I had children for which I was trying to set an example, so I tried to show my strength, which I gained from them. They were my rock, and took good care of me, since my husband had to travel a lot on business, and I was unable to drive due to the seizures. We hugged a lot, watched funny movies, talked and even had an argument or two. No-one can keep up the pressure of being nice all the time.
|My Visualization Picture
Once out of the radiation treatment, I had a month break, then onto chemotherapy. The chemotherapy drug was in capsule form, which I could swallow at home. I was fortunate that my blood had the markers that would give this form of chemotherapy a good chance to work. I still had to go for MRI's every six months, and the first one after the end of chemotherapy, showed the cancer was clear, and still clear after the next MRI six months later. My doctor informed me in June 2010 that henceforth, I would only have them annually. And I can drive after more than a year of taking the bus or relying on someone to drive me. Life is good. Yeeeesssss!
"I had better not get run over by a bus now," I said to my husband, as we walked out of the cancer centre building.
[Note: I am due for my next MRI and oncological appointment at the end of this month. And, my hair has grown back thick and irritatingly curly. :)]


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Over the years, I have found several scraps of what seems to me to be some kind of play, perhaps written in the Tudor period (certainly not before!) which sheds a startling light on the personality of Margaret Beaufort, mother of Henry VII. These scraps have turned up in the oddest places – some scrawled on pieces of parchment carefully cut to form the covers of other less interesting documents; some lining bird cages and sock drawers; several roughly scored through so the other side could be used to write (usually utterly boring) letters; and one (rather thrillingly!) used as a menu in a hip café, where I ate chocolate icecream out of a tiny plastic toilet and was served an adequate martini in a flower vase. Perhaps, one day, if I have the time, I shall piece these scraps together and see if there isn't some kind of narrative flow to be discovered. In the meantime, because I suspect this play (thought utterly free of any literary merit whatsoever) might yet prove to be of interest to historians, I shall be sharing some of the more intact extracts with my dear dear readers.
… be you not so wise nor so merry, Herbert!
Herbert: Ah, you speak the truth though you are too great a fool to know it.
Lorenzo: And so I take my leave of you. [exeunt with flourish]
Herbert: 'Tis a hasty fool who speaks of love
And understands not its glory.
A barrel of beer, a hunk of bread,
My dear wife waiting in my bed.
A poor man may dream, may he not?
E'en though an empty tankard's all he's got.
But I intrude too much upon this stage
So return you to the story.
Hush! Who comes? Who aventures to this scene?
(I swear by Holy God I'll have my lager yet!
E'en though 'tis put off for a time by Lady Margaret.)
[Hides behind curtain]
[Enter Lady Margaret and Lord Stanley.]
Margaret: I saw, I swear I did, afore that crown was on his head
Our King – the devil take him! – my eyes did see nak-ed.
Stanley: As did mine.
Margaret. That image we can use,
I shall find a way.
Stanley: You'll think of him bare chested
When we at bed sport play?
[aside] And that's a promise long withheld
A vow of chastity, a lonely husband,
The coverlets not perfumed by her scent
The contents of my breeches sorely swelled.
Margaret: Nay, husband! Forsooth, you are a dolt!
When my precious boy takes the crown,
Once the princes breath their last,
Once Richard's dead, his wife and son,
Once your promise I hold fast.
I shall persuade you yet, my lord
Stanley: With a hot kiss and a sweeter word?
[aside] Methinks the time draws nigh
When, at last, I make her sigh.
Margaret: We shall tell them, once he is dead
To strip him bare and see him themselves naked.
Stanley. Spread the joy!
That kingly chest will be your undoing, wife!
Margaret: I see it in my mind's dark eye
Some ink-stained wordsmith,
Bent over smoking candle.
Fetch me parchment and ink so I can write this down…
Stanley: Megsie, love… sweetheart… Think a time.
Draw a long deep breath and have a cup of wine.
Your words confound my ears, as e'er they do,
But now they confound my very brainbox, too.
Margaret: His back…
Stanley: Yes.
Margaret: Well, it's all twisted, isn't it?
Stanley: Yes.
Margaret: It means he's evil!
Stanley: Does it?
Margaret: Of course it does! 'Tis easy understood,
No-one gets a twisted back by being good!
Stanley: Is that why he stole his nephew's crown?
And why into the Tower he thinks to creep
In darkest night when no-one is around
And plots to smother him while he does sleep?
Margaret: No! If any is to those sweet princes smother
'Twill be the next come monarch's sainted mother.
My son shall be King! I swear this to be true.
And I shall be his Mother! As for you
A great reward awaits you husband mine.
Stanley: I'll go turn down the blankets, get one of the cleaner pages to warm the bed up for us…
Margaret: Though fortune weighs him down and he doth live in penury,
I shall secure the crown of England for my Henury.
Stanley: [aside] What madness is this? What folly strikes her?
If I didn't know her better I'd say it was not like her!
Margaret: I shall be the King's Mother, husband. I verily shall. For I have seen King Richard naked!
JEF Dingle-Bell (Mrs) is up to her elbows in flour and poached quince. It will be a small gathering, nothing terribly fancy, just a few old friends and her Aunt Evangelina. Mr Bell might be persuaded to do his impression of Clement Atlee (which is jolly good!) and the Rev Fairbrother promised to bring his bassoon. The Hon Diana Clackton will be most delighted, she tells us, to show us the new dance she learned from Isadora Duncan when they last communed, though we do hope this time she wears something a little less… gauzy. Major Humphrey-Nettlesting (Darling Roddy!) will be bringing some rather jolly chaps from the Black Watch – always the most tremendous fun! Do pop by if you've nothing on that day.


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A 19-year-old Arcadia man was arrested Thursday after he allegedly carjacked a La Crescenta motorist and then crashed the Fiat into a light pole.
The man, Trevon Lofton, was dancing in the intersection of Montrose and La Crescenta avenues at about 10:30 p.m. when he approached the Fiat and began yelling profanity and challenging the 42-year-old motorist to a fight, according to Glendale police reports.
Lofton then slammed his hands on the Fiat, opened the driver's door and started punching him, police said. The motorist tried to protect himself and began hitting Lofton with his fists and legs.


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Two Little Words
Dr. Doug Posey
Many of us have favorite verses from the Bible, favorite books, favorite chapters, perhaps a favorite testament of the two. But, it's possible to break down the sea of ink within the pages of the Holy Scriptures to choice increments quite a bit smaller that any of those more sizable divisions. In fact, there are a couple of words that stand out to me, words that speak volumes, without which my faith and understanding of the power of the Almighty might lack a certain richness. They are the two, little, three-letter words: "But God."
They appear several times together throughout the Bible and point up God's transformative power. They provide the necessary bridge, a path of rescue between something hopeless, devoid of joy, light and life that ushers the reader, or the subject of the passage, into assurance, gladness and radiant living. "But God," forms the hinge that swings the door the other way when things seem impossibly closed.
Knowing that God is there and He cares is something that makes a real difference in the lives of those who believe. One might call it the "But God" difference. Yes, the circumstances are daunting, but God is greater than the circumstances. I am stretched thin this month, but God knows my needs and He is a God who provides. People may have forsaken me, but God never will.
An online article that appeared on the WashingtonTimes.com website, reported the following:
A study by Rush University Medical Center in Chicago found that "belief in a concerned God can improve response to medical treatment" in patients diagnosed with clinical depression. The operative word here is "caring," the researchers said. "The study found that those with strong beliefs in a personal and concerned God were more likely to experience improvement."
The researchers compared the levels of melancholy or hopelessness in 136 adults diagnosed with major depression or bipolar depression with their sense of "religious well-being." They found participants who scored in the top third of a scale charting a sense of religious well-being were 75 percent more likely to get better with medical treatment for clinical depression. "In our study, the positive response to medication had little to do with the feelings of hope that typically accompanies spiritual belief," said study director Patricia Murphy. "It was tied specifically to the belief that a Supreme Being cared."
(Van Morris, Mount Washington, Kentucky; source: Jennifer Harper, "Studies: Belief in God Relieves Depression," WashingtonTimes.com 02-25-2010)
It should come as no surprise to Christians that it doesn't do much good to believe in a God who doesn't care. It is that caring that makes those two words we've been talking about so powerful.
For example, in Ephesians chapter two, the "But God" factor is demonstrated about as clearly as in any other example in Scripture. Paul describes our condition prior to Christ as being, "dead…indulging in the desires of the flesh…children of wrath," (2:1-3) among other things. Definitely a bad state of affairs. Then, hope bursts forth in the form of those two words and everything changes.
Is there any doubt that we have a caring God when Paul writes, "But God, being rich in mercy, because of His great love with which He loved us…"
That caring is abundantly demonstrated as God uses His power to make…
"…us alive together with Christ and [raise] us up with Him, and [seat] us with Him in the heavenly places in Christ Jesus, so that in the ages to come He might show the surpassing riches of His grace in kindness toward us in Christ Jesus." (Ephesians 2:5-7)
What a difference two words make! You could also sum it up in these two words: The Gospel. We would still be dead, indulging in the flesh and facing God's wrath—BUT GOD!
"But God demonstrates His own love toward us, in that while we were yet sinners, Christ died for us" - Romans 5:8


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Tesco' incoming boss Dave Lewis will have no easy task on his hands when he takes the reins at the UK's biggest retailer and the world's third largest chain in October.
But while he lacks the Tesco genes that Philip Clarke had from spending 39 years at the grocer, Lewis makes up for it in his experience overseeing Unilever's fast-growing personal care division and turning around a string of brands that stock Tesco's shelves.
The 49 year-old Yorkshireman joined the Anglo-Dutch consumer giant Unilever in 1987 as a trainee after graduating from Trent business School in Nottingham.
One of his early achievements that marked him out was launching the soap brand Dove in the UK in 1992 and driving its "Love your body" campaign, which promoted images of women's bodies of all shapes and sizes.
His career also included a stint in South America in 1996, where he helped defend Unilever's laundry detergent business against competition from arch rivals Procter & Gamble.
His next move in 1999 was to Indonesia, one of Unilever's key markets, where he tackled political unrest and hyperinflation to grow the company's personal care business at an average rate of 30 per cent per year.
In 2005 Lewis returned to the UK and took up the role of managing director of Unilever's home and personal care before being appointed chairman of UK and Ireland in 2008 when Unilever consolidated all of its businesses.
One of Lewis's former colleagues described him as "confident, charismatic" and someone who "will ask tough questions" in his role at Tesco.
"He will certainly have a lot of focus on how everything is contributing to the brand Tesco and what it means to its customers. Philip Clarke didn't seem to understand that – he was more of an operator," he told City A.M.
Bernstein analyst Bruno Monteyne said Lewis's departure was "clearly a loss" for Unilever but asked: "Will the lack of retail experience be a problem to set a new strategy for a retailer that is having an existential crisis?"
HSBC's Dave McCarthy warned that even with a change in strategy under Lewis, a successful turnaround will take five to 10 years.
Tesco's Philip Clarke told the City just last month that he had no plans to step down as chief executive.. But yesterday – the day before he was due to celebrate his 40-year career at the supermarket chain – that prophecy suddenly rang false. The board has decided the company is in need for a change in strategy and Clarke is paying the price.
The Tesco lifer, who began his career at the age of 14 working at a local store in Liverpool run by his father, made the ideal candidate to take on the chief executive role in 2011. However Clarke's efforts at reviving Tesco's slowing UK sales have not gone far enough. The group has been criticised by analysts for trying to be too many things to too many customers, "giving a free ride to the targeted retailers".
Clarke was a divisive leader, known for his tough management style, and one who did not endear himself to the City or the press after the group banned a journalist from a press dinner earlier this year.
But perhaps his stance with the company was not quite as tough.
1 Clarke failed to react fast enough to the threat from German discounters Aldi and Lidl and to slash prices.
2 Investors' patience had worn thin and Tesco was in need of a "leader with fresh perspectives", as Sir Richard Broadbent said,
3 His efforts to turn Tesco around have failed to revive sales despite spending over £1bn on staff, stores and product revamps.
1 Clarke inherited Tesco's loss-making Fresh & Easy venture in the US, a legacy from his predecessor Sir Terry Leahy.
2 He has had the challenge of reviving Tesco's UK business in a tough consumer market amid fast-changing shopping habits.
3 Clarke has also had to grapple with Tesco's sprawling store estate, inherited after a decade of over-expansion in the 90s.


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My copy of Do arrived the other week. Here it is, posing in front of the shelf that will be its new home.
This is one classy book. I read the PDF when it was released to the KickStarter backers, but decided to read it in the print-friendly format so that my iPad could handle it. Now having the book in my hands, I'm just delighted to have bought a print copy. My bibliophile urges are satisfied. This is a gorgeous artefact.
And now to organise a game of it.


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at Twin Pine Casino & Hotel's beautiful wine-themed facility. There are a variety of locations on property at our
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If anyone is a "homo economicus" - that rational decision-maker feted by economics textbooks - it is Damien Waller, chairman and chief
executive of private health insurance intermediary iSelect.
Yet 10 years ago, even this qualified engineer and professional
stockbroker found himself unable to choose a health insurer, despite
combing the brochures of five different funds.
"It was just ridiculous," Waller recalls. "They used different
terminology so you couldn't compare apples with apples. I just thought
if I couldn't do this, how is the average person in the street going
to have any hope of doing it?"
They had no hope, of course. As a Productivity Commission inquiry into
private health insurance reported about the same time: "Consumers
often do not have adequate information to compare funds or even to
know what their insurance covers, due to the complexity of products
... Considerable confusion exists among consumers about the level of
cover, benefits, changes to benefit entitlements and waiting periods."
In 2000, Waller and another engineer David Urpani - who has a PhD in
artificial intelligence - launched iSelect.com.au to make choosing
health insurance easier.
Consumers do not weigh all options equally. Instead, they are
influenced by how options are presented. This explains why, for
example, food makers pay supermarkets to place their products at eye
"Choice architect" is the label United States economist Richard Thaler
and US legal scholar Cass Sunstein apply to the shopkeepers,
designers, marketers and others who organise that context in which
people make decisions.
The University of Chicago academics claim "there is no such thing as a
'neutral' design". They contend: "Cognitive psychology and behavioural
economics have shown that small and apparently insignificant
contextual details can have a major effect on people's behaviour."
Choice architecture in business is not new but its possibilities have
grown with the internet and the proliferation and growing complexity
of insurance and banking products.
At iSelect, Waller is exploiting both developments to build a business
around "nudging" people towards the right health insurance for them.
After entering their age and sex, users are presented with a long list
of options for hospital and extras cover. The site goes a step further
by choosing a default for each. A 25-year-old male, for instance, is
assumed not to require cover for a hip or joint replacement.
Users can override these defaults before being taken to another list,
this time of policies the site's patented technology has decided will
best meet the customer's needs.
These rankings are based on how well an individual policy "scores" on
preferred options. So generous dental benefits will push a policy up
the rankings of a user who has indicated this is a "must-have" cover.
"It doesn't just throw up a basic comparison or a search result,"
Waller says. "It actively matches products to consumers' needs. We are
trying to guide people into the right products that will actually meet
their likely needs."
Defaults and structured choice systems are only two of the tools or
"nudges" available to choice architects. Feedback mechanisms are
another. For instance, US consumer goods giant Procter & Gamble is
developing a toothbrush that reminds people to take prescribed
medicine. Yet another nudge is incentives.
For health insurers, nudging is the most they can do to encourage
policyholders to take better care of themselves.
Government regulations prevent insurers from cutting the premiums of
policyholders who take steps to improve their health. In the case of
heart-attack survivors, insurer Australian Unity uses the incentive of
free one-on-one advice to reduce the chances of another attack.
Since March 2007, Australian Unity policyholders making a claim for a
related condition have been automatically invited to join a six-month
"coaching patients on achieving cardiovascular health" program.
"The carrot we are using is based around information," Australian
Unity health-care group executive Amanda Hagan explains.
"What are the risk factors? What should your target be? And how can
you do things to achieve that and engage with your GP in that
A three-in-four acceptance rate has led Hagan to set up a similar
program for osteoporosis sufferers.
The rising complexity of the choices consumers face is also apparent in banking.
Consider loan interest rates. The national Consumer Credit Code
requires all credit providers to publish a "comparison rate" alongside
the nominal rate they charge. The problem for consumers is that the
comparison rate incorporates some fees and charges (such as
application fees) but not others (such as exit fees).
To get around such anomalies, Thaler and Sunstein propose a battery of
comparative data. In the case of credit cards, issuers would be
required to make available to card holders two secure electronic
The first would list all the ways in which a customer can be charged,
including for missing a payment or transacting in foreign currencies.
The second file would be a list of all the actions the customer made
in the past year that incurred a charge.
"To be sure, most consumers would not read these files in any detail,"
Thaler and Sunstein concede. "Instead we anticipate that new
third-party websites would compete for the business of distilling the
information in the files."
These websites could show consumers how to save money by changing
their behaviour - for example, by paying the balance in full each
month - and point them to alternative providers that, given their past
behaviour, offer consumers a better deal.
Thaler and Sunstein, whose ideas are reported to strongly influence
the policy thinking of new US president Barack Obama, acknowledge that
firms may also "find it profitable to nudge people in ways that are
Even so, they believe there are "many great business opportunities for
firms to play the role of honest broker, but to do well in that domain
it will be necessary to be rigorously scrupulous".
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Faith Lutheran Church
Sunday Service 9a
Wednesday Service 6:30p (Advent/Lent)
Faith Lutheran Church proclaims Christ Crucified as our salvation from sin, death and the devil. We are gathered every Sunday morning at 9a to hear God's Word and receive his Holy Supper. We are conveniently located on the west side of Columbus, Indiana two miles west of I-65 on State Road 46.
3 to 5 year old chlldren
Faith Lutheran Preschool
2, 3 & 5 Day Classes (half & full day)
Our excellent preschool serves 3, 4 and 5 year old children. We offer full day and half day options with small class sizes. Child care available from 7a-6p every week day. We also offer year round rolling enrollment. Come and see how we will prepare your child for kindergarten.
3 - 12 year olds
Faith Lutheran Extended Care & Afterschool
Monday-Friday | 7a-9a & 3-6p
Our Child Care program cares for 3 to 12 year old children every week day. Before Care is provided from 7a-9a for preschool children. A School Bus will pickup elementary aged children and transport them to Southside School. After School Is provided from 3p-6p for preschool and elementary aged children. A School Bus will bring elementary aged children from Southside School to Faith Lutheran.
Find us at:
6000 West State Road 46
Columbus Indiana 47201
Mailing Address
Faith Lutheran Church
P.O. Box 1164
Columbus, IN 47202-1164
Faith Lutheran Church
is a member of the Indiana District
of the Lutheran Church—Missouri Synod.
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Discovering the Ruins of Old Leon Tour
… a relaxing, historical look at the original city of Leon, perfect for history buffs and those with an appreciation for archeology
Julio Tours Nicaragua will pick you up at your hotel at 8am, or at 2:30pm depending on your availability. From your hotel we will enjoy a 45 minute drive in a comfortable air conditioned vehicle to the first original town of Leon. Discovered in 1967, these ruins are one of the first Spanish settlements in the new world. Originating in 1524 at the foot of Momotombo Volcano, this archeological site is recognized by UNESCO and declared by law a Cultural Heritage of the Nation. Due to the continued eruptions of Momotombo, the most severe dating back to 1610, the site was found buried in ash and sand which kept the site very much intact. Today it remains a perfect representation of colonial architecture.
We will begin our discovery at the Museum of Imabite where we will see a significant collection of artifacts left behind when Momotombo erupted in 1610 and buried the entire city. We will walk amongst the original walls and the plaza of Old Leon. We will take a short hike to search for the perfect view of Momotombo, Managua Lake and Momotombito Volcano as well as other volcanoes in the distance.
Your Tour Includes
transportation to and from your hotel, all admission fees
Cost of Tour
1 to 2 people $55 US per person
3 to 4 people $50 US per person
Payment in US dollars or Cordobas only will be collected by Julio Tours at the beginning of the tour.


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At Rival Motorsport, we thrive on our quick payment to delivery turnaround. For any custom orders, we will notify you of the expected time period.
We have access to over 300+ major brands and list over 5000 products on our easy to use website - if you can't find something contact us.
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Find out some of the Institutions and their relationship with UnisulVirtual.
This agreement aims at taking the most of both Coopensino and Unisul's pontential within the educational, training and up-skilling and scientific development.
DePaul University is an American university in the teaching, research and extensionareas for over a hundred years. This partnership aims at sharing the e-learning education knowledge by seeking improvements in Institutional Technology, Institutional Design and the e-learning online incubator project.
Further information on DePaul University page
The Guide Association (Global Universities in Distance Education), through which, 90 (ninety) universities are listed as participants, came into existence because of the need for e-learning (Open Universities), to promote and value the academic interchange, subsidize investigation projects and give a boost to partnerships by respecting the cultural differences of each one of the members. Unisul Virtual is listed as a participant of Guide through their representative in Brasil.
The Association through UniversitàdegliStudiGuglielmo Marconi initiative was founded in 2006 aiming at accomplishing a global cooperation model by providing support and assistance for its partners to build up ODL (Open Distance Learning) networks focused on working towards the internationalization of knowledge. With this in mind, the use of innovative technologies and methodologies promotes the interchange of ideas and project within a dynamic and flexible context, respecting the cultural demands of each and every country involved in e-learning.
Further information provided on Guide Association page
InstitutoConsórcioClavijero and its head office in Xalapa, Veracruz (Mexico) provides formal, skilled, relevant and continuing education by using innovative information technologies and communication models. The institute offers on-line learning on the internet making use of its modern information technologies and an education model based on competence.
The agreement between Unisul and ICC aims at setting cooperation mechanisms between both institutions so as to develop work specific programs of staff mutual interest and extension of services at all the coincident areas and their institutional purposes and interests.
Further information on Instituto Consórcio Clavijero page
The Open Course Ware Consortium is a community consisting of more than 250 universities and associated organizations from all over the world committed to promoting sharing of open course contents and its impact on educational opportunities on a global scale. OCWC mission is to promote formal and non-formal learning for educators and self- learners worldwide by means of sharing and the use of high quality and free of charge open educational materials all grouped in the form of courses promptly accessible in a digital fashion.
The Consortium provides exposure and visibility to all of its associate members for a global audience as well as information and formation through webinars, newsletters, and free of charge open educational materials. In spite of being of the universities associated with the consortium, Unisul was elected associated member of OCWC Institutional Board of Directors in May 2011 for a term of two years.
Further information on Open Course Ware Consortium page
The Open University, founded under the belief that high quality communication technology will provide a high level of learning is today one of the most renowned e-learning universities worldwide. Open, and its academic research, pedagogical innovation and supportive partnership is mostly highlighted for its design, content and assistance for open learning.
Unisul is one of their partners through the Open Learn project, a repository of Open Educational Resources launched in 2007 by the Open University which provides an array of curriculum and contents of the included subjects and the curricular planning as well as materials published by their supporters to anyone interested in it, as it is the case ofUnisul Virtual. The Open Learn does not issue diplomas since it is a totally open system.
Unisul Virtual ialso an active supporter of the OLnet project (Open Learning Network), whose focus is on researching and finding out who are REA's users, and the impact they may have on the lives of each one of the users.
Recently, Unisul Virtual was also invited by the Open University to join the Open Scout project.The Open Scout project subsidized by funds from the European Union aims at researching technologies to adapt, create and re-use REA as well as provide educational services on the internet which will enable the users to find, access, use and interchange contents in the area of business management.
UniversidadeAgrária La Molina from Peru is a teaching institution turned to the formation of skilled people to work in the areas of agriculture, fishing, food and economy. The university is renowned for making proactive, innovator leaders who are familiar with business and social issues. The Institution works with and uses knowledge acquired from basic and applied research for the sustainable development of the Country.
This partnership aims at setting academic relations between both institutions through general cooperation actions within a broad collaborative spirit in a way that Unisul Virtual supports Unalm development and vice-versa regarding a variety of activities like training, promotion, research, and the institutionalization of e-learning which will contribute to the spread of the methodological, scientific and technological knowledge for undergraduate and graduate superior teaching progress under the principles of solidarity and institutional cooperation.
Further information on Universidad Agraria La Molina page
UP is a public Mozambican university whose main mission is to train teachers and high level education staff by providing them with scientific and pedagocical and ditactical tools to conduct high skilled teaching.
UP's basic curricular principles are based on non-separation among teaching, research and extension and also the non-separation between the espistemological validation and the ethical validation of teaching and research.
This agreement aims at taking the most of both UP and Unisul's potential in the areas of education, training, skillfulness and scientific development.
Further informationon Universidade Pedagógica - Moçambique page
Universidade Ca'Foscari de Veneza (Venice) holds a national and international reputation for its academic excellence in teaching and research. Ca'Foscari is a university synchronized with the information and knowledge society, which offers a variety of teaching and research activities in four different areas: economy, languages, sciences and humanities. Furthermore, the University carries out researches, consulting and training activities for public and private institutions and is also partners with other cultural institutions and associations dealing with scientific information, training and investigation. Almost 300 different cultural and scientific events are organized by Ca'Foscari.
Universidade Ca'Foscari de Veneza and Unisul are partners undertaking mutual interchange initiatives and dissemination of researches results, collaborative scientific projects, quality experiences in teaching training areas and workers preparation in general as well as other ways of collaboration that both universities may conduct at all their own sectors.
Further information on Università Ca'foscari Venezia page
UniversidadeGuglielmo Marconi is the first "open" university recognized by MIUR (Ministerodell'Istruzione,dell'Università e delaRicerca). It combines e-learning training methods (printed materials, information flyers, CD-ROMs, and e-learning platforms) with continuing training activities (lectures, seminars, workshops, analyses and study sessions) so as to reach better learning results from the students.
This partnership aims at setting academic relations between both institutions through general cooperation actions within a broad collaborative spirit in a way that Unisul Virtual supports USGM development and vice-versa regarding a variety of activities like training, promotion, research, and the institutionalization of e-learning which will contribute to the spread of the methodological, scientific and technological knowledge for undergraduate and graduate superior teaching progress under the principles of solidarity and institutional cooperation.
Further information on Università Degli Studi Guglielmo Marconi page
Universitat Oberta de Catalunya (UOC) is dedicated to the attention regarding the investigation of methods and techniques management used in university e-learning. It is an internationally renowned university providing learning focused on the student and with the benefits of personalized research, flexibility, accessibility and collaboration. It has partnerships with universities, research institutions from different countries and is determined to promote entrepreneurial activities by means of projects with local and international partners.
Unisul and UOC partnership establishes a milestone of operation for the collaboration of both institutions to develop mutual interest activities in the areas of technology, sciences and education.
Further information on Universitat Oberta de Catalunya page


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The Specialist Buyers Guide for the Casino Industry
Daktronics is the world's industry leader in designing and manufacturing electronic scoreboards, programmable display systems and large screen video displays. It's Daktronics passion to continuously provide the highest quality standard display products as well as custom-designed and integrated systems.
World Trade Display is a company specialized in design and manufacture of interactive digital solutions, at high communicative and emotional-impact.
Thanks to its sales forces consolidated over the years and to its highly qualified service assistance we are able to cover the needs of over 23 countries around the world. The commercial offer is wide and varied, and having the entire range be its own design and construction, are able to meet custom solutions for any type of product such as: Touch Monitor, Open Frame, Touch Screen; Digital Display Signage; Interactive Touch Table, Advertising Player, Self-Service Kiosk and Video Wall.
World Trade Display is a major player in the field of display & digital signage devoted primarily to the world of kiosk information and gaming/entertainment, however its international position from many years has also been consolidated in other industrial sectors such as: Vending, Medical Educational, Ticketing, Transportation, Finance & Banking.
Riccardo Taccardi, founder and now Executive Manager of World Trade Display © expert in telecommunications and training in "Industrial Communication" created in 1993 in Rimini, only 29 years, the Worldtrade company, now incorporated in the current World Trade Display © leaders in the design and production of interactive digital solutions, with its own brand WTD.
From 1993 to the 2007, the company's' core business was purely focused in the consumer market of information technology. The new digital technologies from 2007 and onwards, have given a strong boost in the different fields of application, especially to an increasing demand of interactive screens on the industrial sectors
From 2011 onwards, the company selected to design and manufacture on their own, the wide range of its products marketed to date using their brand WTD, for a specific choice desired by the company's executive manager Riccardo Taccardi, who we allowed to enter the market at an international level and become a unique player in its kind
Since 1993, we have always invested in new market segments with efficiency and punctuality, in order to reach a leadership position, to automate and improve the interfaces with the public in all segments, from business, public administration up to large exhibition halls, museums and industrial or informational exhibitions, with different technological solutions.
Interactive displays and digital solutions at high emotional-impact is our "Mission" of the future, where our company continues to develop business and new projects in the years to come...
The sector of interactive technology with World Trade Display promises to be a bright future, ...... Touching a unique world ... that in the past seemed just a dream!
Maggi Electronics, initially founded in 1992 as Maggi & Maggi UK, a token and change machine distributor, has transformed into one of the largest, most trusted service and support centres within the UK.
Today a family company based in the North West of England, employing over 50 members of staff throughout a number of specialised departments.
Combined with our twenty-four successful years experience of supporting field based activity, matched with our next day Advance Replacement Service, in-house Delivery Service and our highly successful next day carrier partnership; Maggi Electronics are Perfectly Placed to Service the Electronic Industry within this dominating digital revolution.


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I will not be at RKC this Friday (April 6, 2018). I am hoping Bitz will be able to make it, or that someone else can log on and get something rolling for those that show up, but I will be out of town.
Good luck on whatever run you get into!
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Lily et al: The suprise is coming, the suprise is coming!
MaryJaye: anyone have a valid invite link for discord? pretty please and thank you! <3
Tyrabella: As I see it, the Secret can only be one of two things.. a) a Green Bay Packers Cheesehead hat cosmetic or b) a war-hamster mount..
Lily et al: Hmm, I wonder what this means? "Something secret will become available on March 21st. Good luck!" -Today's update notes
Lily et al: LFM: 2/6 to explore Middle Earth all over again! First session 2/19/17 @8pm server. More info here, or contact Lily(Jofost) or Abarian.
Lily et al: Hearts A'Fyre on Saturday beginning at 2pm. There will be eight great bands, including our own RKO
Lily et al: RKO and others play Champagne Bash, on Dec. 30th! more here
Tyrabella: lotro store sale: Eriador questpack bundle 75% off (save 3000 LP)
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Friday, April 6 2018
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