Weaving Decadence.

If weaving Beauty, Patterns and Snapshots of the Human Mysterious Soul is her day to day job, once a month…. the Artist needs to blend into the World and touch the Ground.

She knows when her big Night is nearby, since her Studio has become like a Squat and she needs to flee, to compete against the sweet bees for the City’s Nectar.

For the World is jealous of her gift, and keeps nagging her dream job and accusing her from Laziness to being a Parasite.

Off she goes with her biker boots, Chanel Rouge and favourite Leather Bomber Jacket to savour the acidity of the traffic. And yes, she’s going to enjoy her night alone.

Four miles she walks under the reckless rain, no umbrella, no lady bag, letting the tides of savageness take her back and forth to the darkest and most prohibited places of the City.

Time has not a Clock here. The raindrops mark the accelerating Rythm of mediocrity.

Mediocrity that pays for her Bills.

In awe, she watches the languishing souls, hungry for the beauty and passion she delivers everyday.

Some stare at her, some try and kick her, but like a ballerina, she keeps pure and uncontaminated by the city’s dirt.

Jettons placed and jokes exchanged, she has captured the Devils work. She is so grateful she has never asked him a single favour.

Before she realises, she is home, and has no idea where all this cash in her purse came from…. yet she is delighted with it.

Her cat stares at her and is wondering when dinner shall be served to him!

She looks around- needs to do her monthly cleaning and start her new sketches.

She has taken revenge over this aggressive World, and she knows, no matter what, her innocence shall never be snatched again.

Slipping into her Hello Kitty pijamas, she cannot see her reflection in the mirror for she had 3 beers, and drops to sleep excited about the happy ending nightmares she is to experience.

Images of pedestrians crossing the road in the red lights start flashing by, and her new garments await for the next escapade.

The Artist is fed with Decadence, to process and feed the masses…. who pay for the cats food and biker boots.

The End.

The 3 Princesses

Once upon a times…

Once upon a times, when there were not so many gadgets, three beautiful friends competed among each other for boy’s attention…

with dancing! makeup! jokes!!!….

The End is… so far, very Happy.

There’s a 4th Princess, too…

My little daredevil….

its too early for stories kids…please sleep…

Thank you, readers!!!!!

TO BE CONTINUED….

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Ladies Singing In The Rain!

Very bad Joke....terrible!
Not worth reading, hehe he...

– Why did Adam punch little holes on to his Umbrella?

To not upset the Rain!!!!

Ha, Ha, Hahaha, Hahaha!!!!!

Good Luck Scarabs are Here….!

please Share!!!!

Dance in your Mind whilst Asleep…

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AIs remain untalented….

Based on a true story.

Bloggers will be Bloggeresses…..

AND….

AND…..

I will keep my Spa as a secret….well, one of the many Spa secrets we Bloggers like to crash in….!!!!

This is One of our Team’s!!!!

Enjoy reading, sharing, and do contact me for any advice….ill reply once back from Holidays…. I’ll try to promise this!!!

Stay friendly…

AUBURN!!!!

Happiness…? My Definition.

Me and jesusito…

A lady on a plane once told me Hapiness doesn’t exist, its just moments….

Geology lovers like myself…

Some say its making new friends!!!

The American Dream is sill alive…

But I say happiness is letting a child be a child,

Just as my mummy always does, and my daddy too,

My naughty baby book written decades ago…

Never swear and never give up your dreams….

DON’T FORGET TO FOLLOW THIS BLOG, ITS JUST A CLICK AWAY!!!

The End.

Enjoy your summer, and remember, your next best friend might just be a few yards from you… right now…!

SELF PORTAIT…HE,HE..HEEE!!!

Now That’s the end of the story…. tomorrow or after after tomorrow more…..!!!

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Sorry, its not the end yet… 44 was the year I refreshed my German with gern vergnugen…. Happy 45 to myself!!

Thanks to all the Angellas and Angelitos in the World….. And Beyond…. To Be Continued…..

Born Ginger …… Always a Ginger… We bring Good Luck according to popular belief….

REMEMBER: WE ALL HAVE THE RIGHT TO OUR OWN BELIEFS!!

Sweet rockabybabies to all mothers…Good Night!

The End for now…..

sandra xxx.

Thanks for all you explosively kind wishes!!! and I wish I could reply to each and everyone of you… Good Morning!!!

The Compulsive Guiney Pig…

You see her around

Sometimes talking to herself…

Others up in the Clouds.

…….She loves taking her pills….

Her voice echoes up and down;

Is she happy today…. furious, or just…

Playing the Clown???

……..She loves skipping her pills.….

For only She knows what she’s doing:

Yes she’s half-free,

Like a bird or even a fairy!

……..Is she in love with that Shrink….Or just acting Silly in Town?...

The End.

Thanks for sharing!

More Humor here

Spring’s ears are showing!

A lovely little Friend of mine….

1. -Why did Shannon the teenager get arrested during the pandemic?

– She sported a mask that read the words “Kiss Me”.

2. Why did Leisha have a license to not wear a mask? she was always so angry, she scared the heck out of the viruses….

3. Three schoolmates reunite after twenty years.

The first says,

– I am in the happiest marriage in the world, look, my husband got me a rare pink diamond ring…

– that’s not what I call the happiest… my husband has my name and surname tattooed onto his forearm…

– you girls haven’t known happiness yet. my husband is the most loving in the world…
– how can you prove this? says the first friend,

– look here, the third girl lifts her skirt a little…, my hubby has me under a chastity belt!!!!

4. A woman is spotted by a police car, running naked around her neighbourhood. She is stopped.

– Okay, she says, you guys are going to fine me for being naked?

– Not really, ma’am. We are going to issue you with a fine for not wearing a mask. So please show us some I.D.

– As you can see I’m not carrying any I.D. on me! so you are going to jail me for not having any I.D. on me, right?

– You are wrong again, lady. We are going to jail you for exceeding the town’s speeding limit!

5. – Good morning,  I’m calling to book a cab with a vegetarian driver, please….

– A vegetarian driver?

– Thats right. You see, my husband loves me to wear that stinky perfume his mum got me… that smells like chicken…. and so I don’t want the driver to eat me!

Have a great springtime, and don’t forget to share!

Last Winter Jokes!

A gangster’s girlfriend is missing the intimate bit of the relationship, and decides to take action. She gets a policewoman outfit at the carnival shop, then eagerly waits for her man in the early morning, dressed up like his highest fantasy.
At last, and looking tired of an exciting night doing this and that, the boyfriend shows up and rolls his eyes at her sight.
– Jenny, is that you?
– yes, I ve been hired as an officer yesterday, I wanted to keep it as a surprise….
she starts unbuttoning her shirt expecting some kind of accrued passion- when he cries,
– could I borrow the suit to take some selfies?

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A junkie’s daughter is asked at school what she would like to be when she grows up.

-Definitely, I want to be an astronaut!

– oh, do you?

-sure I do. I saw in a film they got massive, massive, stocked up fridges on spaceship board!

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An angry customer walks into a pet shop with his dog and waits for his turn.

-Madame, I d like a refund for this maltersers dog because I’m disappointed.

– could you go more into detail?

– well, he behaves like a human. He puts back the lid onto the shampoo after his bath, brings slippers to my guests and always gives the remote control to my wife.

– I see. I’m afraid that’s not a good reason enough for a refund.

– Not a good reason enough? then please exchange my wife for a nice young lady that enjoys watching wrestling shows like I do!!!

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A forty year old has had a bike accident and is in a deep coma. His relatives are desperately gathered around his bed when a drunk nurse walks in and sprays something onto the poor dying man’s nose.

As un unexplained miracle, the hopeless man is revived by the shock, coughs, swears and looks around…. his family are crying with happiness.

Two weeks later, the biker’s wife is reading a letter and cries

-You pig! you ve been pestering young ladies!

-I don’t know what you’re on about….?

-Yes, that nurse at the hospital had stuffed your face with some anti-rapist gas, and is know demanding half of our fortune…. or she will take you to court over sexual assault charges!!!!

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Do enjoy the last winter days, don’t forget where you stock your skiing boots….. and get some great books here to prepare for the beautiful springtime!