RDP # 72 – Cat

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RDP #72 – Cat

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I’ve been meaning to do these Ragtag Daily Prompts, so for my first one today, the word is ‘cat’, and well, I love cats of all kinds.

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This is a picture I painted a long time ago.

I’ve always known the tiger is my spirit animal.

This is a poem I wrote about it years ago.

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Tiger

In misty dreams you came to me

When I was only two or three

A forest dark, and deep, and green

I wondered what my dreams could mean

You were my friend, my Spirit kin

A guardian without, a guardian within

I was born into your year

Tiger Spirit always near

Magnificent eyes, shining bright

I weep at what now’s your plight

Endangered in this cruel world

Victim of the weapons hurled

If only we could be at peace

Return to dreams without surcease

To that mystery forest in the night

We could try to again make it right

I know that you will always be

In my dreams

A part of me

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Thanks for visiting! Peace ☮️

© 2018 BS

 

Connected -Stream of Consciousness Saturday – SOCS – Bodily Function

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Connected – Stream of Consciousness Saturday – SOCS – Bodily Function

The Friday Reminder and Prompt for #SoCS August 11/18

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Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “bodily function.” Decide on one or write about a whole bunch of bodily functions. Bonus inspiration: here’s a website. Enjoy!

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Linda G. Hill, our SOCS hostess, has given us the prompt of ‘bodily functions’. Thanks, Linda!

This is a weird one, I think, which could go in many different directions. The link above (website), has some really funny sounding words, but they are all real, and have meanings for normal bodily functions.

Anyway…here goes…

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Head, shoulders, knees, and toes…knees, and toes…

No?

The arm bone’s connected to the shoulder bone…

No?

Well, all this talk about connectedness in the body is kind of what we’re learning about in today’s SOCS prompt – bodily functions.

It seems you can’t have one without the other in order to be alive. Right?

The brain functions as the control center of everything and tells your normal bodily functions how to operate. So, if your brain doesn’t tell your muscles and skeleton bones to perform, then you’d not be doing anything. Your heart is a muscle, and keeps things going, but your lungs bring in air to breathe, which is important, too.

See how everything is connected?

Bodily functions have to be in concert with all the individual instruments working in harmony, or you’d cease to exist!

Well, all this stuff about bodily functions being connected, reminds me of the School House Rock song, and how body parts function in conjunction with each other.

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And, here’s how it’s all connected in this fun song…

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Thanks for visiting! Peace ☮️

© 2018 BS

Two Souls: Into the Fire # 36

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Two Souls: Into the Fire # 36

Warning…adult content

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TWO SOULS: INTO THE FIRE

warning…adult content

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Ghost made his way through the woods to the graveyard. It was several miles by the main road, but seemed to be a shorter distance going this back way. He didn’t know why he blew up at Steve, back at the house. It was just this whole business of coming back was complicated.

“Why can’t anything be easy?” he thought.

Then an unbidden voice came into his mind. “Death is easy,” it whispered.

And he knew it to be true…now. He pushed the morbid thought from his mind, as he reached the back of the graveyard. His grandmother’s grave was right near, in a secluded, tree shaded area. He stood for a moment, just trying to focus his thoughts. A sudden soft breeze filtered through the pine trees, making a whispering sound. He knew his grandmother was near, and waiting for him to tell her all his troubles, just like she used to do when he was a kid.

Sitting cross-legged on top of her grave, he traced his fingers over the headstone that told her name, and the days of her life, etched there, softly timeworn after so many years. But, Ghost knew she’d never really left him alone. Her spirit would always be with him, would always be his guardian angel, his spirit guide. He spoke to her as if she was there, right in front of him. He remembered the last time he’d been here. His soul in pain, his body torn and bleeding.

“I had to come back,” he started. “You knew it before I did, and now it feels like the time is right…but, is it…is it? I’m so confused. Everything seems so hard. I messed up so bad. I saw you…I knew you were there when I crossed over for a little while. You told me to come back, to make things right, it wasn’t time for me over there. But, I wanted to stay,” he sobbed, “I wanted to stay.”

Wiping his eyes, he began again. “I met someone else, and I thought he could make me forget about Steve. But, he was too greedy. He took everything he could from me, and then hurt me in the end. Now I’m back here, and I’ve forgiven Steve, and I love him…but, I’m still afraid, so afraid,” he knelt against the gravestone, letting his tears run down the cold granite and into the soft earth below.

“Ghost Child,” he heard her voice, a soft whisper in his mind. “You are right where you are supposed to be. I’ve seen all your pain. I’ve felt your turmoil. I can see you are troubled, but I know you must go through tough times, go through the fire, to test your love for Steve, to continue to evolve into the true soul spirit you were born to be. I can only guide you so far, Ghost Child. the rest is up to you. You and only you can decide which path you follow. 

I will never forsake you. You will always be here in my heart. Come and talk to me often. I will try to ease some of the confusion and pain you feel. Try not to be afraid of life, Ghost Child…embrace it, learn from the hard parts, and live joyously in the good parts. Your ability to empathize with all creation is only to help you. You can’t take on everyone’s pain and sorrow. It would ultimately destroy you.

You must go to your love, enjoy this lifetime with him, as you have in the past, and which you will in the future. Do not despair, do not let your depression take over and cloud your emotions. Give everything of yourself to this life, and do not regret anything.”

Ghost had fallen into an exhausted sleep. He heard his grandmother’s voice while awake, and continued to heed her advice, as he drifed off. He had no idea how long he’d been out there in the graveyard, but as he came slowly awake, it was getting on toward twilight. A few stars were beginning to shine in the idigo sky.

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He was tired, so tired still…of trying so hard, of not knowing what to do, of being afraid. He sighed. He did feel the beginnings of a new outlook on things. Maybe he could figure it out. He pulled on his old Army jacket, and as he did, he noticed his left wrist… and the tattoo he’d gotten there. He smiled to himself, as he remembered the day it had happened. It was up in the mountains. There was a guy who practiced the art of tattooing there, one of his kinfolk, he supposed. Being curious, he watched the man at his craft several times, then decided he wanted one. He’d always been scared to before, but he’d seen Steve’s silly one, and figured he’d get one to match. So, he gathered his courage and had the guy write the word ‘Steve’ on the inside of his left wrist in sky blue ink. It hurt like hell, but he managed to get through it. He looked at it now, and kissed it, as he said,

“Help me get through the rest of my life, Steve. I don’t think I can do it without you by my side.”

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He knew he needed to go back to his house, and hoped Steve had finished cleaning. Shaking the pine needles from his hair and clothes, he began the walk back. He tried to think of what to say to him, when he returned home. He didn’t know what mood Steve would be in, but figured he would take his cue and hope for the best. 

As he walked up behind the house, he noticed the porch light on out front, and could hear Steve playing a few chords on his guitar. Coming closer, he saw him there, sitting on the old swing and looking calm.

Hesitating a bit, Ghost walked over and sat in the swing.

“Hey,” Ghost said, softly.

Steve looked over, “Hey.”

Steve continued to strum his guitar, and as he did, he asked Ghost, “You okay?”

“Uh-huh,”

There were no more words needed. Ghost began humming along to the song, an old ballad he’d written long ago, and they just enjoyed being there together in the quiet, country night.

After awhile, Ghost, who’d been yawning and could hardly keep his eyes open, got up, saying he was going to bed. Steve looked up at him, and they knew each other’s thoughts at that moment.

 “Is it okay for me to go in there, now?”

Steve nodded. “Call out for me if you need to…I’ll be there.”

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Next part coming soon!

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Thanks for visiting! Peace ☮️

© 2018 BS

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This is a work of “fan fiction” based on the novel, “Lost Souls” by Poppy Z. Brite. All credit for the original characters, places, and some backstory mentions, belong to Ms. Brite and her publishing affiliates. Only newly introduced characters, places, and original elements of this story are entirely from my imagination. Character descriptions are a blend of the original book descriptions and my interpretation of them.

All songs included in this work will be solely owned by the original performers/writers and will be credited. Creative license is taken in including them in this story.

No harm is intended toward author, musicians, or people and situations to whom there may be a resemblance.

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The content herein is rated by me as being at the high end of MA (Mature Audience). It includes strong language, violence, sexual themes, including same sex pairingsreligious themes, and fantasy horror.

Donut – 10 Day Photo Challenge – Day 10

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Donut – 10 Day Photo Challenge – Day 10

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For the final day of the photo challenge, Cassia has given us the prompt word, ‘donut’. Thanks for a fun 10 days, Cassia! 🙂

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© 2018 BS

 

 

 

Fur Baby & Pet Questions

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Fur Baby & Pet Questions

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I’m sure by now you know I love answering questions, so when I saw that Willow had posed some about our pets, I was Yay!

Willow can be found blogging at, “Patience of Willow”, at the following link. Thanks for the fun questions!

Questions about the furbabies

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I first saw these questions and answers from Melanie, at, “Sparksfromacombustiblemind”. She’d got them from Willow.

Melanie can be found blogging at the following link.

https://sparksfromacombustiblemind.com/2018/08/04/fur-children-questions/#comments

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Do you have any pets? If so, what kind? Right now we have one cat, named Cricket. We also have a bunch of outdoor cats that come and go that we feed.

2. How long have you had your current pet(s)? We’ve had Cricket for 8 years (will be 9 years in October)

3. What’s the longest period of time you’ve lived with a pet? I’ve always had a pet of some kind or other. We recently lost one of our cats, Paolo, and he’d been with us for 21 years.

4. What type of animals do you generally gravitate towards when adopting pets? Cats and dogs.

5. What type of animal do you think is the easiest to care for as a pet? Cats

6. Do any of your pets have annoying habits that you can’t break them of? I don’t think Cricket has any annoying habit.

7. What, in your opinion, is the most difficult thing about being a pet owner? Saying see ya later (good-by) when they cross the Rainbow Bridge.

8. Do any of your animals have amusing traits that are particular to them? Cricket loves to be brushed every day. She’ll get in her favorite spot, and meow for me to hurry up, already.

9. Which type of pet do you think requires the most care? Dogs.

10. Was there a furbaby that you bonded with more closely than any other? I love them all equally. They all have their own personalities.

11. Do you spoil your pets? In what way? Just the usual, feeding, grooming, playing with, and talking to them.

12. How do your pets react to strangers in the yard? at the door? in the house? Cricket doesn’t care who’s in the yard, but if they come to the door or into the house, she will hiss at them, and then run and hide.

13. Do you tend to anthropomorphize your animals? If so, how far do you take it? For example: Do you dress them in clothing? Oh, I’m sure I do. And, a few years I made Halloween costumes for all our cats and dogs. They didn’t mind, at all, and I’d take their picture. That was it.

14. Have you ever had what are considered “unusual” or exotic pets? My daughter had a box turtle, named Herbie. He lived with us for many years, then when we moved, he either wandered out of the yard & got lost down by the lake, or he got stolen. I still think it was the latter.

15. How old were you when you (or your family) adopted your first pet? My family had a dog when I was a year old. Her name was Cindy, and I do remember her, and have pictures.

16. What’s the most trouble you can remember a pet getting into? Our basset hounds would find any food/or chocolate candy wrapped up under the Christmas tree, and tear the wrapping off and eat it. We finally put chicken wire (I decorated it with ribbon) around the tree, to keep the dogs out.

17. There is no question 17. (the cat ate it) Hee-Hee!

18. What does your relationship with your furbaby mean to you? I love all the animals we ever had. It would be weird not to have one to play with and talk to.

19. How do your pets react when you sing and/or dance? Cricket just looks at me and goes back to sleep. The dogs we used to have would jump around being happy.

20. Have you ever adopted a pet and found out you didn’t get along with them? What did you do? No.

21. Where do your pets sleep in relation to you? Do they have their own bed, or do you allow them to share yours? Our pets have always slept anywhere they wanted. They’ve had their own bedding, but usually slept with us in our bed, or on the couch.

22. How do you come up with names for your pets? I love naming pets, and come up with lots of them. There is their actual name, then a bunch of nicknames, funny names, and topic names such as ‘wild west names’, ‘wrestler names’, ‘royalty names’, etc. For our pedigreed Basset hound, we added a version of her mom & dad names to hers. She was registered as, ‘Maggie Odio Sissybeau Bonz’. (her mom’s name was Sissy, and her Dad’s was Beaureguard)

23. Putting aside money and sanitary issues — If you could fill your house and property with animals, what type would they be? Dogs, cats, birds, rabbits, some reptiles, and lots of farm animals. I wouldn’t want any wild or endangered ones at my house.

24. What was the most expensive pet you’ve ever adopted? We’ve had two Basset hounds, and they were both over $100. That is just the beginning of expenses of pet care, as there is food, shelter, vet visits, and whatever else comes up, for many years.

25. What, in your opinion, is the best thing about adopting animals into your home? Fun, laughter, companionship, and the best…love.

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If you would like to answer these interesting questions, feel free to do so! I’d love to read your answers!

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Thanks for visiting! Peace ☮️

© 2018 BS

Bouquet of Flowers – 10 Day Photo Challenge – Day 9

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Bouquet of Flowers – 10 Day Photo Challenge – Day 9

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For today’s photo, we are prompted to pick a bouquet of flowers. Thanks, Cassia!

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A little early for Halloween bouquets, but these are just so cute!

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Thanks for visiting! Peace ☮️

© 2018 BS