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KA-CHING! (My not-so-secret-scrapbook)
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WHEN in the course of human Events, it becomes necessary….
If you happen to have commodious amounts of spare time you could browse KA-CHING! 32,341+ IMAGES from 2007 until today…
[Pro-Tip:Look for the light grey word ARCHIVE to the right of the logo.]
I hit it up every coupla days. Yeah that owl ani-gif was jammin. I likes me some owls. I’ll tellya about it sometime.
PatvannApril 27, 2020, 7:23 PM
Even my son and I are in there!
Auntie AnalogueApril 28, 2020, 3:11 PM
Last night I’d intended to get early to bed. Then, for my last look on the intertubes, I clicked up your KA-CHING! thing and addiction was instantaneous. Frikkin’ visual crack you’ve got there!
After scanning its face again and again,
I began to scale it, picking my holds
With intense caution. About half-way
To the top, I was suddenly brought to
A dead stop, with arms outspread
Clinging close to the face of the rock
Unable to move hand or foot
Either up or down. My doom
Appeared fixed. I MUST fall.
There would be a moment of
Bewilderment, and then,
A lifeless rumble down the cliff
To the glacier below.
My mind seemed to fill with a
Stifling smoke. This terrible eclipse
Lasted only a moment, when life blazed
Forth again with preternatural clearness.
I seemed suddenly to become possessed
Of a new sense. My trembling muscles
Became firm again, every rift and flaw in
The rock was seen as through a microscope,
My limbs moved with a positiveness and precision
With which I seemed to have
Nothing at all to do.
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Who Am I? by Carl Sandburg
My head knocks against the stars.
My feet are on the hilltops.
My finger-tips are in the valleys and shores of universal life.
Down in the sounding foam of primal things I reach my hands and play with pebbles of destiny.
I have been to hell and back many times.
I know all about heaven, for I have talked with God.
I dabble in the blood and guts of the terrible.
I know the passionate seizure of beauty
And the marvelous rebellion of man at all signs reading “Keep Off.”
My name is Truth and I am the most elusive captive in the universe.
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I hit it up every coupla days. Yeah that owl ani-gif was jammin. I likes me some owls. I’ll tellya about it sometime.
Even my son and I are in there!
Last night I’d intended to get early to bed. Then, for my last look on the intertubes, I clicked up your KA-CHING! thing and addiction was instantaneous. Frikkin’ visual crack you’ve got there!