Days Gone By

My two pets, Yoshi a Quaker/ Monk parakeet/parrot, and a green iguana whose name I'm changing from Chiquita to Draco, or Godzilla. For God's sake, he's a male.

Days Gone By is now A Thousand Wor(l)ds

however there is an error in the database, will be fixed in prolly a month. :P I know.

Temporary Dir

Will fill it in after I edit these 5,000+ pics. Go me. Most of them will prolly end up deleted.

G'day.

One day a young man was standing in the middle of the town proclaiming that he had the most beautiful heart in the whole valley. A large crowd gathered and they all admired his heart for it was perfect. There was not a mark or a flaw in it.

Yes, they all agreed it truly was the most beautiful heart they had ever seen. The young man was very proud and boasted more loudly about his beautiful heart. Suddenly, an old man appeared at the front of the crowd and said,
"Why your heart is not nearly as beautiful as mine." The crowd and the young man looked at the old man's heart. It was beating strongly, but full of scars, it had places where pieces had been removed and other pieces put in, but they didn't fit quite right and there were several jagged edges. In fact, in some places there were deep gouges where whole pieces were missing.
The people stared -- how can he say his heart is more beautiful, they thought? The young man looked at the old man's heart and saw its state and laughed. "You must be joking," he said. "Compare your heart with mine, mine is perfect and yours is a mess of scars and tears."

"Yes," said the old man, "yours is perfect looking but I would never trade with you. You see, every scar represents a person to whom I have given my love - I tear out a piece of my heart and give it to them, and often they give me a piece of their heart which fits into the empty place in my heart, but because the pieces aren't exact, I have some rough edges, which I cherish, because they remind me of the love we shared. Sometimes I have given pieces of my heart away, and the other person hasn't returned a piece of his heart to me. These are the empty gouges -- giving love is taking a chance. Although these gouges are painful, they stay open, reminding me of the love I have for these people too, and I hope someday they may return and fill the space I have waiting. So now do you see what true beauty is?"
The young man stood silently with tears running down his cheeks. He walked up to the old man, reached into his perfect young and beautiful heart, and ripped a piece out. He offered it to the old man with trembling hands. The old man took his offering, placed it in his heart and then took a piece from his old scarred heart and placed it in the wound in the young man's heart. It fit, but not perfectly, as there were some jagged edges. The young man looked at his heart, not perfect anymore but more beautiful than ever, since love from the old man's heart flowed into his. They embraced and walked away side by side.

Author Unknown

this touched my heart

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*If you love someone, put their name in a circle instead of a heart. Hearts can break, but circles go on forever*

This is done by a professional.

wow. that's actually pretty good.

henna orchid

a song called youth,

a song called misery, a song called despair, a song called humanity, a song called issues so obvious that you are actually wondering at the huge amount of surprise people seems to be showing.

and this is not fire but it might.
writing about george orwell's 1984 william burroughs said that a foot shoved upon one's face should be considered a plan for total annihilation rather than the mere exercising of social control.

and it's 2005, things are getting worst at the speed of flickering light and there's possibly no worst to get to for things have never been right. and it's paris today and your city tomorrow and mine on the day after, up until the flames will be too high to try and cover them up.

en.wikipedia.org/wiki/2005_Paris_suburb_riots

en.wikipedia.org/wiki/State_of_emergency

en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Civil_liberties

Uploaded by Tsunami Notes on 10 Nov '05, 5.58am PST.

Took those pics outside of CostCo..





I need a name. Any suggestions?

Jote eating at Bhai's house. Yes, I was bored.
Someome has Marvin the Matian on their garage. XD Can't see what it says, tho. =p







Pics of a flowerbed that didn't turn out the way I had hoped; taken at my campus when I had just spent a bout a half hour on the phone venting at my cousin. ^__^
Lol! "Disorder" is playing orchestra!

So, recover operations for my broken phone. Images I got off there after about two weeks. They are lower quality, obviously, and change size accoring to the three zoom settings of normal, 2x, and 4x. Not neccessarily in order, either; but very valuable to me.

Loves to eat nectar from your hand and poop on your head... or shoulder... or arm