Forwarded from Lord Of The Pepe (Lord Of The Pepe)
Weekend Notables.
Between the military Comms, DJT Comms, Scavino Comms, so far this weekend has felt like an unseen battle was fought.
Thank You Bakers🫡
https://8kun.top/qresearch/res/21516479.html
Between the military Comms, DJT Comms, Scavino Comms, so far this weekend has felt like an unseen battle was fought.
Thank You Bakers
https://8kun.top/qresearch/res/21516479.html
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Forwarded from Nancy Drewe 🦢 (Nancy Drewe)
The Holy Thorn on Wearyall Hill with the Tor in the background.
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Forwarded from 🔥Embers from Ash🌻 (Ash)
All I know is that I know very little and what I have learned is that nothing stays the same.
So while the world is constantly set to re- cycle
And eats itself up day after day
I listen to the wind whisper tales of Grandfather
And cry with Mother when it rains
I walk with my Cousins under the shade of their branches
And let sunshine seep through my skin
Tomorrow's an avalanche in the wait
Yesterday's a hurricane that nearly destroyed
Today is an oasis
A pause in time
And while today most surely holds pain, I've learned that the most beautiful trees still need rain and that everyone feels storms and disarray.
But we do not grow the same.
Some branches turn down and some keep on climbing - some splinter off and others start dying.
I want to be with the ones who rise above. Who see through the tangle of branches and leaves--
And straddle chaos like it's our own sacred breeze.
~Ashley L. Zanella
So while the world is constantly set to re- cycle
And eats itself up day after day
I listen to the wind whisper tales of Grandfather
And cry with Mother when it rains
I walk with my Cousins under the shade of their branches
And let sunshine seep through my skin
Tomorrow's an avalanche in the wait
Yesterday's a hurricane that nearly destroyed
Today is an oasis
A pause in time
And while today most surely holds pain, I've learned that the most beautiful trees still need rain and that everyone feels storms and disarray.
But we do not grow the same.
Some branches turn down and some keep on climbing - some splinter off and others start dying.
I want to be with the ones who rise above. Who see through the tangle of branches and leaves--
And straddle chaos like it's our own sacred breeze.
~Ashley L. Zanella
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