My Bottom

As dusty brown covered my bottom,

white crystals scattered over me.

Thick smooth and flowing we stirred,

adding more thickness the while.
Love began to appear,

as the foam frothed at the opening.

It was heated to reach the climax,

but then all was not complete yet.
Squares of crunch and delis dropped in,

heating and changing my colors.

As time I became ready,but 

before the swallow we had to join.

What am I ?

Racial Emotional Editing on the Internet

It is easy to feel disconnected from human beings to whom we are neither related by blood nor fate and with whom we share few cultural connections;people whose range of emotional expression and personalities may feel very different from our own or from anyone we know.

 And so bear this in mind;however many kinds of snow there are,and however many words for them, they all, in the end,melt down to water.

David Attenborough makes emotional plea in Planet Earth II finale

It seems we humans are still in our infancy as we struggle with the nature of our living planet and it’s diversity.

But will we learn to control our population explosion, before we eat all living things faster than they can reproduce.

In order to obtain sustainability, our governments must act quickly,with larger, more bio-protected reserves,which must have a heavily monitored work force to enforce poaching.

Individual Mind Space

  Are we looking for something that doesn’t exist

Your views are important,we want to hear your take as well.

Author:Gary Wellings
Twitter @sunburst2014

Worry often gives a small thing a big shadow.

“The journey is what brings us happiness not the destination.”
― It’s another beautiful day on the Bay Of Quinte – Z