I just want to be the person

my cats think that I am.

 

 

Meowy 2015.



 

The mind of the superior man

is conversant with righteousness.

The mind of the mean man

is conversant with gain.

 

Confucius

 

 

We never know the worth of water

'til the well is dry.

 

English Proverb

 



Write it on your heart

that every day

is the best day

in the year.

 

Ralph Waldo Emerson

 



 

Warm wishes of health and bravery

to all animal lovers.

We must hunt the hunters!

 

=^..^=

I may have posted this before,

but I am sick and tired

of "you"all.

I found this precious pic

on Twitter,

my source of beauty and values

since I started.

I understand and support

direct action.

This is not a Holly Day any longer,

it is an i-day, 

or an x-day,

or a 5-star banquet day.

If someone kind was ever born,

a hero for the people,

we seem to have forgotten.

This is the beauty of old objects,

the charm of past days,

what remains when the glory is gone.

In Figueres, of course.

Taste is secondary,

life is first.

=^..^=

Any birth is an injury in the universe,

any beginning is a form of pain.

http://lovemeow.com/

 

 

 

Sweetness is this cattitude.

If I say that I am fed up

and ultimately annoyed with all this mud,

you will say that you are sorry,

but nothing will change,

because your love for me is an accident,

not a personal choice

for life.

If I say I am fed up

and decisively determined,

our days will be counting off.

They are.

 

 

Now, harvest the treasures of your sowing

and shut up.

 

 

Time to move ahead.

 

=^..^=

 

The best things in life

are what we could have been.

 

The only evasion is Reading.

The rest is a prison.

I shouldn't have let you

come into my life.

 

 

Every time we said

I love you shells,

we really said

I love you corpses.



 

Confess!

It has also happened to you.

 

It is time to plot

something.

Another big day is coming.

 

=^..^=

 

Have I said before Autumn is gone?

In some hearts Autumn is always in Bloom...

Dalí's bread

Museu Dalí,

Figueres,

Girona

Antonio Machado passed away

in Collioure, France,

on November 22nd 1939,

his mother followed him

three days later.

They had to escape

after the fascists broke Spain

into pieces.

This is my celebration today,

Merry Winter!

People celebrating the birthday of a baby

and we have found this in Port Lligat,

above,

and in Figueres,

below.

It might be because 

people devote this time

to greasy food and spirits.

Only.

Life prevails,

Port Lligat, Cadaqués, Girona

Dali's house 

in Port Lligat,

Cadaqués, Girona