The Evil Doughnut

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“There is just something wrong with a sugary treat, something pure evil, and I am defeated” Gun Roswell

The Evil Doughnut

The tempting pink sugar coating, the glistening candy cover, there is no resisting, as long as this treat is existing, the lesser minds yielding in front of its strong power, bending to its will, just for getting the one thrill, the rush and the high, of this baked cookie pie, certainly, a reason to smile at least for the while the fix lasts, and when it has passed, the very low following suite, as this sugary high of a rush was over pretty quick, thankfully though, there is more to be made out of dough, only the waiting is the hardest part, but if you play it really smart, then stash away a few, somewhere no one else would dare to look and when the others are waiting for the oven to ding, your own heart has already started to sing, the song of the sugarplum fairy, while enjoying the few saved ones in your lair, as being out of the rush, is just too much to handle, and waiting for the next batch just ain’t enough and nothing like burning the candle on both ends, but yeah, that is the way the evil doughnut works for us jerks!

A pool, made to be dived into

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Greece

“There is a pool out there, mighty cool blue and fresh looking too, quite tempting to be dipping into” Gun Roswell 

A pool, made to be dived into

The calming blue hues of the silky feeling liquid, filling the very large size tub, or what some might call a swimming pool, something someone thought might be a good idea to do, which was to fill a place, totally waterproof, up to the hilt with stuff so cool, that the colour of it would ensue, even if something was to disturb the very surface while diving into the tempting blue liquid, and then to play around inside of it, like a kid whose just come home from school, and had seen all the infinite possibilities of this great big puddle of water, even if it meant to be acting like a fool, still a small price to pay, for this kind of soothing place, to be able to roll around and even race, against any other willing participants joining in this phase, even if it was on a daily base, perhaps only possible during a summer time, but when the option was presented, then taking full advantage of this great experience.

Street Smart

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“It is totally refurbished, to serve the modern day street user, despite the looks of it, and when riding this one, nobody will mess with you, because they are afraid of getting rust on their clothing!“ Gun Roswell

Street Smart

Not only does it look used and rusted, and the outlook of it is quite busted, but rest assure, that once you jump-start that engine, it will purr like many a small kitten as this is a totally refurbished model, street wise and all that jazz, having the creature comforts of the modern day user, someone who is a doer and not a loser, and it will carry you to whatever kind of meeting or event you had intended to walk to, only now you don’t have to as you can ride this fine small wheeled drive to whatever destination you had in mind, even take it to a shopping mall, as it will fit in any stall, then after all those tasks are completed and you feel a tad depleted, perhaps it is time to rewind and so, what better way to do that, than taking this ole vessel to the sandy shores and ride around with the windows down, which they all ready are so no hassle to be found, and enjoy the ride to the sunset and the nature open wide.

At the end of the pier there is a lighthouse

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Evia, Greece

“There is always a guiding light somewhere around, if you just keep on and look for it“ Gun Roswell

At the end of the pier there is a lighthouse

The light shining ever so brightly, from the tall lighthouse, at the end of the long pier, but do not take it lightly, as this is ever so serious business, as this light, will help all those at sea, trying hard in the darkness to steer, to their familiar home port and to safety, as the mighty waves are getting kind of rough and then there is other stuff to consider too, like those nasty rocks and perhaps all the good ol’ sea monsters lurking around, the light shining brightly now, for those, who cannot find, their common ground. 

But it is not simply a light for the sea dwellers, rather those on land, close to the sandy shores, who are doing their daily chores, but the day so long, as night begins to fall, and the darkness descending all over the land and there is really no way of seeing, even where one stands, so, this lights from the house at the end of a long pier, will help everyone who needs something important to be seeing and so, the blessed light, will turn the tide for each and everyone.

Green leaves in monochrome 

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“The green is a colour of monochrome, so why not make it in grey” Gun Roswell 

Green leaves in monochrome 

The lush of all the gorgeous greens, in various shades of the colours can be seen, but when the season hits, when the green colour is the very hit, the world will look and feel, pretty monochromatic at best, the colours albeit restful, can be seen as one single syllable dull, monochromatic in nature, literally, and they will take over the world, just like the snow fell upon and everywhere during winter season, summer will be the lush green grey without too much of a reason. And so, turning the one single colour of green, to something more closely seen, as the symbol of the monochrome theme, albeit equally as vivid and lush, even if only mentioned in hushed tones, as the one and full grey, never really could slay, the palette of the liking of everyday, and therefore not a popular choice as the voice of those in the grey’s corner, are usually more quieter than the rest. So, even if you love the lushness of all the greens, perhaps having a more open minded approach, a variation to the theme and try to let the grey shades in?

My dearest, darling Coffee

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“There is nothing better than a cup of coffee, well, basically, whenever you want!“ Gun Roswell

My dearest, darling Coffee

What can I tell you, that I have not already said, that you are great with everything, maybe even when I am lying in bed, even if spilling some of you all over, that I would not mind one bit. Because you are the one thing on my mind, even, when I sleep, as to when I am able to once again have that smooth and calming drink, of the most perfect substance ever created, Coffee. But as soon as I am up, the first thing I will ever do, is get that smooth taste of you, into my mouth, and then only, can the day begin. Continued only, by the support of the precious thing, which always makes my heart sing, even if I had just consumed some, I am always ready for the next one. A great cup of coffee, with or without blending, something cool like caramel or sugar or whatever concoction someone might bring in, to the coffee room. As yes, there is a dedicated space, for you my dear, and if it was up to me, I would build a full house for you! Wait a minute! There is a house built in your honour, several as a matter of fact so, there is that and I am going in there soon enough, to give my praise to you, my dearest and most darling, Coffee!

Aliens ate my tarts

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aliens ate my tarts

“Baking some nice pastries, for the sweet tooth on a Saturday noon, then finding out, how those turned out in the oven, is a whole other matter“ Gun Roswell

Aliens ate my tarts

When the hunger for something sweet beckons, and to the freezer beckons, searching for some ingredients to whip up something real quick, before getting totally sick and delirious when the craving gets too much and such so then, finally finding some old and thankfully not yet mouldy supplies, putting them to getter for a few sweet pies. Shoving the lot into the oven and hoping the heck something of them coming out, a tasty treat for me to snack on, and in no time at all, the ding of the clock, indicating it is done, and so, it’s only a matter of moments before the treats are good and ready to eat.

Turning my back for mere moments, just enough time to make some coffee to go along with it and then ready with the dark liquid to pick up those sweet treats and what do I find? All of them gone, gone, gone! Nothing left except the face like a calling card of sorts. And when I looked at it I could clearly see, as to whom was the thief of my supposed tasty treats – Those darned aliens! They damned well ate all my sweet tarts!

Hurry to catch the train

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“The early morning hours, seemed so endless, alas, time usually runs out and then, it’s running in a hurry outside and into the cold of winter to catch the transport to work, what a jerk, time can be!“ Gun Roswell

Hurry to catch the train

The early morning hours of a cold and snowy winter day, may leave you in dismay, as the time allotted for all the tasks, was suddenly long since passed, and finding yourself in a pickle of a hurry, to get yourself ready, to leave for the workplace to get the income so steady (or at least in your dreams that was the case) anyway, you soon find out that you need to hurry the hell up and half eaten breakfast soon discarded on the table remains when hurrying out the door is the play. Alas landing on the car frozen in space, not budging one inch even if so many promises were made. So tfw next best option is to get your semi frozen ass to the railway station and hope the hell those tracks ain’t frozen too, as there is really no option to sue a case of force major as it were, if the elements of nature have decided to hate you and stand against you getting on your way to work. So fingers crossed this same thing is happening to your boss too, as from this point on there really is nothing else but the option of totally failed in getting going to the designated place of business for all parties involved.

Monochrome on Monday

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“So, we meet again! My dearest, not! Monday! Why can’t you be gone already?” Gun Roswell

Monochrome on Monday

Monochromatic
It’s really electric
Even with only a few colours
You can smell the odours
Of the world of greys
Where all the light
And even shadows stay

Monochromatic
Is the world often seen
But even the plain shades
From white to all the greys
The nuances are there
You just need to stare
And up they pop, in your face

Monochromatic
I am getting quite ecstatic
The dance of light
And the bass of shadow
Never me fail
Just letting it all go
The bright colours
Do not bother me anymore

The skyline surreal 

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“Taking a trip to a place, way, way off the grid, a pretty city in the surreal timeline, well, of sorts” Gun Roswell 

The skyline surreal 

The distorted vision greeting me, as I step through the gate to great unknown, the city in the distant horizon once looming, now revealed to me in its full bloom, a place out of time and space, which never quite the same stays, is now right in front of me, for me to a tour of it to do.

It was not an accident that made me wander to this place, but more of an act deliberate I popped in to all these views, as you see, I once dreamed of this magnificent skyline of sorts, and knowingly the entrance then for quite the while sought, and finding it me to this city now brought.

It might be just a simple dream I am still in, a vision quest of sorts, having me visiting a vista a totally adore, and being truthful I may just be cozily in my own bed with a snore, but nevertheless, this image I am now in was totally worth whatever the cost and so, I keep on going deeper and further inside of it all, taking it all in, no matter if I am a wake or simply in a state of dreaming.