Throwback Thursday: 2015-07-30

“Throwback Thursday: OMG: Throwback Thursday, I needa find a photo of myself from like hella long ago and post it on Facebook”

Throwback Thursday 2015-07-30

Today is time for a walk down memory lane again and dig into the archives from the beginning of Rantings Of A Third Kind. Here are a few of them:

Coffee, Coffee, Coffee, and some more Coffee…

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From favourite TV character idolizing to borderline obsession

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Ode to My Little Car

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It’s A Human… No, It’s A Drag Race!

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Let the Rantings continue!!!

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Sunrays

Photography and Poetry

“The sun is new each day” Heraclitus

Sunrays

Trying to catch a glimpse
Of the last sun sparkles
Before they shrink
Into complete darkness

 

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Red, Photography and Poetry

Photography and Poetry

“Red is the ultimate cure for sadness” Bill Blass

Red

Seeing red?
Hoping for something else instead?
What can I say
I like to play
Red is red is red
Maybe you should have stayed in bed
So like it or not
Here are the shots

 

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Sepia, Photography and Poetry

Photography and Poetry:  The Clinic /Photo Rehab

“Without poetry, stories would be told in sepia” Ellen Hopkins

Sepia

The faded colour
A reminder of the past
Many nuances to discover
Monochrome to last

Once a colourful picture
A photographer’s signature
Now, maybe a work of art
Or close to someones heart

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Coffee.

“Coffee, because I can count the number of slept hours on one hand”

Coffee.

Coffee.
Why?
Because I barely slept last night.

Coffee.
Why?
Simply to get through this day.

Coffee.
Why?
Because I need some inspiration for my working day, every day.

Coffee.
Why?
Because I need the will power to exercise today and every other day.

Coffee.
Why?
It is the best creation humanity has ever devised.

Coffee.
Why?
I may not always agree with the taste of it. Then again, there is no such thing as bad coffee!

Coffee.
Why?
Because I had to write this damned tale about it!

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Black hole Sun

Poetry and Photography

“The sun is gone, but I have a light” Kurt Cobain

Black hole Sun

Not the expected bright
Only as black as night
Supposed to be daylight
No use to put up a fight
Maybe later there is a slight
Chance of sunlight

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Flower Power

Poetry and Photography

“The earth laughs in flowers” Ralph Waldo Emerson

Flower Power

My eyes fixated
Almost sated
Admiring the colours
And the odors
Of those precious things
Making my heart sing
Glad I saw you today
You really saved my day
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Replaced by Metal

“Life is short, fragile and does not wait for anyone. There will NEVER be a perfect time to pursue your dreams and goals”

Replaced by Metal

Today I saw it
The huge chunk of metal
Replacing my joint
I almost shifted gear
Just out of fear
Making my stomach churn
Pushing the pedal to the metal
And making u-turn
While running away
But wait, please stay
Easy as pie it would be
So at least they told me
While they operate
You get to lie in bed
Take a short nap
No mishap
While the pros
Do their chores
Unconscious, unaware
So, there really is no scare!

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Related posts: Fixing it & Invincible

Peekaboo, I see You

Poetry and Photography

“A day without sunshine is like, you know, night” Steve Martin

Peekaboo, I see You

Hey you, yellow dot
Up in the sky
Why are you trying to hide
Come on, shine through
And give us some hot
Give us the groove
I know you got
Plenty to share
So just dare
And let some warmth
Into our hearts
Before the storms
Show up for their parts

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The Treasure Hunters, Part One

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“Not all treasure‘s silver and gold, mate”
Jack Sparrow, Pirates Of The Caribbean: The Curse Of The Black Pearl

The Treasure Hunters

It was just another day at the office. The lost and found box weekly walk through task had fallen on my desk this week. Procrastinating on starting the tedious job, I decided to get a refill for my coffee and take the box to an empty meeting room and sort out the lot there on the conference table.

I was starting with the task at hand, pulling each item and sorting them to their respective piles on the table. An odd glove, an empty wallet, a photo frame with a photo of a Disneyland visit, a few coins, when a crumpled piece of paper caught my eye.

I picked it up, curious, because the paper was yellow and thick, nothing like the printer papers we used for the…

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