Antimachus of Teos

Those who cannot paint, Must in turn copy and paste, But be that just as it may, Today I hold no complaint, The end result is to my taste, And the world sees it today, I wish I had the skill to paint, But I merely copy and paste, So behold what came this way, I would say it is quite quaint, Even if it was done with haste, But best I leave my bragging at bay, Polyphemus knew of no restraint, Thus he was blinded and disgraced, He thought flesh of men was his prey, But now his folly is what people paint, For there are things men ought not taste, Because Odysseus is always on his way.

No matter who you are, No matter what you have done, Even if some deeds scar, Even if you spend it on the run, There is happiness bizarre, Advice of a father given to a son, You might fall short or get far, But on a bench watching setting sun, Friends are like pennies in a jar, And eventually everyone will find one.

Fall to ruin doesn't happen overnight, it is a death by thousand cuts.

Just a bunch of ducks that I saw.

Just a thing I need to say about restraining someone on the ground based on so called 'lived' experience. Not an expert still.

I cannot help but to ask and wonder, does American still have a president? Has someone checked that insignificant Joe still has a pulse?

Saw a tweet, decided to answer... by shouting at the wind, since I do not use Twatter.

Now, speaking of Dumbo, with its big ears, it is clearly an African Elephant. The other elephants have much smaller ears, which makes them Indian Elephants. Thus if we wish to twist everything into an allegory about 'racismus' -- then the movie clearly depicts Indian 'racismus' towards Africans. This a terrible problem for the clergy of 'racismus' -- as their faith claims that Elephants of colour cannot be shown to perpetrate 'racismus' for their divine role upon this green earth is to only suffer from it. And make no mistake, the animation of Dumbo is most certainly done in colour.

We are super straight, We were born with this fate. We are here, and super straight, We will not listen to your blind hate. We are here, stand proud, and super straight, We want opposing chromosomes in order to mate!

I figured out how the ancient African shamans called lightning from the sky.

Just reading the following: We shall go to the end, We shall prosper in Florida, We shall swim in seas and oceans, With growing confidence we shall breath fresh air, We shall live free on this peninsula, Whatever the cost may be, We shall walk upon the beaches, We shall feed alligators of swampy grounds, We shall sing and dance under the lights of our streets, We shall not distance when we meet on hills; We shall never surrender, And even if, Which I do not for a moment believe, The tyranny of federal state sees us subjugated and starving, Because of a disease that came over seas, A disease we can already treat, We endure this struggle, Until, In God's good time, The New World, Recalls its power and might, Steps forth to remember the liberations of old, And in one voice; inform this Joe that he should just fuck off.