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Look how beautiful....The Gala Ring

There's something thrilling about the classic combination of shimmering sterling silver and diamond-like cubic zirconia. Just take one look at the Gala Ring and you'll agree.

The Gala Ring's stunning emerald-cut cz center stone is set in an elegant sterling silver band and enhanced by 2 half-moon cz and 54 additional cz accents.

My boyfriend is getting me this for my 54th birthday gift. It is so beautiful.

SAD

February is the "Most Depressing" time of the year ~ so therefore I will use the name "Black Heart"............until my depression lifts. Thanks for understanding. ~ Gala

cloud
winged seeds
geyser steam

ocean above sky
her violin fingers
she stands on the edge of space

radiation in the stormclouds

a nightjar in a tree screams
she is draining down
she will float

there is emptiness
the ghastly centre of her
seasonal gray ragged tint

coagulation
seasonal gray ragged tint
the ghastly centre of her

and now the universe has begun
flat piled gigantic mountains
she stands on the edge of space
snake scales lapping snake scales
coagulation
thin, long, drawn fleece
geyser steam
snowing
swift

I have Betty Davis Eyes..........

Her hair is hollow gold
Her lips sweet surprise
Her hands are never cold
She's got Bette Davis eyes

She'll turn the music on you
You won't have to think twice
She's pure as New York snow
She's got Bette Davis eyes

And she'll tease you
She'll unease you
All the better just to please you
She's precocious and she knows just what it takes to make a pro blush
She's got Greta Garbo stand-off sighs
She's got Bette Davis eyes

She'll let you take her home (it whets her appetite)
She'll lay you on the throne
She's got Bette Davis eyes

She'll take a tumble on you
Roll you like you were dice until you come up blue
She's got Bette Davis eyes

She'll expose you when she snows you off your feet with the crumbs she throws you
She's ferocious and she knows just what it takes to make a pro blush
All the boys think she's a spy
She's got Bette Davis eyes

And she'll tease you
She'll unease you
All the better just to please you
She's precocious and she knows just what it takes to make a pro blush
All the boys think she's a spy
She's got Bette Davis eyes

She'll tease you
She'll unease you
Just to please you
She's got Bette Davis eyes

She'll expose you
When she snows you
She knows you
She's got Bette Davis eyes

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Who was GREEN???

Being Green

Checking out at the store, the young cashier suggested to the older woman, that she should bring her own grocery bags because plastic bags weren't ...good for the environment.
The woman apologized and explained, "We didn't have this green thing back in my earlier days."
The young clerk responded, "That's our problem today. Your generation did not care enough to save our environment f or future generations."
She was right -- our generation didn't have the green thing in its day.
Back then, we returned milk bottles, soda bottles and beer bottles to the store. The store sent them back to the plant to be washed and sterilized and refilled, so it could use the same bottles over and over. So they really were truely recycled.
But we didn't have the green thing back in our day.
Grocery stores bagged our groceries in brown paper bags, that we reused for numerous things, most memorable besides household garbage bags, was the use of brown paper bags as book covers for our schoolbooks. This was to ensure that public property, (the books provided for our use by the school) was not defaced by our scribblings. Then we were able to personalize our books on the brown paper bags.
But too bad we didn't do the green thing back then.
We walked up stairs, because we didn't have an escalator in every store and office building. We walked to the grocery store and didn't climb into a 300-horsepower machine every time we had to go two blocks.
But she was right. We didn't have the green thing in our day.
Back then, we washed the baby's diapers because we didn't have the throwaway kind. We dried clothes on a line, not in an energy-gobbling machine burning up 220 volts -- wind and solar power really did dry our clothes back in our early days. Kids got hand-me-down clothes from their brothers or sisters, not always brand-new clothing.
But that young lady is right; we didn't have the green thing back in our day.
Back then, we had one TV, or radio, in the house -- not a TV in every room. And the TV had a small screen the size of a handkerchief (remember them?), not a screen the size of the state of Montana. In the kitchen, we blended and stirred by hand because we didn't have electric machines to do everything for us. When we packaged a fragile item to send in the mail, we used wadded up old newspapers to cushion it, not Styrofoam or plastic bubble wrap. Back then, we didn't fire up an engine and burn gasoline just to cut the lawn. We used a push mower that ran on human power. We exercised by working so we didn't need to go to a health club to run on treadmills that operate on electricity.
But she's right; we didn't have the green thing back then.
We drank from a fountain when we were thirsty instead of using a cup or a plastic bottle every time we had a drink of water. We refilled writing pens with ink instead of buying a new pen, and we replaced the razor blades in a razor instead of throwing away the whole razor just because the blade got dull.
But we didn't have the green thing back then.
Back then, people took the streetcar or a bus and kids rode their bikes to school or walked instead of turning their moms into a 24-hour taxi service. We had one electrical outlet in a room, not an entire bank of sockets to power a dozen appliances. And we didn't need a computerized gadget to receive a signal beamed from satellites 23,000 miles out in space in order to find the nearest burger joint.
But isn't it sad the current generation laments how wasteful we old folks were just because we didn't have the green thing back then?
Please forward this on to another selfish old person who needs a lesson in conservation from a smartass young person.

Deviant thinker......Black Hearted one



All the prophets and the gods came prepared for theirs
So we dine on divine of the mind impaired
Preaching werewolf prayers on a nightly flight
It's taken all we ate in the pale moonlight
Feel the urge of the power surge connect us all
Bringing kingdoms under siege with the words that i control
Got an arsenal, ganja blunts and such
Only love can set me free from this patriotic quest
Speaking testaments in our secret dialogue
While the drones begin to feast on the feces of the hog
Walk in the wilderness of the mind
Soul decides to die and leave infinity behind


black´-heart`ed
a. 1. Having a wicked, malignant disposition; morally bad.

my vintage valentine view

This is my Valentines Wish for all who read me...........

"Why am I?", gave birth to humanity and it will be "the last why"; thus life.

Black Heart
© Shae
The pain, it hurts it rips and tears
Unstoppable, but I don’t care
All the lies about me, all the tears that have come
They're all from you and that thing you’ve become
Don’t you remember when we were young and small?
All the secrets we shared, do you remember at all?
Now my hatred for you is growing strong
Every insult you throw, is it really so wrong?
That your face makes me shake
How much more can I take.....?
Now, do you see what you've done?
This happened to ME, congratulations you’ve won
Now are you glad that you killed me inside?
Because now I wish I had really died
Of course you don’t, you’ll never know
All the pain and suffering I’ll never show
My heart isn’t mending
Because of all you’re bending
It’s form slithering back
Only now it’s black……


Source: Black Heart, Bullying Poem http://www.bestteenpoems.com/poem/black-heart#ixzz1jHDXzkA4

Black Heart BREAK

Black Heart, Break



Your cold stare
Is my heart's bait
it's the kiss of death
it's the whisper of hate

It's so appealing
It lures in my heart
Even though I know
It'll tear it apart

I know it's no good
For me or my love life
But I want you to want me
Until your heart is mine

I want what you have
And I plan to succeed
In making your cold heart
Break just for me

I want your black heart bleeding
And breaking for my own
And when you are not with me
I want you to feel alone

I want you to scream my name
In your sleep and in the dark
I want you to only lust
After the love from MY heart

I want you black heart to break
When you see me walk away
I need you to be consumed with desire
And NEED me to stay

I want you desire for me
To break your cold, hard shell
And when my black heart starts to break
I want yours to break as well