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politics

Patriotism

Let me ask you this: Are you a loyal U.S. citizen? What makes you loyal?

What are you loyal to.. The people? The land? The country? The flag? Our soldiers? The Office of the President? The president? Donald Trump?

How would you feel if someone you knew betrayed our soldiers? Like.. put a bounty on their heads? Paid to murder our fellow Americans.

Recent intelligence has revealed that this has been happening, for at least the last few months and possibly longer.

What would be your reaction to fix this problem?

Maybe ask them to stop?

Maybe use diplomatic channels and affect change?

Maybe implement economic sanctions against the offenders?

Maybe threaten (not bluff) the use of force against the ones responsible?

Donald Trump seems to have done NONE of these suggestions, nor anything else about our soldiers being murdered.

I would have done something.

But what do I know? I’m just an old blogger.

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Trump’s Speech – Best Practices

Trump’s speeches are best taken with a large bag of salt..

Protiguous, 2020

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Strength and weakness

Your greatest weakness is also your greatest strength.. You.

Protiguous, 2020
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Opinions.

You have the right to an opinion.
You’re wrong, but you do have the right.

Protiguous, 2020

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Anything

A Strange Thing?

Is it a strange thing? That I still love everyone I’ve ever loved?

I’ve been hurt, dropped, cheated on, angered to the point of hate, and disappointed too many times to count. But I still love you all.

I ain’t perfect either.

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Free Thinking

You might say, I’m a conservative living with a liberal mind..

Protiguous, 2020
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Quotes

Rainbow DNA

DNA is like a rainbow of heritage…

@harrygato, 2020

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Quotes

Still I’ll Rise

You may write me down in history
With your bitter, twisted lies,
You may tread me in the very dirt
But still, like dust, I’ll riseā€¦

Just like moons and like suns,
With the certainty of tides,
Just like hopes springing high,
Still I’ll rise.

Maya Angelou
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blonde blue eyes life lost love marriage

Bleeding, but Still Healing Heart

Ten years ago I fell in love with the most wonderful woman I’ve ever had the pleasure of meeting.

She is beautiful, smart, intelligent, pretty, cute, full of goodness, and oh so kind.

She smelled good too. Pretty smile.. perfect teeth. Perfect eyes.. So blue.
So so blue.

Her eyes.. I have never seen such beautiful blue eyes.
I fear I never will see them again.

I fell in love with her the first time we met. I had to force myself not to stare.. she was so beautiful. Perfectly sexy body, but not stuck up on herself. (Cute butt too!)

Then we had a chance to talk together. Love her voice. I still hear her voice some days..

We had a wonderful time together. We shared our stories. Talked about anything. Our pasts. Our children. Our commitments.

Everything was perfect when I was with her.

Everything.

We kissed. We talked. We hugged.

The time with her felt endless and too short at the same time.

We talked about our duties. Decided that we would each give our individual pasts another try. Take that hard high road as it were. Live up to our promises.

So we kissed one last time. Hugged each other one last time. Perfect hug too.. Our bodies fit together perfectly. I’ve never had a more perfect moment since. I didn’t want it to end.

Said our goodbyes then we parted ways and have not seen each other since.

For years I thought about her literally every day. Dreamed about her many times.

In the dreams she always had a look on her perfect face that said keep me, but let me go. “I have to go..”, she’d say.

Some nights I wake up crying. Some days I fall asleep crying. I miss her so much.

I scan everyone when I’m out and about, looking for her face. That smile. Those eyes.

People might think I’m strange that I’ll look them in the eye and smile. The twist is I’m thinking about her. And them too, the strangers.. wishing they were her.

I miss you. I love you. Always.

Your love is my drug, blue eyes.

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Existential Recrisis

You exist.
You breathe.

You live.
You grow.

You think.
You love.

You age.
You die.

You exist.