Goodnight Axel ye Ice eyed Beastly knave

Goodnight Henry.

You flimflammering ol Ninny

Also no goodnight and no kissies on the foreheads for the bluesky admin.

Censoring rude posts -- You can do a waltzing matilda right screaming off the nearest marina you blithering, whoreson, dried meat-tongued, beef witted, prissy, sanguine, humorless bombard of beastliness.

Spare a thought to those who exist at the bottom, they who have raised you up from the very earth.

Spare a thought that the majesty of the trees began with the humility of the seed.

Now that's truly a bootiful piece, made only grander by the knowledge your neighbor is made all the more richer by your hand.

Splendid work.

Not all who live art living, and not all who had passed shall so easily fade from our lives.

Perhaps it is when we make that distinction, we may find something remarkable still.

But the truth is.. the greatest, most painful sacrifice is not found in great metaphor or brazen gestures.

Its this. Its to live on in this world of form and mundanity.. Amidst the sorrow and yearning.

We live on. Its perhaps the most bravest thing one can do in spite of it all.

Art will be the worst secret to confide, for its one of the few avenues your heartache it will not hide.