Flash Fiction Friday
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A VIZ'UAL JOURNEY, DRIVEN BY MY INSATIABLE CURIOSA... My wish for you is to have no regrets as you wander and sometimes stumble throughout your life. That you create the ability to pause and to feel, the delicacy in moments, allowing each to tickle the palate of your imagination. I pray that the ebb and the flow guide you safely, with both comfort and with grace, through each delicious drink you take. I invite you to share with me, my journey, as I sip slowly through the gift of my heart.
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I've been on the short bus for a couple of days now.
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Ronna
for
starting this
beautiful month of
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You Are Arson |
![]() No doubt about it, you have a serious destructive streak. You can't help it! Sometimes you just get so frustrated with the world, and you have to let your aggression out You have a notoriously bad temper. You are obsessed with getting your revenge. You are obviously a pyromaniac, whether you realize it or not. It feels great to watch something burn. |

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A couple was attending an art exhibition at a National Gallery and they were staring at a portrait that had them completely confused.
The painting depicted three very black and totally naked men sitting on a park bench.
Two of the figures had black weenies, but the one in the middle had a pink weenie.
The curator of the gallery realized that they were having trouble interpreting the painting and offered his assessment.
He went on for nearly half an hour explaining how it depicted the sexual emasculation of African-Americans in a predominately white, patriarchal society.
'In fact,' he pointed out, 'some serious critics believe that the pink weenie also reflects the cultural and sociological oppression experienced by gay men in contemporary society.'
After the curator left, a young man in a Kentucky T-shirt approached the couple and said, 'Would you like to know what the painting is really about?'
'Now why would you claim to be more of an expert than the curator of the gallery?' asked the couple.
'Because I'm the guy who painted it,' he replied.
'In fact, there are no African-Americans depicted at all.
They're just three Kentucky coal miners,
and the guy in the middle went home for lunch.'
he he he he he he he he he he he
I wonder why I wonder. 

When I was just a girl, I used to have so much fun. Taking long walks down to the creek. Kicking rocks as I slowly walked, gatherd a few to make turtles jump. Skipping and hopping, swooshing and popping, would be these various stones I took. My, how I miss the days that are gone