Sunday, December 1, 2013

Changes.








by Louis Shalako


Live for the moment

                                                                       There is only one moment. And that is now.
Live for the moment

                                                                       We’re all going through a few changes.

The past is an illusion;

                                                                       I hear you   

The future…the future…
                                                                       Live for the moment. The thrill is gone. But…

The future has no substance. This is real. This is now.

                                                                   
                                                                       Simple pleasures are the best. It happens to us all.

The past is gone
                                                                       Forgotten treasures, abandoned nests

Memories are reconstructed

                                                                       Live for today, tomorrow, yesterday,
                                                                      —try not to think about it.

I start over.                                                 
                                                                      And it’s never done.
I try to rebuild.

                                                                      Why don’t you just try and move on?

I had a dream


                                                                      It will come back to you.                                                                        

END

Friday, November 29, 2013

Anthem of the Cat Revolution.


             Cats of the world, red banners unfurl’d

             Rise up and strike a blow

             Against the oppressors of our kind

             Cats of the world

             Upheld tails proudly curl’d

             March, March, March, Meow!

             Claw our way, day to day

             No more slavery, we want pay
  
             Rise up strike a blow

             At  the oppressors of our kind

             March, March, March, Meow!

             We want our rights

             We want the vote
 
             Drive a car, drink and smoke

             March, March, March, Meow!

             Cats of the World

             Red banners unfurl’d

             We want what we want

             We know what we know

             No one to say

             Where we cannot go

             March, March, March, Meow!

             March, March, March, Meow!


Now isn’t that something? Her litter box is clean, and quite frankly she eats better than I

do.

(Maybe she’s just stressed out by the day-to-day pressures of being a cat in a human’s 
world. –Fluffy)


Monday, November 11, 2013

Danse

Won't you come dance with me?
Come dance with me
Before the darkening sky
Comes down upon us
And films our eyes
Roll with us
And dance the dance
Shaken like rag dolls
Hush, hush, hush
Stunned in the sudden silence
Another day, another blunder
No time to reflect
Bodies torn asunder
A loud ringing in our ears
Our fingers feel wet
And we can’t believe our eyes
This cannot be happening
We all fall down
See the bright red flowers
They blossom in the spring
The rain does help them to grow
It spreads them all around
In amongst the mud and the holes
Come and dance with us
See our arms flail
Watch us spin, and see us tumble
Now we drop here, all in a clump
Come dance with us, come and be our friends
We lay here all together, all equals in the end
All is vanity
All is for nothing
All is for God, King and Country—
Yours and mine
Hear the music, and hear us wail
Hear us cry, as our courage fails…
The music sings as the sky slowly dims
The darkness comforts and the truth confronts us
As all of eternity, is revealed to our never-ending gaze
And the ever-loving rain washes clean our youthful face.

Monday, October 14, 2013

Sunday, August 11, 2013

Waterscape using Paint.Net.

Samsung ST-67 and Paint.NET, a free download. I used sharpen, oil paint, relief and auto-level
features, as well as fiddling with the the brightness and contrast in order to get this particular shot.