I sailed on my memories’ boat
camouflaged by the misty past
and came out with a anecdote.
I found myself into tidal waves
To the twisted turn from my stormy life With a song or two to face the stroke I sang my way out of the constant strife…
by Vaibhav Pandey
“Ennio Morricone – Finding Each Other Again (Love Affair OST)”
Yields 4 portions
Yields: Serves 8 (serving size: about 3 tablespoons)
Combine tahini; lemon juice; olive oil; beans, reserving 1 tablespoon; salt; water; and garlic clove in the bowl of a food processor. Add 2 anchovy fillets and black pepper to food processor with bean mixture; process until smooth. Top with 1 tablespoon reserved cannellini beans, parsley, lemon rind, and 1 anchovy, split lengthwise.
Originally posted On: The BubblyTipsy Mermaid (TIB)
Underwater parks or waterparks, which came first?
Okay the secret is now out!
True, it is, as you may have heard, mermaids do stroll and sit about at underwater parks. There are no rarities in these parks for Scuba diving men to capture the hearts of water maidens.
And all of life beneath the sea is so shorelike (or as on land). Human pet peeves? Yes, there are underwater pets and pet walkings. But, with underwater park activities, pet walks are swims or bouyant strolls.
Sealife parks have different boundaries than land life. It is one of the bizarres of physics. In fact, I think it is twisted or a reverse biophysics.
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The night falls into a masterpeace and draws into itself the volume and busyness of a day with all hours, minutes and seconds;
Time’s patterns dissolves into reachings for heaven thus journeying within a hurling of mysteries;
The moon itself sits upon the day’s fading rays of sunlight,
the ocean tides turn timbered brooks into a timeless crossover;
there is only one identity with all: the solemn nocturnal song; it’s a slumbering, a repose, an interchange of a tender recluse~
The wake from dreaming continuously releases the spirit into living stories of an emotional world. Resilience is inscribed from the air, the earth’s waters, plants and trees.
Your morning Bird takes flight to its inner homage and arises in you.
Originally posted on: TheBubblyTipsyMermaid