I just barely caught a glimpse of this beautiful bastard!! A vibrant bright blue, and a rear end like a pretty lady. Now that is a nice vehicle!

I am fumes I am emptiness A sunken ship, rotting wood The world flows around me And I lie still in dormant decay At an utter low. Oh so low. So low beams of light travel slow Such sipid solitude and sweet

Reflect upon sources of dread and agony. 1a. Accept them. Reflect upon your primitive desires. 2a. Determine which are beneficial and which are not. 2b. Refrain from the bad. Give in to the good. Reflect

Nuke the Planet.

Everybody watch me pretend to be cultured. Analyze the tannin scents Everything's on credit spent Always demand evidence Don't want my narrative bent. Buy a car called "luxury" Then a brand new

I can't stop looking for faces. On the cars On the planes On the walls Among the moles of other faces. There is hardly an escape From the many things and places That seem to proudly drape Upon themselves,

Some things come and go Quicker than you'd know You want it to go slow But life says no. I can't fight this flow Must be ice to snow Fuck my life's so low I think I might blow. Some things come and go

Hello everyone! I know I have been doing myself a disservice by not working on this series for so long. However I felt it was better to take a hiatus than to sour the quality of this story. There is no

Nothing can change the past, But everything can change the future. Do what you will with this information.

Sometimes life has you by the short and curlies. You might have a sword resting on the jugular, or a dagger pressed to your gut with nowhere to run. In those situations some people decide to cower and

Burn so damned bright, everyone gets blinded. Follow your own nose, never absent minded.

It is hard to accept defeat. It is harder to fully appreciate success.

Before I share my thoughts, let us define neuroplasticity. "… neuroplasticity, the capacity of the brain to develop and change throughout life, something Western science once thought impossible.—Time,

Humans are animals that swing hammers and swords in combat with a pen and paper tucked in the knapsack.

... and that happens. But all you need is a little faith... So power up those posts and keep Steeming everyone!

I love me a beautiful lowrider from back in the cruising days! These kinds of classics were often heavily modified and always looking beautiful and spotless for their cruises down Broadway. San Diego loves

Coping with Life In a way, life is defined by pain and pleasure, and we are innately programmed to search pleasure and avoid pain. After all, pain is not something you can explain. Pain just is for humans.

Had to post this. My sh*t post for the day. <3

I took my mom out to the mall to shop for a blouse and a perfume the other day, which was relaxing. On the way to the car, arms full of bags, I saw this beauty stationed in a parking spot near a coffee

Hey there fellow Steemians, it's Rabbe once again. Those of you who have followed my posts probably know how much I love to talk about following your own path and making your own choices instead of just