penny for your thoughts

Funny thing about following orders.

All you have to do is do as you are told.
Do it mindlessly and it completely absolves you of any responsibility
...unless you have a conscious.

It has been said that to blindly follow orders is what turns people into monsters or ordinary people into heroes.
It all depends on exactly what the order is.

That's the catch

We are responsible for who we pick to lead or who we chose to follow.
Whether we give orders or take them,
we all contribute to the outcome.

This is what makes all of us responsible.

We must never forget that no matter who is giving the orders or who is taking them, sooner or later we have to answer to a higher power.


introspect by M

Things you may know about me (not)

I was baptized flora- I really dug 227 then

I have more than 4 surnames, and I don’t like the sound of any of them, so no I will not use them- and if you ask I have 2 names; bite me!

Complicated relationships are my forte- even a good one gets sabotaged by yours truly 

I am a closet nerd- I came out to a larger closet

I like standing out, I need to stand out- how else can I rant and be the diva I am at times

I am big softie- as soft as granite can get 

I am impatient, impertinent (misunderstood) and difficult to please- I usually will do almost anything to get what I want

But I do cry, no, weep at the movies- not delicate sniffles, more like snorting bucketfuls-but then again it is about me ;-)

I like animals, they get me

I am going to stop at 10, because, I have a tendency of giving TMI I like shocking people… I get off it! Tee hee!

Black Sunday

News trickled in slowly, a hushed unsure whisper, a jarring ringing phone call and the newspaper headlines looked surreal, pictures horrifying- as we all thought of the fun filled memories not too long back at the feisty Kyadondo rugby field; shaking our heads unbelievingly, the horror of it all sunk in slowly- they were here then they weren’t.




There's a grief that can't be spoken.
There's a pain goes on and on.
Empty chairs at empty tables
Now my friends are dead and gone.

Here they talked of revolution.
Here it was they lit the flame.
Here they sang about `tomorrow'
And tomorrow never came.
Oh my friends, my friends forgive me

That I live and you are gone.
There's a grief that can't be spoken.
There's a pain goes on and on.

Phantom faces at the window.
Phantom shadows on the floor.
Empty chairs at empty tables
Where my friends will meet no more.


Oh my friends, my friends, don't ask me
What your sacrifice was for
Empty chairs at empty tables
Where my friends will sing no more.

Les Mes

The Chubb Chubbs

Nuns held over Marijuana garden

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Adieu Adieu to You and You and You!

I dont think Lissing’s here anymore; in fact I am sure she left about 2 years ago!
How did I not see it?
I will miss her; she was deep, funny and plain weird… she preferred eclectic or quirky- yes, it helped her sleep at night!

I guess I will say lissing’s goodbyes for her, I bet she does miss you all terribly... you may occasionally catch glimpses of her at decadentthirties.wordpress.com