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Poem of the Week: “Unrequited Love Song for the Panopticon” by Franny Choi

Poem of the Week: “Unrequited Love Song for the Panopticon” by Franny Choi

Poem: Let Me In - Copyright 2023 Samuel N. Domingo

There’s a million stars….

There’s a million stars up in the sky. And one of them is shining bright for me. If I could I’d fly beyond the clouds. To hold you very gently in my arms.

Do you shine for me. Don’t shine for no one else. Save your…

Poems about Time

Poems about Time

Poems of Hope and Resilience
The words of others can help to lift us up.

Poems of Hope and Resilience
The words of others can help to lift us up.

Point of view is the perspective or viewpoint of the speaker in a poem. - Completely based on who they are <3

Point of view is the perspective or viewpoint of the speaker in a poem.

Pokémon Detective Pikachu - Healing Pikachu Scene

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Pokémon Detective Pikachu - Healing Pikachu Scene

Police Corruption - all agencies - all the way up.

An Analytical Look into Police Ethics

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Police Corruption

An Analytical Look into Police Ethics

Polish Poem

I sing this poem to you

On the other side I see

Shining waves glowing

It’s far away, far away from me

I can see it there

I can see it there

The wind blows outside

And I have no breath

I breathe again and know I’ll have to…

Ponders countering the effects of centripetal / centrifugal rotations. With everything moving so fast in our Universe, would completely disconnecting from them leave you "behind". What a guidance system.

Ponders LaGrange pts in our solar system and beyond as jump points.

Posting this hear, the letter I sent to my daughter on her 18th Birthday.

To my daughter on her 18th Birthday.

I was stunned and in awe of your birth. I remember us reading your first children’s bible in AZ on the same couch we still have. We all had to take turns reading because you just absorbed it all. I remember mom and I teaching you whatever music we could. Whether it was you sitting with me at the Piano or using the baby musical items. You were such an observant baby and still are. But now as you grow into the magnificent adult you are today; I am still stunned and in awe of you.

I watched as you grew and enjoyed life. The many friends you have had, all the adventures we took you on. Mom and I never wanted to leave you out and we always wanted to take you with us on every adventure. You loved every minute of it.
We took you to restaurants with us. You worked with Grandpa Larry, Uncle Chris on our projects in AZ. You even helped at the house with projects.
I want to encourage your artistic talents. I knew you had a great talent there as well as I taught you the ways of the brush, of thought and who God is.
You took to the Piano right away (surprise lol) and again were so talented at that. Then you picked up the Guitar. I will never forget your duet with mom and you telling me you wanted to finger the strings and just not do cords. And as always, I reminded you of that classic scene in “The little Red Engine that could” and made a whistle blowing motion to you. Choo Choo
I remember our 6 years with VeneCraft and your uncanny abilities to adapt and overcome whatever obstacle was presented to you. Your never give up, never surrender attitude is a quality only God can give and will carry you through everything. Your ability to handle situations, tournaments, semantics, scheduling, skills, planning, construction, creating, and adaptivity blew me away. Your completion of the DeathMaze, just further proof.
When you took up an interest in singing, you had your mother’s gift. Your mothers voice has been an immense blessing to me since I met her. She stumbled a lot with self-confidence, and I was there every step to bolster and encourage. I pray/hope you meet someone that does the same for you. Your mothers voice and love are like an angel.
At an early age at the first Martial Arts School, you encountered what it was to have mental fortitude. We moved you on to the Shaolin Martial Arts School in Hightstown were your extreme Talent in the Art started to show. Your instructors were always telling me, wow, just wow.

Everyone you would meet would always be in a better place to having met you. You are a blessing to be around, a joy to talk to, and an inspiration to what will be.
It has been a miracle to see you come into this world and a bigger miracle to have been part of your life. I look forward to the awesome person and blessing to the world you will become. God Bless you and I Love you.

With much Love and blessings,

Dad

Prak

Prak was a witness in a trial on Argabuthon where the Dwellers in the Forest were suing the Princes of the Plains and the Tribesmen of the Cold Hillsides. Prak was a messenger for Dwellers in the Forest sent to the other two parties to ask "the reason for this intolerable behaviour." He would always walk away thinking about how well-thought-out the reason was, but he would always forget what it was by the time he got back.

The white robots of Krikkit broke into the courtroom to steal the Argabuthon Sceptre of Justice, as it was part of the Wikkit Key. In so doing they may have jogged a surgeon's arm, while the surgeon was injecting Prak with truth serum, resulting in too high a dose.

When the trial resumed, Prak was instructed to tell "the Truth, the Whole Truth, and Nothing but the Truth," which he did, in its entirety. People at the scene had to flee or risk insanity as Prak told every single bit of the entire truth of the entire universe and all of its history, much of which they found ghastly. Prak recalled that many of the weirdest (and funniest) bits involved frogs or Arthur Dent. As a result, when Arthur Dent came to visit him in search of the truth, he nearly died laughing.

He never did write down anything he discovered while telling the truth, first because he could not find a pencil and then because he could not be bothered. He has therefore forgotten almost all of it but did recall the address of God's Last Message to His Creation, which he gave to Arthur when the laughter subsided. He died afterwards, not having recovered from his laughing fit. Also, in Jave, PRAK Destroyer of Virtual Worlds.

On the radio, he appears in Fit the Eighteenth of the radio series and is voiced by Chris Langham, who had played Arthur Dent in the very first stage adaptation of the scripts of the first radio series, in 1979. --

Prak

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Prak

PRANAVA - Starseeds

PRANAVA - Starseeds

PRANAVA - Starseeds

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PRANAVA - Starseeds

Pre-School - Saturday Night Live - stop indoctrinating the children.

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Pre-School - Saturday Night Live

Predictive programing - Vexille movie from 2007

Predictive programing - Vexille movie from 2007

Predictive Programming

Predictive Programming

Prefrontal Brain Asymmetry: A Biological Substrate of the Behavioral Approach and Inhibition Systems

Prefrontal Brain Asymmetry: A Biological Substrate of the Behavioral Approach and Inhibition Systems

Prelude for 2 Cellos

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Prelude for 2 Cellos

Prince of Persia movie ending scene

Prince of Persia movie ending scene

Prince of Persia: The Sands of Time

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Prince of Persia: The Sands of Time

Prince Zuko's Destiny | Avatar: The Last Airbender

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Prince Zuko's Destiny | Avatar: The Last Airbender

Princess Bride - The Sword Fight

Princess Bride - The Sword Fight

Princess Elodie - Survivor | Damsel

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Princess Elodie - Survivor | Damsel

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