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"What are you doing?" "Just waiting." Waiting. "Is there a problem?" Her face bore no look of concern. "What did you do?" "I told you we couldn't stay there forever." As she spoke, rays of sun broke through the cloudless sky. "Really, I think you're trying to confuse me." "No." "No?" She asked the question as if there were no way she was wrong.... http://politicallyromantic.com//for-whom-the-angel-prays-/

"Where is this place?" "You don't know?" "Should I?" "I would have thought so." "I don't even know where I was before." "Well then how should I know where we are?" "What?" He asked in desperation. What's that supposed to mean. He was thinking to himself. "If you don't know, then how do you expect me to have any idea?" She was speaking playfully, but her tone mocked him.... http://politicallyromantic.com//for-whom-the-angel-prays-/

A few quick thoughts on the current state of Bitcoin trading... If you don't know what Bitcoin is, check it out. Short and simple. Bitcoin is not a resource, and it can not be consumed. It is highly limited by its nature to be used solely as a means to measure, or as a currency. That means it's value should not be able to surpass (collectively) the value of all our resource based currency, ignoring inflation (which is something that needs to be stopped anyway).... http://politicallyromantic.com//how-high-can-bitcoin-go-s/

It was a funny little game Where no one wins and no one gains And rules they fall into change Despite ever knowing that all were insane We backed up and played all the same Not only once, but just twice, ever binding enraged Scattered kisses blown off from the stage And though you don't understand You'll not regret this coming back as we planned... http://politicallyromantic.com/2021/04/07/stolen-kisses/

SpeechlessAnd forced but so desiredAnger all aboundsDissention grown in coldProducing elongationAnd twisting the profoundSuch is the exampleWhen you let the sun go downIgnore the shattered ground And here the sun comes downIn the latent nightWhere men and angels playUntil they start to fightIn silence no repairThey fight until they die... http://politicallyromantic.com///16/let-the-sun-come-down/

PublicDomainPictures/Pixabay Let me shout and dare to show Things deep inside you'll never know I'll let them out to travel wild You'll hear them bounce as you're beguiled Once, twice, thrice, as they're amplified Meaning compounds; your sense defied What begins so simple And that which starts so neat Fills with itself while old depletes What used to be a whisper [ 36 more words ] http://politicallyromantic.com/2020/10/20/reverberate/

skeeze/Pixabay Sad Bobcat is Sad. In my morning review of the day's headlines, I came across this piece by Newsweek's Janice Williams about a Bobcat who was kicked out of a Dollar General in Kentucky for not adhering to mandatory coronavirus prevention measures. She wasn't wearing a mask. My initial reaction was, "This is a failure of the public education system." My second reaction was, "I wonder if Dollar General carries waffles." They do. [ 279 more words ] http://politicallyromantic.com//segregation-persists-we-n/

Your eyes have something borrowed They are something new Beneath something old Hiding something blue And the beauty of the bold The wicked things you do Expressed behind the prism All stored inside of you Light will always flow And bend us both into The shape that we become When One is made from Two Your eyes have something borrowed The thing that you can see Everything in me Reflected back to you http://politicallyromantic.com/2020//13/something-borrowed/

The pace of life has only quickened in the wake of the technological explosion over the past few decades, amplified by a society that mimics the equally fast paced lifestyles of the celebrity influencers who have shaped our modern world. Many of those influencers burned out bright, running themselves into the ground in their often drug fueled frenzies. The concept of artificial intelligence or technology itself rising as force to be tamed (in my opinion) becomes important in aspects of life that we may not have considered as we built our current system while instant gratification and boredom become a monster that can be compared to things like drug addiction. [ 527 more words ] http://politicallyromantic.com//hypersociety-is-it-really/

A charming and romantic novella, Take Me to Heaven is sure to capture the hearts of fans of drama and romantic fiction. The story is deep and rich, heavily driven by dialogue rather than a sludgy narrative where every character's every thought is analyzed and explained in detail, leaving the reader tired and overwhelmed. Take Me to Heaven is written from the perspective of the main character, Major Katherine Miller, as she is courted by Lieutenant Logan Reed of the US Army while also separating from her husband Jason. [ 130 more words ] http://politicallyromantic.com//book-review-take-me-to-he/

This isn't what it is And never what it was But it takes the things you think To make sense of them because Every mind is different Every soul unique And as you go it grows with you And falls when your heart sinks So read it when you need it And let it be for you But remember that the answers From inside are true http://politicallyromantic.com/2020/09/29/a-poem/

At the end of any major event or life transition, it is usually beneficial to take a few moments to reflect on what occurred, and how you've been affected by those occurrences. We have all been through an intense spring and summer, and while the coronavirus wave is just building, the quarantine and transition period stand as one of most important times in human history. [ 1,114 more word ] http://politicallyromantic.com//post-quarantine-summers-e/

Su amor y sus vidas se separaron y se desplazaron a su lugar Sus corazones crecieron demasiado y se encerraron el uno en el otro Y nada mas podría romper el mayor lazo Entre dos almas amantes que anhelaban encontrar Intactos juntos Todo lo malo se ha ido Reemplazó la destrucción con lo que siempre supe que era mío [ 58 more words ] http://politicallyromantic.com//08/las-almas-perdidas-jun/

Hot to cold In the sky she holds Condensing rain Defy gravity in vain Then falling out While the heavens shout And flashing came To cry my name The flash within Individual sin Sin all the mass Until at last The Raindrop merges Where light converges Together again Lacking terrestrial sin http://politicallyromantic.com/2020/09/04/raindrop/

Immersed in shallow depth Deep power to subside While residue of past The grains below shall ride Stay a while and watch Submerge in deeper brine Then wait until it's passed And see it all behind Under where you stood Depression of your soul Where you understood The changes never rhyme http://politicallyromantic.com/2020/09/02/tides-edge/

In darkness hid the frame...Sunlight pre-natal ...Transparent glassy crystal glareTrapped the scaffold matrix there...Spectrum spread to barely hideThe nothing everything insideInside too many hearts Inside hearts laying down besideBeside the broken parts...Though broken never damagedThe white has now becomeExpanse diverse and all unboundUnbound and self contained [ 60 more words ] http://politicallyromantic.com//to-see-what-was-always-th/

My road would rise And climb to heights Under the blue My shadow dropped And pulled to make its flight As bloody red Streaked across the sky And I met you on the horizon As day turned into night The wild nights with you Were short but all divine Then summer faded The heat was lost in time So I went south with you To recapture all the things We thought we'd never find http://politicallyromantic.com/2020/08/28/south/

Hidden Beauties under scars and shame The world's most lovely though none the same They listen, ride, and share the story Of the one they loved And tried to tame When in love, they shared his strength And every one he allowed to use So he, The Beast, could roar But when his roar comes to pierce the sky [ 58 more words ] http://politicallyromantic.com/2020/08/26/666/