Showing posts with label Illustration. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Illustration. Show all posts

Monday, September 30, 2024

A Blue Moon Is Just The Beginning Of Something Special


"A Cresent Moon Is Just the Beginning of Something Special"

The Black and White of a Blue Moon Pandemonium
 by CF Legette


If you don’t know… you don’t know.
And, if you have to ask then you don’t, and that’s okay.
Believe me, you are not the only one. There are millions and millions of people that are just like you. It’s really sad, because it is a beautiful thing. Something this special should be broadcast all over the world. However, this is exactly how they want it.
To those who are in-the-know, when a blue moon appears it’s the only sign that in a certain place in the world it is happening. Very perceptive students are the ones inquisitive enough to seek out this secret phenomenon. I can honestly tell you that you have never seen anything quite as lovely as when the black and white bears fill the streets with dance, music and super good vibes. Instruments in hand and playing all on the same accord, they dance and prance until...well until people start to gather. Then as quickly as they joined, they disappear.
If you aren’t aware of it, you will never even look for it. But, if you do know, you are proud of the work that you have put in to find the first one.
One special place in the South has had more than any other city.
It’s a very friendly city and that may be the reason why.
The secret parades of the musical pandas are never announced; nor are there any special invitations sent out to celebrities. There are no golden keys or special wands and there is no special pixie dust tossed around. Big celebrities are clueless, and dignitaries don’t have special notices. It all starts and ends with the secretive black and white bear…the panda bear.  



 

 


 


 

 

 

 
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Illustartions and writing by C. F. Legette
 

 

Thursday, March 09, 2023

Hate Destroy All Containers

Hate does not care where it lives. 
It roams openly and frequently throughout the world looking for harbor.
Only, hate has no container because it destroys anything that tries to keep it is in.
 Hate destroys anything or anyone that wants to expose it's secret movements.

The best way to avoid hate is to let it be. It has a Velcro effect.
It begins with a thoughts. It is then invited in. The only way to rid it is to let more love in. If every space of your heart is full of love then there is no room for hate to creep in. It does not like to be exposed so it will not hang around waiting for a space. It will leave to find space elsewhere.

 However, remember it is a daily feat.
 Today's love is only for today. Tomorrow it all starts over.
Hate does not stop trying.
  
 At the very core of hate is evil.
 
If someone says, "I love God," but hates a Christian brother or sister, that person is a liar; for if we don't love people we can see, how can we love God, whom we cannot see?
1 John 4:20


Thursday, January 21, 2021

Run From Evil Repost


   
 
                    
Evil
comes in all sizes, shapes and colors. 
It comes from near and far. 
It strikes when you are at your weakest. 
 Evil does not care who it uses or how much you care.
Evil will destroy if you allow it to find a place to anchor. 
All it needs is an opening to place at least one tentacle.
 
Run from Evil
 
Scripture:
         Do what is good and run from evil so that you may live! 
Then the LORD God of Heaven’s Armies will be your helper, 
just as you have claimed. Hate evil and love what is good; turn your courts into true halls of justice. Perhaps even yet the LORD God of Heaven’s Armies will have mercy on the remnant of his people. 
Amos 5:14-15 
 
 


Friday, March 15, 2019

Let The Blooming Begin

 
 Tulips
 
The tulips make me want to paint,
Something about the way they drop
Their petals on the tabletop
And do not wilt so much as faint,
Something about their burnt-out hearts,
Something about their pallid stems
Wearing decay like diadems,
Parading finishes like starts,
Something about the way they twist
As if to catch the last applause,
And drink the moment through long straws,
And how, tomorrow, they’ll be missed.
 
The way they’re somehow getting clearer,
The tulips make me want to see
The tulips make the other me
(The backwards one who’s in the mirror,
The one who can’t tell left from right),
Glance now over the wrong shoulder
To watch them get a little older
And give themselves up to the light.
 
A. E. Stallings

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