So. Listening to the radio, as I sip my morning tea on the roof of my home. I couldn’t help but burst into fits of giggles. The song was one, that was augmented from an earlier rendition. But some kind person ha updated the lyics to include terrorist mayhem ( my name for our current unelected prime minister) and Jeremy Corbyn ( leader f the labour party and I think next full elected Prime Minister! ) The song was very sarcastic. And while I loved it’s sentiments. It carries with its fine tune, a very stark reminder of just how totally screwed up this countries political system is, and in my mind, I am thinking of holand if terry gets in!
This morning is cruise 242 for the rsyc. And now I have changed from 64bit firestorm to 32bit. The system seems more stable. And I am hoping gives more stability of some borders. Which remain a constant headache. This change also means I should be able to take a few more pictures to share the giggles, delights, and tears with you all.
Today, If the cosmos decides I have been “good” petal might log in earlier. So we can spend some time together. I miss my french petal amour. Perhaps more than she realizes. Managed to get a message through to my sister Laura. So coffee morning will be scheduled and a very long overdue catch up session is on the cards.
Yes It has been a while since my last post, Health and other things have kept me at a chaotic turmoil which kept me from posting. This morning I sat at the rally site for Harley Heaven MC and got berated by my sister for Not posting. She is, of course, Most correct in her words and I am humbled and honoured to Have her as my sister.
Whilst it`s true that we have all evolved a little more than we might wish to admit. Some things in this world do not change. My Love for my family and friends grows with each day that passes. And I am rather honoured to be a part of such a family. That looks out for each other, and that cares enough to stand up to the hard headed Irish woman.
Sailing news, YES, We still sail! Topless Cruises are taking off again and Monday saw another awesome Cruise submitted by Brace. A good time seemed to have been had by all, And a venue found Steam Powered Hamster by the amazing Brandi, was our party place this week. Music was multinational flavours from the outstanding Arjuna.
We also sailed the RSYC cruise 241 supplied by Kregster! Fire and Ice. was the order of that cruise and It was a good run in calm seas! even if some of us got stuck in the ice flow:P But the ever effervescent Bianca, bolstered our humour, and a good time was had by all.
Sitting on a rally site, on the new truck! Gives me time to think. And that is usually a very bad idea:P but in this case, its produced a few ideas towards the future. And perhaps a few ideas. On the past and were history should lay to rest. Perhaps It may soon be time to Hang up My fangs. Which has weighed heavily on my mind for a while now. Perhaps it is past time. Something to think on harder I think.
Also, I was pondering the idea of refining my inventory ( a scary thought for most!) But perhaps time to slide most of the formal dresses and outfits into a storage yard.
Till next time .. Love and sparkles to you all ..
I remain Rose Brightflame™ Sgt at Arms for the Black Cranium MC
Inspired, as I am to sit here and wax lyrical ballads of flowery truths to entwine with your soul and ensnare the mind. Perhaps it might be better, to simply sit down and have a little chat. Ya know? just you and me.
Sometimes surprises still occur in second life, and sometimes those surprises, mean more to a person than words can tell. History teaches us that ” what goes around, comes around” and the cosmos taught me, ” everything comes to those who wait” My Life on second life is no exception to this rule.
Sgt At Arms, Rose Brightflame™ of the Black Cranium MC, said today after her promotion ” I am honoured and humbled to serve Our club.” oh didn’t I mention it? I got a promotion.
Enforcer Brace Brigthflame™ of Black Cranium MC was seen to smile at her advancement, oops I might have also forgotten to mention this one too. Yes, She got a promotion.
So we visited a rally site recently. For like, seven whole days! And during the course of that rally, we met a guy called Parkin Storm. Now for those of you that don’t know, Parkin Storm, owns the SSC a rather good bike builder-vendor. Not only was he nice enough to sell me Brace and Petal our own new bikes… But he then went on to add Our patch details, and customise the bikes to be completely unique. So if you see SSC on a vendor or stand Go take a look because the items he`s got for sale are rather awesome.
The observant amongst you will note, I haven’t been keeping up to date with my blog posts lately. I would apologise, but hey I warned youat the start it would be hit and miss. The main reason is for my shoddy blogging, I`ve been in and out of hosp in real time. In fact, that is where I am writing this post from, to be honest. As I was admitted on Monday.
The world turns, And time doesn’t stand still. Now with it Breezes of our Life. Whispers amongst the leaves of time. and Sparkles of love to each and everyone of you. I remain Rose Brightflame™
“we are when we are so young, a un bloomed flower under the sun, we start to blossum we dont know why, whats the point who am I , we change we grow which way to go whats wrong what right how will we know, who will we trust who will we love could it be the man above, he will guide you when you are lost, give you strength with out no cost, so chose you right path in life be strong, have will, be who you are and with a strong mind you will be sure to go far.”
Angel Beerbaum, a hidden tallent. and a good sister
I wanted to see it, and now that I have, I want just to be left alone,
I’ll always remember your kind words, and I’ll still remember your name,
But I’ve seen you changing and turning, and I know that things won’t be the same.
And the young people walking on Grafton street, and everyone looking so well,
I was singing a song I heard somewhere, called “Rock ‘n’ roll never forgets”,
When my hummin’ was smothered by a 46a and the scream of a low flying jet.
And a drunk on the bus told me how to get rich.
I was glad we weren’t goin’ too far.
The tunes of the birds and the sea on the rocks, where open roads always are near,
And if sometimes I tire of the quiet, and I want to walk back up that hill,
I’ll just get on the road and stick out my thumb.
I know that you’ll be there still.