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Earth Bag Bedroom's (housing ideas)
It took them 35 weeks to build this type of 'home' (in this case, it's an bedroom which is separate from the main house). |
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Prince - Mary Don't You Weep
Warning: Triggers
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Kamasutra (Jasmon Soleil Remix) Green Empathy
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Listening to the music of the great Ladies of Soul Music.
Superwoman -- Gladys Knight, Dionne Warwick and Patti Labelle Early in the morning I put breakfast at your table And make sure that your coffee has its sugar and cream Your eggs are over easy, your toast done lightly All that's missing is your morning kiss That use to greet me Now you say the juice is sour It used to be so sweet And I can't help but to wonder If you're talking 'bout me We don't talk the way we used to talk It's hurting so deep I've got my pride I will not cry But it's making me weak I'm not your Superwoman I'm not the kind of girl that you can let down And think that everything's okay Boy, I am only human This girl needs more than occasional hugs As a token of love from you to me Oh, baby I fought my way through the rush hour Trying to make it home just for you I want to make sure that your dinner will be waiting for you But when you get there you just tell me You're not hungry at all You said you'd rather read the paper And you don't want to talk You'd like to think I'm just crazy When I say that you've changed I'm convinced I know the problem You don't love me the same You're just going through the motions And you're not being fair I've got my pride I will not cry Still I can't help but care I'm not your Superwoman I'm not the kind of girl that you can let down And think that everything's okay Boy, I am only human This girl needs more than occasional hugs As a token of love from you to me I'm not your Superwoman I'm not the kind of girl that you can let down And think that everything's okay Boy, I am only human This girl needs more than occasional hugs As a token of love from you to me Ooh baby, look into the corners of your mind I'll always be there for you Through good and bad times But I can't be that Superwoman that you want me to be I'll give my love, oh lasting love If you'll return love to me I'm not your Superwoman I'm not the kind of girl that you can let down And think that everything's okay Boy, I am only human This girl needs more than occasional hugs As a token of love from you to me Ah ha, If you feel it in your heart And you understand me Stop right where you are Everybody sing along with me Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh I'm the kind of girl that can treat you so sweet But you've got to realize that you've got to be sweeter to me, yeah I need love I need just your love I'm not your Superwoman I'm not the kind of girl that you can let down And think that everything's okay Boy, I am only human This girl needs more than occasional hugs As a token of love from you to me ~Theo~ :winky::listening::bouquet: |
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Herencia de Timbiquí - Sabrás
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[QUOTE=theoddz;1223742][CENTER][FONT="Book Antiqua"][SIZE="4"][COLOR="Black"]Superwoman -- Gladys Knight, Dionne Warwick and Patti Labelle
I put Aretha Franklin's greatest hits in my car stereo the other day. I drove around a lot yesterday, long enough to hear every song. I had forgotten how much Aretha's music was the soundtrack of my early lesbian years as a semi-pro barfly. The fast songs drew everyone to the tiny floors of womens' taverns & bars. But the slow songs--oh, my. I recall the song, "Till you come back to me" was what we called a 'buckle polisher.' Butches would hold their femmes so close as we danced, our belt buckles would shine like new afterwards. Aretha sang the songs we fell in love to back then. She also sang songs we felt in lust to. She also sang songs that allowed us butches to stand on the side of the dance floor and evaluate the way some of the hottest femmes danced, which to us was a scientific predictor of how they would be in bed. Yes, I was superficial in my 20s, I confess. And yes, the best dancers did turn out to be the best elsewhere. Aretha helped. :rrose: RIP Diva |
Enjoying her great, great voice this morning!!
I Dreamed A Dream -- Aretha Franklin There was a time when men were kind When their voices were soft And their words inviting There was a time when love was blind And the world was a song And the song was exciting There was a time Then it all went wrong I dreamed a dream in times gone by When hope was high and life worth living I dreamed, that love would never die I dreamed that God would be forgiving Then I was young and unafraid And dreams were made and used and wasted There was no ransom to be paid No song unsung, no wine untasted But the tigers come at night With their voices soft as thunder As they tear your hope apart As they turn your dream to shame He slept a summer by my side He filled my days with endless wonder He took my childhood in his stride But he was gone when autumn came And still I dream he'll come to me That we will live the years together But there are dreams that cannot be And there are storms we cannot weather I had a dream my life would be So different from this hell I'm living So different now from what it seemed Now life has killed the dream I dreamed She will forever, ever.....be missed. RIP Ms. Franklin, and thank you. :bouquet: ~Theo~:winky::heartbeat::listening::bouquet: |
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