Street art…


Pixabay

“Hope Dies Last” 2015
Artist:  WD
Athens, Greece
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Kids…

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Sunny Skyz

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Rose…

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Joey and Diana…short story


“Get off the roof,” said Joey’s mother, staring at the two children.  “How many times do I have to tell you to stop climbing on the garage?”

“I don’t think there’s a specific number,” shouted Diana.

“We’re going to fly,” yelled Joey.

“You CAN’T fly,” said his mother.

“She doesn’t believe we can do it,” whispered Diana.

“I think she’s going to call your mom again.”

“Do you believe we can fly?” she asked.  “Because you can’t have any doubts, or it won’t work.”

“I’m pretty sure,” he said, looking away.  “I mean no one else has ever flown, but there has to be first time, right?”

“I’m calling the whole thing off,” she sighed.  “You aren’t one hundred percent committed, so we’re sure to fail and then you’ll end up with another broken arm.”

“I’m sorry,” he said.

“It’s okay, don’t worry about it.  We have plenty of time to figure things out.  We need to learn more about gravity,” said Diana, knowingly.  “It’s silly to keep breaking bones.”

“Still, it’s nice up here,” he said, looking down at his mother.  “We aren’t going to jump mom, so you can go inside,” he yelled.

“Promise?” she asked.

“Yes,” they said, at the same time.

She stared at them for a minute, then turned and walked away.

“You know,” said Diana, “even when astronauts are in space, they can’t really fly.  All they can do is float. Floating isn’t flying.  If they were out of their ship, they would just drift helplessly away.  They wouldn’t have control over where they went.  They wouldn’t be like birds or anything.”

“That’s true,” agreed Joey.  “They would be at the mercy of the solar winds and all the other stuff that’s out there.”

“Maybe we aren’t meant to fly.”

“Maybe.”

“All we do is fall,” said Diana, thoughtfully.  “We are constantly being pulled to the ground.”

“We can’t disconnect gravity.  Even if we could, everything would float off the earth, even the water.”

“You’re right.  We need to think of something else,” she said firmly.

“We need to talk to our science teacher.”

“I already did that,” said Diana.  “She said that it was currently impossible for humans to fly and that our body weight had nothing to do with it.  She said that perhaps we might be able to fly in the future, but that will be too late for us.”

“Maybe we should just go to the future,” said Joey.

“THAT’S BRILLIANT!” said Diana, excitedly.   “If we can’t fly here, let’s go to the place where we can do it!”

“I think we need to do some research.”

“Definitely,” agreed Diana.  “We can go to the library tomorrow.”

“Okay, but what about jumping off the roof right now?”

“We told your mom we wouldn’t do that.”

“But we’re already up here and we have to get down,” he said

“We can climb down the tree.”

“You sure?”

“I am.”

“How far into the future do you think we’ll have to go?” he asked.

Diana shrugged.  “Probably a thousand years.”

“That’s a lot.”

“I know but we want to make sure we go far enough, so that we end up where people can actually do it.”

“I suppose you’re right,” he said, frowning.  “But…”

“But, what?”

Look what we were like a thousand years in the past,” he said.  “What if the future, that far ahead, is so different, we won’t know what to do when we get there.”

“Worse,” said Diana, softly.  “What if,  in a thousand years, there won’t be anything there?”

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Love…

“Kissing you is like Christmas,” she whispered.

“Kissing you is like the Fourth of July,” he said.

“So you last longer and I’m only good for one night? ” she laughed.

“No, I’m twinkle lights while you’re amazing fireworks,” he replied, kissing her again.

 

 

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doors…

doors
are
funny
things
we
never
know
what
we’re
going
to
find
when
we
open
them

 

in
or
out
are
the
same
thing
because
all
door
simply
lead
from
one
place
to
another

 

they
can
protect
us
or
leave
us
vulnerable
they
can
insure
privacy
or
leave
us
open
to
the
public

 

they
can
be
a
barrier
or
a
sign
welcome

 

they
can
be
pristine
or
battered

 

there’s
a
lot
more
going
on
with
doors
than
we
think

 

the
same
can
be
said
of
people

 

 

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Check out the pictures from: Tokidoki

19sep17 London, England

via LONDON, ENGLAND STREET ART:   BREXIT? SHAKEN NOT STIRRED — TOKIDOKI (NOMAD)

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