I’m in love with this song, lyrics and voice!
It‘s not about the age, we are never too old.
There are so many things I have too see, so many places I have never been, so many people I never meet, so many dreams I never dreamed, so many…
Don’t just live, it’s boring, do something with your life. It’s not necessary to be powerful or rich, no, well maybe we have to be.. in knowledge, kindness, sensibility. You can start where you are with what you have, it’s enough, just believe and do it. Share moments, hugs, smiles, because you, I , we..can.
‘I won’t let it kill me,I won’t let it knock me down, I won’t let it feed on me,I won’t let it do that to me’.. Cheers to all of you who have tried, failed, but never gave up..These are only words, I know it’s hard, I’ve been there, we all have, but we are not powerless ..let’s give it a try.
How beautiful her voice is!
‘Kiss her. Slowly, take your time, there’s no place you’d rather be. Kiss her but not like you’re waiting for something else, like your hands beneath her shirt or her skirt or tangled up in her bra straps. Nothing like that. Kiss her like you’ve forgotten any other mouth that your mouth has ever touched. Kiss her with a curious childish delight. Laugh into her mouth, inhale her sighs. Kiss her until she moans. Kiss her with her face in your hands. Or your hands in her hair. Or pulling her closer at the waist. Kiss her like you want to take her dancing. Like you want to spin her into an open arena and watch her look at you like you’re the brightest thing she’s ever seen. Kiss her like she’s the brightest thing you’ve ever seen. Take your time. Kiss her like the first and only piece of chocolate you’re ever going to taste. Kiss her until she forgets how to count. Kiss her stupid. Kiss her silent. Come away, ask her what 2+2 is and listen to her say your name in answer.‘
Elephants for Sale in Zimbabwe Where Parks Are Starved for Funds
Zimbabwe is considering the sale of as many as 62 live elephants to China, France and the United Arab Emirates because Hwange National Park, the country’s biggest game reserve, isn’t receiving adequate state funding.
Elephants can be sold for between $40,000 and $60,000 each, depending on age, and the revenue could help meet the $2.3 million annual running costs of the park in the northwest of the country, Director for Conservation at the Zimbabwe Parks and Wildlife Authorities, Geoffreys Matipano, said in a Dec. 18 interview at Hwange.
“We are pursuing it aggressively as part of conservation efforts because we have plenty of elephants here,” Matipano said. “We don’t receive state funding and we rely on selling animals for our day to day operations, we are nowhere near what we want.”
The size of Zimbabwe’s economy has halved since 2000, according to the government, after the seizure of commercial farms for redistribution to subsistence farmers slashed exports and triggered a near-decade long recession. Funding for services such as national parks has dried up along with the money needed for the maintenance of infrastructure such as roads and water supplies.
While African elephants are considered endangered, with about 470,000 left in the wild in 37 countries, about 300,000 of them live in the southern African nations of Namibia, Botswana, Zimbabwe and South Africa, according to the African Wildlife Foundation.
On a recent trip to Las Vegas, I found myself observing many people who were dressed for their nights on the town as if they were starring in a movie or TV show about Vegas. They wore shiny faux-gold sunglasses at night (pretty sure they don’t do this at home). They left three or so buttons undone on their shirts (can you imagine that kind of look at your office?). They wore little black dresses and super high heels and they carried purses that glittered like warfare.
As judgmental as I like to be, I am enamored with the idea because in all cases, people were allowing themselves to play, to be a bigger version of themselves. And there’s something so hot about that.
Become a Bigger You
I’ll let you in on a secret. One of my favorite things to say on Twitter is “Man, I’m good looking.” I tweet that about once a month. Whenever I say it, the thought isn’t accurate to how I’m feeling. And I’m not fishing for anything. I’m not hoping people corroborate my message. Instead, I’m just saying it to the universe. And I’m saying it in a cocky voice but more of that Matthew McConaghy style of self-worth, not full on Kanye West.
I say it because right after I say it (heck, I just type it), I feel better. I feel taller. I feel like my shoulders are back and there’s a knowing smile on my face. Like I’m in on a joke.
I think there’s beauty and value in finding ways to be a “bigger” you sometimes. The world around us plays some weird tricks. Everything you read and watch tells you that beautiful and glamorous people are better. Look at all the ads in Vanity Fair and Esquire magazine, for instance. And yet, most of society’s force and energy seems poised to tell you “Just go with the flow. Be like everyone. Fill out this form. Sit in this cube.”
A bigger you might be a great way to improve your confidence. A bigger you leads to being decisive. If you were more willing to say what you thought, and express who you were, what would happen? If you dared to be a bit more bold, what would come next?
And by contrast, how are you benefitting by being a smaller, more quiet, more staid version of you? What is that doing for you? Maybe this is the right time to think about your goals, your intentions, and your time left on this planet. I don’t think there are any points awarded for being the most mild, the most “same,” or the most fitting-in-est person.
You don’t need gold framed sunglasses to do this, unless you do!