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Social War Room Lounge v.231: Frodo Pack Edition

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Roosters are the game pits of the poultry world.



They're not concerned with property protection. Corporal safety is their thing.

Roosters are amazing. We used to have a bull terrier puppy running around the farm. He had fun chasing the animals, but we had an English, really aggressive rooster and he just kept chasing our bull terrier off the orchard for the entirety of his life.
 
I grew up in a land of red dirt, I've seen every form of tree and water, animal and person, and we live in such a beautiful world. The fact that we justify the exploitation of this Earth for profit breaks my heart.
Seriously though. People think about this shit way too abstractly, that level of co emission, so many trees replanted, but the real damage is obviously immeasurable.
 
Seriously though. People think about this shit way too abstractly, that level of co emission, so many trees replanted, but the real damage is obviously immeasurable.
I was born where the earth was red and raised on the ozark trails. A friend of mine did some prison time for sabotage with ELF, a bonafide hick at that.

I fear I might be growing old and idealistic, but the bark of an old tree and the feeling of grass under a Spring moon, should we not want to protect that beauty?

I live in a place with trees that predaxs the United States, and I often write under the shade of the suicide tree, writing underneath where many men swung from their necks, we can see that trees "breathe".

But truly... has humanity truly benefited from industrialization? Convenience isn't happiness and we live in a society that perpetuates an eternal pursuit of that out of reach prize.
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Up late doing writing. What y'all think of this.

I feel I've been sitting at the table my parents lost their love at, trying to put together a puzzle that they both took pieces from, and I know that I won't get the last piece until my life is over. I spend most days agonizing over a fleeting strangers smile. "Was that the piece I needed to feel whole?

"I want to to know what you used to dampen the sounds of your childhood trauma" he asked her as his fingertips ran across her knuckles while she rolled her cigarette.

She bit her lip and looked away "the silence shook the trailer I grew up in, and the screams of my step father could be a chorus of every Disney song ever made."

He looked away. Not even the crickets weighed in and the silence left the air heavier than the hour after a flood.


The sun danced between the branches of the tree as an uncomfortable chill filled the air. It was as if she felt what he was feeling. She ashed. "If I was ever cursed with a daughter I would name her Willow. I would weep for her.*

He ashed. Not often lost for words, he was a verbal man at sea in the presence of her.

Her blue eyes were the ocean, and her smile was the life raft that kept him afloat.

"I wish I could make you feel better" he said.

She took a long drag of her cigarette and said "me too... But listen to the crickets"
 
Why are we using homosexuality as an insult in 2021?

If you don't want to be mocked, ridiculed and stigmatized then by all means, stay in the closet. That's why a lot of people do. It isn't a fight I concern myself with because I don't care enough what people think. You're gradually moving things along and playing a direct role in tomorrow's gay kids having a less miserable existence though, and you should feel good about that.
 
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