The Supreme Court decided in Donald Trump's favor. Of course they did. He picked some of them. People don't realize the Supreme Court, the House, the Senate and of course the Presidency are all up for grabs Nov 5th. This is the most important election in my lifetime. This is why my vote is going to Joe Biden. He's the only guy that can beat Trump.
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I felt it. The loss of my childhood's innocence. As what i once was, died.. Long ago. And i will never find it, again. Like mourning it.. the loss. Myself, as i once was. This series holds an unearthly beauty. Deeply developed and mesmerizing characters, dialogues uncommonly thoughtful.. And that music, so powerful, so expressive! And those actors!
Me and my little Dog Coco watched this series we called it movie night we never got to see it together till the end I lost her to cancer when I sat and finally watched this last episode I cried like a baby during this scene miss ya little girl
Rory Kinnear's voice is something else! It's something from an other life. It's a voice with thousands of feelings with dark depth in his expression. Oh my God! And Korzeniowski's music wonderful.
When I was a child I thought grown ups are all Gods. Now when I have grown old I know it’s exactly the opposite. The grown ups are just wounded children .
You have a natural insight that which this world will conspire to irradicate; let not this darkness spoil that light. This work contain an eternal message.
There was a time when meadow, grove, and stream, The earth, and every common sight, To me did seem Apparelled in celestial light, The glory and the freshness of a dream. It is not now as it hath been of yore;- Turn wheresoe'er I may, By night or day. The things which I have seen I now can see no more. -But there's a Tree, of many, one, A single field which I have looked upon, Both of them speak of something that is gone; The Pansy at my feet Doth the same tale repeat: Whither is fled the visionary gleam? Where is it now, the glory and the dream? Ode: Intimations of Immortality from Recollections of Early Childhood By William Wordsworth
