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List the people you admire and look to for advice…
Who do i admire… The people who chase their dreams. Those who step up to the plate. The people who go the distance, until the road is made impassible and then forge their own path. Those who when fortunes have them in a face down and held down position dig themselves out by refusing to be pinned down.
No i am not naming people i know … To me that part or the question is data mining.
Do you vote in political elections?
Not always..
Do you have a quote you live your life by or think of often?
“The whole thing goes: The future’s not set. There’s no fate but what we make for ourselves.”
John Connor Terminator 2 : Judgement Day
What is your favorite holiday? Why is it your favorite?
All hallows eve, and Brigids day aka Imbolc.
Have you ever been camping?
Yep definitely have…. Perhaps read through my blog … Camping, glamping and festing.
When do you feel most productive?
For me i am a late evening to night person, I have always been most at these times.
What are your favorite emojis?
Personally i do not like emojis, they represent a de-evolution of the human language.
Think about this cavemen drew pictures on walls, carved figures in stone. These were their written language, Ancient peoples used pictographs and hieroglyphs because they had not developed written language. STOP de- evolving people, develop those writing skills!
What topics do you like to discuss?
Mainly my life, things of interest, sometimes challenging topics… But mostly the first two listed things
When is the last time you took a risk? How did it work out?
Will know better on May 13
Whose woods these are I think I know.
His house is in the village though;
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.
My little horse must think it queer
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year.
He gives his harness bells a shake
To ask if there is some mistake.
The only other sound’s the sweep
Of easy wind and downy flake.
The woods are lovely, dark and deep,
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.
Unplugged Pagan 