Trifextra: Week Fifty-Nine

 

This weekend we're asking for exactly 33 words inspired by the following photo. Good luck!

What is in the clouds?

 

Are there people in the clouds?

 

Do they only put their data in the clouds?

 

Is there really safety in the clouds?

 

Everything is not what it seems.

Weekly Photo Challenge: Lunch Time

 

 

Pork and Beans and Weenies

 This delectable little dish is a delightful delicacy of the poor. It is best served when you have no money. Being poor adds to the richness of the full-bodied-taste. It has an aroma like a bouquet of the finest meat and beans saturated in pork fat and a lovely sauce you can only dream of. Sweet dreams of Beans, Beans, “Pork and Beans and Weenies,” so sweet, you don’t want to wake up. Mm, Mm good! Pork and beans are a tasty Mm, Mm good.  

 

Mind you Pork and Beans and Weenies are a required, acquired taste. Unfortunately for some, once one chooses to consume this extraordinary lunch, one might not want to consume it again, having tasted a variety of other more expensive delicacies.

 

Probably because Pork and Beans and Weenies remind them of where they came from and they don’t want to return to that state. Whichever the state they were from they were poor.

Time Has Come Today

MONDAY, MARCH 11, 2013

Trifecta: Week Sixty-Eight

On to the weekly prompt.

TIME (noun)

3a : an appointed, fixed, or customary moment or hour for something to happen, begin, or end <arrived ahead of time>

b : an opportune or suitable moment <decided it was time to retire> —often used in the phrase about time <about time for a change>

Time Has Come Today

Let us go out to play

That is the only way

That is better than any religion Okay

Okay is Okay and Okay is Okay

The doomsayer will turn grey

The enemy will continue to slay

The Church will continue to pray

The Governments will continue to stay

For Time Has Come Today

A friend yesterday is a friend today

A friend in deed is a friend all the way

Let us be friends today

Childbirth is here to stay

Children are staple, joyful, and gay

Children don’t know any other way

My girlfriends’ or wives lead the way

For Time Has Come Today

It is always today

No matter what anyone might say

Past, present, or future it is the same day

Time travel is the same day

Some people think about how they live a day

They think of how they can stay

Give it time and it is still the same day

A past, present or future day

Travel in time it is the same day

Past, present, future it is the same way

There is no direction but the same day

Time doesn’t matter to the planets stay

Time is no concern to angels all way

Time is no concern to any other creatures if they may

Time is only the concern today

Of those who lost their way

When times up and they can’t stay

Quality of life is their main stay

And they can’t do it the same way

Until that uneventful day

When Time Has Come Today

Because people have gone astray

In time constraints they lost the way

We can’t throw our clocks away

Controlled by time that is here to stay

What’s in your wallet ???

This week's one-word prompt comes from Deana who linked up in our Meet Your Fellow Trifectans tab (if you haven't done so yet, hop to it) and suggested this gem:

JUGGLE (transitive verb)

3: to handle or deal with usually several things (as obligations) at one time so as to satisfy often competing requirements <juggle the responsibilities of family life and full-time job — Jane S. Gould>

Doing The Juggle

Mercy, Mercy

In Sickness As In Health

In Health

Credit

Juggle, Juggle, Juggle, Juggle, Juggle

Juggle, Juggle, Juggle, Juggle, Juggle

I don’t want to drop the ball

Juggle, Juggle, Juggle, Juggle, Juggle

In Sickness

I Have Fallen

Oops, Opps, Opps, Opps, Opps, Opps

Oops, Opps, Opps, Opps, Opps, Opps

And I Can’t Get Up

Oops, Opps, Opps, Opps, Opps, Opps

I Dropped All The Balls

Creditors tell Momma all about it

Mother always liked creditors best

Cash

Where did all that money come from

I did not think I had it in my wallet

What’s in your wallet

Juggle, Juggle, Juggle, Juggle, Juggle

Juggle, Juggle, Juggle, Juggle, Juggle

Juggle, Juggle, Juggle, Juggle, Juggle

Until the next time they let me play

Again

Juggle, Juggle, Juggle, Juggle, Juggle

Great times everyone?

Trifecta - For the weekend challenge we're asking for exactly thirty-three words written in first person narrative. Have fun with it and we'll meet you back here on 3/3!

Winston is a Chaplain. He challenges Scripture to see if is true. He stopped leaning on his understanding. Now he does not know anything. He does not interfere or questions. Great times everyone?

Trifecta - Dwell

It is like I spent my whole life dwelling upon

While others passed me by I often heard, “We stopped talking about that a long time ago.”

It is my responsibility to use my investigative personality to dwell on social, political, and religious matters like the Hardy Boys and Sherlock Homes.

My favorites are when so many jump on a band wagon. I ask myself why? Is it as another social experiment. That Synthesis is the beginning of another Thesis and Antithesis. I follow it, and dwell upon it from present, past and future.

To properly dwell on a topic can take a number of years. There is the beginning, the mid point and the conclusion. I use a systematic approach to study. It is fun but I make some people angry. It is similar to following sports.

It seems that theory and fact are gathered. Then manipulated, turned to some advantage, proving their predetermined conclusion. Likewise, an academic study accepts criteria that support their foregone conclusions. That offends me.

My joy is to dwell upon many things, do my own investigation from the evidence included, and the evidence not included. Their theme is, “Out the Old in with the New! New is better! Everything must become obsolete! History is irrelevant or trivia!”

Oh I miss the record stores. A real person would help me plus the many other social aspects in the mall.

Previous generations asked this important question, “If a million people jump off the Golden Gate Bridge would you?” Over the years we dwelled upon this dubious question. No one has survived that fall yet and it can take 100 years for a million.

I chose not offend anyone so I won’t list my top ten pet peeves I dwell upon.  I challenge you however to dwell upon this: Everyone has the freedom of speech, no one has the freedom to express their own opinions, but who can stop us from dwelling and praying?

Trifecta: Week Fifty-Six

The perfect word for this week

3: to restore to original purity or integrity <healed of sin>

When did Jesus heal us from sin? How did He heal us from sin? Jesus is the embodiment of all He came to heal taking the sins of the world upon Him. Jesus healed those of sin that believe in Him before the foundation of the earth. That is a spiritual language or a parable for how can that be? Was He slain again at Calvary?