#music #swing
https://youtu.be/58SNFk75mfk

#swing #electroswing #music
https://youtu.be/0ZgjmE6xdaw?list=PL_1zTLVt7oqj5_uKtZLKRQVh6YYINA4IE

I spent what felt like the whole day today in the park in my town, which also includes a small, partially abandoned cemetery.

This place makes me thoughtful because of its structure: on one side, children play innocently on a playground, while young couples stroll nearby, their hands intertwined. Yet, just beyond them lies a retirement home, where the building gazes longingly at the cemetery—a silent reflection of mortality.

In between, smaller, older, crumbling statues stand sentinel, guardians of forgotten stories, their weathered faces etched with the sorrows and joys of those who have come before. Complementing these fading relics, scaffolding is being erected for new architecture, a juxtaposition of the old and the new, of decay and renewal.

As I walk through this park, a question quickly arises: what does it truly mean to live? We are born, we grow, we learn, we love, and inevitably, we pass away. But do we fade into nothingness, or do we leave a trace behind in our borrowed time? Perhaps a whisper lingers in the hearts of those we touch, a thread woven into the very fabric of the universe, connecting moments that seem so fleeting.

Is it not a privilege to love and be loved, to create ripples in the fabric of time with our joy and our sorrow? In this park, where the clang of swing sets mingles with the soft rustle of leaves, I feel both connected and isolated—a thread in the grand tapestry of life and death, pulled taut yet ethereal.

Beneath the laughter and love lies an unspoken truth: we are all temporary. Yet, is it not the beauty of our transience that makes moments so precious, illuminated against the backdrop of eternity? The whispers of those who have come before dance in the air, and I wonder, perhaps they are not so far removed; they linger with us in our laughter, our tears, and in the very act of living.

I realize that while our bodies may return to dust, our spirits, woven into the lives and hearts of others, may transcend even death, echoing in the stories told under starlit nights and cradled within the whispers of time.

#Halloween #music #oldies #vintage #jazz #swing
I don't care if it is still August...
https://youtu.be/ue3W7_9MM1E

Summertime in full swing. Let's do it!

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gF9oHYPsNiI

The calendar says May but the weather says summer is in full swing. 135 AM and one hell of a thunderstorm is raging outside. Noisy fucker to boot.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ivdBhNRVGwU

SO YOU BITCHES think you're tough because you jumped me? Waited for me to be alone..... on my dang porch???? I still handled all of you, left 5 of you on the ground laid out!! You're lucky I don't have any marks on my face. I have some on my arms and neck, so what!!!! I bet you didn't expect me to swing back since it was six against one. I might be old but I'm not too old for this!!! Yeah, I'm not gonna lie, I was getting tired of fighting and just wanted to go back in the house but I kept on swinging and made sure you got yours.. PUNKS!!!!! All I have to say is, you started this and I finished it..... I hate bullies!! Mosquitos are not my friends!!!

#music #swing
https://youtu.be/r7GJWVrTiFs

DeSantis is out, and has endorsed Trump, while taking a swing at Hillar...I mean, Haley.

The #FITN (First In The Nation) primary is happening here in New Hampshire this coming Tuesday. I look forward to Nikki Haley dropping out after she gets trounced here. And she will get trounced, despite the countless millions being spent by, or in support of, her. Many folks here are receiving dozens of mail pieces per day, countless phone calls and texts, etc., all in support of that Neocon nincompoop.

#NeverNikki

Saatana.

Not in a good mood at all.
I hate my mood swings...