Conspiracy theory got you worried? Try this!!!

Then she turns into an amazing wonder.

New war tactic: Just fire away!!!

Sick again? Try this!

The song of the year.

Always a foggy ghost town.

Israel to finally capture the attention of the world while in a frozen state.

I attached green lasers to my highly toned abs and blasted at a crowd of women.

What you think I am might be off, a lot. That is how the internet can fail and the modern world. The future is weird so we run to online people. It is nice I suppose, but why?

Passions and Purpose just happen: I am engaged in my Better World Project. I have decided that the award I gave Boris Johnson is fully his. No politics please. I understand there must be two kinds of politics. There is one type I don't like. Boris Johnson needs no judgment blame game. Just my opinion.

I like Xi.

I pray.

Can Poetry compete against such music? Perhaps, you will see.

Word!

Infectious.

Yes we can!

Confess this, as you know:

Indeed more women in Government are needed.

Everyone in the world should see this. A dangerous man finally gets it.

Can you vibe on this?

It gets better!

Happy people going to the beach, is something to be.

Love is a warm wind that slowly gathers in your chest cavity, perhaps inside the beating heart, love is an endless pink sea and palm trees, a realm a fantasy, kissing and sinking and finally a deep melting kiss.

I must confess, Thank You!

Change the narrative about the baloon!

Love can make everything better.

Peace is a better sun tan lotion and chapstick, when compared to hate lotion and war chapstick.

You can play hate music, but I prefer you went dancing with your friends in the park to joyful tunes.

It looks like the war in Ukraine is to some extend over, but not finished.

The man toned his abs in less than a minute!

I would argue that peace allows for greater sophistication.

Question about war and violence in regard to social media. Can it really be controllable with human will and faith?

I want to look more at peace as the better option and explain why.

Peace vs. War to be discussed.

Setting: Inside a dark, echoing bathroom plumbing line, right before a major flushing event.Urine: (Splashing aggressively against the ceramic walls) Look at you, slacking off as usual! I’m in and out of here six times a day, keeping this body filtered and clean. You show up once—maybe twice if the human had a fiber bar—and expect a standing ovation. You're slow, you're heavy, and you take forever to get ready!Poop: (Thudding heavily into the water, sending up a massive splash) Slow? It’s called craftsmanship, you watery amateur! You’re just 95% water and a little bit of leftover urea. You require zero effort. I am the grand finale of a 24-hour digestive masterpiece! I represent the steak, the potatoes, the complex carbohydrates! I have structure. I have presence.Urine: Presence? You mean odor! You completely ruin the atmosphere the second you walk into the room. People have to light matches and turn on exhaust fans just to survive your presence. When I arrive, it’s a quick, polite zip and a wash of the hands. I am civilized.Poop: Oh, don't act so pure. You turn bright neon yellow if the human takes a single multivitamin! And let's talk about urgency—you make the human panic and run like a maniac just because a movie ran over two hours. I have discipline. I give a polite, rumbling warning hours in advance.Urine: (Steaming slightly) I am the frontline defense of the kidneys! Without me, the system shuts down from toxic buildup in days. You're just the stuff the body couldn't even use. You're literally the leftovers!Poop: Leftovers? I am the ultimate metric of gut health! Doctors study my shape, my color, and my consistency on a chart like it's fine art. No one is out here making a "Bristol Stool Chart" for your boring splash patterns.The Toilet Handle: (CLANK)Urine: (Swirling rapidly in circles) Uh oh. Here comes the swirl!Poop: (Sinking into the vortex) See you in the septic tank, water-boy!