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Richard🐈‍⬛🫥🔊🎧🍫🌮👋📖📚
@oldgeek297.bsky.social
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Loves wife, black cats and a few others,oh and books.Runs on chocolate and coffee.I post music a bit...F*ck Trump🏳️‍🌈
( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)Compo is my spirit guide
"We don't search for old songs.We search for old memories." But I also search for new songs,so new memories
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#makeitstop
November 11, 2025 at 11:26 AM
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#makeitstop
November 8, 2025 at 12:50 PM
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#curlytail
#blackcatsrule
November 6, 2025 at 11:54 PM
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This is how I’m gonna look every time someone dislikes one of my posts...
November 2, 2025 at 5:39 PM
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Black cats rule
#blackcats
October 28, 2025 at 8:56 PM
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#Opticalillusion
October 22, 2025 at 8:20 PM
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Lighting in a Twilight Hour -
Don't Let The Times Define You

"Don't let the times define you
Let the sky remind you
The loudest voices are here and gone"
#MusicSky
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youtu.be/fv6vJhovxPA?...

Took this morning on my flight to an install\takeout

Let the sky remind you
Scene from an aircraft Blue sky
October 7, 2025 at 12:32 AM
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This brought back a memory (TY)
It was a long time ago
But I said to my mum at the time
"Who do you think you are? Stirling Moss"
Lady practicing in her motorized wheelchair weaving in and out of small cones Wearing a baseball hat and dark glasses
September 21, 2025 at 11:39 AM
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While waiting for my baggage last night
#pigeon
A very relaxed sitting pigeon on a baggage carousel
September 7, 2025 at 11:52 PM
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Being on the road working is sooo hard.
Back home tomorrow
#margarita
Glass of margarita
September 6, 2025 at 12:18 AM
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This is where I post from
September 2, 2025 at 2:58 PM
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I have oh soo many....I collect gifs
August 28, 2025 at 8:48 AM
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Lyrics to the song in ALT
If you ever hear that thunder Put your eye to the sky, boy, and wonder Maybe there's a kingdom above the weather Oh, and whether you're gonna get on in Is up to you If you ever hear that crying In the distance like some siren Maybe there's a singer with no ring Around their little finger, oh love And If I lose my voice If I have no choice but to go quiet Won't you sing for me A melody into the night there And if I die too young And if the wolf he comes Fee-fi-fo-fum If I die too young Oh, if the locust come Well then run, run, run Free If you ever hear that gunshot You may think 'bout what you do but you don't got Say a prayer Think of mother I am a rock If you ever hear that sound now If the door gets kicked in here, they come now Think of others Be their cover I am what they're not Pray for Paris They cannot scare us Or stop the music You got a sweet voice, child Why don't you use it? If I die too young If the gunmen come I'm full of love So release me Every piece of me Up above Up above Love my mama and my papa Love my sister Can't stand the coppers Up in their choppers Oh, flying overhead Forty-nine dead Singing, oh, my Lord, carry me home Oh, my Lord, carry me home Oh, my Lord, come carry me home And if I die too young For something I ain't done Carry my name Every day Oh, I'm sorry Oh, I'm sorry Freddie Gray But sleep easy Like baby Jesus In a manger Oh, sleep easy Like little Jesus Beautiful stranger If I die too young Let all that I've done Be remembered And I'll sleep easy Like baby Jesus In his manger I'll sleep easy Like little Jesus Safe from danger Carry onward Like some songbird Beautiful stranger Carry onward Like some songbird Beautiful stranger Oh, my Lord, beautiful stranger Oh, my Lord, beautiful stranger
August 27, 2025 at 9:21 AM
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#puns
August 22, 2025 at 3:52 PM
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No life for living
Where there's no time for giving
No reassuring can end what I'm enduring
I'm looking hard for the slightest sign
Hear your words echoing around my mind
I'm starting to believe what me papers say
Yet one more blow
I'm reeling but I can't run away
How can I get out?
August 19, 2025 at 9:03 PM
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#puns
August 17, 2025 at 3:55 PM
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August 16, 2025 at 8:43 PM
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#puns
August 13, 2025 at 2:11 PM
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"I know I’m supposed say some insightful things about the song and/or band but really, just listen and it speaks for itself"
August 9, 2025 at 1:28 PM
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The Empire of Lies secures allies Like a spider ties up flies Those hand-picked parasites ruling the servile satellites Know who they dare not criticise A psychopathic superpower spies from the sky Transmitting viruses into the mind's eye "It's vassalage or war!" Shrieked the Casablanca whore Slaughter by proxy The hidden hand The cat's paw Kissing the ring of POTUS Under the spell of hypnosis The proof of psychosis The coup that nobody noticed The criminals were anointed The false flags were hoisted Missiles flattening, nations shattering Yet, even while it was happening, it wasn't happening By now so conceited and proud They brag of their crimes out loud "We cheated, we stole, we lied!" "We came, we saw, he died!" So, is this how the Empire dies? Its constitution withered on the vine Propped up by the dollar and the drone Slumped upon a degenerating throne Kissing the ring of POTUS Under the spell of hypnosis The proof of psychosis The coup that nobody noticed Kissing the ring of POTUS Under the spell of hypnosis The proof of psychosis The coup that nobody noticed
August 9, 2025 at 12:38 PM
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August 9, 2025 at 12:23 PM
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🎙️ The Found Sound Archive Presents: Mirrors and Echoes — The Album That Almost Was Originally recorded: Summer 1966 | Released: Barely. In the summer of 1966, five young misfits from Chula Vista calling themselves The Apostrophes entered a borrowed garage studio armed with secondhand amps, a Farfisa organ, and far more poetry than sense. The result was Mirrors and Echoes — a swirling blend of jangly surf guitars, beat poetry, and early psychedelia that predated the San Francisco sound by months. Signed by a short-lived local imprint called Orchid Slab Records, the band was on the verge of something big. Promotional 45s were pressed. A glowing write-up in Cheetah Magazine called them “the Byrds if the Byrds had been bitten by a radioactive Arthur Rimbaud.” A national deal was rumored with Coral Records. But then came “The Incident.” Details are murky. Some say bassist Renny Fuzz was caught trespassing at a local naval station during an “audiomagnetic field test.” Others claim the master tapes were partially erased when guitarist Lionel Kratz attempted to “charge them with cosmic vibrations.” Orchid Slab folded within a week. Only 700 copies of Mirrors and Echoes were ever distributed — all to Woolworth’s stores in the greater San Diego area. Most were returned, unsold. Fewer than 20 are known to still exist today. But now, unearthed from a sealed crate in the back of a defunct AM radio station in El Cajon, Mirrors and Echoes returns — imperfect, haunting, and unmistakably ahead of its time. 🎧 Audio Restoration Notice Due to the fragile and degraded nature of the original source material, the sound quality of this recording may vary throughout. To preserve its spirit and enhance its listenability, we’ve employed the latest advancements in AI-assisted audio restoration and generative enhancement. Every crackle, hiss, and warble tells part of the story — but where the tape wore thin, the machine listened carefully and filled in the gaps… respectfully.
August 8, 2025 at 6:00 PM
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A picture pun A loose heel on a floor Reads..."You picked a fine time to leave me....."
August 8, 2025 at 5:38 PM
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Lyrics to Snow White in ALT
Quite inspiring
Can't help but notice all of the ways In which I failed myself, I failed the world all the same I don't think I'm pretty, it's not up for debate A woman's best currency's her body, not her brain [Chorus] They try to tell me, tell me I'm wrong But mirrors tell lies to me, my mind just plays along The world is a sick place, at least for a girl The people want beauty, skinny always wins And I don't have enough of it I'll never have enough of it [Verse 2] Sometimes I see her, she looks like Snow Whitе She's everything I am, but my wrongs arе turned to rights Her body is smaller, skin is so fair She's achieved everything I've dreamed of And it's all that I can think of [Chorus] They try to tell me, tell me I'm wrong But mirrors tell lies to me, my mind just plays along The world is a sick place, at least for a girl The people want beauty, skinny always wins And I don't have enough of it I'll never have enough of it
August 7, 2025 at 7:51 PM
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I apologize in advance
#Meme+Music
#MusicSky
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Elton John - Your Song
music.youtube.com/watch?v=FT3D...
Meme A grey\white bunny in a garden "Elton John has bought a treadmill for his pet rabbit... It's a little fit bunny"
August 1, 2025 at 12:50 AM