This seaweed appears to be waving hello. Bellerive Beach, December 2010.
Why?
Why not.
Why not indeed!
Because.
Because why?
Just because.
Just because I said so.
Why?
Because!
Why not?
Because.
Because why?
Why because?
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So there I was, arm hooked up to the machine, watching my plasma swirl away into a bag while the morning news dribbled across the screen like a bad fever dream. And what were they showing? A "riot" in Melbourne, allegedly. The sort of riot where the real thugs wear body armour, carry pepper spray and look like they just walked off the set of RoboCop. The people they were beating? A ragtag crew of teenagers and old hippies—probably fresh out of a drum circle, still smelling of patchouli. But sure, let's call it a riot. Now, here's where it really gets good. I mentioned this spectacle to a few people later, thinking maybe they'd share my outrage or, at the very least, give a damn. But no. What did I get instead? A smirk, a chuckle, and—oh, the pièce de résistance—"You should really just let it go." Let it go? Yeah, let me uncork a nice, overpriced cup of coffee, sit back with my legs crossed, and soak in the latest reality TV trash. Why bother caring when ...
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Why?
Because!
The Quote rings so true...and the photograph is very beautiful too~The poem remind me Of a quote once mentioned in an English course that I was enrolled in..."To every because there should be a why and to every why there should be a because"
[Or is it vice-versa?!?]
Thanks, for sharing!
DeeDee ;-D
And love that photo! The seaweed also looks like some weathered fan!
DeeDee, the light was dull, but it didn't seem to bother the shot.
GT, it is indeed. Douglas Coupland, I think.
Roddy, a small reindeer.
Sue, it never stops?