S.M.A.C.K. : Stolen Memories Alert - Christmas Kaput

The original print of this photograph 

-a sentimental favorite of all the women in my life- 

was to be found inside my old wallet 

that I had retired from active duty 

a while ago, already...

This shot was taken many, many years ago indeed - 

I was not even a wee bit lad at the time 

but little more than a little child, 

especially by today's standards 

that see grown men in their twenties 

prolonging their teenager waywardness 

almost into infinity indeed

- that is, when they are not pushing drugs 

or pushing up daisies, already...

One or two of those turds 

that specialize in exactly this  

have my old wallet now - 

that is, if they didn't discard it already.

And, alas, I do not expect them 

to have had the courtesy and decency 

of dropping it off near a mailbox 

much less inside of one- 

so that it could be returned to me, 

along with all the precious mementos 

that it does contain... 

How could they have such a thought, even, 

when they are but turds and scumbags? 

But that is another story...

Along with this old favorite print, 

other prints and plenty of nostalgic, 

personal things of no worth to you 

but of immense value for me - 

membership cards, mementos yes, 

-so many various elements that made it 

a veritable time capsule 

representative of my life and times- 

were to be found inside that wallet;

but what was not in there were 

the ''carte-soleil'' 

or my SIN...

Or even any credit cards 

that weren't already to discard! 

There was practically nothing in there 

of true value to you, thieves! 

There was some cash in there, sure; 

but even that had more nostalgic value to it 

than actual monetary value.

Roughly 200$ - if one equates it to 

the local wretched currency - 

but also two bills with impressive numbers 

(100 and 50) 

that are legal tender in Jamaica, really:

hence it is only about 1.50$ of value!

All of these had their true value 

in the memories they brought me 

of travels with my wife... 

And the promise of repeating that -

eventually, in the future... 

But not yet - no, not just yet; 

that is another story, too...

Damnable ladrâos! 

Malditos imbéciles! 

Blasted wretches by any other name - 

in any other language! 

Why, oh but why did you have  

to get it into your numbskulls 

to try and pilfer from *me* 

on the threshold of these 

holidays of 2015 - 

easily one of the most 

''up and down'' years 

of my entire LIFE?

WHY, you morons??? 

The question is not only ''why'' but 

HOW - as in ''how did you dare 

and purport to lay claim to 

ANYTHING that is MINE'' 

- you accursed lowlives?

No, there is no love lost for humanity here no more; 

no luculence left, no luminescence...

The little boy with the cute little smile has left now 

He is replaced by the Avenger

and Justice Seeker: 

AND VENGEANCE 

- ALONG WITH JUSTICE - 

SHALL BE MINE!

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Bananniversaire...

''POTA'' or really P.o.t.A: Planet of the Apes! 

DUH...

Makes me rather think of THIS:

Thanks, Josh Blue!

And FB...

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Reminder...

What Glitters Can Be Luculent - 

But Isn't Necessarily Luminous

Case in point:

In a nation that is rife with such fairs and festivals 

in astronomical numbers such as to make one 

lose complete track of time - and more - 

especially in the hellish season of winter,

The ''Festival of Lights'' comes into the picture  

fairly late and somewhat under-publicized as well... 

That is because it caters to a most particular 

as partial crowd -  and yet, it is a diverse crowd too 

which includes the Sikh, Hindu and Jain... 

One could jest that the Jedi belong in there, as well:

for, surely, George Lucas has found much 

to inspire him in this, here...

For it certainly wasn't just buddhism 

that did it for George - no, sir...

But that is -of course- another story.

The craftmanship of the above collectible

has got to be lauded, certainly - 

as it strives to combine elements 

from every culture it is to touch the hearts of.

There is a maple leaf there, after all, 

with, at its center, a diya 

which is a clay lamp 

symbolic of the diwali festivities.

As described on the website itself, these are 

''key central elements that illustrate 

the blending of multiple cultures'' 

indeed.

The descriptive text is even more laudable,

than the coin itself, for us, 

as it continues to put the emphasis 

on that all-important aspect 

as it makes mention of the flame too:

''the flame at the centre of the design 

reflects the essence 

of the Festival of Lights, 

its light radiating outwards 

like spokes on a wheel 

that are framed by a ring 

of maple leaves'' - no less!

And, as you know, reflecting light 

as radiating it 

are two very important things for us here...

We were captivated 

by the words, rather than the coin 

or the festival itself...

The Festival of Lights, 

also known as Diwali 

is about one thing, above all: 

the celebration of good triumphing over evil. 

That is the unquestionable unifying trait 

binding this tradition in each and all of 

the cultures mentioned and omitted here.

''Every faith has its own Diwali legends''

says the text found accompanying this 

sales pitch for a gold coin here...

It is for ''an incredible diverse ethno-social group'' 

which celebrates the Diwali in Canada 

that such a coin was crafted...

Is it coincidence that the obverse art is by a Canadian

while the reverse art is by a true Diwali ''reveller''...?

Perhaps - does it matter anyways?

That the Diwali is such a big deal in Canada now 

underlines quite spectacularly the fact 

that this poor confused nation 

has reached a peak in its self-identity crisis;

it truly is a ''cultural mosaic'' 

with all sorts of pieces glued together 

much like a crazy quilt is thrown together in haste

by a senile granny without much wits left... 

And so it is now -

and so it has come to this: 

Happy Diwali Canada

:-!

now please don't tell us 
this wasn't clear enough...

Calendar Dates

What an interesting last few days we've had, here, in North America... eh?  

Let's just look at it in reverse order here - shall we...

September the 13th - mercifully a Sunday

September the 12th - Saturday...

the birthday of a great man I know...

(he knows who he is!)

And then there's this other anniversary to commemorate...

September the 11th - ''9/11'' forevermore...

and September the 10th - Thursday

was devoted to this...

now THAT is the luculent

-and therefore luminous-

thing to do!

However...

I would be remiss if I didn't add that, 

in my utmost luminous humble opinion,

it would have been most exemplary 

as it would have sent the most 

clear message of all 

-and clarity is the essence 

of luminescence, also-

to have the ''WSPD'' 

set on the same date 

as that which saw 

a bunch of suicidal extremists 

hijack commercial planes 

and force hundreds to die along with them 

as they chose the wrongest way 

to send their own message...

For suicide is always the wrong choice 

but a kamikaze suicide 

has got to be the wrongest of all 

wrong choices.

You simultaneously choose to snuff out 

another's existence -with no right- 

on top of taking your own; 

to which you have no right either.

FOR GOD GAVE YOU LIFE - 

AND YOU SHALL NOT TAKE IT 

AND SIMPLY THROW IT AWAY.

That, I tell you, would be a powerful message: 

to stage the World Suicide Prevention Day action 

on the same day we remember the heinous acts 

of a handful of bastards who had no respect for LIFE 

and therefore none for their very own GOD either.

Maybe next year, hmm?

Sempre Por O Melhor

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Let Every Night Be... A Ball In White!

''Ball'' as in BAL... duh!

or dinner...

or night out...

or evening out!

#EveryNightIsALuminousNight

... for the Luminous Couple, especially!

Is that clear enough, for ya?