But since I keep answering these daily prompts, it’s clearly questionable at best.

Have a great day, all!
But since I keep answering these daily prompts, it’s clearly questionable at best.

Have a great day, all!
To be judged by the world is a trial to be held, but to be judged by the self is damnation to hell!
Daily prompts?
More like my daily exercise in questioning my sanity!
But, the more questionable, the more entertaining, right?
Let’s keep the laughs coming!
Lol!😂
Indeed they are trying on one’s patience, but we shall continue fighting the good fight 😄😄
Haha, I know Destiny very well.
She is the reluctant warrior-poet, arrives on the battlefield armed not with swords or shields, but with verses that bewitch enemies into pondering the meaning of life while she calmly sips her chai and muses, “Shall we not settle this with sonnets instead of swords? 😂🤣😜🙃
Destiny’s a storm, your door’s in distress, Her antics are wild, a riddle to address.
Weapons vanish swiftly, soaring high, and dry, you handed a new one, off it bids goodbye!
Her poetical wizardry, a spellbinding show, In the whirlwind of her chaos, we’re entranced, you know.
People puzzled, curious about her name, In the midst of her madness, we’re caught in her game! 😂😂🤣
Oh, forgive her? You’d rather tame a tadpole; she twists words like a contortionist on a roll!
Assuming too much blames like a crutch in disarray, Training? More like a circus, night turns to day! Screaming in the night, she’s quite the delight, Destiny, your muse, in chaotic flight! 🤣😂
She stirs the pot with a mischievous glee, Arrows stray, never quite hitting their mark with certainty.
No bow or axe can she wield with grace. Yet into battle she charges, a smile on her face.
Your orders, a puzzle she loves to distort, but somehow, the fort remains your fort.
In the heat of battle, her words fly and prattle. Yet through it all, you manage the battle!
Oh, you are stuck with her, what a grand ruse!
Putting up with her endless attitude blues. You say left, she goes right, just to fight, you call it day, she declares it’s night!
She twists and she turns, a master of confound, Your patience? Ground to dust, not a speck to be found!
But despite all the chaos, confusion, and plight, Destiny keeps life interesting, day and night!
Circus is a kindness, asylum more the word
Her constant attempts to kill me, my distress too much for words
I will warn you of this Philo, if she knocks upon your door
I advise you duck and cover, kero your head down on the floor!
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In her chaotic show, where mayhem’s the star,
Navigate with caution, and you’ll come out unscarred.
With patience and humor, meet her stormy plight,
And you’ll weather the madness, come out shining bright!
I think I misspoke it’s our blogging friend
She is the one driving me to wits end!
Nothing cosmic about it no nothing at all
She tries to trip me just to see me fall! 🤨🤨
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Ah, so it’s not a cosmic conspiracy after all—just your blogging friend’s way of making sure you trip over your own brilliance!
Maybe she’s trying to prove that even the stars get a laugh at your stumbling moments.😂🤣
Solution: Keep your space boots on and show her that even cosmic tripping can’t keep you down! 🚀😄
Kevin said to Philo:
Don’t play into her (Destiny) hands, Philo! She’s a crafty one, I’m telling you!
Philo replied:
Oh, Kevin, playing into Destiny’s hands is my specialty! I’ve got a whole toolkit for navigating crafty schemes: a stuffed toy for distractions, a whoopee cushion for surprise tactics, and a laugh-out-loud strategy manual.
If we’re going down, we’re going down in style—laughing all the way! 😆🎭🚀
🤪🤪 for me it’s my anger! 😂 I don’t punch anymore. Yeah. I’d never hurt anyone else or break anything. But I had a severe anger issue. Imagine this; I taught anger management classes which helped me too. ☺️
Right. But my class also taught how to break the road rage issues a lot of people have! The judges loved 🥰 my anger management class and my DBT classes! They would refer people and some were ordered. But they thought I was a different kind of therapist and would give me a chance. 🤪 you know us military peeps. 😂 we’re a different breed.
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