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Welcome to the BlackLooker Family..
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Male
62 years old
Somewhere
United Kingdom
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The Shipping News.
~Annie L Proux
My Gifts & Awards
Just doing my JOB but...SMILE
Thank you *Helen~Diamond
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I JUST FEEL LIKE DANCING!
MODERN FRENCH JIVE/LEROC. SMOOTH BLUES
CARING FOR THE LOOKER SITES AND MEMBERS.
MUSIC:MUSICIAN/ROMANTIC BALLAD SINGER.
MY JOB.
PARAGLIDING.
WEIGHT SHIFT MICROLIGHT FLYING.
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I am a professional
geo-conservation geologist,
and especially of
Triassic deserts and Devonian
arid palaeo-environments.
This also includes
the desert planet Mars.
Hence my site page.
I am also a published writer,
artist, musician.
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I AM HERE TO SUPPORT AND LOVE THE MEMBERS.I AM HERE FOR YOU. IF YOU NEED MY PRAYERS I WILL DO SO
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FAVOURITE QUOTES.
"We sleep safe in our beds because
rough men stand ready in the night to
visit violence on those who would
do us harm."
~George Orwell.
The Fallen
With proud thanksgiving, a mother for her children,
England mourns for her dead across the sea.
Flesh of her flesh they were,
spirit of her spirit,
Fallen in the cause of the free.
Solemn the drums thrill; Death august and royal
Sings sorrow up into immortal spheres,
There is music in the midst of desolation
And a glory that shines upon our tears.
They went with songs to the battle, they were young,
Straight of limb, true of eye, steady and aglow.
They were staunch to the end against odds uncounted;
They fell with their faces to the foe.
They shall grow not old, as we that are left grow old:
Age shall not weary them, nor the years condemn.
At the going down of the sun and in the morning
We will remember them.
They mingle not with their laughing comrades again;
They sit no more at familiar tables of home;
They have no lot in our labour of the day-time;
They sleep beyond England's foam.
But where our desires are and our hopes profound,
Felt as a well-spring that is hidden from sight,
To the innermost heart of their own land they are known
As the stars are known to the Night;
As the stars that shall be bright when we are dust,
Moving in marches upon the heavenly plain;
As the stars that are starry in the time of our darkness,
To the end, to the end, they remain.
~Laurence Binyon.(1869-1943)
"Like one who, on a lonely road,
Doth walk in fear and dread,
And having once turned round, walks on,
And turns no more his head;
because he knows a frightful fiend
Doth close behind him tread."
~Samuel Coleridge-Taylor.
~{M R James: Oh, Whistle, and I'll come to you, my lad.}
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