1410. Start Your Week With a Treat

1409. 5"58 of Nostalgia

Oh how I enjoyed dancing on this one!

1408. Weird Stash For an Easter Egg

1407. A Circumstantial Treat

1406. Men to Spend Your Easter Day With

The idealized Easter eggs & bunnies hunt:

The other versions:

1405. Food Analogy

Just like we inspect our food prior to eating it: we need to inspect the rich to better eat them.

Via

1404. Guru Meditation

Just echoing a post from Voenix Rising.

How come a whole generation of baby-boomers has forgotten the openness that was bring to them by so many artists whom they loved and listened to in their days prior to gentrification that led them to wear suits & ties or Chanel twin-sets?

Whatever your age right now, did you forget:

How "Elvis The Pelvis" made you wanna rock the world?

How The Beatles and The Stones made you want to free yourselves from conventions?

How The Jefferson Airplaine's White Rabbit pathed a way for experiences, even the simplest of ones?

How David Bowie - and all the characters he impersonated - reflected on the times and places he lived in?

The track-list never ends.

Then came the eighties and their magnificent lot of artists, from New Order to Eurythmics, from Siouxsie & The Banshees to Bananarama, and a plethora of music to dance to and ideas to think upon.

How come those who grew to such musics and questionings ever forgot what it meant?

I wonder.

How come millennials think they invented LGBTQ (they can go on for the rest of the alphabet as they wish) and pretend they're actually fighting while whining over social networks, when most of the job - and suffering - has already been done by their elders? This eludes me.