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dreamer doodler of pen and pics-- inspir'd by Time's Witchcraft. Peace.

SD ComicCon 2025

Hi, everyone.  Been pretty busy lately with out-of-towner relatives visiting, but more recently—with the SD ComicCon 2025.  My wife and I did a staycation at the Town and Country Hotel, which provided us with breakfast sandwiches and all ComicCon hours everyday of free bus service to the Convention Center.  We enjoyed several movie/tv series panels of actors and associated credits, with some even including either trailers or whole opening episodes (like Alien:Earth).  The entire Saturday was devoted to the many miles on the main floor of vendors, artists, and various displays.  Last stop was the Art Show, where I perused every panel to give myself ideas on some diversity in my own stuff. 

At the end of each adventurous day downtown, shared by 130,000 others (not counting tourists), we ended up in the hotel’s swimming pool and jacuzzi, followed by an awesome restaurant meal.

The following photos tell some of our story.

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Rules of War

Our Side:
“We’re the Good Guys;
They’re th’ Enemy”

Their Side:
“We’re the Good Guys;
They’re th’ Enemy”

    … per Rulers of War

pray,
in Slumber
be awaken’d Plows

Arrows dream
in their Quivers

kind enough be Time
to beam more

    …per Peacemakers

                ‘Yor

Slumber Life

Yesteryear’s Fine Flour expos’d
while whispers Mind
shuffling Reality with Fiction

Memories barely remember’d
sometimes Some
sometimes None

Vocals familiar
Functions corporeal
Feelings tactile
even awful Disconcertions
auspiciously disprov’d by Bed’s Arousement

so many Canvasses of Thought
be blown Pollen into Far Forgotten
until Currents recurring
once again embrace Sails of Sleep              

            ‘Yor

Spirit’d Feathers

joyous Quacks and Chirps

excit’d Wings and Pediform Paddles
in vibrant Bespatter

wholesome Candy from friendly Smiles

Rain or Shine
Everyday’s a Beach Day

             ‘Yor 

Waiting Room

in the glittering Wake
of the Future
resides my Spirit

lighting my Way
across the mystic Sea
of Souls

that my whimsical Tomorrows
might toast
my favorite Goblet

and share only the Joys
of Yesteryears

            ‘Yor

Always Now

should Tomorrow waylay Thee
with Whispers from my Heart
‘Tis but an Echo
adrift upon our mystic Orb
from Night’s other Side
ne’er to be lost

            ‘Yor

Capra Diner

‘Tis Yesterday’s Future
less Human Energies and AI Sensors
as Implement Operators

what Succor to my Eyes
smiling across a wild Ground

Two Centuries of Goats
devouring to Satisfaction

no Lawn Mowers
no Weed Wackers
no Hula Hoes
no Rakes
no Collection Bags

just a Trade Off

natural Food
for Modern Landscaping

                     ‘Yor

Happy Mothers’ Day

          Mothers

from thy wombs
spring forth all futures

and those of kindly souls
thy past shall be eternal

                      ‘Yor