When you want something, all the universe conspires in helping you – Paulo Coelho
Biker Friendly
Please leave a parking space on Kingsway open for bikers.
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No Gods No Masters
Song by Garbage
Be kind, beware
Be good, don’t be scared
Nothing lasts and no one stays
The same forever so accept the change
Where the wind blows runnin’ ’round in circles
Where the wind blows runnin’ ’round in circles
The future is mine just the same
No master or gods to obey
I’ll make all the same mistakes
Save your prayers for yourself
‘Cause they don’t work and they don’t help
The things we do, the things we don’t
The things we love, the things we lost
Where the wind blows, runnin’ ’round in circles
Where the wind blows, runnin’ ’round in circles
The future is mine just the same
(Where the wind blows, runnin’ ’round in circles)
No master or gods to obey
(Where the wind blows, runnin’ ’round in circles)
I’ll make all the same mistakes
(Where the wind blows, runnin’ ’round in circles)
Over and over again
(Where the wind blows, runnin’ ’round in circles)
Over and over again
(Where the wind blows, runnin’ ’round in circles)
All our friends
All our lovers
All our babies
All our friends
All our lovers
All our babies
The future is mine just the same
(Where the wind blows, runnin’ ’round in circles)
No master or gods to obey
(Where the wind blows, runnin’ ’round in circles)
I’ll make all the same mistakes
(Where the wind blows, runnin’ ’round in circles)
Over and over again
(Where the wind blows, runnin’ ’round in circles)
Over and over again
(Where the wind blows, runnin’ ’round in circles)
I want what’s mine that once was yours
I want what’s mine that once was yours
You want what’s mine, I want what’s yours
I want what’s mine that once was yours
Over and over again
(Where the wind blows, runnin’ ’round in circles)
Over and over again
(Where the wind blows, runnin’ ’round in circles)
Over and over, over and over, over and over again
(Where the wind blows, runnin’ ’round in circles)
The future is mine just the same
No master or gods to obey
No Gods No Masters
Song by Garbage
Be kind, beware
Be good, don’t be scared
Nothing lasts and no one stays
The same forever so accept the change
Where the wind blows runnin’ ’round in circles
Where the wind blows runnin’ ’round in circles
The future is mine just the same
No master or gods to obey
I’ll make all the same mistakes
Save your prayers for yourself
‘Cause they don’t work and they don’t help
The things we do, the things we don’t
The things we love, the things we lost
Where the wind blows, runnin’ ’round in circles
Where the wind blows, runnin’ ’round in circles
The future is mine just the same
(Where the wind blows, runnin’ ’round in circles)
No master or gods to obey
(Where the wind blows, runnin’ ’round in circles)
I’ll make all the same mistakes
(Where the wind blows, runnin’ ’round in circles)
Over and over again
(Where the wind blows, runnin’ ’round in circles)
Over and over again
(Where the wind blows, runnin’ ’round in circles)
All our friends
All our lovers
All our babies
All our friends
All our lovers
All our babies
The future is mine just the same
(Where the wind blows, runnin’ ’round in circles)
No master or gods to obey
(Where the wind blows, runnin’ ’round in circles)
I’ll make all the same mistakes
(Where the wind blows, runnin’ ’round in circles)
Over and over again
(Where the wind blows, runnin’ ’round in circles)
Over and over again
(Where the wind blows, runnin’ ’round in circles)
I want what’s mine that once was yours
I want what’s mine that once was yours
You want what’s mine, I want what’s yours
I want what’s mine that once was yours
Over and over again
(Where the wind blows, runnin’ ’round in circles)
Over and over again
(Where the wind blows, runnin’ ’round in circles)
Over and over, over and over, over and over again
(Where the wind blows, runnin’ ’round in circles)
The future is mine just the same
No master or gods to obey
C’mon he JAX OFF
but he won’t tell her, for a long lonely 20 years
I’m Baack
with the old avatar
Lady Gaga supports 81
and so do I
The bond that holds this club together isn’t about love or brotherhood anymore. We lost that a long time ago. It’s just fear and greed now.
The Hell’s Angels began as world war 1 veterans, parachuting into a hellscape, now the streets outside our doors are the hellscape.
I think perhaps of all the things a police state can do to its citizens, distorting history is possibly the most pernicious.
Robert A. Heinlein