Nazca Lines of Peru, Etched into the driest desert in the world. The mysterious lines and figures of Nazca in Southern Peru are invisible from the ground.  Thought to have been made by the Nazca people, who flourished between 200 BC and 700 AD, in fact, these huge drawings were not discovered until the 1930s. The Nazca Lines include straight lines and geometric shapes as well as stylized depictions of animals, humans and plants. The figures include: monkey, condor, round-headed human (known as “the astronaut”), another human figure, spider, hummingbird, hands, tree.

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A US appeals court has debated in whether or not a monkey can own the copyright to a selfie.

In 2015, People for the Ethical Treatment of Animals )Peta) filed a suit against Mr. Slater, a wildlife photographer, on behalf of the macaque monkey.

Peta claimed that the animal was the rightful owner of the copyright.

Mr. Slater’s camera was used by a six year old male monkey named Naruto to take a selfie.

How to proceed in such a case? Can they or not any rights? Have a look at them and judge yourself …

On the stage
of glistening light of waves
a graceful queen in black gown
emerges
from some classic play

Eyes
of possessed men
and envious women
all stare at her unadorned yet exquisite
shiny black neck

When she gently straightens the arc of her neck
the world seems to be stretching with her
and suddenly brightens

by William Marr

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I saw a woman with red hair,
who left me caught in quite the stare.
While she ran her fingers through that red hair,
while she was just standing there.

That red haired woman standing there,
who ran her fingers through that red hair.
That red haired woman she drove me wild,
when she flashed that devilish smile.

That woman with red hair,
her gaze stripped me, left me bare.
That woman with red hair I made her mine.
And so together, we spent our time.

That red haired woman, how she made me feel inside.
Everytime I saw her, I felt I had just died.
That red haired woman, she was a heaven to me.
She could fill any that was empty.

That woman with red hair, she could not be tamed.
Her flowing essence, would never drain.
That woman with red hair, a free spirit of her own.
The greatest thing, I have ever known.

That red haired woman, who always got her way.
So to her, belonged each day.
That red haired woman, who had me trained.
and so soon, I was the one who was chained.

That woman with red hair, who was head to toe insane.
And had to cause so, way to much pain.
That woman with red hair, with whom I came to a bad end.
In a heartbeat, I’d do it all again.

by © Grobb Johnson

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