The Lighthouse | Sea poem/toast speech

"Should pale death with treble dread

Make the ocean caves our bed,

God who hear'st the surges roll,

Deign to save our suppliant soul."

The Cloths of Heaven

...

I have spread my dreams under your feet;
Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.

W. B. Yeats

I dont know where to start ...

Libyan Oil

Compensation Funds

Anthony Bourdain - RIP

Bruno - RIP

The emperor is naked !!!

Lost in Light

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HHLnnXgDUgc