Kohnkebyhand, Phoenix, AZ (2026)

12/07/2025

She Would Make a Great...ummmm ok ok ok Never mind.....

CAN’T LET GO: Rosie O'Donnell fled to Ireland after President Trump's victory but admits she still "can't resist" her fixation on him from across the pond. The actress and comedian revealed she couldn’t last hours after promising her therapist she’d take a break from posting about him on social media.

12/07/2025

" Punkin Kitty" If Your blood is Orange...See a DR.

Panther of the Blood Moon

Under the fierce red moon,
a panther sits in silence—
its body carved with the spirals
of night wind and forgotten prayers.

Golden eyes burn softly,
holding the wisdom
of hunters who walked
long before names were spoken.

Its shadow moves like water,
its breath like a hidden drum,
steady and ancient—
the heartbeat of a land
that remembers everything.

In the dark,
where fear grows wild,
the panther is unbroken—
a guardian of thresholds,
a keeper of paths
we dare to walk only in dreams.

O Moon-Lit Panther,
teach us the courage
to stay still in the storm,
to see with the eyes of spirit,
to walk the unseen trails
that lead back to ourselves.

For in your quiet strength,
the night becomes a teacher,
and in your presence,
the soul stands tall again.
👉Artist and the storyteller : Solis Hue

12/07/2025

Nahhhh "Punkin Kitty". If Your blood is orange, See a Dr.!!!

Panther of the Blood Moon

Under the fierce red moon,
a panther sits in silence—
its body carved with the spirals
of night wind and forgotten prayers.

Golden eyes burn softly,
holding the wisdom
of hunters who walked
long before names were spoken.

Its shadow moves like water,
its breath like a hidden drum,
steady and ancient—
the heartbeat of a land
that remembers everything.

In the dark,
where fear grows wild,
the panther is unbroken—
a guardian of thresholds,
a keeper of paths
we dare to walk only in dreams.

O Moon-Lit Panther,
teach us the courage
to stay still in the storm,
to see with the eyes of spirit,
to walk the unseen trails
that lead back to ourselves.

For in your quiet strength,
the night becomes a teacher,
and in your presence,
the soul stands tall again.
👉Artist and the storyteller : Solis Hue

12/07/2025

No NOT CLAW the water!!!

If only for a few minutes, I can’t resist.

12/07/2025

Our REAL AMERICA

After a long, punishing shift deep beneath the earth, Kentucky miner Michael McGuire rose from the coal mine coated in dust from head to boots. Every muscle in his body begged for rest, and a hot shower felt like the only thing that could bring him back to life.

But he remembered his promise to his little boy: “I’ll be at the game with you.”

There was no time to go home. No time to clean up. So Michael climbed into his truck—still in his work clothes, skin smudged with coal—and drove straight to the Kentucky Wildcats game.

When he walked into the stadium, people paused and stared. Not with judgment, but with quiet recognition of something rare. He found his son in the crowd, and the boy’s face lit up the whole room. To that child, his father wasn’t dirty or worn out—he was a hero, a man who showed up no matter what. ❤️

A stranger captured a photo of the two sitting side by side. Within days, it spread everywhere. Folks saw more than a miner and a ballgame—they saw devotion, sacrifice, and the kind of love that keeps a promise even when the body is tired.

Sometimes the strongest stories come from ordinary people who choose their families first. 💙