Some December 20 promise......
Why drink the water from my hand?
Contagious as you think I am
Just tilt my sun towards your domain.
Your cup runneth over again.
Dont scream about
Dont think aloud
Turn your head now baby
Just spit me out
Dont worry about
Dont speak of doubt
Turn your head now baby
Just spit me out
Why follow me to higher ground?
Lost as you swear I am.
Dont throw away your basic needs, Ambiance and vanity.
December promice you have unto me
December whispers of treachery
December clouds are now covering me
December songs no longer I sing
The pain is real, so is the hate I feel...not the hate I harbor, but the hate I feel.
One day you will turn around and see, things are not as they were thought to be...
I wonder if they will be there then to "help" you...
All I know is that I wont be there...
Have faith, be a hero, for a cause, and when the curtains fall and there stands no issue....you can bet that I wont be there to pass you a tissue.
Enjoy your "new" life....and your "new" friends babe....C'est la vie
Sassy...this is not about you...keep the faith, I am just resting...
Thursday, September 18, 2008
Thursday, July 24, 2008
Tuesday, July 22, 2008
Info on ASTHMA and allergies
Pat:
Take a look...
It is best in the AM and you can mix with OJ or any liquids. Try it for your sister to prove me wrong, or perhaps you will find some relief.
http://www.skepdic.com/comments/urinecom.html
Take a look...
It is best in the AM and you can mix with OJ or any liquids. Try it for your sister to prove me wrong, or perhaps you will find some relief.
http://www.skepdic.com/comments/urinecom.html
Saturday, February 2, 2008
Thank you for the things you've done for me.
Happiness walks slowly, with a cane.
Although inside I'm dancing to the moon,
Nearby many obstacles remain.
Kind help like yours those thorny thickets prune.
You are my willing ear, the peaceful sea
On which I sail my thoughts, the quiet tune
Underneath my laughter and my pain.
Tuesday, December 4, 2007
The past still hurts....hurts really bad
Lyrics From Imogen Heap - Hide and Seek
where are we?
what the hell is going on?
the dust has only just begun to fall
crop circles in the carpet
sinking feeling
spin me round again
and rub my eyes,
this can't be happening
when busy streets a mess with people
would stop to hold their heads - heavy
hide and seek
trains and sewing machines
all those years
they were here first
oily marks appear on walls
where pleasure moments hung before the takeover,
the sweeping insensitivity of this still life
hide and seek
trains and sewing machines
(oh, you won't catch me around here)
blood and tears
(hearts)
they were here first
Mmmm whacha say,
Mmmm that you only meant well?
well of course you did
Mmmm whacha say,
Mmmm that its all for the best?
Because it is
Mmmm whacha say?
Mmmm that it's just what we need
you decided this
whacha say?
Mmmm what did she say?
ransom notes keep falling out your mouth
mid-sweet talk,
newspaper word cut outs
speak no feeling no i don't believe you
you don't care a bit, you don't care a bit
(hide and seek)
ransom notes keep falling out your mouthmid-sweet talk,
newspaper word cut outs
(hide and seek)
speak no feeling no i don't believe you
you don't care a bit,
you don't care a
(you don't care a)
bit
(hide and seek)
oh no, you don't care a bit
oh no, you don't care a bit
(hide and seek)
oh no, you don't care a bit
you don't care a bit
you don't care a bit
where are we?
what the hell is going on?
the dust has only just begun to fall
crop circles in the carpet
sinking feeling
spin me round again
and rub my eyes,
this can't be happening
when busy streets a mess with people
would stop to hold their heads - heavy
hide and seek
trains and sewing machines
all those years
they were here first
oily marks appear on walls
where pleasure moments hung before the takeover,
the sweeping insensitivity of this still life
hide and seek
trains and sewing machines
(oh, you won't catch me around here)
blood and tears
(hearts)
they were here first
Mmmm whacha say,
Mmmm that you only meant well?
well of course you did
Mmmm whacha say,
Mmmm that its all for the best?
Because it is
Mmmm whacha say?
Mmmm that it's just what we need
you decided this
whacha say?
Mmmm what did she say?
ransom notes keep falling out your mouth
mid-sweet talk,
newspaper word cut outs
speak no feeling no i don't believe you
you don't care a bit, you don't care a bit
(hide and seek)
ransom notes keep falling out your mouthmid-sweet talk,
newspaper word cut outs
(hide and seek)
speak no feeling no i don't believe you
you don't care a bit,
you don't care a
(you don't care a)
bit
(hide and seek)
oh no, you don't care a bit
oh no, you don't care a bit
(hide and seek)
oh no, you don't care a bit
you don't care a bit
you don't care a bit
Wednesday, November 28, 2007
I'm getting static
pfttt..pfttt..Is there anyone there? Come in..come in....HELLO???
Calling my brother, come in brother are you there? Hmmm...sure hope
he made it home okay. We are trying to reach him to tell him how
much we love him very much. Well..perhaps through cyber space. Jen
Calling my brother, come in brother are you there? Hmmm...sure hope
he made it home okay. We are trying to reach him to tell him how
much we love him very much. Well..perhaps through cyber space. Jen
Tuesday, September 25, 2007
The Order of Things
I placed this poem in my blog the other day. It speaks volumes and I wanted to place it here too:
ORDER OF THINGS
There is a rightful order found
Beyond the things that seem to be,
Something beneath the surface seen
Hidden behind prevalent schemes.
I know this fact through feelings felt
in such relief that come to mind,
When in life I do my bit
And leave results to Spirit's will.
There is a rightful order found
In which Spirit our lives arrange,
Giving us what we rightly earn
With precision in circumstance,
Designed to rhyme and meet somehow
In a rightful order, time, and place.
From the Book - Poems of Life
To my wonderful Brother: where have you been my whole life? We are now the best of friends, and I am blessed to have this relationship with you now at this time in my life. I wish you peace and happiness Pat. All good things come to those who wait. I believe this with all my heart.
ORDER OF THINGS
There is a rightful order found
Beyond the things that seem to be,
Something beneath the surface seen
Hidden behind prevalent schemes.
I know this fact through feelings felt
in such relief that come to mind,
When in life I do my bit
And leave results to Spirit's will.
There is a rightful order found
In which Spirit our lives arrange,
Giving us what we rightly earn
With precision in circumstance,
Designed to rhyme and meet somehow
In a rightful order, time, and place.
From the Book - Poems of Life
To my wonderful Brother: where have you been my whole life? We are now the best of friends, and I am blessed to have this relationship with you now at this time in my life. I wish you peace and happiness Pat. All good things come to those who wait. I believe this with all my heart.
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