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Music is...
Music is the abysmal rainbow that bridges endless galaxies.
Music is evolution, the seed of change.
Music existed and exists with or without human beings.
No race invented music.
Music is a form of energy, like the sun.
Music is the voice through which spirits speak, using a language beyond words or notes.
Music is the cry of life and death at birth and conception.
Music passes through some while others reject the image.
Music is the rhythm of butterflies.
Music is justice.
Music cannot be taught. Music is alive.
The best music teacher is an oak tree.
Music is the fertilizer and the seed.
Music is silence
There is no music in capitalism and imperialism.
Music is the answer and the question.
Particles of music cannot be measured by scientific instruments.
Music vibrates.
Music sometimes manifests itself as sound.
Musics only wish is the well-being of all human beings.
Music exists to feed the spirit.
Music is no war, not ever, for any reason.
Music must save the day.
Another Dumb Poem...
Not another dumb poem about love?
Not another broken heart. Singing their songs of blues.
Another heart broken woman waiting in the wind for her dream lover.
Not another dumb poem about a loved one dying, people crying.
Get over it I say.
I don't know the true meaning of love? Or if I can even love.
Another dumb poem tweaking their love life into happy endings.
Well, my friend, my story doesn't end in another dumb poem.
My happy ending hasn't come yet.
Or will I get a happy ending?
Not another dumb poem about some handsome prince meeting his fair lady.
Not another dumb poem ending in laughter and rejoicing.
Some dumb poem talking about their riches and their love life.
Some dumb poem.
Where's my happy ending? Where's my rainbow? Where's my love?
Another dumb poem, another happy ending.
Riddle me this. Riddle me that.
And you'll get no happy endings.
Hardcore real life stuff, live from my head.
Not another dumb poem? Not another happy ending?
So when you read another dumb poem, about some handsome prince
sweeping a fair lady off of her feet.
Just remember my poem.
For this is not another dumb poem.
It's real life!
Cold Reality...
Hate is Love in a way only friends show,
Cold stares linger on the walls of deception,
A broken soul to wither to dark skies,
The reality seeping through my mind,
Clashing hearts,
Yet one of a kind.
Crucified words,
To the point that nothing,
Means something.
Boyfriends....
You can never please them,
You try so hard to impress... But then SWOOSH!
One day they love you, the next day they dump you. When its all said and done,
You wish you'd never dated that sorry son...
Met his parents they sure liked you.
Whats wrong with mamas little boy?
He said he loved me... Maybe not...
Now the only thing I wanna do is hit him over the head, with a pot...
I should never have met him!
I shouldn't have given a care!
When he told me so sweetly that I had pretty hair...
He was so loose,
Maybe, just maybe, I should have tightened his noose.
Was being a ball-and-chain...
Really worth all this pain?
I have blocked him from my mind
*Sigh* He sure was one of a kind...
Boys are so hard so understand
That maybe... they should be banned...
Boy... I wish I had a man...
Lovesickened...
I chose to cry because of the angels deserving to die
trying to hold me back from our sea of romance
ever since I screwed up what you wanted of the love
that you souly desired that i will never be able to make it up to you
and yet the sickness of wanting you I enslaved upon us
yet I dream of you blossoming through the fields of rose
ever since you sent me down that path of no return
and I hear the spirit of darkness coming to me
and to find me and take me down to hell
and I still yet not never hope that you are waiting for him
to take you to me so we can remain together forever
let you not decieve me decieve me once again
Human EntrapmentÃ¢€Â¦
Love is all
unsatisfied.
That cannot take the whole
body and soul,
and that is what Jane said.
Take the sour
if you take me.
I can scoff and lour
and scold for an hour.
ThatÃ¢€™s certainly the case, said he.
Naked I lay
the grass my bed.
Naked and hidden away
on that black day,
and that is what Jane said.
What can be shown.
What true love be.
All could be known or shown
if time were but gone.
ThatÃ¢€™s certainly the case, said he.
Dominica, West Indies
Zofingen, Switzerland
Mt. Washington, New Hampshire
Spring 2006
Wildflowers ~ Bethlehem, Pa.
Sheridan June 21, 2006
Ominous 2006
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Beer Pong ~ Philly Style
What you need:
2 balls
2 teams of 2 people
big table
a lot of beer
14 cups
Rules 1. Line cups up 6 on each side (other 2 are to wash balls off) - line up starting with 3 then 2 then 1 kind of like bowling pins.
2. U can either bounce it in or throw it in the cup.
3. Ball goes in cup opposite team has to drink the cup.
4. Both members of the team shoot. If both players on the same team make it in they get the balls back and get a chance to do it again. whoever has cups left wins the game and the winner stays.
5. Side notes - after 2 bounces u may block the shot and u are aloud to try to blow the ball out of the cup with your mouth. if a cup is knocked off the table the opposing team has to drink it .
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Lost and Found

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The sailboat Ride

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