ALL bud is not created equal |
All weed is not created equal. There are different grades or tiers of weed and of course within those grades is an abundant of strands. There or in my opinion there are 4 different grades of weed. 1. ...
Posted by Shine on Fri, 10 Nov 2006 12:20:00 PST |
Road to One Love |
I look out at the night sky and i see distant fire something seemingly far but inevitaibly close. Its comming, we feel it. they had warnings they cryed out but no one listoned....well, did we hear? di...
Posted by Shine on Sat, 30 Sep 2006 08:47:00 PST |
when one speaks |
When one speaks.When one speaks of Unity, what dose he speak of. People getting along, Things going good? Or keeping everyone happy? NO Unity is a group that becomes one. Formed like cords on rope to ...
Posted by Shine on Fri, 16 Jun 2006 01:34:00 PST |
feels good |
it feels good to put words to music you wrote. Its like watching a child be born and grow up right in front of you. It feels even better when a song helps you put words to something that you didnt k...
Posted by Shine on Sat, 10 Jun 2006 02:05:00 PST |
undifined |
Leave for a journey to a place undefined Get lost in the moment and have a good time But I been here so many times.. You caught me off balance with one look in your eyes And I.always try to be prepare...
Posted by Shine on Sat, 10 Jun 2006 01:43:00 PST |
a good start |
well tonight was wierd. I dont know where to start. I feel like i should write something insightfull but......I dont want to waste words. Sometimes i feel like i talk to much. I say things just to be...
Posted by Shine on Sat, 10 Jun 2006 03:32:00 PST |
finding and living |
The wind the sun on a warm afternoon. Trapped in a box and stuck in a room. Perception, is deception in this life of mine. Life is what you make it and peace is what you find. not givin thru livin...
Posted by Shine on Fri, 09 Jun 2006 04:06:00 PST |
Same ole' ish |
Same ole' writing, igniting, exciting a riot of a storm. the Norm gets bored so looks toward the right side of the backside of the mind. Unkind rewind a flash of pain when I touch when I hear the soun...
Posted by Shine on Sat, 03 Jun 2006 12:11:00 PST |
Message to the sun |
Can you feel the rain fall down, on the ground, hear the sound of the makings of deep love with the starts and sky the birds fly over me, the water spills over me. Swimming underneath the air is foul,...
Posted by Shine on Fri, 02 Jun 2006 10:26:00 PST |
day thinking |
understanding? Demanding? what is my mood ? somewhere in the middle, why do i have to choose? Dont put me in a corner, even if its where i belong, trying to vibe out to my favorate song, all day long ...
Posted by Shine on Wed, 31 May 2006 07:27:00 PST |
