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Wednesday, February 1, 2012
Monday, January 30, 2012
And the ways of the old, old winds blowing you back 'round
Now the pale morning sings of forgotten things
She plays a tune for those who wish to overlook
The fact that they've been blindly deceived
By those who preach and pray and teach
But she falls short and the night explodes in laughter
But don't you come here and say I didn't warn you
About the way your world can alter
And oh how you try to command it all still
Every single time it all shifts one way or the other
i bought their album the other weekend and have been listening nonstop. just listen. just watch. poetic sceneries and lyrical senses. the Mother's essence playing along from beginning to end. i am mesmerized by the magic and beauty combined.
*** wisdom, compassion, peace, and love ***
Sunday, January 29, 2012
Without coffee

might as well go back to sleep without sleep or well, at least wish you were back in bed sleeping.
Thursday, January 26, 2012
Tuesday, January 24, 2012
Monday, January 23, 2012
Sunday, January 22, 2012
Thursday, January 19, 2012
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