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re: mist & morning dew

Postby hanshan » Tue Aug 09, 2005 12:36 pm

<!--EZCODE IMAGE START--><img src="http://www.educnet.education.fr/lettres/pratique/vie2.gif" style="border:0;"/><!--EZCODE IMAGE END--><br><!--EZCODE IMAGE START--><img src="http://lecoeurevanaissant.free.fr/images/Fum%E9e%20d'ambre%20gris.jpg" style="border:0;"/><!--EZCODE IMAGE END--><br><!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="color:blue;font-family:comic sans ms;font-size:xx-small;">We both have our hands to give <br>Take mine I shall lead you afar <br><br>I have lived several times my face <br>has changed <br>With every threshold I have crossed<br> and every hand clasped Familial <br>springtime was reborn <br>Keeping for itself and for me its <br>perishable snow <br>Death and the betrothed <br>The future with five fingers clenched <br>and letting go <br><br>My age always gave me <br>New reasons for living through others <br>For having the blood of man other's <br>heart in mine <br><br>Oh the lucid fellow I was and that I <br>am <br>Before the pallor of frail blind girls <br>Lovelier than the delicate worn moon <br>so fair <br>By the reflection of life's ways <br>A trail of moss anf trees <br>Of mist and morning dew <br>Of the young body which does not<br> rise alone <br>To its place on earth <br>Wind cold and rain cradle it <br>Summer makes a man of it <br><br>Presesence is my virtue in each <br>visible hand <br>Only death is solitude <br>From delight to fury from fury to <br>clarity <br>I make myself whole through all<br> beings <br>Through all weather on the earth and <br>in the clouds <br>Through the passing seasons I am <br>young <br>And strong for having lived <br>I am young my blood rises over my <br>ruins <br><br>We have our hands to entwine<br> Nothing can ever seduce better <br>Than our bonding to each other a <br>forest <br>Returning earth to sky and the sky to <br>night <br><br>To the night which prepares an <br>unending day.</span><!--EZCODE FONT END--> <br><!--EZCODE IMAGE START--><img src="http://www.ifa.de/kunst/ernst/pics/interieur.gif" style="border:0;"/><!--EZCODE IMAGE END--><br><!--EZCODE IMAGE START--><img src="http://www.iphotocentral.com/Photos/martingordon_Images/Full/6588.jpg" style="border:0;"/><!--EZCODE IMAGE END--><br><br> <p></p><i></i>
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re: mist & morning dew

Postby hanshan » Tue Aug 09, 2005 12:40 pm

<!--EZCODE IMAGE START--><img src="http://www.educnet.education.fr/lettres/pratique/vie2.gif" style="border:0;"/><!--EZCODE IMAGE END--><br><!--EZCODE IMAGE START--><img src="http://lecoeurevanaissant.free.fr/images/Fum%E9e%20d'ambre%20gris.jpg" style="border:0;"/><!--EZCODE IMAGE END--><br><!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="color:blue;font-family:comic sans ms;font-size:xx-small;">We both have our hands to give <br>Take mine I shall lead you afar <br><br>I have lived several times my face <br>has changed <br>With every threshold I have crossed<br> and every hand clasped Familial <br>springtime was reborn <br>Keeping for itself and for me its <br>perishable snow <br>Death and the betrothed <br>The future with five fingers clenched <br>and letting go <br><br>My age always gave me <br>New reasons for living through others <br>For having the blood of man other's <br>heart in mine <br><br>Oh the lucid fellow I was and that I <br>am <br>Before the pallor of frail blind girls <br>Lovelier than the delicate worn moon <br>so fair <br>By the reflection of life's ways <br>A trail of moss anf trees <br>Of mist and morning dew <br>Of the young body which does not<br> rise alone <br>To its place on earth <br>Wind cold and rain cradle it <br>Summer makes a man of it <br><br>Presesence is my virtue in each <br>visible hand <br>Only death is solitude <br>From delight to fury from fury to <br>clarity <br>I make myself whole through all<br> beings <br>Through all weather on the earth and <br>in the clouds <br>Through the passing seasons I am <br>young <br>And strong for having lived <br>I am young my blood rises over my <br>ruins <br><br>We have our hands to entwine<br> Nothing can ever seduce better <br>Than our bonding to each other a <br>forest <br>Returning earth to sky and the sky to <br>night <br><br>To the night which prepares an <br>unending day.</span><!--EZCODE FONT END--> <br><!--EZCODE IMAGE START--><img src="http://www.ifa.de/kunst/ernst/pics/interieur.gif" style="border:0;"/><!--EZCODE IMAGE END--><br><!--EZCODE IMAGE START--><img src="http://www.iphotocentral.com/Photos/martingordon_Images/Full/6588.jpg" style="border:0;"/><!--EZCODE IMAGE END--><br><br> <p></p><i></i>
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crown of creation

Postby griffy034 » Tue Aug 09, 2005 5:40 pm

<!--EZCODE IMAGE START--><img src="http://children.ofthenight.org/albums/images/5736f.jpg" style="border:0;"/><!--EZCODE IMAGE END--><br><br><br><!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="color:maroon;font-family:century gothic;">House at Pooneil Corners<br><br>You & me we keep walkin' around & we see<br>All the bullshit around us<br>You try & keep your mind on what's going down<br>Can't help but see the rhinocerous around us<br>& you wonder what you can do<br>& you do what you can<br>To get balled & high<br>& you know I'm still goin' need you around<br>& you know I'm still goin' need you around<br>You say it's healing but nobody's feeling it<br>Somebody's dealing - somebody's stealing it<br>You say you don't see & you don't<br>You say you won't know & you won't let it come<br>Everything someday will be gone except silence<br>Earth will be quiet again<br>Seas from clouds will wash off the ashes of violence<br>Left as the memory of men<br>There will be no survivor my friend<br>Suddenly everyone will look surprised<br>Stars spinning wheels in the skies<br>Sun is scrambled in their eyes<br>While the moon circles like a vulture<br>Someone stood at a window & cried<br>One tear I thought that should stop a war<br>But someone is killing me<br>& that's the last hour to think anymore<br>Jelly & juice & bubbles - bubbles on the floor<br>Castles on the cliffs vanish<br>Cliffs like heaps of rubbish<br>Seen from the stars hour by hour<br>As splintered scraps & black powder<br>From here to heaven is a scar<br>Dead center - deep as death<br>All the idiots have left<br>Epitaph<br>The cows are almost cooing<br>Turtle doves are mooing<br>Which is why a poo is pooing<br>In the sun<br>Sun.<br></span><!--EZCODE FONT END--> <p></p><i></i>
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Re:In mist & morning dew Tabhair domh do lamh

Postby seemslikeadream » Wed Aug 10, 2005 10:43 am

<!--EZCODE IMAGE START--><img src="http://images.windowsmedia.com/img/prov_w/300_80/080688595128.jpg" style="border:0;"/><!--EZCODE IMAGE END--><br><!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="color:teal;font-family:comic sans ms;font-size:xx-small;"><!--EZCODE ITALIC START--><em>Yaweh look now on me<br>Clouded the sky I see<br>Make my eyes crystal clear<br>Walk with me to the water<br>Tabhair domh do lamh<br>Tabhair domh do lamh<br>Tabhair domh do lamh<br>Yaweh You gave me love <br>Cradle this flame above<br>Rest Your hands upon my head<br>Lead me down to the water<br>Tabhair domh do lamh<br>Tabhair domh do lamh<br>Tabhair domh do lamh<br>Yaweh make me Your stream <br>Place me inside Your dream<br>Touch my mouth, softly call<br>Take me out to the water<br>Tabhair domh do lamh<br>Tabhair domh do lamh<br>Tabhair domh do lamh (Give me your hand)</em><!--EZCODE ITALIC END--></span><!--EZCODE FONT END--><br><br><br><!--EZCODE IMAGE START--><img src="http://fog.ccsf.org/~jcarpent/images/Hindu%20Art%20and%20Manuscript%20Painting/Krishna_Awaiting_Radha.jpg" style="border:0;"/><!--EZCODE IMAGE END--><br><br><!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="color:teal;font-family:comic sans ms;font-size:xx-small;"><!--EZCODE ITALIC START--><em>Krishna waits for Radha:<br>My moon-faced one,<br>I am waiting<br>to make our bed ready,<br>to gather lotus petals–<br>your body will press them,<br>hidden from even friendly eyes...<br>Come, the sweet breeze from the sandalwoods<br>censes our trysting place...</em><!--EZCODE ITALIC END--><br><!--EZCODE IMAGE START--><img src="http://www.ojasvi.kiev.ua/foto/Krishna3/big/Krsna&Gopis.jpg" style="border:0;"/><!--EZCODE IMAGE END--><br><!--EZCODE ITALIC START--><em>Radha resents Krishna's dalliances with other Gopis and becomes angry.<br>She refuses to go to him. But Radha then realizes how much she loves Krishna:<br>Suddenly I am afraid. <br>At any moment, Kanu's [Krishna's] love for me may cease. <br>A building can collapse because of a single flaw— <br>who knows in what ways I, who desire to be <br>a palace for his pleasure, may be faulty? <br>And few are those who can restore what once is broken . . . <br>Distracted, I wander from place to place, everywhere finding <br>only anxiety. Oh, to see his smile!<br>My love, whoever brings down the house of our love<br>will have murdered a woman!</em><!--EZCODE ITALIC END--></span><!--EZCODE FONT END--><br><!--EZCODE IMAGE START--><img src="http://images.exoticindia.com/hindu/hb28.jpg" style="border:0;"/><!--EZCODE IMAGE END--><br><!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="color:teal;font-family:comic sans ms;font-size:xx-small;"><!--EZCODE ITALIC START--><em>Radha then longs for reunion with Krishna:<br>Let the earth of my body be mixed with the earth my beloved walks on. <br>Let the fire of my body be the brightness in the mirror that reflects his face. <br>Let the water of my body join the waters of the lotus pool he bathes in. <br>Let the breath of my body be air lapping his tired limbs. <br>Let me be sky, and moving through me that cloud-dark Shyama, my beloved.</em><!--EZCODE ITALIC END--></span><!--EZCODE FONT END--><br><br><br><!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="color:teal;font-family:comic sans ms;font-size:xx-small;"><!--EZCODE ITALIC START--><em>....hanshan</em><!--EZCODE ITALIC END--></span><!--EZCODE FONT END--> <p></p><i></i>
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re: Standing on the corner/all you sweet girls ....

Postby hanshan » Wed Aug 10, 2005 12:57 pm

<!--EZCODE IMAGE START--><img src="http://www.easterwood.org/hmmn/images/pregnancyukiyoe3cropS.jpg" style="border:0;"/><!--EZCODE IMAGE END--><br><!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="color:blue;font-family:comic sans ms;font-size:xx-small;">Here she comes, you better watch your step<br>She's going to break your heart in two, it's true<br>It's not hard to realize<br>Just look into her false colored eyes<br>She builds you up to just put you down, what a clown</span><!--EZCODE FONT END--><br><!--EZCODE IMAGE START--><img src="http://www.loc.gov/exhibits/ukiyo-e/images/43as.jpg" style="border:0;"/><!--EZCODE IMAGE END--><br><!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="color:blue;font-family:comic sans ms;font-size:xx-small;">'Cause everybody knows (She's a femme fatale)<br>The things she does to please (She's a femme fatale)<br>She's just a little tease (She's a femme fatale)<br>See the way she walks<br>Hear the way she talks</span><!--EZCODE FONT END--><!--EZCODE IMAGE START--><img src="http://www.loc.gov/exhibits/ukiyo-e/images/8719s.jpg" style="border:0;"/><!--EZCODE IMAGE END--><br><!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="color:blue;font-family:comic sans ms;font-size:xx-small;">You're written in her book<br>You're number 37, have a look<br>She's going to smile to make you frown, what a clown<br>Little boy, she's from the street<br>Before you start, you're already beat<br>She's gonna play you for a fool, yes it's true</span><!--EZCODE FONT END--><!--EZCODE IMAGE START--><img src="http://www.forbesbookclub.com/bookimages/ingram/907/482/9074822452.gif" style="border:0;"/><!--EZCODE IMAGE END--><!--EZCODE IMAGE START--><img src="http://www.oldgalleries.com/items/265526/catphoto.jpg" style="border:0;"/><!--EZCODE IMAGE END--><br><!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="color:blue;font-family:comic sans ms;font-size:xx-small;">'Cause everybody knows (She's a femme fatale)<br>The things she does to please (She's a femme fatale)<br>She's just a little tease (She's a femme fatale)<br>See the way she walks<br>Hear the way she talks</span><!--EZCODE FONT END--><br><!--EZCODE IMAGE START--><img src="http://www.tenthousandwaves.com/store/doghouse.jpg" style="border:0;"/><!--EZCODE IMAGE END--><br><!--EZCODE IMAGE START--><img src="http://www.cewm.org/images2004/monkey_king.jpg" style="border:0;"/><!--EZCODE IMAGE END--><br><br><br><!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="color:blue;font-family:comic sans ms;font-size:xx-small;">....</span><!--EZCODE FONT END--><br><br> <p></p><i></i>
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Re: Searchin' for the place, weary-eyed

Postby seemslikeadream » Thu Aug 11, 2005 10:25 am

<!--EZCODE IMAGE START--><img src="http://www.webdigital.de/galerie/data/528/2white_owl.jpg" style="border:0;"/><!--EZCODE IMAGE END--><br><br><!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="color:teal;font-family:comic sans ms;font-size:xx-small;"><!--EZCODE ITALIC START--><em>Yes sir <br>Well the bigger the city, well the brighter the lights <br>The bigger the dog, well the harder the bite <br>I don't know where you been last night <br>But I think mama, you ain't doin' right <br><br>Say I know a little <br>I know a little about it <br>I know a little <br>I know a little 'bout it <br>I know a little 'bout love <br>And baby I can guess the rest <br><br>Well now I don't read that daily news <br>'Cause it ain't hard to figure <br>Where people get the blues <br>They can't dig what they can't use <br>If they stick to themselves <br>They'd be much less abused <br><br>Play me a little, oh yeah <br>Yeah <br><br>Well if you want me to be your only man <br>Said listen up mama, teach you all I can <br>Do right baby, by your man <br>Don't worry mama, teach you all I can <br><br>Well I know a little 'bout love <br>Baby I want your best</em><!--EZCODE ITALIC END--></span><!--EZCODE FONT END--> <br><!--EZCODE IMAGE START--><img src="http://kauaipaintings.com/images/WhiteBird.jpg" style="border:0;"/><!--EZCODE IMAGE END--><br><!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="color:teal;font-family:comic sans ms;font-size:xx-small;"><!--EZCODE ITALIC START--><em>Don't take her for granted, she had<br>a hard time<br>Don't misunderstand her or play<br>with her mind<br>Treat her so gently, it will pay you<br>in time<br>You've gotta know she's the<br>sensitive kind<br><br>Tell her you love her each and<br>every night<br>You will discover she will treat<br>you right<br>If you believe, I know you will find<br>There ain't nothin' like the<br>sensitive kind<br><br>She gets so lonely waitin' for you<br>You are the only thing to help<br>her through<br>Don't take her for granted<br>She has a hard time<br>You got to know she's the<br>sensitive kind<br>You got to know she's the<br>sensitive kind</em><!--EZCODE ITALIC END--></span><!--EZCODE FONT END--><br><!--EZCODE IMAGE START--><img src="http://www.fingers.co.nz/exhibitors/images/Freeman_SP_1_640.jpg" style="border:0;"/><!--EZCODE IMAGE END--><br><br><!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="color:teal;font-family:comic sans ms;font-size:xx-small;"><!--EZCODE ITALIC START--><em>Walkin' down the street, smoggy-eyed<br>Looking at the sky, starry-eyed<br>Searchin' for the place, weary-eyed<br>Crying in the night, teary-eyed<br><br>Don't you know that it's true<br>That for me and for you<br>The world is a ghetto<br><br>Don't you know that it's true<br>That for me and for you<br>The world is a ghetto<br><br>Wonder when I'll find paradise<br>Somewhere there's a home sweet and nice<br>Wonder if I'll find happiness<br>Never give it up now I guess<br><br>Don't you know that it's true<br>That for me and for you<br>The world is a ghetto<br><br>Don't you know that it's true<br>That for me and for you<br>The world is a ghetto<br><br>There's no need to search anywhere<br>Happiness is here, have your share<br>If you know you're loved, be secure<br>Paradise is love to be sure<br><br>Don't you know that it's true<br>That for me and for you<br>The world is a ghetto<br><br>Don't you know that it's true<br>That for me and for you<br>The world is a ghetto</em><!--EZCODE ITALIC END--></span><!--EZCODE FONT END--><br><br><!--EZCODE IMAGE START--><img src="http://www.davebeckerman.com/imagesColor/WhiteBird.jpg" style="border:0;"/><!--EZCODE IMAGE END--><br><br><!--EZCODE IMAGE START--><img src="http://www.kawachi.zaq.ne.jp/yamada/whiteowl1.jpg" style="border:0;"/><!--EZCODE IMAGE END--><br><!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="color:teal;font-family:comic sans ms;font-size:xx-small;"><!--EZCODE ITALIC START--><em>White bird in a golden cage<br>On a winter's day, in the rain<br>White bird in a golden cage<br>Alone.<br><br>The leaves blow 'cross the long black road<br>To the darkened sky, in its rage<br>But the white bird just sits in her cage<br>Unknown.<br><br>White bird must fly or she will die<br>The white bird dreams of the aspen tree<br>With her dying leaves turning gold<br>But the white bird just sits in her cage<br>Growing old<br><br>White bird must fly or she will die<br>White bird must fly or she will die</em><!--EZCODE ITALIC END--></span><!--EZCODE FONT END--><br><!--EZCODE IMAGE START--><img src="http://www.bmasse.com/Images/beautiful_day.jpg" style="border:0;"/><!--EZCODE IMAGE END--><br><!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="color:teal;font-family:comic sans ms;font-size:xx-small;"><!--EZCODE ITALIC START--><em>The sunsets come, the sunsets go<br>The clouds float by, the earth turns slow<br>And a young bird's eyes do always glow<br>And she must fly<br>And she must fly<br>And she must fly<br><br>White bird in a golden cage<br>On a winter's day, in the rain<br>White bird in a golden cage<br>Alone.<br><br>White bird must fly or she will die<br>White bird must fly or she will die<br>White bird must fly or she will die<br>White bird must fly.</em><!--EZCODE ITALIC END--></span><!--EZCODE FONT END--> <br><br><!--EZCODE IMAGE START--><img src="http://www.exoticindiaart.com/artimages/pc26.jpg" style="border:0;"/><!--EZCODE IMAGE END--><br><br><!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="color:teal;font-family:comic sans ms;font-size:xx-small;"><br><!--EZCODE ITALIC START--><em>Mais nous pouvons faire ce que nous voulons<br>J’aurai toujours faim de toi</em><!--EZCODE ITALIC END--></span><!--EZCODE FONT END--> <p></p><i></i>
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re:no need to search anywhere/Happiness is here...

Postby hanshan » Thu Aug 11, 2005 12:08 pm

<!--EZCODE IMAGE START--><img src="http://www.uncg.edu/rom/courses/dafein/civ/lascaux.gif" style="border:0;"/><!--EZCODE IMAGE END--><br><!--EZCODE IMAGE START--><img src="http://individual.utoronto.ca/CLA160Y/Images/Lascaux4.jpg" style="border:0;"/><!--EZCODE IMAGE END--><br><!--EZCODE IMAGE START--><img src="http://members.shaw.ca/save-wild-horses/lascaux.gif" style="border:0;"/><!--EZCODE IMAGE END--><br><!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="color:blue;font-family:comic sans ms;font-size:xx-small;">I should'a quit you, long time ago<br>I should'a quit you, baby, long time ago<br>I should'a quit you, and went on to Mexico<br><br>If I ha'da followed, my first mind<br>If I ha'da followed, my first mind<br>I'd'a been gone, since my second time<br><br>I should'a went on, when my friend come from Mexico at me<br>I should'a went on, when my friend come from Mexico at me<br>I was foolin' with ya baby, I let ya put me on the killin' floor<br><br>Lord knows, I should'a been gone<br>Lord knows, I should'a been gone<br>And I wouldn't've been here, down on the killin' floor</span><!--EZCODE FONT END--><br><!--EZCODE IMAGE START--><img src="http://www.peregrinefund.org/Explore_Raptors/hawks/media/harhawk4.jpg" style="border:0;"/><!--EZCODE IMAGE END--><br><!--EZCODE IMAGE START--><img src="http://www.eyeofidaho.com/eyeosprey.jpg" style="border:0;"/><!--EZCODE IMAGE END--><br><br><br><!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="color:blue;font-family:comic sans ms;font-size:xx-small;">....</span><!--EZCODE FONT END--> <p></p><i></i>
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Re: Happiness is here...take a dip on the shore

Postby seemslikeadream » Fri Aug 12, 2005 11:09 am

<!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="color:teal;font-family:comic sans ms;font-size:xx-small;"><!--EZCODE ITALIC START--><em>It's the same kind of story<br>That seems to come down from long ago<br>Two friends having coffee together<br>When something flies by their window<br>It might be out on that lawn<br>Which is wide, at least half of a playing field<br>Because there's no explaining what your imagination<br>Can make you see and feel<br>Seems like a dream<br>They got me hypnotized<br>Now it's not a meaningless question<br>To ask if they've been and gone<br>I remember a talk about North<br>Carolina and a strange, strange pond<br>You see the sides were like glass<br>In the thick of a forest without a road<br>And if any man's ever made that land<br>Then I think it would've showed<br>Seems like a dream<br>They got me hypnotized<br>They say there's a place down in Mexico<br>Where a man can fly over mountains and hills<br>And he don't need an airplane or some kind of engine<br>And he never will<br>Now you know it's a meaningless question<br>To ask if those stories are right<br>'Cause what matters most if the feeling<br>You get when you're hypnotized<br>Seems like a dream<br>They got me hypnotized</em><!--EZCODE ITALIC END--></span><!--EZCODE FONT END--><br><br><!--EZCODE IMAGE START--><img src="http://www.dinahsatterwhite.com.nyud.net:8090/Infrared%20WM%20jpegs/Bainbridge%20Driftwood%20INF%20WM.jpg" style="border:0;"/><!--EZCODE IMAGE END--><br><br><!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="color:teal;font-family:comic sans ms;font-size:xx-small;"><!--EZCODE ITALIC START--><em>Just like the driftwood of a dream<br>Left of the seashore of sleep<br>Just like the words that wouldn't rhyme<br>Lost in the desert of time<br>Time waits for no one at all<br>No, not even you<br>You thought you'd seen it all before<br>You really thought you knew<br><!--EZCODE IMAGE START--><img src="http://www.otto-graf.com.nyud.net:8090/images/Driftwood-Second-Beach001.jpg" style="border:0;"/><!--EZCODE IMAGE END--><br>I don't remember what was said<br>In the confusion that night<br>I only know what's on my mind<br>What's in the future we will decide<br>Time waits for no one at all<br>No, not even you<br>You thought you'd seen it all before<br>You really thought you knew<br><br>I've shattered the illusion<br>Of fortune and of fame<br>But darling now I know you<br>Life could never be the same<br>Oh no... don't leave me driftwood<br>On the shore<br><br>Time waits for no one my love<br>No, not even you<br>You thought you'd seen it all before<br>You really thought you knew<br><br>I've shattered the illusion<br>Of forture and of fame<br>I'm waking up<br>I'm reaching up<br>I'm getting up from this game<br>Oh no... don't leave me driftwood<br>On the shore<br>Oh no... don't, don't leave me driftwood<br>On the shore...</em><!--EZCODE ITALIC END--></span><!--EZCODE FONT END--><br><br><!--EZCODE IMAGE START--><img src="http://www.hi.is/~oi/Siberia%20photos/i-Flowering%20plant%20an%20driftwood.jpg" style="border:0;"/><!--EZCODE IMAGE END--><br><br><!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="color:teal;font-family:comic sans ms;font-size:xx-small;"><!--EZCODE ITALIC START--><em><br>You could have a steam train<br>If you’d just lay down your tracks<br>You could have an aeroplane flying<br>If you bring your blue sky back<br><br>All you do is call me<br>I’ll be anything you need<br><br>You could have a big dipper<br><!--EZCODE IMAGE START--><img src="http://www.asahi-net.or.jp.nyud.net:8090/~fp6m-kud/uma.gif" style="border:0;"/><!--EZCODE IMAGE END--><br><br>Going up and down, all around the bends<br>You could have a bumper car, bumping<br>This amusement never ends<br><br>I want to be your sledgehammer<br>Why don’t you call my name<br>Oh let me be your sledgehammer<br>This will be my testimony<br>Show me round your fruitcage<br>’cos I will be your honey bee<br>Open up your fruitcage<br>Where the fruit is as sweet as can be<br><!--EZCODE IMAGE START--><img src="http://members.aol.com.nyud.net:8090/billferris/drawings/leonid3a.jpg" style="border:0;"/><!--EZCODE IMAGE END--><br>I want to be your sledgehammer<br>Why don’t you call my name<br>You’d better call the sledgehammer<br>Put your mind at rest<br>I’m going to be-the sledgehammer<br>This can be my testimony<br>I’m your sledgehammer<br>Let there be no doubt about it<br><br>Sledge sledge sledgehammer<br><br>I’ve kicked the habit<br>Shed my skin<br>This is the new stuff<br>I go dancing in, we go dancing in<br>Oh won’t you show for me<br>And I will show for you<br>Show for me, I will show for you<br>Yea, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, I do mean you<br>Only you<br>You’ve been coming through<br>Going to build that power<br>Build, build up that power, hey<br>I’ve been feeding the rhythm<br>I’ve been feeding the rhythm<br>Going to feel that power, build in you<br>Come on, come on, help me do<br>Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, you<br>I’ve been feeding the rhythm<br>I’ve been feeding the rhythm<br>It’s what we’re doing, doing<br>All day and night</em><!--EZCODE ITALIC END--></span><!--EZCODE FONT END--><br><!--EZCODE IMAGE START--><img src="http://www.asahi-net.or.jp.nyud.net:8090/~fp6m-kud/uma111.gif" style="border:0;"/><!--EZCODE IMAGE END--><br><br><!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="color:teal;font-family:comic sans ms;font-size:xx-small;"><!--EZCODE ITALIC START--><em>Baby I'm Yours<br>Baby I'm Yours<br>And I'll be yours until the stars fall from the sky<br>Yours until the rivers all run dry...<br>In other words until I die... <br><br>Baby I'm Yours,<br>Baby I'm Yours<br>And I'll be yours until the sun no longer shines, <br>Yours until the poets run out of rhymes<br>In other words until the end of time.. <br><br>I'm gonna stay right here by your side, <br>Do my best to keep you satisfied,<br>Nothing in the world could drive me away,<br>Every day you'll hear me say... <br><br>Baby I'm yours<br>Baby I'm Yours<br>And I'll be yours until two and two is Three<br>Yours until the mountain crumbles to the sea,<br>In other words until eternity.. Baby I'm yours...<br>Till the stars fall from the sky<br>Baby I'm yours<br>Till the rivers all run dry<br>Baby I'm yours...</em><!--EZCODE ITALIC END--></span><!--EZCODE FONT END--> <br><br><!--EZCODE IMAGE START--><img src="http://www.about.ch.nyud.net:8090/various/nationalpark/trail_stabelchod_2_big.jpg" style="border:0;"/><!--EZCODE IMAGE END--><br><br><!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="color:teal;font-family:comic sans ms;font-size:xx-small;"><!--EZCODE ITALIC START--><em>On waves of love my heart is breaking<br>And stranger still my self control I can't rely on anymore<br>New tides surprise - my world it's changing<br>Within this frame an ocean swells - behind this smile I know it well<br><br>Beneath a lover's moon I'm waiting<br>I am the pilot of the storm - adrift in pleasure I may drown<br>I built this ship - it is my making<br>And furthermore my self control I can't rely on anymore<br>I know why - I know why<br>Crazy on a ship of fools<br>Crazy on a ship of fools<br>Turn this boat around - back to my loving ground<br><br>Who claims that no man is an island<br>While I land up in jeopardy - more distant from you by degrees<br>I walk this shore in isolation<br>And at my feet eternity draws ever sweeter plans for me<br>I know why - I know why<br>Crazy on a ship of fools<br>Crazy on a ship of fools<br>Turn this boat around - back to my loving ground<br>Oh no, oh no - ship of fools --</em><!--EZCODE ITALIC END--></span><!--EZCODE FONT END--><br><br><!--EZCODE IMAGE START--><img src="http://www.davidleearts.com.nyud.net:8090/photo/fine_arts/other/abstraction/images/dry_river_bed.jpg" style="border:0;"/><!--EZCODE IMAGE END--> <p></p><i></i>
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re: there's no explaining ...'magination

Postby hanshan » Fri Aug 12, 2005 12:12 pm

<!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="color:red;font-family:comic sans ms;font-size:xx-small;">....</span><!--EZCODE FONT END--><br><!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="color:blue;font-family:comic sans ms;font-size:xx-small;">heh - could never take your cleverness<br>for granted; too cool</span><!--EZCODE FONT END--><br><br><!--EZCODE IMAGE START--><img src="http://pinker.wjh.harvard.edu/photos/cape_cod/images/Race%20Point%20sunset.jpg" style="border:0;"/><!--EZCODE IMAGE END--><br><!--EZCODE IMAGE START--><img src="http://www.borsarigallery.com/Landscapes/Images/Moonrise%20from%20Race%20Point.jpg" style="border:0;"/><!--EZCODE IMAGE END--><br><!--EZCODE IMAGE START--><img src="http://www.borsarigallery.com/Landscapes/Images/Parabolic%20Dunes%20Race%20Point.jpg" style="border:0;"/><!--EZCODE IMAGE END--><br><br><!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="color:blue;font-family:comic sans ms;font-size:xx-small;">Holding back the years,<br>Thinking of the fear I’ve had for so long.<br>When somebody hears,<br>Listen to the fear that’s gone.<br>Strangled by the wishes of pater,<br>Hoping for the arm of mater,<br>Get to me sooner or later,<br><br>Nothing ever could, yeah.<br>I’ll keep holding on,<br>I’ll keep holding on,<br>I’ll keep holding on,<br>I’ll keep holding on.<br><br>Chance for me to escape from all I know.<br>Holding back the tears.<br>There’s nothing here has grown.<br>I’ve wasted all my tears,<br>Wasted all those years.<br>Nothing had the chance to be good,<br><br>Nothing ever could, yeah.<br>I’ll keep holding on,<br><br>I’ll keep holding on,<br>I’ll keep holding on,<br>I’ll keep holding on<br>So tight.</span><!--EZCODE FONT END--><br><!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="color:blue;font-family:comic sans ms;font-size:xx-small;"><br><!--EZCODE ITALIC START--><em>simply red</em><!--EZCODE ITALIC END--></span><!--EZCODE FONT END--> <br><!--EZCODE IMAGE START--><img src="http://water.usgs.gov/wid/images/mi.figure.id.2.gif" style="border:0;"/><!--EZCODE IMAGE END--><br><!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="color:blue;font-family:comic sans ms;font-size:xx-small;">Bangkok! <br>Oriental setting<br>And the city don't know what the city is getting<br>The créme de la créme of the chess world in a<br>Show with everything but Yul Brynner<br><br>Time flies doesn't seem a minute<br>Since the Tyrolean spa has the chess boys in it<br>All change dom't you know that when you<br>Play at this level there's no ordianry venue<br><br>It's Iceland or the Philippines or Hastings or this place<br><br>One night in Bankok and the worlds's your oyster<br>The bars are temples but the pearls ain't free<br>You'll find a god in every golden cloister<br>And if you're lucky then the god's a she<br>I can feel an angel sliding up to me<br><br>One town is very like another<br>When you head's down over your pieces brother<br><br>Tea girls warm and sweet (warm sweet)<br>Some are set up in the Somerset Maugham suite<br>Get Thai'd you're talking to a tourist<br>Whose every move's among the purest<br>I get my kicks above the waistline sunshine<br><br>One night in Bankok makes a hard man humble<br>Not much between despair and ecstasy<br>One night in Bankok an the tough guys tumble<br>Can't bee to careful with your comapny<br>I can feel the devil walking next to me<br><br>Siam's gotta be the witness<br>To the ultimate test of cerebral fitness<br>This grips me more than would a <br>Muddy old river or reclining Buddha<br><br>And thank god I'm only watching the game<br>Controlling it<br><br>I don't see you guys rating<br>The kind of mate I'm contemplating<br>I'd let you watch I would invite you<br>But the queens wee use would not excite you<br><br>So you'd better go back to your bars<br>your temples<br>your massage parlours<br><br>One night in Bankok and the worlds's your oyster<br>The bars are temples but the pearls ain't free<br>You'll find a god in every golden cloister<br>A little flesh a little history<br>I can feel an angel sliding up to me<br><br>One night in Bankok makes a hard man humble<br>Not much between despair and ecstasy<br>One night in Bankok an the tough guys tumble<br>Can't bee to careful with your comapny<br>I can feel a devil walking next to me</span><!--EZCODE FONT END--><br> <!--EZCODE IMAGE START--><img src="http://www.abriendoinn.com/images/sanddunes.jpg" style="border:0;"/><!--EZCODE IMAGE END--> <p></p><i></i>
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Re: Re:there's no explaining ...full circle...qigong

Postby seemslikeadream » Fri Aug 12, 2005 12:35 pm

<!--EZCODE IMAGE START--><img src="http://susansart.org.nyud.net:8090/wr%20flower%20%20hummingbird.jpg" style="border:0;"/><!--EZCODE IMAGE END--><br><!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="color:teal;font-family:comic sans ms;font-size:xx-small;"><!--EZCODE ITALIC START--><em>In the book, "The Way of Qigong" (pronounced 'chi-gong) by Kenneth S. Cohen, the stars of the Big Dipper have special significance in the Chinese culture. In ancient China, each of the stars in this constellation was related to one of China's provinces. If a court astrologer saw a shooting star moving eastward toward a particular dipper star, he might divine that the province of Chu was to be attacked from the east. The dipper is also a cosmic timepiece; the handle of the dipper makes a complete 360-degree circuit during the course of a year. In the spring, the handle points east, in the summer south, in the fall west, and in the winter, north, thus exactly corresponding to the season-direction. In qigong (energy exercise) theory, the dipper is a reservoir of cosmic qi (celestial energy), collecting qi from all the other constellations and stars as it makes its yearly course around the heavens.<br><br>Native American cultures used the Big Dipper to determine if a young man could see well enough to become a warrior for his tribe. An elder would take the potential warrior out into a dark star field and ask him to describe what he saw in the handle of the Big Dipper. If the youth stated that he saw a double star in the center of the handle, the elder knew that he had eyesight good enough to find his mark when hunting for food or defending his tribe.<br><br><br>Animals, elements, the solar system, and natural phenomena are revered by the Apaches. That which is beyond their understanding is always ascribed to the supernatural. <br><br>*<br><br>In the beginning nothing existed--no earth, no sky, no sun, no moon, only darkness was everywhere. <br><br>Suddenly from the darkness emerged a thin disc, one side yellow and the other side white, appearing suspended in midair. Within the disc sat a small bearded man, Creator, the One Who Lives Above. As if waking from a long nap, he rubbed his eyes and face with both hands. <br><br>When he looked into the endless darkness, light appeared above. He looked down and it became a sea of light. To the east, he created yellow streaks of dawn. To the west, tints of many colours appeared everywhere. There were also clouds of different colours. <br><br>Creator wiped his sweating face and rubbed his hands together, thrusting them downward. Behold! A shining cloud upon which sat a little girl. <br><br>"Stand up and tell me where are you going," said Creator. But she did not reply. He rubbed his eyes again and offered his right hand to the Girl-Without-Parents. <br><br>"Where did you come from?" she asked, grasping his hand. <br><br>"From the east where it is now light," he replied, stepping upon her cloud. <br><br>"Where is the earth?" she asked. <br><br>"Where is the sky?" he asked, and sang, "I am thinking, thinking, thinking what I shall create next." He sang four times, which was the magic number. <br><br>Creator brushed his face with his hands, rubbed them together, then flung them wide open! Before them stood Sun-God. Again Creator rubbed his sweaty brow and from his hands dropped Small- Boy. <br><br>All four gods sat in deep thought upon the small cloud. <br><br>"What shall we make next?" asked Creator. "This cloud is much too small for us to live upon." <br><br>Then he created Tarantula, Big Dipper, Wind, Lightning-Maker, and some western clouds in which to house Lightning-Rumbler, which he just finished. <br><br>Creator sang, "Let us make earth. I am thinking of the earth, earth, earth; I am thinking of the earth," he sang four times. <br><br>All four gods shook hands. In doing so, their sweat mixed together and Creator rubbed his palms, from which fell a small round, brown ball, not much larger than a bean. <br><br>Creator kicked it, and it expanded. Girl-Without-Parents kicked the ball, and it enlarged more. Sun-God and Small-Boy took turns giving it hard kicks, and each time the ball expanded. Creator told Wind to go inside the ball and to blow it up. <br><br>Tarantula spun a black cord and, attaching it to the ball, crawled away fast to the east, pulling on the cord with all his strength. Tarantula repeated with a blue cord to the south, a yellow cord to the west, and a white cord to the north. With mighty pulls in each direction, the brown ball stretched to immeasurable size--it became the earth! No hills, mountains, or rivers were visible; only smooth, treeless, brown plains appeared. <br><br>Creator scratched his chest and rubbed his fingers together and there appeared Hummingbird. <br><br>"Fly north, south, east, and west and tell us what you see," said Creator. <br><br>"All is well," reported Hummingbird upon his return. "The earth is most beautiful, with water on the west side." <br><br>But the earth kept rolling and dancing up and down. So Creator made four giant posts--black, blue, yellow, and white to support the earth. Wind carried the four posts, placing them beneath the four cardinal points of the earth. The earth sat still. <br><br>Creator sang, "World is now made and now sits still," which he repeated four times. <br><br>Then he began a song about the sky. None existed, but he thought there should be one. After singing about it four times, twenty- eight people appeared to help make a sky above the earth. Creator chanted about making chiefs for the earth and sky. <br><br>He sent Lightning-Maker to encircle the world, and he returned with three uncouth creatures, two girls and a boy found in a turquoise shell. They had no eyes, ears, hair, mouths, noses, or teeth. They had arms and legs, but no fingers or toes. <br><br>Sun-God sent for Fly to come and build a sweathouse. Girl- Without-Parents covered it with four heavy clouds. In front of the east doorway she placed a soft, red cloud for a foot-blanket to be used after the sweat. <br><br>Four stones were heated by the fire inside the sweathouse. The three uncouth creatures were placed inside. The others sang songs of healing on the outside, until it was time for the sweat to be finished. Out came the three strangers who stood upon the magic red cloud-blanket. Creator then shook his hands toward them, giving each one fingers, toes, mouths, eyes, ears, noses and hair. <br><br>Creator named the boy, Sky-Boy, to be chief of the Sky-People. One girl he named Earth-Daughter, to take charge of the earth and its crops. The other girl he named Pollen-Girl, and gave her charge of health care for all Earth-People. <br><br>Since the earth was flat and barren, Creator thought it fun to create animals, birds, trees, and a hill. He sent Pigeon to see how the world looked. Four days later, he returned and reported, "All is beautiful around the world. But four days from now, the water on the other side of the earth will rise and cause a mighty flood." <br><br>Creator made a very tall pinon tree. Girl-Without-Parents covered the tree framework with pinon gum, creating a large, tight ball. <br><br>In four days, the flood occurred. Creator went up on a cloud, taking his twenty-eight helpers with him. Girl-Without-Parents put the others into the large, hollow ball, closing it tight at the top. <br><br>In twelve days, the water receded, leaving the float-ball high on a hilltop. The rushing floodwater changed the plains into mountains, hills, valleys, and rivers. Girl-Without-Parents led the gods out from the float-ball onto the new earth. She took them upon her cloud, drifting upward until they met Creator with his helpers, who had completed their work making the sky during the flood time on earth. <br><br>Together the two clouds descended to a valley below. There, Girl- Without-Parents gathered everyone together to listen to Creator. <br><br>"I am planning to leave you," he said. "I wish each of you to do your best toward making a perfect, happy world. <br><br>"You, Lightning-Rumbler, shall have charge of clouds and water. <br><br>"You, Sky-Boy, look after all Sky-People. <br><br>"You, Earth-Daughter, take charge of all crops and Earth-People. <br><br>"You, Pollen-Girl, care for their health and guide them. <br><br>"You, Girl-Without-Parents, I leave you in charge over all." <br><br>Creator then turned toward Girl-Without-Parents and together they rubbed their legs with their hands and quickly cast them forcefully downward. Immediately between them arose a great pile of wood, over which Creator waved a hand, creating fire. <br><br>Great billowy clouds of smoke at once drifted skyward. Into this cloud, Creator disappeared. The other gods followed him in other clouds of smoke, leaving the twenty-eight workers to people the earth. <br><br>Sun-God went east to live and travel with the Sun. Girl-Without- Parents departed westward to live on the far horizon. Small-Boy and Pollen-Girl made cloud homes in the south. Big Dipper can still be seen in the northern sky at night, a reliable guide to all.</em><!--EZCODE ITALIC END--></span><!--EZCODE FONT END--><br><br> <p></p><i></i>
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Re: re: there's no explaining ... who in the world

Postby seemslikeadream » Mon Aug 15, 2005 11:12 am

<!--EZCODE IMAGE START--><img src="http://kokochi.com/blogpost/default/2004-10-20_063906_14692_3.jpg" style="border:0;"/><!--EZCODE IMAGE END--><br><!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="color:teal;font-family:comic sans ms;font-size:xx-small;"><!--EZCODE ITALIC START--><em>Woo-hoo <br>Yeah <br><br>You better come on into my kitchen <br>Because it is going to be raining, I know <br>You better come on into my kitchen <br>Because it is going to be raining outdoors <br><br>The woman I love <br>Stoled her from a friend <br>Fool got lucky <br>Stoled her back again <br><br>You better come on into my kitchen, yeah yeah <br>Because it is going to be raining outdoors <br>Hey, hey <br>I said baby <br>Come on baby, come on <br>Well, come on mama <br>Let's have some fun <br><br>You better come on baby <br>Into my kitchen, yeah yeah <br>Because it is going to be raining outdoors <br>Hey, hey <br>Mama yeah <br>Ooooooo, yeah <br><!--EZCODE IMAGE START--><img src="http://www.rosenblatt-sf.com/Selected_Photos/Jackson%20Square,%20New%20Orleans,%20in%20the%20rain%20(1976).jpg" style="border:0;"/><!--EZCODE IMAGE END--><br>Come on baby <br>Want you to come on baby <br>Into my kitchen <br>Yeah, alright <br>Hey, hey, yeah yeah <br>Wooooo, yeah yeah <br><br>The woman I love <br>Hey, stole her from a friend (Lord) <br>The fool done got lucky <br>Stoled her back again (Oh my) <br><br>You better come on baby <br>Into my kitchen, yeah yeah <br>Because it is going to be raining outdoors <br>Hey, hey, hey <br>Mama yeah <br>Ooooooo, yeah yeah <br><br>Come on baby <br>Want you to come on baby <br>Into my kitchen, yeah yeah <br>Well, alright <br>Hey, hey, yeah yeah <br>Wooooo, yeah yeah <br><br>Alright <br>Now come on baby <br>I said it is all right <br>Well, you know <br>I said it is going to be raining outdoors</em><!--EZCODE ITALIC END--></span><!--EZCODE FONT END--><br><br><!--EZCODE IMAGE START--><img src="http://www.sanur.org/indonesia/mount/rainforest.jpg" style="border:0;"/><!--EZCODE IMAGE END--><br><!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="color:teal;font-family:comic sans ms;font-size:xx-small;"><!--EZCODE ITALIC START--><em>Ooooooooo <br>Ooooooooo <br>You give me something to come home to, baby <br>You give me something to believe in <br>I know in my heart <br>You have loved me from the start <br><br>Whoa, baby <br>I know that it's real <br>I can tell by the way that I feel <br><br>Oh <br>You give me something to believe in <br>Yes, and you give me something to go on living for <br>And I know in my heart <br>You have loved me <br>From the start <br><br>Whoa, baby <br>I know that it's real <br>I can tell by the way that I feel <br><br>Lie down, my love, lie down <br>I will sing you a lullaby <br>Lie down, my love, lie down <br>Rest easy and close your eyes <br>Like clear water in a mountain stream <br>I will come to you in your dreams <br>Like pictures reflected in a mountain lake <br>I will be with you when you wake <br><br>You give me something to hold on to <br>You give me something to believe in <br>And I know in my heart <br>You have loved me <br>From the start <br><br>Whoa, baby <br>I know that it's real <br>I can tell by the way that I feel <br>Oh, oh <br><br>Lie down, my love, lie down <br>I will sing you a lullaby <br>Lie down, my love, lie down <br>Rest easy and close your eyes <br>Like clear water in a mountain stream <br>I will comfort you in your dreams <br>Like pictures reflected in a mountain lake <br>I will be with you when you wake</em><!--EZCODE ITALIC END--></span><!--EZCODE FONT END--> <br><!--EZCODE IMAGE START--><img src="http://www.farhorizon.com/Southeast_Asia/images_under_china_skies/Leshan_buddha_lg.jpg" style="border:0;"/><!--EZCODE IMAGE END--><br><!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="color:teal;font-family:comic sans ms;font-size:xx-small;"><br><!--EZCODE ITALIC START--><em>It was a rainy night<br>We took a taxi to your mother’s home<br>She went to florida and left you<br>With your father’s gun, alone<br>Upon her small white bed<br>I fell into a dream<br>You sat up all the night and watched me<br>To see, who in the world I might be<br><br>I am from the sunday school<br>I sing soprano in the upstairs choir<br>You are a holy man<br>On the f.m. radio<br>I sat up all the night and watched thee<br>To see, who in the world you might be.<br><br>You called me beautiful<br>You called your mother-she was very tanned<br>So you packed your tent and you went<br>To live out in the arizona sand<br>You are a refugee<br>From a wealthy family<br>You gave up all the golden factories<br>To see, who in the world you might be</em><!--EZCODE ITALIC END--></span><!--EZCODE FONT END--><br><!--EZCODE IMAGE START--><img src="http://www.altmanphoto.com/joni_mitchell_graham_nash.jpg" style="border:0;"/><!--EZCODE IMAGE END--><br><br><br> <p></p><i></i>
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re: clear water - walkin in the sand...

Postby hanshan » Mon Aug 15, 2005 12:22 pm

<!--EZCODE IMAGE START--><img src="http://www.ochre.co.uk/images/och-oe-002.jpg" style="border:0;"/><!--EZCODE IMAGE END--><br><!--EZCODE IMAGE START--><img src="http://images.quizilla.com/B/bluemoonbaby/1052322327_shangrilas.jpg" style="border:0;"/><!--EZCODE IMAGE END--><br><!--EZCODE IMAGE START--><img src="http://image.com.com/mp3/images/cover/pop75/dre600/e698/e69825kanv0.jpg" style="border:0;"/><!--EZCODE IMAGE END--><br><br><!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="color:blue;font-family:comic sans ms;font-size:xx-small;"><br><br>It seems like the other day<br>That my baby went away<br>Went away 'cross the sea<br>Seems like a year ago<br>Since I watched my baby go<br>And then this letter came to me<br>It said that we were through<br>You found somebody new<br>Lemme think, lemme think, what can I do?<br>Oh no, oh no, oh no no no no no<br>Remember...<br><!--EZCODE IMAGE START--><img src="http://www.recordresearch.com/Album_Photos/thumbnails/Shangri_Las.jpg" style="border:0;"/><!--EZCODE IMAGE END--><br><!--EZCODE IMAGE START--><img src="http://www.timelesstracks.com/acatalog/shangri_las_best_of.jpg" style="border:0;"/><!--EZCODE IMAGE END--><br>Walkin' in the sand<br>Walkin' hand in hand<br>The night was so exciting<br>Your smile was so inviting<br>Then you touched my cheek<br>With your fingertips<br>Softly, softly we meet with our lips<br><!--EZCODE IMAGE START--><img src="http://www.asergeev.com/pictures/archives/2004/425/jpeg/07.jpg" style="border:0;"/><!--EZCODE IMAGE END--><br><br>Whatever happened to<br>The love that we once knew<br>The love you swore would be true?<br>Whatever happened to<br>The life I gave to you?<br>What can I do with it now?<br><!--EZCODE IMAGE START--><img src="http://www.home.no/t-o-k/Fascinations/Beach_Sand.jpg" style="border:0;"/><!--EZCODE IMAGE END--><br><br>I can make it on my own<br>And if you phone, I won't be home<br>It's not so hard to live alone<br>Still my house is not a home<br>Oh no, oh no, oh no no no no no<br>Remember...</span><!--EZCODE FONT END--><br><br><!--EZCODE IMAGE START--><img src="http://www.bbc.co.uk/doctorwho/classic/ebooks/sandsoftime/images/cover_art_med.jpg" style="border:0;"/><!--EZCODE IMAGE END--><br><!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="color:blue;font-family:comic sans ms;font-size:xx-small;">the Shangri-La's - one of the most famous girl-groups of all time (and rightfully so!) <br>with songs like Leader of the Pack, Remember (Walking in the Sand) <br>& I Can Never Go Home Again... <br>one of the few groups to talk about <br>issues such as death, date rape, <br>teen runaways and lame boyfriends (not), <br>also one of the few white Girl Groups<br> who is still considered influential.</span><!--EZCODE FONT END--> <br><!--EZCODE IMAGE START--><img src="http://www.sandsoftime.hope.ac.uk/images/photographs/0019.jpg" style="border:0;"/><!--EZCODE IMAGE END--><br><!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="color:blue;font-family:comic sans ms;font-size:xx-small;">....</span><!--EZCODE FONT END--> <p></p><i></i>
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Re walkin in the sand...Speeding through the universe

Postby seemslikeadream » Tue Aug 16, 2005 10:58 am

<!--EZCODE IMAGE START--><img src="http://www-lnc.usc.edu/~brannon/pix/jamie-wyeth:girl-on-island.jpg" style="border:0;"/><!--EZCODE IMAGE END--><br><!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="color:teal;font-family:comic sans ms;font-size:xx-small;"><!--EZCODE ITALIC START--><em>Since it began I’ve got one dream and really it’s my only blessing<br>If I can come through then so can you<br>And you will find there’s no regretting<br>Things that you want from your life’s font<br>Will never let your spirit grow<br>Come back to earth for what it’s worth<br>For you’ve been dreaming of the ceiling not a home<br><br>I’ve been doing my best<br>What else can I do? <br>Is there something I’ve missed<br>That will help you through<br><br>I’ve reached the top of my wall<br>I’ve found another way to fall<br><br>For some short time<br>For a while you and I were joined to eternity<br>Then we’re split in two back to me and you<br>Like the rain rising from the sea<br>Rising from the sea<br><br>We all can see what we shall be<br>But knowing’s really not controlling</em><!--EZCODE ITALIC END--></span><!--EZCODE FONT END--><br><br><!--EZCODE IMAGE START--><img src="http://www.vam.ac.uk/images/image/7263-large.jpg" style="border:0;"/><!--EZCODE IMAGE END--><br><br><!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="color:teal;font-family:comic sans ms;font-size:xx-small;"><!--EZCODE ITALIC START--><em>With time perhaps I’ll pass the traps and find some peace and understanding<br>After you’ve come and while you’re gone<br>You leave me guessing - it’s depressing<br>Never to know the way to go to find some time along a little less pressing<br>So you just have to laugh<br>When it hurts so much<br>You’re so far away and so hard to touch<br><br>I’ve reached the top of my wall<br>I’ve found another way to fall<br><br>Since it began I’ve got one dream and really it’s my only blessing<br>If I can come through then so can you<br>And you will find there’s no regretting<br>Things that you want from your life’s font<br>Will never let your spirit grow<br>Come back to earth for what it’s worth<br>For you’ve been dreaming of the ceiling not a home<br><br>I’ve been doing my best<br>What else can I do? <br>Is there something I’ve missed<br>That will help you through<br><br>I’ve reached the top of my wall<br>I’ve found another way to fall</em><!--EZCODE ITALIC END--></span><!--EZCODE FONT END--><br><!--EZCODE IMAGE START--><img src="http://www.kennys.ie/Exhibitions/2001/c_kinsley_potter/Leda%20I.jpg" style="border:0;"/><!--EZCODE IMAGE END--><br><br><!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="color:teal;font-family:comic sans ms;font-size:xx-small;"><!--EZCODE ITALIC START--><em>Why do we never get an answer<br>When we’re knocking at the door? <br>With a thousand million questions<br>About hate and death and war.<br><br>It’s where we stop and look around us<br>There is nothing that we need.<br>In a world of persecution<br>That is burning in it’s greed.<br><br>Why do we never get an answer<br>When we’re knocking at the door? <br>Because the truth is hard to swallow<br>That’s what the wall of love is for.<br><br>It’s not the way that you say it<br>When you do those things to me.<br>It’s more the way that you mean it<br>When you tell me what will be.</em><!--EZCODE ITALIC END--></span><!--EZCODE FONT END--><br><!--EZCODE IMAGE START--><img src="http://photoclubbiganos.free.fr/Pessac2005/0806-VANDEN_EYNDE_Guy-Henri-Leda.jpg" style="border:0;"/><!--EZCODE IMAGE END--><br><!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="color:teal;font-family:comic sans ms;font-size:xx-small;"><!--EZCODE ITALIC START--><em>And when you stop and think about it<br>You won’t believe it’s true.<br>That all the love you’ve been giving<br>Has all been meant for you.<br><br>I’m looking for someone to change my life.<br>I’m looking for a miracle in my life.<br>And if you could see what it’s done to me<br>To lose the the love I knew<br>Could safely lead me through.<br><br>Between the silence of the mountains<br>And the crashing of the sea<br>There lies a land I once lived in<br>And she’s waiting there for me.<br><br>But in the grey of the morning<br>My mind becomes confused<br>Between the dead and the sleeping<br>And the road that I must choose.<br><br>I’m looking for someone to change my life.<br>I’m looking for a miracle in my life.<br>And if you could see what it’s done to me<br>To lose the the love I knew<br>Could safely lead me to<br>The land that I once knew.<br>To learn as we grow old<br>The secrets of our souls.<br><!--EZCODE IMAGE START--><img src="http://brancoepreto.blogs.sapo.pt/arquivo/leda%20and%20th%20swan%20-%20Hilary%20Anne%20Pollock.jpg" style="border:0;"/><!--EZCODE IMAGE END--><br>It’s not the way that you say it<br>When you do those things to me.<br>It’s more the way you really mean it<br>When you tell me what will be.<br><br>Why do we never get an answer<br>When we’re knocking at the door? <br>With a thousand million questions<br>About hate and death and war.<br><br>It’s where we stop and look around us<br>There is nothing that we need.<br>In a world of persecution<br>That is burning in it’s greed.<br><br>Why do we never get an answer<br>When we’re knocking at the door?</em><!--EZCODE ITALIC END--></span><!--EZCODE FONT END--><br><!--EZCODE IMAGE START--><img src="http://www.banrep.gov.co/blaavirtual/donacion/images/g-leda.jpg" style="border:0;"/><!--EZCODE IMAGE END--><br><!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="color:teal;font-family:comic sans ms;font-size:xx-small;"><!--EZCODE ITALIC START--><em>And you can fly<br>High as a kite if you want to<br>Faster than light if you want to<br>Speeding through the universe<br>Thinking is the best way to travel<br>It’s all a dream<br>Light passing by on the screen<br>And there’s you and I on the beam<br>Speeding through the universe<br>Thinking is the best way to travel<br>We ride the waves<br>Distance is gone, will we find out? <br>How life began, will be find out? <br>Speeding through the universe<br>Thinking is the best way to travel<br>And you can fly<br>High as a kite if you want to<br>Faster than light if you want to<br>Speeding through the universe<br>Thinking is the best way to travel<br>We all know that it’s true.</em><!--EZCODE ITALIC END--></span><!--EZCODE FONT END--><br><br><!--EZCODE IMAGE START--><img src="http://rundblicke.de/Botero/Plastiken/Leda-mit-dem-Schwan.jpg" style="border:0;"/><!--EZCODE IMAGE END--> <p></p><i></i>
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as you said

Postby griffy034 » Tue Aug 16, 2005 11:48 pm

<!--EZCODE IMAGE START--><img src="http://images-jp.amazon.com/images/P/B00000IB8P.01.LZZZZZZZ.jpg" style="border:0;"/><!--EZCODE IMAGE END--><br><br><br><!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="color:maroon;font-family:century gothic;"><!--EZCODE ITALIC START--><em>As You Said</em><!--EZCODE ITALIC END--><br><br>Let's go down to where it's clean<br>To see the time that might have been<br>The tides have carried off the beach<br>As you said<br>The sun is out of reach<br><br>Let's go back to where it's clean<br>To see what year it might have been<br>The roads have carried off the smiles<br>As you said<br>To judge them at the trials<br><br>Let's go back to now that's bad<br>To see the time we might have had.<br>The rails have carried off the trains.<br>As you said,<br>I'll never come again<br></span><!--EZCODE FONT END--> <p></p><i></i>
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re: Like the rain.../ rising from the sea

Postby hanshan » Wed Aug 17, 2005 2:42 pm

<!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="color:blue;font-family:comic sans ms;font-size:xx-small;">Sun turnin' 'round with graceful motion <br>We're setting off with soft explosion <br>Bound for a star with fiery oceans <br>It's so very lonely, you're a hundred light years from home</span><!--EZCODE FONT END--> <br><br><!--EZCODE IMAGE START--><img src="http://home.cwru.edu/~sjr16/media/hst_heritage_0003.jpg" style="border:0;"/><!--EZCODE IMAGE END--><br><br><!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="color:blue;font-family:comic sans ms;font-size:xx-small;">Freezing red deserts turn to dark <br>Energy here in every part <br>It's so very lonely, you're six hundred light years from home</span><!--EZCODE FONT END--> <br><!--EZCODE IMAGE START--><img src="http://www.w2mw.org/letterArt/121700a.jpg" style="border:0;"/><!--EZCODE IMAGE END--><br><br><!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="color:blue;font-family:comic sans ms;font-size:xx-small;">It's so very lonely, you're a thousand light years from home <br>It's so very lonely, you're a thousand light years from home</span><!--EZCODE FONT END--> <br><!--EZCODE IMAGE START--><img src="http://www.rock-history.de/image_kalenderblatt/1967/a_196717.jpg" style="border:0;"/><!--EZCODE IMAGE END--><br><!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="color:blue;font-family:comic sans ms;font-size:xx-small;">Bell flight fourteen you now can land <br>Seen you on Aldebaran, safe on the green desert sand <br>It's so very lonely, you're two thousand light years from home <br>It's so very lonely, you're two thousand light years from home</span><!--EZCODE FONT END--><br><!--EZCODE IMAGE START--><img src="http://www.leeunderwood.net/images/home/Letter.jpg" style="border:0;"/><!--EZCODE IMAGE END--><br><!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="color:blue;font-family:comic sans ms;font-size:xx-small;">She comes in colors ev'rywhere; <br>She combs her hair <br>She's like a rainbow <br>Coming, colors in the air <br>Oh, everywhere <br>She comes in colors <br><br>She comes in colors ev'rywhere; <br>She combs her hair <br>She's like a rainbow <br>Coming, colors in the air <br>Oh, everywhere <br>She comes in colors</span><!--EZCODE FONT END--><br> <!--EZCODE IMAGE START--><img src="http://www.sierraphotography.com/images/bimages/img0009b.jpg" style="border:0;"/><!--EZCODE IMAGE END--><br><!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="color:blue;font-family:comic sans ms;font-size:xx-small;">Have you seen her dressed in blue? <br>See the sky in front of you <br>And her face is lik a sail <br>Speck of white so fair and pale <br>Have you seen a lady fairer? <br><br>She comes in colors ev'rywhere; <br>She combs her hair <br>She's like a rainbow <br>Coming, colors in the air <br>Oh, everywhere <br>She comes in colors</span><!--EZCODE FONT END--> <br><!--EZCODE IMAGE START--><img src="http://atomsmith.net/environment/images/04-24-04%20Glen%20Waterfall.jpg" style="border:0;"/><!--EZCODE IMAGE END--><br><!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="color:blue;font-family:comic sans ms;font-size:xx-small;">Have you seen her all in gold? <br>Like a queen in days of old <br>She shoots her colors all around <br>Like a sunset going down <br>Have you seen a lady fairer? <br><br>She comes in colors ev'rywhere; <br>She combs her hair <br>She's like a rainbow <br>Coming, colors in the air <br>Oh, everywhere <br>She comes in colors <br><br>She's like a rainbow <br>Coming, colors in the air <br>Oh, everywhere <br>She comes in colors</span><!--EZCODE FONT END--> <br><br><!--EZCODE IMAGE START--><img src="http://www.ibiblio.org/wm/paint/auth/boucher/diana.jpg" style="border:0;"/><!--EZCODE IMAGE END--> <p></p><i></i>
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