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SHAKESPEARE ONCE SAID
I cried when i had no shoes...
But i stop crying....
When i saw a man without legs.
Life is full of blessing,
Sometimes we don't value it.

i know im different then you but even i hurt too
ill take everything since i was five years old
everything iv written my poems and all
i tried to fit in where i don't belong
even though it makes me sad today
ill not right another poem ever again
even my songs will be trash all because
you hate everything i do all because
you say im different then you

Yeah Now
That's Where I Know You
We > Stuck > Him
And > We > Stuck > Him > Again
Don?t You Remember
To Bad 'Cuz He's Your Friend
But It Was The Best Thing
'Cuz He's Back Here To Send
<~ You ~ The ~ Only
Way ~ Out
Not To Pretend
We = Cruci
Him = Fied
While He's Still Alive
But This Was
Not His Demise
With Sepulchre Stone
Gone Now To Behold
Tomb Empty Room
Nothing Shown But Shroud
Or A Temple Veil Rent
'Cuz He's Risen Today
And Lives In
Your Heart

There can be No Easter Sunday !
Rev. Fulton Sheen

There are times in life, we delve into the past
Not seeking sad times, but when happiness cast
An uplifting period, that showed me a new way
To move forward, for those forthcoming days

Music was involved, as it set the real scene
And so recently, I followed a path I'd been
In the hope to help others, that is my goal
Maybe in the process, heal my own soul

Dance has been my life, seeing others smile
I intend to combine, within my experience style
So during our kiwi winter, I will share as I can
It's already past planning, arrangements in hand

I may not be competing, but an afternoon a week
Will I hope give others friendships, when they meet
Other who want to learn to dance, or just a place to go
Joining others I've taught, and the seed of dance sow

If I can uplift, those who feel isolated and really alone
To try some new hobbies, and other are close by phone
We all have a time in life, when we have to take a stand
Take a new direction briefly, giving other a helping hand

This, a time in life dare i admit, I feel out of focus
A mariner on the sea of life, without a compass
It happens, but is it I'm just out of sorts
Or more serious, searching for a port
To rest up and take a much needed rest
Without feeling, I'm preparing to take a test
A place I can slip, take a holiday gain strength
Not knowing how long I'll flounder, time and length
Probably just a hic-cup, as I navigate my life
Accept what is on offer, smile without any strife
I do believe we have to experience down times
To appreciate special moments, to set in rhymes
Just around the corner, waiting to be found
Hope is a word, that my future must be bound
So I accept, the journey with hidden ends
Straight roads are boring, but take care on all bends

There is a bar in San Francisco
where there is beer, pizza and wine
the girls are pretty and the
people have a good time
the folks are single
happy and free
hope it stays
that way
please

You are in a room that has three switches and a closed door. The switches control three light bulbs on the other side of the door. Once you open the door, you may never touch the switches again. How can you definitively tell which switch is connected to each of the light bulbs?

You are in a room that has three switches and a closed door. The switches control three light bulbs on the other side of the door. Once you open the door, you may never touch the switches again. How can you definitively tell which switch is connected to each of the light bulbs?

Solution: Turn on the first 2 switches and wait 5 minutes. Turn off one and go through the door. The light shining is the switch you left on. Now of the other two off lights one is still warm that will be your second switch which is now off. The third is a cold light and therefore the switch you didn't play with at the start.

Ta da!

Lost in an abyss of darkness, I seek after it warily.
Fighting off the Insomnia that so easily overtakes me can be hard;
And sleep can be so elusive when I want it.
But I know it won’t always be so.
I don’t seem to need it as much as I have before,
But I must have it often…until I need it no more.
Longing for the abyss of darkness, I seek after it wearily.
Sleep hides me away from my fears and my doubts,
So come, sweet sleep, and hide me now.
And, one day, it’ll hide me away from this life too.