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When am looking to the mirror oh i already lost my youth Now am waiting to vanish in this earth

Without dark there can be no light,
How can we exist, if we are always right?
For good to be known there must be bad,
For happiness there must be sad,
True reality could never be,
If all we wanted was what we
wanted to see,
To live in constant light, devoid of night,
how boring that would be.

The quotes garden – Prologue
*** If I could write... ***

“I could write the many things I wish to say,
Here, now, just to enchant your mind
And then, to delete all I wrote, in the next day,
Just to show you that was nothing written yesterday,
As one was blind...

I could write the many things I like to do,
In quick phrases, to satisfy your curiosity, today,
But later, I will erase all the words I wrote you,
And all you'll see will be a clear background, grey...

I could write a lot of words, describing myself,
Just to show how interesting one sure can be,
As there a silence, will find its way within yourself
And leave your voice to solve that mystery...

I could write you a collection of books with my life,
Just to show the beauty of Life,
But right after that, I will burn those books,
Cos the complex words are nothing to me, - nor the hooks;

Behold! Thy Art within the simplest ones,
The tones which thrives the Life within!..
Where odes of truths, derived tons
Of suns and moons, to let you in!
Behold! Which seed hath lore to find,
Where tides of dreams, through what began
A Life, or Death?.. Which Heart? What Mind?
Thy oceans filled of bliss, in world of man…”

©Th3Mirr0r

I have been trying to add states that I haven't been to yet
This year I got in Nevada and North Carolina back in February
I just got back two days ago visiting Louisiana, Texas, Oklahoma, and Kansas
I stayed overnight in Texas two nights, and Oklahoma one night
Other states I went through before were Wisconsin, Iowa, Illinois, Arkansas
Missouri, and Iowa
I went to Galveston to see the Gulf of Mexico
I went to San Antonio to see the Alamo
I didn't really have any other places to see other that say I was in those states
Three hours to get through Louisiana and basically drove through Oklahoma
In Kansas I went to Chuck E Cheese which still had a band
So did Des Moines, Iowa(which was in better shape)
I went to Buc-ee's, a store with a good pork barbeque sandwich
I drove golf balls in Texas at a driving range where the balls pop out
I ate a good steak in Texas at Chili's
I drove about 2,900 miles and was happy

I don’t like it… missing you.
Makes me feel weak…missing you.
Can’t think why I should;
You weren’t very good.
Is it really you that I’m missing then?
Or is it that brief part of our past life together
When things were new?
That seems more true.
I’m not really…missing you.

Tomorrow sends me to a stony ground,
Stoned today, but my voice echoes with sound,
Only to be recalled,
And you remember who I am, -
Love hates to tell you, -
Mr. Morrison said the West is the best,
He saw something like no one else,
From my many trips,
I know what he meant, -
Love hates to tell you, --

Long ago,
Life shattered, but we move on,
Being only a man,
Wine, women, and song, -
The writer's right!
But what have we won?
The dreamer's dream?
As we watch another fading sun, -

Today, another day, flying first class,
Placed in a limo
Fed high grade grass,
How much longer is this going to last? -
Love hates to tell you, -
Mr. Hendrix said the story of love is quicker than the wink of an eye,
So right,
But you refused to ask why?
Now, no time to compromise, -
Love hates to tell you, --

Long ago, no -
Let there be you and I,
Every day is worthy,
Yesterday, a cloud that has only passed us by, -
The writer right!
And we have won!
We make dreamers dream!
As we watch the fading sun!

Magical arch paths of beautiful jewels
And rippling beautiful blue pools
Rubies, gold, topaz, amber drifting down
To form a beautiful carpet all around

Walking in this magical place
Feeling the cool crisp breeze on one’s face
Dreaming beautiful dreams for a moment in time
Completely submerged in God’s sublime

His masterpiece paintings show us how much
He loves us all through His beautiful touch
Colors like we’ve never seen before
The bright reds and orange I especially adore

Thank you Lord for these precious fall days
Each day a special blessing of color and grace
Knowing soon coming will be winter days
Of white diamond crystals and skies of gray

Today is the last day I write to you,
for you have never replied, my heart
has died, and all that I was is lost
and gone,

My love, my darling, I cannot stay
I cannot live another day,
don't be sad if I'm not here, I cannot
shed another tear.

The sylvan landscape stretched for miles
reached across golden fields by stiles.
Leaves carpeted the ground like tiles
whilst branches lay in gathered woodpiles.

Ancient venerable trees lined the aisles
that wandered willy nilly like juveniles.
Along the rivers banks were basking reptiles
with mouths that upturned in happy smiles.

In the midst of the rushing water were isles
that rose up high like big projectiles.
And trees marched up the hills in files
giving shelter to the fox and his wiles.

The peace of the woodlands beguiles
within its tranquillity are no exiles.