What a dark time it's been,no dreams to fill this void.I don't need them when I'm with you.You make me forget the lost hours,the blank darkness, the cold silence.I no longer wake because the sun rises... View MoreWhat a dark time it's been,no dreams to fill this void.I don't need them when I'm with you.You make me forget the lost hours,the blank darkness, the cold silence.I no longer wake because the sun rises,but merely because I must see you. You may never know that your laugh makes me smile, your smile keeps me warm, your touch drives me crazy, your eyes hold me tight and your arms house me. You may never know; that's okay -- I'm the quiet type..
Is 50g of bark enough to extract or do I need more?
We were born screamingAnd will die sighing.At some point in between,Our energyOur passionOur optimismAnd our prideWas forcedInto premature expiration,Leaving us afraid,HopelessAnd totally functional.W... View MoreWe were born screamingAnd will die sighing.At some point in between,Our energyOur passionOur optimismAnd our prideWas forcedInto premature expiration,Leaving us afraid,HopelessAnd totally functional.With our fully trained,Sterile imaginationsWe wake upAt the same time every dayAccepting, perpetuatingAnd then sleepingIn the same place we woke up in.We despise it but we do it anyway -That’s the way it’s always been.Where wars are a pragmatic business schemeAnd the lives of others, expenses,Where politicians promise with one handAnd snatch twice as fast with the other,Where the money you paidTo drown your sorrowWill line the pocketsOf the man who robbed you,Where forests and oceans are stacked on shelvesTo be sold for smoke and steelThe way it’s always been.Where advocates of peace are cowardsAnd murderers are heroes,Where the creation of art is uselessAnd destruction by toxic chemicals is economically necessary,Where voices in uniform are voices of truthAnd our neighbours are not to be trusted,Where we wish for differenceBut concede it is just a wishThe way it’s always been.Born screaming,We will die sighingThe way it’s always been.But every now and then,Enough becomes enoughAnd we realise that the dream of oneIs just a dreamBut the dream of millionsCan become reality -The few becomes the many,The way it’s always been.Every day, strong peopleProtect weak people,Compassion is chosenOver conflict,One person fallsAnd another picks them up,A child grows upBut never stops asking "why?"Never stops screamingUntil a lonely cry is answered,And a lonely hand is held,The way it’s always been.And, in their arrogant binge on prosperity,Our Leaders –Our Bosses -Our Masters -Our oppressors will forgetThat all empires fall,The powerful become powerlessAnd a new world growsOn the grave of the old -That’s the way it’s always been.
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You can't throw skin on a wound,You should patiently wait for it to heal.But when you're impatient and desperate you will find anything to cover it with. And that's the sad thing about loving another ... View MoreYou can't throw skin on a wound,You should patiently wait for it to heal.But when you're impatient and desperate you will find anything to cover it with. And that's the sad thing about loving another being too soon. Their not the scar you wait for,Their just the band-aid..
I don't know why but I can't stop staring at this picture of my cup. No filters used and not edited in any way.
Don't let someone else's darkness wash away your brightest colors.
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