Isn't that quote a rip-off of Robert Hunter/Jerry Garcia
If I was a bottle I'd spill for love
Sake of mercy I'd kill for love
If I was a liar I'd lie for love
Sake of my baby I'd die for love
Sake of my baby I'd die for love
Ooh, haven't heard that song (Liberty) in a while, got the chills a little
Isn't that quote a rip-off of Robert Hunter/Jerry Garcia
If I was a bottle I'd spill for love
Sake of mercy I'd kill for love
If I was a liar I'd lie for love
Sake of my baby I'd die for love
Sake of my baby I'd die for love
Ooh, haven't heard that song (Liberty) in a while, got the chills a little
you just took me waaayy back....dang dang you have great taste in music...the rip off was unintentional I WILL KILL FOR LOVE
I knew I loved you after I gave you my side of the bed and I woke up the next morning having slept the best in years... that and the fact that you are always able to make me smile.
"I'm not present, I'm a drug that makes you dream"
Isn't that quote a rip-off of Robert Hunter/Jerry Garcia
If I was a bottle I'd spill for love
Sake of mercy I'd kill for love
If I was a liar I'd lie for love
Sake of my baby I'd die for love
Sake of my baby I'd die for love
Ooh, haven't heard that song (Liberty) in a while, got the chills a little
you just took me waaayy back....dang dang you have great taste in music...the rip off was unintentional I WILL KILL FOR LOVE
hey dang dang that vid is fucking great! it's 6:45 in the morning my eyes are closed and i'm twirllin god bless the greatfull dead. they are not given the musical repect they truley deserve. phil lesh and bob weir's band futher is playing near me next month if i can get away i'll be there.the dead is the only band i've seen more times than pearl jam. pearl jam 5 the dead 17.....i've been one of jerry's kids for 27 years you made my day thank you
It's been a long time since I woke up in hell.
Consciousness comes bringing a few moments of bliss.
Bliss, before I remember the pain and sadness
that was the day before, that will be the days to come.
Laying there the blanket becomes weighted, heavy, as though to keep me there in bed.
Where the day has not yet started.
It feels as though my body has sunk deep into the bed, hidden, safe.
Close my eyes, not to see the day
but a single tear escapes, too late.
Sleep again, fight the day, do not surrender.
I can find a few more moments of bliss, just sleep.
But only to awaken again.
It's been a long time since I woke up in hell.
Consciousness comes bringing a few moments of bliss.
Bliss, before I remember the pain and sadness
that was the day before, that will be the days to come.
Laying there the blanket becomes weighted, heavy, as though to keep me there in bed.
Where the day has not yet started.
It feels as though my body has sunk deep into the bed, hidden, safe.
Close my eyes, not to see the day
but a single tear escapes, too late.
Sleep again, fight the day, do not surrender.
I can find a few more moments of bliss, just sleep.
But only to awaken again.
Hang tight pandora...if he's the not the one, I am referring to whomever is in your thoughts, think of something bigger.....because your feelings don't have to stay the same all day. For me, they change from moment to moment...allow yourself under your sheets for a few, then get up, take a shower and have a beer or say a prayer...maybe one of those will work...:)
Music is the universal language
What's better than a cigar? Ed with a sitar
It's been a long time since I woke up in hell.
Consciousness comes bringing a few moments of bliss.
Bliss, before I remember the pain and sadness
that was the day before, that will be the days to come.
Laying there the blanket becomes weighted, heavy, as though to keep me there in bed.
Where the day has not yet started.
It feels as though my body has sunk deep into the bed, hidden, safe.
Close my eyes, not to see the day
but a single tear escapes, too late.
Sleep again, fight the day, do not surrender.
I can find a few more moments of bliss, just sleep.
But only to awaken again.
Hang tight pandora...if he's the not the one, I am referring to whomever is in your thoughts, think of something bigger.....because your feelings don't have to stay the same all day. For me, they change from moment to moment...allow yourself under your sheets for a few, then get up, take a shower and have a beer or say a prayer...maybe one of those will work...:)
I think I may need both a beer and a prayer to get me through the days to come
thank you for your kind words and sharing your thoughts and feelings with us daily. Both mean a lot to me.
It's been a long time since I woke up in hell.
Consciousness comes bringing a few moments of bliss.
Bliss, before I remember the pain and sadness
that was the day before, that will be the days to come.
Laying there the blanket becomes weighted, heavy, as though to keep me there in bed.
Where the day has not yet started.
It feels as though my body has sunk deep into the bed, hidden, safe.
Close my eyes, not to see the day
but a single tear escapes, too late.
Sleep again, fight the day, do not surrender.
I can find a few more moments of bliss, just sleep.
But only to awaken again.
i feel alot like that laltley....but then i remember positive loveing friends like you to give me hope....emily dickenson wrote..hope is the thing with feathers that perches in the soul and never stops singing....i can't remember all the words to that poem but it always makes me cry happy tears...yes i said cry
Tampa must be "drive without a turn-signal town." Four different drivers made turns, changed lanes, cut in front of me, etc. without signals today. :shock:
And with their tinted windows, it's not possible to tell if they're just really OLD or young and obnoxious!! :?
It's been a long time since I woke up in hell.
Consciousness comes bringing a few moments of bliss.
Bliss, before I remember the pain and sadness
that was the day before, that will be the days to come.
Laying there the blanket becomes weighted, heavy, as though to keep me there in bed.
Where the day has not yet started.
It feels as though my body has sunk deep into the bed, hidden, safe.
Close my eyes, not to see the day
but a single tear escapes, too late.
Sleep again, fight the day, do not surrender.
I can find a few more moments of bliss, just sleep.
But only to awaken again.
i feel alot like that laltley....but then i remember positive loveing friends like you to give me hope....emily bronte wrote..hope is the thing with feathers that perches in the soul and never stops singing....i can't remember all the words to that poem but it always makes me cry happy tears...yes i said cry
thats beautiful, thanks for your friendship, Dan
above all else we always have hope, yes
Tampa must be "drive without a turn-signal town." Four different drivers made turns, changed lanes, cut in front of me, etc. without signals today. :shock:
And with their tinted windows, it's not possible to tell if they're just really OLD or young and obnoxious!! :?
I also found out that traffic rules are diferent in Florida than in any other state.
The other day I had to pull over & check if I didn't have a "PULL OUT RIGHT HERE" sign on the front of my car.
Comments
fitting.
"To question your government is not unpatriotic --
to not question your government is unpatriotic."
-- Sen. Chuck Hagel
I hope you get it.
"To question your government is not unpatriotic --
to not question your government is unpatriotic."
-- Sen. Chuck Hagel
woo hoo !!! welcome to the club of the pathetic, and lame !!! I'm a member a few times over !!
"To question your government is not unpatriotic --
to not question your government is unpatriotic."
-- Sen. Chuck Hagel
want to be enlightened"
We were all so much younger!!
great music, great food, great conversation, great people
Isn't that quote a rip-off of Robert Hunter/Jerry Garcia
If I was a bottle I'd spill for love
Sake of mercy I'd kill for love
If I was a liar I'd lie for love
Sake of my baby I'd die for love
Sake of my baby I'd die for love
Ooh, haven't heard that song (Liberty) in a while, got the chills a little
http://vids.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.individual&videoID=1739394030
you would remove your hand from my throat and let me breathe...
too many years,
too many things said.
"To question your government is not unpatriotic --
to not question your government is unpatriotic."
-- Sen. Chuck Hagel
Consciousness comes bringing a few moments of bliss.
Bliss, before I remember the pain and sadness
that was the day before, that will be the days to come.
Laying there the blanket becomes weighted, heavy, as though to keep me there in bed.
Where the day has not yet started.
It feels as though my body has sunk deep into the bed, hidden, safe.
Close my eyes, not to see the day
but a single tear escapes, too late.
Sleep again, fight the day, do not surrender.
I can find a few more moments of bliss, just sleep.
But only to awaken again.
Hang tight pandora...if he's the not the one, I am referring to whomever is in your thoughts, think of something bigger.....because your feelings don't have to stay the same all day. For me, they change from moment to moment...allow yourself under your sheets for a few, then get up, take a shower and have a beer or say a prayer...maybe one of those will work...:)
What's better than a cigar? Ed with a sitar
thank you for your kind words and sharing your thoughts and feelings with us daily. Both mean a lot to me.
And with their tinted windows, it's not possible to tell if they're just really OLD or young and obnoxious!! :?
above all else we always have hope, yes
word
wierd owls round up devils
What's better than a cigar? Ed with a sitar
I also found out that traffic rules are diferent in Florida than in any other state.
The other day I had to pull over & check if I didn't have a "PULL OUT RIGHT HERE" sign on the front of my car.
What's better than a cigar? Ed with a sitar
Or I might not be.