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Posted by AdaGrace on May 1, 2005, at 9:30:39
Where is that?
Bluebirds fly
Way up high
but where is it?I can't find that place.
I can't see it
I can't feel it
And I certainly can't imagine it.It is imaginary, isn't it.
My minds cannot fathom something better than where we are.Doesn't matter what you say.
Doesn't matter how I feel.It's not there, you're not there, we aren't there.
And therefore, it does not exist.
The path to utopia is paved with sharp stones and thorns, and those that follow that path must be strong enough to take the barefooted pain and become better because of it.No pain, no gain.
What a load of crap.We're going to expire from that pain before the d*amn road even starts to unwind and eaven out with a little f*cking asphalt.
Posted by sunny10 on May 2, 2005, at 12:33:19
In reply to Over the Rainbow, posted by AdaGrace on May 1, 2005, at 9:30:39
remember the point, though, AdaGrace, "there's no place like home".
And a better line from a song, "it's not having what you want, It's wanting what you have (that counts)"....
You can't see the forest because all the darn trees are in the way; but it's a beautiful peaceful wooded forest with frolicking nymphs and sweetly singing birds alight on wings of kaliedescope colors, breathtaking waterfalls, clean-smelling mosses, and bright, frothy green ferns.
Try to find one nice thing in YOUR forest today; a pretty picture, a stream of sunlight through your front window, anything. Do this everyday.
Find the beauty of your particular forest again. It is all around you, dear.hugs and kisses- thinking of you,
sunny10
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