eye's didn't see,
listen to me,
paths of the dragon
lead only to
Who are you really??
not the tibet thing again. I told you tibet will take care of their own.
and so it is writen that way my son.
This graffiti ridicules the criminalization of the Dali Lama
Brother james, cousin simon are here to help you hide the family picture of the Dali Lama.
Buddha shaped hourglass turns over aspects of charity into sinless acts of sacrifice.
Turtle shell fell into pieces here forth the national future action will leave neither without.
Chant neutral bible quotes with help from strangers,
Abandon status as Moses under house arrest
An integration of meditations going to church barefoot
The code of China is embroidered on prayer sleeves.
The privileged offer no dialog over the satellite which set aside the rights of human beings
Reinventing the myth of being arrested in front of his family
Martial law students subvert their subculture feeling abandoned by progressive societies
People in power are doing wrong kick down the door and be taken away Panchen Lama
dancin' with Jack on my shoulders this morning...my heart is going good and...Lord knows I'm a voodoo child baby...Jack pat pat pat on my crew cut head and hoot hoot hoot as I spin and dance along and suddenly I throw my dreads back in the hot southern sun of Alabama with all twelve fingers outstretched from the end of my spine shooting acid electricity screaming cause I'm a voodoo child...........voodoo child.......and jack holds on smiling and laughing and digging every bit of it all the way back to our living room...
Stray cat shufflin’ down
the street at dawn
Don’t know where he’s been, but
it’s time to go home.
Blind rat hiding in
the shadow’s light
He’s too old to run, but
not afraid to fight.
Storm clouds blowin’ in
from miles around
Gotta seek shelter, or
your soul might drown.
Sometimes it’s hard to hear
what’s harder to say
Have to keep living, Lord,
for one more day.
There’s no way out, and just
one way down
Devil’s gonna catch you
just hanging around
Awesome reading, folks - keep `em coming!!! Stuman, thanks for getting this started!
I had a dream
I was a great travler of all space and time
I have no control of this journey
I own nothing but the clothes on my body
and an old tatterd road map
I have no freinds
I have no familly
no knowlege of where or when i would travle
only the knowleageto help people i did not know
I was tired.
I did sleep, only to awaken in a different place
a different time
just wandering, looking for road sings
and checking my old tatterd road map
to determin where i was
every day every hour
a different senario
different people, different places
I would fall into peopls lives
like the leaves falling in autum
I would help these strange people
no matter of their situation
they did not know me
they did not remember me
so so very tired
scared to sleep
I never know where
or when I will wake
It is off to sleep I go
where i will wake ,I do not know
Is this a dream at all ?
Oh so very strange where the road leads.
he is what he eats
i am what i see
he is what he consumes
i am what i hear
he is what he collects
i am what i love
he is what he takes
i am what i choose
written on my birthday, 2 days after my sister passed over