Only the wise can dance the rhythm of life.
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I am searching, I am not alone.
Everything is clearer now.
Life is just a dream
That's never ending
No division in the ranks
The lines are long and proud
No question on their lips
But there will always be doubt
Like a chinese painting
All red with it's message
A flag high in the sky
Twists and turns it's language
Underneath the colours red-blue-white
Catch a glimpse of others
From the corner of your eye
With the rise and fall of
The conductor's blind-hand
I play Russian roulette
I'm an angry young man
- Underneath the Colours by INXS.
By Miss Rev_Acts
Looking out the window.
Book in my hand, jewelry on the table.
Music whirls around my head.
Humming out of tune.
Tick, tick, ticking of the clock.
What it means, I know not.
Picture in a frame.
Time goes by.
The mirror reflects me.
Eyes looking through.
Fears are fading.
Light is coming.
When you arise in the morning, think of what a precious privilege it is to be alive - to breathe, to think, to enjoy, to love.
Watch the world argue, argue with itself. Who's going to teach me peace and happiness.
- From an INXS song.
Those who dream by day are cognizant of many things which escape those who dream only by night.
Edgar Allan Poe.
The trouble with the world is that the stupid are cocksure and the intelligent are full of doubt.
- Bertrand Russell.
An eye for an eye ends up making the whole world blind.
You must be the change you want to see in the world.
Permanent good can never be the outcome of untruth and violence.
Great spirits have always encountered violent opposition from mediocre minds.
Let my name stand among those who are willing to bear ridicule and reproach for the truth's sake, and so earn some right to rejoice when the victory is won.
Louisa May Alcott.
The only people for me are the mad ones, the ones mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing but burn, burn, burn like fabulous roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars and in the middle you see the blue center light pop and everybody goes 'Awww!"
- Jack Kerouac.
^^ And that's why I hang in the Lounge.
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