Feb 25, 2009

new moon rising


sometimes the moon against the sea is just pure beautiful


a night chatting with some of the young people who live nearby and love skating boxing and other stuff.

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Churches mission....I'm not joking with you about this.

Wonder why we get mixed up about nature and purpose of why we exist. Churches are there to develop the very same ,actual real purpose of it...

MAYBE WE WON`T MEET AGAIN

. . . she got a postcard in the mail
That just said Heaven,with a picture of the ocean and the beach
The simple words he wrote her
Said he loved her
How he'd hold her if his arms would reach
Wish you were here, wish you could see this place
Wish you were near,Wish I could touch your face
The weather's nice, it's paradise
It's summertime all year and there's some folks we know
They say, "Hello, "
I miss you so, wish you were here"