Nov 19, 2019

But for too many` prayers are crumpled waste papers` . .on the floor.

WALKED
Often do in my thoughts,
not knowing how today would emerge
troubled by unanswered prayers and to silent redeemer
The troubles in my mind can no longer,be sidetracked when the days brings all its everyday stuff.

But for too many` prayers are crumpled waste papers` . .on the floor.


Visited the display that a friend commented was bit of a disappointment.

Enjoyed, worth a visit, maybe with more time got longer stay. Life often called me to reflect on ART and creator.

Looking at stuff from Album cover,to lyric sheet,CD insert Postcards TV books all to inspire.
Bring something into my feeling.
Thinking.
Doing.
Or sometimes just a way of passing time valuable staring at image,thinking about narrative, even transported back into time.

THE exhibition displays Michelangelo’s world-famous work up close for the first time, giving visitors unprecedented access to the artist’s magnificent paintings which adorn the ceiling of the Sistine Chapel in the Vatican.Hull Minster has made the exhibition free to enter to enable as many people as possible to experience Michelangelo’s genius up close,
Was there anything I could have said or done
Oh I, had no clue you were masking a troubled
soul, God only knows
What went wrong, and why you'd leave the stage

A friend who committed suicide was 17, one summer , While ago. -- "In my mind, I keep you frozen like a 17-year-old" -- it's eerie to me and it's haunting. At the same time, it's a poignant message for the youth out there, for  teenagers out there, struggling and contemplating that decision, which they shouldn't make. That's why this song's got a lot of angst in it because it wants to let that [message] out of the bag -- that's not the answer. You don't have to do that. There's so much more in your life to live for. There are so many more people in your life that are going to be affected by a decision like that. That's why I love that song."

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Storms....huge weather variates at present

Huge winds brought chills waves and stormy conditions Despite this turmoil Got dressed, got out. Excitement conversation's  Pictures and...

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"