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Share Yourself, Receive But Scully prefers to take a different approach, from the wondering
Others, Have Faith and perspective of the Wise Old bird:
Walk Tall (wow!) – these
are Janis’s recipes to reach Once there was a wise old bird, who liked to listen to things to be heard,
Happiness: Of a gentling breeze, a rustling grass, and he dreamt of things that might come to pass,
Of brothers and sisters who all lived as one,
You can make it And bosses and foreman, well shit, there were none,
Anything you want to, And no-one was hungry and no-one was poor,
Make your own reality. And no-one had policemen come knock on their door,
Spin and weave it, And no-body cared for the colour of skin,
Like a beautiful rich tapestry, Or asked you strange questions of where you had been.
Weaved with golden thread,
Amongst the coloured twine. Of folks who would help you, help pass the time,
Who’d say “Here share this”, and not say “That’s mine.”
Compose the tune to dance to, And all folks were happy, of troubles t’was none,
Create your own tomorrows, Of religion, no problems, t’were no Gods but one,
Through words and deeds,
That drift outwards from todays And He was a good one, no problems at all,
vibrations But somewhere, somehow, mankind took a fall.
They started to lie, they started to cheat,
Write it like a book, The primary object was others to beat.
Day by day, “Let’s poison and squander, and make all things dead,
The plot of your dreams,
Becomes tangible, Your thoughts of conserving, well, put them to bed.”
real and touchable. And old Mother Earth, well, she shook her head,
You mongrels, you bastards, you make me see red.
Believe in miracles, But no-one would listen, her warnings in vain,
Trust your instincts,
Stretch that extra inch, “Our characters’ unblemished”, (but only in name)
Outstretched hands and minds. And still the old owl quietly sat on his branch,
And what he did see, well, it did make him blanch,
Be happy with reactions, How brothers and sisters could not live as one,
Because you are alive,
You feel, Of all man’s endeavors, t’was few geared for fun,
And to feel is to be living. And he wondered how simple that life could well be,
Oh, to be happy and sincere and free,
So make your pictures colourful, He wondered and wished for that happy day,
Uninhibited splendour. He thrice shook his head and then flew away!
As may textures and the widest
variations possible, SCULLY
Within the theme of you.
For you are your own miracle, ToBiase has long been looking for plenty of people who like to live the same
And that is exactly perfect.
way that he does and play the same games. Maybe you can help him find
Don’t fear endings, them….
Rather welcome beginnings,
Be true to yourself.
Play, work, smile, and dance, ACCEPTING AND APPRECIATING
Rhythm is life. TOTAL LIVING EXPERIENCE
Share yourself, This semi-free-society of ours does (as anyone knows) restrict the
Receive others, freedoms of quite a lot of people (minority groups ?) for to feel –
Bring joy, to do – the things : the way they want to … yet, upon close
Bring healing hands, examination of the facts, we still DO have a lot of options and
Be sure and Steadfast. choices !
Have faith, **Then, by allowing an Attitudinal Shift towards Total Positivity,
Be Blessed, we can see how everything that happens, is just GAMES to be PLAYED
Walk Tall….
Janis … Total Living Satisfaction comes to those of us who find the
willingness to accept & play, ONLY those Games which provide
opportunities for giving us the Best Possible Feelings …
**So, it follows that, I now intend to live the Way I want to – and
I want to enjoy the company of plenty loving, joyful naturally
healthy, creative appreciative friends, who also Want to live the
same life, therefore, is to find plenty people,
who want to Play the Same Game
that I love !... ToBase
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