Let it begin with me

"I am only one; but still I am one.
I cannot do everything, but still I can do something.
I will not refuse to do the something I can do."
--Helen Keller.

I am a living message of love to the world.

For that Special Someone

For weeks, I have heard this song in my head as each day goes by...
I finally decided to post the lyrics here & maybe it will help them to go away...
For you-know-who-you-are.... whereever you are.... change "she" to "he"

"With Or Without You"

See the stone set in your eyes
See the thorn twist in your side
I wait for you

Sleight of hand and twist of fate
On a bed of nails she makes me wait
And I wait without you

With or without you
With or without you

Through the storm we reach the shore
You give it all but I want more
And I'm waiting for you

With or without you
With or without you
I can't live
With or without you

And you give yourself away
And you give yourself away
And you give
And you give
And you give yourself away

My hands are tied
My body bruised, she's got me with
Nothing to win and
Nothing left to lose

And you give yourself away
And you give yourself away
And you give
And you give
And you give yourself away

With or without you
With or without you
I can't live
With or without you

With or without you
With or without you
I can't live
With or without you
With or without you

“Lateralus”

“Lateralus” Written by Maynard James Keenan

Black then white are all i see in my infancy.
red and yellow then came to be,
reaching out to me. lets me see.
as below, so above and beyond,
I imagine drawn beyond the lines of reason.

Push the envelope. Watch it bend.
Over thinking, over analyzing separates the body from the mind.
Withering my intuition, missing opportunities and I must
Feed my will to feel my moment drawing way outside the lines.

Black then white are all i see in my infancy.
red and yellow then came to be,
reaching out to me. lets me see there is so much more
and beckons me to look thru to these infinite possibilities.
as below, so above and beyond, I imagine drawn outside the lines of reason.

Push the envelope. Watch it bend.
over thinking, over analyzing separates the body from the mind.
Withering my intuition leaving opportunities behind.
Feed my will to feel this moment urging me to cross the line.

Reaching out to embrace the random.
Reaching out to embrace whatever may come.
I embrace my desire to feel the rhythm,
to feel connected enough to step aside
and weep like a widow to feel inspired to fathom the power,
to witness the beauty, to bathe in the fountain,
to swing on the spiral to swing on the spiral
to swing on the spiral of our divinity and still be a human.

With my feet upon the ground I move myself between the sounds
and open wide to suck it in. I feel it move across my skin.
I'm reaching up and reaching out. I'm reaching for the random
or what ever will bewilder me. what ever will bewilder me.
And following our will and wind we may just go where no one's been.
We'll ride the spiral to the end and may just go where no one's been.
Spiral out. Keep going. Spiral out. Keep going. Spiral out. Keep going.
Spiral out. Keep going. Spiral out. Keep going.

An Invitation

I think this says it all
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