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WHEN I CALL ON GOD

WHEN I CALL ON GOD

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When I call on God I find Love.

When I Accept that Love I find Knowledge.

When I apply that Knowledge I find Friendship.

When I share that Friendship I discover more Love.

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Lee Broom

 

Johnny Be Good (Photography by Sandra Schou)

MUD PIES MAKE MY DAYp

Photography by Sandra Schou

Johnny Be Good my friend, my pal
To yourself as well as to others.
Amends is the key to the day you’ll be free
Of the fear of being bothered.
Bothered by memories, bothered to hear
Of impending loneliness year after year.

Johnny Be Good my friend, my pal
To yourself as well as to others.
Be good to yourself; you’ll find it true,
That you’ll eagerly seek to be ready to do,
The things we can do though bothered.
Be ready my friend to be bothered.

 

 

I’m tap, tap, tapping

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I’m tap, tap, tapping

At my itty, bitty laptop

Thinkin’ in my tip-top

How to make it stop, stop.

Soundin’ kinda hip hop.

Wundrin’ how to say what I mean.

Nuff said.

I just finished watching a two-hour movie in Spanish.

I don’t speak Spanish.

It was a scenario with a psychedelic blend of imaginary cultures in an unfamiliar world, ten thousand years or so ago, give or take a century or two.

None of the different cultures understood each other’s words. There were people fighting, there was a love story, two wars, terrifying conflicts with carnivorous giant ostriches, a saber-tooth tiger and lots of mastodons.

There was a complicated story line and occasionally I would say to myself “Well, what the hell, if this was truly ten thousand years ago I wouldn’t speak those languages either.

When the movie was over I understood the entire thing. It might of well have been the English version. It didn’t matter. The words, dammit. They didn’t mean anything at all. Only hours ago I walked away from the end of a seventeen year old friendship. We fought over the fact that even though we both speak English-Only, we don’t speak the same language.

I know what the movie was about.

I know nothing of value about the real life story. Nothing. Absolutely NOTHING.

I’m tap, tap, tappin’

At my itty, bitty laptop

Thinkin’ in my tip-top

How to make it stop, stop.

Soundin’ kinda hip hop.

Wundrin’ how to say what I mean.

Wundrin’ how to say what I mean

Johnny Be Good (Photography by Sandra Schou)

MUD PIES MAKE MY DAYp

Photography by Sandra Schou

Johnny Be Good my friend, my pal
To yourself as well as to others.
Amends is the key to the day you’ll be free
Of the fear of being bothered.
Bothered by memories, bothered to hear
Of impending loneliness year after year.

Johnny Be Good my friend, my pal
To yourself as well as to others.
Be good to yourself; you’ll find it true,
That you’ll eagerly seek to be ready to do,
The things we can do though bothered.
Be ready my friend to be bothered.