Laugh at the Moon
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[End of intermission] Part 2 Of course there are influences of the past .... and I thank Paul McCartney for this board .... and those who followed through to make it possible ... and there are some I do not know .... except through the things they write - those who have said things so seemingly right for all .... those who have given me words and thoughts that I carry with me - that I think and rethink them ..... it is not all fun and anti-gravity ..... some have irritated and ticked me off -- and in the next quarter it was mostly forgotten - peradventure even that same day .... I miss those who I once saw here many times in a row ... I understand that they move in the directions of their choosing ..... and I feeling like the_foolish moon ... stick around here orbit after orbit around the earth that goes around the sun and therefore so do I. I may have thought I knew until I knew I knew so little if nothing at all. And so here I am ... nothing, a sliver, half of who I am - a quarter more than half and at times full ... sometimes blue, sometimes waning - tide and tide tied words tying the finger-tip tongue - twisted thoughts and tumble tried type tested tone - oh yeah don't forget the waxing moon that happens to me ... what have I really said? I really don't know ... thanks anyway for yesterday, today and tomorrow ..... thanks for a moment to be serious and to laugh at you .... instead of being laughed at ... WHAT?!?!?! You are still LAUGHING at me?!!? Too?? Oh woe oh woes ... If you are going to take my picture in your eyes .... I guess I will smile ... because you are going take the picture anyway ... and if I'm mad or show a frown ... you will see it and remember it that way ... tonight .... I am the smile in the sky .....
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The_Fool:
[End of intermission] Part 2 Of course there are influences of the past .... and I thank Paul McCartney for this board .... and those who followed through to make it possible ... and there are some I do not know .... except through the things they write - those who have said things so seemingly right for all .... those who have given me words and thoughts that I carry with me - that I think and rethink them ..... it is not all fun and anti-gravity ..... some have irritated and ticked me off -- and in the next quarter it was mostly forgotten - peradventure even that same day .... I miss those who I once saw here many times in a row ... I understand that they move in the directions of their choosing ..... and I feeling like the_foolish moon ... stick around here orbit after orbit around the earth that goes around the sun and therefore so do I. I may have thought I knew until I knew I knew so little if nothing at all. And so here I am ... nothing, a sliver, half of who I am - a quarter more than half and at times full ... sometimes blue, sometimes waning - tide and tide tied words tying the finger-tip tongue - twisted thoughts and tumble tried type tested tone - oh yeah don't forget the waxing moon that happens to me ... what have I really said? I really don't know ... thanks anyway for yesterday, today and tomorrow ..... thanks for a moment to be serious and to laugh at you .... instead of being laughed at ... WHAT?!?!?! You are still LAUGHING at me?!!? Too?? Oh woe oh woes ... If you are going to take my picture in your eyes .... I guess I will smile ... because you are going take the picture anyway ... and if I'm mad or show a frown ... you will see it and remember it that way ... tonight .... I am the smile in the sky .....
What's that your doin' what's that you're doin' to me tears tare frees bare pleas share teas yeah when I see wachy I'll laugh for there's tomorrow today and of course the immortal "Yesterday" play it again sam.
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I shall not look at the beautiful moon or stars Until this terrible sentence has been lifted And I can see his face again In a world of Freedom Far from where I am.
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Day moon in the rays of the sunlight 'what, is that, it is, it's the day moon, what the..." and I think of you_fool for to gaugh at the moon at noon is loony, like a loon, like a day croon crazy for the be. Shall I laugh or cry? Oh yeah, ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha bah ha ha ha ha. peaceful inside.
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Moon phaze like crazy.
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Day moon dancing enhancing my flow common romancing weeds to my goal pleads me no old man young man close to know in niceties a go concervative introspection in selection choices roll and memories in parade in fades and explodes ha ha ha crazy moon phaze made me crow.
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..........good golly gosh who installed a bright light near my window in the middle of the night?? Who left the light on if it was not me?? Oh haha I ha in the middle of the night slurry sleepy like - I real eyes it is the moon ... and I put a book mark there in my thoughts - to laugh - but not now - I want to go back to dreamland if possible .... before the bright shiny light - made the inside of my eyelids glow .... and there was no adjustment .... the dreams were washed away - a bit overexposed I suppose as one knows my nose could not block what my eyes might see and indeed they would awake for the sake of seeing this view - the moon .... and again a note to myself to laugh about it tomorrow .... and since it was the early hours of the day when really it is dark ... my laughter for tomorrow will show up later than I think .... perhaps - out of the blue when the moon comes in my view or a thought or two about it true -- I might laugh or think about it as a laugh tomorrow - I have to work on the laugh today.... perhaps yesterday - I thought to laugh tomorrow and that day is now - today It may have been the day before --
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When my love comes to play up I gaze gone goony crazy haze does make me loony moony moon moon you make my day soo much brighter indeed.
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In the five ish time frame of this morning - Spectacular!!
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Easter moon come soon lighting fires I croon inspired by the moon day moon soo loony I laugh at that whole to 3 quarters full bloom constant craving is my doom to give to searve my mind consumes understanding to work to rise to the moon lives conspire conclude raise it higher redeem come soon working class hero signed sealed sold silver to gold white gold bold and boom hold my ruin told in two win load and look the moon in a book cold rook mold took begining to climb my mind my look what's within retook spook hook up I look oh moon neverending friend begin again rewin in pen rewind my den re chime in when (oh _fool ) ((I Intend))
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Love in light a gloves delight with moon insight I laugh at my plight I glance at the moonlight I chance a grooms right A dance sparkles starlight perchance a hand and wing cool flight to dance and sing soon might a diamand ring knees tight on a whim I gleem cool white within ages and sages thats stumbling outright to mend this thing eyes bright and chains and things soon might be free baffling what's against us bend thus rebending to an upright potion to begin this motion subblite subking on this I sing song sung and singing long blood and ringing wirlwind comes twisting to love me do delve into a paths fire for to forthify my figure is justified by the singer and guinie strides to wing her whomever she comes to be tomorrows unknown.
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O moon o my love in tune from above.
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Did you see the Moon Today/ tonight? AWESOME Happy Equinox
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The_Fool:
Did you see the Moon Today/ tonight? AWESOME Happy Equinox
Heavy moon.
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it was a gorgeous, almost harvest moon...
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...and now but a C and so to the we I'm sold solid your bold and polished public en caster established to publish a sub dish twisted sash to a wish two a wish three wishes for micheal for recyling a penny to a permanent amanda by the nickel.
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and as I sit in the C perhaps the Sea Of Tranquility - moon dust in clenched hands that run through my fingers, through the palms of my hands - like the days on the beach in the sun that warmed my being - lifted my spirit - in like the first warm day of summer without much of a spring for spring spent its time giving into winter and letting it stick around that much longer. My words my mistakes like craters reminding me of the times when I said something wrong - time and time again -- and never really knowing what it is all about - the depths of ocean wondering - to the wind that blows my troubled mind -- to the mountains reaching so high as to touch the sky -- the spirit - the inner voice sings in song -- gotta try to reach from deep inside. And as the Moon rolls its eyes at this the_foolish one - and the whole world seems to be laughing - I don't seem to be able to laugh today ..... it wasn't a very good day - it was fun while it lasted - thanks for the days you let me write and smile sorry for some of the things I said - peace and love to all.
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When I look at the moon, I don't want to laugh at it... I just want to look at it and let it hypnotize me!
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I was thinking this would work well in this thread, being that Sting's lyrics here are pure poetry merely put to song.. I think you'll agree STING - 'Sister Moon"
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Playing with the MOON... http://www.prelovac.com/vladimir/playing-with-the-moon