Go read Evelyn. ;^) Watch the video.
Here’s the secret: Life supports it Self in all its myriad of expressions. Only and only when we cut ourselves off from our real self do things get dicey.
All I can say is that my life is pretty plain
I like watchin’ the puddles gather rain
And all I can do is just pour some tea for two
and speak my point of view
But it’s not sane, It’s not sane
I just want some one to say to me
“I’ll always be there when you wake”
Ya know I’d like to keep my cheeks dry today
So stay with me and I’ll have it made
And I don’t understand why I sleep all day
And I start to complain that there’s no rain
And all I can do is read a book to stay awake
And it rips my life away, but it’s a great escape
escape……escape……escape……
All I can say is that my life is pretty plain
ya don’t like my point of view
ya think I’m insane
Its not sane……it’s not sane
— Blind Melon
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Perfectly sane.
Ditto that!
I like it!….I’ll be back.
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