Using my blog to try and make the world a better place. If I can help someone forget their troubles for a few minutes a day, it's all worth it.

1973 (btw, is it just me, or do I look like the first-season Bobby Brady in this pic?????):

1973 (btw, is it just me, or do I look like the first-season Bobby Brady in this pic?????):
I watch the ripples change their size, but never leave the stream of warm impermanent sand. So the days flow through my eyes but still the days seem the same. And these children that you spit on as they try to change their world are immune to your consultations. They're quite aware of what they're going through.

Wednesday, May 21, 2014

The Goddess on the mountain top was burning like a silver flame.

Her weapons were her crystal eyes, making every man mad. Black as the dark night she was, got what no one else had. She's got it, yeah baby she's got it.

1 comment:

Diane said...

Well, I had never associated Marcia Brady with that song before.

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