picture this…
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am not sure i could picture you, stone faced and sitting at some desk pushing itemized thoughts accross a paper but then maybe this is just what you do and all day long is done? am not sure you could picture me, laughing at most things i see when i probably should be serious on the things i take so seriously? but these worlds are far and seperate ones beneath a moon we share and a setting sun and if it is only i thinking them, then at least they were thought by someone who beleived in love who believes in you. then sad it is no one wins or loses but instead pretends for there are no choices as there are no ends and the empty voices are instead those hugless friends. and who am i to grieve at what never was or will be only dreams can find you and nowhere will never find me without a reason i’ll pretend that you’ll be someone once i held too close to me. and if escaping all these rainy days does this find one soul in ecstasy or find one’s arms in destiny empty holding no one, no one holding me?
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Hey.. I pictured it.. but.. I look deeper.. I don’t see any frowns.. I see the thought behind them.. and I ask.. and when I see a smile.. I look for someone who know how to hide pain.. and why? me.. I would like to be a little more superficial to the world and who I meet.. I ask all the questions that go beyond the superficial first meeting.. and why are all the people who have depth and character sitting here typing into their computers.. and how.. can we all find each other in reality.. Pam.. I wish you lived in PA.. I could use another close friend who reached in.. as well as let me reach into your heart and soul.. same moon we all share huh.. wow.. You are really.. really good with words.. and sometimes you blow me away.. same name.. lotta little people.. divorced and remarried and still kinda lonely.. why do I feel I am looking in a mirror of words sometimes.. Your friend.. no offense.. just impressed.. Pamela "pam / aka cloud9" <cloudninNOS…@bellsouth.net> wrote in message news:389b20d2.66044680@news1.lig.bellsouth.net… – Hide quoted text — Show quoted text -> am not sure i could picture you, stone faced and sitting at some desk > pushing itemized thoughts accross a paper but then maybe this is just > what you do and all day long is done? > am not sure you could picture me, laughing at most things i see when i > probably should be serious on the things i take so seriously? > but these worlds are far and seperate ones beneath a moon we share and > a setting sun and if it is only i thinking them, then at least they > were thought by someone who beleived in love who believes in you. > then sad it is no one wins or loses but instead pretends for there are > no choices as there are no ends and the empty voices are instead those > hugless friends. > and who am i to grieve at what never was or will be only dreams can > find you and nowhere will never find me without a reason i’ll pretend > that you’ll be someone once i held too close to me. > and if escaping all these rainy days does this find one soul in > ecstasy or find one’s arms in destiny empty holding no one, no one > holding me?
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from wence does the inspiration for this come? pam / aka cloud9 wrote in message <389b20d2.66044…@news1.lig.bellsouth.net>… >am not sure i could picture you, stone faced and sitting at some desk >pushing itemized thoughts accross a paper but then maybe this is just >what you do and all day long is done?
once I did, for many years, for payment of survival then I did for a few years for fun now I seek a balance in my activities and worth in my deeds when the day is done >am not sure you could picture me, laughing at most things i see when i >probably should be serious on the things i take so seriously?
oh yes I could picture you as a wonderful smile I sense you have found a balance between good sense and style 
>but these worlds are far and seperate ones beneath a moon we share >and a
setting sun and if it is only i thinking them, then at least they >were thought by someone who beleived in love who believes in you.
you are not alone in your thoughts even if some misunderstand you see the rapture of the beach where others see just water and sand >then sad it is no one wins or loses but instead pretends for there are >no choices as there are no ends and the empty voices are instead >those hugless
friends. sad it is that some perspectives deliberately negate others when the ultimate truth must be we are all sisters and brothers >and who am i to grieve at what never was or will be only dreams can >find you and nowhere will never find me without a reason i’ll pretend >that you’ll be someone once i held too close to me.
you are one who feels the fire and dares to dream of peace and love and the gift of understanding that others think they’re above or perhaps out of reach, above >and if escaping all these rainy days does this find one soul in >ecstasy or find one’s arms in destiny empty holding no one, no one >holding me?
fathoms from the painted desert breath of dreams caress the soul hunger comes up from within us giving us our chosen role wonders we can call a heaven bring a dream called happiness doubts we can imagine as hell is a gasp called loneliness and between the paper pauses beyond laughter, beyond tears comfort comes from deep inside us when we embrace all our fears accept the moment that finds us sharing a thought in a song proof that when we’re feeling lonely maybe our senses are wrong and all we have to do is reach out and be honest with ourselves to find hope and faith in strangers more than in books on our shelves and to bridge the silent distance just to simply understand so there words are a gift for you placed here with a human hand to let you know I have been here to respond to your heart’s call to give my life worth and meaning and to be here, that is all… honest love, ric
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