In sorrow we pay our deepest respect.

There is tragedy in joy.

Numb in endless ways.

Find solace in bright stars.

Find as the shaman say the face of your buda.

The cost with out is one bright penny.

Some play at humanity some ride the light.

Tumble with me.

See hope shine.

Walk with these few words.

Do a kind deed, perhaps.

I know time holds us like a straight jacket.

The earth does as well.

Find a blue day and love it true.

It is not impossible that at the bluest part of sunset your lady or man will show you thier glow.