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As the President has indicated, my life has been a life of travel - for 60 years constantly moving over the wide world on journeys which first and last have taken me to 83 countries, and, what is more significant, to most of them again and again.

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We Think Life Stops

life stops
like the way we hold each other's
hands at dawn
and then we simply feel nothing

like the way i put my right leg on top of your
thighs and
you say nothing

life stops when we think there is nothing
significant about ourselves anymore

there is nothing
in your belly and there is nothing
in my veins

we think life stops
like the way we keep on going
because we cannot stop to keep on
moving

we think
life stopped

but actually life never stops
even when we think it stopped moving

even when we
actually stop loving

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Destiny Leads The Way

All through your great life journey you follow your destiny
And where you are living at today is where you are meant to be
And whether you live in your Hometown or from there live far away
It all goes back to destiny where you are at today
We make our own decisions and for our mistakes we pay
Yet in the course of our destiny we do not have a say
From the moment we are born our pathways through life are paved
And the destinies of our life's journeys in our souls are engraved
Though many will tell you differently they say our life's journey is our own choice
But destiny the silent one never does heed advice
And even those who do not believe in it follow it every day
Where-ever their journeys take them to destiny leads the way
And whether you travel far from home or live in your own country-side
Destiny of seven letters your life's journey decide.

poem by Francis Duggan
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Advice For Arab Revolutionaries Feb 22nd 2011

I got advice for all those Arab countries in revolutions,
Write a constitution now as one of your few solutions,
Get an okay from the people and make it only for them,
Next president for only four years or it maybe more mayhem.

A set-date election every four years for different girls/guys,
Check how much money is left and no need for a surprise,
Elect the president by name – not someone in his party,
Everyone over eighteen to vote regardless of poverty.

All countries should have binding referendums like the Swiss,
Separation of church, mosque and state should not be hit and miss,
A despot diehard ruler should not control the army,
And try to work things out all these national things in harmony.

Feb 22nd,2011

poem by James Bredin
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We were constantly moving to different countries and adjusting to new things. It was such a free feeling. I'm glad I didn't have a traditional upbringing.

quote by River Phoenix
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Moving Pictures

Life is only a moving picture
Nothing in life is a permanent fixture
Oh no oh oh no
Black girls, white girls oh what a mixture
Looking as pretty as a picture
Oh no oh oh no
We live, we die no one knows why
We come, we go we see the show
And its always moving, always moving
Life is only a moving picture
Oh, life can sometimes not be very nice
But then you make your choice so you must pay the price
You take the good and bad cos lifes all work and play
And it soon fades away
Oh no oh oh no
Life is only what you make out
So make the verses rhyme and all the pieces fit
There isnt any time to make much sense of it
It soon fades away
Oh no oh oh no
Life is only a moving picture
Nothing in life is a permanent fixture
Oh no oh oh no
We live, we die no one knows why
We come, we go we see the show
And its always moving, always moving
Look at all those moving pictures
Nothing in life is a permanent fixture
Oh no oh oh no
Its only moving, only moving, only moving pictures

song performed by by Kinks
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Good Luck Mr. President

Yes, the tears flow.
A President inaugurates;
Hope rises.
Faith renewed.
Fire comes down
to light the candle
which will show us our way.

Good luck
Mr. President
while the way is long,
we travel it together.

The nights will stretch away
into years
but our writing hand
will not stall
over the difficult parts
History is being written here.

Good luck Mr. President
we are counting on us.

poem by Lonnie Hicks
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Light Years

Written: kylie minogue, biff stannard and julian gallagher
10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1
Listen can you hear the distance calling
Far away but will be with you soon
Rocket into outer space in orbit
Take us to the pop stars on the moon
Ahhh, ahhhh, ahhhh, travel in light years
Ahhh, ahhhh, ahhhh, travel in light years
Have yourself a taste of foreign glamour
Feeding on our way to something new
Missing for a night but gone forever
But they are here to take good care of you
Ahhh, ahhhh, ahhhh, travel in light years
Ahhh, ahhhh, ahhhh, travel in light years
Ahhh, ahhhh, ahhhh, travel in light years
Ahhh, ahhhh, ahhhh, travel in light years
Spoken:
Please fasten your seat belts
My name is kylie,
Ill be your purser
The exits are in the front and the rear of the craft
Get up to get down at discoteca
Take a breath and take the plunge my dear
Maybe things that you dont know are better
Ill take you in my capsule out of here
Ahhh, ahhhh, ahhhh, travel in light years
Ahhh, ahhhh, ahhhh, travel in light years
Ahhh, ahhhh, ahhhh, travel in light years
Ahhh, ahhhh, ahhhh, travel in light years
Thank you for flying km air
We hope had a pleasant flight
Please fly with us again

song performed by by Kylie Minogue
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Letter to my graduated sister

There comes a time in life,
when people have to leave the path they had followed.
They have to leave what they have known all their life,
and go out into the wide world.

When school is finished,
graduation passed,
you go on with your life,
and go to college.

You work for your future,
to get the best job you can get.
You've dreamt of the that job all your life,
or chose your study at the last minute.

None of that matters,
as long as you keep moving forward,
and keep your eyes on the prize,
your dream job,
and I'll know you'll succeed.

poem by Anne Unknown
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Two Rivers

Thirty years in Kansas
As a home grown country boy
Riding life's ups and downs
I almost lost my joy.

Thirty years in Israel
I've finally seen it clear
These journeys not required
The answers were right Here.

The blood that flows within my veins
It flows from East to West
And who will say with good intent
Which river I love best.

Am I an ancient warrior?
Or a Holy Man of God?
I travel this strange journey
In search of my own song.

The stars they are the compass
Illuminating the dark of night
Sacred is the Daylight
I've found the Tree of Life.

One second of eternity
Too splendid to be measured
The brilliant dawn of
Love's sweet bliss
Forever to be treasured.

poem by Lynne FincherSpringarden
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Night Journeys

did you travel by plane
train bus or car?

enjoy motion waves
of moonlit land night travels
so much better than stasis
commercial aircraft

night journeys can be
such emotional fun
choice to sleep or feel
let glee excitement run

at journeys end sweet blessings wait
bundles of blessings do not be late
travel with ease avoid excessive freight

Godspeed in your travels fast lightweight

poem by Terence George Craddock
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On Life Choices

Only one can be president and only one can be pope
And for every millionaire many struggle to cope
With the business of living, poor people are not rare
There are billions of them in the big World out there.

For many life is a battle uphill all of the way
The people who do survive from day to day
To stay out of jail for them a remarkable feat
For many the road to prison starts on Poverty Street.

In the refugee camps of the World thirty million mostly war refugees
And in drought ravaged Countries people dying of hunger and disease
We do have life choices some are known to say
Those who look at life in a simplistic way.

To some people life choices only apply
Most born into poverty though hard they try
Will never be wealthy or know of happiness
Their crime to be born at the wrong address.

poem by Francis Duggan
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Sailin On

You dont want me anymore
So I walk through the door
I play the game right from the start
I trust you, you use me, now my lifes all torn apart
So Im sailing, yeah Im sailing on
Im moving, yeah Im moving on
Sail on, sail on, sail on, sail on
Tried to see if Ill give up
But there wasnt any luck
Its a fact, a fact of life
Thats the game, game of strife everything is all in stride
So Im sailing, yeah Im sailing on
Im moving, yeah Im moving on
Sail on, sail on, sail on, sail on
So Im sailing, yeah Im sailing on
Im moving, yeah Im moving on
Sail on, sail on, sail on, sail on
Too many years with too many tears
And too many days with none to say
So how will we know when theres nowhere to grow
The fact of life, life too short oh
Theres too many years with too many tears
Theres too many days with none to say no, no
So how will we know when theres nowhere to grow
The fact of life, the fact of life yeah
Too many years with too many tears
And too many days with none to say
So how will we know when theres nowhere to grow
The fact of life, life too short oh

song performed by by No Doubt
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The Murder of the Orient Express

Since 1883, the European railway that linked Paris to Istanbul was born.
It had a world famous name or you can call it an 'address',
It made murder mysteries famous, --Agatha Christie's,
'The Murder on the Orient Express',
- the first European transcontinental train was born.
For almost 127 years, the train rattled and roamed the European countryside
With the best food and drink at the time and 'coachettes' for sleeping
Going trough little villages and big cities,
The people on board, most of them happy but some of them weeping.
'City of New Orleans', a train that was the idea of the song by the same name,
-it was written by Steve Goodman,
And made famous by Arlo Guthrie.
Whose father, Woody Guthrie, by his American Folk Style music was his fame.
Crosby, Stills, and Nash, sang about train the 'Marrakesh Express'.
What song will be written about the demise of The Orient Express?
I've traveled countries in Europe, it was fun and it was intimate,
-you can get close to people from all over.
I remember sitting next to a German music librarian from Leipzig.
We talked about J. S. Bach and the wall.
That was in 1979, on a train that was bound to Copenhagen from Venice.
The wall came down 10 years later, and there was such happiness and bliss after a couple generations between Allied and Warsaw Pact countries which were full of strife.
I remember a few Italian soldiers who shared their homemade wine with me
So technology has brought and end to 'yesteryears' way of life.
The cheap air travel, the speed which one can travel, both day and night,
Would've been beyond comprehension the latter part of the 19th century person.
What will travel look like 127 years hence?
Providing, world does end in December 21,2012.
Will it be supersonic travel at MACH 5*?
Will it be teleportation?
The future generations will see.

1-1-10
* 3200 mph/6080 kmph or you can go from Paris to New York in a matter of 2 hours.

poem by Joe Rosochacki
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That it’s dangerous

That it’s dangerous
to travel alone
lots of people have told me
and I have also
read it in poems
and ask you to accompany me

to places where the night falls dark
and days that are sometimes without end
and oceans that are bluer
than anything that we know

to beaches that are soft, inviolate and white
which go past the horizon,
but more than this
I need you
as my comrade, companion
and life partner

to as pilgrims together
go into the wide world
so that minutes become hours,
days, months and years

and if at a time
we become refugees
from staying young

and life bit by bit
slowly pass away with time
I’ll love you
and you’ll adore me.

poem by Gert Strydom
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Growing Up

Folded in your fleshy purse
I am floating once again
While the muted sounds are pumping rhythm
All the walls close in on me
Pressures building wave on wave
til the water breaks and outside I go, oh
One dot, thats on or off, defines what is and what is not, one dot
Two dot, a pair of eyes, a voice, a touch, complete surprise, two dot
Growing up, growing up,
Looking for a place to live
Growing up, growing up
Looking for a place to live
Growing up, growing up,
Looking for a place to live
My ghost likes to travel so far in the unknown
My ghost likes to travel so deep into your space
Three dot, a trinity, a way to map the universe,
Three dot
Four dot, is what will make a square, a bed to build on, its all there,
Four dot
My ghost likes to travel so far in the unknown
My ghost likes to travel so deep into your space
All the slow clouds pass us by
Make the empire state look high
As you take me in your sea-stained sweetness
It spills, it tingles and it stings
All the pleasure that it brings
til the door has let the outside inside here
Well on the floor theres a long wooden table
On the table theres an open book
On the page theres a detailed drawing
And on the drawing is the name I took
My ghost likes to travel so far in the unknown
My ghost likes to travel so deep into your space
Growing up, growing up,
Looking for a place to live
Growing up, growing up
Looking for a place to live
Growing up, growing up,
Looking for a place to live
Growing up, growing up,
Looking for a place to live
My ghost likes to travel
My ghost likes to travel
Moving inside of your space
My ghost likes to travel
My ghost likes to travel
Moving inside of your space
My ghost likes to travel
Moving inside
My ghost likes to travel
Moving inside of your space
My ghost likes to travel
Moving inside
My ghost likes to travel
Moving inside of your space
The breathing stops, I dont know when
In transition once again
Such a struggle getting through these changes
And it all seems so absurd
To be flying like a bird
When I do not feel Ive really landed here

song performed by by Peter Gabriel
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Clay Blaker

Some people say I'm one of those guys with blessings in life overlooked
Sometimes I feel like the tatter torn pages of some old paperback book
All the places I've played and the money I've made Still I've got nothing to show
And the only thing that I have left in the whole wide world Is you
You put your whole life into somethin' you love and you never get that one big break
Gotta take you out of the back street bars and put you on center stage
But a million tears and a million beers have just about washed me up
And the only thing that I have left in the whole wide world is you

I gave it all I had every night for all these years pourin' out my soul
'Til it was gone
I spread myself so thin And I'm just barely hangin' on
But tonight I'm with you and you can carry me through
Just love me
'Cuz the only thing that I have left in the whole wide world is you
I gave it all I had every night for all these years
Pourin' out my soul til it was gone
I spread myself so thin and I'm just barely hangin' on
But tonight I'm with you and you can carry me through Just love me
'Cuz the only thing that I have left in the whole wide world Is you
Oh

song performed by by Tim McGraw from Tim McGraw
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Two Countries

Two countries, both wanting peace.
From a war, that raged for years.
Both countries wanting to be right.
Both countries they live in fear.

One country puts their weapons down,
Then the other it invades.
The surrendered country defends itself,
The hope for peace it fades.

Both countries, still, they want a truce,
Yet the fight, it rages on.
Neither willing to call it quits.
Until all hope is gone.

One day they see a little child,
True victim of the war.
His bruised and battered little body,
Lay wounded on the floor.

Two countries fought for many years.
Regardless the cost.
What it was, they hoped to find.
The innocent had lost.

poem by Ryan Lee Morris
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Get to Stepping and Adventure Your Life

Travel on!
My brothers.
Travel on...
My sisters, fathers, mothers.
And others who recover,
From disturbance they discover.

Travel on...
All you people under steeples,
Who can not get off your knees.
As your backs are burden with such guilt,
To plead forgiveness endlessly.

Travel on...
To see your life as it should be.
Unlimited with happiness!
Believe it and receive.