Moments Interactive In Life's Journeys
why meticulously reference stray thought influences
which in song danced sang within souls heartbeats
to give honour in appreciation to soft source origins
to remember moments interactive upon life's journeys
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Interactive
Are u ready?
Picked up my paper 2day
Give u one guess what they say
Now we got 2 learn how 2 play
Interactive
Another cross in need of a road
Another loop in need of a hole
Another body in need of a soul
Interactive
Aint that a bitch?
Chorus:
Tell me what 2 do and Ill do it
I dont care just as long as we get 2 it
Up and down, around and all through it
Baby, baby, baby, lets do it
Interactive
Everything u got is so hot (interactive)
Bend me over what choice I got (interactive)
Neck and neck with u I am not
Interactive
Ahh, hey there baby, hook me up into your box
No no, I dont need the keys 2 the lock
Call me outta of luck laughin stock
Interactive
Oh, aint that a bitch?
Chorus
(as long as we get 2 it, 2 it, 2 it)
Yeah, yeah
I work twice as hard (interactive, interactive)
2 follow u no matter how far
2 u Im probably worth no more than the strings on this guitar
Aint that a bitch?
Ow!
Interactive
Oh, oh
One more, one more
song performed by by Prince
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I woke up to a lullaby
I woke up to a lullaby
The birds sang a song for me
They sang their hearts out all the while
Dancing on the maple tree
Each bird sang a different song
That melted into one
A song full of promises
For the day that’s just begun
They sang of sorrow
Of happiness and mirth
The sang of marriage
And of birth
They sang of people laughing
And of them crying
They sang of sickness
They sang of dying
This little song
They sang for me
Made me think
Made me free
Remember Me
Remember me when life gets tough
With its edges ragged and rough.
Remember me with sweet wine on your lips
With its flavor at my tired fingertips.
Remember me when the songbird sings
A lullaby, so sweet and melodic
In my unhearing ears
It still rings.
Remember me when the sunset awes you in the skies
I still see the beauty in my unseeing eyes.
Remember everything that brings us closer to God
Our prayers and emotions
Feeding a stray dog
Or a bum on the street with no shoes on his feet.
He will remember us for the deeds that we do
Give him a smile and something to eat
He will remember when you both meet
In the after life
Free of strife
Full of beautiful sunsets
And sweet singing winged souls
Remember me
And I will remember you.
Soul Healers Restore Birth Purpose
secondary source seekers believe
mysticism is only found in books
learned from masters attaining
mystic insight taught segments
venture forth into source experience
remember primary source manifest
souls born to raise human vibrations
souls born who seed life perceptions
seek soul healers restoring birth purpose
poem by Terence George Craddock
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I Could Not Ask For More
Lying here with you listening to the rain smiling just to see the smile upon your face these are the moments I thank God that Im alive these are the moments Ill remember all my life
Ound all Ive waited for and I could not ask for more looking in your eyes seeing all I need everything you are is everything to me these are the moments I know heaven must exist t
Are the moments I know all I need is this I have all Ive waited for and I could not ask for more I could not ask for more than this time together I could not ask for more than this time
You every prayer has been answered every dream I haves come true and right here in this moment is right where Im meant to be here with you here with me these are the moments I thank
That Im alive these are the moments Ill remember all my life Ive got all Ive waited for and I could not ask for more chorus I could not ask for more than the love you give me coz
Al
L Ive waited for and I could not ask for more I could not ask for more
song performed by by Edwin McCain
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Genesis Drowns In Mystic Revelations
genesis whispers soft whispers
genesis seed births soft breezes
genesis wind storms season winds
genesis not genius is source origins
origins beginning birth catalysts
genesis walks invisible mind waltz
point of creation mental eureka inspirations
mind flashes in concert light rainbow illuminations
wind fire pulse electric brain cells drum beats
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Remember
I remember moments of happiness
Coming home, goo goo eyed
After talking to a boy I liked
I remember moments of sadness
Coming home, teary eyed
After leaving my heart as a memento
To that boy I really liked
I remember moments of peace
After winning one of life's battles
Having a conscience the weight of air
I remember moments of bliss
After walking the quarter of a lifemile
Finding a true friend
I remember moments of grief
After finding that dear friend
Would never have breakfast again
I remember moments of laughter
After the past had past
And the rearview revealed frustration's
humor
I remember moments of tears nectar
When I found my dreams dead
After the doctor helped me number my
days
I remember moments of pain
When all I ever needed was lacked
And all I ever lacked was needed
I remember moments of gain
After all I ever wanted was mine
And all I ever wanted to be was I
I remember moments of love
When a hug made my heart skip
And a smile made my life smile
I remember moments of hurt
When pain blurred love's beauty
And that hug made my heart shrug
I remember moments like this
When I remember all I remember
And remember that life is but a moment.
poem by Jenim Dibie
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We are not strangers...
There are times on our journey we feel a desperate isolation
Where the words of the human race become a senseless jumble
In those times remember me, for we are not strangers
Our souls have danced before on life's stage of memories
Remember when we lived away from the cruelty of man
Where the lush windswept grass was as untamed as our hearts
Where the cleansing rains washed away all trace of indecency
Remember when we ran through the fields our faces flushed with life
Where the rainbows of eternity had removed all traces of darkness
Seven lifetimes our souls have soared higher than any angel could dream
But what if the sisters of fate had conspired to keep us apart?
The thought of a lifetime without the soft caress of your soul frightens
But the stars quell my fears, shimmering points of perfect calm
For they paint a path to you, for we are not strangers
Let us meet amidst the rainbow our pckets filled with miracles
Aways and forever my soul shall call out to you...
Spread the love... The peace will follow...
poem by Cosmic Dreamer
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Who Warmed Our Heart Of Days?
sometimes in the rush of days
we forget to thank friends
for their simple sincere acts
of friendship blessing our lives
their conversation and thoughts
that enrich our lives minds souls
to think our soft thoughts feelings
of appreciation is not enough friends;
they cannot read our minds
understand inner twinkle in our eyes
this day this moment precious
is sun warmed rich ray reflections
of their friendship that warms
enriches our souls journeys
therefore take time thank friends
who have warmed our heart of days
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Seen Mode Thought Dialogues
when is mind most active
when are we most alive
when is thought most refined
in moments of eureka answers
in moments of precise thoughts
pursued to amazing insights
pursued to unique conclusions
who freely reveals thoughts
who genuinely risk comments
who unveils shining souls
through the looking glass
says 'drink me' 'eat me' images
in gift energy transversals
transfers interactive discourses
some hide behind politic words
legislate to enslave liberty citizens
some create moral comment in words
seek to entertain enlighten souls
imagination laughs hopes plays keys
dances sings dreams better tomorrows
humanity sow dream prosperity smiles
poem by Terence George Craddock
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The Singer Sang His Song
Hed sing his song most evry night
Wishing she was there behind the light
The people danced and sang along
On the cardboard stage he never sang it wrong
And the piper played the tune
And the drummer wore his spurs
But the song that the singer sang was for her
Now the singers song is never heard
And the visions he once saw are disappeared
Now they never dance or sing along
But on the cardboard stage he never sang it wrong
And the piper played the tune
And the drummer wore his spurs
But the song that the singer sang was for her
(break)
Ah..........
song performed by by Bee Gees
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The Poet's Song
I HID in the world and sang,
And I sang so loud and long
That all the ages rang
With the music of my song.
I sang of the earth and sky,
5
I sang of the whispering seas,
I sang of the mountains high,
And I sang of the flowers and trees;
I sang of the early spring,
I sang of the dawning day,
10
I sang, for I had to sing
As the young lambs have to play;
Till heaven and earth were ringing,
And all the people heard,
And they said, "We love his singing,
15
For his song is the song of the bird."
poem by Frederick George Scott
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Honour Life
honour life
honour people loved
while they are here
rather than mourn
when they are gone
when it is too late
show a little sincere appreciation
for family friends life loved
saving you from empty alienation
appreciate gift love time
subtle small gifts divine
memories shine through time
to love appreciate fully now
seems a far better rational response
than to regret at fatal final hour
honour life
honour life
while it is here
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Early Works - Remember The Moments
Remember the moments
of long, long ago
when we were young
and troubles were few.
Laughing in the rain
with summer showers
bathing in the sun
for hours and hours.
Remember the moments
the highlights of life
of stealing kisses
in the back seats of cars
and the walks at sunset
along a sandy shore
where have they gong
the days of laughter and song.
Capture the moments
as they come to call
capture the beauty
our eyes seeith all.
Remember the times
golden in the grey
remember our love
day after day.
7 July 1981
poem by David Harris
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Her Song
I sang that song on Sunday,
To witch an idle while,
I sang that song on Monday,
As fittest to beguile;
I sang it as the year outwore,
And the new slid in;
I thought not what might shape before
Another would begin.
I sang that song in summer,
All unforeknowingly,
To him as a new-comer
From regions strange to me:
I sang it when in afteryears
The shades stretched out,
And paths were faint; and flocking fears
Brought cup-eyed care and doubt.
Sings he that song on Sundays
In some dim land afar,
On Saturdays, or Mondays,
As when the evening star
Glimpsed in upon his bending face
And my hanging hair,
And time untouched me with a trace
Of soul-smart or despair?
poem by Thomas Hardy
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Dedicated References To Origins Of Thoughts
dedicated references to origins of thoughts
as always record reference correspondence
which inspires sparks mind soul remembers
where thoughts originated to celebrate lives
which enrich our life mind soul experiences
as souls we expand grow in each others eyes
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Song XVIII. - Imitated from the French
Yes, these are the scenes where with Iris I stray'd,
But short was her sway for so lovely a maid!
In the bloom of her youth to a cloister she run,
In the bloom of her graces too fair for a nun!
Ill-grounded, no doubt, a devotion must prove,
So fatal to beauty, so killing to love!
Yes, these are the meadows, the shrubs, and the plains,
Once the scene of my pleasures, the scene of my pains;
How many soft moments I spent in this grove!
How fair was my nymph! and how fervent my love!
Be still though, my Heart! thine emotion give o'er;
Remember, the season of love is no more.
With her how I stray'd amid fountains and bowers
Or loiter'd behind, and collected the flowers!
Then breathless with ardour my fair one pursued,
And to think with what kindness my garland she view'd!
But be still, my fond Heart! this emotion give o'er;
Fain wouldst thou forget thou must love her no more.
poem by William Shenstone
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Thank You
I was young (bop)
And didnt have no where to run
I needed to (wake up) and see (and see)
Whats in front of me (na-na-op)
There had to be, a better way
To show Im grateful (hum)
So I thought up this song
To show my appreciation for lovin me so long
You dont know how much you mean to me
Chorus:
Cause even though when times got rough
You never turned away
You were right there
And I thank you (thank you)
When I felt I had enough
You never turned away
You were right there
And I thank you (thank you)
All through my life
I knew that youd be my world
Knowing every where I go
Things you taught me they would show
So many times and changes
Youve seen me through
I sure enough couldnt have survived without you
And so I thought up this song
To show my appreciation for lovin me so long
You dont know how much you mean to me
Chorus
song performed by by Boyz II Men
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The deeper right
When my ancestors faced Mzilikazi,
Dingaan and the British
they thought of no honour
or heroic deeds
while spears and rifle barrels
gleamed in the morning sun
and their eyes were set on You
and with the Bible in the hand
they wanted to convert heathen
and to make impressions in this land,
but somehow
my people were murdered by barbarians
and covetous people,
the Godly call was lost
and survival went into their very souls
to make laws for their own protection.
Still in our simplicity
we tried to stay with You
and now I ask that our property
remain our own,
for the oppression to be gone
so that the sun can shine over us as well
and we also can have a life
and if they that sit in the highest chairs
still want to deny
the deeper right that belongs to us,
do not want to honour You,
further want to trample us
and try to indoctrinate
it compels me to ask:
that You let the broom loose
which Your prophet had predicted
and wipe this continent clean from end to end
and bring salvation to us.
[Reference: The deeper right here refers to the right of leading a life.]
poem by Gert Strydom
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Sure/go to cali/have fun/bring me back/a silver gun/
let me shoot/a hole in the sky/give the moon/another
eye/so I can see/deep inside/in the place/where all
time hides/where people go/after their gone/and love
without love/still marches on/to the tune of a different song/
to the tune of a different song/miss me when your gone/
to the tune of a different song
you left your heart/in san francisco/getting down at the
disco/when she walked up/too your hand/danced you
down/danced you down/when you land/land on me/you see me/
I'm off the wall/against the wall/I can't call/you can't hear/above the
noise/above the sound/she dances you up/she dances you down/
I grab my coat/and then I'm gone/ to the tune of a different song/
to the tune of a different song/miss me when I'm gone/to the tune
of a different song
the holiday covered in snow/now you're back/where'd you go? /
you got a number/she give you her's/was it hot/ what've you got/
did she take your breath away/what have you got to say/did she take your
breath away/on the beach/in the sun/on the sand/on the run/ in the heat/
in the cold/what have you got left to hold/she took your hand/but now she's gone/
and here I stand/life goes on/to the tune of a different song/to the tune of a different
song/miss me when I'm gone/to the tune of a different song