A time to cut back
A time to slow down
A time to think
About passing the crown
If man didn’t reach
The point of belief
If man didn’t see
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A time to cut back
A time to slow down
A time to think
About passing the crown
If man didn’t reach
The point of belief
If man didn’t see
A troubled mind
Enduring tough times
Tightening the vice
free virtue to find
The endless plight
A betting mans fight
With one goal in site
Conquer with minds own might
There always seems to be a puzzle to solve. Each patient presents with this or that. After swapping a few stories we come to find out it was actually these and those that were really the problem.
To find these and those one have to try and search for them on a daily basis. The search happens within the data. The data generated by each patient. The point of the search is to find a pattern in the data.
The pattern is the key to the puzzle.
Song for Hawaii In the end it’s just a toy, a toy that has brought many joy. Maybe it has a soul, character, someone you’ve met. It already has a body a neck and a head. It can make you feel, it can make you feel, alive. It can inspire, bring masses together, a sea of celebrating lives.
The first step is holding the guitar. Feel the contours, the curves, the bends of the body. Feel the neck, wrap your fingers around. Feel the strings. Each with a different character. The low E string would say “how do you do?” The high E-string would say “lovely, sweetly, how about you?” Feel the base of the box, what? the smooth curves like your lady’s butt? Feel the hour glass figure, those hips and that waist. Make her sing, make her wait.
Strum the strings, let it release your feelings. An audible story of love, the strings are plucked, the strings are strummed. A vibration sends a sensation, a thought of love and peace are hummed. Emitted from the sound hole to travel into space. The music created by a mind and heart in place. The music created without a face. Music to soothe the soul. Music launched from the sound hole. Travel through space and time. Age can’t define a timeless rhyme. A vibration to earn a dime a vibration to pair with wine and dine. A vibration, a love, one of a kind. A vibration on ether can travel so far. To your soul, the earth, the heart of the stars. Speak softly and kindly, to soothe the heart ache. To speak words of wisdom the praise for heavens sake.
What if this life’s the only one you’ll get
What if all your cards have been dealt
What if down the road in despair and regret
After all those doubts you felt
You realize that this IS the end.
No more ever after that time
No eternal place
No saving grace
No favored race
But in a shimmering light
On the horizon brewing bright
A peak in the distance
Approaching with fear
Grab that one chance
That a whole lifetime can wait
Forget the regrets
Work forward to mend
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