"There is this piece of body we all refer to as the brain
It sits inside a thing called head, which often causes pain
The outside of the head is face we make-up like a cake
So other heads will notice us and prove it's not a fake
And then there's all the other bits like arms and legs and feet
A torso helps connect them all at points we make them meet
So once they're all connected we find the head can move around
But it's still a pretty useless piece, no scent no sight no sound
So back to head we go again, it's not moving very well
The face looks great but has no function, can't see or hear or smell
Throw on some eyes two ears and make a hole below the nose
The hole is for a thing called mouth which talks and eats I 'spose
Oh wooops forgot two hands to put on arms to help me feel
Oh wow that's sooo much better now, can smoke and drink and steal
Can hold my head within my hands and feel so pathetically low
With weeping eyes now I see the grief caused by the body below
All the stuff that makes me up now seems to be in place and yet,
it can't be right, not yet complete, I feel empty, what on Earth did I forget?
And then a voice from deep within explains the extra piece I need to BE
The missing part, the source of all, the home of the Upper Case ME
So I surf the net, employ the books, in search of the missing bit
To complete this masterpiece called life, a body plus mystical hit
For the mind we can't find, and to be whole we need soul
but the voice says 'within' is the missing link
A consciousness with One, your Spiritual feel, will complete the package of life
An eternity within and happiness forever, all you have to do is THINK!
- TriggerDot, aka Brendan Lauritz
Mmm Hmmm ..... Oh Oh .....
I was given this beautiful gift by my sister. It has photos way back when. Even got photos of my grandmother in her wedding dress, as well as my Mum. You'd think they were taken straight off the "Great Gatsby" set. Just soooooo cooool. Of course there are plenty of photos of me. Little me. Bigger me. Bigger-ererer me. Big me. And Big Old me! Whoooaaaa, now let's just stop right there! When I was widdle, I was quite cute, even if I do say so myself. Then again most of us are pretty cute when we're pretty widdle, no?
Matter of fact I was a pretty good looking teenager and even held up Ohk into the young adult years. And truth be told I was still not too shabby right up into my 30s. I wouldn't say cute but I hadn't fallen apart ....... YET!
Luckily there haven't been too many photos taken since Moi at 40 or so.
I gained a bit of wisdom, lotsa knowledge and found the real ME who I can tell you is one decent dude. My Journey is getting more exciting than a round the world cruise on the Queen Mother (weeeell sorta!) and there'll be plenty of strawberries and cream when I make it outta here. But in the meantime, keep looking at the old photos and remember ........ just don't show them to anyone!
Happy Birthday Elle
And to finish off......
Another one ......