One day I will I know that
Irritate Death with a smile
Upon my skeleton face
Or at least I know I will not
Loose my sense of humor
But whether I will be….giggle
A masterpiece in a museum
Well that remains to be seen
Because a rare specie are not human
But still just think about it
A human with his unique body
With his own hour work ingenuity
How strong the unique the brain is
To build a future on “mortality”
And design buildings so high
Like the Twin Towers and homes
Airplanes and spaceships
Amazing how technology
Can dig through rock into mother earth
To collect its treasures in shafts so deep
Within its core of gold and diamante
Remarkable miracle to be able
To create class from sand
But the human body will be
Ashes to ashes dust to dust
That’s why I am saying
My skeleton will
Rest with smile
Upon my
Ghostly Face
He- He
Explains the realizations that have given the author the views of living life fully. The life each person dreams about.
You must take a look at yourself before dreams can be reached.
Deciding what is the core of belief.
This book chronicles an infinite allegoric odyssey of Absolute Awakening in which a learned man, a mute man, and a recluse woman are the principal players. The mute and the recluse are the learned one's Teachers and Guides on his journey of Enlighten
This book presents a narrative story of one person's journey of transcendental Awakening and Enlightenment as guided by his two Sage companions. It is grounded in Zen Buddhist and Taoist perspective and uses the I Ching as its structural framework. T
One day I will I know that
Irritate Death with a smile
Upon my skeleton face
Or at least I know I will not
Loose my sense of humor
But whether I will be….giggle
A masterpiece in a museum
Well that remains to be seen
Because a rare specie are not human
But still just think about it
A human with his unique body
With his own hour work ingenuity
How strong the unique the brain is
To build a future on “mortality”
And design buildings so high
Like the Twin Towers and homes
Airplanes and spaceships
Amazing how technology
Can dig through rock into mother earth
To collect its treasures in shafts so deep
Within its core of gold and diamante
Remarkable miracle to be able
To create class from sand
But the human body will be
Ashes to ashes dust to dust
That’s why I am saying
My skeleton will
Rest with smile
Upon my
Ghostly Face
He- He
love Tinka
peace and love, Carole