Little are You aware we' ve met many times before
Nor why now a relationship never came fore,
Eternity has no end,again,again our pathes will cross
Until you' ve learned what will be your final loss,
Time knows no element of life,
The only thing It can account for is strife,
What cannot really be shown
Is that Happiness you have never known,
Your mind weighs heavily to and fro,
Because you never learned to let yourself go,
It's fact of life,You'll not understand what you do read,
But,once you do find out what was your real need,
That has been lost by you was an Intimate Romance,
For You, ____ have; and hauntingly you will know,
None of Us Ever Meet By Chance...
Retribution, TRASK c 1979/20002 TRASK
In All(My) Your RelationshipsThat Blank SpaceCould
Have Been He/She or You, How True This Is, Would
You Take A Chance On Him/Her !?
As Happiness Is Not Him/Her, It Is Exactly What
He/She, You Make Of It__Some Men Have Love,Cut
Many (Other's) Have None...
Her Name Was Alice, It Somehow Just Did Not
Fit Her Racially Mixed Beauty, But, Ought
Of Compassion, Not Love (You Feel) Is A Myth...
Truly, More People (Woman) Should Learn To Hold
Hands, The Electricity, It Flows Naturally, Not Cold,
The Warmth Generates Compassion, Not What
You Feel As (Is) Love a Myth...
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Reviews of "As Time Knows No Element Of Life Only Strife..."
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Reviewed on June 29, 2002
But isn't time a spectrum of all feelings?
Reviewed by Alexander Shaumyan (Reader)
Reviewed on June 29, 2002
I liked this. With each encounter, it's up to us to open or close ourselves.
Reviewed by Dens Dreamweaver (Reader)
Reviewed on June 28, 2002
I've always said there is no such thing as chance.. This is a wonderful write Trask. One to cause us to step back and think about things..
This combined narrative dialogue and play is about the uncreated, unborn and undying transcendent Self of God-consciousness and Buddha-nature. It describes an odyssey of transcendent Consciousness Awakening and Remembrance.
This combined narrative dialogue and play is about the uncreated, unborn and undying transcendent Self of God-consciousness and Buddha-nature. It describes an odyssey of transcendent Consciousness Awakening and Remembrance.
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.
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