tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14978771826769514232011-07-04T12:34:36.307-07:00sgazermhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18071585038444149844noreply@blogger.comBlogger31100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1497877182676951423.post-37819804146991958652009-05-29T08:32:00.000-07:002009-05-29T08:36:48.465-07:00often...often...<br /><br /><br />listen to daniel johnston, you'll be that much more amazed and in awe of the beautiful musicmakers of the world.<br /><br /><br />bright...bright...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1497877182676951423-3781980414699195865?l=grooveisinthe.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>sgazermhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18071585038444149844noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1497877182676951423.post-17859842799292248922009-05-21T12:15:00.000-07:002009-05-21T12:18:18.224-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ASBiJJkqMro/ShWo0t_JpKI/AAAAAAAAAEk/hrrPcRFFYbE/s1600-h/balloon.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 157px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ASBiJJkqMro/ShWo0t_JpKI/AAAAAAAAAEk/hrrPcRFFYbE/s200/balloon.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338358556968723618" /></a><br />Two happy lovers make one bread,<br />a single moon drop in the grass.<br />Walking, they cast two shadows that flow together;<br />waking, they leave one sun empty in their bed.<br /><br />Of all the possible truths, they chose the day;<br />they held it, not with ropes but with an aroma.<br />They did not shred the peace; they did not shatter words;<br />their happiness is a transparent tower.<br /><br />The air and wine accompany the lovers.<br />The night delights them with its joyous petals.<br />They have a right to all the carnations.<br /><br />Two happy lovers, without an ending, with no death,<br />they are born, they die, many times while they live:<br />they have the eternal life of the Natural.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1497877182676951423-1785984279929224892?l=grooveisinthe.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>sgazermhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18071585038444149844noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1497877182676951423.post-42083143600668812512009-03-28T07:26:00.000-07:002009-04-20T18:02:56.433-07:00<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">the sound of music. it makes me happy. it creates calm during my crazy moments. i sing along and wonder what life would be like if it were a musical. maybe you enjoy it just as much. stop. don't stop. <object width="500" height="405"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NKGggi2gmGA&hl=en&fs=1&color1=0x402061&color2=0x9461ca&border=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NKGggi2gmGA&hl=en&fs=1&color1=0x402061&color2=0x9461ca&border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="405"></embed></object><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1497877182676951423-4208314360066881251?l=grooveisinthe.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>sgazermhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18071585038444149844noreply@blogger.com0