Don't wear black without blues

Lyrics-
I try to picture the girl
Through a looking glass
And see her as a carbon atom
See her eyes and stare back at them
See that girl
As her own new world
Though a home is on the surface, she is still a universe

Glory God, oh God is peeking through the blinds
Are we all here standing naked
Taking guesses at the actual date and time
Oh my, justifying reasons why
Is an absolutely insane resolution to live by

Live high
Live mighty
Live righteously
Takin' it easy
Live high
Live mighty
Live righteously

And try to picture the man
To always have an open hand
And see him as a giving tree
See him as matter
Matter fact he's not a beast
No not the devil either
Always a good deed doer
And it's laughter that we're making after all

The call of the wild is still an ordination why
And the order of the primates
All our politics are too late
Oh my, the congregation in my mind
Is this assembly singing of gratitude
Practicing their lovin for you

Live high
Live mighty
Live righteously
Takin' it easy
Live high
Live mighty
Live righteously

And singing out
And just take it easy
And celebrate the malleable reality
You see nothing is ever as it seems
Yeah this life is but a dream

"Once upon a time, there lived a beast in a town. No one knew where he came from, a butcher grabbed him from garbage one morning, he was just a born baby, crying and displaying with a poor look. The butcher was so not astonished why his mother decided to neglect him, his extraordinary form explained why. Not need to tell how ugly he was, which could scare a man to death for glancing at his look. That was not a bit much to say that he was uglier than any wolf what had been seen in the area. As the beast grew up, he became freakier every year. The residents turned him out anywhere showed his presence as if he had leprosy or rather nasty odder disease. He never knew how he looks like, however, eventually the beast decided to have a look of him through the water on the river nearby, that day it was a little muddy, yet he saw his blur mirror-image which was too awful out of his imaginative not to take rest of his life in insomnia. He wondered what type of mammal he belonged to, “of course couldn’t be a human”, it was the first and also last time he allowed himself to view his terrible figure through a mirror. The beast cried not a tear during the night he ran out all energy for fleeing the town. Steps led him went far off to the forest, and stopped by a solitary valley. He was busy for new beginning, built a cottage, hunted animals as foods, and hid from people.”Friends”, it never existed in his vocabulary although he knew what it was, and how happy if he’d have one, “Happy”, another abstract term. All he did after filling up the stomach everyday was to confine in the cottage, darkness, complex, loneliness, and it seemed like his worst fear had gone. Days by days, his life was bet to keep going on this way forever.........
Long time ago in a far-off land, a princess was born with hair as black as night, skin as white as snow, and lips color of rubies. She was called Snow White. Living in such a splendid palace, her childhood was alike to live in Heaven, and perfect like a dream. The King and Queen loved her like the dearest treasure. Not need to tell how beautiful she was, which could let anyone hypnotized in a first sight. That was not enough to describe her beauty by words and paints, but for certain there was no one could bring out a lovelier angle than the princess. As she grew up, she became more beautiful every year. The crowded of princes surrendered her madly every time as if she was more interested than any hunting or party. She also adored herself, every impossible leisure time; she viewed herself in front of the mirror and being surprised how beautiful she was. However, life condition didn’t feed her up as a kind of arrogant princess. She’d like smiling to everyone, and being attentive to those who were poor. “Sadness”, an informal word to her although she knew what its definition was, and it only happened if she felt in boredom, “Boredom”, another vague word. All she did after having waking up every morning and got off the bed was to spend a nice day on somewhere in her father’s kingdom. Days by days, her life was prayed to keep happy this way forever........."

Two totally different worlds: one lived like hell, and one upon the heaven. This is what people called two parallel lines. Is there any way to give two parallel lines a chance to meet at one intersecting point? People always say yes to every impossible matter, but is it really that?

TO BE CONTINUED …

Hey, lazy students, dudes and gals. During your school life must have at least once skip class, right? Then watch for these reasons for skipping a class.

1/ I had to take my pet rock to the vet to be put down

2/ I decided floclicking in the park was a better use of my time

3/ I was busy setting off the fire alarm ...I mean... uhm ...

4/ I was shaving my girlfriend's head

5/ Train had a flat tire

6/ I thought this class was optional or something

7/ Dog ate my my homework, then I firgured, why come

8/ I was caught in my zipper

9/ My dog ate my clock alarm

10/My poop got stuck in my bottom

Of course those are jokes. Don't practice them to be called an idiot