Thursday, February 03, 2005

Enter The Arena Of...THE ONLY CHILD

Enter The Arena Of...


THE ONLY CHILD
By Jackson Browne

Boy of mine
As your fortune comes to carry you down the line
And you watch as the changes unfold
And you sort among the stories you've been told
If some pieces of the picture are hard to find
And the answers to your questions are hard to hold

Take good care of your mother
When you're making up your mind
Should one thing or another take you from behind
Though the world may make you hard and wild
And determine how your life is styled
When you've come to feel that you're the only child
Take good care of your brother

Let the disappointments pass
Let the laughter fill your glass
Let your illusions last until they shatter
Whatever you might hope to find
Among the thoughts that crowd your mind
There won't be many that ever really matter

But take good care of your mother
And remember to be kind
When the pain of another will serve you to remind
That there are those who feel themselves exiled
On whom the fortune never smiled
And upon whose life the heartache has been piled
They're just looking for another
Lonely child

And when you've found another soul
Who sees into your own
Take good care of each other.

As You For Now...
Exit In The Here & Now Arena Of..."THE ONLY CHILD"

It is this acceptance of the concept that we cannot—nor should we try to—
tell any story in its entirety, and the subsequent embrace of the mind of the 
audience in co-creating our story that is the vital step we need to make if
we are to truly resonate emotionally with our audience. 
But why does it really matter?

So What Do We Really Give a damn anymore at It all... 

Mirror,Mirror On The Wall 
Who's The Most Foolish Of Them All 
If The Truth Reflects In Glass 
The Merry Truth Must Then Be Cast 
Mirror,Mirror On The Wall 
Tell Of The King Of Fools To All 
Raise A Toast, Lift A Glass 
For The Merry Truth Will Then Be Cast 

The Magic Mirror Of Reflected Truth 
At The Truth That Lies Within... 

Mirror,Mirror On The Wall 
Tell The Tale To One And All 
Let It Be Known Far And Wide 
That Truth Be Cast From Deep Inside 
Then All Shall Come To Gaze And See 
The Reflection Of Truth That None Can Flee 
Forever Held In A Tale Of Tales 
Within A Hope That Never Fails 
And Thus The Dream Shall Come To Pass 
In A StoryBook Tale That Reflects In Glass 

So Now Go & Take a Real Hard Glare From Within 
& Look In The Magic Mirror Of Reflected Truth 
At The Truth That LIES Within... & Then We'll 
See Who's Really The Great Pretender Here & Who 
The Real Deal Bottom Line Jokes Is On...& On & On & On... 

WE WHO ARE ABOUT TO DIE SALUTE YOU 

IN LOVING MEMORY TO OUR DEAR FRIENDS 
(who they murdered in cold blood) 
DANNY CASOLARO 
Doug Hopkins 
ANGRY BEAR NIETO 
KEN TRENTADUE 
CRAIG TOOHY 
KIRK VANDERBUR 

AND TO ALL THE OTHERS THAT THEY HAVE MURDERED 
(May they all finally R.I.P) 
But they shall do so only after 
the full cup of Vengeance is drunk dry. 

(YOU SEE FOR IT IS THEY WHO DREW 
1st, 2nd, 3rd 4th & 5th..ect BLOOD FIRST) 
ENOUGH IS ENOUGH!! 
{For now they are trying to kill us off too} 
NOW THE CUP MUST NOW BE EMPTIED! 

VENGENCE OUT FROM THE GRAVE 

Thus At the Appointed Time 
Vengeance will be ours!! 
We Have Spoken !! 

Signed Gladly Sadly and Tragically 
At the PassionSwords Blades Edge 
We Bitter Sweet Over Bitter Gladiators 
Of The Society Of The Sacred PassionsWord 

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