Night41Abre Los OjosI am Fortunes Fool's blog: "Wonders never cease"

Faust I was not myself last night Couldn't set things right With apologies or flowers Out of place as a cryin' clown Who could only frown And the play went on for hours And as I lived my role I swore I'd sell my soul For one love who would stand by me And give me back the gift of laughter One love who would stand by me And after making love we'd... Dream a bit of style We'd dream a bunch of friends Dream each others smile And dream it never ends I was not myself last night In the morning light I could see the change was showing Like a child who was always poor Reaching out for more I could feel the hunger growing And as I lost control I swore I'd sell my soul For one love who would sing my song And fill this emptiness inside me One love who would sing my song And lay beside me while we'd... Dream a bit of style We'd dream a bunch of friends Dream each others smile And dream it never ends All my dreams are lost and I can't sleep And sleep alone could ease my mind All my tears have dried and I can't weep Old emotions May they rest in peace and dream Dream a bunch of friends - rest in peace And dream, dream it never ends By Paul Williams

Last night my sister came in the house crying, in her arms she held the lifeless form of one of her true companions. Her cat “Crip” or as she called him “her son” was hit by a car and perished on the spot in front of our house. There was nothing that I could do but to hold her as she wept. And when she finally let him go after an hour or so all I could do for him was to wash Crip's wounds and to wrap him in the cloths that I buried him in this morning. Now if you know my sister and me you know that we are great animal and pet lovers. And if you yourself have a pet you know that having that one true companion is far more then just a pet. our pets are our friends,our family and are there thru thick and thin. Their there when were happy and when were sad. These companions give their love so unconditionally and really ask only one thing in return and that is just to be loved back. It's a shame most people don't love or can't love in that way. So all I ask now from those who are pet lovers and have pets is to take a minute and give that special companion the love that they deserve. Because just like people you may find yourself wishing you had but its to late because for some reason their gone. As for me I'm going to bed and taking Ashley night with me as always (Ashley is actually Crips sibling). But before I turn out the lights you can be sure that I will be thanking the big man up stairs for the friend and companion that he so blessed me with.

"One Last Breath" Please come now I think I'm falling I'm holding to all I think is safe It seems I found the road to nowhere And I'm trying to escape I yelled back when I heard thunder But I'm down to one last breath And with it let me say Let me say Hold me now I'm six feet from the edge and I'm thinking That maybe six feet Ain't so far down I'm looking down now that it's over Reflecting on all of my mistakes I thought I found the road to somewhere Somewhere in His grace I cried out heaven save me But I'm down to one last breath And with it let me say Let me say Hold me now I'm six feet from the edge and I'm thinking That maybe six feet Ain't so far down Sad eyes follow me But I still believe there's something left for me So please come stay with me 'Cause I still believe there's something left for you and me For you and me For you and me Hold me now I'm six feet from the edge and I'm thinking

Humanity by Vincent Lincoln What does it mean to be human and a man? Is it just to live a life and die? Is being human just a simple matter of being born of flesh and blood? Or is it instead a way of thinking of our actions and the consequences this so call life can imposes on me? Is it of feelings and emotions and love? Is leaving no mark or record of my existence at the end of my time a cardinal sin? I once heard a saying that “God loves, men kill.” If this is true Then I am hopeful that one day I will discover my own humanity. Until then I will continue to learning, change, grow, and love and trying to become more of the human and man that I think I should be

To GOD: By: Vincent Lincoln And now I know what it really means to fall. But how many times have I thought that before. Have I not always been on the crusade? Was this not the nature you gave me? Always fighting against enemies unknown be they external or internal? Always ready to fight the good fight. Yet more time then not left bloodied and battered, each time picking myself up swearing that I wasn’t hurt as bad as I thought, but always, always leaving a small piece of me on some unimportant field of conflict or in some ER. Wasn’t victory worth that small price? Is it not said that victory without sacrifice is a hollow victory at best. If that is true, then why do I have such a sour taste in my mouth? Did it finally take for me to have my wings ripped off and my eyes put out so that I could not find my way back to make me humble? Yet every battle was not fought over my own vanities. Have I not stood up for those who could not fight for themselves? Yes its true that I have sinned against my fellow man, but I didn’t sin everyday. So why is it now that I feel that I’m being punished so? Still as I’ve said before its always been myself, my own mind and body that has betrayed me time and again. Look , Im not looking for pity, just a few answers now and then. Till then Ill sit in the dark as is my lot. Not in sorrow and not broken. For I know to well that sometimes one must be cruel in order to be kind. Vincent Lincoln Lord save your servant. And let my cry come unto thee. "The Roman Ritual" Note-(I wrote this passage a little over 2 years ago when i lost my eyesight.now that im slowly getting it back,i question myself, did i write this in anger or was i feeling sorry for myself. still i often wonder why things hapeen the way they do.)