We are down to earth to stand out among others,
And from’dreamontology’ to ‘dondoorlogy’ to set up my muse.
Deep in my heart and sweet on my lips,
Of the flowers of beauty around me;
And i have the hole to hide away my fears.
Romance sweet romance,
And sundenly it was all over between us;
But the bottom of my heart is always true.
But down under the depth of the ocean he lays,Being eaten by the big fish! !
And the truth is, Degrees are obtained under a Faculty.Degrees are obtained after the length of studies,But without one’s Philosophy there is no Faculty!Because one has to create the ideas for others to follow;And out of Philosophy came the branches of Faculties.You don’t need any Degree to identify yourself,Because you have the ability of teaching…
And like the muse of your love with Dickenson my friend,So try to learn from others as well.
I have no choice at all.Yes, you can kill the prophets but,You cannot kill the message!So do nestle up my tea and my nest like,The hopes and dreams that i have for you.Of the optical values of my love to you,To swing out the muse with love and care;Like the love that we share on…
But Jacques came to help me with my flock,And many of them are now safe.
And judgement and justice caught up with you!Until Arta came along to save your life,Because there was no other way that you could have lived again.
