Making the world a better place, one contact at a time
One life begins one ends In a formless dance it tuns The circle of life
Soul Doc
The fed chair speaks the market loses value Why let him talk at all?
Ideas taking form Creative movement same belt size new future takes shape
Work until my death Poor plans create poor results Time for a new plan
Wisdom often comes From dealing with the consequences Of bad decision making
Watching mistakes happen Is the most difficult job A parent has One of them anyway….
Peaking through my Self Showing that which is under My awareness
Fidelity lost Caught in the act can’t deny Watching our show alone
Not wanting to quit Yet progress fully stopped Why did I give up?
We can’t get along We don’t listen or agree And nothing gets done
