You carry Mother Earth within you. She is not outside of you. Mother Earth is not just your environment. In that insight of inter-being, it is possible to have real communication with the Earth, which is the highest form of prayer.
Thích Nhất Hạnh
Download ebooks
Ebook "Lời bài hát Gary Numan"
Download EPUB - iPhone
Download PDF A4 - PCLiên Kết Nhanh
Biên tập viên
Exhibition
Applicant, I am
Clean young flesh
Cubicles, we merge
And me so decent
Lock up my vehicle
Crack my walls
I'm stealing new words
And me so honest
Someone took pictures
Just look at her go
Her presence exhausted me
Like spectators we are
I have no address
'Who are you?'
Kiss my arse goodbye
The show goes rusty.
Simulate phone call
Face to face
Newspaper loose talk
You wreck my dreams
Exhibit 'A' dog
So few of them left
Exhibit 'be' god
The problem of death
Old sex, unclean
Do you still need the moon?
Recall no names
Don't ask me 'how are you?'
Where's my attendant
And where is my wife
Wait in the doorway
While I say goodnight
He looks like me