There once was a man who came along
peaceful filled with glee,
who only wanted to sing his songs
and keep the music free

He had a map of how to get there
but didn't know the roads
He travelled until one day, unaware
He met the king of the toads

The toad was happy to share his views
in fact he gave him a car
to better find his path anew
under a brighter star

But to the man's surprise the toad
wanted to take the map
The toad was angry of the load
that laid upon his lap

Why should I be number 2?
the Toad said to himself
But Toad, the map is for me AND you
and her and everyone else!

I brought the map for all of us,
because it shows the way
For all of us to break the dust
and enter a brand new day.

But you, Mr. Toad, are wrong
to act so madly irate,
in thinking that by coming along
that it would make you great.

The fact is that I own the way
But freely I do share
If you will only humbly say
"my work is mine to bear".


Jason Dodson
Copyright 2004.

For some reason, this reminds me of a Duran Duran song.

Salt in the Rainbow

Something to remember
in some far off time
when you get that lonely shine in your eye.
Dreams and lovers,
ever wonder why
When everything starts breaking down
they’re reaching for the sky.

You are forever
all I understand.
I hold forever
here within my hands.

Picking through the pieces
and what do you have to all?
Just the danger of relying on those who’d let you fall.
So you try,
try much harder
until the truth is gone.
The very thing you’ve been searching for
has been yours all along.

We are forever
all we understand.
This is forever
here within our hands.


[This message was edited Thu Jan 8 14:32:11 PST 2004 by VinaBlue]

Who owns freedom?

GOD.

Mathew 6 (1-8)

good night.

NFO said:

Whoever has $250 I suppose...

damn those toads and their alterior ribbits
they'll always croak in the end