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Subject:	the water's reflection © copyright [kmp]
Time:	11:25 am.

There is a place
Where you can sit by the water
And see your face
In the reflection
The sun is beating at your back
hotter
Upon closer inpection
Water Lillies floating away
Rays of light refracting in water by day
The sun is rising, it's early morn
The night's darkness pierced and torn
Gold, Yellow, Purple Morning Light
Brings in the morning sunrise
Into sight
As cumulus, stratus clouds pass by
I let out a sigh
of delight
as I know I awoke
Sitting there as I soak
My toes in the water
My submerged thoughts leak
As the winds stroke
My hair
Glistening in the sun
The thistles and the daffodils whistle
As I run across the grassy knoll
The view stole
My breath away
Without any further delay
There are no words that I can say
That will truly do justice to the beauty of this day
I look the other way
And admire the view
Overhead, flocks of birds of flew
Many a mile
All the while
They fly in line in file
Overhead
Instead
Of straying off their course
They are surefast, sticking to the principles of their source
You realize
As you watch the animated clouds in the skies
You realize
How lucky you are to be alive
How much you can strive
To Drive
Your life in the direction you choose
If you don't take the right turn you might lose
Do not take life and its wonders for granted
Stop and Think of all the times you've ranted
Did you begin to realize
How wise
Your eyes
All your ties
To the world of around you
You should never be through
Appreciating it
and each other
Life -
That which made you
Making you sure
Of who you are
And who you want to be
Look at your reflection
See yourself face to face
Keep your life at a steady pace
To journey towards this place
Requires patience, love, and time
Nothing that you can make up through words of rhyme
There is a place
Where you can sit by the water
And see your face
In the reflection
This is the first step towards introspection.

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Subject:	my inner journey © copyright [kmp]
Time:	2:37 pm.

I've begun a journey
which has lasted many a mile
Step by step in a new direction
My course shall voyage a while
What is your style
When you travel many a mile
Do you stand in line in file
or break free
to cast your dreams from thee
Thine heart
Provides a place where you can start
to map and chart
the very sinew threads of
memories with which you cart
As you Part
On Various Journeys
Throughout your life
Free yourself from misery and strife
Let Life's Lessons start
My Journey goes within
Where my feelings and thoughts are akin
To the truth from within my heart
In which I uniquely impart
My Dear
I hold no fear
My thoughts and feelings are very clear
They remain here
In my heart, the root from which I start
To chart and cart
All my precious memories
of all my sacred journeys
Within
Akin
TO the Truth
Within my heart
From the Start
Of my life
All now free from
Misery
Free from strife
The Grandest Things
Which life brings
All which clings
Beyond all the dents and dings
Of all the things which string
Like a thorn in your side
Do not collide
With a frivolous ride
I will confide
That by my side
Nothing but my own truths shall reside.

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Subject:	The Self Mannaz
Time:	6:17 am.

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The Self Mannaz

The starting point is the self. Its essence is water. Only clarity, willingness to change, is effective now. A correct relationship to your self is primary, for from it flow all possible right relationships with others and with the Divine.

Remain modest-that is the Oracle's Counsel. Regardless of how great may be your merit, be yielding, devoted and moderate, for then you have a true direction for your life.

Be in the world but not of it. And yet do not be closed, narrow, or judging;, rather, remain receptive to impulses flowing from the Divine within and without.
Strive to live the ordinary life in a non ordinary way. Remember at all times what is coming to be and passing away, and focus on that which abides. Nothing is less called for from you now.

This is a time of major growth and rectification and, as a rule, rectification must come before progress. The field is tilled before the seed is planted, the garden is weeded before the flower blooms, and the self must know stillness before it can discover its true song.

Now is not a time to seek credit for accomplishments or to focus on results. Instead, be content to do your task for the task's sake. Herein lies the secret of experiencing a true present.

If you take the Rune of the Self and cut it down the middle, you will see the Rune for Joy with its mirror image. There is here a subtle caution against carelessness. The Self is required to balance other self. Nothing in excess was the second phrase written over the gateway to the temple at Delphi. The first counsel was Know Thyself.

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Subject:	mmm *PUSSY*
Time:	3:09 pm.

Lords of Acid
Our Little Secret (1997)
Pussy

I wanna see your pussy
Everybody says it's nice
Can I can and come and visit?
I'll be at your house tonight

They tell me it's soft to touch and really smooth
I can hardly wait to feel that pussy too
You wanna play with pussy all the time
To hide that kind of pussy is a crime
You say you're pussy's clever and so slick
But I think your pussy's kind of sick

I wanna see your pussy, show it to me
Let me see your pussy, show it to me
Show me your pussy, show it to me
I want to see your pussy, show it to me

I want to bet your pussy ain't as pretty as mine
I don't hide my pussy like you do all the time
My pussy's just the sweetest thing you've ever seen
Compared to mine your pussy's really ugly and mean

I bring my pussy everywhere I go (m-hmm)
To watch my little pussy is a show
You say that your pussy really clever and slick
But I think your pussy's really thick

I wanna see your pussy, show it to me
Let me see your pussy, show it to me
Show me your pussy, show it to me
I want to see your pussy, show it to me

She turns into a tiger when she's ready to eat
My pussy's always hungry for a big chunk of meat
So lay your little pussy right next to mine
You can bring her over around dinner time

My pussy is the hippest thing around (that's right)
She's always been the talk of the town
You say your pussy's clever and so slick
But I think that your pussy's mighty think (me-ow baby)

I wanna see your pussy, show it to me
Let me see your pussy, show it to me
Show me your pussy, show it to me
I want to see your pussy, show it to me
(x2)

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Subject:	*Wunjo*
Time:	10:57 am.

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Joy

Light

This Rune is a fruit bearing branch. The term of travail is ended and you have come to yourself in some regard. The shift that was due has occurred; now you can freely received Wunjo's blessings, whether they may be in material gain in your emotional life or in a heightened sense of your own well-being. This is an alchemical moment in which understanding is transmuted for knowledge. The knowledge itself was in necessary but not sufficient condition; now you can rejoice, having been carried across the gap by the Will of the Divine.

Joyousness accompanies new energy, energy blocked before now. Light pierces the clouds and touches the waters just as something lovely emerges from the depths. The soul is illuminated from within, at the meeting place of the Divine and Earth, the meeting of the waters.

There is new clarity which may call for you to renounce existing plans, ambitions goals. It is proper and timely for you to do so, for Wunjo is a Rune of restoration, of the self properly aligned with the Self.

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Subject:	love is a rose © copyright [kmp]
Time:	5:56 am.

A fraction of time
Aged Like Fine Wine
Will you be Mine
You don't have to stand in line
Are you my cosign
My soul sign
The one who makes me pine
Love is a Rose, and
You better no pick it
It Only Grow When It is on the Vine
Hand full of Thorns and You Know
you Missed It, Lose Your Love when You
Say the Word Mine
I sip a glass of your essence
It all makes much sense
Sixpence
For your thoughts
I want to know the whole lot
I know how much I've learned
From which I've taught
All the lessons which I've wrought
All the things which you've sought
I'm not
The mirage of deceit
I am the One you Know
Once you Meet
My inner side
I must confide
There is a rising tide
Of emotion
In the ocean
Of my sentiments
Where all my feelings went
Where you have sent
My heart reeling within
Something akin
Not a sin
A feeling related
deep like that for my next of kin
Always I know
How much you can show
The flow
Of the harmony of our bond
The wave of our magic
Is nothing tragic
There is a way we click
It makes my heart skip a beat
Such a treat
Such a feat
After all I can seat
When we greet
Our thoughts and our feelings
The very sealings
That which can make my heart tick
Tock - Goes the Clock
How will you pick
To spend the rest of your life
Free from misery, free from strife
When you meet your maker
When will you take her
For all you can assure
You know your heart is pure
I am sure.
As we age like fine wine
I dine
One your fine
Essence
Deeper
Not Dense
My Keeper
Of my Heart
From the Start
The Reaper
Of all which I map and chart
To the pathways I can start
To walk on many a journey
This one I can see
Will be an epiphany
Setting myself free
I smile with glee
It makes me think
Of when I was a child
On the brink
Of running wild
Tip toeing through the grass
Running To the tree
Swinging the swing
Air
Blowing through my hair
Share
my thoughts
My adoration, the whole lot
Lifting me higher like wings
I want to sing
A beautiful thing
Loudly, bellow the truth from
Red Rum
Within
I feel this is no sin
More so akin
Love is a Rose, and
You better no pick it
It Only Grow When It is on the Vine
Hand full of Thorns and You Know
you Missed It, Lose Your Love when You
Say the Word Mine

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Subject:	Ode to my Grandpere © copyright [kmp]
Time:	6:58 am.

(Author's Note: This was written in commemoration of my Grandfather's Memorial Service, which I will be speaking at in honour of my grandfather's life and death today. My grandfather passed January 06, 2002 from pneumonia and congestive heart failure. He has taught me a lot of amazing things in life.)

Ode to my Grandfather

Ma grandpere
was a wise man, loved, respected
One who lived his life with much care
As I recall gazing into his stare
The thick highlighted gray lines of his hair
His smile, his kisses, blown with flair
How much I can say for my love for my grandpere
Grandpa, you taught me many things wise
After my birth passed, and I became an adult my wisdom arised
All I had to do was look into your eyes
Nothing to wonder, Nothing to surmise
What you have taught me
Encompasses much respect and honour for how
we live our lives
Providing for, loving, and appreciating all of our family ties
What is most important to me through the years
Is that you loved me,
In that, your spirit is always near
I love you with all my heart.
My dear, thank you for being here.

Of the many things my grandfather taught me:

Personal and Social Etiquette (Classical)
Tennis
Swimming
Skiing (He skiied with me into his late 70's, and taught me how to ski)
Differences in generations (to listen to and to appreciate the differences, and respect them)
The Value of Hard Work and Investment
Professionalism - Business Decisions (he was always a successful investor)
To travel as much as possible
To respect your elders
To Provide for your family
To value education

My grandfather was many things to me:
He was loving, witty, articulate, well respected, stern, professional, opinionated, intelligent, well informed on political, social, fiscal and current affairs. He was a mentor, a proud veteran, and first and foremostly, a loving grandfather.

My grandfather was an accomplished man, of many talents. Aside from having a love for an an active hobby in gardening, he was also an accomplished skier, loved to go on hikes, swimmer, tennis player, World Traveler and active in many college and community affairs.

He was born in 1916, in San Francisco - 10 years after the 1906 SF Earthquake. He was raised in SF, attended Lowell High School, and graduated from UC Berkeley with a Bachelor of Sciences in Business Administration.

During the course of college, he was involved in several different extracurricular activities, including acting as president of the Sigma Nu fraternity, Interfraternity Council, the Daily California Business Staff and Social Clubs.

Drafted early in 1941 for World War II, he became a commissioned officer in early 1942 for the Fort Benning infrantry training school. He saw duty with the 3rd Infantry Division in the European Theatre, October 1942 - July 1945, seperating as a captain. he served with the Division in Algeria/Morocco, Tunisia, Siciliy, Naples/Foggia, Anzio, Rome-Arno, Southern France, Rhineland and Central Europe (Austria). He received thte Bronze star, Soldier's Medal, Presidential Citation (3rd Division), Combat Infantry Badge. During the last year of the War he served as Aide-De-Camp to Major General John (Iron Mike) O'Daniel, Commanding General of the 3rd Infantry Division. The division made assault amphibious landings at Casablanca (FR. Morroco), Sicily, Anzio and Southern France. It was almost continuous action during the war.

He was married in April, 1951 to my grandmother, where they raised three children, including my mother in Marin County.

His business career in San Francisco centered in the fields of sales promotion, advertising and public relations, retiring as a department manager for a public utility.

May his soul rest in peace.

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Subject:	what do you see? © copyright [kmp]
Time:	3:40 pm.

When you look into these eyes
Do you see any lies
You may see what you want to see
But You know in your heart I am just me
I am not what you want me to be
I am me, living life free and willingly
Loving each and every day
Living my life in the best possible way
Holding those dear to be close and true
How much more would I ask from you?
Not much, expectations are disappointments in disguise
Instead, I chose to speak and rise
Stand my ground, for who I am
I can you tell that I give a damn
I care who you are
I wish upon many stars
My life is what I make of it
No - my life is *not* a bowl of cherries
and I am *not* stuck in the pits
How many times
Have you felt alone
How many times has the truth shown
That you can live and love
and give - when push comes to shove
Who's going to be knocking at your door
When you beg and plead and ask for more
Do you know what your life has in store
Have you really thought about it, I implore
When you look into my eyes
What do you see
Do you see me
For what I am - Just Me
Or do you find with glee
Surprises in store
My life I'll share with you
Reality - that which I tore
Not woven for lore
It beats at my inner core
I am not a simple mind
I know where to find
The love within my heart
It came from inside from the very start
You see, I didn't have much
But I took it upon myself to touch
As many people in the world
Positive energy love, I have hurled
All my love I wish to give.
Another breath, life is to short to not live
To not take a breath and stop along the way
To show your appreciation each and every day.
When you look into my eyes
What do you see
Do you see me
Or glory
Do you see a soul that has been freed
From the pain, from the misery
That which at one time did bind me
I want to be free
To let my wings soar
To learn, to grow more
To see what life has in store.
I just want to be me.

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