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NightSpirit 06-12-2010 10:05 AM

awwww :icon_cry: .....Slice you are an :angel11:......my angel :smile:

Pssst*** You forgot one...Sleeping With An Angel....you and I also did for Gary.

:hug:

psychoslice 10-12-2010 12:44 AM

'Ok then Nightspirit here is Sleeping With An Angel a song by Nightspirit and myself, enjoy.\r\n\r\n\r\nhttp://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oqG_6_BvrlI'

psychoslice 12-12-2010 04:13 AM

This song is about how we should always tell those who we love how much we do love them, because they may not be with us tommorw, the song i wrote is called, Tomorrow May Never Come

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1Wujo_wpihY

psychoslice 12-12-2010 04:15 AM

This song I wrote is called I'm Missing Youhope you like it also.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IRvf0m_7seU

NightSpirit 12-12-2010 08:55 AM

Hey great tunes Slice...well done! :hug:

Miss Hepburn 12-12-2010 09:23 AM

It's not just the sweet songs - but the photos that you found and
how they fade in and out!
Well done and so heartfelt.
:hug:

psychoslice 19-12-2010 05:46 AM

While you are alive, be so alive that even death when it comes cannot kill you. A really alive person transcends death. Death happens only to dead people. Let me repeat it: Death happens only to dead people; who are already dead, only to those people does death happen. A really alive person transcends death, goes beyond death. Death comes, but misses the target. How can you kill a person like Buddha? How can you kill a person like Jesus? How can you kill Krishna with his flute on his lips? -- impossible. Death itself will start dancing around him! His life is so abundant that death itself will fall in love with him. osho

psychoslice 19-12-2010 05:49 AM

Birth and death are simply devices, because neither birth is true nor death is true. We have been before birth, so how can birth be true? And we will be after death, so how can death be true? Only one thing is true: the consciousness that comes with you through birth and goes with you through death — perhaps birth is a door, and death too! Perhaps they are the same door, just your direction is different.

At the moment of death all your knowledge of the world will be lost into thin air. Only one thing will go with you, and that one thing is being constantly ignored — that is your self-knowledge, your self-realization. In fact, this is the only ignorance — ignoring yourself.
Only a person who has enjoyed his life becomes capable of enjoying his death. And if you are capable of enjoying your death, you have defeated death. Then there is no more birth for you and no more death for you -- you have learnt the lesson.

psychoslice 19-12-2010 05:51 AM

You were a child, you have become a grown-up, you will become old. This is phenomenal, this is unreal. But there is something within you which never becomes anything other than itself. In your childhood it is the same, in your youth it is the same, in your old age it is the same, in your death it is the same. A man of meditation knows his eternal being, his immortal being. There is no deathbed for him.

Gem 19-12-2010 05:57 AM

Quote:

Originally Posted by psychoslice
This song is about how we should always tell those who we love how much we do love them, because they may not be with us tommorw, the song i wrote is called, Tomorrow May Never Come

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1Wujo_wpihY


I love that one!

Here is a wonderful one.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AwzHlyVRc9o

I feel the trembling tingle of a sleepless night
Creep through my fingers and the moon is bright
Beams of blue come flickering through my windowpane
Like gypsy moths that dance around a candle flame

And I wonder if you know
That I never I understood
That although you said you'd go
Until you did - I never thought you would

Moonlight used to bathe the contours of your face
While chestnut hair fell all around the pillowcase
And the fragrance of your flowers rest beneath my head
A sympathy bouquet left with the love that's dead

Never thought the words you said were true
Never thought you said just what you meant
Never knew how much I needed you
Never thought you'd leave - until you went

Morning comes and morning goes with no regret
And evening brings the memories I can't forget
Empty rooms that echo as I climb the stairs
And empty clothes that drape and fall on empty chairs



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