For A Moment

For a moment,
We can make an effort
To be present
With him,
With her…
We can make an effort
To listen
To their voices,
Paying as much attention as possible,
For a moment
We let them run the show
For a moment
We are their audience,
We let them
direct their dream
We let them
usher us with their words
to the stage...
For a moment
for a single moment
we are those eyes
who see the same..
we share their dream...
we share their view of things…
Laugh with what they laugh,
Feel what they feel…
For a moment
Just for a single moment
We can be together
As one.

Somewhere Over the Rainbow....

“Somewhere over the rainbow
Way up high…
And the dreams that you dream of
Once in a lullaby”


The place
Over the rainbow…
The place
Way up high…
The place…
Where we all
Dream at night,
The place…
Where bluebirds fly…
The place...
Where you’ll find me…
Is here!
Yes, right here...
in our home
We call EARTH...

The Organization

The beast lies in a deep slumber... still and dozing quietly, the dawn is about to break and the earth awaits the arrival of the Sun to illuminate the darkness. Buses, trains and cars begin their attack from all directions oozing towards the deadly lethargic beast. Like syringes with needles which begin to pierce the skin of the animal injecting an assorted mob of coats, hats suitcases and zombified worker drones, rushing into its veins they bring the awful creature to life. The Beast is awake and grows stronger with each mili-second. And from a far distance you can see the big octopus-like creature light up each of its tentacles, you can hear it breathing, you can feel its heart. It draws on the lifeblood from the drones as they get into their toil. THE BEAST IS GOD. The Organization is alive, from 8 am to 5 pm, Monday through Fridays, Closed on Saturdays and Sundays. Long live the GOD, The Organization.