9/15/02
4:06:19 PM
65.56.255.35
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that's spelled sommonagommona
8/30/02
4:34:30 PM
65.58.132.238
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8/17/02
11:22:01 PM
64.154.143.168
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( As a regression ) --
I saw two dawns. I saw TWO DAWNS. The first dawn, when they told me what I could do with my hands, and change things, I stayed up all night listening to their words. There was a DAWN. After the cataclysm we were in our darkest hour, suddenly the clouds parted and there was a DEEP RED DAWN. We knew it was over! We sang with fortitude! We praised God all day! We prayed that it would never happen again, and knew it wouldn't.
I find the sand pebbles of my mind, and cast them down, down into my mind. They hit the sea and form colors, expanding, expanding into my subconsciousness, in infinite waves they go. Red. Green. Blue. Grey. Gold. Turn green! Turn gold! When the pebbles reach the vastness I can hear sounds, like the waves crashing on the beach, like the air bubbles rising up in the sand as the tide returns. The colors expand in my infinite subconsciousness, like theater curtains on infinity, like the aurora borealis, slowly I let them go.
The cloud in the sky above, do you know it's name? The city twenty miles long, Albuquerque. The Sonoran desert reaches towards infinity, it is growing. I can see it grow. Since everything has energy, everything has a note. Can you hear the song of the desert? I can. I can hear the note of the approaching storm, a thousand miles long, coming from the sea. It is a LOW note. My mind's eye opens, it slowly opens... --
8/16/02
5:32:27 PM
65.58.140.72
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A Poem to the Silence and the Quiet.
"Escuche silencio," listen to the silence. To all you believe in your hope and innocence! Silence is always wrapped in gossamer gold. To the silence and quiet now. Behold!
It may be noisy where you live. You want it to be quiet in all you give. Do this, meditate so. It will then be quiet, I know.
To silence and quiet I now give this poem. Because it now has a house and an immortal home. To quiet things I now write. To silence and quiet, and the inner light.
Tell me now, do you like quiet things? Like babies or children or the forest, or me, whispering? The silence of a grass field of dew and sun and gold. To see with delight and wonder, and to hold.
When I was a baby, I slept with my hands over my head. The silence of a mind of a Buddha in a bed. I remember how quiet it was back then. To pray for the quiet and I do -- Amen.
Back then as a kid there were lots of birds. I'd wake up in the morning with all their words. To the quiet of a bird I hope you will learn. To the quiet of a bird and a brook, unturn.
I remember one time when my brother died, I was sitting by a table letting time bide. The WHOLE of the world became quiet there, now. My brother was telling me good bye with peace, and a bow.
Silence is a thing people die for. To fight for peace is the first and ultimate door. There's been dogs and airplanes and stereos and cars. Let quiet be a thing for battle and for wars.
Through meditation you can listen to your soul. It becomes the quiet and peace in all that you know. Sanctity and firmament are definitely good. Your body is quiet through meditation and Buddha -- hood.
But then there's this great spring day flowing past. The sanctity and peace are here all day to last. I love it when it is quiet -- like now. Listen to the silence around you -- and how.
Back in my old place spring Tholomus and I went outside. It was 3:30 in the morning, the moon was shrouded in clouds to hide. It was snowing and the snow was dancing on the flowers where it stood. In all of it's clarity and quiet and it's good.
Suddenly it became the most quiet that I have ever heard. Tholomus was sniffing the air, the quiet spoken word. The infinite shimmering silence that it became. What was his face? What is his name?
Silence is of the ordinality and cardinality of God. "Bless me when I die, I love you God." When it's quiet be it this that you know. Quiet is of God and Jesus and your soul.
8/11/02
11:17:04 AM
62.131.242.89
Mozilla/4.0 (compatible; MSIE 6.0; Windows 98; {World Online})
Dear Mariah Carey, please contact Elton John, about my idee, best Regards, Paul Quekel
Dear Elton John, go to Johannesburg with a new song for all the children in the world. We are all children and we need all together a New World. I ask you kindly to write a song and sing this song with colleague singers as many as possible. Make a John Lennon revival.
The world is running into an individual madness. Visite the website www.sdnl.nl and New Rain Forest, My idee for a better world. It is in Dutch
Best regards,
Paul Quekel
Grotestraat 413 5142 CB Waalwijk The Netherlands
0031 416 563055.
This is my idee for a new song, perhaps you can use it:
We are the children, the children from children We are born in love from all the children
We are the New World for peace and love, together
Never forget our creation based on peace and love
Lofty between people and people
Between people and animals
Between animals and animals
Connected by the love of the world, all together
We are the children, the children from children
We are born in love from all the children
We are the New World for peace and love, together
Remember the air, the plants and water
Born in the World of our existence
Forget the war, forget the sorrow
Stop the egoism inside yourself
Find the new way of love all together
We are the children, the children from children
We are born in love from all the children
We are the New World for peace and love, together
Stop the illness and starving for all the children
Give them hope and future for a better live
Be the true leader for all the people
Give new happiness for all the living creatures
Give them breath of live, with a new life spring all together
We are the children, the children from children
We are born in love from all the children
We are the New World for peace and love, together
Rebuilt a new way of live for the world
Because we have the love, all the love for life
Our life for all the children for a better world
The destination of the world is our responsibility
Give love and peace to the children, all together
We are the children, the children from children
We are born in love from all the children
We are the New World for peace and love, together
Make our lives valuable for health and beauty
Change for the better world is still a great possibility
Give our world a new virginity off love and peace
Demanded to the world Leaders by the children
Let born the new love in our peaceful world, all together.
We are the children, the children from children
We are born in love from all the children
We are the New World for peace and love, together
By Paul L.G. Quekel
World Summit on Sustainable Development
Greenpeace to Bush: Go to Johannesburg
Earth Summit
Just months before he lost his re-election bid to Bill Clinton, George Bush Sr. reluctantly attended the first Earth Summit, the 1992 United Nations Conference on Environment and Development (UNCED), in Rio de Janeiro, Brazil. This historical meeting was attended by 172 nations and 108 government leaders.
The landmark agreements that resulted from the meeting include:
Agenda 21 the Rio Declaration on Environment and Development, the Statement of Forest Principles, and the United Nations Framework Convention on Climate Change and the United Nations Convention on Biological Diversity.
Ten years later, President George W. Bush is faced with the moral challenge of the 2002 UN World Summit on Sustainable Development (WSSD) this August in Johannesburg, South Africa. This conference will focus on setting the course for the 21st century to solve the plight of the world's poor. Some 60,000 people are expected to attend the meetings and parallel conferences. In order to truly address the world's global environmental and development problems, it is imperative for George W. Bush to attend this meeting, and show the international community that the U.S. is ready to participated in cleaning up the planet.
About 1/3 of the world's human population lives without access to modern energy sources, like electricity. As access to energy grows, force governments to ensure that energy developers choose clean energy development and stop forcing dirty power on the people and our environment!
The Johannesburg Earth Summit presents a chance for the Bush Administration to use the power of the United States to achieve real progress, tackle poverty and gain real security for the planet. But it will not be progress if all it achieves is opening doors for U.S. corporate enterprise around the world. Progress and lasting security will only be achieved by helping developing countries leapfrog our dirty polluting path of development and start fresh with renewable energy, clean transportation, sustainable forest conservation policies and clean production technologies in manufacturing and agriculture.
In the end, the relationship between the Bush Administration and corporate America may be too strong to allow room for progressive development policy. If that is the case, the U.S. must not be allowed to obstruct governments of the world as they lay out a vision of a secure future with clean development. Bush must go to Johannesburg and join world leaders in concrete commitments to tackle poverty. It will be a national disgrace not to attend this historic meeting. The United States, the most powerful and consumptive economy on the planet must lead the world to solutions.
Ten Years After Rio The embarrassing fact is that ten years after the Rio Earth Summit, we have done little to solve the unfolding environmental catastrophe that stands to undo both the planet's natural systems and human societies around the world, especially in the less advantaged, so-called developing world.
The problems identified in Rio, and the solutions to those problems are ever more pressing. Global warming (climate change) and the need for a clean energy revolution were central to the agreements of Rio. Unfortunately, efforts to solve global warming and the restructuring of the world's energy economy are slow. The necessary and urgent move away from damaging, polluting fossil fuels and toward renewable clean energy technology like wind and solar power is blocked by the massive corporate base of big oil, big coal and power corporations. Corporations like ExxonMobil and others have worked for the last ten years to block governmental solutions to global warming. Meanwhile large multinational corporations, international financial institutions and ill-placed foreign aid continue to spread dirty power development in poor countries and start these nations down the wrong road.
Mapping out the Road from Rio to Johannesburg
World leaders still can use the chance to make the Earth Summit in Johannesburg a milestone to start the clean energy era, making the right choice for the world. Background documents detailing the proceedings of the preliminary rounds of the 2002 Earth Summit show that many governments have acknowledged the importance environmental threats, including global warming and have taken seriously the challenge of energy development in the developing world. However, they have yet to make environmental solutions central to the August meeting.
The Greenpeace ship the MV Esparanza will be in South Africa during the summit helping to focus world attention on the important decisions being made there. The ship's work is just part of Greenpeace's Countdown to Johannesburg, which will involve activities across the globe. Greenpeace is campaigning for governments to take the lead in global sustainability, and stop abdicating their responsibilities to corporations for protection of the planet.
A Call to Action!
Greenpeace is calling on governments around the world to commit to:
Ensuring access to sustainable, renewable sources of energy to the two billion of the world's poorest people who do not now have access to modern energy services; and Rapidly accelerating the development and use of renewable energy technologies in the developed world. Renewable energy can meet our energy needs, while also improving national and global security, enabling countries to develop in a sustainable manner, and reducing the threat of global warming.
Facts about renewable energy
The United States could satisfy all of its energy needs with solar plants on land 100 miles square in Nevada: Wind energy is the fastest growing energy source in the world and is now cost-competitive with conventional energy in good wind sites. Denmark now generates 18 percent of its electricity with the wind; The United States has more solar, wind, biomass and geothermal energy potential than most other countries in the world. Follow Greenpeace's worldwide sustainable energy development campaign by visiting our "Stop the War on the Planet" website.
If you don't believe the US can viably invest in sustainable energy, you're wrong! Find out more about how California is choosing positive energy by visiting Greenpeace's Clean Energy Now! campaign's website!
8/10/02
7:16:49 PM
65.59.179.36
Mozilla/4.0 (compatible; MSIE 5.5; Windows 95; yplus 1.0)
Dear Mariah, I say, with a sigh.
I'm sorry your Father died.
I had a dream about him, it's been known.
God bless the child that's got his own.
As for me -- I still miss Tholomus, my cat friend.
She's gone to meet God at means - end.
And so, a poem I leave to you.
All love is upward the universe it's true.
A Song to Tholomus My ex – kitty One and a Half Years Since She Died.
Oh Tholomus, all the things done, by the grace of the Lord, it is you who won. To rise up above the mountain inside, it is this poem to you, Tholomus that I abide.
Her name was Greek for “Tom cat.” That’s where it is, that’s where it’s at. Tholomus was my one and true best friend. Listen, Tholomus, we are together, listen to this bend.
Oh Tholomus, the best thing here, all this sunshine in around this scene so near. It is for you Tholomus that I now apply. The sun and the light and the meek and the wise.
Oh Tholomus, I miss you blue. I’ve got another kitty here, Tholomus, just like you. You were the best, oh gossamer nameless one. I’ll never have a kitty better, to all that has been done.
You were pure love, Tholomus, you followed it to the letter. I’ll never have a kitty, never have a kitty better. It is to you, kitty, that this poem is about. A kitty no better, without a doubt.
Tholomus lived wild in my shed for three years. She had such a hard life it would move you to tears. But her best and one dream came true. It is this, it is this that you must do. Kitty walked up to me and became my friend. It was two weeks later when I called her in.
Kitty would lie there in the sun on the side. With me drinking coffee, a morning, and trying to bide. I started talking to her. A little scratchy looking fuzz ball of fur.
I called and kitty walked around. Do I know, do I know that sound? She did this for two or three days. To walk around and talk, ten thousand ways.
Then one day I said “kitty jump up.” Jump up, jump up, jump ‘pup, jum’ ‘PUP. Kitty jumped up above onto my lap. That’s where my life changed, it was that. What a lovely surprise and delight, to rise above! The delight and surprise from this fur – ball of love!
It was then that I decided kitty would come inside. To be my friend and kitty had great pride. Kitty would come live inside with me. It was this that kitty remembers with glee.
So then, one day April 1988 galore. I opened my door, I sat down, I perched on the floor. Tholomus was on the fence, getting some sun. So it was this that I let run. “Come ‘MERE kitty, come inside come inside come inside!” My kitty gazed with wonder, staring with pride.
Twenty minutes later, she was in my lap, I never did it so slow. The blue sky above, and the heat below. She got petted and I asked her to come inside. And that’s what she did, a blessing to lay beside. The joy and wonder that I would know. Oh how I love you, Tholomus, I do love you so.
It was the next day that she came inside. Ten years of letting time bide. I was reading the paper first and blue. Kitty’s one great dream came true. She jumped up on my lap to lay beside. Tholomus came inside, eyes wide, with wonder and pride she came INSIDE!
She was inside with me ten years from that day. The times were hard, what can I say? However, twice, Tholomus saved me true. I’m alive Tholomus, it is by your grace that I now give you.
Times were good sometimes, without her there wouldn’t be any poem. I started doing Zen in my very own home. We lived in the same place ten a year. I was angry, the change and the darkness were near.
Tholomus liked to lay in the sun to get warm, her favorite thing. To get warm, some sun and the spring to bring. To lay in the sun, and to relax and warm up so. Tholomus did this every day, or so I know.
I had a habit of staying up at night. She would sit in my lap and kneed and talk, being polite. She would sit in the sun, with the sky above. The sun and the warmth – everything is love.
I petted her and fed her and loved her too. All of her love was one and true. She laid by the heating vent in the winter to get warm. Then to stretch out, happily reborn.
Tholomus caught birds and played and meditated so. To be “just sitting,” is it this you know? She would perch high on a fence and look out at things. “Hey look, it’s Tholomus making the scene!”
Tholomus had an actual kitty FRIEND. This cat would come up to Tholomus and talk, and be good with intend. Every where Tholomus looked, this cat would bend her head so. Tholomus had a friend, a genuine friend to know.
She slept on my chair and my bed and hers. The wonderful gossamer dreams is what occurs. Without her I wouldn’t be alive. A wonderful dear beautiful friend to realize.
This one time I gave her the cooked SKINS of some trout. You should have seen that kitty fall about! She licked and licked her chops for a very long time. She loved that trout skin, boy, what a dine!
One morning spring night 3:30 a.m. I went outside with Tholomus, seeing again. It was snowing and the moon was out and the clouds and the flowers. It became the most quiet in my life, in all my hours. Kitty showed me the nether Buddha world. I’ll always remember the lasting still quiet with that girl.
And then there’s the time when I got that sod. There’s kitty doing FLIPS on back lawn, oh my God! She really was so happy that day. Way to go kitty, that’s the way!
After ten years, I had to move out of my home. Tholomus came too, the good I have known. We had sunshine and lawns and a house all too. Oh Tholomus, how wonderful to have loved you.
The first winter Tholomus was with me, when I let her in, it was blowing snow a gale, ice and wind. She really said a heartfelt “thank you” with her eyes. She was loving and kind and giving with surprise.
And then the first Christmas for us to know, her only gift was some canned food, wrapped in a paper and a bow. That same warm compassionate look from her eyes. “Thank you Kevin,” with undoubtable surprise.
Tholomus was an old kitty, fifteen years young. She became blind, but there was no difference, there was none. Tholomus still puttered around and did all these things. It was amazing, the joy and wonder it brings.
Then her health started taking a down turn. I had to spend a lot of these ways, but she would return. Then came the day when there was nothing we could done. I would take Tholomus home with me, to bury in the sun.
We gave kitty a downer to be calm and in place, so kitty would die in peace and in grace. My Dad was through the whole thing with me. I wish there was more time, enough time to be with me.
So kitty died in peace and the Lord’s grace. I held her in my arms, her last breath in that place. We had a thing about saying “I love you” with your tongue. She died in my arms, “ -- -- -- ,” fifteen years young.
Oh Tholomus, your whole life with me. The best thing was when you anticipated with glee. The best thing was when you came inside. Oh, how to have known you with pride!
Throughout the whole thing, I sensed something GOOD. There were good things happening here, please knock on wood. I know myself that death is kind. There’s no difference between life now, that’s what I find.
So now I look on kitty’s grave, the Inverness so. And the sanctity and the peace, and the love on the go. Please Jesus, please bless Tholomus the same. In your name, in your name, in your name, in your NAME.
So Lord Jesus, how I pray, save Tholomus in every way. Let her always have a home true. And to be loved and fed and happy the sky blue.
So Tholomus, now I pray, lay down beside me kitty, yes you may. Let Tholomus always have a home. And loved by someone, who she now has known. I pray also she’s loved indeed. And happy and a place to go in time of need.
And I pray she always is fed. And that she’s happy and beaming and proud and has a bed. Let kitty be HAPPY -- oh -- Lord I pray. And that she has a home, a place to stay.
The little kitty that made friends with me. It was her doing that fills me with glee. She dreamed and looked inside and it became true. The best kitty to have ever been knew.
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The right person to have known.
God Bless the child that's got his own.
Thank you Mariah Kevin S. Denney Albuquerque New Mexico ksdenney@wans.net
8/7/02
5:36:54 PM
65.59.7.190
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God Bless The Child That's Got His Own.
8/6/02
6:37:47 PM
65.57.37.94
Mozilla/4.0 (compatible; MSIE 5.5; Windows 95)
we're going lo - tech
message for Mariah radio
would you play "While My Guitar Gently Weeps" by George Harrison?
would you open the Stevie Miller Born to be Blue album?
would you open "God Bless the Child That's Got His Own" of that same album?
would you play "Please Don't Let Me Be Misunderstood" by the Animals?
would you play "Bark at the Moon" by Ozzie?
no filler abuse is killer simple yet elegant object synthesis beat with them drums explicate yourself take care
8/5/02
6:49:15 PM
64.154.142.89
Mozilla/4.0 (compatible; MSIE 5.5; Windows 95; yplus 1.0)
it's another -- pleasant valley sunday --
lazy days -- lazy days -- lazy days for me and you
it's a good feelin' to know -- somebody loves you --
- sorry - about your Dad -- i had a good dream about him
does anybody want to get married right now -- ring my doorbell
7/17/02
6:26:15 PM
65.59.4.242
Mozilla/4.0 (compatible; MSIE 5.5; Windows 95; yplus 1.0)
boy -- women -- they sure are interesting -- aren't they?
7/17/02
5:11:47 PM
64.157.198.239
Mozilla/4.0 (compatible; MSIE 5.5; Windows 95; yplus 1.0)
lazy days lazy days lazy days for me and you it's another pleasant valley sunday i'm not going troppo i've gone troppo it's a good feeling to know ...
5/30/02
4:32:19 PM
64.157.193.179
Mozilla/4.0 (compatible; MSIE 5.01; Windows 95)
hey mariah i can only have little things
i don't want it all i just want a little bit i don't want it all i just want a little bit a little bit a little bit a little bit a little bit of your love
( joke )
hey mariah, i've never been married before but i can call psychodrama associates? do you know who?
the only thing i have to say here is " -- ."
5/19/02
6:46:10 PM
65.57.38.43
Mozilla/4.0 (compatible; MSIE 5.01; Windows 95)
dear mariah i'm sending you my best poem because "it's another pleasant valley sunday it's all the way pleasant valley sunday dedicated to Mariah Carey to all she is and to all she believes in i wrote it on election day
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The Zen of the Fall and the Autumn.
I was young, but now I'm old. The story has yet to be told. I have seen many autumns with yellow leaves they go. It's flowing through my body like dreams! All this Zen going by it's means! The Zen of the fall is vast and good to know.
You see I experience my breath. The energies rise up and then go west. I am close to this and I can see all the same. All of this Zen in the air! The leaves blowing in the wind without a care! I will write about this now, in lady nature's name.
Do you see the ice crystals begin to form? They've got their own music - "tinkling tinkle" - more by the storm. My home is warm and it's where I belong and it's bright. But the music in your mind and the window - seal. The ice crystals form and then you slowly heal. I can see lights form into them -- long into the night.
The clouds this afternoon were so grey and tall! A nip in the air unmistakably it's fall. I feel so very ALIVE you see! The tall grey clouds and the wind and the snow. Nothing looks the same in this place you know. I'm alive in this miniscule part as -- me.
I remember as a child. The fall would come in from the wild. I would bundle up and try to stay warm. To sit at my parent's home in front of the heat. To fall asleep in a single heart - beat. All those falls form a link to me under the storm.
I remember as a child the leaves on the ground. Do you remember that crumpling sound? The leaves would crumble and break before my feet. This is what I remember the best. To swish through the leaves' yellowness. Swishing through the leaves, the cold outside to beat.
In the fall everything is dying. To grow anew in the spring sun - shining. Maybe now that's why everything is Zen. To die in the peace of the fall. To rise up and to be part of it all. This is known to everything -- not only to men.
This autumn in New Mexico there has been rain. The sound of the drops are the same. The sound of the rain on my awning's window sheen. I stayed up late at night. The sound of the rain was quiet and tight. The notes playing blue and charcoal in it's gleam.
And here's to meditation and the wall. Spirits moving through my body in front of it all. Everything washes away and becomes anew. The autumn's halls are so vast! A grey - blue sky giant and cloudy to cast. I hold onto it and it loves me through!
And so, I make with my mind! An autumn spectacle in the wind -- the leaves following behind. With horses and riders and trumpets ablazing. I make them go down the street! The autumn will make them complete! They're riding in the night in front of the moon aglazing.
See the horses ride! Jumping to and fro with pride! They call your name out into the night. In the wind they seem. The leaves behind them blowing with gleam. They hold your dreams and make them turn right.
The riders of the horses with whips cracking! Ride on! The hooves under them tracking. We are the spirits of all the autumns to the past. When you see us take heed. Keep your dreams alive -- it's what you need. Keep your dreams alive, the autumn spirit loves you to the last.
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wishing you good food, good times, good health ...
Kevin Scott Denney Albuquerque New Mexico "Blue Sky."
5/6/02
3:28:00 PM
212.87.98.57
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Good Songs?... Always hard to find; but not if you know where to contact and who to talk to!
*WE ARE THE WELL!...WE ARE THE FOUNTAIN!*
Visit us by this Songlink.. (if active):
http://www.webspawner.com/users/allsong/index.html
Love to all. T & G. ~#;-)
4/9/02
6:32:55 PM
65.59.172.254
Mozilla/4.0 (compatible; MSIE 5.01; Windows 95)
Dear Mariah Carey:
This is what is needed, poetry is what you need. I'm sending you a poem about the flying weeds! I'm also sending you another poem "Lucinda Sleeping With the Moon." A tale of love and devotion and a sleeping tune. I went through some pretty bad child abuse. Do you know how sometimes you feel obtuse? The first thing I feel with a woman is SHOCK. But I believe ABSOLUTELY in love, in your love, and rock. An afternoon tune I give to you. Gone Troppo, sunshine, would you see me through?
Sincerely,
Kevin Scott Denney Albuquerque New Mexico.
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The Flying Weeds of Albuquerque.
Today it's been the first week of spring. My yards are coming up green that's the thing. It's time to work a little on the yards. It is to spring now that I give regards.
This week I've done a bunch of things. The season is for growing, by it's own means. I worked a little on my front and back. The time to grow, it's in the Almanac.
Two days ago, I cut mowed and trimmed my front lawn. I added some Ironite to it, and then came the dawn. It went from a winter lawn to a summer lawn in TWO DAYS. The best front lawn on the block, you'd be amazed.
But Lord now, what do I do with the weeds? They fly around here, and so do the seeds. Around here, in Albuquerque, weeds FLY. In Albuquerque they fly, with time passing by.
How, do you ask, do you pull weeds? You don't need to spray, it's a casual one of deeds. I've got a fork tool for pulling then up so. Push it in by the roots, pull sideways and pull it out, you know?
My cat comes outside to watch the weeds fly. In Albuquerque, the weeds fly real high. Do they fly as high as the jets or the sky above? They're flying around here in the spring, my love.
You only have to take care of dandelions for a couple of months, I know. They propagate for a short time, and then they go. Do you know why working on your lawn is so fun? It's relaxing and good and it looks great when you're done.
I've got a front yard and a back yard, and there we play croquet. A game of croquet on this one loveliest day. It's fun to play yard games in the sun. But first around here the weeds FLY everyone.
I've got a back lawn of Bermuda and a front lawn of Fescue. The weeds fly on both of them, I say to all of you. The flying weeds of Albuquerque, what is this? Do they have wings like birds? The catch I miss.
The yellow forsythia flowers and yellow dandelions, they are all going. Apricot blossoms and roses, at my place they are growing. But I've got to take care of these weeds. Taking care of your lawn, one of many simple needs.
Now I'm telling you around here why weeds fly. I'm throwing them over my SHOULDERS, by and by. These weeds don't have to have wings. I'm throwing them over my SHOULDERS, it's one of those happy things.
The weeds flying over my shoulders, happily I construe. The grass stalks growing in the sun, all straight and true. It sure is good to be alive I know. The blue sky is above and the grass is below.
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Lucinda Sleeping With the Moon.
Late at night, my clock chimes strong, "ding dong ding dong, ding dong ding dong."
I go in to wish my kitty a good night's sleep.
"Kitty, you're wonderful beautiful loving and kind. It's time for bed kitty, if you don't mind. I've never seen such a wonderful kitty as you. Good night tonight kitty, sleep tight tonight kitty, and I will too.
While I close my eyes, I get quite a surprise, there's Lucinda sleeping with the moon. There they are together, they're hugging each other, outside the window in my room.
Look! A crescent moon, starts making a tune, making quite a celestial vision. The moon's gossamer rays shining through, to me and you, irradiating a perfect dream's intention.
Sleep with the moon tonight kitty, your bed is pure light kitty, the moon loves you and that's your bed. The moon's gossamer gold, shines deep into your heart -- Behold! -- and they hold you so lie down your head.
There are many now and before us, the city of angels our forest, and there it reaches the sea. The river is flowing, life is over joying, so kitty spend many years with me.
Good night, wonderful kitty, sleep with the moon, and tomorrow will be another day. With many more waking dreams before us, believe in them with your faith and trust. They become true -- self realization is that way.
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Sincerely,
Kevin S. Denney "The Blue Sky Poet of Albuquerque"
3/31/02
9:42:09 PM
64.157.193.84
Mozilla/4.0 (compatible; MSIE 5.01; Windows 95)
Happy Easter Mariah!
Sitting here praying for my family, my friends, and my cat.
Happy Easter Mariah!
3/27/02
7:55:31 PM
65.59.1.177
Mozilla/4.0 (compatible; MSIE 5.01; Windows 95)
Dear Mariah Carey:
A birthday wish I give to you! All of your love is upward and true.
I was abused by my brother long ago. He tried to kill my love, he tried to kill my soul.
That other lady, if I would have had her too. I wouldn't have been happy, from my Deadhead friends I tell you.
There's one thing, she saved my life. I love her, but not as a wife.
You are one of the most beautiful women I have ever seen. The dawn of red - and - dew on a morning, and a means to a dream.
So happy birthday Mariah! Happy birthday to you! I believe absolutely in love, and to all that is true ...
"Sunshine -- -- -- -- yea."
"Sunshine -- -- -- -- yea."
"Sunshine -- -- -- -- yea."
"Sunshine -- -- -- -- yea."
With love,
Kevin Scott Denney ksdenney@wans.net http://wanspages.prodigy.net/ksdenney
3/24/02
10:48:49 PM
64.157.198.11
Mozilla/4.0 (compatible; MSIE 5.01; Windows 95)
HAPPY BIRTHDAY MARIAH!!!!!
3/24/02
6:31:32 PM
65.56.252.194
Mozilla/4.0 (compatible; MSIE 5.01; Windows 95)
... we do not have to travel to other stars to understand ourselves and the universe
we only have to look within ...
Wishing you in good food, in good health, and in good times
With Love,
Kevin Scott Denney Albuquerque New Mexico http://wanspages.prodigy.net/ksdenney
3/24/02
4:39:09 PM
64.154.138.76
Mozilla/4.0 (compatible; MSIE 5.01; Windows 95)
... Mariah, Mariah
they call the wind Mariah ...
Dear Mariah:
I wanted to send you some poetry it's from "Blue Sky" in Albuquerque New Mexico. Thank you for playing the Albuquerque "Amp -- fly -- eater" last year. You are one of the most beautiful women I have ever seen and I know from your music that this reaches all the way inside. I was majorly abused by my brother as an infant so I guess that what you are standing for I should believe in, but not too much. I am sending you three poems "The Statement of Mahayana Zen," "Bodhidharma's Sword," and "The Wall." I would like to especially dedicate The Statement of Mahayana Zen to Mariah Carey, to all she is and to all she believes in.
The Statement of Mahayana Zen.
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Last summer I went out into my backyard grand, a cup of coffee in my hand, to sit beneath the trees, just waiting for a summer breeze.
This particular day, it was special.
Last August I am proud, ten years of meditation on my brow, I pause and wonder now. How have I changed, a million miles to be gained, how much further do I go and how?
As I sip coffee in my hand, my thoughts rumble like some band, suddenly I hear this "clicking" sound. Then more "clicks" and more. What's this clicking at my door? I look up and exclaim with a bound!
There's birds in this tree, -- Oh! -- look at what I see, these birds are only an inch or so long. They're all chirping and chirping with glee, happier than anything I see, they're saying "Hi" to me "Kevin" with a song.
Look! A litter of twelve sparrows, all babies chirping as time narrows, this is the crown of creation, like me. Like "the land of the free," or "I've become one with me," or the President of this entire nation, like he.
"Hi, hi" birds in my hand, you're the highlight of my summer grand, I've never seen anything more pure than you. All just an inch or so long, with wings to fly them all strong, they're cute happy proud and beaming too.
Suddenly I expound, there's a leader of this bountiful bound, those birds wanted to show themselves to me. Now I know what I've become, meditation is second to none, I will become like SHE and SHE and HE!
There's twelve of them strong, all brothers and sisters of this summer long, they're chirping and chirping up quite a brew. "Hi Kevin" they all say, be happy and free this summer day, that's what God intended and needs of you.
( Joke ) -- One of these darling sparrow baby birds tries to hold onto a small twig, but falls backward and below, and lays, upside down, dangling! He then gets up again. --
And now the point of this poem, all of this love is a home, the home of enlightenment one and all. Everything has a house, the dream inside to come and expouse, meditation IS enlightenment, the great vehicle to all.
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Bodhidharma's Sword.
In the days before old. The story began to be told. A man meditated straight for forty years. He was enlightened by the morning star suddenly. In the year 625 BC. He felt so much joy it brought him to tears.
Then there's the four Patriarchs strong. They followed Buddha all along. They too were enlightened the immortal way. The third cut off his arm. The fourth Patriarch his leg off ( no harm ). They founded a world's religion on this day.
Six hundred years passed. There were councils and questions were asked. Bodhidharma invented Zen in 5 AD. There was still meditation here. But experiencing your breath was new and clear. I fell in love with the process and it is now me.
But just what is Bodhidharma's sword? It is your problems cast off by the Lord. I will write about this now today. There's a lesson to be learned. The gold in your heart to be earned. Just the act of meditating and the sword casts away!
The first time I did Zen. Twenty minutes of my mind to bend. My soul was instantly and immortally changed. I became smoother and slowed down. Being blessed by Bodhidharma's crown. I started coming out of my cage -- rearranged.
But I'm going to say this now. Your problems can overtake your brow. Hold on to them and you're in jail they say. Your problems aren't REAL. Come out of this wax and seal. When you meditate your problems go away.
How do your problems turn to null? Feeling peace and the river -- flow. Meditation makes you a whole lot less tense. Meditate awhile. And go that extra mile. And when you're done your problems don't make sense!
If it's a real problem stand up tall. Nip it in the bud I tell you all. You may need to compromise and be good. The way will become clearer. The solution to become nearer. When you are done it will be all that you could.
This one time I was full of anger. I couldn't see a solution to the matter. So I meditated with the front part of my brain. The anger dropped eighty five percent. Bodhidharma's sword was heavenly sent. I solved my problems and there was much to be gained.
And then there's the sense of inner peace. It makes you feel this and they won't cease. Your problems are solved this way too. To be happy and peaceful and glad. To all that you are and had. You feel peaceful all the way inside of you!
There's one thing the masters reveal. Your problems just aren't real. Don't hang onto them or deal with them or hate. There's a super - ordinate reality here. To all that I hold dear! Sit down and experience your breath -- meditate.
( Please -- I knock on your door. My hand a chocolate bar, could there be more? Would you please be, please be my friend? Let's put the problem aside. The problem is over, we can't hide. Would you please, please be my friend? )
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The Wall.
To all of this vast utterness! And to all of the things that wonder is! There is a wall here of joy and hope. I cannot quit explicating, it's the wall that I sit meditating, I have become wiser and widened my scope.
The wall that I sit meditating, nothing could be more true, the joy and peace and inverness inside of you. This is a wall that I never see. And yet it's my very dear friend, fifteen years of letting time bend, it has become now, the wall is totally me.
A candle and incense I light. It's inside and extremely bright. And then I sit down and the pages slowly unturn. The breaths clear you all the way out. Without any bit of a doubt. A candle and incense I make to burn.
The technique of Zen has been known before time old. You can go to all these temples full of gold. But in the end you sit facing the wall. Go in the bedroom facing west. And sit down and meditate and do your best. Go into the bedroom, go down the hall.
But I myself do Zen outside. A short breath of time to bide. There's a lot more realization doing this. The cars - trees - sunshine - grass so clear. All breathe as you do both far and near. Doing this outside fills you with total joyful bliss!
The wall and the candle and the incense and me. The shadow on the wall of the candle's flame flickering to and fro -- gently. I only apply myself to the task at hand. And then to breathe as I sit. The two lights become one, I admit. Experience your breath, the candle burns and the wax smells expand.
You see in my lifetime there has been wrong. It can overtake you when you are not strong. I believe now absolutely in love the same. To make love, to give love and to be love. To be more true than true is of. I believe in love absolutely, in the light of the flame.
And then as a kid. To whom? My first thought a candle in the corner of a room. Someday all this comes to an end. The candle of a child and a mind. The beat of a heart that is kind. I remember my first thought, a candle in the wind.
When you meditate there is a great deal of truth, both fast things and slow things and your eternal youth, THE FIRST WALL FOR ME HAS TURNED INTO SAND! The wall has turned into sands! The wind blew it over my hands! This is why I meditate, to be free.
It took for me at least three years. First slow and then determined and then joyful tears. The wall aged and died before my very eyes. What would have taken a lifetime. It dissolved away by a clock's chime. It's the way everything finally dies.
The old wall has become all that is true. The wall turned to sand and the eternal sky - blue. I can now believe and see the sun! The benefits of meditation are so vast! That's the question and that's what I asked. The wall has turned to sand, I am becoming the one.
In the end all walls don't exist. My wall turned to sand by the candle's emptiness. The list goes on and on and on. The birth of a baby on a brand new day. Meditating in front of the wall is to know the way. The birth of a baby on a brand new dawn.
Everything, all forms, come from nothing, planets, stars, thoughts, breathing, something. It is to nothing that all things go. The wall has turned to sands! The wind blew it from my hands! It is to hope and to hold and to experience and to know.
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Wishing you in good times, in good health, and in good food...
Kevin Scott Denney Albuquerque New Mexico.
http://wanspages.prodigy.net/ksdenney
3/3/02
12:37:23 AM
208.149.16.214
Mozilla/4.0 (compatible; MSIE 5.0; Windows 98; DigExt)
dear mariah carey, my name is ricky berg and i am 30 years . i am a huge fan of the music that you sing . please email me back . my email address isrick_berg71@hotmail.com
2/25/02
3:24:59 PM
63.22.148.167
Mozilla/4.0 (compatible; MSIE 5.5; MSNIA; Windows 98)
Dear Mariah, my name is clinton Norman, I am 22 years old and I live in Chicago Il. Let me start off first by saying that I really enjoy your music. I find it rather uplifting and rather inspirational through a lot of tough circumstances in my life. I've been listening to you since day one when you came out with "Love Takes Time." I myself am a upcoming song writer and I would love to write songs for you and various other artist in the industry. I'm not out to get money hungry or anything like that, i just want to write and hear good music. I've been into writing music for quite some time now and i would like to share with you a song that i think you would sound great singing. This is an original that i wrote while driving down the express way one day and i saw these massive amount of birds in the sky then this song came to me when i got home and called it "The Grace of a thousand Birds." Here's the lyrics. "Captured in the moments of time everything is on my mind. Love and peace seems so far out of reach that dreams are undefined. Shallow beneath the smiles of joy is a path to a heart of pain. I hang my head over the world and with each tear drown it with rain. So I flap both my wings and soar through the air hoping someone would meet me there together in peace together and free with the grace of a thousand birds. Chorus: I'm ready to soar Beyond the clouds with my chest in the wind my head held proud even if it's just me allow my mind to be free with the grace of a 1000 birds. 2nd verse: Trials they come to make us strong sincere are the words i write in this song Everybody's got their own trials and struggles in life once viewed a miracle as a impossible dream in life but now i see clearer and glance in the mirror at a person with aboslutely nothing to fear of. Maybe this time i'll spread my wings and embrace the world in my arms, fly through the storms safe from all harm I can see the light ahead. Chorus: Then 3rd verse: No wind is to strong no mountain to high I'll soar cross the seas in perfect peace. I'll sing with great prasis spread my voice through the land. Then i'll take flight off to the night as the moon shines on my face-------ee. Chorus: This song is truly a testimony for me and i really hope that you consider this because i feel that you would be perhaps the only person who could really spread the emotions of the words in this song to a level where people would relly get the message which is to never give up on your dreams or life and always look to a higher place than the one youre in now because dreams don't occur by accident they happen for a reason. If you receive this letter please let me know my e-mail address is ladysman80@blackplanet.com. hope to hear from you soon. sincerely,
a loyal fan
2/25/02
3:21:17 PM
63.22.148.167
Mozilla/4.0 (compatible; MSIE 5.5; MSNIA; Windows 98)
Dear Mariah, my name is clinton Norman, I am 22 years old and I live in Chicago Il. Let me start off first by saying that I really enjoy your music. I find it rather uplifting and rather inspirational through a lot of tough circumstances in my life. I've been listening to you since day one when you came out with "Love Takes Time." I myself am a upcoming song writer and I would love to write songs for you and various other artist in the industry. I'm not out to get money hungry or anything like that, i just want to write and hear good music. I've been into writing music for quite some time now and i would like to share with you a song that i think you would sound great singing. This is an original that i wrote while driving down the express way one day and i saw these massive amount of birds in the sky then this song came to me when i got home and called it "The Grace of a thousand Birds." Here's the lyrics. "Captured in the moments of time everything is on my mind. Love and peace seems so far out of reach that dreams are undefined. Shallow beneath the smiles of joy is a path to a heart of pain. I hang my head over the world and with each tear drown it with rain. So I flap both my wings and soar through the air hoping someone would meet me there together in peace together and free with the grace of a thousand birds. Chorus: I'm ready to soar Beyond the clouds with my chest in the wind my head held proud even if it's just me allow my mind to be free with the grace of a 1000 birds. 2nd verse: Trials they come to make us strong sincere are the words i write in this song Everybody's got their own trials and struggles in life once viewed a miracle as a impossible dream in life but now i see clearer and glance in the mirror at a person with aboslutely nothing to fear of. Maybe this time i'll spread my wings and embrace the world in my arms, fly through the storms safe from all harm I can see the light ahead. Chorus: No wind is to strong no mountain to high I'll soar cross the seas in perfect peace. I'll sing with great prasis spread my voice through the land. Then i'll take flight off to the night as the moon shines on my face-------ee. Chorus: This song is truly a testimony for me and i really hope that you consider this because i feel that you would be perhaps the only person who could really spread the emotions of the words in this song to a level where people would relly get the message which is to never give up on your dreams or life and always look to a higher place than the one youre in now because dreams don't occur by accident they happen for a reason. If you receive this letter please let me know my e-mail address is ladysman80@blackplanet.com. hope to hear from you soon. sincerely,
a loyal fan
1/3/02
10:39:56 PM
24.126.221.107
Mozilla/4.73C-CCK-MCD {C-UDP; EBM-APPLE} (Macintosh; U; PPC)
Quit.
12/15/01
7:14:10 PM
212.87.98.57
Mozilla/4.0 (compatible; MSIE 5.5; Windows 98)
Good Songs?... Always hard to find; but not if you know where to contact and who to talk to!
*WE ARE THE WELL!...WE ARE THE FOUNTAIN!*
Visit us by this Songlink..(if active):
http://www.webspawner.com/users/allsong/index.html
Love to all. T & G. ~#;-)
10/2/01
3:05:48 PM
195.93.50.166
Mozilla/4.0 (compatible; MSIE 5.5; AOL 5.0; Windows 98; Win 9x 4.90)
Mariah, God this is weird,writting to u - well u'll probably never get it anyway-well if u do,I'd like you to know how much you mean to me, well i'd love to have the chance to say alot more, but if i wrote everything i've ever wanted to say to you, then this letter would turn into a book.well, maybe i'll get the chance one day - stop dreaming rachel!- im determined to meet you one day-but you wouldn't kno it was me anyway, i'll be the ugly one crying the hardest! well as i said i want you to know how much you mean to me, you mean so much, your my life, not in a bad way in a good way. If i ever have a problem i either listen to a song that has the advice i need or i talk to a picture of you. How sad am i! i speak to pictures of mariah carey! well i do and it's really helpful, I can imagine what you say to me and i try to do what you tell me,more like what i tell you tell me but all the same - thnk you sooooo much, I'm eternally grateful. Maybe i'll see you one day. bye, Rachel. p.s i just read through what i wrote and i sound like a phsyco fan, im not, really. Im amazed and wowed by every aspect of you, but im not mad, just ... i dunno .... just me!
9/14/01
3:12:17 AM
203.130.199.234
Mozilla/4.0 (compatible; MSIE 5.0; Windows 98; DigExt)
You Goooo......! Girl
8/6/01
12:04:36 PM
213.65.0.243
Mozilla/4.0 (compatible; MSIE 5.01; Windows 98)
get well soon mariah. im praying for u. "after every rain and storm a rainbow will appear."
7/27/01
11:58:49 AM
216.244.30.105
Mozilla/4.0 (compatible; MSIE 5.5; Windows 95; MSNIA)
Hi I was asked by CAF( Child Alert Foundation)http://www.ChildAlert.org to help spread the word about a boy who was the victom of a hit and run driver.Here is a clip of his story.
Eric, at the age of 10, was a victom of a hit and run driver and left with every bone in his body broken. He has a 68 degree bend in his spine, is paralyzed from his neck down. He has daily migrane headaches. To add heart ache to misery for his family, the insurance cancelled out on them.
The current van the family owns is old and not as reliable for the over 100 mile required trips to the hospital. Eric will be facing surgury to relieve pressure where his spine is restricting circulation of blood The doctors will try to straighten it with a series of rods, but even so, it's a dangerous proceedure. Please pray for Eric and his family.His family is loving and devoted to his care, but resources are limited. Help us to get them a new van!
You can read more about Eric at http://www.BrandiWard.com or e.mail her at Brandi@brandiWard.com for more information.Brandi is a 16 year old country singer trying to help this family out.Once you open the page look for a PURPLE button that say's HELP CHILDREN. Eric and his family live in Nashville Tenn. If you have a news letter please add this story to it and lets try and help this family out....
Any help would be greatly appreciated. Thank you
Dennis Desperadol01@hotmail.com http://www.Desperado101.homestead.com/Desperado101.html
7/23/01
3:43:29 PM
24.202.55.178
Mozilla/4.0 (compatible; MSIE 5.5; Windows 98; Hotbar 2.0)
I really appreciate and admire what you do. I can't wait to get your new CD. I can feel your sensibility through some of your songs like "Can't Let Go" "The roof" "Butterfly"and so on. Your songs help me to face the life when it's hard because sometimes it is so much and I know you know what I mean! Love, Andrée, one of your fans.
6/27/01
12:42:18 AM
24.226.112.185
Mozilla/4.0 (compatible; MSIE 5.5; Windows 98; Win 9x 4.90)
I HATE CHO J/K LOV YA GIRL U RULE BABY 4 EVA BETH
6/25/01
12:22:14 PM
152.163.205.46
Mozilla/4.0 (compatible; MSIE 5.01; AOL 5.0; Windows 98)
Hi Mariah. I want to thank you for your help in enviromental matters. I think the fresh air fund is great- we cant do anything without fresh air! ava,miami
5/18/01
1:54:34 PM
209.178.103.63
Mozilla/4.0 (compatible; MSIE 5.01; Windows NT 5.0)
Hi Maria, im a reaaaallly big fan. i gotta tell u,, no other singer compares to your voice or looks..
best regards vahe vahe@virtualconnectivity.com
4/14/01
6:20:25 AM
152.163.207.52
Mozilla/4.0 (compatible; MSIE 5.5; AOL 6.0; Windows 98; Win 9x 4.90)
Hello Mariah, My name is Marc Miller and I was wondering what I can do for the environment.I know you are with the clean air fund. I sent you a letter by mail please read it .My e-mail address is marc41077@hotmail.com Love your #1 fan, Marc
3/27/01
4:49:33 AM
193.29.77.102
Mozilla/4.0 (compatible; MSIE 5.01; Windows NT 5.0)
Hi you are a very very popular star,youre great. You have money you are beautyful. I Love You
2/11/01
2:17:01 AM
208.200.249.71
Mozilla/4.0 (compatible; MSIE 5.5; Windows 98)
dear mariah this is the most pathetic thing i have ever seen. you are wasting your schmucking time. Come on who looks at a site like loveearth.com except the people who smoke dope and skip rope!
1/3/01
12:13:26 PM
195.186.168.185
Mozilla/4.03 [fr]C-BLUEWIN-CH20 (Win95; I)
Hi, I'm poor, broke and short swiss guy but good looking and funny... Do you want to marry me?
12/9/00
12:27:51 AM
172.167.212.142
Mozilla/4.0 (compatible; MSIE 5.5; Windows 98; Win 9x 4.90)
9/25/00
12:28:30 PM
207.240.133.5
Mozilla/4.0 (compatible; MSIE 4.01; Windows 98)
No matter how much you love yourself, my co-worker at the desk next to me still thinks you are a DOG-woof, woof, woof!
9/21/00
7:13:19 AM
212.217.6.72
Mozilla/4.0 (compatible; MSIE 5.0; Windows 98; DigExt)
Hi Marie, I,m Peterson by name and a great admirer of yours.I love your songs so much and it suf- fice me to say you are a very great singer. Please humbly reply me thro- ugh this e-mail address;pojieson@hotmail.com to acknowledge the reciept of this message.Thanks and God bless. Petrson Ojieson.
9/6/00
7:58:14 PM
152.163.197.198
Mozilla/4.0 (compatible; MSIE 4.01; AOL 4.0; Windows 98)
Dear Mariah, My intire family loves you and your music,go girl. You are the greatest. I collect photos of singing stars and you are missing from my wall of greats. Could you please let me know how I could get a picture of you. My e mail is www.Breezylee6@aol.com keep up the good work and we are looking forward to your new c d Thanks
6/21/00
1:21:23 PM
192.96.20.4
Mozilla/4.0 (compatible; MSIE 5.01; Windows 95)
Mariah, I'm Tozama from South Africa. Your music inspires me, Girl. You sing just like the song bird, you are the one infact. Your wonderful voice just flows with the beat of the song. What a wonderful gift you have! By the way, when are you comin' to S.A.? We need you here and I swear you will see how much we care about you here.
5/25/00
8:16:18 PM
132.208.197.205
Mozilla/4.7 [en] (Win95; I)
follow the line - - - - - -
HI !``
SALUT!,...je t es toujours trouvé interressante avec ta voie...mais avant!..meme j ai falli tomber amoureux de toi a l epoque!...mais en 1994 .j ai fini a t entendre !...et oui!..la vraie vie c est pas ca mariah! tu semble etre dans un monde tout a fait faux et tu le sais au fond de toi ..c est vrais!..tu fait epnautiser les gens avec ta voie!..et satan est ravis de ce que tu fait pour lui...j ai compris que dans ce monde..on n est pas creer pour ca !a se laisser vivre dans des ellusions...moi , je suis tres tres croyant!..et DIEU(SWT) a promis mieux que ca ...pour les gens qui croivent en lui et suivent son chemin ...et qui mene au paradis...DIEU(SWT)a promis a ses etres croyants d etre au paradis et a promis aux autres d etre a l enfer!..DIEU(SWT) est tres tres BON!..il a promis pour les hommes croyants d etre recompomser avec de tres tres belles femmes au paradis!...et DIEU(SWT) a promis pour les femmes croyantes d etre encore plus belles que les femmes du paradis...enfin ..j ai voulu te dire ca!,,c est ca t interresse!?..je tout ce que il va se passer apres la mort crois moi mariah!....et j ai voulu te le faire decouvrir!!??...mes coordonnées sont E-MAIL : WATERWORLD1969@hotmail.com..... salut ... je suis a montréal(canada)....a+!
3/6/00
11:58:34 AM
152.163.201.196
Mozilla/4.0 (compatible; MSIE 4.01; AOL 5.0; Windows 95)
I would vote for one of the songs in the list, but i truly think that "Thank God i found you" is your best yet. It has a great rythym and it is just great.
Packerz26@AOL.com
3/5/00
10:58:30 AM
209.240.216.68
Mozilla/3.0 WebTV/1.2 (compatible; MSIE 2.0)
3/3/00
10:57:54 AM
195.38.80.204
Mozilla/4.0 (compatible; MSIE 4.01; Windows NT)
Mariah,
You have one of the most wonderful singing voices in the world, and you deserve all the praise that you receive. What is your own favourite song of all time?
Best Regards
J. Brown Engineer
Email address: john.brown@exprogroup.com
2/29/00
9:22:39 PM
63.197.56.80
Mozilla/4.0 (compatible; MSIE 4.01; MSN 2.5; MSN 2.5; Windows 98)
u have a great voice!!!! and i love that song heartbreaker
love, always, chanel rosa 2000bubbles@chickmail.com
2/27/00
6:43:01 PM
142.177.60.100
Mozilla/4.05 [en]C-SYMPA (Win95; I)
plese mariah send me a pic of you please (preferably thong pics)send to sexyman__69_@hotmail.com
2/27/00
6:40:47 PM
142.177.60.100
Mozilla/4.05 [en]C-SYMPA (Win95; I)
i wanna do her
2/25/00
10:21:43 AM
200.52.192.249
Mozilla/4.0 (compatible; MSIE 5.0; Windows NT; DigExt)
Dear Mariah: No question you are the prettyiest girl on showbiss ever. If possible please send me as much of your pictures you can.
Love
F L Rodriguez
2/18/00
9:58:42 AM
200.203.179.102
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2/15/00
9:02:55 PM
152.163.197.74
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I look up to you, your talent and your beauty. You have a crystal voice. (said in all respect).
Babyjaytr@aol.com :o)
2/15/00
12:21:32 AM
134.126.232.139
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Mariah, Why did you turn in to such a slut?
-Jason dartjr@jmu.edu
2/7/00
10:48:19 PM
209.240.200.157
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Dear Mariah, I love your music, it helps me to get through a lot of tough times in my life. I think you have a great voice.
Love ya always, Candice PS. My Email address is CandiceSturm@webtv.net
12/3/99
9:05:44 PM
205.188.192.59
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Dear Mariah: I am sending you this e-mail because we need your support. Women Prison Association is hosting a dinner for women who were involved in the criminal justice system and are living with the HIV/AIDS. The purpose of this dinner is to acknowledge each clients who has worked hard in all areas of their life. Despite of their history with substance abuse, rape etc., I am asking you to support one of the following; Sponsor a dinner Sponsor medals/certificate Sponsor a ballroom to host a dinner Sponsor transportation for clients If you are interested in receiving further information please free to contact me. A smile on a client face is special. Sincerely, Marian Inguanzo WPA 175 Remsen Street Brooklyn, New York 11201 democraticlatina@aol.com
11/26/99
12:49:51 PM
24.3.120.94
Mozilla/4.7 [en] (Win98; I)
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