Pink intervention

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Pink n Purple

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Pink Pinochio

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Pink falls in Love

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Pink Campaign

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Pink, can't he just beam up?

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Pink in the Mirror

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Do you believe in fate, Pink?

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Twist of Fate - a Pink Production

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National Pink Services

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Ninja Pink

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Jurassic Pink

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Pink in the Nude

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Pink gone up in smoke

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Pink in deep waters

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because freedom is Addictive, Contagious and Disruptive

Dark Side of Pink

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Pink Revolution

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Pink & Blue - are we alone ?

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Pink & Blue at the Parade

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Pink & Blue I love You

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Is there anybody out there ?

Hello...hello...HELLO

Is there anybody out there ?

Republic

Republic

This is the 5th day in the republic calendar, A day, the people of the republic mark their Farmers day. Although the Republic has only one farmer, this is his day.
A day full of joy and celebrations.

This year festivities began with the display of the last seasons Harvest. Morning at 9am the republic’s only farmer Joel, polished all of his grains, and put the them on display by the paddy field, which is located right next to the republic square.

At 9:15 the citizens of the republic, started coming to pay their respect to their only Farmer. Joel beamed with pride and satisfaction as his people came one by one, to admire his harvest.

At 10:20 , the flute players signaled the arrival of the master of the ceremony, the President of the Republic. Mr. Obno Matawa Sese kikey. As the grand procession of the president came closer, Farmer Joel seemed a bit nervous, and shaky, buts still forced a smile as he reached for the hands of the president.

After President Matawa , inspected the polished grains of his Farmers harvest, he addressed all his citizens. In his speech he said; ‘We are gathered here to pay our respect to our Farmer, the one who provide us with our daily bread, and brings us our daily ration of rice’. With that the assembled citizens of the republic al stood up and cheered hooray hurry for our farmer, hooray for our farmer Joel...

Festivities continued, as the president of the republic and his citizens inspected the paddy field. Farmer Joel walked by Matawa’s side, answering his questions. All the citizens followed them through the fields.

Final event of the days festivities was the signing of a new contract between the President and Farmer Joel, on behalf of the citizens. The new contract which was unanimously passed in the town square by the citizens increased the annual rent of the paddy field from 400 Dreams to 2400 Dreams. (Republic currency)

After the festivities ended, I managed to have a quick word with the Farmer.’ Are you happy with the new contract? Farmer Joel looked at the polished harvest, then at his paddy field, and he answered looking at me, ‘Yes, it will motivate me to work harder, and that will yield more harvest; more harvest means more food on the peoples table of this republic. Yes I am happy for now.’

You are listening to the Republic Radio broadcasting at 400 megahertz; I am Pink from the Republic Town Center.

For you

I took a trip on a petal, floating down a river of roses.
Crossed a thousand dunes, on a ray of light.

I found my way though labyrinths of snowstorms
Climbed white minarets of Taaj Mahal.

I battled gargoyles curved in lime stones
Rode victorious across the valley of kings.

I tamed a yellow dragon, and took to the skies
Forged a diamond ring, from the spiral galaxy.

Just to be,
With you.

In the hot seat

Hull says: did u read instrumental lost
adam says: yeah ... good lord ...
Hull says: crazy yeah
adam says: what is it all abt? no its just great ...
Hull says:
i know i am mad...i just dont know how much
adam says: should update my blog i guess
Hull says: hehehehe hehe
adam says: hehhe everyone is .. to some extenet ; i mean extent
Hull says:
true...but what is the measure of the 'extent' lord i hope i just pass the border mark
adam says: well thats only if anyone knows what the border mark is ... we should desing some instrument to
Hull says: if u know u are mad but others just think u are mad then that is borderline
adam says: well man how would u know if u are mad? if u are mad then u think u are all normal
Hull says: so if u think u are normal then obiusly u are mad
adam says: maybe

Lost ( part II ) instrumental

(ta ta ta, ta , ra , ra , RAaaaaa;

Hmmm hey , haaa, haaaa, hanmf;

taran , taran , trin, tra)

Di Din Di Din ; Trin Drin , Trin

Hmmm, hmmm, HA; Haa , Htra la, la laaa

haf, he he he he heheheehe

Love for Neptune

In my imagination,
Obscured by a lethal fascination.

Left my own World,
Driven by a mortal attraction.

Incurable desire and an
Obsession for perfection

I set sail, across empty spaces
For a cosmic reunion.

Empty spaces
Empty spaces

9:16

My day has started,
Like a thousand times before.
A slow and late start,
Unlike many I know.
I say its early morning,
You say its mid day.
Ma Mamma used to say,
Boy early to bed, early to rise

My watch is simple
It’s got no Alarms,
It’s not a Citizen
Got no hourly chimes
It’s just barely ticking
Got a normal face and,
Two hands shorter than most.

Tick…tock….tick…tock
The mouse ran up the clock
Hal ran after the mouse
Tick…tock…tick….tick
You say it’s a rat, but I;
I got a wild imagination
My mama rang the bell
Boy Stop day dreaming
Early bird catches the worms

Me, I no fly
Me, I hate worms
Me, I am slow and late
Me, it’s too early in the morning
To damn early to rise and shine.

Emma

Emma, stands by the northern waters
With her hands holding each other
Her Pink ribbon wavers in the air
Inviting and exciting waves from away.

Emma, she smiles a secret alliance
With the splashing foam on her face
Her breathing echoing in the wind
Fascinating the seahorses in the deep

Emma, Her life ,
Her songs and her hopes.
Her onetime dreams and
Recurring nightmares
Her fears and her lovers.
Triumphs and her suspicions.
Flash past her blue eyes.

Ema,
Played out by a cast of white and grey clouds
Dancing across the backdrop of a fiery sunset
Last ray, welcomes a lightning applause,
and a standing ovation from the moon

Lost ( part I)

Twinkle, twinkle little pink
How I wonder why you are so blue
Lost above the world so true
Like a dying cloud in the rain
Twinkle, twinkle little pink
Now I wonder where you are ?

(one of my possible past)

trying to walk, half a mile
the possible , to the inevitable.
say out loud, and just a few
walk away , wak away

looking at the distance
ticking, sinking fast,
stay , stay just a bit
longer and a bit shorter

Oh you poor child, you earthly,
lie down and close the book
final chapter , and a sweet end
scribbled on, a high flying cloud.

unwrap

We thought the world was flat,
The center of everything else.
We used to think everything is god
Made huge fires and idols to worship

We thought all is perfect and bright
Us and our worldly things alike
We made us believe, we were right
Told stories of Phantoms and Awe

We thought we were free
You and I and All those gone by,
Danced to every beat, we heard
Made us a Flag, red green & white

We thought, and we fought
Little did we knew
And then one moonlit night
We saw what was in the dark


And we learn to Question
Little by little, we stood upright

Lost for Words

Myself and Adam, we were a bit High on Idol night
Looking for our usual Coffee hideaway, we went in Circles
Entire Tsunami Effected Population engaged with 3 Idols
Invasion of the masses into our territory, Mocha, Bon café, illy and Nescafe

How we wished for a change, A Flavor of a different sort
a gathering to rise above norm, But not this,
Not a Paid chance to hear 3 Idols chanting,
Not a Poor victim’s lifeless body of an accident

All in all we do gather, for right or wrong

Just a bit Sweet

Yeah, I am a bit Sweet
Just a bit too Sweet
You may say , just a bit,
As a matter of fact,
I am not sweet at all
I am all Bitter and Spicy