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Microsoft Surface: Hands-on First Look

awe.. one day it will be afordable!!! Loook how much computers were.. now almost everyone has it. Thats how technology work man!! i think its pretty cool but WHAT IS THIS WORLD COMING TOO!!! we have better things to worry about then technology!!

Three Wooden Crosses

A farmer and a teacher,
A hooker and a preacher,
Ridin' on a midnight bus bound for Mexico.
One's headed for vacation, one for higher education,
And two of them were searchin' for lost souls.
That driver never ever saw the stop sign.
An' eighteen wheelers can't stop on a dime.
There are three wooden crosses on the right side of the highway,
Why there's not four of them, Heaven only knows.
I guess it's not what you take when you leave this world behind you,
It's what you leave behind you when you go.
That farmer left a harvest, a home and eighty acres,
The faith an' love for growin' things in his young son's heart.
An' that teacher left her wisdom in the minds of lots of children:
Did her best to give 'em all a better start. An' that preacher
whispered: "Can't you see the Promised Land?" ,
As he laid his blood-stained bible in that hooker's hand.
There are three wooden crosses on the right side of the highway,
Why there's not four of them, Heaven only knows.
I guess it's not what you take when you leave this world behind you,
It's what you leave behind you when you go.
That's the story that our preacher told last Sunday.
As he held that blood-stained bible up, For all of us to see.
He said: "Bless the farmer, and the teacher, an' the preacher;
"Who gave this Bible to my mamma, "Who read it to me",
There are three wooden crosses on the right side of the highway,
Why there's not four of them, now I guess we know.
It's not what you take when you leave this world behind you,
It's what you leave behind you when you go.
There are three wooden crosses on the right side of the highway.

Angel on HIGHWAY 109

A drunk man in an Oldsmobile
They said had run the light
That caused the six-car pileup
On 109 that night.
When broken bodies lay about
And blood was everywhere,
The sirens screamed out elegies,
For death was in the air.
A mother, trapped inside her car,
Was heard above the noise;
Her plaintive plea near split the air:
"Oh, God, please spare my boys!"
She fought to loose her pinned hands;
She struggled to get free,
But mangled metal held her fast
In grim captivity.
Her frightened eyes then focused
On where the back seat once had been,
But all she saw was broken glass and
Two children's seats crushed in.
Her twins were nowhere to be seen;
She did not hear them cry,
And then she prayed they'd been thrown free,
"Oh, God, don't let them die!"
Then firemen came and cut her loose,
But when they searched the back,
They found therein no little boys,
But the seat belts were intact.
They thought the woman had gone mad
And was traveling alone,
But when they turned to question her,
They discovered she was gone.
Policemen saw her running wild
And screaming above the noise
In beseeching supplication,
"Please help me find my boys!
They're four years old and wear blue shirts;
Their jeans are blue to match."
One cop spoke up, "They're in my car,
And they don't have a scratch.
They said their daddy put them there
And gave them each a cone,
Then told them both to wait for Mom
To come and take them home.
I've searched the area high and low,
But I can't find their dad.
He must have fled the scene,
I guess, and that is very bad."
The mother hugged the twins and said,
While wiping at a tear,
"He could not flee the scene, you see,
For he's been dead a year."
The cop just looked confused and asked,
"Now, how can that be true?"
The boys said, "Mommy, Daddy came
And left a kiss for you.
He told us not to worry
And that you would be all right,
And then he put us in this car with
The pretty, flashing light.
We wanted him to stay with us,
Because we miss him so,
But Mommy, he just hugged us tight
And said he had to go.
He said someday we'd understand
And told us not to fuss,
And he said to tell you, Mommy,
He's watching over us."
The mother knew without a doubt
That what they spoke was true,
For she recalled their dad's last words,
"I will watch over you."
The firemen's notes could not explain
The twisted, mangled car,
And how the three of them escaped
Without a single scar.
But on the cop's report was scribed,
In print so very fine,
An angel walked the beat tonight
On Highway 109.

Happy Hippo The Lion Sleeps Tonight

Akon - Mr Lonely

Lonely im so lonely,
I have nobody,
To call my owwnnn
Im so lonely, im mr. Lonely
I have nobody,
To call my owwnnn
Im so lonely,

Yo this one here goes out to all my playas out there ya kno got to have one good girl whose always been there like ya
Kno took all the bullshit then one day she cant take it no more and decides to leave

Nothing is all i have....!! :)

As i walk into the darkness
where our love has brought us to,
I can still feel the pain that you have left me through;
the wounds that you've made,
have erased the happiness of my past

When my heart still belong's to you
and you as to mine i can hardly face the truth
that you and i do not belong
to each other's arms
but though still in my heart,
the only person living is you
the sweetness of yesterday
had changed into a bitter tomorrow

The smiles that makes me
had turned into tears that kills me
Your love has been the only treasure I owe
But now my precious treasure has been stolen
and nothing is all i have.... nothing is all I have....!!

When tomorrow comes without me....

When tomorrow starts without me

And I'm not there to see

If the sun should rise and find your eyes

All filled with tears for me

I wish so much you wouldn't cry

The way you did today

While thinking of the many things

We didn't get to say

I know how much you love me

As much as I love you
And each time that you think of me
I know you'll miss me too

But when tomorrow starts without me
Please try to understand
That an angel came and called my name
And took me by the hand

He said my place was ready

In heaven far above

And that I would have to leave behind

All those I dearly love

But as I turned to walk away
A tear fell from my eye

For all my life I always thought

I did not want to die

I had so much to live for

So much yet to do
It seemed almost impossible

That I was leaving you

I though of all the yesterdays

The good ones and the bad

I thought of all the love we shared

And all the fun we had

If I could relive yesterday

Just even for a while

I would say goodbye and kiss you

And maybe see you smile

But then I fully realized

That this could never be

For emptiness and memories

Would take the place of me

And when I thought of worldly things

That I might miss the come of tomorrow

I thought of you and when I did

My heart was filled with sorrow

But when I walked through heavens gates

I felt so much at home

When God looked down and smiled at me

From his great golden throne

He said "This is eternity

And all I've promised you

Today for life on earth is past
but here starts anew"

"I promise no tomorrow,
but today will always last
And since each days the same day,
there's no longing for the past"

"But you have been so faithful,

So trusting and so true

Though there were times you did some things

You know you shouldn't do"

"But you have been forgiven,

and now atlast your free

So won't you take my hand,

and share your life with me?"

So when tomorrow starts without me

Don't think we are far apaart

For everytime you think of me

I am right here in your heart

Inspiring ... ain't it???

The Self Made Man

Incomplete

Pour salt on funeral fires,
manequettes strung by devilish wires,
Oh, they're buried, buried, buried in stone tombs,
like fiends in unmerciful wombs,
and I am their God, their Holy; unholy; fraud.

These masquerades!
Red veins bleeding blue,
incisions etched with rusty blades,
like a faceless moon, burdened with broken tattoos.
Into distant miles felicity fades,
childhood crayons coloring me in ugly shades;
And those children, shattered memories from my past,
play as if the nous could be glassed.

So many bright, lights that cast a shadow,
where is the Sun, I don't know,
a shimmering glade putting on erotic shows;
theatrical limericks my invisible hands can't compose.
Throughout forgotten time I'm driven,
I pray to dead Gods that these Sins were forgiven.
Though this heart is not full of death and deceit,
it still feels like I'm incomplete.

Construct stop signs in dialogue
of a mouth sewed shut,
breathing faces, submerged in frozen fog,
let their tongues reveal the fifteenth cut.
Too bad that, one does not exist,
like a pretty bullet in your fist,
And treading on the edge of reason,
that looks just like the jagged lines scribbled on my wrist,
what are you doing? Looking for treason?

Here comes an undead waiter,
carrying the platters shedding my buffet, full of black sugar and sweet,
And though it seems I'm living for the greater,
I feel like I'm incomplete.

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