R.I.P. Benjamin..... Pray for Lisa Marie and her mom and family.

Sad News Today

I Still Cry by Ilse De Lange

Departure


I cannot go where you go now
There among the stars
And unending night
I cannot follow in your airy footsteps
Or fly on the gossamer wings
That have been granted 
In the taking of your life
And the bestowing of the death
Of the best and brightest of all companions
I can only grieve and regret now
Wondering if by loving you more
I could have kept you fastened
More firmly on this infirm planet
And preserved physically the essence
That made you who you are
That will keep you who you always will be
Here in this heart now that's deprived of your joy
Here in this mind now that is filled with your memory
Here in this house now that is haunted by your face.


©by Voo
May 17, 2005
 9:15 p.m.

posted in memory of Benjamin 😥🧡🖤

Always On My Mind

Mad As Hell and Not Gonna Take it Anymore!!!!!

"You shouldn't ought to make me angry...."

"Aargh!!!!"

"I'm so mad I'm even mad at myself!!!"

Samba Pa Ti and True Santana story

I have always loved Santana's music
from childhood. But this is my favorite song
of his, Closely followed by Somewhere In Heaven.


(Samba Pa Ti means samba for you)

Here's a funny story for you to enjoy:
Several years ago, my friend T-Wayne was hanging out
at a music store in the city across the river from here.
He was just browsing CDs and what not
when a man approached him and said, "Bro, you might
think I'm crazy but I gotta ask you your name."
T-Wayne told him and asked why he needed that information.
The guy said, "Well, I'm a musician, see, and several years
ago, I was playing a gig here and I met this girl....
and well, you look so much like me, that I thought possibly
you might be my son."
T-Wayne was dumbfounded and he said, "Well, I'm a musician, too."
And the guy said, "Hey, that's great! So do you think...?"
And T-Wayne said, "No man. I know who my daddy is. By the way, who are 
you, if you don't mind me asking?"
And the man said, "Well, I just played The Arena here last night.
Maybe you've heard of me? My name is Carlos Santana."

True story!!!
I told T-Wayne, "You idiot! Why didn't you throw your arms
around his neck and say, "DADDY!!!!"
lol lol
Love that story.......

What Kind of Woman is This? ( naughtiness)

Buddy Guy

What Kind of Woman is This?