Thursday, December 16, 2010

"Remember This" - Echoes


"Remember This"

Be good, but not too good-a little naughty, but not too naughty. Say a prayer if you feel that way, say Damn if it gives you consolation.
Be kind to the world always, if possible - yet if you must be unkind, smash right and left, get it over with and forget it.
Smile, always smile, have a smile ready even though sometimes it hurts. Grab all the happiness you can-wherever and whenever you can- don't even let a wee bit slip past you. Live, above all things, live, don't simply exist.
If you are blessed enough to know what real love is-love with all your heart, soul and body.
Live your life so that at any hour you will be able to shake hands with yourself and try to accomplish at least one thing worth while each day. Then when your nights come you will be able to pull up the covers and say to yourself- "I have done my best."
G. Stuart Engle.

This is what Talula lives by. Enjoy it. It was written by a guy named Stu Engle who ran a bar called Engle's Tavern many years ago on Absecon Blvd. at Indiana Ave. Dial 5-9858.
This statement will be attached to some part in some way of all of Talula's gallery and museum exhibitions.
It is also her holiday gift to you!
Merry what the fuck ever you wanna be Merry about.

Song "Echoes" by Pink Floyd

Overhead the albatross hangs motionless upon the air
And deep beneath the rolling waves
In labyrinths of coral caves
The echo of a distant tide
Comes willowing across the sand
And everything is green and submarine.

And no-one called us to the land
And no-one knows the wheres or whys
But something stirs and something tries
And starts to climb towards the light

Strangers passing in the street
By chance two separate glances meet
And I am you and what I see is me
And do I take you by the hand
And lead you through the land
And help me understand the best I can

And no-one calls us to move on
And no-one forces down our eyes
And no-one speaks and no-one tries
And no-one flies around the sun

Cloudless everyday you fall upon my waking eyes
inviting and inciting me to rise
And through the window in the wall
Come streaming in on sunlight wings
A million bright ambassadors of morning

And no-one sings me lullabies
And no-one makes me close my eyes
And so I throw the windows wide
And call to you across the sky

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