"Not Too Late"
"Eyes Too Blue"-CPR
Hands tucked under her arms
It's cold out there
And it's cold in here
Like a sister sailing ship
Paired against the sea
She holds on
She holds on
Arms too empty
Heart too true
Voice too distant
Eyes too blue
The wet stone echoes sound to me
The footfalls hers alone
She walks on
She moves on
Dream and sweet reality
If she returns are one
And I hold on
Yes, I hold on
Arms too empty
Heart too true
Voice too distant
Eyes too blue
Arms too empty
Heart too true
Voice too distant
Eyes too blue
Arms too empty
Heart too true
Voice too distant
Eyes too blue
She walks into a sideways rain
Hands tucked under her arms
It's cold out there
And it's cold in here
My City of Angels
Thank you Los Angeles: You have enchanted me with your magical mountains and breath-taking seashores. You have captivated me with your diversity and your ever-changing story. You have charmed me with all of your wonderful, hidden little secrets. You have opened my spirit to heights never before imagined. And during the darkest years of my life you have held me in your warm embrace. You truly are my City of Angels. Thank you.
More official stats about LA's entertainment industry...
...the landscape of LA is changing completely. In the past decade, entertainment has already fallen below the top 3 industries in LA, which now stand as 1. Tourism, 2. Manufacturing and 3. International trade.
And signs are showing that LA is going to be the center of California's new green economy, which means that over the next decade, the industries and the people in LA are going to change entirely. It's going to be a completely different city from what it is now..
"The Prophet" on Pain
And a woman spoke, saying, Tell us of Pain.
And he said:
Your pain is the breaking of the shell that encloses your understanding.
Even as the stone of the fruit must break, that its heart may stand in the sun, so much you know pain.
And could you keep your heart in wonder at the daily miracles of your life, your pain would not seem less wondrous than your joy;
And you would accept the seasons of your heart, even as you have always accepted the seaons that pass over your fields.
And you would watch with serenity through the winters of your grief.
Much of your pain is self-chosen.
It is the bitter poison by which the physician within you heals your sick self.
Therefore trust the physician, and drink his remedy in silence and tranquility:
For his hand, though heavy and hard, is guided by the tender hand of the Unseen,
And the cup he brings, though it burn your lips, has been fashioned of the clay which the Potter has moistened with His own sacred tears.
Hollywoodland Staircases Walk
I highly recommend this hike to anyone, all levels:
http://laist.com/2008/07/02/workout_wednesday_beachwood_canyon.php

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