Strange Choices In a sea of dancing noises It is silent like yesterday Under a sky of blinding light Darkness rules in blind majesty Before a vision of beautiful futures Hearts recoil at the prospect of recognition Minds choose dark corners In which to hide to escape Gazing upon the path of right Eyes bury their knowing heads In the blinding sands of denial Beauty would rather be ugly Than see itself in the mirror. - Baba いいいいいいいいいいいいいいいいいいいいいいいいいいいいい To unsubscribe/subscribe or view archives of postings, go to the Gambia-L Web interface at: http://listserv.icors.org/archives/gambia-l.html To Search in the Gambia-L archives, go to: http://listserv.icors.org/SCRIPTS/WA-ICORS.EXE?S1=gambia-l To contact the List Management, please send an e-mail to: [log in to unmask] いいいいいいいいいいいいいいいいいいいいいいいいいいいいい