Southern Zen ( 2nd verse REVISITED)

VERSE TWO.

In every life we learn, that the page will turn,

As long as it is written.

Your couriosity, leads you where you'll be,

forbidden and forgiven.

The more that we create, share, and celebrate,

together, better we are gettin',

So, remember all the colors and the songs upon The Tree,

Those from long ago, and those we've yet to breathe,

Three, two, one,

Our family's become,

Come on and raise your hands,

Cuz we're livin' Southern Zen.

 

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Why I Like The South: Fire barrels, Barbecue and Better

The other day, someone asked me the difference between Texans and people in "The South". From my experience, living in Georgia these last 11 years, I said, off the top of my head...

From my personal experience, if a West Texan shows up at a barbecue and sees someone he doesn't like, he's encouraged to either leave or kick the unknowing offender's ass for entertainment value at some point during the festivities. In contrast, in the South, we dismiss those ill feelings... because barbecue is better, and who would want to screw that up?

Group think works both ways, but I sure do miss that mesquite-fired and rubbed brisket.

NOTE: Mowed the lawn weeds for the first time today after work... layers of leaves became dust and I'm not sure there has ever been a healthy lawn in the front. Out back, I continue to uncover hidden cement garden work under 6 inches of leaves, dirt and vines -- someone spent some time and energy to build what I'm only beginning to discover. It's really cool to finally have a place to love.

peace-
seanrox

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