The wisdom of Alice

“Have I gone mad?” said the Mad Hatter…

“I’m afraid so”, said Alice, “You’re entirely bonkers… but I’ll tell you a secret, all the best people are.”

The Loyal Tree

Despite the cruelty of winter, the tree chose never to let go ...

Makes you wonder, why are many humans so different from that loyal tree ...

The Endless Struggle

There are a hundred things she has tried to chase away, the things she won't remember and that she can't even let herself think about because that's when the birds scream and the worms crawl and somewhere in her mind it's always raining a slow and endless drizzle.

The Romance of the Sun and the Moon

The moon was alone one evening, shining in the midnight sky. Although she was surrounded by myriads of tiny, sparkly stars, she felt as if there was no one to understand her. She eagerly searched the skies for a friend, perhaps a meteor, with whom to discuss the joys and sorrows of her life. But there was nobody.

On the other side of the world, the sun yawned and awoke to shine his light upon the blue-green temples of God. He heard the call to worship, and saw the waves of people bowing and praying. He felt full of good will and charity towards the masses of God's servitors. Perhaps they were not holy, but at least they were faithful.

The moon stayed alone, suspended in the sky with none to touch her. A tiny star whispered to her of a great being, the sun, who brought joy and light to the world. She listened with interest, for it seemed that once, a long time ago, she had seen a being such as this. Beautiful as he was, the sun seemed always just beyond her reach. She would visit the places where he had been, and would always find that he had just left. Those who knew him spoke of his wonder and his glory, and she felt unworthy to be in his presence.

Now the sun was unaware of her yearning, for he was too busy making the crops grow and warming the world. Those who wished his light had only to look upward to heaven and he was there, beaming down upon them.

The moon continued to follow the sun, always coming nearer to him, always hearing that he had just left that portion of the sky, or was just over the next mountain range. Where before there was despair, now she was ever more hopeful, for she knew that she was approaching his presence.

She came closer and closer, until one glorious day came when she stood before him, naked and unafraid. The world looked up and saw only blackness - in the middle of the day. But the moon stood mid-way between the sun and the earth, and all of his glory was for her.

His light blotted out all of her loneliness, all of her pain, all of her past. She stood bathed in wonder before him, and his light filled her soul.

She passed away from him full of light and joy, and though his light was too bright to remember, it was also too powerful to forget. She was dizzy with wonder. As time passed, it seemed that she once had been a being full of light, yet it was so long ago…

Such is the soul of man, dear one. It yearns for the glorious light of Truth, which destroys all loneliness and memory. The many lives of man are as many times as the moon sees the sun - after each, nothing remains but a vague idea of a beauty once seen. And there is always the longing, and always the return.

Mask of Gray

As you protect yourself with a mask of gray. I can see beyond that as I look deep into your eyes and see the fear and pain that burdens your soul. I'm not here to judge you, and now that I know I'll make the impossible possible to make you see color again ...

Gwen's Speech

I know that we all think we're immortal, we're supposed to feel that way but what makes life valuable is that it doesn't last forever, what makes it precious is that it ends. I know that now more than ever. And I say it today of all days to remind us that time is luck. So don't waste it living someone else's life, make yours count for something. Fight for what matters to you, no matter what. Because even if you fall short, what better way is there to live? 

It's easy to feel hopeful on a beautiful day like today, but there will be dark days ahead of us too. There will be days where you feel all alone. No matter how buried it gets or how lost you feel, you must promise me that you will hold on to hope. Keep it alive! We have to be greater than what we suffer.. My wish for you is to become hope.. People need that.. And even if we fail... what better way is there to live? 

As we look around here today at all the people who helped make us who we are, 

I know it feels like we're saying goodbye but we will carry a piece of each other into everything we do next...

To remind us of who we are and if we were meant to be. 

Higher

When dreaming I'm guided to another world.

Time and time again 

At sunrise I fight to stay asleep 

'Cause I don't want to leave the comfort of this place

'Cause there's a hunger, a longing to escape from the life I live when I'm awake.

So let's go there 

Let's make our escape

Come on, let's go there

Let's ask can we stay? 

Can you take me Higher?

To a place where blind men see 

Can you take me Higher? 

To a place with golden streets

Although I would like our world to change 

It helps me to appreciate 

Those nights and those dreams

But, my friend, I'd sacrifice all those nights 

If I could make the Earth and my dreams the same 

The only difference is to let love replace all our hate 

Up high I feel like I'm alive for the very first time

Set up high I'm strong enough to take these dreams and make them mine 

Can you take me Higher?

To a place where blind men see 

Can you take me Higher? 

To a place with golden streets