Uphill idealist

I wonder why life can't be written in invisible ink – So all the errors wouldn't show up in indelible ink. Questions unasked, and lessons unlearned If I couldn't see them would I be so concerned? White washing fences only covers decay. White washing fences only divides us today. White washing fences won't fool me at all. White washed fences make faulty walls. I wish my days would be written in invisible ink – Too many dishes to wash in the sink. To many chores and to many lures. If I could ignore them I'd have learned so much more. White washing fences only covers decay. White washing fences only divides us today. White washing fences won't fool me at all. White washed fences make creaky walls. I know my life is written in invisible ink – So much talking – I need to learn to listen – to think. So much worry over this and over that – If I could let go it would be such a snap. White washing fences only covers decay. White washing fences only divides us today. Whit...

I hope you all can make it to this event next weekend! Let me know if you have any questions or would like to help. Tara

You Are 4: The Individualist You are sensitive and intuitive, with others and yourself. You are creative and dreamy... plus dramatic and unpredictable. You're emotionally honest, real, and easily hurt. Totally expressive, others always know exactly how you feel. At Your Best: You are inspired, artistic, and introspective. You know what you're thinking, and you can communicate it well. At Your Worst: You are melancholy, alienated, and withdrawn. Your Fixation: Envy Your Primary Fear: To have no identity Your Primary Desire: To find yourself Other Number 4's: Alanis Morisette, Johnny Depp, J.D. Salinger, Jim Morrison, and Anne Rice. What Number Are You?

Would of, should of wish I could of. Wanting hindsight now. Mis-match, dispatch. Relationship re-hash. Should have learned by now. For all the chime and consideration, for all the time and tears... It all comes out in the wash, my friend, and what don't disappears. Let it go, don't let it muddy the laundry. Let it go don't let it bleed. Let it go, for all the blunder. Let it go and let it flee. Trapping, trying so much striving. Wanting to lead the plow. People, problems you can solve em', Watson has nothin' on you now. For all the rhyme and reiteration, for all the chimes and cheers... It all comes out in the wash, my friend, and what won't colors years. Let it go, don't let it bleach the laundry. Let it go, don't let it fade. Let it go, to all the thunder. let it go and let it rage. Grief and forgiving for that old living. Coming back to life again. Past regrets only fix is not repeating again. For all the tears and transportation, for all the peers an...

Labyrinth Press Company helped me connect with Rider's Cup in Lakewood NY. I will be planning a storytelling and song set for this Friday between the hours of 8 and 10pm. This is an all age venue and there is no cover. Stop by the Lab first and say hi to my friends - then stop over to the Rider's Cup to see the set.Hope to see you there! Thanks for the support, Tara Lamont

Please take and minute and vote for my friend Katie for this Levis photo contest! Thanks, Tara Her pin number for her photo is 4023 - she is currently in 2nd place and only one week to win.

As a small child I recall many sermons and songs in church that would draw my attention to the greatness and wonder of God. I loved the warmth and love I experienced sitting in the colorful shadow of the stained glass windows. My childlike desire to be close to God seemed to be instinctual. There was a strong connection and innocent fascination with all things light and good. This intensity of experiencing God's love and presence was a gift that has carried me to this day. People are searching for peace, love and understanding in this world. Elvis Costello sings a song with the title, " What's so funny about peace, Love and understanding." The lyrics say: As I walk through This wicked world Searchin' for light in the darkness of insanity. I ask myself Is all hope lost? Is there only pain and hatred, and misery? And each time I feel like this inside, There's one thing I wanna know: What's so funny 'bout peace love & understanding? Ohhhh What's ...