Last Rituels of Kees Mol.

He left us Before the early Yawns of Spring,
Petrified in the Hail storm,
He could not Bare the Snowfall of March...
Left his Grave wide open
Oh, Nature Bring spring and shower Flowers,
Kees K.c. Mol,,, the Hippie Freak is Not there any More,
M.Bugi.
Quotes in Exile,...

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Vir Kashmiri ......your friendship is sublime...it's that love affection and attachment which bubbles in you as a friend and for the friend kees Mol .....it's also amazing to see you next to the painting itself...jio jee....with love.....stay around my friend....stay around...

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He left us Before the early Yawns of Spring, Petrified in the Hail storm, He could not Bare the Snowfall of March... Left his Grave wide open Oh Nature Bring spring and shower Flowers, Kees K.c. Mol,,, the Hippie Freak is Not there any More, M.Bugi. Quotes in Exile,...

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let me share some 'Japanese Wisdom' with you. Be the still pool, let your face reflect the glory, the wonder. Be the dragon fly, silent but joyful. Be the bud. Prepare to blossom. Be the tree. Grant shelter Be the butterfly. Accept the riches of the moment. Be the moth. Seek the light. Be the lantern. Guide the lost. Be the path. Open the way for another. Be the rain. Wash away, cleanse, forgive. Be the bridge. Reach in peace towards the other side. Be the moss. Temper your strength with softness, with mercy. Be the soil. Bear fruit. Be the gardener. Create order. Be the temple. Let the Spirit dwell in you. Be the seasons. Welcome change. Be the moon. Shine through the darkness. Be the pebble. Let time shape and smooth you. Be the leaf. Fall gracefully when your time comes to go. Trust in the circle. To end is to begin. These beautiful and peaceful lines are from "The Japanese Garden", a 5.5" square book written by 'Charmaine Aserappa' with black illustrations on a dull orange background by 'Akiko Naomura'. Trust the circle. Toi end i

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Trippy Vortex Bugi Ansari 18 hours ago i recently Discovered your Art works Music I know By heart,since teen years,,,, happily Content with Your work I am an artist Painting at the moment after losing a fellow artist a great contribution to Good Music, things are infinite in these works that you show labour of LOVE ,,In through the out door, many a time,, Highlighted reply Trippy Vortex 10 hours ago @Bugi Ansari I'm sorry to hear about your loss Bugari. I appreciate your supportive comment. Getting lost in the creation of art is somewhat of a coping mechanism of mine. I do a lot of painting as well. Perhaps I'll post some pictures of my tangible works for y'all to see. Peace and Love

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Steven Seagull Self-Esteem “You yourself, as much as anybody in the entire universe, deserve your love and affection." -Siddhartha Gautama= from 101-Questions-to-Ask-About-Your-Life-eBOOK Solitude “If you’re lonely when you’re alone, you’re in bad company." -Jean-Paul Sartre Self-Esteem “You yourself, as much as anybody in the entire universe, deserve your love and affection." -Siddhartha Gautama

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from 101-Questions-to-Ask-About-Your-Life-eBOOK Solitude “If you’re lonely when you’re alone, you’re in bad company." -Jean-Paul Sartre Self-Esteem “You yourself, as much as anybody in the entire universe, deserve your love and affection." -Siddhartha Gautama-💖💗💓💞💕❣👌🤲🤝🙏✍

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K.c. Mol · in fact: colateral investigation and pleasure, instruction and revel, restraint and command, mutual is rational, mutiny is overdrive, interstellar is society and illusion is reality like samsara is Boddhi-Citta, Cinecittà is Fellini, body-art redeems decoration, flashing the Olympcs, poetry gravity, the one self its many appearances, the buccaneer his books, the pioneer his iinventions, the racketeer his percentage, the adventurer his dreams, the hipster his style, the con-man his probation, the trickster his speed, the Blue-Bells their legs, the stoners their pass-time, the diggers their boldness, the workers their pension, the chosen their mission, the young ones their rigor, the old man his vigor, the son of a gun his destiny, the seventh one his obligation, the first his freedom and the Last Post its Beginning - contemporary the soul? simultaneous the bet? effective the thought? hilarious the rythm? fictional the roots?.........Quotes By Kees Mol..