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Leah wrote: >Pls. don’t freak out on me OK, I was with >friends last night we went on karaoke… I was >thinking about Vincent van Gogh and you of >course plus this karaoke-groupy. LOL >Anyways, I thought about Judy Garland <snip>
Leah channels Hannah…. so Leahiiawah, did you end up singing ‘Somewhere Over the Rainbow’ in that karaoke club? It’s a beautiful song, thanks Hannah:-) …the best is yet to come, BroVetDave
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On Fri, 6 Jul 2001 17:55:36 -1000 (HST), l…@webtv.net (leahiiawah Yanela) wrote: >Anyways, I thought about Judy Garland how she’d been in volatile >lifestyle that I assumed, >she must’ve biochemical imbalance in her brain, >also suffered from PTSD due to domestic abuse…singing was her escaped >from chaos!!!!! >I love the song *Somewhere over… >as if *me* dissociate_path to numbing inner_turmoil and later snap out
bad news spoiler.. ** ** ** ** ** ** ** ** ** ** ** ** Judy was deprived of an adequate ration under orders of her studio manager Mr Mayer of Metro Goldwyn Mayer. He wanted her to be a cute, slim little film star, and her teenager’s puppy fat was unwelcome and could cost the studio dollars. I don’t recall what part he played in starting her drug habit, have to refer back to the biography. She was kept employed at the studio against her interests of health by greedy relatives who were ambitious for fame, even if by proxy, and were getting financial gains from the studio. The problem was that addictive drugs are addictive, and malnutrition of a teenager isn’t calculated to result in a strong constitution, so even when little leather lungs grew up and was able to move on from MGM of her own volition, she inevitably stayed on the drugs and her physical health gradually deteriorated. Her last husband was furious at this and other abuse, and wrote a biography detailing what happened and how it ended in Judy Garland’s early death. Methinks humankind has got an overhigh opinion of itself! Certainly singing was *not* her escape from abuse but was the prime cause of her being exploited, and I for one resent any facile suggestion that her debilitation and early death was due to "biochemical imbalance in her brain". Peter
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Heyah BrahVetDave, Thanks for asking whether I sung *Somewhere Over The Rainbow* _Sadly and boy, I was piss ’cause we ran out of time…the karaoke started at 9 ’till 11pm, dancing always followed as soon as two hours karaoke had taken placed only stupid two hours and wouldn’t extend for at least half an hour more, it sucked…eh??!!! Speaking of channelling, now you too BroVDave it my sound freaky weird to you but I would just suddenly *mind me* sometimes (not all the time it does happen…) when I have thoughts then visualized it in few minutes like for example, as I have walked in onto the–l__l– lift/elevator almost stunned I was… ’cause i’d have thoughts in my head but only registered it out in a one or two sentence-s_only one or few words specifically get stuck in my memory that next thing I’ll find out…see it happens from my thoughts visualized through TV, newspaper or hear it on the radio, I can’t explain it though that I get strong urges unwittingly stumbled onto stuff…be affirmed_OK_as out of blue, in my building where I live as I hopped in the elevator I was thinking of a friend that lives in same apt. building…she’s on the 10th fl. while I was on the 14th floors above, I was thinking about her how I never heard from her for about two months so in 30 secs, the elevator stopped on the very floor of her apt. then the elevator door almost shut on my friend as I was stunned because out in from no where she appeared, She’s surprised as I was to have seen her right at very moment the thought of her…anyways it same thing when just came from court, I was therefore, my ex-abuser’s face-off for his assault he’d inflicted…I was traumatized all over again cuz I couldn’t be near him and was ptsd triggers stuck, still was freaking out when I got home.I turned TV on to distract dwelling on negative thoughts in my head then for some reasons, I ended up watching the very same thoughts that was the scenario with my ex and how awful it had been around him…geez, the show on tv was almost identical from what i’d been thinking a minute ago, visualized whats up in my head so affirming to me…the most weird stuff when I dreamt of very same four numbers that was my daughters birth-date five days prior to my labor, almost forgot about it until I stared at my daughters crib with her birthdays on… hope you guys have an open mind!!! ((((wonders the power of mind)))) precious<*>best, leah y.
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Beautiful, thank you! tiny dancer "Hannah" <blha…@hotmail.com> wrote in message
news:d9fbd6ce.0107060750.65e48825@posting.google.com… – Hide quoted text — Show quoted text -> Somewhere, over the rainbow, way up high, > There’s a land that I heard of once in a lullaby. > Somewhere, over the rainbow, skies are blue, > And the dreams that you dare to dream really do come true. > One day I’ll wish upon a star > And wake up where the clouds are far behind me. > Where troubles melt like lemon drops > Away above the chimney tops > That’s where you’ll find me. > Somewhere over the rainbow, bluebirds fly, > Birds fly over the rainbow, > Why, oh why can’t I? > Where troubles melt like lemon drops > Away above the chimney tops > That’s where you’ll find me. > Somewhere over the rainbow, bluebirds fly, > Birds fly over the rainbow, > Why then, oh why can’t I?
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A song I find that gives me encouragement when I feel hopeless or when I fall and just can’t seem to get up. "Don’t Try So Hard" If you’re searching out for something Don’t try so hard If you’re feeling kinda nothing Don’t try so hard When your problems seem like mountains You feel the need to find some answers You can leave it all for another day Don’t try so hard But if you fall and take a tumble it won’t be far If you fail you mustn’t grumble Thank your lucky stars Just savour every mouthful And treasure every moment When the storms are raging round you Stay right where you are Oh don’t try so hard Oh don’t take it all to heart It’s only fools they make these rules Don’t try so hard One day you’ll be a sergeant major Oh you’ll be so proud Screaming out your bloody orders Hey, but not too loud Polish all your shiny buttons Dress as lamb instead of mutton But you never had to try to stand out from the crowd Oh what a beautiful world This is the life for me Oh what a beautiful world It’s the simple life for me Oh don’t try so hard Oh don’t take it all to heart It’s only fools – They make these rules Don’t try so hard Don’t try so hard Don’t try so hard Maybe it’s just me, but when I hear the part about "when your problems seem like mountains, feel the need to find some answers, you can leave it for another day." yadda, yadda, yadda,……. but then I also like the fall and take a tumble part……..well, shit, most of it encourages me. tiny dancer
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*applause* yay! — RB It’s not that easy bein’ green; Having to spend each day the color of the leaves. When I think it could be nicer being red, or yellow or gold- or something much more colorful like that "Hannah" <blha…@hotmail.com> wrote in message
news:d9fbd6ce.0107060750.65e48825@posting.google.com… – Hide quoted text — Show quoted text -> Somewhere, over the rainbow, way up high, > There’s a land that I heard of once in a lullaby. > Somewhere, over the rainbow, skies are blue, > And the dreams that you dare to dream really do come true. > One day I’ll wish upon a star > And wake up where the clouds are far behind me. > Where troubles melt like lemon drops > Away above the chimney tops > That’s where you’ll find me. > Somewhere over the rainbow, bluebirds fly, > Birds fly over the rainbow, > Why, oh why can’t I? > Where troubles melt like lemon drops > Away above the chimney tops > That’s where you’ll find me. > Somewhere over the rainbow, bluebirds fly, > Birds fly over the rainbow, > Why then, oh why can’t I?
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Hey Hannah, Thanks a lot for that wonderful*insightful song, wow!!!! Pls. don’t freak out on me OK, I was with friends last night we went on karaoke… I was thinking about Vincent van Gogh and you of course plus this karaoke-groupy. LOL Anyways, I thought about Judy Garland how she’d been in volatile lifestyle that I assumed, she must’ve biochemical imbalance in her brain, also suffered from PTSD due to domestic abuse…singing was her escaped from chaos!!!!! I love the song *Somewhere over… as if *me* dissociate_path to numbing inner_turmoil and later snap out of that mode, feeling euphoric from metaphoric therapy I’d sought…music does make a difference though, ’cause the negative input in my nerves switched to positive current to optimism sense of precious_self~worth_*tis the song moved me!!!! Take care<*>music~healing~hope~cope~faith lullaby~wonder_natural_drug<~Best, leah y.
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Somewhere, over the rainbow, way up high, There’s a land that I heard of once in a lullaby. Somewhere, over the rainbow, skies are blue, And the dreams that you dare to dream really do come true. One day I’ll wish upon a star And wake up where the clouds are far behind me. Where troubles melt like lemon drops Away above the chimney tops That’s where you’ll find me. Somewhere over the rainbow, bluebirds fly, Birds fly over the rainbow, Why, oh why can’t I? Where troubles melt like lemon drops Away above the chimney tops That’s where you’ll find me. Somewhere over the rainbow, bluebirds fly, Birds fly over the rainbow, Why then, oh why can’t I?
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