

a green day at an already green school.
evolutionary characteristics of humanity.
so maybe world peace will never exist, it can be quite sad this world we live in, but i'm content to know that inner peace is always capable of existing, and there is always room for more inside.
spread the love. spread the peace. like peanutbutter and jelly. the peanutbutter to stick. and the jelly for flavor. that way it wors out best for everyone. who wouldn't mind a little love and peace that sticks to you and tastes like fruit.
the lesson of truth, morality, talking, patience, and faith. thank you. this is indeed valuable for life.
my heart beats out of joy. my heart beats for right reasons. my skin and legs quiver and shake for the right reason. my heart runs at full capacity...on a full tank. back to the roots. back to the clean summer grass. back to the frame of mind. ease...i'm at ease. shivers run through my body thanks to God and the beautiful angels. i can sleep in peace. i can live in peace. my heart beats on. it's not the last straw, only one more straw to choose from. from this day on. and let the bells ring.
think about what you could have lost.
feel the peace...keep the peace.
feel the love...keep the love.
the peace lasted for one hour.
Joe Pa, you were the real deal. Peace.
peace where the love walks tenderly.
sobbing. it's one thing for that...but on this side of it i want no trouble. just peace and all.
at last, the white peace, the silence and beauty of bliss.
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once again i'm in the middle of another peaceful day here in america. peace. what does all this war come to. here is another day that's going to be recorded in every history book ever made from this day forward. at least in america. will they talk about this war with pride as well. well the newscasters shed even a tear this time. will america shed a tear that these innocent people have been striped of their lives, and all their posessions before that. i want to know. what is it like? what's it like to have bombs in your back yard. maybe there would be some understanding if that experience existed. but not for me. freedom kicks in. we can move about freely in this country. my heart is at a standstill. my eyes search around in the hope of an answer. an answr that is skips along the lines of impossible. laying down is easy for most of us. but not for two billion other people in the world. hopefully those people have not been stripped of their wonders of imagination, creativity, dreams, hope, faith, and love. i dream of a day where peace rains across the world.
I'd throw peace and love out like candy at the 4th of July parade.
if people had brains made out of ice cream we would have world peace.
she's my sweet honey bunches of love cluster.
everyone wants peace...but no one is willing to put down their gun.
peace rolls by on two, sweeping away the noise.
i miss her british slang.
solemn.
outlooks are unknown, but i know how to give love and i can make peace of my surroundings.
after eight months i can find a little serenity, a litte peace, at home where all is familiar. amen on this thanksgiving.
peace is chocolate, especially after twenty four months of fruit in my pocket.
congratulations on inspiring my greatest journal.
fluid.
set me free and let me ride.
what's wrong, did your power book cheat on you?
if i was in the press room at the white house, this is what i'd ask president bushy:
if peace is to good, then war is to ______ .
every nation. every flag. flying high. no nation before or higher than another.
world peace.
to love, to peace, the energy which we thrive.
i'm eager to see the breaking of dawn tomorrow morning. smiles.
nobody ever hears the cries,
we're too tied up in the corporate lies,
and if that politician has a red or blue tie.
whenever you go wild there is still a starving child.