Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man

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This is a portrait of the artist as a young man :
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And this is a portrait of the artist from another planet :
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There may well be some other worlds out there in the deep depths of the universe, other planets where things may have happened differently than here on Earth (our Paradise, our Prison) ... can you imagine a planet where there were no guns no bombs no bloodlust driving creatures to rape, murder, and mayhem... because on that planet history happened otherwise, and there was no need for violence to solve problems... ? I know, I'm a dreamer...
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Here today, gone tomorrow, there is always more than one way to look at anything we encounter in life, as in...
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Both Sides Now ... by Joni Mitchell (a most wonderful songwriter)

And if you'd like to hear it too... just click here : Both Sides Now
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Rows and flows of angel hair
And ice cream castles in the air
And feather canyons everywhere
I've looked at clouds that way
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But now they only block the sun
They rain and snow on everyone
So many things I would have done
But clouds got in my way
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I've looked at clouds from both sides now
From up and down, and still somehow
It's cloud illusions I recall
I really don't know clouds at all
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Moons and Junes and Ferris wheels
The dizzy dancing way you feel
As every fairy tale comes real
I've looked at love that way
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But now it's just another show
You leave 'em laughing when you go
And if you care, don't let them know
Don't give yourself away
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I've looked at love from both sides now
From give and take, and still somehow
It's love's illusions I recall
I really don't know love at all
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Tears and fears and feeling proud
To say "I love you" right out loud
Dreams and schemes and circus crowds
I've looked at life that way
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But now old friends are acting strange
They shake their heads, they say I've changed
Well something's lost, but something's gained
In living every day
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I've looked at life from both sides now
From win and lose and still somehow
It's life's illusions I recall
I really don't know life at all
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And I echo those thoughts daily... I really don't know life, at all, but I keep stumbling onward...
Through the fog...
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I've looked at eggs from both sides now
Although they're round, but still somehow
It's eggs illusions I recall...
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