The day unhappiness lost it's appeal

Learning life is more than breathing

24 February
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I spent so long living in fear of the dark I forgot to appreciate the stars. The fear ends here.
Shambhala the place all my dreams come true. I never thought it could be real.
This is my story. My journey to a better place, happier times. My experience.
Some people call me the space cowboy

I am a Shambhalite. The religion of my soul. Love, peace, harmony, that's what I preach and music. Music that's lyrics sing my soul, beats that I breathe by.

Cheshire Cat: Oh, by the way, if you'd really like to know, he went that way.
Alice: Who did?
Cheshire Cat: The White Rabbit.
Alice: He did?
Cheshire Cat: He did what?
Alice: Went that way.
Cheshire Cat: Who did?
Alice: The White Rabbit.
Cheshire Cat: What rabbit?
Alice: But didn't you just say - I mean - Oh, dear.
Cheshire Cat: Can you stand on your head?

Cheshire Cat: If I were looking for a white rabbit, I'd ask the Mad Hatter.
Alice: The Mad Hatter? Oh, no no no...
Cheshire Cat: Or, you could ask the March Hare, in that direction.
Alice: Oh, thank you. I think I'll see him...
Cheshire Cat: Of course, he's mad, too.
Alice: But I don't want to go among mad people.
Cheshire Cat: Oh, you can't help that. Most everyone's mad here.
[laughs maniacally; starts to disappear]
Cheshire Cat: You may have noticed that I'm not all there myself.

The Rose: Just what species or, shall we say, genus are you, my dear?
Alice: Well, I guess you would call me... genus, humanus... Alice.
Daisy: Ever see an alice with a blossom like that?
Orchid: Come to think of it, did you ever see an alice?
Daisy: Yes, and did you notice her petals? Such a peculiar color.
Orchid: And no fragrance.
Daisy: And just look at those stems.
The Rose: Rather scrawny, I'd say.
Bud: I think she's pretty.
The Rose: Quiet, bud.

Caterpillar: Who... are... you?
Alice: Why, I hardly know, sir. I've changed so much since this morning, you see...
Caterpillar: No, I do not C, explain yourself.
Alice: I'm afraid I can't explain myself, you see, because I'm not myself, you know.
Caterpillar: I do not know.
Alice: I can't put it any more clearly, sir, because it isn't clear to me.

Mad Hatter: Why is a raven like a writing desk?
Alice: Riddles? Now let me see... why is a raven like a writing desk?
Mad Hatter: I beg your pardon?
Alice: Why is a raven like a writing desk?
Mad Hatter: [alarmed] Why is a what?
March Hare: Careful, she's stark ravin' mad!

Cheshire Cat: [singing] 'Twas brilig, and the slithy toves / Did gyre and gimble in the wabe: / All mimsy were the borogroves, / And the mome raths outgrabe.

Alice: [after the Warlus and the Carpenter] That was a very sad story.
Tweedle Dee: Aye, but there's a moral to it.
Alice: Oh, a very good moral, if you happen to be an oyster.

But I don't want to go among mad people,' Alice remarked.
`Oh, you can't help that,' said the Cat: `we're all mad here. I'm mad. You're mad.'
`How do you know I'm mad?' said Alice.
`You must be,' said the Cat, `or you wouldn't have come here.'
Alice didn't think that proved it at all; however, she went on `And how do you know that you're mad?'
`To begin with,' said the Cat, `a dog's not mad. You grant that?'
`I suppose so,' said Alice.
`Well, then,' the Cat went on, `you see, a dog growls when it's angry, and wags its tail when it's pleased. Now I growl when I'm pleased, and wag my tail when I'm angry. Therefore I'm mad

March Hare: You mean you think you know the answer?
Alice: Yes.
March Hare: Well, then, you should say what you mean!
Alice: I do - I mean, I mean what I say - it's the same thing...
Mad Hatter: It's not the same thing at all! You might as well say "I eat what I see" is the same as "I see what I eat!"
[a pie sprouts crab legs and crawls across the table]
March Hare: [eying the pie, picking up a fly swatter] You might as well say "I like what I get" is the same as "I get what I like!"
[whacks the pie]
The Dormouse: [talking in his sleep] You might as well say "I breathe when I sleep" is the same as "I sleep when I breathe."
Mad Hatter: Well, it IS the same thing with you!

Dormouse: Twinkle twinkle, little bat / How I wonder what you're at? / Up above the world you fly / Like a tea tray in the sky.