Ain't nobody messin' with you but you

...if you get confused, just listen to the music play.

Counting stars by candlelight all are dim but one is bright; the spiral light of Venus rising first and shining best, from the northwest corner of a brand-new crescent moon crickets and cicadas sing a rare and different tune.

There is a road, no simple highway, between the dawn and the dark of night, and if you go, no one may follow, that path is for your steps alone.

When you get ready to vote, make sure you know what you are doing.

There are times when you get hit upon, Try hard but you cannot give. Other times you'd gladly part, With what you need to live

Wake up to find out that you are the eyes of the world.