Take a little box ~


Take a little box now. Put all your dreams inside

All of them will come true. Iโ€™d never let them die

But promise me just one thing. Youโ€™d never leave my side

Make me a part of your dreams. Thatโ€™s where I want to lie

I can promise you one thing

No matter what we may go through

There will be a happy ending

I know I often struggle to keep my heart on check

Without you thereโ€™s no colour, itโ€™s just white and black

Without you I ainโ€™t human, just a piece of wreck

I have to have you with me. So please just come right back

And our love will be ascending

No matter what we may face

There will be a happy ending

Thereโ€™s a fallen empire. Hereโ€™s a mighty Queenย 

I am on my knees for you with a diamond ring

Look at me and say โ€˜yesโ€™ and bring me eternal spring

Beyond the clear night sky, my love is transcending

Time and tide may cease but my love is never ending

And I promise you one thing

There will be a happy ending

J Jay Samuel Davis

Sorry he said after taking lives of innocent victims ~ AUSTRALIA DARWIN


โ€˜Iโ€™m very sorryโ€™: Alleged Darwin gunman appears in court โ€“ Yahoo News


Abuse Freedom FUTURE HARMONY Heathly Living Humanity KINDNESS

โ€œJosh Groban โ€“ You Are Loved (Donโ€™t Give Up)โ€~ BROKEN Soul ยฉ


Donโ€™t Give up

Have you ever wondered why folk give up!

Watch the warning signs
Someone inside perhaps retreats within themselves
Silence is seen as escapism when in fact what happens inside a living being is our message from our gut really is the bodies way of reacting to lack of water, nourishment, surviving drought or famine inside all living matter fighting for survival. The role then is sent to the brainwaves simply GIVE UP.


Or maybe a sensitive Soul is mentally tired.

Mental illness has naught to do with giving up is a dangerous precursor to SUICIDE.

Animals, Humans, plants give up too. Why?

This Earth is Fragile we to are fragile

Every living being has this point called Fragility

We never know, what lays behind those eyes until the day we turn around to find another life LOST

Fragileโ€“ life is everyoneโ€™s responsibility.

Promises made at the moment, that are forfeited by the way perhaps unintended Promiseโ€™s never kept could destroy a life
Scared, disappointed, anger, loss of dignity, loss of trust, loss of love, all are a precursor to an already FRAGILE Soul.

Thought for the day
โ€œWhen you make a promise โ€” that is your wordโ€
You are only respected by your โ€œWordโ€of promise you have made.
Another Gentleman may say you are as good as your Word!


Here at Dazzle the team intends to look at Broken Soul โ€“
SUICIDE โ€” a subject we will all deal with around our lives with family, friends also with strangers who are FRAGILE.

This Category Blogging is not Medical advice or makes any claims pertaining to information in this chapter of Dazzled.
You are invited to participate in this Category by sending your thoughts by email to the Central Office for consideration to publish here. Thank you and blessings




Watch โ€œAlan Jackson โ€“ How Great Thou Art (Live)โ€ on YouTube TEXAS COWBOY


I wonder what all the Texas COWBOYS WOULD DO TODAY


America the greatest Nation on earth ยฉ

How many roads does a man travel BEFORE he can call himself a man ~ every one suffers but at the end of the day all you have and are in the final scenerio is how you handle advsersity


How many roads does a man travel to call himself a man ?

Thoughts of yesterday day this song above by these younger days in AUSTRALIA NOT VERY FAR FROM MY HOME resounded in my memory of of a time I knew a wonderful young man just starting to find his way. 

Why today


I heard something from that time of sadness in all our lives to remind us just how blessed we are to have savoured life at all.

Dess never had that privilege of growing up, having children to carry on the family name of goddess

One very ordinary SATURDAY NIGHT he sat in a corner strumming his guitar singing soft fully this song written long before the release by these young guys these Aussie BEE GEES living in Queensland.

As a tear runs down my face I still hear his voice without a care in the world

That night he never reached home he fell asleep behind the wheel of his car

Harry ( my brother ) and I survived because he insisted we must be taken home and yet he still needed to travel one hundred miles to his MUM AND DAD to milk the cows.

As the sun rose that fateful morning the Police arrived at our home with the news no one ever needs to be told Desi was killed he fell asleep behind the wheel of his brand new prized possession, his sports car, a present from his family for Christmas.

We never forgot that day of death reared itโ€™s ugly head , today I still feel a pain of of guilt terrible dark moments of dread about Christmas Day , โ€œget over it said outsiders โ€œ

Desi didnโ€™t ever have the opportunity of life. Breaks my heart, always will, but Iโ€™m not important in this true story

His Mum and DAD lived in hell, โ€œ no parent should ever burry their childโ€

Until you do burry a CHILD you never know what that price you shall live with.

Years later I know how DESIโ€™s MUM AND DAD felt like, shortly after they too passed away โ€œbrokenโ€

Cause I do I buried my son too many years later

As I listen to these fine young men up above, only one remains alive today in AMERICA ~ there were 4 boys grown up here in AUSTRALIA ~ Bee Gees our favourite Sons

Thank you sharing my moments with me today , kindness and gratitude to all, peace always



A celebration to you, the beautiful Ladyโ€ฆ the giver and nurturer to our most greatest universal gift of all. Life Thank you