By to a Joyus Brother

A Soul who gave a bit of himself, that Mirrored those that smiled

That special Gift of friendship. that fit each cause a while

he had his faults and personal Cross, just like you and me

But when on stag in a curtain of Love, He gave so much thats Free


He never held an office, and never held a seat

But helped release our troubles, A man I wished to meet

The happiness that He brought, was an ever special Seed

that made us smile day by day, Now forever in indeed

In Memory of George Carlin... A true Friend I never met


Thomas....

awesome prisim, i feel the same , i cried ....... because i do not know where he stood with the maker , he seemed to be agnostic.
he was a rare true one of a kind. he really was very philosophical at times

sopherim7 wrote:awesome prisim, i feel the same , i cried ....... because i do not know where he stood with the maker , he seemed to be agnostic.
he was a rare true one of a kind. he really was very philosophical at times

Thanks Sopherim, I cried also and after reading an article intitled the closing of an era, in which George was so much a part of its enlightening for so many. Whatever His personal link to the father was, I left to him alone as we all should be with. what he made so many feel like was a companion in the real view of things from a subconscious mind within a tradition world. In short snapping us back, from the Bulsh*t... LOL He probably would say.
All the many People we were with back then, and I`m only 55, very few of them retained the Oneness They talk so heavily about then, Now. In fact, the ones we disaggree with now are exactly those I new + Money. How sad huh?
So now George passes the torch, so to speek, to those with courage to tell others of the Bulsh*t, with a flare of Brotherhood in your voice of being there too, to feel one with.

The Joy of feeling the part we are..

Brother Thomas........