There was a rising in the darkness last night. Wolves howled silently and I found the bus stop deafening. I seemed to be a neophyte to the action around me. Native deceit was in play and violence was their telepathy. Lies lies lies yeah. It is world war three and I have kept my dignity and sense of humor. My comedy is comment on their heracy and demeaning sexual play. I am okay today, but I doubt they can all say the same. I know my vicinity, but my warring is the art of quiet and walking away. No HIV ever for me. I am purity.
JeanPaul I did get your call. You don't have to return to France after all. Compliments are nice, presence is better. Be realistic. I am not free. "Hope I see you as beauty. Give me your hand and see how we can stop this revelry. I find you tremendously funny. Gift is me. I take care of today. Let's play and play and play. We shouldn't have waited so long. You have been so strong. I will hold you and you can let your sorrow rage come through. I am definitely motivated by monitary gains. I try to push that away today. I must search to find the star. The way you move is so bizarre. It just happens naturally. I keep them all at bay. You say you like it that way. I make them all unsafe so that you will see, I have a propblem with revelry. Can we have a journey with Phillipe? He has need. I have greed. TV is infinity and you walk away every day. Let's just see what he has to say. They are all lying every day."
Okay, I hear you and I say let's just be here and handle today. Nasty violence is brewing this week. I need my energy for that. Phillipe is about to get really fat. He needs to stay away from ghosts and to look behind him for Death. I can only sing one melody at a time. I am concentrating on the day to day. Be careful what you say to each other. Romance is obsurd. This little hummingbird is searching for JOY. Come with me and see a blissful revelry. Ponder nothing. Take something. World War II was hard on you. Explore Balmoral today. Make it an artistic remote view. Make the lens dowsed in mist. History is scary business. They could not feel and could barely see. They were living in rage imagery at me.
It is hard to explore the world of the mind, when everyone is different than me, but in the end it makes me effective to the nth degree. Exploration of world sources I have done through tv and remotely. I just work at finding a place of wonderment to share with you, actually. I know you are the land of why. You look to the base of the structure and destroy the rest.
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