Hello Being

Hello new marine.  I love your smiling face.  It has been a long day.  In your eyes, I recognize the crypt, of Peter, of St. Petersberg, Russia.  I love the light banter in a superconductor chamber as we wish ourselves clean.  Right and wrong is in your heart.  Blue Herons are in mine.  They are the land of self reflection.  I looked above me the other day, and one was soaring like an eagle.  People will talk and stalk and I will still just be me in a vicinity of it all.  Indiana is part of me now, and you do not have to be bashful to be from a land south of here.  You are effective in a land where there is too much unwanted attention by strangers.  Go along with a song in your heart.  Let the Line Deputy of Marion County say, "How dee do?" and his tag line, "I tell ya what."  His eyes shine with stars today and his third eye is glowing.  Sikh just secured my vicinity, and he told me to erase my entry and start again.  I hope that the whole academy is pleased.