Flying Free

It takes a falconer in vicinity to keep track of me, and keep the eyes of justice on God.  His time here may seem endless to his heart throbbing with wanderlust.  We have only been in vicinity of each other about 8 times.  I just knew that his words and deeds did not live up to who he could be in the history in the making Grand Plan.  I feel something coming to be today.  He is breaking out in a big way.  Maybe verbalization about me is finally possible with Irish men tunneling through.  Happiness may be possible now.  I was seen, at Starbucks, in Fridley, with my family on Tuesday.  In the atmosphere here was 2 Columbia Heights police officers who were here the other day.  There were also three high and holy Arabs in the corner watching the folly.  Sometimes one needs to break down a system to fix it.  The chaos created brings energy to the population and space.  It can be used to destroy everything and everyone, or it can be used to evaluate one's skills, abilities, desires, and dreams.  Then one can break away and ride the tide of change.  It is like jumping on a brand new Harley, in the night, and riding up the coastal highway all by oneself.