Thanks so much, for the time in hell with the hell hounds of yesterday. So many lessons to learn, smiling faces of the freaks, flashing asses of the jackasses on and in the hills of Riverside, Ca. Donkeys in the hills, asses on the beach, any time for frogs and freaks, party and play, day jobs. Good times, sad and alone, whales in RV searching for prey. Prey for cash, prey for tricks and trades, cum for oral attention of a land whale or two.
Herds of donkeys, herds of land whales, herds of cattle lost in open ranges. Sheep's clothes for the wolves to stay and barter for goods and services. Dream life for a frog, maybe a freak , not for earth angels and or the young at heart. Times so sad and blue, had to keep getting back up, from the hard knocks and blows. Happy for the growth and changes. Good lessons learned.
Love and devotion from a snake, kissed a frog a fell in the fires of hell.
Enough. Blogs, tweets, and questions and answers on yahoo, to address the darkness of my life now, and back when stuck in a coffin, with Steven Jarrot, 7608512267-the gay and happy down low, saint and sinner warped in his skin. Excuses, and third party views are truths, and gospel to him about the life we had together. Stuck in a coffin with Steve, was my worst time on the cross up to date, in my life. Sad stories to share, to hope that others do not lose as much as I did.
I have mental issues from the smiling faces like Steven Jarrot, and on hand just thankful for the lessons learned, and on the other hand looking for another mountain to climb. Not sure how many mountains to climb this week.
God is light, god is love, god is here daily, in all the things that you can see, hope is hoping searching for a place to land, have the visions, have the message, have the free will, and have the fights daily and often to share my views, and how I choose to live, is the story that I have to share.
Gifts of knowledge best for the long run, back to school again also. Help me help you make the most of the dreams to actions that you practice, and make a little room for growth and explanations. Have the plans, have the goals, have the dreams, and have the life to open windows and doors to the rewards for the gifts of sunshine and brightness that your program represents in my eyes.
Hope this help you get a clear picture, of who I am so I do not have to talk so much, have had a hard time with phone calls, and at one time, made $3000 a week with phone calls, lost my way with the gay, fat, RV camper, that wanted to be the best man to ever love me. Was not able to live with his kind of love and devotion, just looked like a liar, cheater, and a snake in the grass with the deeds and actions done out of that love. Better alone than with someone looking for my demise, is how it was for me.
To teach, to learn, to share the joys and pains, to write the stories of chances taken to bring lights on these matters. Sad and blue about the lack of growth. Same stories, different dazes, life on the beach, in a dated RV alone. Sad for the frogs kissed for the chance to change, windows always open, to flip the coins to brighter dazes. Paths not taken, the high roads, hands out to help a frog or a fish, get on the ships of dreams.
Dreams in action. Dreams working with dogwood butterflies, California Women, the state butterfly, tales to share. Bright lights in the sun, stars high in the sky, far away in the sunshine. Need the darkness for stars to shine. Stars to shine bright, earth angels, fairies and pies in the sky to collect. Just happy for dazes to change, dances in the wind on the beaches, on the boats good times.
