Monday, September 17, 2018

I am a lover of what is, not because I’m a spiritual person, but because it hurts when I argue with reality -Byron Katie.

Rocks To Roll, Gems To Love, Good Knights, Silent And Stoned. Location?age covered?420 friendly, and retired, house on block, condo, or apartment, things I wonder about, what is your story? Okay, nice to know, how tall you are,do you wear your hair short, long, or bald, just need to know.  Song and dances, horse and pony shows, rats running races, daily dances on sands of time. Trips to the stars, trips to mountain tops, stars that change, darkness needed for stars to shine.I am a lover of what is, not because I’m a spiritual person, but because it hurts when I argue with reality -Byron Katie.

Love and hate horns on a goat, love eveybody in your family all the time.Took some more selfies at work today šŸ˜šŸ˜šŸ˜ Tips for the sinners and tales for the saints, gifts to share of the trips around the trees needed for the lessons to learn.

Classes in place. Love and hate, truthful and honest, happy and gay, happy and delighted for the dreams in actions, gifts of the young at heart. Have so much more work to do, walking the tracks, boots for the show of force. Whips and chains on the side, dicks and dawgs barking hard, to get there and get things done, boots made for walking over the slow and the simple, glory days again


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I am a lover of what is, not because I’m a spiritual person, but because it hurts when I argue with reality -Byron Katie.Peter Pan rides again, pots and pans in kitchen, tinker bells in the air. Fairy tales , fairies and hares lost in the woods. Snakes, freaks, and frogs kissed, faces and noses of hell hounds, blue birds to sing.

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Love and hate horns on a goat, love eveybody in your family all the time.Took some more selfies at work today šŸ˜šŸ˜šŸ˜ Tips for the sinners and tales for the saints, gifts to share of the trips around the trees needed for the lessons to learn.

Classes in place. Love and hate, truthful and honest, happy and gay, happy and delighted for the dreams in actions, gifts of the young at heart. Have so much more work to do, walking the tracks, boots for the show of force. Whips and chains on the side, dicks and dawgs barking hard, to get there and get things done, boots made for walking over the slow and the simple, glory days again


Aids a lot, story told there also, about the style of jack, maxjoe blow that you are. Common, normal, plain, ordinary, crazy, slow, simple, stupid, just to name a few, silent knight, king in the shadows, rouge in the still of the knight. Fairy tales, men and horses, rites to mate, or live alone. Bitch on board, rules how many games in real life, hard to say, not the same. Song and dances, horse and pony shows, rats running races, daily dances on sands of time. Trips to the stars, trips to mountain tops, stars that change, darkness needed for stars to shine.I am a lover of what is, not because I’m a spiritual person, but because it hurts when I argue with reality -Byron Katie.

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