Thursday, October 27, 2016

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Marines Madness Marches, Wars Won, Roman Gods....Frogs and snakes, in the woods, in the dark, dates to set, another time. Time to stop, to look around, for better things to do, stories and tales of house, is the best that I can do. Listening to the radio, Sunday morning, have to go, and see what I can find, online today. Need more houses for sure. Veterans, homeless and locked in the mental wards, lots of sad stories, better there than dead. 22 dead veterans every day, frogs and fish, that did not stand, sad and blue, for a long time, help and houses are need, for them to stay alive.

Man In Blue, Marines In Best Suit, Uncle Sam, thanks so much, G. I. Joes, milartary past and present. Round Worlds: Heaven notes, worlds to see, shapes and six stars, days under the sky. Wishes, dreams and prayers, stars out tonight. Stars bright, and stars blue, what a site toe dead. Coins for the dead, coins for the sons, coins for the frogs to see on the left sides. Lefts three time, take next right hand turn, back to square one. Happy to see. Ships of dreams, ships of fools, ships to carry t freaks back to hell. Prey again, crimes again mental ptsd, veterans stories....



Time to turn the lights on, the sun is setting and the colors are better than yesterday, just my point of view, love to see the flashing colors against the blues, and the yellows that make up the sunset. Different every day, but now the blue stars are out, shooting, Time to wish a pond a star tonight, ready to leave the cities, and found places where stops on traffic are in a distance far away. Look up at the shining blue stars, watch for the ones that shoot across the sky, and make a wish. Wishes, desires, hopes, prayers, causes, seasons, reasons come to play, with the hearts and minds of the angels here on earth, the fairies, pixies, and the ones with wings, birds, butterflies, turtle doves, and etc....Wishes, prayers, desires, changes in the forms given to forms received flip the card, flip the coin, turn around and make more plans for greatness. Create the life that you dream about today with the lights on, just to stay on track always and forever.


Perfect Riddles That Will Leave You Scratching Your Head - "You'll stay with me? Until the end?""I like people with depth." Wolves Hidden: Write about the wrongs, right about the causes, and the right side of the grave, are the stories being told now. How twisted, tainted, and wicked the way or the train of thoughts of being a super star on some level. No talents needed, with or with out the work, just because of the color of the skins.Paint on a house. Effects change with the coming of night. Day events not the same for the snakes, frogs, and wolves, they work best in the darkness of the shadows of the setting sun, daily wait for the lights to come on, or stay off for the count. Dust off your broomsticks and prepare for a fright.

Racing rabbits, snakes and frogs, tales of races, daily events, animals to eat, games each day. To live or die, good times, stories to share, dances in the dark. Racing Rats, Black And White, Races Won.....American Girl: Dogwood Buttterfly .Snakes and frogs, snakes in woods, snakes in people,all the time, love and hate, coins to flip. Tales and tips, snakes and frogs, good times, animals under the skin. Snakes and frogs, shake hands with a snake, faces in the mirror. Tales of Joys and Pains, Love and hate, horns of a goat, tips and tales to share. Donkeys, monkeys, snakes and sins, sinners and saints, deeds to note. Good times, sad tales, bumps in the road. Classes on love and hate, goodness and mercy, on the beach all the time. 




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Real shit, just last week, lost in time and space, veteran attacked in the wars for USA. Prey to crooks: Steven Jarrot, 7608512267..Free Rides: pushing up daisy dicks, bones in a box, buried in ground, donkeys in hills, afterlife. Frogs and snakes ...Turning the page now, bright and sunny day again in the coastal town of Ventura, staying with Uncle Tom in his beach house, have cousins in school in Santa Barbara, and have to finish a degree online as well. Great start, great beginning, going to Disneyland first, have ranch on five acres with horses, mules, and donkeys, as part of a housing program for the 12 Hands of May: funding housing for the homeless Veterans. See if you can find time to help the fundraiser: Veterans Homes Hearts Heals: for the first, second and third houses to purchase by the fall. Help always welcome: text for more or less. Today?

Just a tale of love for each other, dogwood butterflies, and they trip in the sun, back to ground zero. The drive alone the highway number 62, the pair of dogwood butterflies,  flew across the sky, up in the wild blue skies, with a touch of marshmallows in the form of clouds, floating by. Steve and Sima, were the dogwood butterflies, flying back to the mating fields, were they return every year, it has been five years now. The songs that they sing during the day, are the best in the summer, when the fields are fill with the members of the flock. Seasons change and they flew away again, with the babies not far behind them, just part of the time. It is a season of joy, peace and happiness, and the doves are still a close pair, and the right notes needed given and received all day long.

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