Tag Archives: Recreation

As we live..Pray we laugh..


             Some things are just funny.  Some things are enjoyable to do without a persistent..lovingly applied..’nooge command’.  For those of you who do not know what that is I shall explain in statement.  ‘I have had girlfriends … Continue reading

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Creation X


Debate or wait that lost in fate or founding a new dream no dreary theory but life a truth in high esteem..did ya don’t ya will ya wont ya questions for the crowd..to find what Smith may think of Jones … Continue reading

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Morning Love


      Thoughts formed in my mind captured from a set..looking for an image on the internet..things that can be done..there are things to see..what can be changed for better..sometimes turns on me.. As with any journey..or mental trip..to … Continue reading

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Stupidity


I wonder why I even bother pointing up the obvious.  Despite technological advancement.  Despite the interest in the cosmic and spiritual.  Despite the fact that love and time have no need to announce themselves for they are felt by everyone … Continue reading

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IN ANY DAY..just for anyone


                          The world will pitch a sense of love..as Boy Scouts pitch a tent..the playboy pitches woo..as sweat and feelings spent..creating is the love in art..a farm one plants to grow..the spirit is the default savior..everywhere … Continue reading

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FOR THE GREATER..GOOD GOD!


                 I saw a familiar face over a bottle of wine and noticed the person appeared rather sad and blues bound.  I walked over to the unfortunate and sagely offered a cigarette and … Continue reading

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Good Old Song..


      In the wandering my mind..every stitch and fizzle..opening the sun..feel on my face a drizzle.. what is spilled careless lost..clean rain smoke from Jone’s exhaust..creation is the dream it seems.. the wonder why?  as clean the sky.. A … Continue reading

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