Whales on land, sharks on land, flip a shark and a killer whale can eat a shark. Sad tale to eat a shark alive for the fun and games of a snake or two. Land whales, snakes with charms and glasses? Fuck Steven Jarrot, glasses on a frog, glasses on a lyon sac of shit, glasses on while stuck in the mud. Glasses always clear as mud, water in mud, water and mud in a contain, pure as water out of ocean?
Happy and delighted for the lights, happy and delighted for the songs to sing, happy and gay, happy and filled with the good stuff, ready for the rebirth. March 18, 2015. Jumps for joy. Jumps for the gifts received. Jumps for the next lessons to learn, jumps for the joys and the pains of the breaks needed. Friends, family and foes, thanks for the choices made, thanks for the good times. Thanks so much for your time and attention.
Angels alert to the signs of the times. Angels alert to the acts of true love and devotion. The love for the man and the love of a woman, gifts of the folds of pink. Gifts from the centers of the heat, gifts for the frogs kissed, gifts for the dead time. Dead time while asleep, the wolves got in and ate the shark, but because of a problem with eating, had to much and the food came back up. Thank god for heart burn turkeys in the sky? Turkeys do not fly. Turkish Cuban Transplants-Land whales, searches for prey, bitches in heat, butches for control, trips around the world, trips to the dark sides of the moon.
Girls in Woods, Girls on the way to the light of day, Grandmothers the other part, of a stool with three legs, in a girls life. The mother, the grandmother, and the young girl, part of the life as a girl, to grow and expands, to the three stages of life. Life is a dream, life is a dance, life is as your mother, after your life as a girl, have a kid or two, then become another person, with another hat, hats for hair, hats for life. Hats in purple, the color or hope, hates in blue the color of peace, hats in green. color for life, green cash in the pots of gold at the end of the rainbows. On your your path, on your journey of life in the fast lanes, rats to races, daily events.
Life is a beach, then you expire, joys an dances to do, pleasures to eat, pleasures to give back, to the mothers, to the fathers, to the real and the adobe in houses, homeless veterans with kids, the kids without parents. Dead parents, dead friends, dead and buried, gone from the light of day, dead and in the ground, thanks for the lights that were on in your time, thanks for the joys. Thanks to the heavens, thanks to Mars, March Fourth, the best is yet to cum, glory days in the sunny, birds and bees, songs to sing, happy dazes again, glory dazes done. Peace and love, peace and hope, hope fires to burn, burning since the start of time.