Peace Journeys

Travelers Walks: Wow, great picture....Rainbows, why the sign in the sky? Nite lights for the stars, the darkness and the shadows, would you travel by rainbow or plane. Dreams and  dances in the wind, birds in the sky, dreams or dances for the gifts to share of the sunny dazes on the right sides of the moon. Trips to spaces, trips to lands across the world, doing the threes, doing the fours, dances in the wind, songs to sing dances to do. Pictures in my head, trips and adventures daily to share. Fairy tales about the ships passing in the night. Snow White and the 7 short men, grave diggers, miners of the colored rocks, deep in the woods. A great story of acts of kindness, hands out to help the young maiden in times of her toubles. Tales on the dark sides,  in her family, wolves hiding between the trees branches. Just another fairy tale, great storylines, the hidden messages of true love. 

Seven sins to keep the orders over the herds of frogs, trapped inside of the beasts of light and darkness, for lessons to be learned. Books on days of the week, seven short men jumping back into the graves for color rocks. Gems in the dirt, buried in piles of shit, the weights of the world, searching for the stones and rocks to keep. People  are stars, buried in piles of shit, lost in the herds. Fighting to live, to take a stand for good not evil, ready to shine in the lights of dazes in the sunlight.Starting with the stones and gems found buried under the piles darkness  found in the herds of sheep on top of the ground once. Dogwood  butterflies  for the dogwood trees in the woods.



Out of the woods, back on high ground, out of the dirt, ready to shine a brighter light, earth angels, pixies, and fairies, out of the rocks. Second form of life to live, within the skins of the young at heart. Kids full of fun, joys and games, teaching new classes in classic fairy tales. Second time to try again to teach the lessons needed for the trips to the lands at the end of the rainbows. Good times on top of the mountains, flying high as a bird or a butterfly, new lives in the second form, to fly away from darkness. Goodness and mercy angels out all the time, hands out to help up, the lost and displaced earth angels. Sleep on their backs, trapped in a dazes, with the land whales. Dying daily while in a dazes, hell hounds in dens of snakes, being eaten alive.

Wake up and smell the roses, wake up the girls, waiting for real lights of rights, reasons, and rites of passages. Good times to share, gifts to exchange, tales and stories, while trapped in the darkness. Dogwood butterflies for the new births, for the rebirths, of dreams, wishes and prayers. Earth angels, fairies, and pixies in the stars on the ground with lights on, for the third form of life, in a blue state. Happy notes to share,  gifts of joys and pleasures, teaching lessons to the birds and bees. Goats with love and hate horns, happy and sad days as a goat, flip of a coin, for lights on, or lights out. Mountains to climb, choices to make, over time and space.

Thanks so much, for the true view of a man, gifts to share of the tales on the wild side. Neither of the women are me, those are my best dude friends, have scars to prove it also. White faces of the whales on land, gifts for the simple, gifts for the good, bad, and ugly. Not white. The best shot were the words use, picture used to catch the flies, different story with the picture, true lights of the matter given for the images placed.

starr bright tonight.....gifts from the clouds in the sky, queens or bitches on board, butches and whales...

Back on Santa Barbara later today, time to sail again, friends and family members back together again, fun and games. Tales from the birds in the sky, songs to sing, of the joys and happiness found in the world, from a tree. Dogwood trees, hanging trees, Jewish Jesus Jarrt, or Jesus Christ, Moses and Jesse, hung from a dogwood tree once. Monkeys swinging in the dogwood trees, monkeys see and monkeys do, tricks and trades, jokers on land.
In attempts to learn, in the first attempt in learning, teaching classes to the young, dumb, and fish full of cum. To save, to direct and to guide though the woods, in the darkness of live changes, hope and prayers cum to the surface .

Fairy tales in the bible, written for the sheep in herds, con men or pretenders, wolves to lead the sheep. Food for the snakes, land whales, buffaloes in herds in open ranges. Wolves dressed like sheep hidden in the herds. Fakes friends, snake hidden in the grass, pot smoking to catch and trap on the beach, party and play on the beaches with a wolf. The joys and the pains, bumps in the roads, rocks to shine under grounds. Rats, snakes, and frog tales, to create of the tricks and trades done, in circles of love and hate. Flipping pages, flipping coins, hope hopping, goodness and mercy saving lives, of the lost and displaced frogs

Tales about rainbows, what and why, of the half circles of colors in the sky, after the rains. Bible tales, about the water that flooded the world. Back in the day. They united all religions together in the day's of Noah. Nimrod was Noah's grandson. Nimrod organized all of the tribes at the Tower of Babble. The rainbow represents a New Age and the days of Noah were a New Age and this is where we trace the origin of the New Age Movement of which the Rainbow Coalition is also a part of yet not the main presentation.

Another lesson learned once, tips to trade, walks on the beach. Happy Humping day, Wednesday, hopes hopping  to pies in the sky. Knights, Dukes, and Kings to locate, giants mature and sedated best. Joys and pains to share, daily adventures, trips to the moon, walks to view the stars. Star bright tonight, wishes, dreams, and prayers dancing in our heads, gifts to share, good times. Songs to sing, lights on at sunset, time to let the dogs out. Dogs and horses for the fox hunts, dancing in the rain, jumps for joy, races done.

. Hand out to help, the lost, the displace, in China, new job. Houses for the homeless in China to start. Right? Fighting to live, to take a stand for good not evil, ready to shine in the lights of dazes in the sunlight.Starting with the stones and gems found buried under the piles darkness  found in the herds of sheep on top of the ground once. Dogwood  butterflies  for the dogwood trees in the woods.

Fire colors, blue and purple, peace and hope, colors to burn, food to eat, dates on the sands of time, pages in a book, more to write, just the tip of the mountain tops. Views of a bird, views of a dogface butterfly, views of an earth angel, with broken wings. Trips to earth, in a hand basket, in a den of snakes, for a moment in time. Trips to hell and back, hell hounds loose, Steven and Sheri Jarrot, snakes and frogs, lovers and haters, sinners and saints, frogs for the low roads, on the rimes of the wheels, in the dark, all of their lives, out for them selves, and the cows and the other land whales. Jokes and retards, basket cases, favorites of yours, pages on the wind, candles to blow, bones in a box, sad and blue, faces covered up, dead in a box. Who is next...

Another view, another side of the coin, love and hate, love and devotion, love and happiness, jumps for joy, jumps for the bumps in the road. Happy and delighted, with the horse in the barn, the steer that has fought many battles, battles of the true blue men of love and devotion, and the rites of a man. Snakes To Eat, Snakes And Men, Pictures 1000 words, food for fun, games to play, pictures for the good time. Time to stop, time to run, hope for the best, that you are not toast, with a snake like that. Food and clothes, boots to make, the skin is good for how long, after death.

Hope and fires, dreams of life for a moment in time, trips to the beach, trips to the moon and back, good times. Dreams in motion, dancing words, dancing dreams in my head, songs to create, songs to play, good times, to stand still. Gifts of words, tales in the air, good and bad, bumps in the road. Dreams in colors, dreams of hope, dreams of a better life, dreams in motion, moons to lights, good times. Knights to shine, moons white, darkness for the stars, gifts of dreams. Dreams of love, dreams of trees to climb, dreams of dances on the sands of time. Love and hate, to hurt sometimes, life is hare, for the bumps in the road, the only thing that makes us fell alive. Darkness for the dreams, for the knights to quest, time to stand still. Parks for the walks, walks on the sands of time, trips to hell and back. Darkness for the dreams, lights on after the sunsets, stars out. 

Out of the woods, back on high ground, out of the dirt, ready to shine a brighter light, earth angels, pixies, and fairies, out of the rocks. Second form of life to live, within the skins of the young at heart. Kids full of fun, joys and games, teaching new classes in classic fairy tales. Second time to try again to teach the lessons needed for the trips to the lands at the end of the rainbows.