Sandy Notes

Notes in Sand
Hello to a new day,..hello to strangers to friends, 420 connected, room to grow and get better on the roads to greatness. Black American ready for the beach, sailing on your boat: dodging the rocks under the sands. Gifts to share, tales and tweets of the joys and pains and living large in a blue state of mind.

Have been waiting for Peter Pan, a man in touch with the child within, hopefully a tall man with eyes open for trips over time.

Sorry to hear how you last relationship ended if you want to tell the story: on one hand, and delighted for the open door to a new one. What to do?Tell me more about new plans, new goals, new dreams to carry on. Babes of color, to dance, to dream, to create seasons of changes. Good times on the side of the road at the street fairs, in the valleys and

Have been in the darkness since I had to get on bus to leave last relationship. Next time want a giant of a man, alone with a house closer to the beach, with open doors and windows to turn his life around is desired. Gifts of time and attention, room to grow, room to spare, peace and love by the sea. Your best time of life waits.

Fairy tales is one of my views on life. Life as an adventure better shared for trips of a new lifestyle to create from ashes of life over and done. Time to dust off, wash the tears and pains away, from the lessons learned, from a fish or a sea of frogs?

Are you a real gaint, 6 Feet tall? alone, sad, and blue about a life to create, waiting for new fish to fry? Or a simple tall giant of a man, like Jack or John the captain of ship of dreams, retired, mature, home owner with space in your heart, and in your home for new lady. Time and attention to spare to create new worlds with me?

420 farmer would be nice, not sure how different that would be, just another common factors to explore. Could use help with housing, starting over again ,would like a driver with a car to go with housing also. My quests starts there, in out of the darkness, strangers to friends with open hearts, open minded to the little lost earth angel that I am.

Notes to share, take my hand and lead me to joy and happiness again?

Dreams of mine, lunch on the beach watching the ocean work. Giants, tall trees, 6 feet or taller men to date, for trips to rock the boat, sailing to better dazes. Mature, active, retired in fifth or sixth decades: seasons of kids in the house, to push into groups of greatness over and done, man to find. No- new opportunities, end-effects never died, fail-first attempt in learning: turning pages again.

Age is a number, and the magic number for me is 42, legal to do what I want is how I look at it. Love the ocean blues, love to watch the ocean at work, love to write messages in the sand, blowing winds across the shores. Never been in a boat just to sail the day away, have been on boats to go fishing, and to go fishing for shell fish to eat, have more dreams of sailing the ocean blue.

Thanks for replying to my notes in the sands of time, thanks again, for the flash in the sparks of fire in of the rays of sun, but are you a 420 farmer also, where are you located, and room to grow and expand? Address was age specific, height specific, just the standards set, those questions were not answered. Living in a fairy tall now.
Found a giant, stranger to friend, already for adventures of daily living, just ready for more friends over 6 feet tall. Otherwise just strangers to friends, is the quest here.

Betty bets on fairy tales, Prìnce Charming or John, my giant ready for the times of our lives: Jacks and balls bouncing in the air, goodness and mercy to follow all the days of forever. Ready for the time of my life. John the cowboy, mirrors Thor older, wiser, mature, retired and free from offspring, my warrior to cover my back. Gifts of joys and pleasures in the advantages of daily adventures. Time for another fairy tale?

Red riding hood? Cinderella or Lady and the Tramp, men or mice, honest and truthful, faithful and loyal, John Cowboy, the golden giant. Trips around the world, Paris for downloading, time out to dream, dance, and love. Strangers to friends, love, needs, desires to go with dances on the boat, docked in Newport. Time to sail the seven seas into the sunset.

Thanks for letting me know, needed help with the signs of time, not sure if real are parts of stories I tell myself. Have dreams of past lives, parts of the fairy tales I live and write. Had so many lessons to learn, trips to hell with snakes, frogs, and bad apples. Love and devotion, truthful and honesty, faithful and bullshit, used as punch lines to jokes. Was stuck in a coffin with a fag, stuck with land whales, and eaten alive. Thank God for heartburn, thanks to goodness and mercy: angels that protect me from the bumps in the roads.

Was spoon feed stories and fairy tales while in church, in AZ with Indians also, Hopi, Apache, and Blackfeet, others also just can't recall  tribe names.Lived in Ok, TX, and California while in early years before 18th birthday. Afterwards got on first plane ride after high school complete in Coleman, TX. Class of 80, was in top of 75, of course, it's funny now. Joined the Marines, 6 years and the start of 30 years, working for United States Government. More damage done in work places, get paid now for those lessons learned now, best place to start working, stories of time spent there pay me now.

My belief created in my history, help me stay alive, had lots of darkness, shadows  and dances with snakes. People that lived the life of fakes, life with their eyes covered, to the rites of the matters at hand. Love or hate, horns of a goat, the flip sides of coins, cards flipped  54 ways to play each hand, seasons done in darkness. Was born March 18, the day of rebirth every year. I believe in butterflies  they represent new beginning in Spanish, do start over on a drop of a dime.

Tell me what you think as a stranger to friend point of view. With your third eye, if it is open. Need clarification, need confirmation, need insight to carry on wiser in a faster pace. Have lots of mountains to climb, in forms of butterflies, birds, and bees. Dragon flying, and dragonflies have been around longest. Tell me what you believe, please about historical facts given. Moot?

Summer Heat

Sunny and Bright
Good times to share, songs to dance the spiders and snakes away. To fail or not to fail, first attempt in learning, brand new things. A teacher or a student gifts to share often. Thanks so much for sharing you point of view, nice try and no thank you, and the cowboy got on his horse and turned around. He failed again, was not able to get the girl, alone in his tall white hat.

Back to the hills, back to the farm, back to the house in his  world of darkness. He was a big man, a dragon slaying searching for the quest to charge his wildest dreams, in a white hat. To return back to the house on the hills, filled with guns waiting for the next raid, attacks from the water or attacks from the land.

Open your eyes, open your heart, open the windows and doors, let the sun shine in your worlds again.  Is it Peter,Pepper, Penny, or Phyllissa, the third eye, the green branch of peace: not sure of the sex of his third, it's open and awake now. You should always be in touch with the child within, god to some. Call it what you like, a belief with land, and the centers of your life, gifts to share as a teacher or a student, daily chances to take.

The sight used to see in the seven seas, branches of peace off the dogwood tree, pieces to use to make a cross. The dove came back to the ARK ? with a branch from a olive tree, a sign. Time to get back to land, boat trip over and done. Thanks to  the heavens we can start over again. Closing  the doors, closing the windows, and turning out the lights, time to sleep for now.

John, Jack , Jim in another form, in another hat, still holding tight on a dream, a hope or a prayer? A dragon  mercenary, or a white knight, or a cowboy to day?Need twelve hats, twelve hours to a day, 12 months to a year, when you live in the reams of light. My belief created  from the fairy tale life, everyone born a star try to become  a super star. Just need to find the other way to turn that light on. How did you do it, the first time, as a child?

Not sure about the battles, not sure about the causes that are worth your time. Not sure who you are. Judgemental  and silent today, for the last rites of passage. Done with the dances,  flying away, from the dream? a muse to bring sunshine in your dark corners. Eliminate the controversies on the quests to selections to fight another day. Closing the doors, closing the windows, and turning out the lights. Another day done, back to the (bat) cave that echoes though the darkness, alone for another period of time.

Happy dazes on the right side of the grave. Graves to you and graves to me, happy and delighted for another day, another sunny day. Have my peace, have my luck and another day on earth, top of the morning to you, honey. Thanks for the time, thanks for the attention, thanks for a views in your world, was nice for a moment or two. Ready to choose another mountain to climb, have reached the top with you, and there is not enough space for me.

Wings open and out, the dogwood butterflies, fly to return to the dogwood trees. Crosses made to hang the leader, Jesus Christ, or Jessy James men to dance in the wind, returned back to dust: in times over and done. Happy for the time, people on boats, people in caves, people come and people go, moving on to better dazes. Time to create greatness, from the lessons learned over the sands of time, racing to the end of dazes.

Horses, mules, and steers, men or mice, racing on sands of times on land. Dragons or dragonflies,  dogwood butterflies from California the state butterfly, wings out in the sunlight, searching for dogwood flowers on the young trees, the young at heart in the air. By seas the whales, the sharks  and the star fish.

Plenty of fish in the sea, plenty of frogs, and plenty of American toads. Dances in the wind, dreams to create, songs to sing for the lessons  learned, goodness and mercy angels in the circle in all situation. Good times on the side of the road parked in RV every day an adventure  friends, family, and foes for dreams up in smoke to share. Wishes, hopes, prayers, of a better day. Classes and classic chances for best fish out of the seas.

The fish that got away, the fairy that flew away, the dogwood butterfly still searching for a place to land. Bye Jim, bye Jack, bye John, nice life with guns, in the hills alone, open ranges still, waiting for cows to come home. Have a nice life in the sunshine in the hills in the valley, and in your cave at night.

Turning the pages once again, fish not a keeper ,  had to throw back in the seas of fish and frogs. Back on the boat, checking through cages and traps for bigger fi
Tell me what you think as a stranger to friend point of view. With your third eye, if it is open. Need clarification, need confirmation, need insight to carry on wiser in a faster pace. Have lots of mountains to climb, in forms of butterflies, birds, and bees. Dragon flying, and dragonflies have been around longest. Tell me what you believe, please about historical facts given. Moot?

Happy and delighted with the joys and pains of growth, happy and delighted with the daily gifts to share again. Mountains to climb, valleys  to cross, in the woods , over the seven seas, for the seasons to dance and dream in the sun. Good times in the swow, in the parts of daddy still. Mother in house, how many kids, to fall in the snow for fun? Happy and sad for the good times alone in your bed. Daddy for how many summer trips? Not summer yet, have to wait and see, how green is the grass inside of the fense.

Questions up in the air, what kind of horse racing still for the dollars, horse and pony show, has what value. To be caged for periods in the dark, part of the family, or candy on the side. The pictures painted, over time could changed to brighter colors up fountains  of water. Waterfalls, lakes and rivers to cross, on journey  of life as a wheel, time does not stop ever. Wheels turn over time, wheels do stop, moving until the journey  end. Graves to you, and graves to me, happy for dazes in the sun. Right side of the grave, goodness  and mercy to follow  for the times of our lives to date, peace and love by the seas, horses and pony shows  rats still racing to greatness. Making new plans for a sunny and bright day on the beaches.

Beach House

Bees Beaches
House near the beach?more questions to address. In the perfect place everything is there.
In the mountains under a waterfall, cool weather at a perfect 80 degress, would be heaven. Have to check the towns that have been made, for the places to stay someday in the future.

Dreams and dancing, dreams and flying, dream to dances on the sands of time. Good times to share, the lessons learned in failures, done to practice over again. To fail is the first attempt in learning, lessons we must learn. How many practice runs needed, on paths to greatness? Me? Once will do nicely for the dogwood butterflies, birds and bees, flower to fly to now. New births, new dawns, new sunsets over the oceans to see.

In my head, love the castles, love the lighthouses  in your county, never been there, had to look it up, looks like a great place to live. Took a family trip in 2001 down the highway 101 from organ, start trip in seattle. California was on fire that years, lots of firefighters on the roads also. Was traveling thought the redwood forest, saw Paul and cow blue, and all the drive though trees in en a excustion. Had a blast a the visits to the lighthouses.

John Cowboys who is ready to cover my back, who loves my crazy views, on my fairy tall life, wings and all. Prince Charming to me, John Smith from 1492, and Jack for my Jill for trips up the hills together. Have dreams,prayers, hopes, and desires in place with him. Trips of a lifetime or two. Dream life on one hand, on the other to many balls in air now. Daddy girl, to a mama's boy, bath at home in childhood again, a hate the life. Man in touch with the child within, back to boy hood, for the second time. Mouse or man, a fish to keep or release? Flipping the coins.

Strangers to friends searches have been good, met you, and a few others that have common interests, and dreams to get to greatness, would like to be your friend. It is nice to met you today.

I write fairy tales, and live lives of the Little Mermaid, Cinderella, and Snow White. Flipping in time and space, called crazy in eyes of old people, but not the kids. Young at heart, over 5 decades old, still carded for cigarettes and hard liquors. Will never look my age, why go there, happy and delighted  for lessons learned.

Living in a fairy tall now. Stuck in a tower away from the sea, in the mountains in the hills. Waiting for the lights to go out again. Day time is here again, time to check the birds and bees, flowers open for treats. Good times, sad times, trips by air, trips by sea, to fail or first attempts in learning, practice to perfection in my world. ENGLISH words, for the wise.

Stupid can not be fixed, dense and dump for a season in the sun, as a frog or a fish  plenty of them both in the sea. To fail: first attempt in learning. To end: effects never dies on one hand and no on the other hand: define as next opportunity, turning the page and moving  foward. Fuck views of others, get up and dance away from blues of fish in the sea. Good times, happy times to share for the joys and pains.

Happy and delighted, goodness and mercy out to play on wishes, dreams, prayers and hopes. Gifts to share, songs to sing, dogwood butterflies out with the blue jays, bees in flowers for the dews. Summer time games, food outside on the beaches, in the mountains, for a season in the sun. New life on the mountain tops, happy for the company, happy to date, peace and love by the sea, understanding for the young at heart.

Betty bets on fairy tales, Prince Charming or John Cowboy: Jacks and balls bouncing in the air, goodness and mercy to follow all the days of forever. Ready for the time of my life. John the cowboy, mirrors Thor older, wiser, mature, retired and free from offspring, my warrior to cover my back. Gifts of joys and pleasures in the advantages of daily adventures. Time for another fairy tale?

Red riding hood? Cinderella or Lady and the Tramp, men or mice, honest and truthful, faithful and loyal, John Cowboy, the golden giant. Trips around the world, Paris for downloading, time out to dream, dance, and love. Strangers to friends, love, needs, desires to go with dances on the boat, docked in Newport. Time to sail the seven seas into the sunset.

Thanks for tips and insights: letting me know, needed help with the signs of time, not sure if real are parts of stories I tell myself. Have dreams of past lives, parts of the fairy tales I live and write. Had so many lessons to learn, trips to hell with snakes, frogs, and bad apples. Love and devotion, truthful and honesty, faithful and bullshit, used as punch lines to jokes. Was stuck in a coffin with a fag, stuck with land whales, and eaten alive. Thank God for heartburn, thanks to goodness and mercy: angels that protect me from the bumps in the roads.

Was spoon feed stories and fairy tales while in church, in AZ with Indians also, Hopi, Apache, and Blackfeet, others also just can't recall  tribe names.Lived in Ok, TX, and California while in early years before 18th birthday. Afterwards got on first plane ride after high school complete in Coleman, TX. Class of 80, was in top of 75, of course, it's funny now. Joined the Marines, 6 years and the start of 30 years, working for United States Government. More damage done in work places, get paid now for those lessons learned now, best place to start working, stories of time spent there pay me now.

My belief created in my history, help me stay alive, had lots of darkness, shadows  and dances with snakes. People that lived the life of fakes, life with their eyes covered, to the rites of the matters at hand. Love or hate, horns of a goat, the flip sides of coins, cards flipped  52 ways to play each hand, seasons done in darkness. Was born March 18, the day of rebirth every year. I believe in butterflies  they represent new beginning in Spanish, do start over on a drop of a dime.

Tell me what you think as a stranger to friend point of view. With your third eye, if it is open. Need clarification, need confirmation, need insight to carry on wiser in a faster pace. Have lots of mountains to climb, in forms of butterflies, birds, and bees. Dragon flying, and dragonflies have been around longest. Tell me what you believe, please about historical facts given. Moot?

Happy and delighted with the joys and pains of growth, happy and delighted with the daily gifts to share again. Mountains to climb, valleys  to cross, in the woods , over the seven seas, for the seasons to dance and dream in the sun. Good times in the swow, in the parts of daddy still. Mother in house, how many kids, to fall in the snow for fun? Happy and sad for the good times alone in your bed. Daddy for how many summer trips? Not summer yet, have to wait and see, how green is the grass inside of the fense.

Questions up in the air, what kind of horse racing still for the dollars, horse and pony show, has what value. To be caged for periods in the dark, part of the family, or candy on the side. The pictures painted, over time could changed to brighter colors up fountains  of water. Waterfalls, lakes and rivers to cross, on journey  of life as a wheel, time does not stop ever. Wheels turn over time, wheels do stop, moving until the journey  end. Graves to you, and graves to me, happy for dazes in the sun. Right side of the grave, goodness  and mercy angels, to protect and prayers to be granted, for dogwood butterflies, people  and causes today.

Burn the Dogs: Good times on the beach, tales and stories  to share. Not your story, love the dog show, not sure how high it went, dicks on the grounds, John Jarrot, or another Dick Jarrot in the air, swinging in the wind. Freaks, fools or frogs here with dicks and dogs, the wits and charms to burn the houses down. Vans in smoke with a treat to share, about mistake with the load of shit in the Van. Questions for the dicks, and the dogs in the aire, what about Dick Benson, dicks to trade for the good times.

Dates with sacks of lyon shithead, dogs and dicks to toss in the wind, gifts to share often good times in Upland, death of the dicks and the suckers in the hills and valleys, donkeys in the hills of Riverside. Mistakes for the deeds and actions, with love and hate the horns on a goat, what does that mean to you? To fail, to end, and no words to be positive daily. To end: effect never dies, to fail-first attempt in learning, and no defined as next opportunity to greatness .

Angels out: Angels above, sights to see the undead and the unstable, spooks that appear for the corrections need for a night of peace. Gifts of words need to tame the beasts on the left side of the graves. Graves to you and graves to me, busy dying daily, joys and pains with the bumps in the road.

Goodness and mercy, angels sent to correct the mistakes of the lost, displaced, frogs, rats and horses racing on the sands of time. Happy and delighted with the gifts of words to tell a tale or two, about the bumps in the road, dodging the rocks under the sands.

Lessons to learn, dates to set for the joys and pains of growth and rolling with the flow of the river. Oceans and seas of chance to take for the better dazes over the rainbow, gifts to share with the tales and stories of the undead and unstable. Friends, family members and foes thanks for the crossroad turns to take on the faces of the freaks out at night, to party and play to death, good times on the beaches.

Hope helps clean the nightmares, of life in hell with the frogs and gods from the center of the earth. Devils or seven snakes within the tribe members. Last rites of passage on the dark side of the moon, horses racing on the sands of time, water for the rats at the end of the races done daily.

Horses to walk after a long run on the shores on the sands of time, racing for the end of the rainbows, and the pots of gold, gifts to share. Words and gifts of the tales and stories of the bumps in the road here.

Happy and gay lifestyle to view for the changes in the stories for the new year, masks in place for the flips of the faces, skins, of the wolves, sheep, snakes, cattle and callers. Plans to reach out and touch the frog again, sad story about the pictures of the family of freaks, joys and pains of love and devotion. Under the rocks under the sand and surf, bumps in the road to cross, forks for the right paths on the high road, easy road has a detour on it, no easy lazes dazes on the beaches in the winter. Cold winds blow the dogs higher in the air, fun and games, good times with the dogs and dicks out of the fire and into the air. Flying dogs with dicks in the backgrounds...

Candy Treats

Candy Girl Dances

Ages, things, details of our lives and circumstances are all there   to be acknowledged and accepted for what they are. Things does not define us. The focus is on integrity, transparency about who we are, and honesty, so we can decide without biases or doubts we meant for each other or not. We do not need to guess. We know, we respect and appreciate direct approach.

I know age is just a number, just wanted to find strangers to friends with open windows to live the advantages of adventures daily, not tied to daily jobs, chasing  dollars for hours. Age specific for empty nesters, time for big boy toys, boats, planes, and fast cars. Reasons for specific ages of maturity, need help to get out of the valleys of snakes, frogs and fake friends.

Found a caretaker-friend, who is almost perfect, a couple  years younger then specific age, who wants to keep me safe from the wolves in the woods. Have started to believe dreams come true, if you wait for God actions  to bear fruit, or wishes on the stars that shoot at night. A warrior to have my back, for the bumps in the roads, for the joys and pleasures in the roads also.

Top girls in the history lessons taught in classes still, tales of the Vikings in the 9th or the 10th century, and views on love and hate, horns of a goat. Happy and delighted for the gifts to write a tale or two for the goodness and mercy angels out tonight. Blue stars shooting bright tonight, wishes on the stars that shoot across the sky.

Notes to the sinners and the saints out for the parties, and good times to play on the beach with whales. Whales or cows, are the same, twelve different types of cows. Killer whales are the biggest whales that I like, lived in Puget Sound, and saw the whales in the sound, on the way north. Happy and joyful are the herds of whales in the sea, not sure about the whales on land, happy and gay lifestyle of the whales on land?

Angels, fairies, and pixies are the girls that I know, every day earth angels, for the smiles, for the joys and the laughter of the friends on the side lines. Friends, family members, saints and sinners at the forks in the road, take the high road, not the easy roads.

Sails on the boats of the seas of changes, butterflies out for the colors of the sunny dazes on the shores. Hope for the best, and get ready for the pits in the bowls of cherries. Lemons for the sugar and spices for the girls to make the most of the bumps in the road, and drinks made of the lemons, dodging the rocks under the sands of time.

Just dreaming of better days, more mountains to climb, and  friends to last. Have so many things left to do still, getting back on the boat now, ready to rock the boat, sailing on seas of time and space. Rocking the boats on the seven seas, all oars in the water going full speed ahead to greatness.

Would love to have stable 420 growers near the beach, with a boat or yacht  tied a piers in Orange county, pieces of a life created with dreams, hopes, prayers, and desires in motion.

One of my dreams in action now. Happy Birthday late, or early, it depends on the season good wishes to a long life without the bumps in the road. Have any houses to sell in Long Beach? Credit score 600. veteran also..562 234 1176  call or text locations, option fees, 100 % disable veteran, ready for a home to heal broken hearts. Help me?

Notes to the dead and lifeless friends, and family members, foes that expire have a moment in time and space when I am writing greetings to the deceased. My mother, my grandmothers, my brother, and lots of aunts and uncles that have cross over the River of Jordan...Ghosts and spooks to light up your world, and tell the stories of the people that created you.

You are your family, three parts of life to live, as a child, as a parent, and as a grandparent, teacher or student your whole life. Mountains to climb, that you get to choose, at the pace you set for the brighter dazes over the rainbows.

Snakes in the Grass: Cows,Steers, Queers, Fags, and Fag hags one and two Sheri and hairless freak Rachel Jarrot, hell hounds or land whales to date. Ready for What? Steven Jay Jarrot of Anyway Transportation in Paradise West Drive #2, La Quinta ,Ca lives with his mother ...

Girls that became mothers, girls that became mothers and teachers, girls that became doctors, girls that were the examples for the other girls behind them. Mothers and grandmothers of the girls to women, practice done over time and forever.

Teachers or students the girls match the skills to the acts of kindness needed for the big pictures, on the roads to greatness, gifts to share with the stories told. Gifts to share of the bumps in the road, gifts to share of the tales with the snakes in the grass, tips on the wolves dressed like sheep.

Tales and tweets of the fools, frogs, and freaks that party and play life away, for the gods in the center of the earth, hell hounds on the faces of the freaks out to party and play life to death.

Dream life for the fool, dream life for the fake friends, dream life for the freaks out at night, that party and play life on the beach, date a whale on the beach for the sex, drugs and the good looks. Dreams of your?

Snakes in the Grass: Cows,Land whales: Rachel or Sheri Jarrot, lovers with Steven Jarrot 7608512267, Ready for What?

Snakes in the Grass: Cows,Cattle, And Cattlecalls, Ready for What?: Steven Jay Jarrot of Anyway Transportation at  Paradise West Drive, momma's boy toy for life?

So the tale is about a guy and a girl who had been traveling together for a season, and when the season was up, had to redone parts that had not been completed. Most of the people that cross our paths, are there for a season, reason or a cause. Tell are also there to teach us lessons, or be a blessing to have come across because of the pores of sunshine and happiness they bring, and there could be other good factors to consider also. Happy times are here again for Sheila, and the lessons that needed to be learned have been studied well. Lessons learned and time to move on and out.

Have been searching for the missing pieces of my life, have turned to write the facts and the fiction out of the dazes on the beach.

Love the ocean blues, love to watch the ocean at work, love to write messages in the sand, blowing winds across the shores.

Never been in a boat just to sail the day away, have been on boats to go fishing, and to go fishing for shell fish to eat, have more dreams of sailing the ocean blue.

More questions up in the air about the lights that shine bright, and the plans, goals, and dreams in action to complete, and a place to stay closer to the beach. New friends, and more wind under my wings, and the beginning of growth and changes. 

That is just the tip of the mountain, and a few tips about what kind of person that I am. I am a veteran that write stories for other veterans get their benefits, my gift to share. Have dreams of more education, and have to be a little more stable for that in my mind. Help me climb the mountains to greatness?

Angels above, sights to see the undead and the unstable, spooks that appear for the corrections need for a night of peace. Gifts of words need to tame the beasts on the left side of the graves. Graves to me and graves to me, busy dying daily, joys and pains with the bumps in the road.

Lessons to learn, dates to set for the joys and pains of growth and rolling with the flow of the river. Oceans and seas of chance to take for the better dazes over the rainbow, gifts to share with the tales and stories of the undead and unstable.

Friends, family members and foes thanks for the crossroad turns to take on the faces of the freaks out at night, to party and play to death, good times on the beaches.

Hope helps clean the nightmares, of life in hell with the frogs and gods from the center of the earth. Devils or seven snakes within the tribe members.

Last rites of passage on the dark side of the moon, horses racing on the sands of time, water for the rats at the end of the races done daily.

Horses to walk after a long run on the shores on the sands of time, racing for the end of the rainbows, and the pots of gold, gifts to share. Words and gifts of the tales and stories of the bumps in the road here. 

 Not a dream life for me,  nor my girlfriends, so many stories to share: would not want to live on the sides of the roads, waiting for tricks, dicks, and freaks out at night, for the good times RV camping. Dream life for the cattle, dream life for the jackasses, dream life for the butches, dream life for the bitches, dream life for the freaks out for the easy life.

Views of the ocean in a dated RV without running water to wipe your ass is not the live for the driven. Gifts to share for a life of hardships, frogs to date for the cash, freaks to suck for the 420 trades, dicks to suck for the oral talents to shine.

What a life? What a nightmare for a life, dreams of the flipping of the cards, dreams of a better daze with out the trick, dreams of a better daze with a house, dreams of a host of angels full of sugar and spice for the girls in training. Gifts to share with the lessons learned daily bread for the sinners and the saints, wishes on a star. Hopes, prayers, wishes, desires floating, searching for places to land. Pieces of a dream in action, flipping the cards, flipping the coins, taking the high roads to greatness.

 Dreams of yours also?

So the tale is about a guy and a girl who had been traveling together for a season, and when the season was up, had to redone parts that had not been completed. Most of the people that cross our paths, are there for a season, reason or a cause.

Tell are also there to teach us lessons, or be a blessing to have come across because of the pores of sunshine and happiness they bring, and there could be other good factors to consider also. Happy times are here again for Sheila, and the lessons that needed to be learned have been studied well. Lessons learned and time to move on and out.

How to be positive during the bumps in the road, gifts to share on the sad times, when we;Fail. To fail means - first attempt in learning, same definitely mistakes made, have to learn
new skills. Practice make perfect skills over time.

End does not mean just over and done, it means efforts never dies. No means - next opportunity. Just to let you know.

Thor Dreams

Recapitulate Lessons
Confessions of gifts to share, tales, stories, tweets, moments to reflect on the lessons learned. The Lord is my shepherd, songs to sing from the mountain tops, a psalm of David, the 23rd. God's of the heavens, gods of the earth, gods all around or merry men and maids to be thankful for the gifts of life on the right side of the grave.

John Grisham- book called, "Confession", a story about lies told to the tune of a lie, and death to the wrong man. Matters of black and white tales of justice, and doing the right thing, pass the time limits set on one life lost. Example for the snakes in the grass, another frog on the low road to self-centered gains. A dog with excuses for bad behavior and being rotten apple of mankind.

Notes to share of the good, bad, and ugly deeds share in a fake life created for the looks on a dark side of a mean and nasty man created. Show life for a different angle. Love the story, and all the rest create  and written by John Grisham, over time in my life. Stories to grow older with.

Fauxs, fake, and copy cats, chances to be redone or reduced to stories created base on facts. Notes of an everyday earth angel or a pixie, or a fairy. Happy is the choises daily made, stories, tales and tweets created to see the lights in the dark period lived. Trips to hell, trips on sidelines of life, with hell hounds.

Reasons to share with the unstable and undead, people that live in darkness all their lives. Truthfull and honesty ,twisted and bend, hell hounds, frogs and toads. Tales written to find the lights on in darkness, life camping in a RV with a green eyed ďevil, with 7 snakes  within  each tribe members. Excuses and fingers to point at others for their deeds and actions that leave more quest ions on the meaning of love and devotion in their world in the darkness.

Tales told and written, crimes done by land whales, incest relationships in the family, sex with kids, tricks, drugs and shallow, self-serving, selfish and dung swingers. Lessons learned  about twisted views of hairless kids, blonde bottle bimbo-a hairdresser that lives in baseball caps. Example of down and dirty freaks, jackasses, fruits and nuts. Schools of Hard Knocks same as stupid  out of the gate, lessons learned, no harm and no fouls.




Happy  for the changes in blue state of mind, new horse and pony shows to do now. Mountain choose to climb higher in the sky. What a great day on the right side of the grave, Graves to you and graves to me, jumps for joys  and pains on the right sides, in the sunny dazes on earth, to share once again.

Delighted with the giant, happy with tall warrior, merry with joys and pleasures with dream partner of the days to cum. Wise, witty, charming, tall tree to stand taller than the images of Thor.
Classic blonde hair long, muture, secure, lover to go the distance over time and space. Thanks again for strangers to friends, searches  over and done. Caught the best male fish in the sea.

Giant Steps.Back to the start, boy meets girl, calls on the phone, chat about life, what was, and what will be. Remember the time...

Viking Kings.Goats, love and hate: horns on a goat, wise woman in movie "The Vikings ", 9th or 10th century, her wisdom to share. Tony Curtis and Kirk Douglas, brothers from different mothers. During that time period, countries were at war, and the life was spent fighting for more riches. Vikings and the English, ships on water to steal goods, people, and riches, that was their lives then. My views to create and share now.Giant Steps.Back to the start, boy meets girl, calls on the phone, chat about life, what was, and what will be. Remember the time...

Gifts of tales of the giant vikings and the battles fought. Fighting for rights, battles for a lady love captured, a pawn in arms for the trade was original idea that changed over time. Wars, raids, attacks on land, by ships made for the arts of giant vikings. Big men with big egos, born to the rites to rule in the lifestyle given. Hard dazes, temple trades, head knocking, schools of Hard Knocks to attend, lessons to learn with weapons in hand.Giant Steps.Back to the start, boy meets girl, calls on the phone, chat about life, what was, and what will be. Remember the time...

Love and hate, the horns of a goat, flip side of the coin, gifts shared. Happy and sad tales, gifts to share, hope floating for rites of passage, seas of tears. Lessons  learned, classes on classic tales shared over time and lifestyle crossed. Life changes, life in the shadows, and light is brought to matters of the heart.Giant Steps.Back to the start, boy meets girl, calls on the phone, chat about life, what was, and what will be. Remember the time...

Life in the shadows, gift of tales, of the good times, sad stories and the lessons learned to share. Gifts of seas of tears spent, climbing back up to brighter dazes, out of hell created for love and devotion. Bent and twisted views of land whales, cows on land, whales that live on land or in the 7 seas. Giant Steps.Back to the start, boy meets girl, calls on the phone, chat about life, what was, and what will be. Remember the time...

Happy and delighted with the river rides, friends with tales of living life as an adventure, a journey for two. Giant John, jack of all trades, climbing the bean stocks, getting the geese to lay golden eggs. Giants like John, an adventurer, a warrior, a mate for the trips around the world. Prince or King John, giant with natural blonde hair with blue eyes. God's  eyes were blue also. 

Loved the movie, loved the story told, love the two brothers and the battles won and lost. Stories told of the secret in the closets, secrets kept, and the damages done in the dark. Happy and delighted to share the flip side of the coin, 54 ways to play this hand. Trips  to the moon, trips  to the Renaissance fairs, trips to the castles, dream life in motion now to live. Giant man, family man, warrior from the distance past, as a cowboy now from Texas by way of California, what a delightful man, lover to last a lifetime or two.

Peace and love by the seas, good times, happy and stoned daily treats, tips, tales, and stories of the rocking and rolling on the seas and the seasons, sailing the 7 seven seas. Vikings, German Yunker or not, daily dancing to the tunes of a better life, in love, in like with Sleeping Beauty, Cinderella, or the little  Mermaid. Dreams that have come to life.

God is light, god is love, god is stories around the world, tales of love, stories of hate, goats and sheep, kids will play. Classes on lovers and haters, snakes and frogs, tales to spin, good times. Birds and bees, monkeys to dodge, trips to hell and back, gods know. Tales of joys and pain, God know, faces of snakes and frogs, God notes, tales to tell, birds in trees. Birds and dogface butterflies, in dogwood trees, like Jesus Christ, hanging for sins. Monkeys and snakes in pack, in the dogwood trees, swingers to dodges, games to play. 

Fairy tales combined, Disney dogs-Lady and the Tramp, Cinderella, the Little Mermaid, Snow White, and the Lion King. Take your pick, stories told at Harvard University, fairy tales and the hidden massages, courses to take for the true meanings of love and the cycles we live. Always a teacher or a student, every day on the right side of the graves, lessons to learn daily gifts to share. Dream life created with a giant, John or Jack, never Jesus Christ, not that fairy tale used for the groups of frogs, called army in herds. Thor is the picture of man of dreams today. Older, wiser, mature, and delighted with the image of a lady to love. Happy to be off of the market, delighted not to be still a fish in the seas.

Love and hate, horns to blow, horns of a goat, horns on a sheep, not today: chronic sex freaks do not understand ever. Happy and delight, happy and gay, happy to share, the classes on love and hate. Classes on love and devotion, goodness and mercy, angels to see. 

Rats Snakes Baked, Brain Shorts....Mob Poker:Ready for dream woman for Steven Jarrot? ..... Where is My Mind (1988) ✌✨🌏💫😉👍✨ Buttercup ...One or two more acts of folly should, thereafter, not matter very much at all.".Trust Someone Depends on Their Response to This Moral Dilemma...🎵🎼🎶🎻🎻🎶🎼🎵

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Waves, winds, winter, pebbles to shores, rights to reasons, hearts and flowers, gates and doors, sons to shine, dances in the streets, hands to hold, walks in the parks, boys to men, men to boys, decades of history to share. Back to the start, boy meets girl, calls on the phone, chat about life, what was, and what will be. Remember the time...

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Just to let you know, things that may help you see the light, love, lust, lucky breaks. Treat her right, or watch some other guy do it for you.Dreams In Motions:Lucky Breaks: Lessons Learned. 🇺🇸🇺🇸. Tales from the dark sides of the moon. Hares Lost, Girls In Red Hoods. How to Grow .BE YOUR OWN BOSS❤❤ Have a blessed day! ⭐

 Its About The Sunshine, About The Tests Over Time.Giant Steps.Back to the start, boy meets girl, calls on the phone, chat about life, what was, and what will be. Remember the time...

Working has become the norm for the elderly in Singapore, where the employment rate for people over 65 has jumped in the past decade.Love and hate, horns to blow, horns of a goat, horns on a sheep, not today: chronic sex freaks do not understand ever. Happy and delight, happy and gay, happy to share, the classes on love and hate. Classes on love and devotion, goodness and mercy, angels to see. 

Rats Snakes Baked, Brain Shorts....Mob Poker:Ready for dream woman for Steven Jarrot? ..... Where is My Mind (1988) ✌✨🌏💫😉👍✨ Buttercup ...One or two more acts of folly should, thereafter, not matter very much at all.".Trust Someone Depends on Their Response to This Moral Dilemma...🎵🎼🎶🎻🎻🎶🎼🎵 Giant Steps.Back to the start, boy meets girl, calls on the phone, chat about life, what was, and what will be. Remember the time...