The time is drawing as the song goes from Wednesday to Saturday to Monday.

In the gorrilla cage a man was alone

And the gorilla had a uniform and stood

He kept his rifle by his side as he saluted

And he never let a muscle down

For his silence was words.

Angles bring us the peace

Return the sacred

Renewed for changes

The life is kind

Through a house of dreams

Darling looks with singing swans

It matters and you are

Lifting the window

I can recall those memories

What you know is true

Water remembers it knows

Troubles disappear

So very strange

Making money is really good?

If you answered yes you are like the many make up the most party.

So pull up a chair grab your self a computer and prepare for lift off.

As you chase the million dollars get a good feeling.

That is that you are now rich and happy!

When sexual thoughts happen use the following puritan skills to think pure again:

1.  Breathe rapidly till you pass out

2.  Engage in deep philosophy

3.  Join a science fiction book club

4.  Watch sponge Bob

5.  Get some expert spiritual advise from a hipster

6.  Get a George W fan poster to stare at

7.  Jump up and down

8.  Stick your head in a refrigerator

9.  Become competitive at bingo

10.  Pick someone's nose

If none of these work try becoming all ten!

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In case of emergency flush your toilet and put all your bad fun thoughts into the water and then flush twice if needed then apply mint soap to the rim of the toilet and then apply a power too to the drain pipe while doing kitran

So the eyes

Looking out to the horizon

Waves rippling from afar

Twinkling in sapphire

The wind takes me

It is a genie

Come to free me

In the silence I rise

Birds take flight

I am flashing with coconuts

Songs bounce along

The ropes undone

Taking nothing for nothing

It has a nice ring

Ivy runs through avenues

Hands envelope attitudes

Secrets saying elude

First splash in radiance

Tries the gloves of patience

Raving about Ravens

Trying to say hello.

The information economy is just one of the new changes in America.

We as a nation seem to be getting a bit gutsy and I fear that the consequences is that product capitalism will decline so much that our main products will be fancy yoga and fancy hair cuts.  Definitely not a formula for a great nation, but a nation with great hair cuts and flexible joints.

Imagine a cloud

The thoughts of you

The gardens expand

Many new buds

Love is remembered

In the other world

Eyes light up

Fresh in strange violence

Dice in quicksand roll one's

The emotions fired correction

People were not pretending

And the stage moved suddenly

I could see the landscape

Nature was winning