The time masters

Again Saturday I face the weekend

The time Lords from way back were the Catholics

Today five days where work and commerce can be oppressive

Week ends are not just fun times but recovery times

Then Sunday the quite and religious activity are another oppressor

It is not so bad really

There is a lot to be grateful about

But the deal may not be so sweet

As it seems

Because sometimes at midnight

You can almost hear the drunken screams:

It's carnival!

It's carnival!

And a scary pill is dropped in a woman's drink...

I found one place of hope.

And there seems to be lots of dream killers amuck and for decades.

Angels at it again?

It's possible.

I think there are even some Christmas ducks around.

If Angels are coming again and my radar picks them up you'll know.

But this full moon seems utterly mysterious,

And I'm not talking about cows or lunatics okay?

Negative is not a bad thing since negative things do come up.

But if we think about them too much it can be a much more serious matter in more ways than one.

I learn more about my country.

If anything I am more confused.  It seems we could be called a very organized country.  And   even an odd place, perhaps a bit happy with itself.  Modernity which is kind of understood is evolving.  It seems that for all the greatness of our country we are a country less United and desiring some central things most people can agree on.

Love is not a silly sappy word because:

Much depends on love as it enhances the good of everything.

In a world of pen pals...

Today the wind is in my sails and the joys are inside me.

Give to those who may not be giving.

That is what must be done at times

There are times which seem so new

But new doors are like invention

Love is nothing new.

Leather fits well in the cold of winter.

You not seen the crystal sky

OR THE SUN HAS GONE UP

HOLDING OUR HANDS

AND I LOVE YOU

I DO.