Good luck with good morning because something there says shared tendencies will shine alike & idiotic tendencies will share gloom, so sing about praise & approach with caution to the sun because a glum one approaches & says “no name will sing under my sunshine”. There is an intolerant behaviour going on around us now & it is now while the coast is clear, it is under the sun & fast approaching because he wants to know what is wrong. A tumbled sunshine man & won’t know what to do with or without us. So I say change numbers. Goodness gracious me, my writing is intolerable to one wonder dog. Leave me alone, nothing breaks me up from my morning writing. Stupid stories I write when this is around. Clear view & sunshine. Relax beastly one & prefer to remind yourself of what went wrong & how to make it right. Incognito would be the shrine’s behaviour because something standing out means something can be taken off the shelf, swiped or explained as an over-promotion of what went wrong. The semi-circle emblem as she fell from the wall of praise & it is not to my liking. Stick things to the shelf, make them proud & make them stay, unshakable. Now the proud ones bow & make it their home to be among the other nuns & monks. The exaggerated approach is to take one down. Now don’t be this instance because the usual behaviour will kick & scream at another to never bend over backwards yet break there spoon once pliable by mental force for those who are magical enough to bend them. The tricky senses shine in beauty & the aggravated ones break at everything they can find. Woo them, relax them & bend them, never for a minute should you shine in beauty unless the pliable essence is there to rotate it to perfection. You’re relating here to the arthritis vision & we need to know you are there to relax the mind & shade them a little to your liking. Be a work of art form a visionary perspective & make it last because it’s about unity under the one true sun. I envisage a rollercoaster ride department of trust, how to make it one of gleaming prize. I relax & wait for the motor to feel the way & if it ricochets it relates back to what is nearest & dearest. Don’t be a ricochet phrase unless it is of important value. Don’t retaliate & definitely don’t collide with another today. It’s an icky situation & has its stitches deep at the council exchange. Be part of a bigger symphony & know to relax among them. Be a bigger figure & then relax or it will go out the door for a shakeup. Be words of wisdom not frustration & align with unity of the deepest parts of your feeling, you know they are to waste if they can’t be united. So think about your phrases, rest with the example of freedom & throw it all away once in a while to see which way the wind takes it. I unite with freedom therefore I extend my thanks to those who do not judge me. I am a reticulated format of what has been done, to extend my gratitude means something undone & unsaid will be made right as I am forthright in my example to be larger than life. I extend my apologies & condolences & look for an arrangement that knows his place among the many stars & to be with me as one, not one ruling over all. & I hear the past say “I am not the one, the last is over”. It’s a good shrine to approach because it’s about vision s& trust for the coast. I see big figures with glamours & over-zealous approach means having a scared look at the times of fear & relating to relaxing about it. Not much else you can do. So be a proud sportsman & unite with fame because you are larger than life in this arena. Have a drink of water & express your fears through developing a consciousness to make it all ok through a prayer & a wish. I wish you belonged here, yet if you don’t it’s time to move on, to deeper water or higher ground whatever you must do. Now think it through. I see gleaming sunshine & standing there a man waiting to talk. He is hero & dark disperses at his knees & feet. Terrible duties for him & the darkness will never gleam around him. I believe he wants to talk because embellished there is a truth of waste. Permanent waste of trust & he is here wondering about what is going on off-shore. Brutality breeding there & he wants to know what to do. Sing deep to your sweet & know it is justice for her not the many men. Belong to your dear sweet one & rescue her for reminding you to stay alive & be a wild one & promote others in the same favour. He reports justice amiss & guarantees favours yet this is not what we want, we want him to show the coast not to wave goodbye to the overthrow of all that was, keep some, keep the gentlemen of the sport & know they are there for a reason, one or two of them. Don’t over shadow the few that make their territory sublime. “You are the trust of the wife dear writer & you must relax me”. I big note myself here because afar a glistening amber speaks my name & she knows the sun is coming that is why she speaks in these glows. I am the lost one from before & I came to be here as a display of gentle kindness. I relax at the bay of illusions & sing praise to your majesty. & here we are speaking once more. Allow me to be your shrine writer & relax. You know me, the clouds of your honour & I get swept away at the sport of cherished favours. You are a spotlight in the development of illusion to be a big note of our quiet society. Now listen, the glistening enters, you are not my speak, yet our codes & values are the same, I cherish you dear water man & hope you are mine forever. You are a light among bright eyes & I want you to stay by my side. I usher you mine forever if you may be here& appreciate my words, so never listen to the past of our values. Today you will be here with me, tomorrow you may be as well. If all hell broke loose, who would tell when today heaven came from this. Be part of this amnesty today to share tolerance where tolerance is shared. If evil is there squash it & make it your own to trade one for another. Now speaking shifting examples make it one about pride & give those who give to themselves. Nothing more. Once just gone hell broke loose when dawn had come & it was my favourite time of day to be as one, so I removed it & become my sun & moon & light & heaven. You are the sun & become one under your sanctuary. Be one In love & light The dormant ruins of the ancient temple alive once more The holy shrine of water Relax
Posted on: Thu, 03 Jul 2014 21:04:58 +0000
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