Twirling feet

Twirling feet and it makes little to no sense for an outcome.  Is sleeping in short supl-I need that...

Roaming changes be dropped

I out and free, yet I chose a measure if foolishness!

Mixing with heat

white shirt eating chocolate pudding

When did I slant danger?

This speech pending...eating away at the inside.

Shell and auto correct.  

Star

The sight of those points struck joy upon my heart. I faint to see such departure of blood from blood, but can not live with out locating next to the city I love.  What might happen if I face a roaming charge? I see no substitute.  I am blinded and have now desire to see.  

Jet engines rattle beneath me and I am at ease because I am returning home! Electric engines whine as positions shift into flight readiness.

Tar mac to seat...this joy surpassed only by what is coming

Smiles 

Ummmmmmmmmmm

This titanic racing to an end point.  But mine is knowingly aimed.  I aim to sink this boat. I aim to crash this well built hulk of a construct.  I aim to take it down and dismantle via destruction.  

Pointing to a violent end. Fire and twisted metal, I have crossed into the country of crazy.  Craving such an end, and lost in longing to lament.  Can I unsee this eventuality?  Can I pause the pace, please? Wait is that a true desire?  I cast it out in truth.  I see the gore and greatly grieve the horror, but a needed ground zero for building a future.

But here is the gnarly fact, had the titanic aimed...it would not have sunk.

Hair

Can you check my shape?

I need help knowing how the whole thing fits together. 

This is the pose I'm faced with, as bright shining glare takes my feet out from under...

Inside out, I'm dried and drowning.

Pressed into rest, I can't quite see the glasses at nose tip. 

I could do with more but not with less. How does one run at this gate? Lightning of a greenish hue

What was

There has been a change of what can't be. And I am at a loss 

As I am always loosing this is nothing new.

You'll note that it tends to be a you and me type conversation, I just can't brake free

Couldn't 

Brake

Free

Ask

You silly 

hit the sign  as it comes up to hand.

Shift your footing and dance through the saw and spelling.  They are just tricks of the trade.  What awaits is a clear view of the next cloud, so no need to brake neck speed.  Corners ride your edge roughing your smooth. It's normal     

                            and lovely.

Paint runs out and we center in on the benefit of burnt sticks.  Missing the Georgia clay, it's okay.  I need 3D any way so shade

shade away...

a morn

Tortured morning turned silly. 

Making every one weak.

Run aground of immovable land mass.  Those pieces falling out.

Turning up makes for an out come 

             unexpected?

We shall see how to out run.

Those that scamper trailing behind with strings...all those strings shot forward.

To entangle

I shall run them through and snaps be as they may. They maybe sharply letting.  

So be it

Timing

Never on set target

Always falling into the last most unpleasant moment and the film from over head runs into a larger issue of runny noses.  Can we awaken at 6 for the purchase of milk? All say no to that. 

You'd say no to that, while she'd say know to that.  

Running out of options I turn to the left...

Not the opposite of right, but all that is

Don't I see what is going on?

Paypal!!!

That Paypal button really works!  This is SO cool!

This is not a request for funds, I'm just happy I am able to receive this way should people have the desire to donate.  hehe

I don't know your lyrics...

Out and out.

As always and once again

I gesture upward.  As all is found faithful.  He thinks that there is a breaking in such truth but sadly so.  The truth follows and flows inside the water we drink.  Our food fights the false we so frequently choose.  Temporary victory, this is something from which we all suffer.

Truth rules outside of time. It comes up from being buried.  It flys from our chains (and cuffs). It has no master though seeks to serve.

As do I. May I serve truth.

Bits are right

Yes, that is right.these bits they should be here.  They should be running the course and fitting in the right time. Unless on the sided thought.

Bits are left.

large amounts

Time has battled me away from the words.
A refreshing reminder has brought out the truth.

I listen with intent to have more played.
I have a need that is greater than my own silence,
and my own silence is quite strong.

I did so much in the piece by piece, I have lost the whole.
Lost in the maze of a plodding path,
I look up for guiding signs.  There is light that loves to lead.
and that to a place of great joy!
I believe I am rolling down that hill, with a will!

Grand

This grand failure at every step. Is there right in me?

And abused they anker  with wedge in the way.  Perpetually pushed and put off, it's done-ness deliberately delayed.  

It's finding the out...

it's finding out the how and why...

It's the finding it all in my eye...

These weighty troughs be thrown!

I'll serve and conquer the minions in my path!

umm.....WOW

Yesterday was my first Shabbat back in The Land.  It was SO good.
The cool evening breeze. My new family of friends.
To see people.

My heart in two as my blood flows into this land
                                                                       and fed from across the sea.

a tangle of snarl as I unpack to repack
timing short
as I'm away in a few and then back by seven.
A grand day for sisters.

other clarity sharps through as a bell.
I am solid and the frequency moves through me at full speed.
Where is Samuel to decode the rhythm of news and placement?
.. / .-.. --- ...- .

and break from it
Without question the freest I have ever been

Time shrt

Back in Chi Town for an airport stay. 

On the way to my homeland. 

Over ocean and sea,

Oh how I miss thee.

..on both ends of land