Tune in, turn it up, throw back. Living on a razor thin margin of sanity precludes a wide range of social interactions. Making a mess of at least one life requires some blame tossing name games. Danged if you do, danged if you don't, though. We can blame the government, the Christians, the Muslims, the Communists, the capitalists, the socialists, the humanists, the Rastafarians, or just any group we want to for the ills that ill us. Why do they hate us? They don't hate us. They just hate you. Porque demando proque?
Sing with all your heart every song that you love.
there's not enough of it
Look for all your worth at everything that you love.
vision is limited
Smell deep that beautiful scent of the human you love.
they may not stay on earth
Dance with every ounce of energy you have every day.
it's good for the heart
It's not my parade yet, but I'll tag along behind the marching band. Yes, I will dream. Good parents, silk b-ball nets, grass infields, tall trees and shade, creek swims, summer watermelons, and the comfort of autumn fill a lot of my dreams. Gotta practice for Heaven. Just clap yer hands. Everybody, now.
It's raining and it's great. The reservoirs got low last summer, so we need every drop of rain that we can get.
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