It was a dark and stormy night...

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Omahg-odd that could raise as many I'z as Rae Stevens in Playing Mysty!

Leaves me right drippy ... and me such a square ...
 
...on a serious side note, can you truly imagine a day, an hour, where EVERYONE was absolutely true to their own best nature...
 
...John Lennon was able to Imagine such a day. Sometimes I can imagine, but then I check out the news and see so many who embrace their own worst nature.
 
And so many are trying to offset that notion that we must stay true to that best nature of ours and are inviting others to
stand firmly in Love. To shake off the unreality hate brings and the chaos that actually can be healed if we let it.
So the churches and all Faiths offered prayers for peaceable solutions.
 
If we truly loved everything (god) would there be requirement for gross understanding ... a devil of a thing for those pre disposed to hate learning and hades (sacred wisdom) in the light of all we don't know that is subtle in light of physical perspectives ...

But we are not allowed to say this ... if not forensically certified ... psychology for the love of it is out ... only for the elite (who probably hate their work)! Look at how many professional mini steroids are grumpy and staid ... stuck?
 
You just never know said:
stuck like somebody poured Elmer's glue into their shoes. And the person caught with glue on their hands is...
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Where's eL Mire? Enlightened dirt ... people of clay on the surface ... something to be invest-I-gated ... strang emetaphors as peoples word limits that of the eternal word ... sublime, but greater? Truth in a lying mode is buried in myths and Khartoum ... quite comic once the lyre is set ... waiting to be plucked ... a rye Boyd for healing soup?
 
El Mere's what kept the rabid stuck to the earth ... wee bunnies do torment the cultivators ... in post time they learn about growth and ... how in mortal realms it should be curtailed or mellow doubt! A apocalyptic flash ... as if it just came into sight (insight)!

So many ways to say things so that those that wish can remain stunned ... thus wee move on ...
 
the story moves rapidly to Balmoral Castle in Scotland, where our intrepid team, (whose composition, etc., have totally escaped THIS author), gets to meet the Queen of England! In so doing,
 
they discover the Queen can do pirouettes behind the back of visiting dignitaries. And for another fun side to the monarch we were quite amazed when she suggested a game of kick the can using her crown as the can. All the fun ended abruptly, however, when Prince Phil showed up and said, "...
 
....do you think it's time to kick that "old can" to your son Charles before William picks it up?
 
To which Liz replied, "I'm not ready for the knackers yard yet Phil and besides Charles seems pretty content with his life." And then Harry burst into the room and said, "you know Gran...
 
I think you are not the intended recipient of the city! How dare you think you can get a chance to win the game?"
 
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