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 Haloween

Haloween
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Oct. 31,2008
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 AS eye condense this soupy itemizage eye get ready for a Holiday.
Hallowweenie This is called Dyed in the Woolen as a Sheep OR Thanzxk be to Frostbite Falls OR Now eye lay mee down to eye for eye confess mye sins eye hide them not but sometimes eye tab the screens a lot the pictures are the same thing over and over the ones eye like eye dare the rest of you to lie and say you never want to sigh to want. TO look upon the things of youth misspent to pretend eye am old enough now to vent to want to look and think that eye could have some. On this day of Holiday eye do not cry but stare hungrily at love and wonder if the things we missed will be enough when love is met she has a name she is so sweet. She it is who loves me may knoe what this is all about the looking glass is darkened in the night but day sufficeth when it cometh to be mine. Not a peeper only but a doer when eye finally meet  her eye will greet her with a welcome kiss even iff this old dehydrate man can gum a steak with just one tooth left in his head eye hate the way eye sound when eye use the one that's gone. Hallowweenie Pparinoia She sent to me a magazine article about a cavern full of crystals. The first thing eye remembered was first thing sending it to her it is the same article from the same magazine eye sent her. It is not the one eye sent her but she searched it out. A thing of pure chance or subliminal warning. Perhaps she keeps everything eye send filled in her brain marking time until she gets a chance to send it back again. Perhaps there is danger in a hidden meaning sent. Pparinoia strikes deep. Perhaps the smaller crystal in the Sword Cave is there because the temperature is more normal but how many times do you hear in any given day that the temperature in a cave is always the same about 65 degrees normal no matter how wide the cavern no matter how deep perhaps a cavern is different than a cave. Perhaps the larger crystal in the Crystal Cave is there that way because the temperature was not normal but way colder almost freezing at that leval. Now we can say that the average temperature theorem is pookie shoot. People usually come up with and say such silly things because they want desperately to survive. Perhaps she means to drop me in the cavern to see iff eye can find the way out no spelunker eye. Just now eye twisted my watch around unclasped it and put it back on upside out so the watch face is hard for them who do so to read and for others to see the time in case eye get dropped in the Cavern of Time. Falling past the wayside and yet living is not wrong. Looking learning yearning wanting hope. Please don't defer too long unto mye Pparinoia. SocietalPoeticality For iff ewe believe in Newtonian Gravity then you could move a mountain by severing the base from the earth and watching it fall up into space. See the mountain go. See the mountain fall. For the Mountain is growing up from the Earth the most simple cut of all sever the base the mountain will then lift off. There are more homeless people who live in the rain then three car garages in Spain. The narrow focus of a homeowner is the roof with the holes he cannot seem to patch them he cannot get the money to pay a roofer by the hour he will not make a patch himself he is too busy of a man to work like that and so he watches as his roof caves in. He could have sent his son to open up the attic and patch in some small fashion but he neglected such a crafting. So now the roof is gone. SocietalPoeticality Everyone just go and have a gooder Holiday avoid depression this year Do not Drink or Drive anywhere.


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