sunday morning mourning

.......Yes I do believe in a "Gods Day" .......with the making of a call at six... in amazement that is.. is a -------up.. state of concussion.. what is to day.. like being shaken violently.. in a stunning.. damming way.

a code of values. .that questions the integrity .. of the one that jumps to answer. want to believe it .... you may have to stay.. inter the one you know.. like a common building block... build them here until he lets you go..

you can get on what ties this early.. ........defiantly .. is not like any other way..

it is different..it is existing within the mind... intrinsic....as the brightness of a star.... inherent in my thinking is where you are.. write... explain it .. so that the ones important .. in their internal dialog will surely hear you say ........he is so wrong. so out of touch ... how are we going to believe it ... are you going back.. to see if you are right... you are going find that you are... no need to go so far....that is how you believe ... .........because of your mind... you will find a way to define.. the essential qualities of meaning ..... meanings just so fine..

• define what was said on that day... when you do...
• you will feel so much better enter..just stay... . in the softness of laying there.. get up and take a look at what you did without thinking ... an enclave of thoughts.....like a breeze coming our way.. ........without being what you thought was going to happen .. ........unclogging things we say.. ........he is on his way.......
• in the air of a plane that we .. as integuments.... enclosing... covers of dismay... continue more at thatch .. alarmed at what we now say... .........a change without preparation .. abrupt anticipation. now.......this very day... forget about the goodness that you are feeling.. forget about finding the gold... the richness of a once is very strange... ..........a Averyl not to happen cold.... forever in your mind...a daily thing you live with... ..........amazed that you don't... amused that it does not happen ... ..........disapointment...but not surprised.. happens every day..
• HAPPENS EVERYDAY ..........at much to my dismay... Sunday morning ..........mourning