Saturday, April 2, 2016

sun burns through the clouds and there is a hammer on the block

so what I was thinking was that I would communicate in the written word via these blogs and somehow burning wood in the polish stove would make it all work together in a nice copascetic way that didn't make me feel bugged by brothers and their wives going on with their lives in such a fashion as to obliterate the need for any sort of hierarchy like the ETO would have us believe is the truth...
I think I did that really, I'm grateful that have my little house my love for my partner my two dogs, my goofy kids...(they just never know what it is they want in this life except for my devotion to them)  the urge to have a meal is very strong at this moment, I should wrap up soon and go back to the house for delectable viands...
meanwhile...we kind of broke up the accountable outlay the other day with the vague thirty hitting bases once again got about ten gran out of it in one form or another...never be DT but you know t hat's the breaks on the assumable knowledge portal...all toled...
we've got NKD on the back burner, big ol rosacrucians homing the brick from here to detroit...meanwhile had a bath need anudder...give it to the doggie...keep on pushin' and so on and so forth while we while away the hours wondering where we should be at this moment, of course the threads are warm...no doubt the tankiatopia is the same...and there's my option, DOS gives to AES from P...and P lets it ride to its own advantage at @ and therefore no chillins allowed keeps feet warm at least and so he'll unnnerstan what the given may be./..

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