...we R Billy Bold.. Graham Braziar and the Legionares ..what a fantastic band...Hello Sailor ...back in the day...yet today..meaning ...the light of one's presence N O W...just what is Now... L O V E
Why love ...because it's the echelon ...yet is it certain ...well look at that...I had written a few things...yet on my return..poof ..gone, yes I can re-member...words to the effect of...
...look at gravity, (when I wrote this yesterday I felt the concept of gravity dispersing..as if it were a fabrication of my own mind...programming)..did I rise out of my chair ...apparatically yes...
Intent...bee bold conceptualised in bodhi torque...f#%k it I think it's all a permeatationn of one's own mind,... cept do you own mind...in the moment yes...the now yes...this is love...how one creates n o w..
Not yesterday ...being a mo ment a go....thank goodness for t
Breath..
the movement of air
The ancient one
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Per son a l em power ment So purr (per), the Sun (son) ehhh (a) hope (l) , personal: is the light of hope of oneself personal ... -
The divine pussy, man's wholey quest...or a test of metamorphic genius. Of course it need be neither...instead the sublime difference be...
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