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Friday, July 29, 2011

the Exqusite Pleasure of Extasy, Or the doing very well at living.

First, set up the living as an arrangment that you the orcestra and the conductor are happy with.
Let the pieces once securely entrusted with the life they can give, safely, Push on through to the other side, of course take your time, smell the sights, eat the scenery etc, Send forth out some news of your adventures in travelling. Dont be too shy, be genersou with yu knowledge and that this has not been the first time, no need to be coy or bash ful, except for the coy and bashful, Yes the Exqusite extcasy of a seconds moment of reflection in the tunnel of pain surging forth, into the wide open field of pleasure. Some times the gate swings off its hinges today there's never been a gate, No existance of a wall at all, I ran out on to the field ready to play, holding the ball I have an instant of wanting to change the game, I look around at the bodies of dark matter in their places waiting for the signals they expect, and think how can i disappoint them. And boot the ball from the field. We scramble like a mad dash down the bank into the rivine to rescue the ball the sphere for it's fear of possible danger everything all of them , killers, get there first what will you do, Take the High Road rescue, remantle, re semble, or boot it again, Hero, romantic, or scandal a life on the road, no settling nomad, Democratic gypsies, beginning again. HEre in NZ the English are invading to set it up again.. Utopian living 2011

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