| flying dreams
Posted: 12/29/2008 5:18:47 PM | the path (for Drea on her birthday)
the tree people
talk with leaves
that rustle secrets
and earth wisdom
while she dreams
the old ones visit
they walk her path
and whisper true
she weaves in daylight
everyone she loves
within her view
the other side behind her eyes
stands gazing at the new
LS 12/29/08 | |
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| flying dreams
Posted: 12/29/2008 5:37:28 PM | I just wanted to wish you a happy birthday Drea. The snow goose has arrived for you. I definitely hope that this next year will be your greatest ever ... one that is filled with sights unseen, experiences unknown, and love, laughter, and friendships that will keep your heart brightened. And of course, I know how much you cherish your family and the meaning they have in your life and I know they are indeed a blessing to you and an integral part of who you are, so definitely may the bond that is shared continue to grow. Your kindness to me is not forgotten and I hope that I may give you a small repayment by sending you the very best of very best birthday wishes to you. Take care, be careful, and may many blessing be bestowed upon you. Happy Birthday .... my friend. JD
May you lead not by words alone
But also of example shown of heart and soul
And may the Great Spirit be seen in your actions and words
For wise is the one that heeds Nature's calling
For billions of years she has never been wrong
Remember that time is not always measured in years
But by experience, insight, and self-reflection
The day of your birth is much more than an event
It is a permanent linkage in the chain of destiny
Happy Birthday Drea | |
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| flying dreams and other shiny things
Posted: 12/30/2008 1:09:23 AM | told you that I was really bad on that "date shyt"
by the way, merry christmas
now I'll have to change the wrapping from reindeer to candles
gettin' older right at the end of every year must be quite ponderful
yuppers, I like eatin' fried chicken while watching tv in bed
with a sliced whatever on the side fresh from the garden
personally, I only feel older..
when I lose the remote control
gettin another year older just means we ain't dead yet
sometimes, I think we begin to forget
I might as well toss fluffy bunny in a line for lent
"oh, baby.. Oh, Jesus"
you're still sexy to me, darlin
yanno how bad I suck at hallmark
what else does a woman need to hear?
sweet whispers in one's ear?
I'd rather dip bbq sauce out of your navel
use your body as a hot fondue vessel
cavity search you for the remote control
you'd quit hiding the dam.n thing if you were old
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| flying dreams
Posted: 12/31/2008 7:50:43 PM | I have been a bit wordless of late, but you guys touch my heart..
JustDifferent happy to see my tsalagi cousin here..Wado *smile
Dog what would I do without you in my hermits nest..don't know why people don't know you like a VERY few of us do *smile..."simply complicated" *smile.
AF, you know my heart and I know yours..
Ommie, what can I say? sometimes I have thought you are MY twin LOL *smile..no offense to your real twin lol..
brizo you have no idea how true these words have been the last few weeks
while she dreams
the old ones visit
they walk her path
and whisper true
So long since Grandmother J awakened me with dreams, but she always times it perfectly it seems...
HAPPY NEW YEAR TO ALL OF POF's BEAUTIFUL PEOPLE!!!
I AM A MELANCHOLY BLUE CHILD TONIGHT *smile...
ahhh LW, I never forget you are in my circle....
and a huge thank you to my new friend Chris who is one of grandmothers synchronicities no doubt *smile.. | |
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| flying dreams
Posted: 12/31/2008 8:53:44 PM | and a big thanks to my big sister tonight for caring about me and those I love and sending me this link about Pat Ramsey by Jason Richie..
for any addict out there struggling to stay clean....what a testament to the strength inside you just waiting to be tapped...
http://blog.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=blog.view&friendID=183630825&blogID=449852595
edit: i guess if you didn't catch my music post you didn't get that one of the greats died last month and I just found out today..Pat Ramsey, incredible person, best damn blues harmonica in the country!, youtube has some of his licks..rock and roll heaven is jamming now... | |
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| flying dreams
Posted: 1/1/2009 3:22:46 PM | Drea, thanks for the current pic!  Happy New Years! | |
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| flying kites and other watered down wet dreams
Posted: 1/6/2009 6:06:02 PM | just gonna go on a ramble for drea
you got a problem with me loving her?
so much for copacetic
ain't every woman that can be satisfied with a four inch erection 
remember Carry on prom night?
yeah, she's that tight
ain't a fireman, cop or preacher
gonna be her choice if you toss in the devil
ah, yes.. and then there's Dante'
I don't hang out in the mainstream
I could just feel drea blush
thank me very much
that's almost as good as a touch
we're about to see if she can take a compliment
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| Parables of Dreams Prose or Poems
Posted: 1/7/2009 5:14:43 AM | Hmm...
If Odin stared into Zeus's eyes
would he indeed become more wise
Would Friggs soft touch fail to be
as cool as Hera's lithe body
Would Freyrs hand soon be stayed
by Demeters charms through all his days
Would Gungnirs sting, once let fly
topple lovely Steropes through the eye
hephaestus's axe in desparate clamour
fall to mighty thors trusted Hammer
Would Loki dance and Hermes laugh
if all these events came to pass
and is this how it came to be
people follow fishermen from gallilee
If you read the word, believe the rote
then is your sensibility smote
then 2000 years counted on hand
is the merest span of the entire of man
But one young priest had to know
and so upon vast travels did go
He wrote many words they found alarming
for his name was Charles Darwin
and the power of man's science has proved to be
the undoing of these words you see
for under sea and under land
is evidence of Ancient Man
Not descended from snake or apple
but evolved from constant grapple
the struggle to survive
the urge to mate
is what developed the high primate
and for this priest
his eyes did see
another way for man to be
and so for him it was his conclusion
the good book was that of evolution | |
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| Parables of Dreams Prose or Poems
Posted: 1/9/2009 11:32:12 PM | Thanks Doggie..but, you gotta quit waking me at 3 a.m. lol..
Interesting response Druid..waiting for more to ponder....I like to ponder *smile.
The Tenth Try
(Jim Carroll)
I owe a lot to someone
I've watched her tear
fall like an icarus
it was like a star
which is the sun
who is me.
it won't be long
that I will look up
and feel the sounds again
that I pretend sometimes
that they are gone forever.
the steps are simple
to walk in this universe
you must feel each one distinct
as if someone had died
their faces designating each constellation.
you realize
what connects the time you spent
lying on the lawn you remember
is not so long before
and, say, the beauty of the statue
you saw last monday an angel there
her lips hung over the garden, the stone garden.
that connection
is not so easy finding it
in one's mind
and yet the solution
is but a clue...the garden, the stone garden..
to all you have meant to me
and why this is so.
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| Parables of Dreams Prose or Poems
Posted: 1/10/2009 1:27:25 AM | Hey Drea
your welcome..:)
well...yonder ponder often makes the heart grow fonder.
it was recently ( in the last week or so) darwins anniversary so to speak | |
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| Parables of Dreams Prose or Poems
Posted: 1/14/2009 12:56:32 PM | druid, I didn't know it was Darwins anniversary so to speak.
thanks...a controverisal subject for sure *smile.
Night's Playground
meet me after dark
in dreams we
can return
that place where
the hunger
melts into clouds
of many whispered kisses
as pure as a baby's breath
there we
remember
the answers to
"who am I?" | |
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| Parables of Dreams Prose or Poems
Posted: 1/14/2009 2:14:13 PM | Not Dreaming of a White Christmas
My first lesson on the quantum physics of a snowblower
Those down south use a different version that mulches grass
Not the smoking kind although that hog of a machine knew
How to throw snow in the right direction
The contrails were visible to the naked eye
As my body was driven like a wind sock behind
Hands that administered the soft touch
And right caress to bring a groan out of the depths
Also the desire to achieve the minimum of effort. | |
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| Parables of Dreams Prose or Poems
Posted: 1/17/2009 7:40:13 AM | lol lol
now autumn would have you believe she was actually on the street blowing snow with some big ol machine BUT wiki gives us a different version lol.
"As my body was driven like a wind sock behind
Hands that administered the soft touch
And right caress to bring a groan out of the depths
Also the desire to achieve the minimum of effort."
WIKI DEFINITION
Snowblowing-
Kissing your partner after they ejaculate in your mouth, without expelling the semen.
SORRY Autumn Fantasy, YOU KNEW I HAD TO DO IT ..at least I put it on my thread and not the Age of Innocence *smile.
Thanks BRIZO...seems I am dreaming again...or as our Dog here says, fluffy bunny thinking again LOL | |
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| Parables of Dreams Prose or Poems
Posted: 1/17/2009 12:34:01 PM | Thanks Cloud !
Grandmother confusing me today *smile..
Mysterious one misunderstood .Red Hot Chili Peppers
Thanks from Me to You
where you've been
few will ever go
pain
color blind to
unseen blues
Gods Euphoria
thru
you
I feel me
"dressed like a wedding cake"
no stone left
unturned
Thank You
for being
just you
"easily bruised, easily bored"
*smile
Slow Cheetah Lyrics
Artist(Band):Red Hot Chili Peppers
Waking up dead, inside of my head
Would never, never do, there is no med
No medicine to take
I’ve had a chance to be insane
Asylum from the falling rain
I’ve had a chance to break
It’s so bad, it’s got to be good
Mysterious girl misunderstood
Dressed like a wedding cake
Any other day and I might play
A funeral march for Bonnie Bray
Why try and run away?
Slow cheetah come before my forest,
Look like it's on today
Slow cheetah come, it's so euphoric,
No matter what they say
I know a girl, she worked in a store
She knew not what her life was for
She barely knew her name
They tried to tell her she would never be
As happy as a girl in a magazine
She bought it with her pay
Slow cheetah come before my forest,
Look like it's on today
Slow cheetah come, it's so euphoric,
No matter what they say
Everyone has so much to say
They talk, talk, talk their lives away
Don’t even hesitate
Walking on down to the burial ground
It’s a very old dance with a merry old sound
Looks like its on today
Slow cheetah come before my forest,
Look like it's on today
Slow cheetah come, its' so euphoric,
No matter what they say
Slow cheetah come before my forest,
Look like it's on today
Slow cheetah come, it's so euphoric,
No matter what they say | |
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| Parables of Dreams Prose or Poems
Posted: 1/17/2009 6:37:25 PM | Well, since I just found out your "pet name" is fluff bunny, I figured I'd stop by with with a post of your favorite word....I mean really, who'd have thunk?
Origin of Fuck.
(Think Dennis Leary came up with this)
Spoken:
Perhaps one of the most interesting words
In the English language today is the word fuck
Out of all the English words that begin with the letter "f"
Fuck is the only word that is referred to as the "f"word
It's the one magical word
Just by it's sound can describe pain, pleasure, hate and love
Fuck, as most words in the English language, is derived for German
the word "fleckin" which means to strike
In English fuck falls into many grammatical categories
As a transitive verb for instance
"John fucked Shirley."
As an intransitive verb
"Shirley fucks."
It's meanings not always sexual
It can be used as an adjective as in
"John's doing all the fucking work."
As an adverb
"Shirley talks too fucking much."
As an adverb enhancing an adjective
"Shirley is fucking beautiful!"
As a noun
"I don't give a fuck!"
As a part of a word
"Absofuckinglutly!"
or
"Infuckincredible!"
And as almost every word in the sentence
"Fuck the fucking fuckers."
But you must realize there aren't too many words
With the versatility of fuck
As in these examples describing situations such as
Fraud
"I got fucked at the used car lot."
Dismay
"Ah fuck it!"
Trouble
"I guess I'm really fucked now."
Aggression
"Don't fuck with me buddy"
Difficulty
"I don't understand this fucking question"
Inquiry
"Who the fuck was that?"
Dissatisfaction
"I don't like what the fuck is going on here."
Incompetence
"He's a fuck off"
Dismissal
"Why don't you go outside and play hide-and-go fuck yourself?"
I'm sure you can think of many more examples
With all of these multipurpose applications
How can anyone be offended when you use the word?
We say use this unique, flex-able word more often in your daily speech
It will identify the quality of your character immediately
Say it loudly and proudly!
FUCK YOU!
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| Parables of Dreams Prose or Poems
Posted: 1/17/2009 11:21:57 PM | Playfulness is a warm blanket on a cold night
Fires up the jets ready for take off
A snowblower is akin to a vibrator
Licks up the white stuff
As it’s being tossed to the wind
And haphazardly ends up back on your face
Always a surprise. | |
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| Parables of Dreams Prose or Poems
Posted: 1/18/2009 3:50:05 AM | since I'm still up..
stranger things have happened than fluffy bunnies and dogs gettin along
just ask grandmother
she knows
I'm all stuck into this silence mode tonight
trying to squeeze out another day before light
you should make me a quilt
I'll build a fire and kill us some food
no tofu
I guess I'll have to gut it too
 coffee substitute | |
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| Parables of Dreams Prose or Poems
Posted: 1/19/2009 6:23:23 AM | Autumn wrote about her snow blowing:
<div class="quote">Fires up the jets ready for take off
A snowblower is akin to a vibrator
Licks up the white stuff
and ya'll just thought I was joking about Autumn and her snowblowing escapades lOL.....we may get the TRUE story before she's done LOL LOL.
and that dog I swear...as I foraged my freezer hunting for food yesterday he emailed that he was fvking chickens all day with something wrapped in bacon lol lol lol....
you guys have to be careful what you write to me
my vision problem eliminates whole words and even entire sentences at times
I think he may have been fvking with a chicken recipe or something, but I don't know for sure ..it is THE DOG after all and he likes to make me blush lol lol...
o.k. no more f words when the page turns lol...
EDIT: oops missed Brizo who is looking mucho hot in her new boots *smile....hows the conjugating going..
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| Parables of Dreams Prose or Poems
Posted: 1/19/2009 11:17:22 AM | y'all ever notice that you can't stuff nothin in a chicken neck?
but, the hole in their ass is nice and fat?
thaw 'em first, huh?
I just slide 'em on and stand over the coal
spin 'em on my rotisserie
when I cum it looks like the chicken's puking
 I bought a couple of those lil debbie pie things.. you been peekin, brizo? | |
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