Friday, September 21, 2018

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They all say hey Greg. And I say hey. I go to the porch.

Everything is beyond beautiful. Like this is an unbelievable Heaven,

white cotton and blue denim. Deep black hair. Holy brown eyes.



. . .  The floor in front of the couch is slippery.

Tears stream down my face for 30 minutes strait

because I am overcome by bliss, ecstacy, nirvana, heaven

and completion

and

weariness.



Sure

that is what happens

.

I need to help myself stop this mad ness ,

Deplorable , soul consuming , time killing

gross fantasies

I am sorry , Everyone .

I am going to stop . And do anything other than do something

like this again .

The End

Love ,




make Love on Earth

She becomes the size of Earth and I the size of Mars

the hImalayas

Life-creating milk for the

Cosmos .....

We have a 400 billion year-Long organization and get almost nothing done

I get a 40 beer-Long bar on the Planet Moon, and we all laugh and Hug FriendLily


Real Ist :

It is some time after the year 2020 A. D.

I am driving through Waco, Texas.





















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