Paths Taken, Steps To Heaven, Drama Dreams

Rainbow dreams, rainbow colors, rainbows in the people that you meet, Christ in lights, Jesus The star, good knights. Gifts to share, joy and pains of the bumps in the road, and the pits in the bowls of cherries. Jokes, and song to sing for the good, bad and ugly pieces of the dreams to action. Image to give as a gift to say what, the best frog in the history of Jewish people across the globe, 6 million dead for the dreams of a mad man. Gifts for the future Jewish White-Super-sized Whales in a tribe that loves to cry the blues about their joys and pains in the history of man. Blame who in the game of fingers pointed at others to blame for the holes in you glass houses. This is another great day to be alive, wonder where snake Steven Jay Jarrot, is hiding out still, he made it back from Ventura, California. First of June came around, payday for him, got county check of $850, since he has perfected paying taxes. Yet, he has not find time to cheat death. Steven Jarrot, 7608512267-is trying to cheat death and he has a couple of times at least in the last two years. Steven has been seen, at the apartment building at 277 E. Stevens Road, Palm Springs, California again. He was there on the 3rd of June, to start blowing more smoke up the backsides of Jason and Robert that live at that location in the unit behind the dumpsters, to collect on a car they believed they were buying. Cattle Calling in Desert. Cows,Cattle, And Cattle-calls, Ready for What?...Enough for the Charmed....Game Over......Snakes in the Grass The start of the race was delayed for a lot longer than we wanted, and longer than we knew it was going to be. We had been told that it was still a matter about the money. That has always been the problem, and the time that we spent together, would have to be covered as well. It was not. That is what happens when you do not make plans to do whatever you need to do. My thoughts have been on the kids that have been taken. Funny Tips, Lots of Laughs, Lots Of Love, Lots of Smiles on Faces. Black and white, white and black, both look good, for a back ground, for a pattern of love, shapes of hate and love, in your face. Up your ass, faces of freaks, faces of frogs, ready to kiss ass, writing more shit, to them, history, on the other hands. Not on the same page, not hard to see, black and white notes. Faces, masks on the smiling faces of change in the air, changes in the deep blue seas and the open windows and doors to the new life of bigger and better. Dreams we all have during the night, during the time of sleep, during the time of new plans and goals. Friends, family, and foes in your dreams and the better outcome to the problems on hands. Bumps in the road, and the forks needed for changes, walk alone or find another friend or two to make your day better for this moment into the future. Best wishes, and may all your dream come true, on the blue nights and under the blue stars, when the blue fairies are out to color the night blue. Happy dazes again on a blue haze.