Muddy Feet

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Feats of Mud.

Fear of Flying

[SadLuckDame]

Fear of Flying

Frenchie with a Morton's Fork

Frenchie Flying

[SadLuckDame]

Catching Frenchie with money
Catching Frenchie Withholding money
Frenchie pay up, pay up.

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Testing testing testing 1 ..2...3 testing

thanks for the bit about HyPerStacking it was useful

French Flys
Coffee Tea or me
fry the friendly skys of Air France

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I still don't know anything about hyper-stacking yet.
When I think of it first thoughts are stuffs like first my horoscope, then my Chinese Astrology sign, then my palm, then I remember my name should be stacked first, then widow's peaks and such suches, followed by INFP, enneagram core and then it's two runners up and variant stacking of sx/sp. It really is endless when we stack and stack.
I could keep finding more between the lines.

But, I promise I will look into the hyper-stacking, too. I never had a mac and never had a little window pop up to choose color and stuffs either.

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I think hyperstacking is also something used in computers. That old apple program was amazing they say, not sure if had any relation to Enneagrams maybe just a coincidental use of the word.

Chinese Astrology, horoscopes, psycho-analyis , enneagrams, Buddhism, Christianity, all have symbols and jargon. Only problem I got with jargon is when I get careless with it. .

One of my favorite quotes about astrology

In astrology . . .It's like throwing a handful of fine graphite dust on a piece of paper to see where the hidden indentations are. It lets you see the words that were written on the piece of paper above it that's now been taken away and hidden. The graphite's not important. It's just the means of revealing the indentations. So you see, astrology's nothing to do with astronomy. It's just to do with people thinking about people.”
― Douglas Adams, Mostly Harmless

[SadLuckDame]

To Steal Away My Mock
When There's a Bird on the Rug.

It was the lightest bend back,
the skirt round the ground
and then feathers.

Thin feathers
with her draped across the hand,
over the arm
and rested in kiss.

We both to pick up books,
dust them off,
fold a trinket in the last place
we left the hurry.

It still burns within me.

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For the first time I can feel kerouac's spirit when he writes about the Buddha, in a tone most people reserve for Jesus.

I need to learn some Buddhist Jargon


It was the lightest bend back,
the skirt round the ground
and then feathers.

Thin feathers
with her draped across the hand,
over the arm
and rested in kiss.

We both to pick up books,
dust them off,
fold a trinket in the last place
we left the hurry.

It still burns within me.

When you write like that I am want to say aw shucks kiss my horse and ride off in the sunset
lovely poem
A man could get lost in it



I wanted to be her thunderbird

Mad Girl's Love Song

"I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead;
I lift my lids and all is born again.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)

The stars go waltzing out in blue and red,
And arbitrary blackness gallops in:
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.

I dreamed that you bewitched me into bed
And sung me moon-struck, kissed me quite insane.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)

God topples from the sky, hell's fires fade:
Exit seraphim and Satan's men:
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.

I fancied you'd return the way you said,
But I grow old and I forget your name.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)

I should have loved a thunderbird instead;
At least when spring comes they roar back again.
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)"

[SadLuckDame]

I just saw a great picture of Jack on pinterest in his coast guard hat and uniform (when I went to write uniform I saw the word information instead).
Thanks, Jack.

Things are fun at the moment, playful even, playing me, we're all guns and arrows. You're suggesting things for me to look at that are taking me straight up into outer space or similar. I'm glad.

When spring comes.
I know.

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glad things are good for you now
ten four on the ups and downs

I ride the a roller coaster called the ego trip
I am up and down, these days I am up
I feel a fresh breeze coming through a crack in the bell jar

thanks dame

[SadLuckDame]

You're in a suit.
Makes me ask about dancing.
I'm still doing the food thing, too. Avoiding all enter meat eaters, but I like meat. I just don't want the food to have me for lunch. Got rid of the gluten, the dairy and processed, the questionable. I'm trying to live an extra year, since I can, I s'pose.

If it goes into the jar we can look at it.

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we will have our good times and our bad times
days of wine and roses
and days of nettles and vinegar

but will travell along singing our song

you put a point on it for me dame
I wish I could do the same for you

watching a show on PBS called Guilty Pleasures

http://www.cbc.ca/documentaries/passion ... pleasures/

I had to turn it off because I was too close to the refrigerator ate 3 slices of turkey and a slice of black bread said No more came up to bed.