The sphere upon which mortals come and go, Has no end nor beginning that we know; And none there is to tell us in plain truth: Whence do we come and whither do we go

 Shit happens. Everyday. To everyone. The sphere upon which mortals come and go, Has no end nor beginning that we know; And none there is to tell us in plain truth: Whence do we come and whither do we go

Songs for the rats, songs for the fish, songs for the horse and pony shows, rats to races. Strangers to friends, dreams of more to life, dances on the beach, dances on the sands of time, glory dazes done.True Native American Indigenous (Red Power)Nuts on the run, heads to count, horns, hats, halos, angels on earth in the shadows.The sphere upon which mortals come and go, Has no end nor beginning that we know; And none there is to tell us in plain truth: Whence do we come and whither do we go

Mother Goose, Jesus Christ, Great day on the right side, wonderful day to be alive, hopes flames burning bright, dreams in actions, desires out in air, goodness and mercy, angels to catch. Got Married February 19, 2016.Love, Lust, Lucky Brakes, Dances On Clouds, Birds And Bees, Purple Rain. Rainbow Racers.: BLESSED ALWAYS. Four Fingers To A Hand.

 Shit happens. Everyday. To everyone. The sphere upon which mortals come and go, Has no end nor beginning that we know; And none there is to tell us in plain truth: Whence do we come and whither do we go

Songs for the rats, songs for the fish, songs for the horse and pony shows, rats to races. Strangers to friends, dreams of more to life, dances on the beach, dances on the sands of time, glory dazes done.True Native American Indigenous (Red Power)Nuts on the run, heads to count, horns, hats, halos, angels on earth in the shadows.The sphere upon which mortals come and go, Has no end nor beginning that we know; And none there is to tell us in plain truth: Whence do we come and whither do we go

 Shit happens. Everyday. To everyone. The sphere upon which mortals come and go, Has no end nor beginning that we know; And none there is to tell us in plain truth: Whence do we come and whither do we go

True Native American Indigenous (Red Power)Nuts on the run, heads to count, horns, hats, halos, angels on earth in the shadows.Songs for the rats, songs for the fish, songs for the horse and pony shows, rats to races. Strangers to friends, dreams of more to life, dances on the beach, dances on the sands of time, glory dazes done.True Native American Indigenous (Red Power)Nuts on the run, heads to count, horns, hats, halos, angels on earth in the shadows.The sphere upon which mortals come and go, Has no end nor beginning that we know; And none there is to tell us in plain truth: Whence do we come and whither do we go

Tales online, history created, books to review, blogs updates. Dazes in the dark, in the middle of the woods, saints and sinners. Seven sins to keep the orders over the herds of frogs, trapped inside of the beasts of light and darkness, for lessons to be learned.True Native American Indigenous (Red Power)Nuts on the run, heads to count, horns, hats, halos, angels on earth in the shadows.The sphere upon which mortals come and go, Has no end nor beginning that we know; And none there is to tell us in plain truth: Whence do we come and whither do we go

The difference is in how people deal with it.TIME TO TURN THE PAGE:Once Bitten By Snakes,ATTORNEY SEEKING WOMEN TO DATE.Still waters, swims in the deep blue waters, fish and frogs, snakes in water, dances on the waves. Water and rocks, songs on the rocks and the waves, ships of dreams to sails. Gifts to share, tales of life on the dark side of the moon, fish in the water.

True Native American Indigenous (Red Power)Nuts on the run, heads to count, horns, hats, halos, angels on earth in the shadows.The sphere upon which mortals come and go, Has no end nor beginning that we know; And none there is to tell us in plain truth: Whence do we come and whither do we go

 Shit happens. Everyday. To everyone. The sphere upon which mortals come and go, Has no end nor beginning that we know; And none there is to tell us in plain truth: Whence do we come and whither do we go

Songs for the rats, songs for the fish, songs for the horse and pony shows, rats to races. Strangers to friends, dreams of more to life, dances on the beach, dances on the sands of time, glory dazes done.True Native American Indigenous (Red Power)Nuts on the run, heads to count, horns, hats, halos, angels on earth in the shadows.The sphere upon which mortals come and go, Has no end nor beginning that we know; And none there is to tell us in plain truth: Whence do we come and whither do we go.

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