Dawn Dream Starts: Just a friend, and have I got plans for you, as if you were an extension of me, as if the right hand, and the left hand working together. I am a writer and I do a lot of marketing the stories that I create. Today as in now, and in the present have been working on family history, and the damages received from an government experiment, that continued for over forty years. Have created a blog to write about the issues and how it effected my family. One project in progress that I feel, the need to complete, part of the big pictures.
Have a housing project that I have been promoting for years, this year I found a 501c in Long Beach that I am working with, to talk about veterans helping other veterans, that is another one of the hats that I wear. Plus have a 420 coop to market, and sex toys for the fundraisers this year. I need to go back to school to work smarter, and I ready to learn new ways to swim under water.
Wishes, dreams, and desires are the same as prayers and needs most of the time, have been the answer to others prayers, and it scares me when I hear people say that. Then I wonder how come I can not be the answers for myself, and find a house that I can buy with a partner and put in trust. That is the beginning that I have been working for, the house and the cash to help the others that are coming behind me. I am the leader or the Piper is another name, to go with Pepper, Pilar, Phyllis, Phyllissa, Penny will do for now. Names and flowers do not matter, it is the smells that we remember, and dung is shit all over the world. Just had to write that for some reason or other.
I am a government worker disabled now, and cashing in on the cash on the table, would love to have a house now, have been couch surfing forever it seems, would love my own place now. Have a blog or two to share with you, have to write daily for the practice, and practice makes perfect.
I know this is a long shot, and insane is the word for it, and it does pay well to be known crazy, for the masses. Have wings to fly from the good, bad and ugly people in the world that I run across, have Spanish as a second language, and will be starting sign language soon, the girl of many voices is how I see myself sometimes.
Have been trying to get things done, and I am so slow, hate the speed of work that I do, not regular family or friends to talk about the things that move me, so most of the time quiet, and write about the things that I do not talk about. Just hope it is not over the top for you.Time and space, stories and tales, joy and pain, fruits and nuts, flip the cards to get the best look on the same old problems, how to change the outcome, is where I am at now.
Over The Falls, end of the world, no brick walls, in this place. Starting the focus, starting the practice for the dances, classes happycamperbyrv.blogspot.com, happy notes, happy birthdays, every day, all the time. Getting older, getting closer to the end of the lines.
Names and labels hard to define, life is a picture, blank pieces of paper, the things given to your without a fight.Today as in now, and in the present have been working on family history, and the damages received from an government experiment, that continued for over forty years.
Lights on again, head in clouds, searching for just one knight, to stand over the tests of time. The bumps in the roads, the holidays, walks in the park, passes to Disneyland to share. Need more than the frogs, the snakes in grass, the faces of frogs. Hits and misses, good times to come.Angles of angels on earth, holidays to share, lots of food, ,lots of good times. Not into LA, maybe for the day, went to China Town, a couple of times. Rode
the Angel flight to the old part, names of place new to me. Pictures of what to share first.
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