Monday, February 16, 2015

Running Forward

Frogs and views from the dark side of the moon, whales on land and the bend and twisted views of truth and honesty, self-serving, with views in their glass houses.

What you do not know is better to guess from your views, and hope that you keep the ball in the right court. Different views of the elephant for the 12 blind men. Views are like noses, and have another view from a whale, view of a frog, or view from a snake in the grass: not sure. Still in the dark. Windows open for new dazes....If you don't like views, don't publish for the world to see. your self punishment, hang-up's and your rejection of the love others have for you. You speak of the cruelty Steven gave, but you are clearly still "hung up" on him. Try to move forward! And you will find out there is no more need to blog. May God show you the way  You lost the ability to love, when you care more for the past than the person standing in front of you (like your child). Hell of a way to loose the love that they intended for you. To open again old scars only causes infection. Save yourself before it's too late. Hug your child who still has a life to live. Share happiness together and forget your scars. Good luck. Doors open to change the outcome of a sad story.

Not sure what the rest of the story is, but it is another view to consider for a laugh or two today. Thanks for the sunshine.tall tales told? 420 connected? house close to the beach? pictures worth 1000 of words. stars out tonight, dreams and wishes granted, shooting blue stars, wishes....dreams to action, dreams life for a fat frog on the banks, gifts to share....

I write stories, for the lessons learned, and the joys and pains of the bumps in  the roads, and the lasting impressions. Heard a lame line that I blog because I have hang-ups on the last frog I kissed. Kind of upset about that, shit to throw in someone else account because you want you true colors to shine, and it was funny on one hand, and it was scary on the other hand. One of my accounts were used today, and it was not me, and not something that I wrote, so I killed it and changed the pass word. Toss it up and out with my views. Just wondering who was the chick shit : dick or dawg, that wrote, under, one of  five views that I like to share,  my names that I write under, more questions up in the air. Stories to tell about the American toads in the army of frogs, dates on the sands of time, fruits and nuts to go.

Tell me something good....

Natural of the beast, notes in the dark, views that are bend and twisted, self-serving and with a program for one. Blogs for the joys and pains of the lessons learned. Sorry for the fools, sorry for the mistakes done with the rose colored glasses. Sad story from a third person point of view. So many ways to play this hand, 54 for card players, and two for the freaks that like to flip coins for the rites to reason. 

Have six kids to take care of, had 4 that I gave away as gifts to family members, wrong story, heard from who? sorry you never heard the story from this horse mouth or horses that care for your shallow, simple, and self-serving point of view. Kiss my grits, for the eyes on the spooks in the dark. Not buying shit from you are the fake friends, snakes in the dark, sell your shit to the whale on land, and your love for a freak like the RV campers in Ventura, CA. Thanks for the lessons learned again. Still standing, waiting for the pots of gold. Sit and twist on the American Bird on my right hand, balls to you.

Horses, pony, cattle, frogs, whales, not sure who you are, not sure about your position to throw stones, thanks for sharing. Love to live large, love to love large, love to learn the lessons of the sexes. More to life then the window that you saw from across the street. Life is full of love, peace and understanding for the whales on land. Friends in fair weather, fake friends for the cash on hand.

Hated the man and the actions and deeds recorded of his bad behavior, forget the lessons taught, to do over again? I do not thinks so... but thanks for the simple views that you had to share from across the street. Steven Jarrot, and the stories told about, the hell he gave to that veteran Phyllissa Desilve, love and devotions from a snake in the grass. 

Crook to steal, sell and rob for gifts to Rachel, Sima, and Sheri Jarrot, love for the hair loss for the golden cow. Third place is last place in the matters of the heart. Saved for a fruit or a nut to dance in the wind, on the face of a whale on land. 

Happy with RV camping for life. Keep it, and more power to the freaks out at night. Same view from 99 out of a 100 people check on the book written online. History create, his story from 77 points of view, have you seen them? 

Friends, family members, foes and veterans, and the simple snake people want to believe that it is only one person. Told Steven Jarrot, he lives in a dream world if he thinks everybody has the same, love and devotion for his mistakes living. Gifts from the gods to be force on everyone that he comes in contact with. Third place on six levels, save it for another frog or freak. Nightmare life on one hand, and on the other hand, all the freaks that party and play with the RV campers, taking turns on a face of a fool. You can have all the free drugs, and oral talents of a male fag hag, hang up on the life of lies that are clear as mud.

The cost spend with Steven Jarrot, was to the death three times for Llissa, and the attaches from the third party views that rule the world of the super-side freak or frog. Gifts of oral talents to make up for the lack of brains, good looks instead :with lots of tickets for free train rides. Another lesson to learn, another bump in the road, another life wasted on drugs, tasteful pleasures of the cum of the freaks on faces of fools. dream life for you, dream life for the right reasons, for the long run? Not in my world.The wheels keep on turning, and the beat goes on, and the time never stops. More to life then trips to hell in a hand basket with a family of jackasses. Good looks and no brains, no lessons learned on truthful and honesty, and fuck you is the same as trust me. 

Not in my world, had a period of pain, reading the stories created of my sisters from another mother, bumps in the road, time spent with steven Jarrot. Working on running forward, with the dreams and goals set for a better dazes, on the roads to greatness. 
Life with the love and devotion of Steven Jarrot, same as a snowball in hell to last a life time. Keep for another sucker, keep for the fruits and nuts to go with the fuckers for the easy life on the low down.

Veterans Stories, Sad and Blue, and Unbelievable for a few, dicks and dogs, dicks to say what is real to others. Stories of the dead, stories of the dying, stories to live always, anger issues under the surface. Tricks for a check, Steven Jarrot, 7608512267:wanted to say, gang bang to serve G. I. Joe, a day job. Marines in the sands, Marines with Guns, Child's play, for a dick with a ass open wide, fag to fuck, role player, Steve Jarrot. Adam to Adam, Adam not Steven, Adam and Eve, play on words. Good times to party and to pay, good times with skills of a frog, oral talents to suck, fuck a frog today. Day Job: Blow Jobs To Go: Steven Jarrot, 7608512267, Free Ads....

Snakes To Eat, Snakes And Men, Pictures 1000 words, food for fun, games to play, pictures for the good time. Time to stop, time to run, hope for the best, that you are not toast, with a snake like that. Food and clothes, boots to make, the skin is good for how long, after death. To take, to give, to share, the tips and the tales of snake, snakes to dodge, in another life, done with them, just stories to write, love and hate, sheep and goats, homes to houses, snake in dens, snakes can from a bigger snakes. What a life, to be a snake, out to stay alive, anyway how, does it matter?


Angels alert to the signs of the times. Angels alert to the acts of true love and devotion. The love for the man and the love of a woman, gifts of the folds of pink. Gifts from the centers of the heat, gifts for the frogs kissed, gifts for the dead time. Dead time while asleep, the wolves got in and ate the shark, but because of a problem with eating, had to much and the food came back up. Thank god for heart burn turkeys in the sky? Turkeys do not fly. Turkish Cuban Transplants-Land whales, searches for prey, bitches in heat, butches for control, trips around the world, trips to the dark sides of the moon.

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