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The Waking of Folks
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Tuesday, 22 January 2008
Mood:  accident prone
Topic: Homeless and Forsaken

It's a give.  The longest waiting period 24 hours. 

Is it ready;  are you ready?

Day/Night the two edge sword of life;  the measure of 24 hours.  Think about night, 

the measure of 24 hours begins at night. 

The night is always dark;  this has been documented in history.

What do you know about the night? 

There are a lot of things going on at night.

Night is like"Whole house blues",  light

the perfect treasure kept in tiny(growing) lox off in the distance.

Night is the stranger wearing stripes

A firm ,  chilled embrace

The wages of sin,  are death

What man thinks of living as sin?

Surely the person listening to the memory

of the day echo in the night and not hearing

Hear "it's Job"  in the Book of Job

A ruby in a black man's ear,  stones on sinking sand

The day is a give ,  time the mystery of forever

set to time of thought

So,  what's your room number?

Good Night

Sleep Tight

Ooh,  Wee!

Feel the whip!

It's every day.... 

Posted by yosemitesnail at 1:57 PM EST
Updated: Tuesday, 22 January 2008 2:08 PM EST
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Friday, 17 August 2007
A new Autumn is beginning
Mood:  down
Topic: Homeless and Forsaken

"America is the free country of the free world." Can't remember where you met me?
We shouldn't discuss your divorce. Can I have your email address?
As the opening remark states your a part of a whole.
I am a "ToBe"  an Independent Representative... in a country that has people of all ages and walks of life.
I am willing to build a business?
My product is trustworthy and guaranteed. People of all ages can use them. So with your experience it should be fun to sell. The newsletter makes it easier to talk about the WakeUp service.more flexiblity. Do you know yourself well enough to accomplish your goal? You can have fun making money! Do you want to have fun?

Read on.......CoolMy Stressfree Toilet

It isn't how low the price but what your paying for.

At present there isn't a phone in the bathroom. The bathroom should be stress free.
I have a calendar hanging on the wall. My bathroom is a large 1/2 bath.
In my storage tub is mainly cotton to knit with. I plan to remove everything else.
I have cotton by most makers, I prefer Sugar and cream, Peaches and cream
for totally stressful, small projects.
If a member of the family should use my toilet; what kind of message am I conveying?
I would hope the message to " share my stressfree" moments: What is this room about? Respect
Do you see what I mean? Waking Up, Splash, coffee or tea.... you could record your voice in motivational
CD's for playing in your stressfree bathroom.

My stressfree bathroom has a notepad and a legend.
Candle = ideas or added new project
* = wishful date of completion
Most of the projects are small...
It's was the top of the 10th
The picture was painted - score 3 to 3
2+2=4x2=8x2=16  or Fibonacci...whatever you give you get back three = fold.
I'm serious what happens in my stressfree bath is my business
Next: Should I plant lavender in the 1/2 bath

Poem: ...
What good would it do
If I walk away
To look back on the evening
To look "down in the valley"
Hear day give night a sigh, summer
comes exposes herself, shamelessly
Winter comes with cupped hands to hide it's face
Spring comes and what good would it do
If I walk away, if I walk away
It will all just be hear say
No one saw, No one heard

Posted by yosemitesnail at 10:37 PM EDT
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Sunday, 1 July 2007
Two sticks and a slingshot
Mood:  down
Topic: Homeless and Forsaken

When it's to the maximum it's yes

You can sit on a bench in a park

To many birds in the park their just pest

To live another day,  yes,  it's just blessed

Foxes have dens,  roosters home to roost,  Son of man has no home

When winter comes,  will I have a coat?

No,  then where will I go?

16 men on a dead man's chest

Life forsaken,  it's just blessed


Posted by yosemitesnail at 3:42 PM EDT
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