it Should be, so it is.

Love Jesus

Actions, not words. DJBII

we are American Citizens we are all new each day



Angel’s view

He is testing U.S., to see how WE respond.

Jose San Martin

Daily Lesson

We can never know how much someone means to us

until we feel the weight of emptiness when they are gone… The Expense.  

Memories will help.  Be sure to make as many as you can and do not wait until

it is too late.  God sends Hisgentle touch and it is so often ignored.  Nothing sadder

than I was going to please contact me at

it’s three right now; someplace…

this will make hednshwders
go BANKRUPT Cecil said!
you want to raise a child? that’d be cool with me; ‘ll even help you! got a house n everything!

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15 thoughts on “it Should be, so it is.

  1. VERY odd, feeling like there’s
    a lot of stuff to divulge, yet, an
    energy such as the fuel that’s
    driving Nina Hagen’s engines
    that’s not quite ours right now.

    the engine that drives Nina’s
    creative energy is finely tune
    to be fearless. that mantra is
    an urging that inspired David
    creative engine since 1983 at
    the time, Christmas, as1988 it

    was… that found all at: Brazos
    Mall in Lake Jackson, Texas at
    Hastings Records where finding
    a sales-bin of cassettes for three
    dollars was Nina Hagen’s Nunsex
    monkrock and FEARLESS albums
    thought to myself: ‘how bizarre, that

    combination of ‘sex’ and ‘nun’.’ ‘ll pay
    siX bucks to give this German Punker
    a listen so: FRESH FRUIT… CRAMPS
    THE GO-GOS, THE THE, wow; albums
    are a sort of drug; that quelled those odd
    urges to ‘get’ he moods eXpelled via act’s
    that own that odd attraction to song moods
    that made up the development years of that

    period of personal, musical evolution that had
    begun with Stan Kenton, Tijuana Brass, ELVIS’
    49 Golden-Records, His 1973 Christmas Album
    were David’s introduction to: conspiring tuneage
    that tickled these ears since since that time we all
    know about. think where, and what you where that
    year’s Christmas; sure you can call that three years
    old period of your life, correct? ah… memory; the old

    marker of ones age in this life we are all enjoy; such a
    blissful amount of days, weeks, months and years. that
    is, every minute of your life, in your vast records in mind
    that is actually the only ‘thing’ you truly own. with that the
    four to five senses we have; conspire amongst each other
    in the mass amount of information which all makes up that
    world we think is ours. what we create in out too brief years
    is the only ‘stuff’ we can really own, that’s art, the art we give

    away; either by sight, hearing, the sense of feeling, or the tact
    that could only be fabricated by yours and mine mind is all that
    can be owned; and that is only ‘our’s’ when we give it away; and
    thus transfer that mood to others. that ‘ownership’ mood is that of
    thought, thought actually, and factually construe reality for all of us
    within the constraints of actuality. recall: the act of gifting something
    is the only true mark of ownership. that usually arrives at the end if a
    state of ‘being,’ as to follow the regulations that were given to us all in
    the initial era that our species were. we were, we had no evolving time.

    till then?


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