Their love of yoga, all that had to do with the divine. The divine is alive and well on Planet Earth. He sees you. Can you hear ‘im? Made out to be a man, but really She’s a woman, when you get right down to pictures of Her in the caretaker of Her smile. A Mother Might looks out on the world, and we are all the better for it. Let’s change some, become ourselves again, as children see the world: it glows, oohs and aahs; it’s bigger than us, and we love it. Gimmie the beat boys and free my soul. [heard sung by Dobie Gray, “Drift Away”] You know how it feels, so good to be alive. Thank you Mother. Now I’m dancin’ on this ice. I don’t know how to explain this. Oh Mother, that’s not You in Pondicherry, but I think we lifted You up when we adored her feet. I call on You through her, as our yoga sees the world, and in perfect deity fashion, that woman in Pondicherry helps. She’s in my living room. Now do we count blessings? I am in the arms of the Mother, you know? She fills out for me the way to move forward. I call on her some, but she is not my image of God. I mean like I do sit in her lap, pettin’ my Rottweiler, but I’m lookin’ at God. I can tell you a lot about deity. There are waves of them. I listen to them all the time. I mean, I hear them speak. I’m not always at their beck and call, and I’m choosy. I want those Sun voices way up there. They’re wonderful. They have our divinity all over them. They gauge us there, and they point us to God, the supreme all-encompassing universe that existence can light, and it’s a conscious Individual all things are. Don’t let my words get in the way. God is how we meet the One on its time. I’m talking big you understand. All this agency gets down to us, the level of existence we’re at— I think I just heard God. God will talk to you in spheres. That’s what divinity is for, and each time we mistake the day for the sun. Conversations with God are conversations with some deity. How much freedom to understand that. It’s yoga based, if you want to know the truth. We want to be God’s lovers here on earth. We want to know God here on earth. We want to see God here on earth, see God in everything we see, and one day, God will ride us who we are in time. I’m breakin’ in on barriers to show you God, and these words have failed I know to overcome that last barrier, to understand God real in this sentence. Can you light the fire of God? This is not a proverbial question. I’m askin’ ‘cause it hurts you if you don’t, hurts you in the fundamental ground of reality. You can envision no one cares. You can’t smuggle up to reality and say this is safe. You don’t know how to tie your shoe, and that’s lacin’ the world through your fingers a project that smiles. You’re just all bummed out because the wonder of it all is insufficient to pick you up and carry you along when you’re so discouraged you just want to die. And I gettin’ through? The fire of God is lightable on our time. It’s not a deity wear, some figure of God asking for your allegiance. It will burn off all this. It will be bigger than time. It won’t sit in an abode and judge you. It will with the universe hold your hand. How do you get there? You need God. Oh man I can’t get this through. People will kill you if you don’t, or the world will fall in. Look out, I’m tellin’ yah how to find God. It’s need determines present, and I don’t know how you make those conditions, but when you’re a pedophile they come naturally. That’s the price of your hate: I get God and you don’t anywhere near I’m showin’ Him to yah. God hates sinners, that’s a lie. Oh my little child, come let’s give you a bath. You’ve gotten muddy again. If you let Me I’ll get you outta there. And then ensues the relationship. You just don’t know God. Or do you? Come let us love together. High and mighty, I don’t see you in God. Take pictures of Sri Aurobindo. I’ve blossomed him, brought out his yoga to the ground floor. You’ll just think I’m lying, the worshippers of Sri Aurobindo. I’m golden atlas. It’s not Sri Aurobindo I’m seein’. You know the Supermind’s on the Earth. I’m tailin’ it in. Oh my God airplanes, now look at this one. It’s bigger than science. It’s a cash card. It’s the right way to do Earth. It’s not forced. It doesn’t have any artificial barriers between you and what you’re supposed to do. It’s not a morality flag. It brings a different formula into the equation. How big is this? It heals time. I’ve got roads on. I push reality through the basin of time. Shut up and go to sleep— a reader quibs in. Alright I’ll admit it. It’s the supramental. It’s very intense, but it’s the supramental has ahold of my paper. I’m telling you what the decision is: they are to occur the region. Heavy regions, girls we gotta absolve the conflict. You put it in right there, make the supramental the way we handle evil. We don’t just military our paper. Let me let you take a short look at that. And then I realized something: how does an honest criminal realize their mistake? You banish them forever. Agency, now to realize the Mother and Sri Aurobindo’s, yeah, exactly. Ensues the conversation. Are you gonna be prepared? I will be honest; I didn’t know your name Impossible. Let’s get one thing straight, surrender to God, it becomes possible right now. God is the answer God is the key, and the beauty is it’s not abstract. You get here to this post God is holding your hand. You can hear Him speak. You can feel His power. You can bask in His love. You can see Him in everything that touches you I do. Can we get anymore cornered than that? God’s got you cornered, and you can overcome any behavior. You can do anything. Okay those are the big city lights. Wow, I’ve just described to you how the world was won. Put that credit in my court, and let’s celebrate the world together. I mean not smoking and not being attached to smoking either. So this rare new style is upon the Earth today, and as my teachers told me, I put it there, I and they. Car commander, be the example to everyone. You have my permission. Individuality under the Lord, you know? I could do it before I found these lyrics, lost lyrics, as you won’t find them until that thing happens whereby one sees a poem and gets other people to see it. That mystery engagement with poetry, I’m at a loss to understand. Better thank a look, knock out reader. You know, have a nice day. Make civilian source, make civilian ready, I am on my way in the literary of my smile, in the literacy of everybody’s smile. Now here. Is this Heaven? [vision with this line of being in a narrow exhibition space and colorful, extraordinary photographs on the walls all around me, more colorfully extraordinary ones appearing as I’m asking this question] Your vanity has registered a trip. Oh excuse the mule, he’s a real piece of work. But I’m still comfort in, and I’m standin’ by at your house, if you ever wanna change the world you live in. How do you want me to be? How to dream afterwards. Tell this to the press corps: I’m proud of yah; you stopped killin’ people on death row (Oh BBC do you hear me? That was pressure to kill the Parkland shooter, who you wanted killed. Now on with the scroll), and got the news ready to see the criminal as a human being you care about even though they did somethin’. And there that’s my piece. Not from institution to move along: to auto-flash cooking that old traditional paper just reports on. We put it in user-generated content. Hello gatekeeper, keep up. Now there, I got your number, don’t I? Supergame, everybody listen to Hairy. He’s got somethin’ make us all better people. You out to lunch? Glad you could join us, as you left your sin and came over to help us. Why do you all try to help? We care, which means we grow up to care, and everybody learns the three R’s while they’re learnin’ this— the whole import of school, and can you tell me why not? Newspapers here, I gave you a way to make yourselves better. Read this to the public: let’s teach our children to care, and we solve all human-made problems if we care about everybody. How simple that is to see, how horrible we are blind to it, and science-based gets us there? Here’s where science fails: it can’t see God, and God alone cares. We’re done. The root of all papers, and I’m figurin’ time. What would you quib here, I don’t see the import of your paper? And if you said that I don’t think you care or even write home— a poetry blush, I mean practice for enlightenment. Do we all come along? Spiritual enlightenment, it happens one person at a time. I didn’t end this properly. Let’s end this properly. Okay where does your paper take us, so long and thanks for all the fish? At a human let’s all look Christmas. I mean study love as the foundation of society. Would I be talking to a brick wall?
Tag: the divine mother
Tonight on Television
A poem by Donny Lee Duke
‘Cause everything went wrong I’ll get everybody to see themselves in this business of chasing down, hunting down pedophiles. Are we in position of seeing what works and what doesn’t? I don’t think we can even see our own nose. Questions what’s goin’ down in reality. It doesn’t have to go bad. Can you help me sir, throw everything off into my penis? Getting ready to go and put a child in the wrong place with me. I think you’ve told me to do it. I don’t think you know the power of hate. It’s stands between that kid and me a sexual encounter. I wanna show you something. It’s your socially acceptable hate mechanism. Do you have any questions? No that wasn’t me talking. You just heard a pedophile on the street hearin’ you hate him. You’ll want something bigger, and you hear that from me. You hear me Houston? Everybody heard the most twelve suspects of all time? If it works. Educating public opinion the length of a poem. They go ready for people. They go in on a plan, undercover op. Something else has been declared war on, and we catch the news. You said somethin’. It’s mostly in America, you know what, the pedophile sting ring. Did God cause this? Is that the only way to deal with this like that, Nazis and the FBI? Granted, a pestilence, this blight on children. What their nature burn. As we get to the root causes of America, as we come to the apocalypse of America (this is not the principle destruction— find the end result), we see a rudeness has no handle. All history long we have been doing this to our children. Okay we put the brakes on. There are no more pedophiles Joe? They’re proliferatin’. We’re inept— a moral reaction. Wow, the lengths we go to get trouble. Predatory alert, I’ve seen it on TV. Arrested in the middle of everybody. Wires and things they were all listenin’ in. He had a kid to meet. They got ‘im shoppin’. Now he hung himself. It was all in the report. Yeah, kill yourself you freak. Looks like that was at the top of the story, shot a wolf. Now what did this do in TV land? We don’t know. You haven’t lost your brother. These guys are monsters okay? These guys are strangers okay? Who makes this racket? It’s the press, a news team. Shape public opinion as they report the news. Who’s the lion and the tiger anyway? Can you control them poet? A problem’s out of reach. I operate on that. You just think you know everything don’t you? Can we see a blind spot in our public opinion? Do you have any bigger plans? I can show you the world and how to change it and what it changes into. How America limits change. We need to review this case. The public media does it, and would if they whisper gun? Should we exterminate them, what, who molest children? Is this on news service tomorrow? It’s got a way with guns, all you can answer. You load bullets that way. It’s your last bullet. The art has the empty chair. What can we do magnet? Excellent, I hope. Art would magnify it, pull people away from their dramas by showing connections, identity bonds, between you and who you hurt. That’s bigger than sin. Well that’s too old. Ever amplify it? Push the button down. We get into some particulars, involving you. I don’t smoke. This is a cultural misunderstanding. Where does pedophilia come from? How many babies are born? Can you light that cigarette? It would be washing and cleaning and things like that. Your child, you rub that child’s fingers upon his board. It’s like casual contact with some finger on it. How many mothers have that for pie, daddy’s drinking beer? The numbers would surprise you. Fish this one out of the water. We look for pedophiles for sure. Measure cultural mechanism. Rob babies, give ‘em some emphasis there they don’t know what to do with. Let’s grow up and explore this thing. Now I was here and she was there. Hello little boy. Great crap game huh? I’m showin’ you your shorts. Now take the pedophile and hang ‘im. I can’t look. That’s what we need him for, not to look at blindness. When you hear a special report, cultural wide, we’d question the homophobe. That’s a concept to get across true or not. Cute kid, and you feel another ocean. You don’t know there’s fish in it. It’s not something you drag up. Dangerous sex offender, he’ll wear it, and we find a role for him. No one wants to see their teddy bears get a lot of their lap. One second, bendin’ rules tryin’ to get a point across. I’ll rush in on things. You won’t see this till tomorrow morning. They certainly smeared ‘im. I certainly told myself… What did you tell yourself? His brain’s on our fingers. See, I’ve opened your eyes. Now I want you back there now, on the forays of revolution Mr. Poet. Think about it, probably lined the page. Martin let’s go get older. Well I just don’t want to be here, between Jerusalem and Palestine. It’s difficult to see your place in life. Before you come up here Donny, it’ll be your soul speaks. I don’t know. You need to make up your mind. She’d like to heal this in humanity. She had devote him give it to him, what poetry sees further, something muse. I would see a liaison with the divine mother. I would feel very exposed. Is this the pedophile saying this or his society? Imagine on a workday. Spitfire, they come in those airplanes. Are you service? The other role come out, an empty one, the art house project. Where would a pedophile lead us? Up would be his only way out: don’t abuse kids. If you had money would you give it to him for immigration? That monster, what’s he worth? Oh a little story about society it hides in its purse. A scapegoat’s got your bag at heart. Can we say large projection? And so blind. Dynamic, what would free him. Can it come to your house? Supposed to fire. You just get some pistol out. React, and we see some things about you, your fears. Is this all that’s bothering you, what he would do? Add to it you have it where intimacy and you meet your kids. Are you holding something flush? Is that your bright staple, or would it wound around awhile? Let’s go here: what are you afraid of puttin’ on? Did your child draw up the boundaries? You exercise them every day. There intimacy meets. How are you protected? It’s not an equation you see on paper, but when a person does that it weakens everyone. Can you not put news here? What would it do? Help us all to behave. One moment as to why that is. Screwin’ up everything, are you a blind bard? That’s history. Believe it or not I help. I got it replaced on the other side. Until you kiss me you don’t start the television. Why would he send it? He did it. He knows the One inside. He can see the doctor. Plug him for it? How about you, would you scrap it? Now what does this vision do for us? Over the line, got some things to think about. Let me be intimacy, and that hurts no one. We were gonna add a little survival dinner, but not there. Are you mistrustin’ my alliance? I’m identified with you. That’s just long on paper. I grant you see One. What a delivery stable. Can’t get that look. Look right here: some pedophile has shown the way. How many times have you seen God act this way, used the humble and the accused? And you've reminded us of that. I love the small child. It was a good light of the sun. I've harmonized this in society. Then the news came— well boys, you know he's got to pay. Oh just take his evolution off. He didn't go down. He got all over the place. Tell me divine process doesn't work. You sit annoyed. It was not in your hands. God used a man, Mr. Outcast. We’re all in fact Brahman. Interior is first. Have a market with it. I’ve gotten along in dreams. It just pushes me. Don’t listen, to take aim further away. Who’s he understand? No I don’t wanna hear about it. The reason by India: population pressures. They’re not gurus. Oh we would be around your most precious holding bucket. Our yoga interior answer deepens the way up. We’ve acted like frogs, and if you kiss us we turn muse. Why does it have to be so moon when it comes out? Wash your underarms. Near reveal to us. That was kinda fast. Going? What you have to get through first: some unlimited attention. They don’t have one. We got the large pieces to the puzzle. Get your gay head straight. He's gonna gay Nashville. Can I get my eyes closed? The lab before. You know how it's seated: the homosexual's a human being. I don't think we whitewash pedophiles. I think we let them live, a voice in our world thing. He played with his weeks. On his altar he put an image: every person that day he’d find. Even animals have a right to regard. A tree would not sink from hope. This is One activity plan. You don’t want with appetite. You’re there as a friend. To wash in, we gather direction that way. What’s wrong with this? You dislike ‘er. The bad thing about it, everybody’s strangers, hate just grabs the page. That’s not smart protocol. You fear the invasion, the betrayal, the leap, you have this friend idea. I have a new posture: if you get burned, you get back on. He said that? Superman talks. Think about to announce: it’s not a violation you have the proper treatment. Identified more in the body than meant for the trouble. Yeah if you’re sittin’ there quite lost in the body, you think it’s you. Pedophiles handle some body part, I can’t believe it, the suffering all life long. They’ve been killed we carry on. The child might not see it that way. Do you know what he did to you? That child learns. See the violation mark? It carries around like a bag of worms. None of this would happen safe we looked at the body. It’s not you. You’re wearin’ an organic machine. I don’t get it. In the attitude don’t sit there and be violated. Man you just take our support from us. I’m giving you One. Not a person or a thing stands anywhere else. Support at its most real. Identify, and maybe you don’t have to feel so violated. He knows it, knows for sure. His mom would sound a lot of Pittsburgh at night. Tell this to the nurse and get out that touch. Do I continue suffering? I choose. How much mother and father removable from the scene, or whoever it was got in there on ya. What do we fly here, the woe of our misfortune? Is that our life downed by that? Maybe life is bigger than her scenes. Would an actor know that? Maybe that hand on you was a push, that violation a goad. Perhaps the secret will in things operated on a plan. How many people say evolution here? Contented I think not. See the drawbridge? What are you doing? What are you watching you fierce wolves? I’ll look around the Internet. Can you handle the vision? Goddamn that’s just society cuffs. So many opinions what can change? In every opinion an underlying speak out. Tell me there isn’t. Is everybody mad? Punish those responsible! Can we get a better basis for intolerance than pretending to be tolerant? Everything’s so hyped up. Offended, is anybody not? There, I read your e-mail: blacks and fried chicken, you racist bastard. Mohammad, Christ, not one word questioning his ability to translate angels. It’s death by paper. Now let’s shove this down people’s throats: everybody has to marry the homosexual; no one hold the pedophile’s hand or even let ‘im speak. Your Internet local connection, do you hear these voices speak? Now I’m the radio. We got worms. Everyone’s alarmed, and you think it’s what he did or she said. But you’re holdin’ the gun. Reaction fires and aims. Mark our first foray into world-space, and we just knock each other around. There’s somethin’ over there. I can get it across. Let’s take some time, be more fair as we grow up. Tape this up on your world view: see everybody? That’s me. I’m just alone in details. They’re alright— man, I like everyone; if I’m hurtin’ anyone change detail. There’s One on that regard. When it’s advancing that loud you stop it. Dream make for us. This wolf might kill us. Dreamin’ so let’s hide it. What’s this? Who broke the towel? I don’t wait to come over. You’re not going to be kind to me: predatory wolves, shoot ‘im and hang ‘im on the fence. Now square off a minute. I’m so much in your stomach. Are you sure that’s what you’ve got, Donny you snake-wolf? Are you so sure I blind you? An unethical point I’ve made? I look and you follow me do so. Engage me bring to doctor. Finished. It’s not an easy situation: One in your inbox Donny. There isn’t a way to do it. There just isn’t. Thanks but be careful when he gets in there. Kept askin’: hi mate, somethin’ good for yah after school? Something’s down that floatin’. Don’t be so hesitant to mentioned enlightened. That’s where Donny’s goin’. He sees there’s a change of consciousness ahead. He listens to everybody rise here. Some future trickles slow. You think this is all silence and that just no-self show? It’s just our first boat. What would master existence and leave you in it? A certain Individual you are superfriend. Anyway, I got up out of my mess mastered by my own impulse to rise into the fullness of what I can be. You’ve never felt it? You smile. There’s more isn’t there? Choose liberalism. He put his daughter. There’s a light out. Are we usin’ the money? Even if we put on, put on those uniforms —you know I’ve been watchin’—, they’re not gonna honor us no way, give us any kind of prize. They’re not gonna be more kind to us. Tom’s father used to say they’re just wasting their time. That make ‘em what would open freeways? Where we were back then. Give us the money now. Not an excuse to let conservatism happen. Now a wolf is not gonna be so visible. We should see this. Try these on, some predator names. Give you a link to us? Slow I think. People’ll buy anything if it’s wrapped up in the official package. Don’t cross out. I’ll put you down for a larger stereo. How many times went through it? We are not dumb people. If you are afraid you are. Listen to this: media hypes fear. Want to tell you South African. That should get ‘em. You mean this is a plan? What day it’s gonna be the totalitarian government? Only in the policy of war or to mediate a disaster would it be. That’s not the form control is used. It’s just a radical involvement to get you to accept policies. Go lay down. What are you supposed to look for? Where is the fear? Some policy might be behind it. Runs it’s available to get to. You know what that means: there’s a propaganda of ministry. We got a few goin’: a think tank, a state and a local government, a business headquarters. It would tell you something sensitive: restaurants, you can eat man. We would not organize a conspiracy. Government takes too long. You get a flavor when you’re watchin’ the news. Halved of it, come down. Don’t worry, all your children stay over there. One thing about America: grow kids. Would national policy be in my conversation? He kept in it in his coffee a lot. Visit them in school, and we can see the Internet. Don’t you help ‘em. This is the first time I’ve ever seen it: Americans tellin’ on each other. It was in the paper. You have to report. Don’t have to. I know a girl that act like that. Isn’t that piracy? Get ‘er stupid name, click it in. It’s not easy To know what to do. You’ve got to listen to a partner with sun. Don’t listen to the news listen to your heart. We had unbelievable office chairs. What were they called? Elasticity. Those terrorists, right here at this moment? Oh doctors. We winched two people from the Caribbean today. We got half of them out. Of course the beauty would have to see one another. Invite yourself to their house. Hand that down please: I am a friend. No way, I just treat you like our lives treat us. Yeah, it hurts doesn’t it? It’s wonderful that all listen to music. You get some of the ideas that art puts out. You know you had comin’. Look at what you’ve done to art. Be valuable. You’ve put it in concentration camps, got it out of the public eye, you, laziness and snobbism. Not everything instant. How much concentration to read a poem. How much time involved. You don’t have to take that off. News media does that. What are you laughin’ about? The news media, they know what they’re doin’. They get intah everything. They want to be where you put your attention. Good one. Repeat me: in store… Anyway, liberal ideas usually come from inside. You say. They don’t come that far. Wrong peacock you’re lookin’ at. I’m not a Capitol Hill. Art shows us the inner. That mystery shines in us, gives us keys to change. Art polishes that, and I’m here inner. Donny and I absorb change. We got a handle on it. I’m standin’ just outside. We put this strength in your hand: to change for the better. Yep, you need to be liberal right here, in that specialty, letting change happen. It’s a creative growth. You might see Nature behind it and something guide ‘er. Standin’ there scratchin’ your head? We’ve evolved. The status quo arrange that? Conservative, I’m standin’ right here, haven't moved at all. Art will move you. Now if you could see why we’re wasting so much time. Oh I don’t care; I’m okay; I don’t need you the attic. An ogre have dinner with us. Still, even if it wasn’t a survival emergency, take a long change. Maybe you’re here for that reason. Law enforcement officers are the greatest defenders of the status quo. Hi kid, don’t you dare break any laws. It’s already starting to break down. The system’s breaking down justice said. That’s how it’s always been. Would we break laws to change the system? Everybody’s supposed to hold it. We don’t want anarchy breathin’ down our necks. Alright I’ll arrange you. I’m seein’ intah the future. I think we’d look for art to give change its growth, policy its format, take any law down not good up on that. That’s an individual there recordin’ growth. He got enough room to do that? When he comes home (home the enlightened being) we’ll ask ‘im. Sister yes we’ll have to change language give you credit too. Don’t get down on your step-brother. Art’s just fell into a hole. It’s not the lawmakers you lobby for change. It’s the editors. They’ve just fallen asleep. Art to them would write about itself in a way inbred. It would not speak out of its word. They’re fond of music. They won’t grapple with the hook. Now you know I see you. Who said that? This is fresh art. Come ‘ere, the end of a varmint that projects the end of a varmint. This is performance art. I’m gonna put them all over the street. Here you have the video. Project it out there. I didn’t buy anything. Do you have any idea why? வணக்கம், that’s your cultural edge, a stop bath meet the press. Can we counter a bomb? Hopefully We can explode, show you a peaceful way to counter terrorism, to bring the public revolution. If it does explode, though I’m sure it’ll be a contained blast (we’ll have the bomb experts on it right away), you will see the power of words. Why strap a bomb to your chest and kill the neighborhood? Why send your tanks to that country? Write a poem from where the One sees us. That’ll shake everybody up, and you’ve brought change right. What does it mean to bring us a full home? Daddy cleans and he whistles. Oh he’s talked the TV now listen kids. You know one way’s a bad wagon. Yeah, I needed to fill his shorts, or graft my review into his underwear. I have more for you kiddo, everything you always wanted about attention, and there it just hits the spot. I’m gonna call you to your bank card. Stand here eager on yourself. Unreal a boy gives his father that ultra-politique. When they’re in that swoon, when base is being gone over, what a boy could hide there: daddy do it daddy. He grows up with hungry clothed. It’ll be his reason to see evolution he don’t just sit there with it. There you are. Into the sea you’ve been hollered down, into the sea that touches your toes, where that hurt. This is the trail in the sea-ward. Every father has an account with us, however remote, moving in the intimacies of a man. It’s not out of the direction of his love. It just spoils there. Might not ever even think about it. Might never try anything, but a man’s nature be around his children. No, not all are drunk, but there is a liquor cabinet. If he’d open his dreams he might see it. The father that does cross lines, more often than not it’s the casual touch, little tight pressures he holds his son. Squeeze daddy. This is just an occasional glance. That’s where he tests city limits, shows that he is the owner of the boy’s whereabouts. It’s his flesh. It’s just a little squeeze where that little boy grows, and he finds men attractive. When this grows up in him, he’s the opposite from pedophile feelings. This was not to churn his shorts. More romance here than touch. He wasn’t put in that strange place, something to make him investigate further on. His daddy is the love of his life, that time, and it could be anybody, and he’s comfortable there. Grows up lovin’ men. Homosexual we’ve reported. This is generated love. He likes its squeeze. Follow your counts. Get rid of a fall. You don’t believe it, how wrapped up he is. His life that regard. Now a boy wouldn’t remember his father’s affection. Way too young to bring memories back. It’s a rollin’ stone. Maybe he likes it being gay, but he knows that life has not given him his natural fulfillment. The first boy, the one got called to his bank card, don’t fair well. He remembers the pounding serf, was I enough to understand they wasn’t supposed to do that. Y’all keep your mouth shut about this. Visit… Oh here we go. What does he visit? Dad does the talking boy. That’s interesting. He makes me feel at home with the arrangement in the hat. I could go in any direction. Maybe there’s a woman on my arm, but I can give a man more than a kiss and take a child into the basement. I could, but why bother? Our policy is your papers. Gain a step. Your sexual orientation arrive in the breeze? By the way the professor was kidnapped. Stare at your business. I am sorry, these are the lines that appear. Well I was gonna take you home, but it’s made me mad. We’ll see what the door is. That’s what I would do. Let us go around the whole trouble. He didn’t recommend it. Seven of us like that. I mean like until the age of reason it’s warm and squashy. This is your sexual identity as it’s being determined by them, all your mothers and fathers when you were a teddy bear. Most people turn five. Is that what it is? Hands up. You don’t remember. All of them (that’s true) that would do it with some little kid got so much more than a tight squeeze in their waddling years. You would know mommy and daddy. One of you opened up that land. See how it grows. Let ‘im plug. Draw back. That’s the way. You have evidence spokesperson, and you only have intelligence monitor. That’s all you’re gonna get. You gave even more. Hey, well alright, givin’ it, so much attention to sex, some cultural peanut. Can a teddy bear grasp that? It would be about getting laid being a man. Boys you have to understand, what you got is so exposed, and their attention just goes there. It’s like all aglow. All boys in my gramophone. Pardon the little lever not bringing girls along, but we gather. I’ve brought you to thah floor place, the wet ‘et end. I’ve given you a vision of mud. What’s going on in your head, I’m going crazy? There look at it, a library full of knowledge. The box is strong. Hard to open it. Oh the police have videos. You can find it on the Internet you hear about all the time, but I’m giving you art’s vantage point, not some lickerish of lust. We’ve looked at this through the art lens, and we see more than just the act. Nature’s been uncovered. I’ve brought something out of her deeper than her photograph. We’ve shown lines behind. Every peck we practice art here. It reveals. We could use the revelation. Are you all ticked off? It might be you sittin’ there reason for their being in their homes. We’ve got to look at this. Dishes, we wash dishes. This is a cleaning rainbow. What root of it? The powers better at the universe, the ones that turn on lights. Say we ignore them. They are just to come back later. That’s orange actor. Dropped him while you were off to sea. He’s got a big of muse. No easy way out. Bigger things we handle better the bigger we are, and that’s an art show. Art, the Chinese, the Pawnee Indian Southeastern Association. Sam I am. I have to be bigger than my paper. Sacmont is a word and I am going to do sacmont. About hands, hope to win the war. You were really skewered. Tell that to your activist window. You don’t know the carpet. An opportunity to see things firsthand, a reference point so we can safely arrive. It goes through the airmail. I’m going on the paperclip. Unbelievable the amount of hatred people have sent in our direction. Good morning ace, we have you scheduled for a speaker. I think we should stay out of politics. A child can say anything. I have to be liberated from this. One did that. What’d ya do when you were little? Dodged bullets on the ramparts. We walked by here a couple of times. Some kids sure don’t leave me alone. You have to be very careful. You met Toady Beach? No, I don’t know the area. A kid’s lives aren’t over. Any man can be a hitter. Let’s not hear that they’re all men, because they’re not. I can’t stand that look on the table. Start over again so close to your world and handle upside-down cakes. My poor wisdom bleeds. It wasn’t exactly hell on ice. I was friends with ‘im. It had a sound to it. It looked joyish hum. As a stranger though it tolled. He got more expensive. Fell into the seep holes. I lay down for him, and that becomes our game. He got good at it. I get electricity waves. Gives so much pleasurable explode. Hey, where did I go? And he needed awhile. They’re into hurtin’ you in bonds of love. Time lane they’re spinnin’. Now I tried to take it off. Let it and smiled. Nothin’ where I want, where ultimately I want to be touched about. You wanna hear the rag? I was all one partner. I got ‘im into it. Looks he gave me destroyed me. It had promise. Just exposed myself. How a boy carry on. This is a lot of boys. You don’t look. We’re carried around in silence. What’s the trouble between our legs? And they put so much on it to cover it up. How many times I’m corrected. Like it’s some ray gun ugly to see. It’s so feel to ourself. I can’t get anything tighter. Yet you block this away. There’s so much guilt and shame put there, and this man love with that, and he was a pressure cooker. No I can’t build on him. I get robbed. There it is. Look I’m showing you a lot of the table. Look I’m showing you a lot of your shorts. I get adult and forget. I’ve been abused. Is that all there is to it? Something else: a window open (you watch it— that’s the Law), a love triangle. When people join my faith they take over, give themselves over to union. Oh we’ll start somethin’ there One sings. It’s a little pocket of it. You’re not interested in singing, but the heartbeats on me there like the end of the world. They’ll give it to me wide. You sit there and explain to me my feelings. I’m not gonna disagree with you. It is weird, and I know this has done me wrong, but what was that commission? Did we broach upon a power of play used One? You’ll understand when you’re older there’s a body now. Yes, I’d add things you needed to know, union reels. And you’ve heard it, the big mess. To say he makes the mess and that’s all there is to it, not even close. You’ve gotta change. Society don’t handle right. From day one you get the big stick. I mean how many knows how to treat properly the cash box? It’s so loud in there. Look at these, they’re sour fruits. Can you hear me society, can you hear me? Givin’ the ball justice. I’ve told you its court. A weapon was made. It’s to help you see dirt. Dignity stand up. We are soldiers on the line. I’m not talkin’ politics. I’ve gotten intah human terms. Have you ever thought we’d look at them? Is that a rule to avoid? You’ve sunk headlong into this like you have one. Blind reactions policy your decisions. Now you at outcast lot and see what they flower. I didn’t get under your gun. I looked for change. No outer remedy helped. You know, you avoid the inner. Everything you make points us away from it. I sat down like the Buddha and demanded change. I opened the inner doors. Dire necessity led me to it. I had no wings for messiah, friends ourselves of outer space. (Joe, is anybody living there or something?) I don’t get paranoid. One laxative: yeah I read of all this waste; I needed change. How deep you have to go inside yourself to get on that movement. Rebecca, what’s the problem with this here? You can’t measure change outside of doors. They have to let you in, other people. When they say stay out of the reach of children, they take from you the wheel barrel, something to carry change in. Not a popular vision. So anyway, here, get it fixed. You know what art means? Got a loony movie, Vampires Stalking Earth. Some half-vampire comes along. He’s managed to step out of darkness. He’s stopped feeding. Our knowledge to our liberated son. I think that was the Light speaking. Humanity needs ‘im to cross blood. His type for the antidote. Do I see the engine kill ‘im? You know how ignorant they are in the movie. We see the man’s worth. Come on see how big you are. How small I am I avoid the essential details. Kill all of these damn flies. Why do you presume to know so much? Triangle, know all that you do is a secret triangle where the One meets you and the other party. Even with an object this intimacy is found. One builds that up. Now what do you do with that? You have to strike your own kind of balance. It’s an identity bond really. Come to that regard. Who is a thing to you? Who do you abuse? You love yourself you love it all. Frank, I’d call that girl. Anywhere where unity doesn’t meet, call that to our attention. What immediate cure? We’re in the ways with each other a long time before the One becomes apparent, inwardly seen and outwardly acted. You have my vision. It’s not a little cost. It’s not a little vision. America are you hope here? Travel down the road some. Give this vision time to feel what’s in store for you and carry need. The United States of America just can’t see itself. A young filibuster, you visit warlords, and you’ve scribbled out some thoughts. The private retrieves them, and the penman retains them. You’ve board a door: a child’s link with sin. Let’s look, if you feel like it, right here. Porn does not make you image real. It stretches things too far. What’s you’re movin’ by art is everyone’s have to see to know the problem. I’m the one on details, what’s going on in the house of soul. Does Nature essence this, or is it in fact blind? Five minutes we’ve square rooted on a problem. That’s visited, the solution. I don’t know, I’d love to Bob but, I’ll get back to ya. Really believes the attack that Tibet is sending dogs. I’ve gotta go to the phone. Enough Riverwood. Reader, flowery alphabet, high avenue. That’s a lot of surplus. Heads down. Prayer. We’ve spotted Virgil. Come over here. What would you say one night greeting the world? All I can say is change. Would an American epic suffer? American employment. You’ve got your stadium young poet. Linked your mind. We’ll put you down for visions of mud. Starin' at the garden. It's a holistic vision. I don’t know why you need mastery. That’s the safe Earth. Now that’s expensive. And we're initiated. I gave you better ideas in the beginning of the world. Artist adventure a beautiful thing to see. Poetry motion, I’m all over it; I’m ahead of my day. We go @Firefox. Okay, pick him up to your determination. Have to have a group to do this one: you are a soul, something that’s not offended by anything. No reactions. What a gift to society (I ain’t givin’ this stance. I only seen this stance), the most wonderful Person it’s a challenge to find. The biggest thing I ever saw. When I saw that… They didn’t go in the backdoor. They talked to Someone. Will help see the soul inside a reference point human and over your head there the God. Toilet paper Can’t cover it up. Donny saw what he saw, and he looked. Whose coveralls are these? Could be mine. Play. There are other trappers. You made us there? Just a look, but I saw the world through Those eyes. All this equipment, that’s where it came from. You have no idea. You can play the player. Play One. Here I am always played, rubbed out, by your enchantment. Soon fire all this light. You take off. Many times right there the food the fight. I write all of you fullscreen. This is missing, a big bad poem to put on your shelf, a theory of everything, starburst of Heaven’s window. With the fire in the ink, the fire in her breath, it’s how the poem came down. Yeah, infinity you freak. Crowd occurrence, the door is open in secrecy. The door is open in infinity, a huge occurrence, infinity’s rainbow. Let’s talk about motivated children. Do you know what you’re doin’? I’m Despicable Me. Got a grandson the proper care I give. He’s of another blood than I, but his whole life I’ve been there a parental figure in the room as he’s grown up. And it all happens too fast if you ask me. I love this little boy. We are each other’s lights. He is great idea. I’ll get him to bring that gold out him a poet. Off playing at home the whole nine yards in the whole wide world. I can’t do this subject notebook. We’re not finished yet. The home explode meet your family with a surprise: see my drunk hand kids, my yard puppy? Where do we look at? I think we need to see some divine intervention. Everybody is talking to the Mother. What are her properties? Does she have a sense of the young? Came to me this morning wanted you to be kosher with your children, stop playin’ with it. You don’t know what that does. I was in your shoes, in long pedophile rags. Over the rainbow I think I’ve found your purpose. Let’s go. She took me by the hand— in no judgmental way showed me the way. The first strivings of world universe are upon us. We have a lot to do. We have a world to feed, clothe, house, be kind to. We want this to be a good movie. I’ve landed it there in my house, as far as I’m concerned with them. I’m giving you a blueprint for change. You can see the process now, the garbage in our streets, where you only thought it pedophiles. It’s awfully big. You wouldn’t wanna know how many, and the denial will remain a long time. The press cannot work in your favor. It can’t see things like this. It can’t even tie its own shoe. I want to end the press's resistance with us. Wow, you’ve got that replaced. Who is the press? They only report the news. They aren’t shaping our lives. Wham! we’ve harmonized the news with the truth it’s there to report. It’s time to heal. Let’s work this out. Let’s be a people with purpose: we won’t crime anyone, and we get hatred off our page. That’s the storybook. That’s where we go from here. Put this lovely on the freeway, and let’s get started. You’re thinkin' it’s the end of the world, thinkin’ it’s doomsday. Get some coffee. We have to bring change into the room. We barely have music to give us the right cities. but here’s a lesson, a handle, on what we need to do. Greatly amplify. You know what I mean? Our world a network of fools, the venue of cheats— blind is the power of Heaven. In this menagerie I get home from work for money. I’s a terrible teacher. I think you just heard the worldspeak. The world is a shopping mall, some supermarket. How do we make it the right place? So much depends on our children, so much source material, so much capitol. We can give them a better world. That’s our job with them. So much profit motivation. We want a better world. We want to be right with ourselves. We want this thing to work. Okay?