This video is a significantly revised version of one originally entitled “He’s Markin’ the Pitter of the Universe”, posted in February 2022.
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Father Brochure Does Bhavana a Taste of Heaven
It doesn’t work, speak no evil. There’s social media, a limited engagement. You’re robbed of your thinking. You just can’t get along without it. I use it to post poems. No one listens to me. I’m too far out there, a lamp post. Crud’s got your thinking. It’s all wrapped up in stuff, the opinion polls. I don’t know where to begin to tell you this is dangerous to your health. How do we get rid of it? We don’t. We let it stay. It’s horrific on our senses. It pulls us this way and that, and we can write on it our opinions in user content. That’s its value to us. Can we stop this, practice patience, holy roller your pen? I would have to explain this mule. Can we get off of it? No, it’s coming from your inner source of inspiration. It’s got the light of worlds on it. You speak because it’s an inner necessity. You don’t really want to. Oh my God the ploughs here. I think we can be deluded. Yeah, you crazy you ain’t. How do you know which way to go? How do you know it’s genuine? It’s engages your life right at the node. It’s got your guts spilled out on the page in poetic symbols. If it’s video art, you're revealin’ your problems in time where infinity meets them. If you think you’re a realized being you’re not. Oh my I’ve crossed lines: I’m not a realized being saying that. I think we can pepper some individuals on this flagpole. What would they sound like? Oh my God it’s God. Give me a link to a video you’ve heard this on, and let’s consider it. Now back to the mule. I don’t think you’re dressed up. You don’t wear camera wear, and I’m not talkin’ costumes, make-up. In a creation video they’re fine. You’re not tryin’ to say somethin’ expoundatory, and you’re revealin’ yourself as the origin of the video, whatever. You don’t expound your themes. You’re surprised from inside when your inspiration wants to say somethin’, and the inspiration writes itself. Can you follow me here? I’m not done. I think we clue in on Muriel or Manifesting Auroville. These are not divine papers. They show and tell. They don’t say anything that will change your life. They’re just there on the page quoting masters. They have something to say, and with creativity and with clout, but it’s your standard, ordinary video, or something to say, and it doesn’t engage the world with you. It’s pretty and all, sometimes, but it doesn’t hold your hand and speak properly like a friend. You’re engaged to claim supremacy over others. I’m sorry Manifesting Auroville, you’re not there with me in the error of my stuff a way station for hope. Can we get goin’? I’d like to talk to you, and I’m manifestin’ Auroville too. We’ve some things to consider you have not. Can that be done? It’s just my look. I engage you in the pencil of a book, in the principle of a book. We wouldn’t start at chapters. It’s got all the way to Israel on it, the intro to racial equality. It’s a big book, and we’d start there. Have we branded Auroville? We’ve hit it right on the head, the exponential of Auroville. Do join us.
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. How is it working, how to have goodwill for someone who hurts you? I don’t understand. Look, how you want to be avenged. That’s right there on the table with you. Well that does not heal you. Can we say God heals? Applying goodwill to every situation. That manifests in you, and you’ve been healed by goodwill when you can feel it for your attacker. You’ve changed inside, no longer hurt. Room in this for grabbing that attacker by the horns and saying you hurt me. Do you see the flush? It’ll replace crime and punishment just by letting it ride. This is how we heal. Justice is a peacock. There’s no such thing as Justice League. 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. 30,000 BC, it was a joy to molest children. That’s what they did back then. No one complained about it. They didn’t know it was wrong. Grabbin’ morality, every picture known to man came in. They distilled vice. This was seen as bottom feeder, to touch a child between the legs, and we became our modern man setting kids apart from sexual touch. The individual identity was born. You had your private island, in that square one of yourself, where egos collide. And we’er showin’ yah today the study sheet. You’re in the right program to come to computer kids, and they can scream if they want to, but they are not taken down into the basement to crotch them around, but they are listening to everything about them. You’re goin’ for a walk in their candy-toy, and they’ve been burned by it. We have a better program, their own handle for play with themselves and other monkeys. You guys are real. Why do you think they’re interested in showin’ Joe their secure toys? Kids do it together wherever humans live. They pull their pants down toy, and some really go at it mimicking adult, and porn doesn’t have to be the show. It’s not only porn generated. They’ve been doing this all along. You just want them to stop if you catch kids at it. They bleed. They have a ruckus down there, but are they pedophiles to each other, and they are wronged by this? We need to protect them from it? I think I’ve hit your hotbox. You can’t grapple with this. You’re too invested in your own feelings. You’re too scared of the game. What the…?! You’re the wrong diet. How do we let kids do it without bothering them? I think that’s the fish you’re lookin’ for. Calm down, nobody’s gotten to puberty yet. That’s a whole other ballgame, but they could get along here too we practice birth control and disease prevention, and we don’t put sex at the center of life. Can you hear me John? I’m giving you keys for a new society. You just hear sex, some brave new world come on. Now what would the world look like everybody was abstinent, no sex over 30? And we’ve found our brave new world. Take your vitamin C tablet. Take the ruckus outside. No problem. There’s some other office. They went for it at the same time. It’s free speech, and it’s forgiveness. I’ve got the back blades here, the past we don’t sing about or proudful stare. I’ve got love. It’s an option. It’s where I’m talking to you from. I have it on the world. I’ve made it right, giving you so much to look at in the right way to handle it. Everybody’s above the law. It’s a human convention. It’s so we won’t hurt each other. It doesn’t bring us together. It doesn’t even help us make right. It punishes it slays. It’s not the good in us helping us be better. We can get better than law. Shock gonna do it, when you see me self-adjusted, a free man. In a divinely protected universe need protected Word bringer. Come on! It’s a new order once you earn your umbrella, and I’ve got one in my hands. Thank you Bob. And you’re lucky Mr. Seer-Poet. You’re the opening to a good life, to the world dressed in love, the right bringer to the world dressed in God. The guy is on my page, and I’m holding him, probably against me. It comes from my side, all this advice I’m giving. He’s a sleeping child. Makes this class real. You’ll cry fool, but you don’t know integration, and the power of its model on Earth. You don’t know how to heal wrong. You think it’s with a branding iron. It’s in the cage of wrong that wrong is healed. It’s how you destroy the ring, in the pit of Mordor where it was forged. You don’t know this about evil. The evil has to be slain in its origin hole. Can we grasp this now? Can we all come to evolution here, make the battle with ourselves not one another, where we fall learn to rise, in whatever gets our goat? It could be just getting angry or not lovin’ enough. I’m the one to build the one you type predator how he heals in time. Now you take law enforcement and give it a good grounding in where it needs to change, and that’s the exception ward heavy duty healing’s going on. It’s not arrested. No, no not married. I make this price on the way home: the kid is not my stand in for reality; God is. God can even be that kid. You see God. Can you see the secret formula? Hey pal, it’s how we do business with everything. Sit down here and close your eyes. Do you feel the joy? Why of course, there’s no longer any moral quagmires. It’s all a representation of something bigger than time. That frees you at the node poles. She comes in and wham! Get over here! That’s the divine mother. You know She’s protecting kids. He put, he put on newspapers. I’m comin’ home. Where’s momma at? Hello everybody! We’re just facing two piles, that red earth, and everyone piles on. Alice Miller would burn witches at the stake, gets us more in trouble. She’s not our page here, not the one to make sense of things, not who we listen to to heal. We need a holistic speaker. We need integrated healing. We need love has found the day. Great, you listenin’? Okay, this is not a whistle. Art division, anything to do with creativity. I put art on your plate man, a new style of poetry after all these years. You just want to throw it away. Why? I’ve questioned your morality. Why, why is it out front? You think it will change you? It just makes you feel bad about yourself. It’s a guilt trip laid on. You have family? They wanted you away from the house, just last week. I think it was the 80s man. Vigilantes caught gays too trappin’ their youth, hear them tell it. You’ve forgotten about this? Africa, hell, it’s still goin’ on. Can you have sympathy for the one now they’re huntin’ down? Why are you participatin’ in the racket? Where would monster come from? Scared it’d be you? Okay gay patrol, put down your morality. Humanity doesn’t fly with it. We hate one another with it. Can’t you feel it? It’s all over the news. It’s our baked bread, only these loaves kill. You hear about it everyday, all these people killed by hatred. You don’t see the disease. You just see the gun, or the car or the explosive. You don’t see the human being there picking up your hate and killing humanity with it. A lot of hatred’s held sway, and there is no check on hating pedophiles. It’s where you go and get your gun. It’s a ball and chain on our goodness. It freezes us at the door of come on let’s try again to be more kind to one another. You’ve got to see this, or we will all parish when the world gets too full. Homosexual friend, gay man it’s you. Start talking to us nicely. Give us the time of day. What about three plants? Pretty flowers, something tonic, and something beautifully sweet. You can hold our hand in public, can’t you? A like and a share button will see that happen. I don’t care. Manny’s still alive. He’s just afraid to climb on your poetry, so fresh from persecution himself. But you hear me. I got a grenade. It’s the wow of this poem. In now how you pull the pin. By the time your ebook is armed, you’ve got your audiobook ready, so be it the explosion. Major confession: I’ve put this out there before, two or three times. I didn’t know how to process this yet. How are you at homecoming? Barely audible enlightenment, but I march with it in my mind all the time. Does not want to be in ashram clothes, but you hear him universal. Basically what this boils down to: it’ll have its moment. Thought, we’re lucky we have that established. I’ve willed worlds explaining these horses in good spaces. I am manifested goodwill. They are feared for American typing. He knows how to make things strong. They are good at the word. I don’t know, all of this just for that? Now they’re ready to go. They can keep going, but they don’t want the Republicans to get the White House. They need to slow down and say more. What where he want: I can, I can see the dream. And we usher him into the parking lot. It’s not what you get Daddy. It’s how you heal the pains in life. I think that’s our showroom. I think that’s our starter formula. Put themselves in my place, we go to town that way. That’s fission. This is vision at 12 o’clock. I’ve been humbled okay. I don’t want anybody scratched. Now you at outcast lot and see what they flower. He made his own boundaries rich from his store of consciousness. His station is the divine mother. You look beautiful in those perspectives, harmonize lives. The number you have dialed is currently busy. Even if I was you I would have a nice time. Okay, got it. 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?