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oh yes sweetly conceived mixed alive, marinated with fractured spices not all of my becoming. Farm fresh Eggs fine double yolkers chickens free range, wanted. Frogs can't walk so tadpoles swim, rocket level launched best so Meet Me Upstream in The Oval Office. Competitors randomly rushed Smash, Grab mixed drinks of X's and Y's. One Victor collision spectacular comes winningest one, won, wins a space race ace, can we even deal with this majestic conception? Minute moments pass minutely divisive Growth silently goes atomical wild unrelenting. Energy flows, a wonder gestation, adopting his hairs and her inherent graces. Belly of Beauty Baby miked sings and sucks and feeds all needs via safe mother ship on chord. Houston we have not an alien problem Butt infant contact. Knock knock? Who's there? No. know who? "kNow I don't want to leave this hear warm cocoon. but I really gotta pee." But butterflies m...

  This movie screened here on GEM TV yesterday afternoon It was The first time I had watched it   We met AS2 and a Christmas Tree Bell Rang Sweet.   Thank you mum, Agnes Searl 2 (AS2) A True Saviour At An Old Leap of Faith Many Moons Ago When I Felt Your Presence sitting gently and yet firmly on my left shoulder.   And yes dad,  A Military Presence arrived on that stormy night to prove it really is   "A Wonderful World"   Your favourite ever tune of Louis, Arm Strong and The song we chose to celebrate your wonderful life.     Thank You Christmas Earth Angel You Know Who You Are   Thank You Full Moon Magic. Vibrant Light Exquisite  

The Miracle of Life New Born Sweet innocence melts, explodes Any Heart. Human Life Mother, Father son, daughter Yoga, union This ladder weaves. Those Who Have Those Who Do Those who choose To Be We learn more. The Heart Grows, It Cracks Opens Like These Precious Gifts, Miraculous Moments many, more, as we simply, no rule book needed, raise them, cherish them, guide them and teach them protect them and feed them and correct them and let them Be. Free To Be Them, Not a mini me nor "us". They are on borrowed time a loan, a gift, from The Universe Love Them Fiercely, without suffocation, as they from collision, conception, explode. Love them as they choose us to teach us We Are The Lucky Ones, as they simply grow more ready to leave. This Is THE simple atomical Miracle of Life, Praise Them Like We Should (and lovingly guide their sweet arses as needed...)