Where are you're friends now

No!
I didn't
Want to
Waste my

Frittata!

It was delicious!!

Shared sanctuary

Acceptance pure calm display,
Serene, sounds new, comfort
Mind unwind, trust in time.

dig

continued now
focused calmly
on now rythem

deer

fashion salad
science. turn
ing & tasting

hue of clear transition
sky to night. Buck 65
Stinkin' Rich, twelve
hundred hobos, joy
/almost unbearable
sensing of positive
guidance all in all
has to offer, deer

build, ride

this rock
this music
foundation
for m'mind
supply now
are Enough

Backwoods

House music
Home food

Promise

Read what waits to be written

Reach

Kill You Are Self

no nature

this is the poem between when

song starts

No doubts

when I am

By myself

I am my

Self, so

Self is

With

No one

Else, I

Am

Without

Future

Presence

In our

Distant

Now

The space between what came and what comes

Arrive

Bling figure future,
Bling as the song might sing)

I've got where joy creeps in family,
Held tight compete moment)

Joy, rise up out of ash out of
Bed out of supply in, to rely

Austere

Quiet loud sounds ordered for me
There is taste and achieving now

Deep upward moved by not me
Felt complete expression of a

Personality known complete

august

accept
good
for
you

we people

turn here now,
fill in now with
now new the new now

we know

welcome back now

moment of new amount
filling the wait with amount of recalled connection
 and uplift soon
we will be laughing
in a moment
of promise, the key,
 is clear

to this is an amount of feeling poured till now's

new feeling what is given and taken and passed
to clean acceptance, clear waters recalled and exchanged, hope, promise,
the continued trust in now, knowing now this is new is always out

there we will be there we are

now close, now far, now known
 to know now I come to clear

Turn here then

This is the poem I didn't want to pick up but am that I am glad in me that iam now open less and more aware of it all now, return to epic later, caretaker will take care of what stops sincere connection and supply.

Conditioned mind

Morning perfection poem
Mood stabilizes joy of  all possible
Performing ordered freedom
In everyday places I
Cherish, thank
The day
Yet!

Mature men

Serenity slow known.

Wind. It's ok to talk about the specifics of wind.

They hold me close, move me through now stretches now.

That, with them, I can elongate the space of now.

All day to day to night now open in a long thank their correction
Of effect, of their causes expression alone unflawing
Into then, siblings scratching on never satisfied.

We relied on them then, then there we will

Be again.

How known Now

Milk
Upright
Up all night
Alright in a way
We sing of love from
A calm given by giving up
Giving a thank you not needing
And receiving a place of hope in him.

Brother, my brother,
Be kind and wait,
Wait kindly
For our age
To be
The
Same.
Ashamed,
Still
I Praise
I praise
The
Us in
The
Same
Place
Time
I praise
I Praise
The
Then
Sane
Paid
Times
Ahead
I hope
For I
Hope

For
Forgiveness
For your giving
Your giving that
I stole slothfuly.

And receiving a place of hope in him.
Giving a thank you not needing
A calm given by giving up
We sing of love from
Alright in a way
Up all night
Upright
Milk