Dogwood Butterflies

Colored Candy
Good times, snake charmers, freaks and frogs, blame games on the beach. Hard knocks in schools, cases of frogs in army and groups, to trick or trade, for dreams to rob and steal. Prey on the beach, prey lost, confused, mental attach veterans females to eat alive. Time to color the world blue again, free as a bird to fly away from clowns to the left, and jokers to the right, fish trapped in hell on earth.

Projections flying with fingers pointed at others, with three fingers pointed at self forgotten, frogs and fish tales online to  share. Lives in the fast lanes, tricks and trades on the beach, trips to hell in a hand basket, hell hounds loose. Cracked mirrors show more sides to the animals within, under the surfaces of snake friends. Gifts of a lifetime in stories to tell, written to last longer, chapters of pieces of the nightmares, and time on the cross. History created, dazes in hell, joys and pains, songs to sing, the earth angels that got away.

Glory dazes around the globe. Joys and pleasures dancing and singing in the  rain. Earth angels, fairies, pixies, dogwood butterflies in dogwood trees. Joys and pains of lessons learned on the journey to greatness, bumps in the road to dodge. Happy and delighted with crossroads taken, lessons on the beach, schools of hard knocks. Good times to get back on track to better dazes. Stories tell the joys and pains, the bumps in the road, the forks taken for the good times, to tell a tale or two of the girls learning lessons. Gifts of the joys and pleasures of the friends and the family members for the growth and changes, schools to view for the long runs in time and space. Lessons to learn, tales to share of the good times, the best friends, the blessings and the lessons learned the first time, for the choose few.

Plenty of fish in the seas, cages used, dodging the frogs stuck self-serving images in Mirror. Weird equal -wonderful, exciting, interesting, real and different. Blue and Black female veterans, in black and white, changes in trips to the mountain tops, birds and butterflies, trips in the sun. Once upon a time,  long, long ago in a land far away there lived a purveyor of dreams, a vendor of fancy and fantasy. But troubled times and hardship fell upon the man, and in his quest for the holy of holies, he ventured west toward the setting sun. He felt certain that if he were able to catch the glowing orb, he would bestowed it's gold within and have all that his heart and mind desired.

But in his haste he left behind his magical consort, Maryjane, not realizing that in departing, he would lose the treasure that he already knew well and loved. As the years past and the man grew old, slowly, but ever so slowly he, lost sight of his dreams.

 Oh, occasionally he met briefly and caught glimpes of his sweet Maryjane, but she was not the same. She too had suffered the onslaught of time and had changed in ways that some percieved as better, more powerful. But the old man perceived cracks in her armor, through which had slipped the older more valuable assets of the joy of community and that greatest of virtues, brotherhood.

 Those that enjoyed the company of the once fair lady, only experienced her unadulterated and newly gained power, never having felt the joy and glow of her younger demeanor. The man acknowledged, what he had known for all too long. His sweet Maryjane was gone forever, never to shed her wondrous, yet subtle euphoria over his mind, for what she now spewed was violent and aggressive and only the elders like myself could recognize the difference.

 It was like the metamorphosis of a a larva into a butterfly, only in reverse. What was once beautiful was now ugly and repulsive. The old man wept, and turned to hopefully find new joy in other pursuits, but deep inside he knew,  this was the beginning of his end.

Nice story, hidden meaning, life changes, and you out grow, your friends of yesterday. Sadness for changes that made you forget about time when hope was alive and burning bright, for dream life. How I  saw the tale you created, thanks.

Tales for today: changes to take place over time. Good times, bumps in the road, forks taken.

Thanks for responding having to pains in finding friends to keep, they come and leave without notes. Leaves me sad and blue, in the end they stop answering my calls and texts, without  reasons. Life and the bumps in road to much to share or lack of interest, not sure which. Have my guesses but not confirmed. Kids with problems relating the good or bad things, that changed their impressions of a mental veteran, with head in the clouds.

An older, retired, mature, educated, 420 connected grower, out of daily life of trading dollars for hours. Need a friend to help me change, grow and expand. Sex is common, not a sign needed to be lifetime friend. Maybe next step in time, with the meeting of souls in mind first, hands out to help put pieces together, to create new waves in friendship.

Have issues, have drama, have time and space to turn the pages to better dazes. Just sad and blue that it has taken so long. Not into casual sex, sex is a relevant to lifetime friends, no heart in sex with strangers anymore. Need a dream, need a reason, to expand to trips in the sack. So sad to find friends, that just want a free or fast fuck. Dogs in heat, fools and freaks, stories of the responses I have had.

New word for today: scripturient. Passion for writing. I write my journals online, of the bumps in the road, friends with snake faces, people in their animal faces. Things to grow and expand, crazy for a fee, more money on table to take. Mistakes in the military, updates to write for more cash. Cash for me, cash for my kids, cash for school, and cash for a new life, quests today.

Work everyday to write fairy tales, my life today, gifts in words used, to share. Same stories with new life. Have lots of roadblocks with friends and their excuses for spots in faces of real friends. They turn into frogs, and hop back to seas of more frogs, army are frogs in groups, more frogs rather then fish to keep. My standpoint now, time to fish with cages for prime catches. Time on sands of time, prefer the beach lovers on the water, closer than I am. 

Sorry for the long tip on life with an earth angel, young at heart, fit and funny at times. First response to older and retired, educated, mature man. Not sure if over the top, and last notes to share. So many dreams in action, so many bumps in the road, so many frogs to dodge today. Could use a friend or two to stay on track, just hard to find, in the fruits and nuts looking for free sex, to end their dazes of fun and games. That's  it, time to update my tips and tales online in pen names, to hide from snakes that want to hurt or harm me. Views written of history of lasting  impressions of snakes and frogs, passing  on crossroad. Trips to hell with hell hounds over for a lifetime.

Simple life of birds and bees, rebirths on the drop of a dime, hopes alive. Fires burning for birds to be born out of the fires for new life. Changes daily to the best life possible in the lights of day, free as a bird to fly away to better dazes. My life in a nutshell. In black and white, shades of wits with wisdom learned over time and space, notes to journal, and share.

Glory dazes around the globe. Joys and pleasures dancing and singing in the  rain. Earth angels, fairies, pixies, dogwood butterflies in dogwood trees. Joys and pains of lessons. Stories tell the joys and pains, the bumps in the road, the forks taken for the good times, to tell a tale or two of the girls learning lessons. Gifts of the joys and pleasures of the friends and the family members for the growth and changes, schools to view for the long runs in time and space. Lessons to learn, tales to share of the good times, the best friends, the blessings and the lessons learned the first time, for the choose few.
Plenty of fish in the seas, cages used, dodging the frogs stuck self-serving images in Mirror. Weird equal -wonderful, exciting, interesting, real and different.

Time of our lives, the best is yet to come, castles in the sky, things to work for, happy days again. Happy for the joys and pains, thanks for the help for the angels, goodness and mercy, here all the time, makes my dazes so much better. On a quest to better, on a mission to right the frogs, back to get on the ships of dreams. Happy notes, thanks and praises, for another day alive. Happy to share the time and the space, classes in the woods, classes on the beach, fires of hopes burning bright. Pictures and views in other worlds, hopes and dreams for more and better, trips to the moon, trips to heaven and back. In my father's house, castles in the sky, we all have one, the different to note from mansions. 

Tips for the sinners and tales for the saints, gifts to share of the trips around the trees needed for the lessons to learn. Classes in place. Love and hate, truthful and honest, happy and gay, happy and delighted for the dreams in actions, gifts of the young at heart. Have so much more work to do, walking the tracks, boots for the show of force. Whips and chains on the side, dicks and dawgs barking hard, to get there and get things done, boots made for walking over the slow and the simple, glory days again. 

Monkeys Stealing Things, Steven And Sheri Jarrot, Jokes....Monkey tales, jokes and laughs, good times, dates with land whales, songs to sing, fires of hopes burning bright, dances on the sands of times. Notes of life of others, to give and to take the lessons learned alone the paths taken. Bumps in the roads, frogs and snakes, tales of Jewish White Monkeys 2016, tips of love and hate, monkeys to dodge, monkeys to swing, to trade, to tricke, cash or credit. Card tricks, poker players, flipping cards, games to play, party and play, day jobs, freaks out at night. Songs to sing, horse and pony shows, rats racing, daily jobs, to blow more dicks, cum suckers to date.

Pixies Dust

Pixie Pieces
Songs to sign and sing, happy feet to dance on sands of time. Skies color bright and blue. Calm seas to sail seven seas, Dukes and Kings, in the shadows waiting for sleeping beauty to wake after kisses. New life, new starts in the sunlight, mountains to climb, lights on to a new day. Frogs Tales: Life is a fairy tale, life is an adventure for the birds and bees, sitting in the dogwood trees. Happy songs to sing, angels in skies over head, dances on the beach. Good times in first attempts in learning, lessons classic for the long runs. Practice problems to share, classes on the shores of time and space. Happy notes taken on frogs and freaks. Hazes of lies from land whales now basket cases.

Birds to fly away to better dazes under the sun. Sailing away from pits of hell. Leaving the snakes to bake and burn. Hairs to use to cover the ground, still falling daily, hate or heat of love and hate, horns on a goat. Dances in the sane groups of earth angels in the seas of fish flipping with the frogs. Whales attacks, sharks eaten by flips upside down, and eaten alive. Not today, can't get close enough to cut down or take out.

Glory dazes around the globe. Joys and pleasures dancing and singing in the  rain. Earth angels, fairies, pixies, dogwood butterflies in dogwood trees. Joys and pains of lessons. Stories tell the joys and pains, the bumps in the road, the forks taken for the good times, to tell a tale or two of the girls learning lessons. Gifts of the joys and pleasures of the friends and the family members for the growth and changes, schools to view for the long runs in time and space. Lessons to learn, tales to share of the good times, the best friends, the blessings and the lessons learned the first time, for the choose few.
Plenty of fish in the seas, cages used, dodging the frogs stuck self-serving images in Mirror. Weird equal -wonderful, exciting, interesting, real and different.

Time of our lives, the best is yet to come, castles in the sky, things to work for, happy days again. Happy for the joys and pains, thanks for the help for the angels, goodness and mercy, here all the time, makes my dazes so much better. On a quest to better, on a mission to right the frogs, back to get on the ships of dreams. Happy notes, thanks and praises, for another day alive. Happy to share the time and the space, classes in the woods, classes on the beach, fires of hopes burning bright. Pictures and views in other worlds, hopes and dreams for more and better, trips to the moon, trips to heaven and back. In my father's house, castles in the sky, we all have one, the different to note from mansions. 

Tips for the sinners and tales for the saints, gifts to share of the trips around the trees needed for the lessons to learn. Classes in place. Love and hate, truthful and honest, happy and gay, happy and delighted for the dreams in actions, gifts of the young at heart. Have so much more work to do, walking the tracks, boots for the show of force. Whips and chains on the side, dicks and dawgs barking hard, to get there and get things done, boots made for walking over the slow and the simple, glory days again. 

Hands to snakes, hands to heats, hands out to lend a hand, ways to grow. Ways to shine, ways to have a good time. Life in the nines, life in the 25 reams of light, butterflies and bees, love in the air. Love and hate, hate and horns, halos and hellos, birds in the dogwood trees. Gifts for the angels on earth, angels with blue hairs, hairs on the hear, hares to wear.

Friends for a season, friends for a cause, friends to last a life time. Notes to share, sports with snakes, friends for the moments, foes for the lessons, family with pets. Life on the side of the road, eyes in the dazes of pain, views from a tin can. Views of a bird in a cage, tin can views, life stuck in a coffin, heads up for the story, that had a nice end. Bird got a way, bird back in the air, bird back in sky, free again. 

Thanks For The Tip, Thanks For The Cheap Shot, Thanks For Taking Time. Happy Monkeys, Happy Monday, Franks And Joseph, Shawn Waters, John Waters...2011 or 2012, year of the cow, trip to New York on the Rabbi Dimes, had 17 kids, and a spare goat. Lions to faces, lyons to faces in mirrors, glory holes done, back in time, freaks out to lie, snakes in the grass, tricks and trades, crooks and liars, robbers to hang. Monkeys to dodge. .Steven Jarrot 7608512267- “Why Party like a Rock Star. Party like a Jew!!!!”Or just save more money on the things that they do have to spend their own money on. Rachel Jarrot, Knows what it meant, then and now, ask Rach Jay, butches and bitches, cows and buffs, forever freaks. What else can a saying like that mean? The dad could not tell me what that meant. Jews are cheap, and they take their money with them when they expire, right?

Party like a Jew, meant party on somebody else’s dime. The Jew’s father who was not in New York City, with his kid for the party better than the Rock stars did not include any of her natural family. This party was with the other Jew’s and it was better than the Rock Stars, according to this Desert Jew Girl from the polo team in Palm Desert, LA Quinta, Indio deserts in California. Party on the church dime is where she is and has a better party than the rock stars. Not sure what the word party actually means from a New York City view, from a desert person of California.

Sunny Sima- 7608512267:

Monday, October 12, 2015....Green Paradise....Green Woods: Green lights, green trees, 420 blue dreams in the wind, good times in the woods. Time of  our lives to come, dances in the streets, dances in the sun, jumps for joy, lots of laughter. 

Diamond Souls

Hairs To You, What a different way to wear locks of hair, cool way to go, not sure for every one. Not sure how the hair thing works, could hurt a bit, hard to know. Night Pixie: Lighthouse visited the first time Dennis Duke, can to California, to see the last wedding. Maxine Moore, Max Moore, girlfriend to the young at heart, found a rolling stone.




One in a million, the one and only flower child, the last one in California. It was another sunny date in Santa Barbara, the ship was fun to sail, with family and friends. The Queen Bee, ready to sail, after the legal dance is done. Tying the knot for the second time. Back to square one, joys and pains of grown and change, new adventures to create for the Dukes.


Happy notes, thanks and praises, for another day alive. Happy to share the time and the space, classes in the woods, classes on the beach, fires of hopes burning bright. Pictures and views in other worlds, hopes and dreams for more and better, trips to the moon, trips to heaven and back. In my father's house, castles in the sky, we all have one, the different to note from mansions. 


Turning the page again, Dennis Duke had to leave, it was to long, it was another piece of news for Pepper. Hot Pepper, so much better than Patty Duke, the pastiche queen his first wife. Every day was a sunny day, every day was a holiday, but Dennis was gray alone. Hot Pepper was his life. Hot Pepper was the reward for 25 years in service to his babies mama. Thank god childhood has a end to it. Lighthouses on the shores, warnings out, ships back on the docks for the night. Good times over for the night. Cats in the cradle, the man and the moon.

Happy notes to share, dazes to dance in the sun. Songs to sing. Happy with the joys and pains of growth, lessons learned the first time. What a great day to be alive. Birds and bees, flowers in dogwood trees, filled with dogwood butterflies. Just do not have time for anger, time to take a joke, time to start something new. Trips on the boat traveling the seven seas, what a great day to live large in the shade of blue skies. Good times to dance in the rain.

Rights Stands

Lady Stands: The game of love, from Michelle Branch, thanks for the gifts of a little bit of this and a little bit of that. Gifts to share of the love and devotion for the true lights on for the long runs, horses that are blue bloods, ratings for the big bands and the rides by yachts for the rebirth.




Thanks so much God? Thanks so much Mom, thanks so much to the heavens, thanks for the words that cover a little bit of this and a little bit of that. Songs to sing about the love and devotion of the new male wonder in town. New York City transplant for the season of peace and love by the sea.

I am a Sorcerer ...Dreams to have, dreams to work.ls). Go out on a limb. That's where the fruit is. - Mark Twain. Hares Lost, Girls In Red Hoods. .How to Grow Your hares.Pitchers Writers, Tips To Tales:🤔💦💧💦💦What the fuck, clowns, cows, crows, candy for eyes, words to mean, steps to take, heads in the clouds, castles in the sky, angels to host, Jesus Christ, Peter Pan, Mickey Mouse.

Santa Clause, and the guy with a heart of joys and pains that cover the surface of the seas of smiling faces flashing during the cold winter nights. Gifts to share of how I a feeling about you, gifts of Michelle Branch and Santana, another song to tell the stories of the bumps in the road. Love and devotion and the joys and the pains of the love of a man for a woman. Stories tell the joys and pains, the bumps in the road, the forks taken for the good times, to tell a tale or two of the girls learning lessons.


Gifts of the joys and pleasures of the friends and the family members for the growth and changes, schools to view for the long runs in time and space. Lessons to learn, tales to share of the good times, the best friends, the blessings and the lessons learned the first time, for the choose few. Plenty of fish in the seas, cages used, dodging the frogs stuck self-serving images in Mirror. Weird equal -wonderful, exciting, interesting, real and different, posses to locate today.

Time of our lives, the best is yet to come, castles in the sky, things to work for, happy days again. Happy for the joys and pains, thanks for the help for the angels, goodness and mercy, here all the time, makes my dazes so much better. On a quest to better, on a mission to right the frogs, back to get on the ships of dreams. 



Happy notes, thanks and praises, for another day alive. Happy to share the time and the space, classes in the woods, classes on the beach, fires of hopes burning bright. Pictures and views in other worlds, hopes and dreams for more and better, trips to the moon, trips to heaven and back. In my father's house, castles in the sky, we all have one, the different to note from mansions. 

Tips for the sinners and tales for the saints, gifts to share of the trips around the trees needed for the lessons to learn. Classes in place. Love and hate, truthful and honest, happy and gay, happy and delighted for the dreams in actions, gifts of the young at heart. Have so much more work to do, walking the tracks, boots for the show of force. Whips and chains on the side, dicks and dawgs barking hard, to get there and get things done, boots made for walking over the slow and the simple, glory days again. 

Bearing Fruits:Mountain Tops: Dazes Blue: Donkeys in Hills...Refection Dreams:

Heads Up: Happy and delighted to share the good news, happy and delighted with Franky Trees, the broker from New York City, what a gem. Diamonds in the rough. Diamonds shining bright tonight. Thanks to the heavens, thanks to the gods, thanks to the angels above for the season of peace and joy. Gifts the words to share of the peace and love by the sea. Santa Clause or Franky Trees, a man of honor, a man of his word, a man to do the right things, because he is a true man. Ships Of Dreams, Boats To Float, Dances In Winds, Birds To Fly, Blue Skies.


Darkness for the dreams, lights on after the sunsets, stars out. Have An Amazing Sunday.Race Completed: Targets Adjusted:Race Completed: Targets Adjusted: Back from the heat wave that was going on in the low desert of Palm Springs, California and still searching in that location for our dream house. It is there waiting for us to show up, my crew and posy of 24 men and 24 women, heads in the clouds, angels left behind. Witches, pixies, fares and goods, shit to trade, lovers, haters, suckers in the darkness, dances in the crowds, waves to make, songs to sing, glory dazes to come.



Dark Strange Dazes: Strangers to friends, dates on the beach, birds and bees out for the sunny dazes, watching the races done to death. Life on the sidelines noted for the freaks out for the tricks, dicks, and cum for the tasteful delights, of the frogs on the beach. Dream life to share with the women of color, dates for the walks on the wild side, gifts to share with the freaks with oral talents to sell, or party and play for the trades, tricks, and exchanges done for the good time. Love and hate horns of a goat. Love and devotions from a man for a women, gifts of the old souls floating here today, gone tomorrow. Lessons to learn, about the fun and games in the minds and hearts of the young at heart. Fairies, pixies, earth angels, bikers from New York, gifts of songs and dances for a better daze.

Herds of Whales - 

Man In Blue, Marines In Best Suit, Uncle Sam, thanks so much, G. I. Jose, military past and present. Round Worlds: Heaven notes, worlds to see, shapes and six stars, days under the sky. Wishes, dreams and prayers, stars out tonight. Stars bright, and stars blue, what a site toe dead. Coins for the dead, coins for the sons, coins for the frogs to see on the left sides. Black And White Matter, Notes And Tips, Noses Views. Hard Knocks, Movie Rights, good times, lost in time and space, songs to sing. Princess Whale, the bitch of West coast, Rachel Jarrot, expired in 2015, like granny.

No fake dicks swing here. The real dick is not a dog. Mans best friend, my best friend, the best that California has to offer. Thanks for the gifts of the true lights on love and devotion. Love and devotion the horns of a goat. Man and woman together in the sand and the sun. Sun and the moon, images of man and woman together for the long runs in to the deep blue seas.

Trips out of the world, trips back to New York, trips back across the oceans, a trip back to find roots. I love the man, I love the life of the man, and I love the four girls created from the loins of this man. Thanks so much for the gift in the right time. Time for the rebirth, and the stages are set for the 18, the 17th and the 16th. Trips by boat on the seven seas, trips to talk about, for the new life created out of a need for company.


Mountain Tops: Dazes Blue: Donkeys in Hills...Refection Dreams:Peace and Love by the Sea. Once long ago, fail to learn, fairy tales, hidden messages to find. True blue in trying, sunny shine instead of rain, love and devotion believer. Luck of the Irish, hard work to practice to win, time and time again, life lessons. Notes on dreams after the climb, with the pits of snakes, pits in bowl of cherries.

Faces in the mirror, faces under the skin, 12 to count, down stop at two, lots more animals under the skins. Goats and sheep, snakes and frogs, freaks and frights, dates on the beach. A treacherous person, as in Ben secretly applied for the same job as his best friend; no one knew he was such a snake in the grass .This metaphor for treachery, alluding to a poisonous snake concealed in tall grass, was used in 37 b.c. by the Roman poet Virgil ( latet anguis in herba ). It was first recorded in English in 1696 as the title of a book by Charles Leslie.
Thanks and praises, goodness and mercy, angels back to back, birds and bees. Good times, time castled in stone, classes on the beach, hate and love. Gifts to share, historical facts, time to laugh, tricked to death. Trips to hell all done, out of free rides, have cash can pay for better trips, without hell hounds. Freaks out at night, veterans to prey, crooks and robbers. Red and the wolves, red girls hooded, fairy tales, real shit, joys and pains, going once again, tales to share. Practice to perfection classic life lessons. Goodness and mercy, angels to see, common friends, mothers maybe, dead and expired, candles out. Angels in hosts, angels to shine, girls in red hoods, lucky days on the edge of light and day. Time to turn around, time to take a stand, all jokes aside. Right and wrong, three lefts will make it right, back to square one.Dazes Blue: Donkeys in Hills...Refection Dreams:Peace and Love by the Sea.