A good fruit cake contains a little of everything, however too many nuts might mess it up.
Down in the country
less populated in count
nuts and fruits equal a
smaller amount
Further up the road in
the great big city of many
nuts and fruits are a plenty
The more dense the population gets
there the most nuts and fruits sits
The nuts might walk around
in three piece suits
There maybe some sporting
fatigues and combat boots
Others maybe fully unattached
from their roots
totally nuts and no raisins or fruits
Young foolish boys selling
drugs and dope
cause their sick environment
done destroyed their hope
There may even be a few child
molesting priest working for the pope
Please lock your doors and close your
curtains or become a victim of the spyscope
Of course with ingredients being unsatisfactory
the big city isn't the perfect fruit cake factory
And you're writing in the right place for nuts too...as I count myself amongst them...I gotta wonder if back before all this technology we might have been better off, when we didn't know of child molesting priests and people selling drugs...e
Defrocked priests and the banker and school teacher all have the fire inside that drives their desires. No matter the consistency of the cake the ingredients are there because we humans put them there.
The second book in the telepathy series. It contains more ways for the up and coming telepathist to experiment with the sending and receiving of thoughts and is at the end of the story about future telepathy people found unexpectedly chosen by the go
The captivating music of birds and the enchanting beauty of roses have, each in their own right, inspired people around the world for as long as anyone can remember. How the two combine with the challenges faced by a struggling writer in Georgia to c
A way to use your mind for silent communication. Speaking about the methods in the book I have used since a young age.
21st Century learning. I also have a GoFundMe page to ask for funds so I can research with other people and add their experiences
Peace,
Dayvid
Peace and Blessings,
Christine