Joy Our Love

Beauty is infinite and easy, simple and developed.  Refined in a sugary pulp that is delicious to every atom and cell of our skin. Father God sustains all life. Animals avenge the enemy. He lingers in the trees we breathe. Won by Jesus, now everything is His. Elves and clovers are just a way for lsd and let to be abolished. There is no need for man's confusion and quandry. Men alone are not holy. The Dalai llama does know the trees? He speaks a language of antiquity and builds compassion for his men, only to be used for a missed love.  Doves signify Peace, we have 3 in Trinity. No other company. Just let love reveal itself and supply the best possible feeling, for we can go anywhere and do anything good. It is easy to be gentle and I can learn and do, do, and deed. Within blankets and sheer, comfort and innocence. Soft as a warm tickle. Gentle as a Bahamian breeze in ampled paradise. Without the snorkel but purely moving between each powdery stone I'm gentle delight. Foreign

With my backpack she was near the tree.

"It is known that mature, leafy trees, such as redwoods ,  aspens  and  oaks , are the best producers of oxygen. Additionally, it is known that a tree produces higher volumes when growing than when mature, because converting air and soil into wood causes the tree to produce more oxygen." Google. com Sequoia Redwood Aspen Pine Evergreens (various starting with pink bark to gray-- is least oxygen producing)

Driving by in France seeing Rachel in a glance, Going down by the water, seeing Sim and feigning to God's child. Seagulls above in winter's day (real life). Noticing the speed of wind over water. Realizing a technology. Patent that thing, and don't forget the next. In the water, there was no exit.  Just enlightenment. An angel in the form of many jellyfish near my Aunt Judy-- and next to my grandma in red hair. She "bonked" heads with my Aunt Mary Jean. My Mom was safe, but on the wrong side. My grandma loves her more. (Mary Jean is young and a teacher)