Joy Our Love

It's how you laugh, and who you laugh with, of course. Ayurveda mentions here, in a 1600BCE display of human understanding. Hippocrates included laughter in his works to science and medicine. It may have served as an easy release for doctors doing more difficult practice in disease. So in order to avoid the doctor and hone in a high practice of humoristic skill, try studying other people, and decide what sense and style fits you best. If you're curious about more of the Indian influences in humoristic dialogue. Also note how often, His Holiness, the Dalai Lama uses laughter in lecture. In fact, he considers himself a professional.  We often don't always understand him. However, the brain (as I would annotate Dalai's attribution of peace-containing) and heart are here in two theories-- so if you can give a loving jolt for a moment, join in; and in case he's laughing at you-- you can gain higher perspective from a place of self-love. Win him over as your friend! ...

Blindly righting, as if I knew left from Write. Delicate existence and Latin in spite. Supposing some methodical preposition while retaining the inside. Derived from a fig but named by device. Robots and scoundrels, and scoundrels on rrobots. Precursory influence with broad shoulders. Yes, no, boulders. Center is true. The deed that's been given is depth and in view. You try hard enough, and show what you might. Energetic in caution and fixed on flight. Break between pauses Peace on highest mount. Nothing is believing if the belief isn't tantamount.

Light coming from shade and shadow showing an age. Happy deletions with competitive sage. The ghost cannot, she, Seeking beauty in all. I default to my vicinity, in divinity with call. She feels her resplendence with sharp angles and nuance. The chatter in the behind is from former and laughter.

You bore me with choices, In time and by sound. You pontificate pleasures with the world spinning round. It shifts and it twinkles, with food in the lock. It's vested by heart. and theoretically ox. It dances around 90 and sheds truth in the mighty. Pleasing words to the girl Is the men being flighty.

The concocting of connote Is robust and afloat It speaks easy in gloat and runs far from the mote. It is a hint of a coat. but away from the kin. The winter is winning And the kids are right in. With cold running fluid. And a delicate flank. It remits the outspoken And keeps the grace going. But fond and undoing.... It could use nothing at all and reach ever wider, With the weather in all. He's sly as a fox but brash like a spider. She floats and is lighter, Than kites in a fighter. Cooling; chastising matter. The rumble of a flame. The game of theory is quite nearly innane. It perceives in placation and rises for angst. When winter is done. It provides summer with thanks!

Loving the best neighbor in the universe will heal you in infinte waters of the most oxygenated and healthy, cooperative and replenishing way. Always allow openness of body and mind. Tremble in constant ackowledgement for GOD is good! Jesus is our life and salvation. Praise him.

In to this state of mind, for more, if sane. Living right, openly and peering to no vane. Take me oh brethren for my hands are astray, alluding two points and leaving a way, for only my ignorance can make me this way--  Blessed be, an almighty wisdom a'course! Spreading the photons where light is stowed. Dancing trees with a golden glow! I may just have to query all I have missed. For a newly refined trip to the bottom of abyss.  Can we bring the heady mystics to their gates? Should we now eliminate the unloving with our all eternal fate? Can we create a more perfect order? The heavens begin to breathe. Believer of truth and trouble no more, hope filled hearts, the horizon asunder! Where we established the white and came from the knowledge, We trek through the higher midst and eliminate with a conscience. Two of the same attraction and one of a new feeling. If we could have shaken the tree of its fruit, we could create only an instance, We n...