Tiny Transylvania

High voltage intensity.

Im glad to see other high intensity chics exist. Becoming a chanteuse and putting that radiance to shine. A room could never be dark with you in it.

 

Impressions of long ago.

That sometimes turned out wrong. Impressions of you.

 

I send you blankets of love.

Things to remember. Living in a fast world where everything is quickly over-turned by something that seems better, we should be mindful at how blessed we truly are. I watched a film that made me cry at the sheer unfairness and disgusting plight. Then I decided wouldn't it be better if I prayed for the love to reach over far away and cover those in a warm blanket of safety. Or, perhaps with enough prayer, and positive thoughts could actually reach someone and cheer their path?

I believe that change is imminent. I believe change can occur if everyone put effort in making these changes either by writing letters to your elected officials, sending donations or all out protesting it would be likely to occur.

I feel embarrased at how sometimes I become impatient and simply want more, and more, and more like a helium balloon. However, i do try and give my part back.

I say a prayer for you little children who have no voice. I do not know you but i carry your plight in my heart. I wish that you all had the same things I can give my child.

I hug my son a little bit stronger so you can feel my warmth against your cheek.

 

Osama a real story

Lemony Snicket and The Composer is Dead

April 9th at 2 pm Knight Center I will be taking Londonium to see....................

The Composer is Dead.

 
A collaboration between children's author Lemony Snicket (One of my most favorite gives me tingles in my toes kinda favorites.)

 Until Recently He Preffered to Remain a Figment of everyone's visceral imagination.

 

Click on link below to enjoy his site:

 Oh Lemony Snicket you sly devil you.

and we musnt forget composer Nathaniel Stookey, The Composer is Dead is a morbidly funny musical whodunnit that investigates every section of the orchestra—A Peter and the Wolf for the 21^st century aimed at a new 
generation.

I make love to words.

I make love to words.

 

                                 Imaginary Letters.           JKLMNOP....        P I gotta go to the loo and P.

 

We just don't click anymore but we can surely cluck and then like chickens run away.

But the way of the pig is to wallow in his filth and lies.

         Standing on Heartbroken Avenue.          Hitching a ride to the Champs Elysees.                           

 Blowing heart bubbles to you.

                                                        Ready to be burst at a moment's fancy.

I make love to words.           

                                       ABCDEFGH.            I,     I am so elementary indeed.      It hurts to breathe.

 

 
sign up for this it warms the soul.