Mystic flux

I will go on autopilot, Now I know why he's afraid, I promised him that this is that this would work I don't believe I never thought of that before I keep forgetting my lines I had to just put it out there and not worry about it and figure it out afterwards live love and stay wild my friends

I'd spent the day in bed moping, lamenting the lack of energy, pretending she still cared and would make everything alright. I got up around 3 when Les came to feed and clean the birds, we chatted about the storm on her horizon so I have that to motivate me too. I bid her farewell, she was taking Kate to dinner, and climbed the stairs feeling the energy begin to swirl in the emptiness of my spine. I put on pancakes from the bowl I'd used at lunch with cinamon and a little of the white sugar dickwad left me. Aside from the fact that I overcooked the first one they were very satisfying and now I can meditate on the flow of chi while I tell you about my conversation with Noah. I spoke with my golden angel yesterday, I just realized the line I need to remember, we all try to deny the truth, to once again eat steak. And as I looked at our reflection in the bathroom mirror, he put his hand on my shoulder and, slowly, with dramatic intention he said "You are the greatest magic...

Please allow me to start this again... Hi, My name's Tom and I've taken over control of this bumbling idiot's life. I think we make a good team Gillybeane and I'd like to offer you a deal, you offered to edit my book, you probably don't even remember but I do, like the girl said, I know all about regrets, but I digress. Edit that! Ha! I need your attention to detail, and your attention to discipline in order to succeed, I just pray that I'm not just being vain here, I do have a flare for the self indulgent these days. Seriously though, I could really use your help, I put everything on the line for this story and it's not paying dividends yet, I know you can help me turn it into the story it's supposed to be, art and love save the world! What do you say? What do I have to offer you? Is it too late?

When I open my eyes dawn coming soon I see the stars I see the moon I get out of bed and stretch my legs I bring you fresh coffee, bacon and eggs And when I come home I pray that you're still there To continue, my Love, this mad, mad affair

This is an old maxim , you all know the answer right? This saying, and so many like it, exemplify the foundations of the self-help movement, people will flock to you, all you have to do is just offer them a simplistic catch phrase. Something that encapsulates life's down side that everyone can identify with yet offers the hope of an easy, do-it-yourself quick-fix. 5min abs my ass! How do I create a catch phrase like that? You know, a pithy witticism as bait hiding a barbed treble hook of ubiquity beneath it. I was listening to Subliminal the other day and thinking about what the people in power might have been listening to growing up; as odd a segue as that may seem it brought me to thinking of how the art of manipulation has evolved over the years. How do I go about accomplishing my goal of subverting popular culture from self-serving game zombies into willing participants in the largest global charitable event the world has ever seen. Here's the elevator p...

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To the tune of Winter Wonderland Doorbells ring, are you listening  From here to Maine, the snow is glistening  When friends come in sight, the love and the light  You know that they're the reason for the season Come to stay is your brother, your baby sister and your mother  We'll all get along, the light our love song  You know that they're the reason for the season In the morning we'll share all our presents  As the children's faces light up bright  They'll say is it magic? We'll say yes sir! And that love will be with them for all their life Sing my song, to inspire  A love that burns, like the fire  The friends that we've made, for family we've prayed  You know that they're the reason for the season Lyrics by Tomorrow Sweetwater Copyright 2016 The Sweet Tom Fund.