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Friday, December 7, 2012

[THOUGHTS OF THE SUN AND THE MOON] FEATURING MORGANNE RAY

[THOUGHTS OF THE SUN AND THE MOON] FEATURING MORGANNE RAY
THE MUSIC... I TOLD YOU IT MAKES YOU SMARTER...
http://youtu.be/UbKK4-TDoGY


J

She is moon and I am sun breaking across the horizon...
I sigh at her entry into my world, filling the canvas of my skies.

M
The skies being the recesses of my mind, colored with the images of things not seen, but felt.
Deprived of time like the few sacred moments that the sun and moon intertwine.

J

Even while separated by space and time night and day our light is connected... as we stand right across the distance looking into each others eyes.
She controlling the waters and I the solar winds... such a splendid union as our presence is felt in the core of humanity.

M

The collision of our separate emotions : wind and water made for a beautiful disaster.
The world feels a force stronger than any one person can ever dream of creating.
Our love is like energy, it can never be destroyed or created. It can only change direction. I became you, and you became I ....meant to share the same reflection.

J

We are the dreams and beautiful tales as told in epic stories a song echoing off into the orbits of other worlds... Reaching the remnants of the big bang.
Swirling through the milky of the way as planets are born and life connected flows along in the system of Serius B. 
You and I as seen though the telescopes of satellites in space, The words of Khalil Gibran so fluid and smooth. 
Prophets and Queens of Sheba, Fabulous tales as told by bards roaming country back roads.

M

Unfortunately we wake up from dreams, and tales are never true.
The song our hearts once sang eventually faded to black, but only after holding on for too long......... 
Like the last note in a song you never want to end.
Feelings shattered like scatter radiation. Impossible to be made whole again.
Broken hearted thoughts traveling at the speed of light
186,000 miles per second and in that minute frame of space, I realized that our endless love was now out of time.

[HIRSTUTE DEPRAVITY] CHURCHHHHH.



[HIRSTUTE DEPRAVITY] CHURCHHHHH.
A LITTLE MUSIC FOR THIS MADMANS DEMENTED DREAM... 

I find myself at an impasse...
I must say this or I will feel as if I am just not being truthful at all.
If God didn't want it hairy he woulda left it bald.
Not to say that I dont like it bald but hairy makes me hard like young male gorilla.
Parting the bushes to get to that beautiful stream where I drink until satiation.
Makes me want to swing off trees into that pussy.
If I was one who believed in Santa Claus I would make a list that said hairy pussy.
Hairy pussy.
Hairy pussy.
I bet Mrs Claus has a hairy pussy.
All grey and shit covered in fuzz.
I bet Santa fucks her hard.
I like hair so much that when you lay down to go too sleep I will be rubbing you... rubbing again when you wake up.
All strung out in your fur.
When I nut I will blast all on those lips and in that hair... 
Look at it and get right back hard again.
Hairy pussy is the natural thing...
Pretty pussy all gift wrapped...
Just for me?
Tearing at the wrapper like I was three.
Hairy pussy.
Hairy pussy.
Whewww!!! 
Can I get a witness?

AND I DIGRESS INTO THIS HAIRY PUSSY...



WHEW!!!