Tristi, 2nd draft

 Once there were a lady named Mommy and a dog named Tristi. They lived in a nice log cabin by a big bayou with lots of trees and not a lot of people.

It was pristine and beautiful but also sometimes lonely. One night the lady and Tristi came home late and were so tired they went straight to bed.

The weather soon turned angry and woke them up. Rain came down hard and wind blew in fast.

Mommy and Tristi were a little scared, but at least they had each other. The storm rocked their house, their world.

Then lighting and wind knocked down the largest oak which came crashing through the cabin, right between Tristi and Mommy.

They could see each other, but they couldn't get to each other.  Floodwaters surrounded them and flowed through the broken house.

The half that Tristi was in began to drift apart, into the swollen bayou. Mommy screamed.

She wanted to help, but the storm just beat her. Tristi was very scared.

Her woody ice floe sailed away on dark rushing river. Mommy cried a long time as she tried to gather the pieces of her life and try to make everything right again....

Two days later she moved what was left into her parents' home, hundreds of miles away. Tristi lay on a dry bed dirt circled by trees, waiting for Mommy, to go home again.

Rescue efforts had been underway. Thousands were saved.

Tristi ventured to the top of the bank and walked upstream by day

....

There are animals we cannot see.

Get out of here, light and wind in my bedroom!

Human a Human

-

cracker swarm

Human Adjustments 

Hermanos preparados

Crackers warm.

"Beast of Foreign Alienation"

Flanet Pitness

Flatness et Pin

I am all out of money; I would like to be human

A human.

Triangulated Warbler

I am gonna eat a fish.

Real Live Fish

First Pascha

 Body and blood sing about the end of life which is not really any End; it is just.

I am seven percent

Observe and pretend and participate

Pray return

Here's all of them I wish they are all

They and He and we and I

Good bye for now four forever

I love you we love you have a good night.

 It's just Angi now. We sold the 's List to Craigslist. They're Craigslist's List now.

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Scenery Humble

 Scenery Humble

Typone shuffled their feet on the uncleaned tilish linoleum, watching the doorway which was doorless. The day had been heating itself intently. The high humidity made Typone's skin and hair slick and sticky. They could not move slowly enough... Water droplets trailed down the white concrete walls. They felt about to reunite with their acquaintance, Julius Ervin, but hoped he was forever away.

Blueness outside enveloped the long, wide leaves, as abundant as they were breath-taking. No breath was given, no breath left. A few colossal clouds conquered above and metered as snails. Eyes aglaze and ablaze, Typone almost winced at the relatively sudden appearance of Julius - gunshot to their gut. No reaction, prolonged stasis...

        

Work Art

 

 SINCERE   SURREAL 

WALLABY APOLOGY 

I Have to Record Smthng Actually Right Now

" It gives me so much Everything."

The beanstalk falling towards the floor of the universe, a little bit of dryer dirt stuck to the inside of my upper right eyelid. It tickles like knives and forks. I try to understand that eating People is eating animals is Fungus, bacteria, viruses living inside of human cells. Homo sapiens is an intelligent life form.

I broke the bottom of the beanstalk where the particles of soil drip like the Lord's oil, anti-gravity into the Heaven of the sky of the planet Earth. It grows very thin at the edge of the atmosphere. My throat expands to 20 times its average girth. Now we are leaving superstition; and bereave how great the money pit can sink. My life will think about how much time can compare. I look down at carpet fibers. My hair is like a 15-year old sexually active best friend's offspring - rolling my arm is a rolling pin. The bowling balls fall on big toe nails. How come the light that God sheds is watery, and hope can find a turtle shell inside a turtle's face? 

Now how about we grow some peaches at the top, at the tippy top of the beanstalk? And I will talk to you later, when we take a walk. Bye, bye.

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Hemp seed oil

             sEed

hEmp            oIL

            Toil and try

To be a better Guy.

i wonder whats next

 

   I forgot the first two lines.

Squeamish whitehall

Burdunsome squiggle

I can't be real, or do I want to be?

said it to myself,

i wonder whats next

{Perfect lip on her train wedding birth

Grandmothership

Where to catch me? Allbeit over grazegraingalax

The Song Gorillaz, CDs in space

Where to live? happy to let you ask I heard hope 2U

Thank u -: top of the tank, a primate in cloths

wearing, watching, waiting

Before Beginning After End

Right after the beginning and right before the end

Take a left at the center my soul's button.

Quietly wipe my face tonight, a shining example of water turning into light.

Blood in my whisky, trying not to weep, I can only figure out your little hope full of Grace.

Money is no object; my objective is your safe return to the cosmic firefighting all beyound

my sweet saviours.

Lie amoung my choices for flowers and grades of brass, blades of grass, green dreams, wild frosty

Morning of Time

Queen of my quitting all the time

Why I'm still growing old

Now here we go again.

Exhaustion Excitement Lust

 All connect to anxiety

Forms of anxiety

Themes of the River.

After high school classes are Adjourned

I am packing up the work site.

 :   Leave me to be what I feel of my brain in my mind's eye and in my faces' eyes. I.

I'll be in amsterdam in one week then we take a train through belgium to paris

I go to my mom's house again. I pack up my clothing. I pack up what we think I might need or want to live a better little life....

My Elation 

Every moment of the Sunrise 

   infinite number, relativity

Eternity 

Basically Biggest and Best

 For those finding It too difficult to accept or believe,

"God" is basically the answer to everything and They are every question:

So basically just try to imagine all of your wonder and every mystery:

The biggest mystery and the best,

And it feels and is correct.

Correct

Photographs, Telephone Camera

 

fromAndee

Kitchen Corner 

 We make big mistakes all the time, but some often we make on purpose. 

Completer Thoughts; to Still

 I typed in full sentences. It was a healthy exercise. The mind expands and encompasses goodness and light. To bring our "stories" closer, I tell you now, my name was Gregory Wredberg....

He grew up in a bubble of gunk. He may have hoped to be ever sensical. All around, over a landscape of beefs, hogs, sticky trees, dry mud minds, sensitive souls languished at dawns and sunsets, incomprehensible; compromise blossomed. 🌸 

Gregory was a lone soldier sailor, meaning he could only live fighting the ocean.

In the hardest times, he sweated in the perceptions of other human people. The limestone walls of public schools and civil authorities hunted all their embarrassments. He was alone indefinitely with his family and passersby in life. A diminishing percentage were interesting at all, like a book, a singular thought. Television was the thing to do. 

Impossible to say

Intermission 

The End 

After CBS Sunday Morning, I love John Fetterman. He reminds me of John Lurie.

 

 I'm a shutin. I'm an American hostel child

Hostile child

Host style 

Thought they were poplar

 

Avery

 Bugle

  Cadre

Money status 

Get things

Death, Cancer

A very Sum

On avery island 

Very sorrow

Glad tide

Bungle the yield 

But makes mistakes gold and yellow damages reputation future of children taught comfertless clothes 

starrchy blues

Unbourn pink

Litller human desk pot

I abstain complete celibate 

Celiac lilac

Brush stroke burn Autonomy . . . .

Aging compass

Monks with realaxing hats

 You're a grandfather now,

So start actin like god. 

The idea began. 

Cows

Cows drive fast in the passing lane.

Marriage lasts until the next refrain.

Broken bodies lie on the side of the freeway between Waco and San Antonio. 

Animals fixate on what kills them.

How many more animal suicides? 

Is non-human inhumane? 

The death of suicide 

The suicide of death 

My Blood is warm-Blooded

Wavy Sailor

Serious Porch

Bicycle repair man got stuck 

hanging on the edge of a roof.

Reparing vinyl libedo nutsack industrial-type velcro fasteners on legendary fascia from commercial residential middlepeople only asserts false lame important opinions. [Begin Luckyhankodenkirch]

The flank steak sits thick on the kitchen's stone.

Time's revived by shyness shamans. 

I knew a little boy in Englewood.

Simple Cheese

Singing Baby

Danse Macabre

For AaronAndee

It was a lot gustier and more wild right before

So Good Your Blessing

Everything's better when

The Pain is dull and consistent.

Having a good sleep is So Good

Are you awake at 5:35?

Maybe i can copy and redirect the contents

I am open to Your Blessing.

I left work 12 hours ago.