Put put goes the golf cart and it's just so nice

The sun makes its appearances through he thick southern brush and monks chant in my ears. 

On a certainb type of automatic drive

The way drives itself and I think of beauty

I think of my own and how smart enough or enlightened enough or just enough with themselves to see beauty is the light and open space that shines through the spirit becomes the soul of a direction of life....beauiful to be around, becomes more than the scale beauty is weighed in on. How heavy must be weights yet unlifted.

And in lightness, comes freedom. Prayer, I lift myself up to u, my lord, thy will be done- pray only for ur knowledge working thru, may I touch who u sent me and love who you love, in Christ's name I pray

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