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It's reigning, the heavenly clouds does. I am a live lobster. Mourning morning, my mothers ashes arrive. She's a gonna. Poor critter. Dead gone. Burned. .

Straights should be in strait jackets? … oh wait we all are. RELAX and Breath out … now you can wriggle free [lobster top tip] . . . There must be some way outta here said the joker to the clown 🤭🪷🦞

The 8 folding path

1. Wrong view
Always view things from the skew of the wisest dharma deva you can. In this way you will refine your perception to always have rose tinted glasses or insight into official dharma. Never look into and investigate for yourself, that might lead to the light. Heavenly view will not help you. Better the devil you know.

2. Wrong intention
Don't go silly over sila, always intend to do well, better or be superficial. What no one discovers is clearly as acceptable as what you can get away with or a reputation for. In other words expose your best traits to impress the gullible. Wear a nice uniform or sari. Consider it a disguise. Humility and other behaviour is easy to fake. If you find an impressive blind man, follow him, you will end up somewhere.

More dharma to follow …

Leaf, water, mould and worms … soil good enough for trees … nom nom …

Good Morrow Beloved MandoNaughts,

Ian Crusty hear but you can call me or

As a practicing I would remind you we have a world to Salve … meanwhile here is a

Of edible flowerings …

I believe that is correct or rather true and complete. Mind you I am in two minds about how right it is to use numbers out of context or in.

i leaned to fish with Lao Tsu. The Buddha taught me nothing. Now the daisies are read and like every dervish almost dead … i crumble amongst the leaves. dance amidst the karma before the stormpede

This is a mint moth. A tiny thing but they are often the bestest. We are all tiny, a peace of the uni. let us flutter our wings and sit amongst fragrant herbs of lemon minted gold …

Tomorrow … or the day after my mothers ashes will be delivered. I wonder if we will recognise her …🤭⚱️

wrong Turner

on the Dub Side your dark bugs
Your alight from reformed chains
go

I am Lucifer and IT likes Tuesday’s toothpaste
my buddy Bod Hi is inventing
Our science is a Dead bouncing lightening
chicken -chemy
the children of from a dimensional matrix
Protect my meat

en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dubber

the Llama called Dalai … wait that is a flower The Dahlia Lama Mama DingDong Avo calling …

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