Essay 2. There is a hippie travelers In me waiting to come Out.
I feel that in a past life I was hippie. I Often Think about the first hippie In the world At wood stock and I think I would Like to leave This crazy world behind and join them. Are there any Peace and Love hippies still alive Today. Were the First hippies about peace and love Because of what they were Smoking or was that who they really are in their hearts and souls. I feel I truly am a free sprit. The Music and the lyrics hit my soul. Because my heart is Raw and It's senstive to the cold air of the suffering in this world. But sadly the beliefs of the first hippies were about is not how the world today Runs. Did the first hippies have faith in God and Jesus Christ. Know now That I have seen. The personal mircales that the lord Has made happen In my life I can never go back to the faith again. There is a hippie traveler In me waiting to come Out. I feel. Life is short and the world is large. There is a hippie Travelers in me waiting to come out. I feel Iam a free Sprit. I have big Dreams Of seeing. The Eiffel tower and travelling Through London. And I dream to be a writer And being a free traveller. There is a Hippie traveller In me waiting to come Out. If travelling was free no one would see me. I do Pray that I can one day Run away from the town and the country that. I have always Been to go where I have never been yet. There are Soo many world landmarks that I wanna see in my life time. There is a hippie traveller in me waiting to come out. It has always Been A dream of mine to see to see a Broadway Show in New York city. It scares Me. That life is only lived once cause there Is sooo many things I want too do in my Life. But I don't know What plans the lord has For me. There is a hippie Travelers In me waiting to come out. Maybe somewhere I can find a place That has green grass with Alot of yellow sun flowers and I can put it a sun flowers in my Hair. There is a hippie traveller In me waiting too come out.
Trying to scream Logic in a Storm of Far Left
Insanity In Australia
In today's Episode of Australia downfall
The wounded Australian Writer
Essay 3. Aussie Veterans on X are asking if they Should return their Horror Earnt Medals in the Aftermath Of the Well Respected War Veteran Ben Roberts Smith Being arrested By Our government for Crimes on the Battlefield that Our government Sent him too.
In today's Episode of Australia downfall. the darkest day In Australia Recent history Happened the Far Left Spineless void Of a Backbone Aussie government And Low IQ corrupt Aussie Prime Minster Albo And the Australia hating Polications along with the Hateful Lefty Side of The country For Years conducted A Corrupt witch-hunt against the Well Respected And Brave War Veteran Ben Roberts Smith And Today the Aussie Government Arrested Ben Roberts Smith Cor war Crimes In the Middle East War That the Coward Aussie government sent him to. if the Government Doesn't want Any ...
My book of poetry
My Ehile diaries
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Poem 1. The Profound Shock that My Bestie can Throw The History of us In the trash due to Me having The Commonly known Not allowed thoughts above our country.
On the Day of a commonly globally Know. day for humour and the Dawn of a New Month That Contains The holy Month of the Lord And saviour of the Broken humans
Suffers physical Slashings And Lashings To his Temple And He faces a Person In his Inner Circle Betraying Him Judas. A Digital and Verbal Lashing to my Heart was sent to my Bestie After the Day I was. Emotionally Broken I was Inwardly Feeling the Blue River Of grief On the Day That Marks Eight Years since My Grandpa Was Called To the Sacred Home In the Sky. My Bestie Knew this. I was Under The Mental Illusion. I was Inwardly Put together but that Illusion Fell apart When I heard our drivers Forgein Tounge And my vocal Annoyance came To Light to Be heard By my Bestie. My Ehile Diaires. To my Heart Break my Bestie ...
My book Of Essays for Russell
My Church Diaries
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Poem 5. I Do Wonder On holy Monday would The Son of The Father of Creation Of Earth and Humans Would have Turned Tables
Sub Title. for Lent I gave Up My Church
For Lent I gave up My church because After over Time I learnt how to Become Devoted To the home Of my Faith I walked In as a Wounded Raw hearted Past abused song Bird looking for A Sacred Home To do Sacred home To do Some Inner Heart scared Surgery in the Hallowed Gothic Halls with My Lord And Saviour on The Cross and By opening up my soul and exposing the earth Dad wounds in the Gothic Halls so the grateful golden spirit can flow into bring some relief too these open wounds in me. My church Diaries. I do pray that it will remain to be a forever lasting tattoo in the Sphere Of my mind the soul to soul sunlight hours chat with the faithful church Staff member. After the phone mail sent him and to the Gothic Hallowed halls about the most ...
