Tall Tales, Holiday Notes 2015: Joy and Pleasures

City Views, Tall Buildings, work places for so many, tales of hard dayz, stone gardens. Tales and tips, dazes at the beach, good times.  Time on cross done, trips to hell, trips to beaches, fires of hopes still burning. Tips and tales, time as a wheel, round and round, paths taken. History to share, blue bird songs, good times, dances on sands of time. Big lights, big dreams, gifts to share.

Delighted still, happy songs to sing, tips and tales good times, dances on the beach, views of the stars at night. Fairy tales told Jesus Christ, was a con man, great song and dance in the wind, Super-freaks, super-wide, super stars, night time story for fish and frogs in the seas. Works every time, man of woods, man of stories of a great life, after death. Best life in death to share, the bible with fables, dreams, and songs of a wonderful life in death.

Ships at night, ships sailing seven seas, over the rainbows, joys and pains, songs to sing. Ships passing on seas of dreams, boats and ships, rocking on oceans. Stars bright tonight, dreams and prayers, up in the air, angels out to guide the way, good times. Many plans, goals, hopes, prayers in motion daily, adventures to share with a giant, green, white or blue giants. Jacks or Jill to go up the hills together, watch out for the rocks under the grass, to fall and get back up. Friends, fairies, families, and foes at the crossroads, chances and choosing the paths to take.

Year of the horse, racing the race at a fast pace, housing has been an issue forever and a daze, help need from the other veteran having trouble making payments, want to start over again, where are those houses. Where are the house empty waiting for new life, waiting to open the doors and the windows wide on the dreams, hopes and prayers of a veteran or two. Papers to write with the terms need, want to take the time?

Who do you love, who do you love, graveyard rime, who do you love, song to sing and dance to, on the radio now, wanted to share with you a song to sing, I like it. What have you seen, where have you been, who do you love, nice song to sing. Not sure who made it, just wanted to take a moment in time, to share my views about that. Shoes on your feet, who do you love, who do you love? walked 47 miles to the graveyard, for the dances of the dead, who do you love? Graves to you and graves to you.

Busy living or busy dying, forks in the world for the change of fortunes, chances to take on the earth angels, goodness and mercy noted for the holidays 2014. Last dazes for the veterans out in the cold winter nights at 50 degrees sometimes less, in the church that need repairs in Long Beach, the Veterans Music Exchange, for the beast and the music mixes that we have to do. Help us help the others with less than their own houses, that have to surf for the free will to stay strong.

Wishes, prayers and desires are for a house, for a castle, for a horse or two to race in the wind on the shores of beaches in and around Long Beach, houses with grass on the sidewalks, with the birds in a pond on the grounds, with steps to the beach, up to three miles next to the beach would be heaven here on earth for me. Dreams in the hot tub watching the stars shoot across the sky, Mars and Venice are the planets that come to mind first. Hot tub, good company to shoot the shit about the dogs and dicks that still work at racing the rats for a buck. Glad to say that is not my story, had a little help from a friend once, that man it his mission to get the monetary consideration for the nightmares that I still have.

Follow rules to get there are burn in hell. Devils lost fight in heaven, gifts from devils and humans mated, product to view of good and evil in a man. Trick on words, trades done for good looks and oral talents, to barter to trade for free rides. Lines for Brains were to long, lots of short lines for tickets to free rides. Trains, planes, buses, boat tickets free rides to the seven seas, taken instead of brains.

Trips to trade, skills to act like junk stolen with the prices given for lost dreams, in storage units, Steven Jarrot,  males in the pack went. On the border, and over the bonder, they learned how to do their horse and pony shows. How to get bonus cash though the years, insurance cash for tales of robbery every year, July 4, more riches for wolves. Leas on learned how to be a crook, how to be a liar, and how to cheat insurance companies, family skills learned.

Fuck today and fuck tomorrow, how many ways and how many people always the first question for the tribe members here. Normal, main steam, or just a group of white people doing the white things that count in the long run, at the end of the day the houses, cars, condos, wigs and hair caps, what do you work, run, drives you daily, love, peace and happiness. Enough for acts of kindness ever, or just self-serving still, as in forever and always.

Seven Snakes, or the Prince of Frogs, Jackass leader of pack of mules, burros, and donkeys. Steven Jarrot, 090462: 7605643510, whale on land to date, RV camper in Ventura? Oxnard? Fruits and nuts to go, catcher for balls, cum for the sucker of the year, whales to date.

Tribe members, and what they stand for, GED Super Side, Jewish Bisexual Jarrot Army 2015: Steers and queers, on that side of the family, Cuban transplants, Paul and Sima Jarrot, weeks before the bun- Steven  Jarrot, was born an American Toad. Frogs, Toads, of Jackasses, that you pick. Thieves, liars, and truths and honesty comes in shades of white lies, red lies,  ugly lies, and half truths, acceptable for the frogs, cattle, and donkeys in the herds in the hills in Riverside, the dead ones are there now and always.