Today is a day which on this day I am able to type, I am thankful for the weather right now as the thunderstorm rolls through. It being a rainy day so much later than expected for the time to write, I am going to have to simply be thankful of breathing tonight. I feel the time to try a different writing style, because of the short amount of time until midnight.
After reviewing some various information regarding past memories and more, the time of which to recount the score.
For if election fraud was found on more than one side of the political equation, how can the United States of America stand as a nation?
What was holy let such remain holy still, and that which needs to be cleansed be rooted outward quick to the bill.
Releasing of the ones which were the purest of the pure within the earth, solidified the #Mayan system of rebirth.
As memories come and memories go, be careful as intentions are also important when reaping to sow.
There are those needed with strength and heart, for which one without the other can not ever part.
Integrity and virtue as well as truth in the most sincerest of ways, sometimes comes at a hefty large price to pay.
I did keep my promise of what it was I had to do as I said for my son, my daughter, for me, and for you.
So many who have come and gone to fight for this country before you may read this, had all begun with one loving and sweet beautiful kiss.
An innocence so purely unaware of the dangers close at hand, was mandatory for more than just one individual's plan.
The Founding Fathers and Founding Mothers of the United States of America saw so many aspects coming, instead of falling they went running.
More than those who have ever realized as to who had seen it all and gave much information at the door for some, would be a specialized little Lady with a three and a one.
She warned the General George Washington of ever so much for his wife to also see, and yet did not realize a different aspect of that honey bee.
The other Founding Mothers paid attention to what was being written into laws, and then saw it was only called a Grandfather Clause.
Enough one had said and yet another, the argument began between all of the brothers.
Those who were faithful, loyal, and true did the best to remain as such; and yet another came around, which had caused harm to the one who was known not others to touch.
The Lady saw of what was about to come and she warned, painfully and agonizing for who she would have to be forced to scorn.
The one of which had needed more than just one tiny little boon had been warned of so much more, of which a tiny switch went on outside of a lit door.
She gave her life so others did not have to experience the same, because it was always a part of their little game.
She saw a glance of something she could not un-see or un-know, it took awhile to realize after a heavy hitted blow.
With nothing around as the earth began to shake, no one ever asked her what she saw during such a type of or type of quake.
More people she knew had been awaken from a slumber, and currently right now I enjoy the dark thunder.
I thought going back and forth would be fun because I like words from my years in Latin, maybe that is why I have enjoyed the feeling of silk and of satin.
However I realize because my words rhyme when you read and take into consideration my words a different way, why is it you easily listened to what musicians sang to say?
If you were to have taken out the lyrics to read the words with the page book in your hands to hold, the words literally tell you everything you need to know.
The shorthand version of the booklet inside only give you a tiny peek in, whether or not you choose to pay attention to the color of their skin.
However listening to music on the radio instead of watching music videos, then what happens when you go outside from all of those shows?
Mesmerized by that television, movie, computer, cellphone, tablet, ipad, and etcetera screen with the words only audible though now with the captions; are you beginning to think about different reactions?
Those tickers at the bottom of the news broadcasts are just as important too, believe it or not it truly is true.
I have been asked how I could listen to other types of genres and dance easily, it was because of the difference between the background and the words in part you see.
Thus listening and reading as thinking to contemplate more than just what catches the ear, over time as a child I felt inside a small tear.
My heart area began only to sweat, and for every here and now I feel a deep breath.
I fell for that one admittedly long ago as I read, and saw what was going on around beyond laying in the bed.
I thought to myself as to what Walt would think, and then some time later there I was in a blink.
Then one day later on it is now time, for this to be the actual rhyme.
As tomorrow is another day, is so as they say.
I suppose I can make a joke about this particular picture set in reference to a SCUBA Diving aspect and the changing of the colors, right?