God Needs Time: Isla School

Isla. School. Eleven. One. And here is a pair. Triangulate Count. Eleven. Two. And here is a pair. Gravitational approach to mass. Nothing is ever personal. You are just imagining this. Make a point. The spear tip rises from the center donut. If I wanted to understand how stupid I was where would I start? Do you want to break the chain of command? Triple. Eyes. "FunkNRoll". "Musicology". They kept dancing so Grandma would not skip a beat seeing her son bring her grandbaby onto the stage. "Raspberry Berry". You must say something that is not exact for me to tell you what you are thinking. She, your opponent, is making this easy for you. "Body" touch and sensations. You hypnotized yourself to avoid snapping and retain less water with less manual labor. "Insane". "Unstoppable". Nostrils flare. Fingers snap mouth and ears for moment of brevity. Character. Arms. Take shape. Feet. Muscle. Fetal position. Rolls under butt. Relax tissue. What was the last thing I heard you say. Memory thought behaves. Ear and skin wax. Puberty. Listen to other's playlist. Is there a song that you can add? Epiphany. "Jekyll". Do not hide. I am able to hold two or three beats at a time in my mind. And pull the rhythm back to the message that I want to share. Personal cadence. Soul music. Tummy to tummy rub. "Sheila E." The message is what I create. "Teddy's Jam". Bedtime stories. Slumber parties. Free love is good for your soul. "Carlos Santana". You are a God damn butterfly. "Put Your Lights On". I agree. You have leaned. "Body". Do not fail to doubt your expectations. Careful. Truth. Document. Glass. Blowing. Predator. She needs to hear mother's approval. Nature. Baby aliens observe from a void the dark matter you have adulterated. Conglomerate dependence on purpose and direction. Status brings appeal to guests. You worry to oblige. Trees have seen more strikes. Diplomacy. Master class tectonic plates. Welcome. "Can I". Let us talk. Meet to discover what matters to take away with you. Flavor comes with the delivery. Taste. Confess what may hold your free will expression. See. "When We Get By". Learn to leave well enough alone. We exist trans figuratively throughout space. Moments. Attract. Synchronic. Events. Happen. Time dilutes spacial causality. You think relevance is now while mind is elsewhere. There is too much worry in poverty. If anyone can do anything why aren't they doing this? Listen. Stratosphere. Dance. Self regulate. The experience of pleasure requires discipline. Every opportune moment is an available consideration. Worry brings concern with relevance only to the moment. Money holds guilt your for pleasure. Afraid to ask. You are here now. And I apologize for being the antagonist to your nightmare. If you do not have self worth for the things you want you will create empty lots. Be yourself. Yes. Thank you. You are gracious. Yes.

Playlist

"FunkNRoll". https://youtu.be/yP9IKhfXT9E

"Musicology". https://youtu.be/zILabWVdIMs

"Raspberry Berry". https://youtu.be/l7vRSu_wsNc

"Body". https://youtu.be/Cihr9OWsEuk

"Insane". https://youtu.be/8AwTlsnmpVc

"Unstoppable". https://youtu.be/QCjAHj_qnCg

"Jekyll". https://youtu.be/ghw26g3h6L0

"Put Your Lights On". https://youtu.be/KCBS5EtszYI

"Teddy's Jam". https://youtu.be/e2CjkomOR7k

"Body". https://youtu.be/Cihr9OWsEuk

"Can I". https://youtu.be/bLe11Lv7EFc