Ever notice it is kind of hard riding the bus back 'OUT' sometimes?
Where the Fuck is it?
It was easy enough to get here...
Maybe you are new in town or in the village and you don't know where the bus stops etc... and everything is in a different language... and there you are pretty lost.... whatever you do don't take out the tourist map on the corner and look.... hide that camera... the natives are restless you know...
You don't want to become a victim out of their hunger.
Red Bay used to be like that...
HE was in his boat gently rocking the halyards were making a bell ringing sound as they slapped the hollow aluminum mast... why he can still hear them...
He thought about one of the greatest lines he had ever heard in his life.. of 60 plus years...
'Don't Worry about it'
He thought:
Still, Still Sleeping?
and what about the validity of danger associated with religion?
How quickly they can turn... zealot
To indignation and self righteousness
His only resolve........... was
The Sandstone is melting..........
HE recalled a friends saying.....
Who's God? Which God? What God?
Their God?
He reasoned for himself anyway.......
God and Religion were two separate entity's ....... why perhaps more even......
how ironic...... Wars are even fought over it..... in someones name.........
Laugh in was a good show.
The Sandstone is melting....... He prayed.
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