Gate-Way To Life Over-Easy, And Above It !

Finding new life shouldn't come so easy, but yet it does for some again and again. Life is what they've made it. So many choices to be offered, you would think.

They close life down within themselves, and live life unto life to do what you can't always put into words, or quote some verse for. So much life without love is coming for the so called easy kill, in so many, many ways.

You cry easy, and there's really not much pain at all, but your cry looks better and sounds better than mine. Yours deserves attention so they think best. Problems come from beyond words and the false cry with no love within ones soul, causes wars beyond words alone at times.

You partake of so many different foods, that have no soul. Your at war with food, never-the-less, or it's at war with you, and your not ready to fight it alone. The people different than the so called perfect dish, and the easy move from one plate to another. One religion alone is enough of perfect life for you, but not just one type of so called perfect food. Religion isn't so loving as food at times never-the-less.

Easy is built right into your soul. Easy love isn't always, in fact most of the time, it's just you on easy. You cry easy, and you want to die easy, and then you win ! You only want to die once if at all ! You want to drain us over and over and squeeze the life out of us again and again on easy. Easy isn't love !

You shout out love, and don't want it to come back in. When it comes forth, we try to eat it up soulfully for you, but real love lets it ride beyond the gamble.

Now we see it, and now we don't. It's more than floating out there somewhere, beyond the alien of space ship or who knows what sometimes. You know you have it, to bring life to not just you alone. When you don't have it, "It's easy to think you do" ! More than haunting love, beyond the practical joke.

I believe in love, may sound good, but you just can't take hearing it again and again, on easy. Why is it so difficult to accept the loving disciplines of love ? Why do we run of only the mouth on easy, so as to not have to run in the body as well, or stand up and fight ? Have you fought the "good fight" of faith this week in love ? It doesn't always come easy, does it ? The life in love, lives with you in your hardships, and those without real love forsake you, when troubled times come forth.

Some yet still have love, but you weren't their for them, but were for someone else. Don't just come to see who's there for you, as they can't be all over. It's not all over in real love of the spirit of life accepted within you. To love life, and live it the very best you can, with grace, wasn't meant once again to be easy. Yes, the yolk is easy and the burden can be light, for you of the many. You weren't just made for you, on easy alone.

We each bare some of easy in love, and share the difficult times so as to offer hope by actions in love maybe not so easy, but well worth the work in real love ! You need new understanding in love's true characteristics. You need to bare one another's burdens. Easy isn't what you want alone in self made love. Easy on you and easy on me, comes from hard-work perhaps with blisters in many places.

What's wrong my child, as you've slowed down ? This should be said all over and proudly ! The hurt should show the love ! Do you hurt to show the love not on easy, or just cry for attention, without no blisters of even hands or what have you ?

People are working footless, legless, armless, and going beyond the bird flying of only one wing. What's your excuse to say this isn't love ? You know you have love when you care for it like a one eyed of no-legged pet, and didn't bring it to that in the first place, mind you !

Should you have lost your marbles and then some, or even did this so called sanely or cause of some new on easy "Religious Fling", of so called "Sacrifice", you still can be forgiven. Not many that would come to this in so called easy love, religiously speaking or not will probably come to repentance so easy.

You reap what you sow, should you almost go too far, this makes it not so easy to love easy as you once did, "When you have to make it back", be sure and call out to real love, for the love of life unto life, not on easy so as to teach us best, or what-not".

Religions may become wilder than "Wild-Life" itself, and not so loving. They mean well perhaps and love is the only perfect judge. How-ever should the land grow on easy love made wrong, "The plant is being flooded, and the stomach is without the ability, to say when". We reap what we sow, with our own self made loves of so many. We lead one another astray, but not always, on purpose, mind you the other way this time.

To real love, were like unto pets at times perhaps, but never to be offered up as sacrifice, or forced to bow down. Love makes it happen beyond the bow-down, and bow-of-wow. Love did the work already. Why are we working then, the people cried-out with all their body-parts, but the Veterans without legs and arms didn't complain even with question a lick. That's how hero goes in love not on easy, but yet ever so true!

Won't you try, to be ever-so true ? Would you try love, not self-made, but ready-made best ? Won't you offer yourself as a living sacrifice, to a love that doesn't force you to bow ? To a love, that doesn't run down pets in cold blood, just to see them squirm, so as to feel like a king ? One eyed pet, one eyed of bird of wing, still makes the eat for some folks, as that was their aim in self-made life. I shoot to make the suffering the least possible in love, and should I be off my mark, I carry grace well, as I know I didn't hunt like a drunken man, who left the pet in the road, and ran him down on purpose.

Self-made love has grace at times more-so here, than going head over soulful heels, and coming to enjoy it again, without conviction, or "I'll try not to shoot it's eye of deer or what have you, or they out next time". Real love doesn't want to do it again wrong or not best on purpose, without purpose. We do all need to eat at times though.

Have you been blessed to kill with grace animal of wild life wise or horse of hoof wise ? Have you really hit the spot, beyond that one more for the road drink ? I shot the horse so as to keep it from more pain. Do you fight to kill, or wound best fit ? Do you aim in love, with grace offerings ?

Lets burn them out, isn't always necessary. You may have so called killed them, with your easy-way out. You didn't call the general first and could have. I'll stick with smoked ribs, not of human. Battles are won quicker with the grace in love best. Self-made love says, "Look how many I got today, and how much they suffered.

People who wear metals, didn't get them by just trying to make people suffer more than ever. Real loving metal wearers got those metals so as to do what needed to be done in love with grace. This is best as more hate releases spiritual effects that even though you are said to have killed more of the so called enemy, "You have also caused the war to last longer". Killing the most doesn't stop the hate best, without grace in love, even beyond the hunt of wild-of-so called-life. After it's dead, take your time son, and cut it up right, and skin it first. This way you'll have a hat, and perhaps a vest or handy skin-skinned-skin warmer.

Up and tuck one away, if your not to tuckered out for me, or some third world country at that best in love's grace ! Send in the arts and crafts of loving hands graces. The story will come after, your living of dead foul sacrifice made right in grace, glove of handy-work wise, or stuffed of fish pin-yon-a wise.

Mom, may I borrow Jacob's, deer-bear-beaver styled skinned up hat ? What's wrong with yours ? It came to me to easy, and I want people to see me more loving work of life of heart's soul wise. You can go out and kill them when food is short, but not just for the so called fun of it ! We don't let love come to waste in this family, no love if any at all !

You can create something, "You can really call your own, and eat more than just of hat alone through-out life", but from the meat that once was in your hat. I'll come to prepare it hardy as you come to skin it best you can ! You'll look back and remember this meal maybe best and the hat, maybe not so best, but you'll come to want to keep it best, as it was closest to your love don't always come easy, graceful loving heart. Be sure and aim for the quickest kill, with graces best love, like you were taught.

Hollowed out pigs head of bank to set home-made of first skinned hats best upon, and that's not that at all no how ! Meal like no other, and prayer poems best, made while waiting for the loving kill to come upon me, with graces best help. Sitting on hardened stones of red ants, and sticking my foot into a gophers hole, where I hid my extra am-mo best. This is a battle, where both sides can't help but win, in loves many graces of heart and then some !

Tinker me not in love, of the ordinary without extraordinary possibilities for me to go from there with. Love that stops growing is fine sometimes, but when love comes easy, "The hunt and the fight in me, is stunk-up ill, beyond trying to drive bugs away".

I need more than just this of that, and that's that ! I want the wheel to come to take me places and come to work not even moving at all maybe better, than it was of that's just it, and it alone. This is all, it does, and leave it at that, never set right with me, until it set right in a odd of living way, even if it seemed as dead to some folks. Live and let live, and no one knows, what else it really is. Now your living, really living beyond that next beer !

Your singing out as more becomes more and more, and then comes the stories behind it of many its now. Thank-love, for persecution that leads to more life, then can be bought ! You can persecute yourself and come to make good yet still. With easy love, all things aren't possible. With love that didn't come easy, and died for us, so as to bring us life, and make it painfully good as well. Try a cross out for size, rather than so called shoes best. More than I don't think so, but yet still, arts and crafts wise there's room for love, without you on it. Put who ever you will on the wooden cross, and try to put your idol of stone and it will up and fall down without some so called miracle, "You never really did want to see perhaps". I've seen better fits well here, I would think !

Offer me miracles, but only me and me alone, as I don't want the others to have to bare them. Should I come to go mad, and be endowed in my dreams, as some odd miracle worker, "Maybe I'll become more grateful than most, when I wake, for the sanity they think they've left me with, and their not all ready for me to tell them different perhaps".

Stranger than strange, "I wait at your loving gates, once more". Your gates are like no other, and the wait is easy even with my many pains. Art bares the pain some in love's talent best. To cure the pain, or to up and art it away some, and come to draw the better picture later with the help of the pain. Needle me not, as I must move on as before !

They haven't seen the gates, and easy love to often, has kept them a-far. The gates open but I dare not walk through as of yet best in love. The beauty is enough for me to stand in awe, outside them ! These aren't the easy loving gates of Hell's best, that's for sure !

Come to bare my pain with me, and find peaceful grace. Come to see made easy best, in flight. Come fight made easy with me ! Instant not always best as well ! Love, love new beyond compare, and the dare of the switch at fist. Risk isn't good enough alone, and faith is at hand best, with thy switch out of easy love.

Switch me, don't bewitch me ! Wiggle thy nose, or thy toes, and I won't show except in my dreams for your so called miracle. Grace frees me from blood in my dreams. You can't win the battle while people can still come to dream. The blood is no more, in their sleep. Your memory is gone, and their dream has come best without you. You better hope some love is with you, even when you dream !

Should the dream come easy, and cause you to bring forth a best seller that comes later to bring pains to birth for the planet, better you never come to dream unless of course, you can make something more come to be, from that which you brought upon us. Sometimes dark, darkness, needs to be seen, for the best of love to over-come that which you've done.