They can fix it.

But it’s raining.

Not everywhere.

What?

There’s always a country without the patter of rain at any moment in time.

But what if it rains everywhere?

A strangely sunny thought is all it takes to warm the skin, brighten the eyes and rain rippling smiles.

It was the oil that did the trick.

Everyone seemed to feel easier, more fluid, flexible and relaxed.

Stickiness had vanished.

It could happen in any country in any decade.

Tomorrow is awaited with particular interest. Only a little less than today is being worked, handled and used to the full.

You can’t shout…’cause you bought a return ticket

You can’t frown…..cause you’re known as a clown

Can’t lie….cause the truth is loud

It’s about time, it’s about time now.

Thanks Sly!

Afloat in a lettuce leaf of happiness, sending cabbages of sorrow downstream.

Food! Again!

Well, not so. The lettuce was unwashed, not even rinsed. The cabbage was uncooked, not even chopped, shredded or preened.

So it doesn’t matter at all.

Those times when it’s of the utmost importance…yes, you can choose that too!

See you later.

I think we can experience surprise at being, that we are, who we are.

This is good.

And if one does not enjoy it (being or realizing one is oneself ) then review again those stories that only you could tell.

One day it will be clear how good they are.

I can assure you.