And all that.
What
responsible for?
What do my hands touch?
What?
Yes
or life
is it fair to take the path? Something else?
No, this is the next tale and it tells how the camera got his big muscle
in the beginning of the year was so new and dull and the animals were just
beginning to work for man.
There was a camp and he lived in the middle of a howling desert because he
did not want to work and facade. He was a howard himself. So he ate steaks
and thong and tas and no. And frick most excruciating idol. And when
anybody spoke to him, he said
yes. Yeah, and no more progressively. The horse painted him on Monday
morning with a saddle on his back and a bit in his mouth and said,
Campbell, oh Camel, come on the truck. Like the rest of us
that the candle and the horse went away and told the man presently, the
dog came to him with a stick in his mouth. Instead, Campbell. Oh Campbell
, fetch and carry. Like the rest of us
said the camel
that the dog went away and told the man
presently the ox came to him with the yoke on his neck and said camel. Oh
Camel. How wow. Like the rest of us
said the camel and the ox went away and told the man
fun,
equal
pregnancy
right
now with reason.
Wish every
and other
right
situation,
Justin and peace in the world.
Well, little lady, let me illum. The lady here they,
those against
is the man the light is picking up on be. The thing is, is I'm so neat.
Makes you wish you weren't bald. We,
but with a square in the, you can set music down the gay Grand.
I've heard some corner birds who tried to still the cat's the only cat. Tw.
What will be the off that whenever body wants to be a cat, a swear with a
horn makes you wish you weren't bald
with this. You've been set music back two decades.
Oh.
And goes to the, but I was the g only knows where it's at when praying the
judge, you always has a way
that the body makes us rain and cat.
You.
Yeah.
Ok.
No one can know how I love the woods, the stream, the trails of the wild,
the ways of the things of slender limbs,
of fine nose, of great eager ears, of mild wearing eyes and of the vague
and half revealed forms and colors.
I have been their friend and mortal enemy.
I have so love him that are long to kill it,
we may look at those antlers now for as long as we wish and whenever we
please,
we can if we dare even put our hands on him, what other memories permit us
such liberties?
And so we, we dance.
Mhm
So
right now to the side, I was given an opportunity to realize at this end
and all this mess created by ignorance is forcing me every now and then to
question my existence. How dare I question my creator's great ideas to
bring me into this world and the best life possible. So what who are you
to create laws that stop me from being fully me? Who are you to put fear
in me? Because you fear what you don't understand just as we came into
this world naked, I will leave this earth a man regardless to whom or what
my only responsibility is to be the best I can be. No one asked for your
permission to bring me into existence. So I will not ask for your
permission to continue to exist. This piece here is my protest, my fist up
in the air bulletin my eye will interrupt your regularly scheduled program
interruption. I advise the occasion of my life every day with every
thought of what you might say. But I rise anyway. Some say my lifestyle is
a choice. Others beg to differ. I save my lifestyle with a choice. I'd be
the wiser. So I inhale, deeply exhale the negativity and embrace what is
out of my control. Smile through the journey and lo and behold it is I who
walk with my hair?
Well,
ok.
Yes.
Yeah.
You work here.
That was cute.