Church of the Good Earth 1963 and Beyond

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Good Mornin' from Texas y'all, where the boots are leather and the tales are tall.
Where the Sun shines bright even when it rains and there is no GMO in our sugar canes,

We don't shoot needles in our cow's butts, we shoot Deer when the Bucks are in their ruts.
We can fry catfish any ol' time, cuz we catch on our trot line and we wash em' back with some home made wine.

We plant our seeds way down deep, and at the end of summer, the bounty we shall reap.
We eat what we can and store the rest, home made vittles are simply the best.
Our hearts are humble, our backs are strong, when we're done working, we lite up the bong.

love, love, love

 

Tony, Ranger called me and asked me to remove Ron's number,He copied it down.. so I did.. not anything against you, just policy.. it's all good

 

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This is Ranger. Not sure whose wife I'm addressing, Tony's or Ron's but in the old days they both could be a bit private at times and I had gotten the message and contacted Ron so I acted to protect Ron's privacy. If you assure me Ron won't mind the contact # will be reposted.

pps: Please let Ron know I got his text message, however I've never learned texting.

 

We try to protect our own ms tony, There are some weird ppl in these forums sometimes and I removed it as a curtsy not a bad thing... I wonder if Ron would want his number posted in a forum of 250,000 and get 100 crazy calls coming in every day..

We have a private messaging system for private stuff like phone numbers and addresses.. not every one loves hippies..

We are tight knit family in here, in the church, we watch each other's back up in here.. cuz we love, love, love and that's just the way we roll..

 

.."A doorway that leads to another world of dreams, beyond the curse of those who must be kept to a whisper of yesterday's damned welcomed by black roses for the Innocents of another time. Lost in the echoes of sacred temples, scorched by the white light of truth in the reflection of their souls, through dimensions untraveled, into the stars of the world undead, Slowly, Sharply, Beautifully, Piercing".

 

beautifully said, is that yours, or are you quoting?

 

Dancing on Sunbeams.
Living and Breathing REAL.

 

I had a long talk with Sifu Ron last night and one thing he wanted me to ask was does anyone have a clue as to what ever became of Leonard?

 

Got no idea.

 

:seeya: guys:love:xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx:grouphug:s

 

roamy, good morning lass
:love:xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx:grouphug:

 

:seeya: ranger an rita hows things ?are the feds gone yet ?:love:xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx:grouphug:s

 

thanks for asking. they have indeed gone and as a result the landlord is investing a quarter million in improvements including a new well! :sunny:

 

well something good came outa that then did'nt there ranger ?is it a fresh water well for drinking that you mean ?

 

yes and deeper than the current well which came close to drying up this past summer.

 

thats great ranger,as fresh drinking water is'nt a luxuary.its a necessity.we 've been on a code orange here all week.to much water.loadsa parts flooded out.lots of homes an bussinesses destroyed.an some wicked strong winds.the promenade had ta be closed off twice,cos the big huge rock boulders uprooted and came flying across the street.even some grave headstones were ripped up and washed outa sea.i had a row with a big brown rubbish bin ha! ha!.it was just wheeling off the path straight inta the oncoming traffic as i walked by and i had an awful struggle trying ta hold onta it ta stop it.but i got there in the end and got it down flat.its nice an calm now again. about 90feet deep would be a good well ranger.

 

I thought that you said that all of the ground water was full of arsenic throughout that whole area where you guys live.

 

When the well is dug and I start to drink the water if my nails get brittle we'll know for sure.