Happy Hippie House Party. “Make New Real Friends.”

Please don't FART COFFEE cups in MY FACE.
Thank you.

 

For GOD sake, say something MAN. BE REAL !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Commit !!!!

 

I am sick to death of people farting in MY FACE! Don't give Me your trite Bull Shit.

You try to front off as being some kind of hippie. YOU ARE NOT A HIPPIE.

Hippies don't Bull SHIT. Hippies are true. Hippies don't front OFF. Or lie. Hippies are totally REAL.

 

A virtual house is as real as the ppl in it, it is the ppl that make it a home..

Kenny, maybe you should state what you intended for the house you built, maybe it isn't clear on what ppl are here for. Not every one knows how communes are, esp old ones.. Not everyone experienced what we did Kenny. Don't be too hard on them.

If you want a conversation going, start one, in a kind and loving approach. Make it real. Use your wisdom and not emotion.

The icons are to relay a mood expression, What a poster is feeling at the time of the post. You call bs on ppls feelings when you accuse them. They cannot see what is in your heart, the light gets too dim to see when shadows cross.

Crashing thunder sends ppl away. My dearest Kenny, knowning that I love you, I have to say that you are like a tsunami washing over the land, you do leave a lasting impression.

Most folks have not been though all the stuff their going to go through. We are here to bring our message, to show the way.

Which way will we show them? Should be we understanding, should we be kind in our message. Should we show the love that we have. Should we be what our message is.

If you want ppl to know what it is, tell them, so there will be a discussion.

 

Seriously. If people want to dick around. If people want to slap their hands down on the ground and play patty cake, and smack the baby shit that they they flow out their ass to see how fun that is, then that's not my province. It's ALL Their thing.

Their personal thing (enjoyment) could never reflect on me. IT'S all theirs.

I got my own thing.

If you want to quit slapping baby diarrhea, GET REAL and talk to me.

I'm here to help!

 

I haven't cared about this house in months and months.
For a real reason.

 

It ain't about me, baby. I'm FREE.

It's only all totally ALL about YOU.

 

yes, but can we try a little tenderness

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IQ9n2_5mbig"]Otis Redding "Try A Little Tenderness" Live 1967 (Reelin' In The Years Archives) - YouTube

 

That's nice but will it turn on any HEADS.

FEED YOU HEAD.

 

Fart Fart :coffee: Fart

Intelligent discussion. (NO FARTS).

Fart :coffee: Fart Fart.

Stupid ass.

No real discussions HERE.

Always more mouth Farts.

 

It is about you, it about me, it about all of us cuteness. We are all part of each other. not everyone can put it into words like others can.

your words sound harsh and callous. It does not reflect YOU Kenny, it reflects something else. I know a different Kenny than the one who is driving your vehicle right now. Force is not the way to resolve issues, make friends or influence ppl.

You catch more Bees with a little sugar, so pucker up Kennykins and give us some sugar. We gotta sweet tooth.

 

Show The Love Brother.

 

Stand by your own conviction, RELATE.

 

And you wonder WHY the guy who had started this thread had abandon this thread so very long ago.

Look at your selves.

 

What do you see when you look at yourself my brother, do not judge others by your standards. We are all on our journeys to learn and grow. We are never perfect tho' we try to do our best.

loving you always

 

I am so very tire of trying to help others.

If no one wants to change or grow, then I leave them to wallow in their baby diarrhea and play patty cake with it.

I must move on and grow. I grow or die. Others can stay the same always. I fly.

 

screaming and calling names is not helping ppl Kenny.

 

These are NOT real people. These are mindless coffee cups, mumble grunts, and pies.

Why would you care to try and defend non-existent beings? Just stupid cups and saucers of the Mad Hatter's table. Why?

Am I wrong?

Is this ALL Lame? Totally Inane?

What is the sense to the nonsense ?
Grunts? Pies? Flying coffee cups?

This is not talk.

 

It's NOT about ME. I'm a fantasy. I don't really exist.

It's about measuring yourselves.

Beware of you.

 

Sister, showin' Love is helping other people to get out of themselves. Blossom! Bloom! Thrive! Fly! Sore!

Can you help me! To help them. Lift up. Rise above.

Pretty Please.
On my knees.