Friday, December 16, 2016

You, still as free to choose those thoughts as the wind blows.




What a cool month. 

What a cool day. 

Thoughts, still manifesting as predictably as the tides rise. 

You, still as free to choose those thoughts as the wind blows. 

Seems all is well in paradise, Ron. 

Anything else I can do for you, anything at all? 

Love, 
    The Universe


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