Watching some people become

more important than they are.

Its enlightening.

Everything is nothing but in the way.

Thank goodness.

I am learning to float.

I have the exercises and I've assured

myself that it will take some time,

but thats OK.

I look forward to the day.

I love our new conductor.

He moves well.

I love good people except when they talk.

All those odd things it takes

to complete ones spirituality.

Its hard to keep track of.

We tend to accumulated more of it in

order to please those closer to the top.

The results are always the same.

Things left behind can tell quite the story,

but to bring it home to analyze,

could be seen as hoarding.

Some people call it trash.