Can you tell? Maybe the picture is too small, but today is Nila Mani day, that is Bhakta Blade took the reigns today. i let him tell me about the veil's bees when the moon up above is dark and in that way increases the love of Giridhari's most intimate servitors for he himself. i saw it in their lotus eyes, their lotus eyes, the flute song mocked them and challenged them to claim their rightful property.
What a day for pedaling. In the pre noon hours pedaling between the raindrops. On a pedaler's ship to nowhere in a little barn. The afternoon came a smile upon the face of the sun so it was off to Mahamuni's post box. A pair of seasoned citizen pedalers pulled up astride at the snob hill light. They told me they were on their way to the east. Their feet had gotten wet as they crossed the burning sand. Through the village to the wharf and then the opal cliff in it's sulky overcast. A coed on a saddle that looked more like a couch and featured mattress springs was waiting at the light near sunny cove. "Aw come on, you can always change your name" She told me. As the light changed and we took off i led the way in between the twins up to the two friends brake shop. On the road to the theater i heard a ping. Thinking "tell me that's not a broken spoke." i looked down and saw that in fact i was right i thought "i asked you not to tell me that" Off to see the gecko and fix it up. After speaking with them for some time speaking of the strange ways the lord works. By the time i got to "the absolute truth plays a flute" the spoke was fixed and so i excused myself and took off around the shopper's corner and then straight ahead to the people's park where i was able to use the yield sign to my advantage. On the redone road i saw a Hummor 3.5, a one of a kind truck. Back to see the Gemini and then east cliff. From the cliff to the wharf and back up to the sunset service.
The night is strangely warm and in the Lotus Nails night dress they just might dance all night long.