Elsie's Day

An Invitation to heaven How do you like that? I was tired and I tried to Go to sleep, And I had what I call A dream-vision (a package—I was waiting for) There's a lesson in this I do believe, isn't there Like on earth when the lights Go-off! My mother died, July 1, 2003, And now she had awoken Rubbing her eyes A bright light all about her She was in heaven Hold off on the guesses

'till the very end… When I woke up in the morning Part two of the dream took place She was being sanctified—by Christ!...

Note: The dream took place on 2/16/06 3:10 AM, part two, the morning of the 17th

Chicago Air

Below the city it looks dirty Above it looks clean That's what I thought of Chicago

Does it just seem dirty? Or is it? I breathed it in… That's what I thought of in Chicago

Downtown old Chicago Lives some good and bad characters But you don't refuse to breath the air!...

#1219 2/19/06

The Edge in the Amazon

One night after dinner we heard the wings of birds fighting in the dark, a few lit gas lights along the wooden walkway, still couldn't see a thing though, only the walkway. Past our hooch, flowed the steady beating of the wings.

The Amazon is never quiet, gloomy at night it can be, the sounds dominate, take the edge off a mans—, possible defeat.

A huge brown toad stood in the outhouse, looking at me, like a rhino, just staring (what a time to rush me, I thought)) now its toads I said to myself, what next?))

#1221 12/16/06