Prayer Date: 09302013 Indian Corn

There/They're flying in the sky, all those seeds of the wise. Listen children to everyone. Pop, pop, the corn is done. We are all magically, the sound of all the tunes of gallantly. We are flying in the sky, as the seeds of the heavenly wise.

Pop corn, pop corn, show me the goods inside. Pop corn, pop corn, show me exactly how to fly. We are in the dungeons of the galaxy, can't even find the way to you and me. We are looking for the outer world, yet inside is the goodness of the sacred fill. Pop corn, pop corn, brilliant lights show me your thorns. Pop corn, ooh you so hot. Let me find the willing knot. Pop corn. Pop corn, watch you fly, across the distance a shooting star that knives (aim with the heart, listen to your heart). Throwing your soul out there, saying my heart can take it and I will care. Pop corn, all the inside, rolling over with a sacred tide. Pop corn, all the colors today. Listen with your heart, it's a grand display. 

All my Brothers we lie in a row. All together, the colors of the clan glow. We are the soldiers who find the true path, when we are aligned the heaven will blast. Pop corn, show me your face, wonderful inside the great taste. Pop corn, it's what holiness dew, showing the greatness the love inside of you. Of you. Of you. Of you. Of you and you. Of you and you and you and you. We are sharing these fields, the colors are built real. 

Indian corn show me the way, a story of all the beginning the severance pay (for being a good child of the universe). I can tell you the witness of love, gifting of abundance, YELLS the DOVES. Thank you. thank you.  Thank you, my God above. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you my God below. Thank you all around me glow, all the waves the after glow. I say, I bow today, all in a row, many colors of this Rainbow.

White Buffalo Calf Woman sings and Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star drums for all the Sacred Suns. you and me, we sail the seas. You and me, we live gallantly. you and me, I shine for you. You and me, let us guide on through. Hey pop-corn!

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It's an amazing point of view, the circle that we chew. Aho (spirit fly) to the great knews. White Buffalo Calf Woman here to snooze, yet there is sow very much to dew. So here I go, into the flow, where the buffalo roam in a roar. Lightning rods collect and adorn, brilliant icicles of many colored light/crackling fire flash/corn. yah-hoo, dippity doo, my song is going after the fuge, the note that sings true....

Relatives, Lightning rods collect and adorn, brilliant icicles of many colored light/crackling fire flash/corn. Hey pop-corn! This is a nice picture to talk about dreaming. Trying to keep the song down to a line or two is the hardest part, with so very much to say, songs that sing in the wind and display. Hope you enjoyed the Sacred Song Blessing today, "Indian Corn" speaks the waves with long tales to day. Pte San Win Wbcw

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Relatives, have been collecting artworks of 50+ images of myself, Wbcw. Was thinking about adding saying to each one. This would help get the images out, by the artists and my words, instead of other people speaking on my behalf (seems to be what the people need). Collecting artist names is always the hardest part, when they don't sign their names on the works. We will do our best to honor the artist. Send names if you recognize an artist. It's an amazing point of view, the circle that we chew. Aho to the great knews. White Buffalo Calf Woman here to snooze, yet there is sow very much to dew. So here I go, into the flow, where the buffalo roam in a roar. Lightning rods collect and adorn, brilliant icicles of many colored light/crackling fire flash. yah-hoo, dippity doo, my song is going after the fuge, the note that sings true....

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  Whitebuffalocalfwoman Twindeermother Relatives, Lightning rods collect and adorn, brilliant icicles of many colored light/crackling fire flash/corn. Hey pop-corn. This is a nice picture to talk about dreaming. Trying to keep the song down to a line or two is the hardest part, with so very much to say, songs that sing in the wind and display. Pte San Win Wbcw

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Sacred Song Blessings, gift all a good song, because you are perfect in all that does song. Our hearts reach into heaven, and we flood, with a sound, the music of Angels, that gift us pure sound. I want you to know, that you are part of God, the echo, that lingers till light hits the "Dawn". And we are the magic, that children who know, the heart always has pureness, like the blessed snow!