Awh, baby, you couldn’t paint a prettier picture of us? I mean, most people are going to miss what you’re implying.

I could give a flying fuck wha those bozos think I only care about you and mewha we mean to each other Everyone else is outside lookin inan they dont know wha theyre lookin at

Theyre unwilling  to take the time to see

Which is awright

Our relationship is ours 

But lichen, baby, lichen, really? Not so attractive. People might think our relationship is dull, or rather unattractive, lichen isn’t overtly attrac . .

. . Its starkly beautiful

You think . .

. . I think

I think lichen is fascinating.

I think were fascinating

                           he fixed her in his eyes

                                               

You amaze me; you’re an amazing man.

Thank you. 


I think as we gaze at each other we might very well be gazing into a mirror Were fortunate  We are wonderful complements complements that have always fascinated me tossed me end over end

Besides baby Id counter any detraction by reminding them Beauty is in the eye of the beholder

Thank you. Thank you for always standing up for us; for me.

Not necessary babe The reality is our relationship might burn other peoples houses down They havent a clue about us an I aint one to say

I love you, love you very much.

I love you buckwheat

Besides  If push were to come to shove Id shove Galeano Voices of Time down their throats

Ha. You’re too swee . .

. . You know Im not

You say you’re not, but you’re the sweetest man I’ve ever known.

Take a compliment Joe Thank you

Which quote, love?

Two actually

              Witnesses  Before there was a before, when the world was barely a baby, without color or sound . . can you imagine . . there was blue algae streaming oxygen, they gave color to the sea and the sky. Then one fine day, a day that lasted millions of years, some blue algae decided to turn green. And bit by tiny bit the green algae begat lichen, mushrooms, mold, medusas, and all the color and sound that came later, as we did, to unsettle the sea and the land.

Then Greenies  . . the lichen is born of the sea, made meadows. They invaded the kingdom of stone, conquered it, turned it green . . . lichens live where no one lives: on the frozen steppe, in the burning desert, on the peaks of the highest mountains.

That's beautiful, babe.

Yes  Like you   Galeano wrote beautifully truthfully  

We as lichen live together where others might believe is undesirable where things are too scarcetoo sparse an because we feed support nurture each other we are indomitable

Would you like to suggest an alternative

I couldn’tcan’t.

We are before time

We will be after time

We are daunting

I dont care a gawddamn what others think

0924,  Twosday,  1  10. 19

1530,  Reggae Friday,  11  10. 19

The McCoys  Hang On Sloopy  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2NUZzB8_XHM