THE HSR, COMFORTABLY SEATED AND SAFELY STRAPPED INTO THE
PLUSH RECLINER ON A LEVITATING PERSONAL “DSLR” QUADCOPTER DRONE, JUST BIG
ENOUGH FOR ONE PERSON, IS NOW SAFELY ABOVE THE NEIGHBORHOOD POWER LINES AND IS
FLYING THE FIVE SHORT BLOCKS TO THE BEACH, AND WHILE UP THERE, HE GREETS THE
SEA GULLS HOVERING BY, AND DODGES VARIOUS AND SUNDRY KITES, THEN SCOPES OUT A
PRIME SANDY BEACH SPOT ON WHICH TO LAND HIMSELF, AND DOES SO WITH A QUIET, SAFE,
AND SOFT LANDING, AND, TO CELEBRATE THE INAUGURAL FLIGHT, HE RAISES ONE OF THE
ARM RESTS, TAKES OUT A BREWSKI, POPS IT OPEN, AND IMMEDIATELY ALMOST DROPS IT,
because two stunningly beautiful surfer chicks, swaying hypnotically as they carry
their surf boards to the continuous tube-forming breakers just off shore, are
causing a male wake as they walk by, and I must say that your “I am scared of
heights, but certainly not the breathtaking view from this 85th
floor restaurant” smile, is so fine and curvy, that I know that you “ain’t
nothing but trouble!”
“I’ll put up with the clouds and darkness, just as long as I
get me some of my bright sunshine soon!”
A Thousand OMGs!
No…I’m not kidding!
Dr. Pearladont, my sweet Dentist, she just finished the last touch
up on my veneers…
… and what can I say…
…the mirror is my friend again, my buddy, my BFF, cause it
lets me know that I’ve made it…with a mouth full of screaming white evidence to
enter into testimony!
I walked to the bikini shop earlier today after my dental
appointment and the guys in the mall kept staring at me (okay, maybe a little
more than that!)…and I know why…
…my smile is now “goddessized and weaponized!”
Now, I’m sitting in my car and applying some fresh frosty
lipstick…
…they’re so plump, soft, and daring…and they are guaranteed
to make a certain sensual tension appear in men…
…complimenting my new teethy whites!…
I’m going to get out of the car now…
With my Brazilian Bikini, my nails, my hair, my keys…
…and my enamelly-activated smile!...
…My teeth are on the wrong side of my lips to receive a kiss
from me, but they’re still touchingly close to the lips, backing them up and
all, and giving them support and encouragement, so my kiss out to them will
still sincerely count!...32 times!
I’m on the sand now, and it’s warm and inviting, and the wet
stuff is only about 50 feet away…
…the competing grains of sand snuggle up between my toes
with every step, like they are excitingly volunteering to turn my simple walk
on the beach into a sensory overload experience!
Yes! Let’s head straight to la agua naturale!
Wow! Today, the waters are giving off the most hypnotic blue that
I have ever seen…a perfect match for my minimized aquamarine two-piece!
A couple of guys are calling me over to come to them…
they’re close, so I curve my path to come into a tangent with them…
…as I get a little closer…one of them takes my picture…
…and offers to show me…
…he says that I am the first person that he has photoed using
his new thermal, heat seeking camera…
…Is that me made with fake colors?…hmmm…
…but the teeth aren’t hued and chromatic…just almost a
paper-white!
I keep moving, making headway in the pink sands along the
coast …
…and stare out again over the waters of the sea, which
always seem to spark creativity and new paths to pursue in my thoughts…
…I’m eternally grateful that I don’t have to do without the
mysteries of the sand, sun, and sea!...the bottom fell out from my imagination,
and now its super deep…
…to the extent that I haven’t found the bottom limits yet,
but I’m swimming deep cerebrally…and…I’m not worried about the limits…
…because I’m too busy and engrossed in creating output and
shoveling out the growing content for inspection…
…thanks for the continuous new!…I’ma keep looking, feeling,
shaping and polishing the pieces I make into their slickest forms…
…my… I’m daydreaming again as I’m walking along the edge of
the splash…
…I forgot about the people around me.
Another young bronzed man watches me as I pass…
…he starts to hold his chest like either I’m breaking his
heart…that…or he’s telling me that he wants CPR from me pronto!...
From the sincerity in his eyes…I can tell that this is no
medical emergency…it’s just a panic attack of love…that he’ll get over!...
About twenty feet in front of me, out of nowhere, two
formally-dressed waiters hurriedly wisk out a table and two chairs, a table
cloth, two tall glasses, and a bottle of Dom champagne, and gingerly plop and
level things right there…
…and a handsome and dapper gentleman in a light suit (on the
beach?) pulls back a chair for me to have a seat, just as I’m two feet away…
and propositions…
“You, with the eyes of the secret seas, it would be the
pleasure of my life, if you were to join me for just a chat over some bubbly,
and let me be a small part of your natural adventure today!”...
…I am stunned a little…and whimsically entertained, and
feeling a tiny bit special right now…
…so I respond… “…
TO BE CONTINUED…
May you have many… the news told everyone that it was going
to rain today, so I sat outside and waited for it, and sure enough, after a
while, as I was snoozing up a storm, I was awakened with wetness!...the rocky
planets, hot suns, shooting stars, all of the elements, and dark matter, all of
them, they want living things to exist, so that the living things can gaze at
them and behold them, the elements that is, and hope that life knows the enormity and necessity
of the universe’s elements themselves in supporting such life!…the coming of
tomorrow is man’s only hope!...smiles!
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