GRACES AND SUCH THINGS REAL

My readers, do you know that some while back some EVIL PEOPLE lined a known path I take with cut green grass. A long stretch of it too, so I can’t but notice. Of course it’s an act of PREJUDICE. But I took it in strides, with curvaceous and bountiful absolute natural grace that I naturally posses. This was easier than you would have thought my readers because I know what it means for my path not to be graced with HYDRAENA. I know what it means for me. I know what it means for life. So I walked the path. I will take it over a walk on the HOLLYWOOD RED CARPET in all possible worlds. That’s why BRANT BAXTER is Stuck on PLANET 19 lookinf for a “MOVIE!?” Is that what they call it!? My readers, all they do is LIE! So I’m real and I’m hated. It buggles my mind that people who deserve to be hated can’t believe they are hated. You know like that COP MACHINE. It’s not even REAL! SUCH it has no nature, no natural grace. It has no brain such no real INTELLIGENCE. It has no FORTITUDE. It is easily DEFECTIVE, made INACTIVE and easily made USELESS by COUNTERACTIONS. So when the same EVIL PEOPLE who hate me pushed this “IT” down into the waters, I am completely neutral to that action because it requires neither grace nor life. So while I won’t like to say I hate to hate, as that is what I can do with it, I must say I definitely dislike it. As for the EVIL FOOLS who lined my path with HYDRAENA, I suggest you go line SEWALL STREET. HYDRAENA likes walking that STREET most and ABSOLUTELY so do I.  Line it all the way to the over there, all the way, you know, there. What KIND OF FOOL!? Here’s where I remind myself to take the PREJUDICIAL FOOLISHNESS with natural grace. It’s true my readers; you can never truly love what you don’t have.