S.S. and S.O.S. My own Napolean Dynamite!

Pipi Long Stockings are the callers of girls gone wild for the outdoors. After all those A, B, C songs of disciplining the tamed wild, do we now think it gone? A clapping to the song of dance are metronome calls to the quest of children as what Mother's sang like "The Long Way Home" by Supertramp. Red heads, jungles, and the ever so rooted vines that are safely secured for the wild, as was Crocodile Dundee. Aren't narrow quests hard decisions today for an "easier tomorrow" 'worth' working to keep quickened, alive, and or keep the campfire going.

By the heart of those who wield the wildflower like some Quest of Jonny, those are not all in babelicious land! No one speaks that often of the wild when now the allusion of the end of it as a broken and tamed dominion. There in the broad way world loses sight of the tools, and after them, the upright take heart to cling, overcome and to swing the fervor of canyons wide to the narrow. Love is like a pursuit of crossing the Jordan desert terrain.

Goodness in adventure like with Jonny is hoping to leave it better but also leave behind the journey as well, well-marked of course, but so that mercies are still obtained to the next traveler along life's road of travail. Hallowed by marrow strength by the spirited numbers towards testimonies that are ever secured in every life and quest of experience whether requested or not. In that winding path of trust, loyalty, broken twigs and berries, or left for dry dinosaur-like bones towards petro fuel. It is why life, the quest or journey, and the rocks cry out.

Scene to scene illustrated as a dare to the truth for an individual, as it is for the individual to learn first then help others learn individually themselves. In any circumstance it is humbling in Jonny Quest and so like readers. Knowing the treasure of the mountain top experiences often goes through a valley, and it is in those results of one's labor that we can understand others who have, too, and embrace as kindred spirits.

What can only be learned individually is an experience that will be a guide through you to others but is the quest to realize oneself, as it takes to mind then the need for others. Self-teaching must be encouraged or Spirited first. Then we can embrace because we understand the quest and experience or "The Joy" of others.

There are ways and needs for us humans to know and take dominion of Spirit to tame nature and not left to our own beat and drum, except to understand for ourselves. Then enjoy the heartfelt expression of the thump-thump and pass it along best we can. In the night of the narrow road for oneself, adventures pass batons for well-lit paths along like picking and leaving trinkets of teachable moments.

Not accounted for others in us but ourselves to others, which is a good love of a student to be even worthy of the salted nightly seasoning of Jonny Quest like starred promises. Evenings of wildlife creek riverbends, nightgowns, or through the suffering acquaintance of grief that is the bedrocks of love. Fountains and creeks, to rivers of the land of the living but break a few yokes to get the batter going. Fiercely to be treasured, adventurously mapped, and questing measures with prayers of temples of far-off lands.

Jonny Quest is not held aloft as the "it" book, but the guided adventurer is similarly looking for an adventure. As aloof a quest is about the size of it or to call to mind activities that don't ever mine for themselves. Though Jonny sees the treasured heart and Quest, deeds and other character relationships as things that build for the "Break for the Fall!" ~ Papa Roach. To fellow laborers, demanding is not to be the same as asking. It always takes more unless self-taught to be content, which takes patience and is the same for all the adventurous. None are read in, nor satisfied in their own experiences, but none are making the effort for the new, but news will come as something to be freshly seasoned, and all are being paid in their effort wages of love. The universal currency that runs and rules with an iron fist. The examples of those who are being willing but are considered as wild lilies found through their advantageous ambitions, which is considered unequaled by their work, and which they neither cause nor keep. Their hearts to be blessed as faithful and upright as defined but make in a dull fit and to still work and or then axe out a better call of the wild is something "Radical, Radical, Radical!' ~ TMNT like.

Making ends meet by the wages of seeking out the righteous around the world seeking, knocking, and asking always enduring to hope, as pizza ordering dudes thereof.

~ It's a Jungle Out There! Randy Newman.

In those instances of forgetfulness, we remember the love we have let go of ourselves by these dino PG pajama tops and bottoms, that are always someone else's jungle heart strings anyway. Me trying to be poetic after 45 views makes me think trial and error is better suited to some experience.