What the rocks taught me (idea)

Bob Ross	The imaginary world where I make up things and they are true	The whole idea of having a close personal relationship with God is rather new	The stone that told me
There was a time before	Everything will be required of us, and everything will be given	Because I've never been able to make anything beautiful	Words of advice for young noders
The Statue Got Me High	Kilroy was here	And the Rock Cried Out, No Hiding Place	I owe my sanity to the trees
What the dust told me	The sky rained tears. I was sure.	We must be traveling through time backwards	My body
You cherish this box because it once held your dreams	April 9, 2005	March 30, 2003	Contra Costa County, California
237	Dream Log: March 18, 2001	Fried Okra