Liberty Ride July Y2K.
Somewhere in a galaxie far,
far away, in a simultaneous synergistic unversl shift,
we see what's already been, right, long finalized and accepted.
The Indians won.

a riding around the tee pee.

Who'd a thunk it.
Who'd a thunk it.
Indians have motorcycles too.

fine powered by ideas worth having.

Everybody was happy.

It's got to be July 4th, y2k.
Liberty for all.
u
but for a different reason
...and just as fun as fireworks.

He proves he can be a good citizen ww2, and reconditions
a 45 -45 Harley .

while it's just barely a flash of light. What in the heck are they burning in that tee pee campfire that makes the sky so full of swrling surfers and rescue missions? Frank Cooper ala Gary Cooper works an eagle in his end-game, on the res, where he ran a head dress in a youthful 19 aged pre-hollywood dance, then returned to walk with the chiefs as was meant to be. A shaman looks on. The red road is still the red road... a ship headed for a replay of a wwII nip and tuck mission off the coast and Stanger collects his paintings with an austin tribe pre- U-haul. somebody's son rides a wake board circle while a father fishes a monster out of his path. James Bond, 007 decides to pull Ursala andrews up by the feet, like delivering a newborn or a rabbit out of a hat. God, I love those see through titties. the Billboard pre-ocean tells the whole story as a markee of the made for tv verswion with aborigines going along for the 15 minutes of a window that decidely moves one or two tsunamis of a dozen aside. Get ready to surf. there's a parkeet tatoo on the indian's chest, and hearts in the head dress.... where is he headed? LIberty was liberty before anybody re-named it freedom as a fake reason for setting up another coca-cola kiosk. but ist's a fun adventure, anyway.