Writers Parasite [Contains Adult Language & Situations]


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Post August 06, 2019, 11:00:24 PM

Re: Writers Parasite [Contains Adult Language & Situations]

There is a table. A large table. No, a better word; huge, gigantic table. And yet a simple table.

Atop the table the remnants of countless candles lay in random melted wax puddles with a partially devolved candle clinging to form in the middle of such.

There is no table cloth. Instead, the hand hewn planks were exposed and smooth as glass from all the centuries of use.

Around this table were hundreds of chairs. Most are occupied by men, women, children, infants. At there feet are the various hounds from the various families. On the outskirts there were cats, kittens, snakes, turtles, gold fish.

It is not day or night, rather, it just is a moment that has been and will be, for centuries to come.

Food is on platters. Simple fare. Rich in taste.

Fresh bread. Butter. Wine. Mead. Meat. Soup. Salad. Cake. A cornucopia of flavor.

There is much in the conversation. There is laughter. There is anger. There is the sound of Life.

This table. A wonderful table. Welcoming and open to all, as it should be...

For the spider flying the web on a journey outside and high above the table cares nothing for this scene. It's journey is one only known to the Wind, and even in death, or dire circumstance, the Spider lives only for the journey, and until settling in new lands, is at the mercy of the wind, sun, and moon.

And it is
good.

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Post August 07, 2019, 09:30:28 AM

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Ear of corn, the voice of the past
Voice of the future
Bring me the peace of pouring rain

Hunger and pestilence
Bounty and harvest
Dust bound of fortitude

Soil trickling through fingers
Telling a story as old as hunger itself
with potential.

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Post August 07, 2019, 10:44:37 PM

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Words.
Words are the means for writers to ply their craft.\

Words set into motion...actions. Actions in turn spawn more words, more actions.

Ever read a word and have it start something in your biological computer?

Trump: For some they start sucking their thumbs and drool at hearing the word. Others turn red and scream. Everyone has some kind of reaction just hearing the word, Trump.

Turd: See above

Time: Interesting as time is a word of mechanical definition and also so many other words spanning a dictionary.

Today, the Ishtar came back into focus and thus, very, very, very inspirational.
***

Given a way, an outlet, a dream
Speaking in a language forgotten
Reading a language forgotten
Forgetting...
nothing
only
filed away inside to hide the meaning


Pulling open the drawer to air out the combinations
of that so many
so many
choose to forget
this
something

War!
Ah yes, the battlefield where battle really is
forgotten
Pursuing the victor, the victim, the loser, the surrender
Wings curled high, covered in armor
as if even
this
something to remember....

What is this love?
What is this anger?
What is hate?
The world of words is silent when the answer given
freely and without payment or coreersicna
such the power of eternity
the eternal
Smile.

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Post August 08, 2019, 08:05:02 PM

Re: Writers Parasite [Contains Adult Language & Situations]

Perception

above flesh naked to one yet to others just an illusion of being bare

in stillness of day

in calm of night

,\

/,

,\

with tips of felt fingers only a hair apart

drawing and stirring

the lines of life herself
/,\
\,/

pulling a moan... softer than the air of dying, harder than a stallion in full rut

lips the book of ecstasy

skin of alabaster tingles

as again

she came.

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Post August 09, 2019, 08:05:44 PM

Re: Writers Parasite [Contains Adult Language & Situations]

"You are strange Robin, damn. I'm starting to finally understand you, though that last batch of crap... a bit bizarre. I like it!"

I doubt it, but I could care less...

"Fuck you too buddy... Glad at least you understand where I'm coming from."

Right on shithead, right on... Inspirational though.
***
Time Keeps on Slipping

Anyway it is sliced, diced, boiled, completed

A blustery blur

Misted past

Stormy future

and then it all comes together...

for some, a mess

a disaster

though all creating what must be created so there can be

a history

a present

a future World where i can find peace

maybe

at last.

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Post August 10, 2019, 08:13:26 PM

Re: Writers Parasite [Contains Adult Language & Situations]

Three is indeed a charm
(a laugh at the play)
Can you actually see the phantom?

The music though...
drawn
sensuous

And so, to you,
well
played.

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Post August 11, 2019, 10:54:19 AM

Re: Writers Parasite [Contains Adult Language & Situations]

walking through a door
closed
shut away from the brightness
this door swings in
and out
out
and in.

On which side is the darkness,
on which side is the light?

It does not matter
all doors no matter where, how, their color, their size...
the hinges obey
me.

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Post August 13, 2019, 06:08:51 PM

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today, an owl, six magnificent whitetail bucks; scenery of the four directions... this is one of those 'fuck i'm glad to be alive' days! AND making coin to boot. Inspirational.
***(

asteroids, sure, they fall
plink
plink
plink
wink
blink
and that's just the obvious sky
how about
what's underneath?

words and what they mean are meaningless when said to those who cannot understand
words and what they mean, mean a world when an ear catches just partial

Poetry... ah, fucking A!
Stories... boring...
Life?
i wish all could see behind and beyond
shadows and bright
...
such colors
such words
such music
this my friends
is what i call,
the Dream, always the dream...

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Post August 15, 2019, 12:56:35 AM

Re: Writers Parasite [Contains Adult Language & Situations]

When reading something you don't agree with, do you try and change the writers frame of mind? Do you yell, turn red and try to 'fight' back?

Personally, I find it all interesting. And inspirational.
***

No Air

No oxygen left as it left
Sucked out into space
lead by a rock bouncing off the dirt...

Look, all the creatures getting their last gasp...

Democrats... Dead
Republicans... Dead
Communists... Dead
Socialists... Dead
Royals... Dead
Trans, bi's, homo's... Dead
Conservatives... Dead
Liberals... Dead
Everything on Earth now turning to dust... Dead
except,
Nancy Pelosi's face forever entombed as if real
next to Trumps toupee
in bed
or
was it really his own hair?
You'd swear both were still alive
but then again
there is no one left alive
to care...

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Post August 15, 2019, 07:22:16 PM

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lead by wants and desires
by that which writes the rules of the game
as if it all matters this called
wrong
right...

if only though, you factor in the linear, the dimensional, the logic, the impossible...

and what does one win?

if playing the game?

Riches?
Treasure?
Happiness?
Pleasures?

A man in prison killed by game players
to escape the reveal of tongue
in their realm of sexual experiences...

This they call, Power, is nothing more than a chalk board
their lives embracing pathetic
and yet, they keep cadence to the time flow as if that too, was something to remember...

thankful
yes
thankful to be above the game and banter
moving pieces upon the board
mating with the Queen on terms known to nothing of this world
placing the King in prison
and tearing the heart and soul out of the game makers...
as this is nothing more than a part of another
World.

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Post August 17, 2019, 12:36:40 AM

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to bad the calligraphy of this site is unable to grasp what can be written, but, it's better than nothing. of course, inspirational.
***

(scenes of old full of a world of male and female. before Pandora was contained. before Zeus. before, before...)

His hands were scarred from the flames of forge. Hammer to sound daily; rhythm of seconds to build upon time.

Fire from the Dragons Lung{l l} over from the Wars between Wlrolds ... such beuty of
the Sword.

Banter tween clan n familial

(reset... start at a newer timeline)

Her moaning was no stranger to the bed laden with such memories
Man after man, all named John
Paying cash for her labor

Woman too, paid for the pleasure of knowing
sweet, such hot nectar
and the streetlight blinked red

A hooker, a whore; walker of the street and beguile
No stranger to rich or poor
her legs begging all
to enter

There a uniform instructs her surrender
to wear a uniform and barred from such wanton temptations
only then, to make bail...

(reset... too modern. exit to pre-human)

... . .. . .... .. . ...
. .. . .... .. . ... ... ...
.
.
.
... . .. . .... .. . ... ... . ... . ..... .. . ... .... . .. . ..... .. . ...

(insert activated picture)
(bleed the animal of death)
(and then, it all comes together"

Cellular division
DNA
RNA
Proteins
Enzymes

from such come creation

Strange though, the thoughts, the input
balance between a moon and oceans
salinity ratio of proportion

magnetic response
nuclear decay
O2 H2O
CO
N
1


What's that?
Almost time for dinner?
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Post August 17, 2019, 11:55:24 AM

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A cog on a wheel dictates the movement of a chain reaction of cogs. all geared for inspiration. For writing, some stories have to wait until it is their proper place.
***'

Neutral

By: Aged Concrete

The room was small. Sparse is, or should I say, was a fitting word.

Simple really. A small bed more fitting for the insect world than for members of humanity. A single wood framed chair where tired flesh of whatever nation chosen, could rest.

A window with a view into and through nothing more than evidence of human achievement. Picture dirty and cracked much as the history of mankind's patience. Old.

How is it a clear sky above the clouds can be such an inspiration to soaring birds and yet those same birds pecking seed in a park far below become nothing more than simple statistics?

For the occupant of the room, there was a smell if one chose to smell it. There was grit, and grime, and decay, if one chose to see it.

In a weak cupboard hinged on creaking rickety, canned meats, canned vegetables, unopen yet full of past experience.

There, sitting at the table, a hand did what the mind needed. Reading an old paper. Writing a list. Until such moments passed and it was needed to rise to clean the few dishes, wipe the ass, flush the toilet...

This city so much so like so many other cities.
This room identical to so many so much like other rooms.
It's occupants carrying lost souls.

With a bang, the door is smashed open. Splinters and spark.
So much yelling.
A scuffle, a blur of black boots with new young arms bearing hands carrying arms,
a circle of powerful motions.

Trading one room of weakness for one of strength
and
hopelessness.

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Post August 18, 2019, 12:32:38 PM

Re: Writers Parasite [Contains Adult Language & Situations]

Remember

War after war
or
Action after action
or
Reaction after reaction.

They raped and killed my family
In return I will rape and kill theirs

My way is the way
Your way is an affront

I believe in God... today
Tomorrow... I believe only
in man

Harsh words of anger, such the profane this fucking shit hole world!
and yet
Gandhi, Jesus, showed peace to a world.

Your head stretched a womb passing pain too
Your actions reveal
Your beliefs like a fragile piece of sugar glass
ready to fracture
crack
until in death
nothing of you remains
your body
your words
not even your actions
as history too, like your life
has an agenda...

When this planet is gone it does not mean it has been destroyed
Means
a means to and ending
when really
as before
it changes.

This world changes into a World
were all is remembered
and in the hands
resides
the proof.

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Post August 19, 2019, 07:58:02 PM

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Inspiration from inspiration...
to was,
obvious.
**

Simple ring of such to imitate rose
nestled below the sunset and sunrise.

family traditions
in bloom.

covering the barb with
brittle thorn.

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Post August 20, 2019, 07:43:18 PM

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Sleep is inspiring... Deep sleep is so much more.

The following headline: Alyssa Milano: If I hadn't opted for two abortions in 1993 'my life would be completely lacking all its great joys' today is inspirational and humorous.

Humans think they know of the future after the future arrives and use it to justify their past. Sad really, but inspirational. To sleep, to live in the past, the present and future... it is
good.
***

Deep Slumber

Sleep of closed wink and lined face kissed so often by the Sun
Awake, with eyes wide open
squinting
blinking
dripping sweat and tear
and yet?

Sleep so deep, so sweet and needed
Passport stamped deep
to travel with and be with
Time.

So could it be, yet?
Could it be that to feel alive one must move, dance, work, fuck, fight, love?
Under the guise, the pretense, the history, the experience,
of birth?

Somehow Death gets the glory of title: Eternal Sleep
Why is this?
And yet, the answer so obvious denies all that follow
an alarm clock, a schedule, counting sheep
slaves to time.

My my, such a predictable place above and beneath the sheets
this
this world,
so much so unlike
mine... a bed so fine, so firm, so witty, so needed...
carried with the winds as if flying
soaring even
so much
alive.

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Post August 21, 2019, 09:25:54 PM

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Some look through the lenses of glasses for clarity
Some find protection of the lenses prevent blindness
...
I spend a lot of time looking for my glasses
Today, the wind hid them
almost stepped on them...
...
bastard.

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Post August 22, 2019, 12:33:11 PM

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(snippet of an eye lash

burn baby burn, burn it all
broke off the branch
stirred up the branches

gathered stems and leaves
from cities, from countries, from oceans,
planets
dreams...

burn, burn, burn it all
can you taste it?
ashes in wind...

cooling the flames as the horse and riders falter
for in the darkness now lit by light
ice cold
in body, mind,
and soul.

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Post August 23, 2019, 12:25:28 PM

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inspiration never ceases. to read and learn that a city named, San Francisco is banning words by changing them to soothe the mind... Lovely! 'Convicted Felon' to be replaced with 'justice-involved individuals'.

Words are a form of power and endless examples exist on the reasons why. San Francisco might consider changing its name to PooPoo Zoo...

Of course, it inspired reasoning on how we all have opinion, complaint, dialogue, and love to use words as if a wild horse broken and tamed to our will.
***

"Honey! Did you hear? That damned man wants to buy Iceland!"
I heard it was Greenland...
"I just don't understand how anyone could vote for such trash!"
That's why they are called, deplorables.

"What's your gender?" a father asks a potential,(what used to be called) babysitter
I take umbrage at your question, you'll be hearing from my lawyer.

"Can't we all just get along and ban conservatives, religions, and certain people?"
That's what has such a University appeal.

"Guns kill! We need to change it all"
But first, a quick stop to cleanse the womb of some certain matter.

ON and ON, pissing people off...
What's that?
Better to be pissed off than pissed on?
Can't we just maim and hurt them?

does not matter the color
of the governments and people
all bleed red and have complaint

Uh, waiter?
"Yes?"
There is a piece of potato in my tomato soup? Send it back and bring me pizza.
"No."
I hate you.

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Post August 24, 2019, 11:44:36 AM

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bitten by the dog spawned by the rays of the morning sun

allah demanding more, and more, and more

of this

mans

misunderstanding

and so
the the tree's will cry
rivers
leading
to litters more, and more, and more...

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Post August 25, 2019, 11:37:47 AM

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Steve is going to be 79 soon. Yet, his voice sounds like it did 22 years ago; Truly a reflection of his condition and mind. What fun and inspiration. Had a great visit last night and it truly as truly is, inspirational!
***

He floated in a tin can
Proud to call it the U.S. Navy
Back and forth in the trough of rough seas
Almost lost the stack but the potatoes still got peeled.

He hauled new cars for Ford
Making the big bucks
while the cars in back had chicken bones hidden in panels
behind American steel

He owned a Columbian restaurant
Poured bag after bag of sugar
into customers coffee cups

He walked a beat beating thugs heads
Arrests
Sleeping in cemeteries to get by
watching hookers turn tricks
finding life in simple pleasures.

Left his wife and children and finding he could have known better
yet
for all his faults and virtues
he remained a good father
and to me, a friend
like no other
always willing to listen
give advice
listen
laugh
and with such time holds no power, no strength or sway
as friendship such as this
is
it is
eternal...

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Post August 26, 2019, 08:19:38 PM

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Along For the Ride

fillagree it seams
to bee sweet
as next to
mind

mindful full of
swarming sighs
dusting off
the wind

yes, a corral circled
those pesky stars
twinkle twinkle twinkle
and neigh

lasso heigh ho
it is
true

one cannot even begin
or end
to reign in with saddle or ride
the dragon.

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Post August 27, 2019, 07:55:28 PM

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R-flex

15 days in jail
tearing apart the boiled turtle to savor
fat laden
bones.

And yet?
She still haunts me
no matter
matter

A groaning wind sighs
as gravel flies
'he that dwells upon'
swells.

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Post August 28, 2019, 08:29:53 PM

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Little rabbit, why run so fast?
The road is less traveled than the air
and yet you bounce across as if the surface was molten.

You feel safe there hidden in the trees
among the bushes and tall grasses
and yet there are eyes upon you.

Night or day
It does not matter
Hawk, falcon, owl, coyote, fox, human.

Better to stay in the middle of the gravel
Stand tall, sniff the air
and tell the world to go straight to hell...

In this, such as I would be both amused and give you respect
while the world tears you to pieces.

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Post August 29, 2019, 05:59:26 PM

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So, what scares a reader today? In the 'good ol days,' reading and the imagination of the reader allowed for some really great horror.

Today, with the overwhelming influence of 'videos on demand', those that still find time to read, probably think the written word and imagination is still better.

But, even with all the moving pictures, movies, etc... the young are not scared by the written word, or the video.

I find that interesting and inspiring. What scares you? Blood? Gore? Omar? Trump? For some, the mental story, the psycho, mind benders... that scares them. Nothing scares me, well, maybe Bernie Sanders... Which got me to think, is fear purely a muscular reaction to self-preservation? Is this what has become of the human race? A species scared of nothing with the body knowing better?
***

It Is

Violence tendered; paid in full
Demon breath is true? Or folly of the mind?
Monsters
Bullies
Serpents
Evil
I

I know, maybe to feel the gut of wrinding...Religion
Good
Flowers
Saints
Angels caress is true? Or folly of the mind?
Kindness tendered; paid in full

(i am, therefore, you are...I)

taste the feeling numb, rendered in what the body screams
jumping in fear
a fire of sincere
burning.

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Post August 29, 2019, 11:26:03 PM

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must be the Flaming Hot Crunchy Cheetos!
or the music
***

When an entire Universe flows through the mind like Coke through a straw
Snuffing up the puff
of Creation.

It never ends, you know...
Never
as in
never as it all
has just began

Battle of love and hate
A Life full
of multiple worlds.

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Post August 30, 2019, 08:22:52 PM

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Ted Nugent. Love his music and style. On his television show he calls his wife, 'Queen of the Forest'. That is great! God. Guns. And beautiful women.

Any woman who can kill a deer, gut it, process it, and cook it is WAAAAAY better than a woman who was a bar tender getting elected by idiots into an office of government service and telling men and women who work for a living... how to live. Of course that too, is inspirational.

So, imagine A.O.C. choosing to be, Queen of the Forest...
***
Oooh.
Ick.
Is that poo?
Yikes!
That is shit!

Bullets?
That's a rifle?
It looks... dangerous.

Hey! I caught a fish!
What do I do with it?
What, club it on the head?

Look at the view!
Only a few more years of climate change and we're all dead.
Hunting should be banned!
Fishing too!
And don't get me started on coal mining, ranching, farming, logging...
BAd
bAD
BaD.

Hey, where did everybody go?
Hello?
Hello?
Hello?

All I have is a compass, a knife, a pack of matches
All alone in a forest wild and full of prey
I wonder if my cell phone has a signal?
Where is the government to help me?
Does this mean I have to learn how to survive on my own
without help, guidance, instruction...

I'm truly having a bad day!

(meanwhile, a ravenous cougar that was stalking her took a whiff of the tofu sweat oozing off her skin, and with a bounce, turned and ran away)

( writing is truly inspirational and fun. you go Ted, you go, and keep it real )

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Post August 31, 2019, 05:50:05 PM

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i cannot hear the gurgle of wave upon the river cascading over the rocks stubborn seat

i cannot feel the icy kiss of frost, the first of Fall to glaze

i cannot resist the tug of oceans tide, nor hide from the Sun's heat

i cannot hold hands in a movie theater or taste popcorn's salted treat

i cannot fly in a plane, surf in a boat, drive a car, i cannot
be...

i can hear the Music of the Universe so sweet
i can participate
i can travel the stars with ease
i can sit upon the Hand of God

i cannot exist in this world yet i can be in the World
i can be because
i
am.


dedicated to millions upon millions of aborted children either by choice or accident. humans are such a jumble of chaotic confusion and i am truly amazed they've made it this far...

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Post September 01, 2019, 11:38:03 AM

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92 billion light years across filled with 2 trillion galaxies, each galaxy filled with millions of stars... that is what some believe this universe is. Hah!

A world is only as big as the mind believes... A Universe, the same. The Universe and mind are one, indeed.

Of course, inspirational as today A.I. is a strong topic for writers. Computers and such. Knowledge.

It is no news that humans are poets or writers; communication of thought. Now we have computers 'learning' the human condition.

A.I. writing a poem. Interesting. Just as the A.I. dabbles in morality, immortality, and all those other fancy thoughts.

The following is inspired after watching how A.I. writes poetry. So, first a human writes a poem thousands of years ago while learning how to exist, and then a highly advanced computer 27 years into the future, a year that will have other names but currently known 2046, writes a famous poem that will have a horrible impact...

That poem is now being analyzed and put into a poem that tries to understand that poem...
***

Life lines
Little linear
Lifted towards the fold

I am
Individual
Inside eternal

Focus
Feeling familial
Free

Ever
Evening Star
Exploding expansion.
***

and in rebuttal of the analysis:

dust in the wind blowing in
while outside the lights glow familiar
a family gathered, holding hands, remembering
those times of smiles

clenched grit and giving way
giving in
as glows bright what has
twisted

it is just that
dust in the wind blowing
familiar...

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Post September 02, 2019, 06:10:08 PM

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What Fun! Russian porn with links! Only in America! Land of cheeze puffs, pussy, diet Coke, and spam!

Clicked on Aphelion and see the robots have been busy. Links to some very inspiring places and as such... a story.
***
The Monk chanted as his flesh showed scar
In the cave lit by candles
Shadows to mellow his screams.

No nipple topped breast to suckle
No moist slit of tight
No orgasms from such delights.

Oohhm Oohhm Oohhm...
Chanting through the nights
His thoughts...

Carnal views and sighs
with a god of earth watching and laughing
having its way with a very happy and smiling...
virgin Elf.

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Post September 03, 2019, 06:56:01 PM

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stale smoke defied gravity as it permeated anyone near
atmosphere of humid stink
dog curled licking its crotch
a fly telling others to join the stench and swarm

day to day in east Texas
place where dreams flee to die
while that wretched dog scratches his pretends

bar of condom strewn toilets
broken glass
rotten beer

women in denial as they listen to the lines
men lying
yet children in the street still hold onto hope as they too, wait to hear the dog howl
run over by drunken views and lost dreams.
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