Writers Parasite [Contains Adult Language & Situations]


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Post February 16, 2020, 10:49:02 PM

Re: Writers Parasite [Contains Adult Language & Situations]

wheels straddle the rails, content to conform in a firm direction
which is why I decided to dismantle it all
split the axle in two
discard the wheels
tear up and scrap the rails

at first people were dismayed
confused
not used too
as they too were content to conform in a firm direction
while they rode the rails

at first people felt emotions at such a sight ranging from anger to humor
then the people grew bored
since their own wheels demanded that they continue travel

finally, the weeds grew where once it was important
grass thrived
trees took root
...
alone now and with bare feet
the freedom of all paths yet to be made and traveled
leaving humanity to its demise as it clings to those wheels and rails
never to hear or understand the Winds whispers of inspiration
on a journey of the impossible.

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Post February 17, 2020, 11:29:43 PM

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Daddy still butt-f***ing you?': Pro-abortion thugs — one with nifty pentagram necklace — gang up on pro-lifer, allegedly bump, grab, and even lick her

Humor is found in a lot of writing. Take Shakespeare, the guy was a hoot. Knew nothing about writing but fooled a lot of people, and still does.

Now, the above headline is predictable being it represents the soul of humanity. And it competes with another fun headline of a Islamic lad stabbing a 13 year old boy to death for mocking Islam, the true 'religion' of peace... but wait, there's more! The family of the slain boy is suing the store that sold the knife to the Islamic warrior of peace.

And then, to top it off, President Obama says the current economic boom for the United States is because of his administration while clinging to how the previous Bush was responsible for how bad the economy was during his administration... What a gut buster!

Why write about such shit? Why not should be the question. Sure, it is easy to get reactions from people of like mind or opposite and for me I could give a rats ass if a religion wants to beat women and walk around a moon rock in Mecca or some lesbians want to kill babies, it is America after all, a land of tolerance as long as you agree with the angry mob.

But for all the warnings given. For all the ample evidence even the Sun itself has given. People have decided in their choice. Writers have given voice. And a world literally shouts.

And people wonder why 'alien' life has not yet made 'contact'? Man oh man, is this world in for a surprise.

Humor indeed! Just wait for the punch line. And therein, there has to be some inspiration.
***

A man walked with open eyes among a world of blindness
He asked a woman, "Could you help me?"
She replied, "Who are you? You are not from here, so, go away."

The man kept walking and no one looked at him, no one could see him
He asked a man, "Could you help me?"
He replied, "You are not visible to me. You do not exist. Go away."

Time passed as generation after generation continued in accepted blindness
He asked a boy, "Could you help me?"
The boy said, "I'm not allowed to talk with strangers. Go away."

The world changed and still the man walked many paths
He asked a girl, "Could you help me?"
The girl said, "You are a strange man. You dress funny and stink. Go away."

The man pondered for many many years. Entire forests grew from fallow ground, died and the soil tilled, and grew again only to die again. Finally the man looked down into a clear pool of water and asked the reflection, "Could you help me?"

Ripples formed on the surface and the reflection said, "Why do you ask for help when you already know the answer?"

With a slight pause the man said, "Yes. Yes you are correct." And with slow, tired steps carried by legs older than eternal, he removed a box from his cloak and with a key in his hand taken from the resting place in his very palm, he inserted the key into the box and with a sigh, opened the lid.

What happened next was not seen by those billions of blind generations, but it was felt. It was felt to the very core of being.

With his walk over, the man disappeared into the Sun, taking his shadow with him. Finally he could go back to sleep.

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Post February 18, 2020, 11:20:01 PM

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amusement comes in many ways. watching dust float in calm air. listening to birds compete for sunflower seeds. and even something as simple as watching endless bubbles come from one spot inside a glass of carbonated soda.

inspiration comes from so many places it is impossible to write about it all.
***
Bubbles

Children are fascinated by the roiling waters in a bathtub, results of farts and glee

Witches look for scenes of potential as they stir a pot full of heated emotions

Everywhere there seems to be some sort of bubble, bubbles filled with chance of color and smell

For me, on a level so much more simple
Watching a glass of Coke release thousands of tiny bubbles
and dissolve iron nails
while eating enamel on teeth
and providing an excellent opportunity for a wonderful belch.
*
"Uh, Robin?"

Yes parasite.

"You're bored? Please tell me you're bored and not just a fucking moron..."

Nope, not bored, I just like thinking about bubbles. And if I think about something I write about it.

"Well, I'm thinking of you as getting off your fat ass and getting me a Coke and some cheese dip with chips."

And how is that working out for you?

"Not very good. I just might starve to death before getting another chip from you."

You just sit there and hold that thought, I'm gonna go get myself some cheese doodles.

"Dick..."

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Post February 21, 2020, 01:03:31 AM

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Poetry is for me, the best form of truth a human being can utter or put into print. Even if that truth is not acceptable to everyone.

Also, I truly feel everyone is a poet no matter color, age, gender, or mental stability.

Lately been reading a book about people who guide on the various Western rivers, specifically the Snake, Salmon.

In this book written by an author I've never heard of there is poetry written by a man the author wrote about who died floating a flooded river and lived in a shack sleeping on the floor. The man left journals, pictures and idea's. His name is not important as no name is. But his poetry is powerful and as such inspirational

There is no need to name the poet, the author who used the mans poetry, nor even the title of the book. Why? Because too much credit is given to names, titles, and people these days. It is the poetry that lives no matter...
***

Of Land and River

Dedicated to those poets who exist everywhere

There burns hot the desire to challenge
Inside a beating heart yearns the attempt, the choices of impossible, even at the results of death
for such it is, with breath

A child mounts a bicycle with skinned and bruised knee knowing with wheels they gain freedom
A cowboy mounts a beast, to tame with a maybe of finding fame, fortune, and broken bones
A doctor learns the body and ways, trying to conquer disease and pain

Many, maybe even you, can explain?
Why?
Why climb a mountain or sail off into the sunset with nothing more than wits and a dream?

To the moon where astronauts could walk on what once was forbidden cheese
or
deep beneath the depths of seas, diving deeper and deeper where it is impossible to be

Some are able and blessed with minds and body to try at anything
Some are trapped by their bodies, unable to move, yet still, they too, try the mightiest of things

Travel or create
Write or read
Destroying what some can not be with just will power
with all having one main common denominator... that being
the dream
always
the dream.

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Post February 22, 2020, 12:19:31 AM

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John Oates of Hall & Oates says he slept with ‘thousands’ of women during the ‘70s: ‘I’ve lost track’

"So, did his dick fall off? Or, what I really mean is did the dick get a participation award?"

Since when did you care about John Oates parasite?

(munch, munch) finishing a bag of cat litter the parasite replied, "I don't. Nothing you two legged morons do surprises me... however Oates reminds me of oats which reminds me of a breakfast I really enjoy, mummified kittens."

Oh yummy...
*

Today's headline eye catcher immediately caused me to ask the question, that being, why say 'slept' instead ofusing the reals words such as fuck, boink, hook up? Why say slept, which in my mind conjures up a picture of Oates dressed in red jammi's carrying a cup of milk to a bed where he will listen to Barry Manilow music and fall into a deep sleep next to a strange woman.

Inspirational though.
***

Excuse me really meaning something to someone about chasing butterflies
Dear John I shot a deer
Too, to, two, tu-tu

Language in particular
never holds a candle
showing the balance between thoughts and actions
with a choice vocabulary to fill the cracks.

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Post February 22, 2020, 11:49:17 AM

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Flavored Numbers

543...
1 was to see the women shoot baskets from the half court
2 was to hear about Kobe's last game of funeral
3 is to bring to mind what is and what is not
real

Really though, it does not care if it matters
Understanding mathematics
Formulating reason just pertaining to why
only then again, once more
an equation

So proud to show age early with stubby digits held high to question
(even if there is an anticipation or lack thereof aided with linguistic confusion)
and there, right there for all to see, a world running on numbers

Stats
Statistics
Records

Back then to 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, all forms of illusion
and for me
with a smile and sigh
such as 1375
likened much as a child playing with
string.

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Post February 22, 2020, 11:57:11 PM

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a young lady sings such sounds of music
while a small boy plays a violin
with a lady picturing sand to show a common theme


of course, inspirational.
(
)
(
Talent

Running the diplomat streets of Stockholm, there came the voice of opera from a window
She practiced
The world listened

Running the roads of Kenya, the man's heart pumped for such great speed
He practiced
The world watched

Running, always in the running
To practice
To compete
To be
A world for those who
dream.

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Post February 25, 2020, 01:26:04 AM

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Painted Reality

Written by: Bits of color

Man brushes with long strokes, the colors of choice
From a palette of a gift given
instantly upon creation

Rainbows of vibrancy to opaque of sickness
Transparent to some
Blinded for others

For what art does this life mean?
With cause and results to show?

All that remains is a black canvas
contrasting with bleached white bones.

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Post February 26, 2020, 12:47:41 AM

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This
World
Is
Totally
Fucked
Up
(or down, if one likes to be contrary or like the missionary position)
*\\

"What's up now numbnuts? Your underwear riding up your ass again?"

No. I don't wear underwear and would go naked if it didn't get me arrested. No, what gets me tonight is after working a good day of labor and sitting down to the first of three dinners, I get to hear some guy talk about bent dicks caused by fucking. About how you can get a curved dick from sex and that seeing a Urologist you can get medicine to fix it... What the hell is that? Why use medicine? Why not use two popsicle sticks and some electrical tape?

And then to top it off, to hear more shit about some virus spreading around the world AND to see Bernie Sanders face defend Castro...

"Want a hug? Better yet, wanna snuggle?"

Fuck you parasite. You have never bathed once in your life and don't tell me swimming with dolphins counts for cleaning that blob you wear.

"That's what you think I do with dolphins... First, I rub peanut butter all over..."

Don't wanna hear it parasite. What happens in the ocean with dolphins stays in the ocean with dolphins.
***

If

If one could, would they?

If one chose peace while at war with others on levels of disbelief, is it still to be called, peace?

If one hid from a world of confusion would it soothe?

I wonder, asking questions yet not accepting answers. Why ask in the first place while demanding seconds?

People actually pray that people would die, that it would benefit a world, even if those that die
are themselves.

Religions strive for finding a form of control when God has given ability of choice and freedom

If we stopped trying.

If we stopped lying to ourselves and others, would it then be possible to finally get to a beginning of where the mind becomes awake>?<

If it were possible, and there finally is success at finding and becoming one with peace, then the real answer could be
we were no longer
human.

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Post February 26, 2020, 09:25:39 PM

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(from a targen' planet, approximately 3.2 billion Earth years ago. written by one of the citizens)

[color=#80FF40][color=#80FF40]two fish swimming
one coming from the end
the other heading towards the end'
both separated by a strand of hair
...
from her head

there was no sky or soil
no in the middle
but there was her smile
upon a snow colored skin
at the end.
[/color][/color]

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Post February 27, 2020, 11:58:09 PM

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Words have power just as those seeking power use them...

I used to write at a poetry site set up for a bunch of close-minded folks content in their world of shit. While there, there was much written that offended a part of me. For example: One guy wrote about angels fucking Jesus in the ass. Offensive? Of course but it is his right to write.

Or how about abortion? I hate all that needless death. Is abortion offensive? For me, highly so, but it is a free country. A country making murder legal in many aspects.

Why write this? Because people get too wrapped up in what offends them. Take the word, nigger, for example.

Some people are so offended by hearing the word they go on hunger strikes and demand resignations. And if a white person says the word, nigger, hot shit! The shit truly hits the fan.

Now, an interesting point. Nobody knows who I am or even if the alias I use is to cover my Chinese looks, black skin, perky breasts, tiny stature,... So, if I'm African America, can I use the word, nigger, in poetry?

Or if I'm white, am I banned from such?

All a giant pile of steaming horseshit. To me, there are white niggers and black niggers, and niggers of all varieties of the human species.

As such. Inspirational.
***
Snowflake

Can a nigger relate to the color of my black skin?
or
Can a cracker say excuse me to his white brother?

I am offended by whatever I want to choose
and if you don't agree with me
you're nothing more than a bigoted racist.

>>><<<

More and more leads to less and less
More hate, less manners
More anger, less smiles
Men with a purse
Women strapping on a penis

<<<>>>

So, how can I offend someone today?
After all, it is my right...

...

I know, I'll tell someone I'll pray for them and that I love them...

OH SHIT!

Man, would they become offended

Better to call them a nigger and then go get an abortion

(with vanilla ice cream afterwards and watching kitten video's in my safe place, sucking my thumb content being a victim)

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Post February 28, 2020, 07:47:44 PM

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It was a wonderful though tired honey bee
Wild
Untamed
Tough
and it walked with me

Today the seasons announced a truce
while the bee walked with a tired stance
such vibrations
such color
such wonder...

Outside, the marmots ventured forth to test the fresh green
The hawks return
and soon
the Eagles

This is my world, the world of winds, of nature, of comfort and fellowship
Today, to teach a young man how to grout and wire
while Calvin smiled and chomped on his unlit cigar.

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Post February 29, 2020, 12:04:01 AM

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Oh my, thoughts of love and fancy
Feeling such folly
and why?

Those that know, control
mentor
direction
divine.

Horse and lance
Bed and moan
but does it fulfill the heart and sustain the belly?

Lost if i want to be
to let loose the grains of sand
this called
Time.

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Post February 29, 2020, 08:40:24 PM

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when the tide turns
the crowds thin
and sleep follows the day
nothing more than awake
has changed

a tide will come again
the crowds swell
and alert eyes follow the night
still though
nothing can or ever will change
as words are buried anonymous in uncounted page

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Post March 01, 2020, 12:07:57 PM

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After reading thousands upon thousands of books filled with millions of words, one starts to notice trends, topics, even mathematical formulations as to flow and origin.

Fantasy and fiction are great in that authors constantly try to present original concepts and idea's. Sadly, most of the truly 'out of the box' stories never get published. One reason is that many readers would be left clueless. The other, commercial outlets are set in rigid norms. And also, people are herd animals that prefer to forage literature with the others and finding common goal.

It is easy (or perceived hard by those so choosing) to write a fictional piece using proper nouns such as a word, Dorveeth'x, along with a whole lot of mind-bending nonsense just as it is to come up and use 'new' words. Example: Dorveeth'x sent the protrusion to merchin. As the scales glissi started to hum in harmonic...

Hard to read a whole book filled with what is basically a new language lesson. Such would be better presented with visuals as the mind understand visuals much better when it comes to 'newness' than to read words and try to visualize Dorveeth's (s) protrusion to merchin, or the the scales of glissi.

Also, along the same lines of thought, very little is presented in fiction or non-fiction regarding the basics. Example: "Hold that thought Allen, I gotta go take a shit."

"Okay, but pinch it off quick, we have a rebellion to quell."

Crude? True, and not really adding much to the overall story of a young warrior preparing battle against an alien horde invading Boise Idaho. But it would be nice to see more of the underlying basics of what a species in a story are.

Humans fuck and defecate. They have mental illness. Quirky dressing and hygiene habits. So, why not incorporate them more into a story?

'Alien' stories in particular. In movies and literature, the story flows yet the reader/viewer does not get to 'know' those involved, only the grandeur and actions to fit the plot.

Long winded as usual, but who give a shit. I definitely don't. But I find it inspirational

"Right on man. Do you like the way I dressed today? Wanna feel my oozing zit?"

No parasite, I do not.
***

It had been a long journey. One whose mission began so many years ago there was no one left alive at the origin to remember them leaving.

Isolation in space is truly a definition of quiet peace. There was no vibrations, no sounds, there was nothing.... except, there were the sleeping pods where a few creatures found refuge. The crew was biological in mind and crystalline in body. They were on a mission to find Ozarn, the fabled planet they knew as, heaven.

A faint hiss was heard, the first sound heard and felt on the ship traveling faster than the speed of light. Soon, there followed the tuning glow of light as it generated sporadic vibrations.

Much activity now started to unfold. The first sleeping pod opened and the Captain of the vessel reached out a hard tube from the torso region, that on an Earth based human would be considered its stomach.

The tube glowed, changing color from white to a pasty yellow color. Inserting the tube into a small machine that glided up to the pod, the Captain released the sleep contents of his journey and with the final few drops of fluid ceasing, the sound of music emitted from the end of the tube and the surface of the crystalline skin started to hum.
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Post March 01, 2020, 02:50:02 PM

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Cute. The guy has a toilet that follows him around. :D
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Post March 02, 2020, 01:04:04 AM

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Maybe the machine the captain had was a version of sex toy? After all, the creature was traveling faster than the speed of light for a looooong time...

Though, you did remind me of seeing my first bidet while in France. Logical and humorous at the same time.

Which then got me to remember the neighbor up the road wanting to give me a new bidet they bought but did not install. I remember thinking what a cool drinking fountain it would be.

Now toilets in Asia that I got the joy of using... Yikes! Or the public urinals in India? Made the stink of a dead dogs ass seem pleasant.

And now I'm remembering the Alaska state 'flower' (bits of toilet paper scattered near the beach atop shit. They'd build up as the tourist crowd increased and this would attract a bear who stopped by to devour it all)

And finally, you got me thinking about how you no longer see people smoking on television or movies.

All so very inspirational.
***

Shit smells or is it that we stink?
Philosophers ponder the question: The chicken or the egg?
But really, what is it that our minds find so foul when thinking of shit?

Preservation comes to mind, a way to avoid contamination of what could be a detriment to health.

Bacteria of course

Digestive tract at work

An attraction of sorts

for flies that thrive

and germs...

yet young children enjoy playing with it

monkey love to fling poo

and it would not surprise me is some human culture dries and uses shit as an aphrodisiac
or smokes it
after all, I've heard hippies say while smoking weed,
"Man, this is some good shit..."
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Post March 02, 2020, 12:37:00 PM

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HAHAHA! Shit-eating bears! And I thought shit-eating dogs were bad enough (I had one that used the cat's litter-box for a snack tray).
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Post March 03, 2020, 09:17:51 PM

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Oh, it gets better. A fellow professional drinking friend up in Alaska (Ricky) was from Wisconsin and had a shack above the beach near an appropriately named road, Whiskey Gulch. He had a nice outhouse that he never cleaned as every Fall a bear would tip the shed over and devour beer flavored shit. I'd say that is a perfect example of mankind living in harmony with nature.

On the same note, never eat bear meat in Alaska if the bears have dined upon salmon or dead beached whales... They stink so bad you can actually smell them up-wind. And, black bears are much more dangerous than a griz or brown bear. Tricky bastards. Had one use the top of one of my pickups as a trampoline.

Now, getting back to body functions and writing/movies, a case-in-point of what is different is illustrated by an actor named, Bruce Willis. In the movie, Pulp Fiction, Bruce blows John Travolta away using John's weapon against him as he exits Bruce's bathroom carrying a some reading material. The look on John's face was priceless.

In another Willis movie, Twelve Monkey's, the voice in Bruce's head sounded like it was coming from a bathroom stall but it turned out the inhabitant was a fat man doing his business.

But, enough of that. Just another random bit of inspiration flushing through the mind. However, after wiping the mind twice and doing a courtesy flush of another day passing, it is inspirational.
***

Doggy and the Doo

Tinkerbelle, the corgi model of cuteness
prowls
nose to the ground
in search of
prey...

Stealthy bitch as she score success
and munches on nuggets found

When confronted by sounds of, Uggh!
and words translating, Gross!
She only smiles with a sly grin
and without another thought
continues on munching.
***
"Dude. Seriously. Have you considered submitting your work to the Nobel committee? I mean, it's beautiful shit. It actually brings tears to my eyes."

No. The tears are there because you finally took off those nasty socks you've been prancing around in for the last six months. And on that note, maybe it's time you bathe? For a parasite you're setting an awful bad example.

"You first man, you first. But let me say, your funk is truly inspirational."

Your compliments won't work. No soup for you parasite. Now, go away.

"Nazi..."

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Post March 05, 2020, 12:47:12 AM

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A good day today. A good day to write. Of course, all days are good days for writing. Plus, red-neck pizza, dill pickle chips and salsa/cheese dip... I mean, damn, it is a great day!

***

"Write every day," they say
said with intent of wisdom
just as
"Practice makes perfect."

Which I why I eat pizza
chips
dip
ice cream
fries
fish
beef
chicken
horse
cat
...

"Say what? Horse? You eat horse?

Yes parasite. Tastes like...well, it tastes like horse. Americans shudder and shake at the thought of eating Flicker but totally embrace abortion. I'll eat horse any day, or actually anything other than drinking coffee (tastes like boiled tree bark) or liver (a fucking filter, who would want to eat a filter?)

"Would you eat me if we were stranded at sea and there was nothing else to eat?"

Nope. I'd use you as bait and catch and eat a whale. Preferable an endangered one.

"Meow!"
***
food brings flavor to the meal called life
seasoned with experience and pain
the results nurture a belief there is relief
to age.

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Post March 06, 2020, 02:19:41 AM

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really though
there are times when it feels so good to fly
free in the night sky
hunting the means
and ending with such sweet
dreams

does it mean though, the world will see?

yes
yes, tonight the world will be
a spectator
participant

tomorrow
in the daylight of contemplation
many will wonder...
what
did
it
really
mean.

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Post March 06, 2020, 09:41:24 PM

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never mind dear, insulation/twin/juniors man
good for you and stuff
stuff of stubborn I suppose
and yet...

[color=#FFFF00]just suppose the tip of tongue
slighting sliding
skin so smooth
and yet...

bumps, oh so fine the gods braille
heated ice to boil
bringing...

of this so, so, so, like of mind
tis joyfu bliss, for never cupid trodden
or is it
it
[/color]
is,
of very
insatiable
course.

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Post March 07, 2020, 11:55:36 PM

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Too much in the head as which direction to ponder.

Today, some free trees for which to express

There was a culvert to clean

Taking to wiring and moving waterlines

Then, to town to dig and help repair a baseball clogging sewer.

But,

To Rob who talks well of rocks
and Jason, a heavy smoking, hernia about to burst, and his new $3000.00 drum set.

***

Oh the belief, to know, to sing as the heels glide over grass

Blades root as they danced with rocks

Such interest, just the way wires carry information

If there was a chance, a moment where breath captured the Sun
well
then
the day would be perfect.
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Post March 08, 2020, 12:07:23 PM

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Wait, what--sewers clog baseballs--?
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Post March 08, 2020, 12:33:30 PM

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Yah, crazy right? Imagine the audacity of a schedule 40 PVC pipe bringing not only a baseball to a screeching halt, but also the golf ball and mountain of shit following it.

A young enterprising boy found pleasure in dropping things down the sewer clean-out next to his home. Something a lot of boys find joy in. Watching things disappear down a hole.

Job security though, and it was worth even more watching Jason gag when the shit flow was released once more to follow gravity to the sea.

Of course, inspirational as all jobs should be.
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Guardian

Sentry duty to stand to attention
Watchful in every
direction

What weapon of power given depends
Location
Value
Life

Take a planet for example
Vulnerable to penetration of even the simplest of cosmic radiation
or
stone

Camouflage can never hide the energy released
nor belie
vibrations

Salute those who remain hidden
Security
Sleep
Comfort
Life...
all because of
Protection

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Post March 10, 2020, 12:21:18 AM

Re: Writers Parasite [Contains Adult Language & Situations]

On a level so much smaller than the proton, the neutron, the atom.

Phases of fluctuation which in itself, is much like the vibrations of music.

More and more it comes.

To the point of concerns.

Even to watch a home appear only to disappear, and appear again.

From a tool to food to virus to explanation, again, and again, and again...

***

thought today how the rocks have been moved, almost as if a juvenile form of retaliation
as if in attempt it could cause change
or the false feeling of protection
blackened soil
doused flame
but remember...

it is and now, will only to continue to get stronger
until again, and again, and again
the phase changes become a symphony, a crescendo
a world merged and God help those trying to withstand the vibrations.

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Post March 10, 2020, 09:44:44 PM

Re: Writers Parasite [Contains Adult Language & Situations]

Listened to a song today. A few lyrics stood out, "I memorize the lyrics to porno movie," and "when we fuck we're all God's people."

This then changed to thinking about those big, chubby marmots that are emerging everywhere after a Winters sleep.

And then, work came to mind, followed by fishing, followed by thoughts of food.

Before I knew it, the day is over and it is time to relax and write some more bullshit as it is a curse, but hey, it could be worse. I could be cursed with hitting my head with a pine board everyday.

Inspirational of course.
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Why Write

why is a word of delusion when facts are enforced

does one wonder why the lungs need to fill and expel air?

does it make sense on what would possess a person to run for President?


Nothing is real if we don't want it so

so, why really is not the question.

Writing is as necessary as breathing or being alive, because when we die it means there is
nothing more
to write.
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Post March 11, 2020, 11:00:58 AM

Re: Writers Parasite [Contains Adult Language & Situations]

Just a tip, from years of experience--if you have to hit yourself on the head with a board--use balsa. ;-)
I was raised by humans. What's your excuse?

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Post March 11, 2020, 11:48:50 PM

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Good advice but have you seen what it has done to your head? I suspected such activity after first seeing your picture...

Also, what's up with Leeta? Any progress?

As for inspiration today, that damn virus is sure trying to take over with waaaaay too much attention. If it keeps up I won't be able to buy my cheap Chinese crap anymore and will have to make my own soap and clothes. (of course, a perfect excuse to run around buck assed nekked and smelling like an old cow.)

Thus inspiration is provided by Alfred E. Newman of the Mad Magazine generation. "What, me worry?"
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Fuck Earth

Written by: A stranded mutant from anyplace other than Earth

So, go naked and get bitten by insects with sharp pointy asses
or
burn/freeze

Hungry?
Eat beans and explode almost into smithereens
or
get a parasite with food poisoning/some fucked up bizarre gastro intestinal disease

Age?
Looking into a mirror and seeing at 105 years old some crazed ass wrinkle blob of flaky flesh
with tumors and other cancers
and hair coming out of the nostrils/ears/ass/eyeballs...every orifice except on top of the head

Reproduction... ah yes, such a thought indeed
First, pheromones and physical (boarding on such concepts as silicone and clothing)
and then
swapping saliva, lots of grabbing and then a whole lot of fluids, body cramps, moaning, and even more smells

Males: Testosterone bulls full of cocky emotions and only live for sex

Females: Estrogen psychopath mental cases who don't know what to control

Children: Young bits of human hell

Animals of any gender: Run out into traffic or drop shit on you from the air

Fish: Now, fish are okay. They are tasty. They are beautiful dolphins, and...

"Hey parasite!"

Uhm... yes?

"I told you not to hack my account and pretend you're me."

Sorry. Just been thinking about dolphins and how shitty the rest of this planet is.

"Okay. Just don't make this another habit of yours. And by the way, there are some good things that are positive. More than dolphins even."

Oh yeah? Name one.

"Dill chips with salsa and a plate full of lobster thermidor and garlic shrimp..."

(silence)

Okay, I'll agree on that.

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Post March 12, 2020, 09:42:38 PM

Re: Writers Parasite [Contains Adult Language & Situations]

Thoughts of a Butterfly

Crossed the mind today, bouncing around
flittering from thought and sound
with sensations saturating something
inside

Angles and curves as sharp as what is
inside
and then?

then it all comes as winds so strong to try to even attempt
surrender
and then yet again,
another good day to remember.
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