Month: May 2008

  • 20080531-Gagging Cough

    A gagging spell of spewing rice;
    Left nostril left some whitest rice;
    Snorking and hacking, inside and out;
    Something was stuck, I had no doubt;

    An email sent, twelve, forty P.M;
    Symbolic thought, a guardian gem;
    I raised both arms into the air;
    I knew it was him, his answered prayer.

    A short poem about gagging on some food in my mouth from lunch of bar-be-que. As per a Filipino superstition, anytime someone gags this bad it mean someone is thinking about the person.

    Copyright © 2008 by Fluffy von der Flynn. All rights reserved.

  • 20080530-God Smack

    Am I better than you because I believe in my God and not yours?

    No! Under no circumstances must you believe you are better than anyone else just because you believe in your ‘G-d’. That is dividing people.

    What difference does it make if I choose to call the God I worship a different name than the God you worship?

    There is no difference!

    What difference does it make if you choose not to believe in A God at all?

    No. We cannot get along. This is not the design. We are not clones of each other. Rather we are expressions of ‘G-d’ — love, hate, anger, fear, etc… We learn to tolerate the differences.

  • 20080529-Daily Diary

    honking geese flying by towards westwards , s.f. direction. honking honking. 06:35PM.

    weather freezing. cold. wind blowing. through bedroom window seeing tree branches swaying.

    I hate morons and pete. I hate fat people too. bunch of moo cows!

  • 20080529-Avoid Alleged

    You see? People are good at denying any allegations brought forth for public scrutiny. From the women denying any alleged sexual abuses at the FDL compound to Condi Rice denying any allegations from a former White House spokesman, Scott McClellan, this is how truly powerful and very deceptive TPTB operate.

    This is what I know about other personal issues that I’ve all but stopped reporting as rants via my weblog site. This as with my other futile research is fact, unsubstantiated by ludicrous lack of evidence, mostly verbal. This is why I cannot speak. This is why I cannot rant freely, knowing the intelligence community know of my other public persona.

    Even the complaints and sentiments from family members and relatives alike about anything (that doesn’t seem to go ‘right’ but only as ‘wrong’ in the eyes and ear-holes of the recipients) go unheeded. This is why the truth by outspoken bloggers (like me), who rant about what appears nonsense, will be buried. The truth will be buried with me.

    The truth will be buried with other whistleblowers and truth-sayers. (Is this even a word?) Anyway, the truth about everything regarding conspiracy theories (from aliens and UFO’s to chemtrails and other nefarious activities by covert government entities) will never be disclosed to the faint of heart, the normal naysayers and skeptical, non-believing debunkers.

    Only a few will be ‘enlightened’ — the open minded, free willed souls; while normal, everyday folks (the mostly ‘have-nots’) go about their ‘I’m too tired to care about you except myself’ business of having fun and entertainment, getting married and making babies and living life’s drama, oblivious to things that other’s ‘in the know’ take for granted.

    Connecting the dots is a fun game and for TPTB their worldwide version of game is to keep most of the minions oblivious to their hidden agendas. Whatever truth is presented by way of books, media or other means of communications is meant to allow the stupid ones to learn the hard way. Once that knowledge is obtained, in the end noone will believe. For most it is one’s word against the other.

    Copyright © 2008 by Fluffy von der Flynn. All rights reserved.

  • 20080527-Jumping Jerk

    Jumping the boat, jumping allusion
    Looking for help by her confusion
    Hoping for nothing, only gloomy dim
    Expecting freedom, moved out a whim 

    Jumping to bed, jumping conclusion
    Wanting to wed, a happy illusion
    Getting married, ‘its all up to him’
    Expecting ‘ever after’, out on a limb.

    Copyright © 2008 by Fluffy von der Flynn. All rights reserved.

  • 20080529-Dynamic Duo

    sai yang sai yang ang kapatid ko
    nga kukuha ang babai walang utak,
    walang modo, walang religion

    sai yang sai yang ang pasensiya ko
    nga kukuha ang kapatid walang pera,
    walang ugali, walang escuela

    pero merong saiya, merong mabuhay,
    merong trabaho, merong kote at bahai.
    bali wala sa tao, bali wala ang filipino. 

    merong familia hindi mga gagalit tuloy sai dwlang yon.
    ito kasi murong ang dios sa amin. huwag magkulitan.

     Copyright © 2008 by Fluffy von der Flynn. All rights reserved.

  • 20080520-Zapping CB

    An image of a zapper from the Uwantsun! website.
    Image source: http://uwantson.com/products.html

    Zapping my CB, a clear blue day
    Ten to eleven, a feeling of heaven
    A little dizzy, a bit buzzy
    Spirit highs to reach the skies
    As dark colored birds encircled
    Merrily above the clearing effects

    A short poem about how I finally experimented by applying the Zapper Z4e (via a DB site) at the base of the CB created by Sensei/Josh back in May 2006.

    Copyright © FVDF. All rights reserved.

  • 20080523-Spitting Agent

    05/16/2008

    After mass and off to buy
    Lunch to munch, my driving by
    Looking left, a spitting spic
    Scratched my hair and middle flick!

    05/23/2008

    Open wide! through blinds I dust
    Mouthful water spilled disgust!
    Another spic upon our ‘Drive’
    White sedan its crawling jive

    Here are two short poems about ‘agents’ scouting up and down my roads after a posting entry about gang-stalking men on 05/13/2008. I later saw two dark-haired men in two sedans stopped in middle of our ‘Road’ on 05/13/2008 also. One was facing the north direction while the other one drove up, parked next to and in the opposite direction to say something to the driver through their rolled down windows and took off at the ‘Rue’.

    Copyright © 2008 by Fluffy von der Flynn. All rights reserved.

  • 20080524-Why Me?

    A lonely girl, a contactee.
    A gray, a reptoid, goat eyes see.
    Not a nutter or crazy fool.
    Am I just another Mason tool?

    TPTB are onto me.
    Triangulating, chemtrail pee.
    Above my head and below my feet.
    Am I just a helpful meat?

    Copyright © 2008 by Fluffy von der Flynn. All rights reserved.

  • 20080522-Helpful Hugs

    After mass, the morning chill
    Heard Mercedes Benz, its squeal
    Parked besides a red dyed frau
    Remote control, unlocking wow

    Eleven o’clock, my oath fulfill
    Transfer balances, credit card bill
    Distant ‘Dawning’, windy brow
    Speechless email, loving wow

    Copyright © 2008 by Fluffy von der Flynn. All rights reserved.

  • 20080519-PikNik Basket

    Piky-Niki basket, Sunday brunch
    Happy, joyful thoughts with loving bunch
    Always together, never been apart
    I’m always here inside your heart!

    A short poem I’ve been meaning to compose ever since one of my multiple thoughts back in February 2008 discovered the eerie rhyme between my forum name and his ‘Nick’ name.

    Copyright © 2008 by Fluffy von der Flynn. All rights reserved.

  • 20080523-Flying By

    To Gov. Arnold S. and his flyby crew —
    After 12:30PM, deep regret to flicking you!
    From center window upstairs to your right
    Long, white chopper of five windows site!

    Near the top of eucalyptus tree
    Behind where you cannot see
    Sticking my tongue out at you
    Santa Cruz fire fighting crew

    Copyright © 2008 by Fluffy von der Flynn. All rights reserved.