An etch in time, a cut not deep
While in her prime, no tears to weep
A photo glass in her left palm
Slicing a pass, regarded calm
Bad reflection, bad attitude
No infection, my gratitude
A sestet poem with eight syllable and about my cut from the glass a photo frame while attempting to wash away the fingerprint smudges with soap and water. Oooo! Ouch!
Copyright © 2007 by Fluffy von der Flynn. All rights reserved.
To be in solitude is perfectly fine.
I share my daily thoughts through a blogging shrine.
To lead a simple life is on borrowed times.
My blogs, dreams and poems are hidden in rhymes.
There is nothing to hide except my own Truth.
My lonely mind is like an imprisoned youth.
Freedom of expression is a gift with wings.
People are unique and perfect in all things.
Interconnectedness provides a good link.
Storytellers share how they feel and think.
To be in solitude is perfectly fine.
I share my daily thoughts through a blogging shrine.
To lead a simple life is on borrowed times.
My blogs, dreams and poems are hidden in rhymes.
Living simple differs from simply living —
To laugh, love, forget but always forgiving.
Blogging from the spectacular to mundane
Keep the bored alive and from going insane.
Dreams seem real from the subconscious mind state.
Some foretell good or bad as predictive fate.
Poetry is meant for the creative souls —
Who artfully weave words of rhythmic life’s goals.
To be in solitude is perfectly fine.
I share my daily thoughts through a blogging shrine.
There is nothing to hide except my own Truth.
My lonely mind is like an imprisoned youth.
Some choose a lone path for life placed on the shelf.
Be truly free, not alone, and by yourself
And like a child, fresh, innocence untainted
or your own friend with commonsense acquainted.
Learn to love who you are on the inside, too.
Accept the differences through your worldwide view.
Maybe when you are ready to understand
you will display your strength with a helping hand.
To be in solitude is perfectly fine.
I share my daily thoughts through a blogging shrine.
A Licentia poem of three, twelve-lined stanzas with eleven syllables in monorhyme per ‘couplet’.
Combined from three unfinished poems:
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20070720-Daily Thoughts
04:47am: experienced another temporary rolling light flash eye on lower right.
Continued to do photo project.
20070720-Daily Thoughts
Received email at 06:33PM. On the line. Couldn’t pick up.
Difference of $2,000.00 between USD and GBP. Ready to transfer but needs $2,000.00!!!
07:21PM: Sent fat ass at [cellphone here] a text message: [my rant here]
Went to Coleman for second frame similar to Paw’s graduation picture due to Maw found out the opening of the mat board was longer than Paw’s.
Got pissed at Maw for asking help of two people – one frame person and looked like the supervisor red head whom we saw at the cashier door slamming section to right of check out stands.
Pale girl with mouth right ring helped saying michael’s at Milpitas, ca had same items. Tried and knew to convince Maw. Got tired of her shit to fix this project. Bought extra mat but ended up ruining the cut to remove one milliliter due not fitting frame.
Used longer mat board for the group picture of her brothers and sisters. Labeled back of paper, not cardboard, for each head appearing on photo and placed on back of the photo, closed up.
Took pics of sylphs. Clear blue skies again for whole month expect rain on wed. 07/18/2007.
Dinner then went to Longs to buy double sided tape and magic tape.
09:15PM. Done dancing with dumb bio-units. Clueless to the end. The whole f#cking day with these f#ckers!
I see lots going on the headline press and this includes the ‘president’, who is now temporarily the ‘vice’, which in the dictionary is a word to mean something bad. I bet a non-public figure would be embarrassed to publicize a colonoscopy.
So, while the former is having his butt hole probed and his innards examined, our Fifth Amendment rights have been literally signed away. That means anything of value should no longer be considered assets. Our right ‘to remain silent’ may be jail time for burping or farting too loudly and in public.
Although the two polyps are supposedly benign in nature, an Iraq war continues. Despite that over night by the ‘senate’ on July 18, 2007, a couple of these ‘asset’ are set to be removed symbolically.
This is primarily due to the delay on bringing home the ‘servers’ around April 2008 and the funds to the military, whose job is to en-force its power upon the sleeping ‘persons’ with arms, are in turn delayed.
Going forward means evolving from the old, beaten path of systematically brainwashing the Americanized ‘citizens’ into believing the unreal — an Iraq war. Obviously, there was no WMD and has been labeled illegal by Geneva or whatever they were ‘looking for’ in that area is nowhere to be found.
There simply was not enough ‘human beings’ to fight the war in the first place. And the military knew this from the beginning of a war. A particular delay for coming home has been built on lies on the basis that ‘everything is good’. Dying without hope of ever coming home is pointless for the soldiers nor is death any better comfort for the family members left behind.
Probing and then dismissing any case by the ‘vice’ on the grounds of, once again, secrecy is no good but this example is by far an outcry that ‘inflames’ my resolve like an untreated hemorrhoid. I did read of an Asian who is instead sentenced to ten (10) years on this related issue.
By tradition, both the CIA and the military perform their jobs under orders without question. In the past, this would include the the deprivation of food, water and shelter as cruel and inhumane treatment, which has already been a violation of the ‘Gene-Eva’.
There is no point to ban torture in interrogation by the ‘president’, who could have utilized other methods, such as hypnosis or perhaps laughing gas. The laughable imagery is almost like having that colonoscopy without anesthesia.
As with anesthesia, some people wake up. Those who wake up would have a recovery period with some pain medication. Those who don’t wake up are probably better off not knowing what adventures may lie ahead. Either way, ‘it’s all good,’ right?
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20070719-Daily Thoughts
No mass.
Had Breakfast.
Undid old photos of Maw and Paw graduation.
Found Paw’s graduation pic.
Found my baby pic cut. (and later turd dark blue)
Had to mount Maw’s grad pic and my baby pic on another paper media.
Had to cut 8.5 by 11 paper to 10 by 8 photo size.
Went to kinkos and paid over $12.00 for mat and regular mistakes. Maw tipped the ‘prisoner’ girl of dark hair and eyes with tattoos on fingers $3.00.
Went to Michaels and bought frame and hook.
Couldn’t find the smaller 11 by 14 frame but blue-eyed, goatie, fruit wad from the frame department told us to go to coleman ave. instead.
Went to Kentucky fried chicken and bought 10piece, extra crispy bucket with two corns for $1.00.
Good thing Maw had rice cooked. Was famished as I ate with hands of two chicken legs.
Then went to coleman! Pretty new mini-mall!
Found 15 new t-shirts to give as new of 10 to go to balikbayan box. 5 is ours.
Then found that picture frame. Looked around.
Then started to do balikabayan boxes.
Had to go to Paw at the Filipino supermarket for a box
22x22x22 is considered $65.00 for a 20x20x20 box.
Paw helped me tape up bottom of box.
Maw and I did plastic bag, tying with white twine string, masking taping and labeling.
Paw unpacked turd donation and I had to tell him start folding after he done his more recent hacking.
Little screaming was said thank goodness.
Finished from 03:30 to 07:00PM while parakeets were outside.
Ate tinola chicken soup dinner, washed dishes (Maw dried), threw away trashes, then rushed to water Maw’s dried up plant in backyard (included in my CB) then flicked the bitch off while wearing my yellow rubber gloves, then clean parakeet tray and tucked them in for the night, wheeled the two trash can out front while Paw resisted but continued watering backyard plants and drying grass, then showered, browsed online, prayed rosary, watched tv and ate Miliano mint flavored cookies with milk Maw got two of my three remaining ones and that turd ate the rest of my dark chocolate cookies, fed her half a pan-de-coco break for sugar, Paw washed our dishes, then relaxed more and went upstairs to blog 11:30PM.
Oh yeah received phone call from Pete. Appreciate it.
Saw white colored and gray colored pigeons.
Free loaders watch your back!
I don’t care if you’re white or BLACK!
Or if you’re all that
Or think this is whack
Or with all the smack
Down if you’re on crack
They ‘railroad-dead’ and sacked:-
Why don’t cut me some slack, JACK!
There’s no time to hack
or grab a quick snack
Or to blow the stack
and leave a brown track
Get a heart attack!
Time to bring out the rack
It’s not like saying: ‘I’ll be back!’
Another dark, free-verse poem in monorhyme.
Copyright © 2007 by Fluffy von der Flynn. All rights reserved.
Why you deny us three times, Pete?
You sold us out with vile deceit.
No score and seven years, you cheat!
You made us wait by gnashing teeth.
Fed up nails pierced our hands and feet.
You crowned our minds with thorn-filled beat.
Our ‘ragging’ thought is your defeat.
We sold your soul to hell bound heat.
A poem testifying of eight lines with eight syllables in monorhyme.
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20070718-Daily Thoughts
Woke up around 07:00AM and started blogging online.
The clouds were there in the sky all gray.
Parents went to morning mass and came home without a sound.
Smell of rainy weather commencing around 11:11AM.
This was after pissing off at these head and ear pressures last night.
I told them they were vampires.
They were addicted my energy signatures.
They were told to leave me now!
I’ve stopped sending out my energy to these losers since 07/16/2007 and after getting very sleepy on whole day, Sunday.
Two successful Edit CSS:
Last night, I’ve decided to Edit CSS of font-size to number 12, after trials and errors.
Today, I’ve decided to Edit CSS of #menu ul ul section to Padding: 5 0 5 5px;
Weather clears up to sunny and windy day with some horizontal white clouds.
Feeling sleepy.
Heard myself snore around 5:00PM while Paw vacuumed again upstairs.
He took a long time downstairs and redid my vacuuming. The man is senile. Idiot!
Helped Maw do the bed spread and talked about his being weird.
Paw came downstairs to eavesdrop, just like his Maw.
I told Maw he is a surveillance unit, just like Data from Star Trek. Data is an android, devoid of emotion.
Ate dinner, felt weak. Didn’t enjoy dried wonton soup. Sat in sofa in front of tv to get some setting sun rays. Removed eyeglasses. Then opened window and tried more soaking but to no avail.
Neck rotations helped unsnap pain mostly in right neck area. Must have took a shower too quick after vacuuming around 02:00PM.
Oh yeah, saw light and green shimmering color underneath my closed eyelids.
Was thinking of ‘nod’ and him blasting away at the santerias and africaan using – hurting the chicken for their ‘darker’ works.
Read somewhere the ‘powerful ones’ are the la-raza’s; the latinos, mexicanos, whatever!
Blast away…
Can’t remember if this day but saw bird crossing from left to right.
20070717-Daily Thoughts
Woke up to cold and whitish fluffy clouds with a bluish tinge in sky.
Three chemtrails.
Walked around Great Mall.
Shopped at Commissary. Three chemtrails were moving somewhere eastward.
Didn’t take pic.
Finished pic of black frame, two walnut frames and re-hung the thirty decade old picture frame of a green tree on left with water down and right.
Last few days quite clear!
Turd came by 05:00PM and left 08:45 after eating dinner, relaxing after dinner, saying rosary while relaxing on mom’s tempur-pedic bed, waiting for us to finish our dinner dancing.
I propose to `Leave No One Behind`. This means to `Allow Every One In Front`. A front seat is better than a back seat, by the way. There is more to view from the front. I have relayed this opinionated data to someone, who should know better by now than to test my resolve! I grow weary from reading bloody details of `people` from the Iraq war via news articles online and especially seeing the news media broadcasting their hypnotic version of reality on the other side of the world.
I meant the receiver of my call late last afternoon no offense of my disgust for this war. But at this point in my realm, there is `No Turning Back`, only `Going Forward`. This means I would like to observe some resolution on the progress of those out dated monkey shines and their ongoing suppression of their women from opening themselves up to freedom of expression and especially that of love as is naturally designed, for example.
On a related issue, I am especially troubled to have read online recently and view on cable the UNNATURAL mutilation of any living entity. This involves the human female, who should have some basic rights to be free from pain prior to the child bearing itself. But this natural pain threshold should also change for any sentient being. I suppose this is a bad example of a balance for justice. Regardless, women need to be protected from these sorts of illegal practices. Women are by default birth givers.
This war is illegal, gives no one person or any group the right to start one in the first place and is unjustified due to no `WMD` has yet to be found despite the constant spoon feeding of this illusion into the minds of the `Americanized` people. I have no idea how this war started other than the natural resources being that of OIL. But again, the price seems too great for some to relinquish at the expense of many souls, who have made their homes on the OIL-rich, real estate, which belongs to no one really and there is no law in the land to lay stake on this chunk for any one country.
My personal experiences in waiting for anything have been a trial. And containing my anger and hatred for feeling these base emotions has been an ongoing battle over the course of the administration. I will admit `they` [whom ever they may be] did install him to into position. Yet, I believe the battle raging inside my mind and heart will never be ending. This personal battle has been expressed through the Iraq war and the military have done enough. The nights of worry and sadness should disappear soon.
There should be a coming home as sweet as Maw`s home baked apple pie. Everyone should love pie, if not apple, then peach or key lime for some. And each military personnel who live to tell their stories should be welcomed with open arms and with love. And in spite of the limited help for the post traumatic stress disorders associated with the war, there should be something to make up for the troubles of the grieving loved ones who have lost their kinds as well.
I am hopeful that reconciliation efforts will be made now than never and we humans should be grateful to have experienced first hand how futile their resistance to love has been all this time. The ones who continue to resist the Truth about the Divine Plan will have many more opportunities to learn the hard way, if that is one of the path chosen.
The adventures as I have read elsewhere are beginning. And those who have already opened their hearts, eye, ears and mouths are making the first steps in awakening from their long sleepless nights of battling the unknown, along with the fears that seem to have been non-existent.
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20070716-Daily Thoughts
Bought two avian cakes for our parakeets from Crocker Animal Hospital at $21.07 (for two!!!)
Tried to see if P & L pet store and Ocean Aquarian are open but no! Closed on Mon. and open on 11:00AM, respectively.
Walked from 10:35AM to 11:00AM at Great Mall. Noticed tiny Chinese little girl pondering at fountain, comes little brown boy to her left, then a retarded black man.
Yesterday, notice cutest mexicano boy pondering at fountain too. So cute!! With cheeks!
11:33AM: Opened bedroom window of mine – Unmarked utility truck makes U-turn from MY Rd. to Lundy Ave. Opened bathroom window – Dark-skinned guy drives off from his green colored sedan a few seconds ago.
Didn’t eat lunch? Did photos for larger of two walnut frame. May buy third or fourth one to make these work. Smaller pics are hard to find. Working on turd’s old frame of mau and allen.
Called fat ass on 05:25PM. Said not until tomorrow. No turning back. Going forward. All in it together. Leave noone behind.
Ate dinner of onchoy and two flat bbq ribs; called turd to share or bring over some but he was eating already and danced for 45 min.
Rested at 07:30PM and found out by Maw to wear high heals to relieve ankle hurting from today and yesterday per foot doctor.
Saw white BIG crane bird flying towards compass north at 07:46PM thru bedroom window of parents and while resting in sofa with feet up; watching television; Paw outside on grassy area picking up stuff.
Bloggings 08:00PM.
10:03AM: Was thinking about that ‘Afrikaan’ witch the DC mentioned in his forum. I wrapped that n!&&#ar in a nice white opaque container-like bubble. Then I imagined ‘her’ saying: ‘I can’t breathe!’ I told her: ‘Don’t test my resolve!’ Then my left ear hole drummed twice: ‘brum-brum’.
Sheesh! People take a hint! Stop yer yammerin’! Tain’t gonna do ya any good! Quit fidgeting or fighting so much! Sheesh!
You seem to know better than me.
I want to know. What do you see?
Is an empty heart chakra dark?
Take a peek to answers, I seek
from deaf and blind to mute and meek.
‘Lucy-Fur’ did not lose her spark.
There IS something out of nothing.
Lucy does hold her Father’s ring.
The Truth’s is in God’s covenant Ark.
Author’s note: A Nove Otto poem of nine lines, with eight syllables in a-a-c-b-b-c-d-d-c pattern.
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