Month: August 2007

  • 20070807-Sleepy Eye

    Mid-morning nap, a gray filled day
    Cannot get up until they pay
    Feeling bored with nothing to do
    Darkened swirls of purple and blue

    Third eye chakra opening up
    Silent musing measuring cup
    Filling hope with something so new
    Darkened swirls of purple and blue

    Open of eyes upon my brow
    Faith believing opinions sow
    Always comparing selfish view
    Darkened swirls of purple and blue

    Sharing truths neither wrong nor lies
    Try to de-compartmentalize
    Squooshing eyeballs something to chew
    Darkened swirls of purple and blue

    First attempt at roundelay of four stanzas in aabB pattern.

    Copyright © 2007 by Fluffy von der Flynn. All rights reserved.

  • 20070807-Fluff Meister

    Fluffy von der Flynn
    Writing from within
    About her private world
    and hidden Truths unfurled

    First attempt at clerihew of pseudo-self.

    Copyright © 2007 by Fluffy von der Flynn. All rights reserved.

  • 20070806-Icy Screams

    Fallout of white where burned out lives don’t grow
    Dark and blackness fall in the dead of night.
    Cold are the sunrays. The ravens don’t crow.
    Fallout of white

    The hungry children run with wide eyed fright
    Eagerly waiting, lined up in a row
    Heat waves turn bitter cold upon the site

    The spine chilling ice and wintery snow
    Cones, missiles – frozen screams with every bite
    The shrills from headaches — icy painful blow
    Fallout of white

    First attempt at roundel with original imagery of nuclear holocaust with ice cream.

    Copyright © 2007 by Fluffy von der Flynn. All rights reserved.

  • 20070806-God’s Veins

    The ‘Lord’ has already decided that the corporate world must pay for unsafe and unhealthy practices regardless of any natural events from the seismic activities originating FIVE miles away and from the alleged cave-ins that hampered the rescue mission to a week! The six miners trapped over one thousand five hundred feet below the ground in Huntington, Utah should not have to pay with their lives.

    With over 300 violations since January 2004, including 118 ‘significant and substantial’ violations, the history of safety and health citations to the Crandall Canyon Mine should be grounds to hold this and other businesses alike accountable for any lives lost regardless of any ACTS OF GOD! I will no longer tolerate the use of any label in reference to any deity in vain as a means to justify any ends to irresponsible actions made by any mere mortal!

    Noone, not even people who channel of any messages from the dead, deceased or unknown, would know the fate of the six miners not yet rescued. Even the seismic officials will not provide definite cause to why the mine collapsed on Tuesday, August 06, 2007. Yet, Robert E. Murray, chairman of Murray Energy Corp., and owner of the Crandall Canyon mine continues his aggressive stance in defending the company with all these substandard working conditions.

    His unclear charts showing the layout of the mine shafts for the possible whereabouts of these six miners, his testy responses with Senator Barbara Boxer, Democrat for California about the injury rates and his sentiments for jobs being lost to foreign countries and pro-labor unions being replaced by globalization do not convince me.

    For whatever reasons, I foresee the rights of workers (especially the missing six miners) to be in clear violation. This current example of the Utah mines and the previous news of the Minneapolis bridge both show how profit making businesses continue to cut cost by violating any laws and regulations set forth by the government to make sure the freedom of its citizens are secured for more days of life, liberty and happiness.

    Cutting cost does not mean hiring illegal immigrants to increase output and thereby revenue for the company. From what I’ve read, there appears to be some miners who are not citizens of this country. And yet these workers risked their lives at the expense of their health and safety and all for making some living to support themselves and their families, who may never ‘truly’ know the status of their missing loved ones.

    The delay in the rescue could possibly imply that the company does not care to try harder and save these hard working people. Perhaps saving lives is too great a cost for any company and being dead is more beneficial to their loved ones. Once again, greed seems to be the motivating factor here and no broken heart could replace money well earned – honestly or not.

    This particular mining company should discontinue using the seismic events as reasons for not paying on the potential deaths of their workers. The families will find other ways to make sure justice is served. This means to find out any insurance policy that may entitle them to any claims for the deceased, if any. The families may go as far as to shut down the coal industry for good.

    Mining for coal provides the world electricity and heat through combustion. Coal is a fossil fuel that when converted is the largest single source of fuel, such as gasoline or diesel. This means that the coal industry is has been around long enough not to waste its resources on discovering alternative means to reduce and possibly eliminate harmful effects, such as acidifying the air and water or on saving lives from cave-ins.

    I believe the alleged ‘earthquake’ may have been a cave-in caused by this retreat mining, which is a dangerous practice of removing material and leaving behind pillars of coal in place of beams, such as wood, to hold up the heavy ceilings from caving into the ‘retreating’ miners below. This mining accident may well be avoided with proper escape routes and ventilations too.

    Accidents do happen and could be avoided as long as people and businesses are honest enough to comply with any regulating laws of the land. With globalization under way, the price of saving lives and in the name of the ‘Lord’ is too high. The mining of coal as a bountiful natural resource is damaging to the planet too. And I also foresee the coal industry will need to be replaced if it does not clean up after itself and its harmful effects on the environment.

    Copyright © 2007 by Fluffy von der Flynn. All rights reserved.

  • 20070806-Fallen Bridge

    A sad parody based on the lyrics of ‘Autumn Leaves’.

    The fallen bridge of Minnesota
    The concrete slabs of steel, wood mold
    I see the smokes of brown, white hisses
    The earthquake sounds before the fold

    What they did that day, nothing seemed wrong
    I hear the hum, vibrating strong
    Low and silent frequency – die snarling
    When August bridge starts to fall

    Copyright © 2007 by Fluffy von der Flynn. All rights reserved.

  • 20070805-Dream Journal

    I dreamt of being at Disneyland.
    I was watching big, black rubber tubes floating down the water slide from the one o’clock direction towards the seven o’clock direction.
    This water slide was directly in front of my.

    My parents and I were being driven inside this taxi by this big guy.
    ‘Shiva-Paw’ was sitting up front while ‘Kali-Maw’ was sitting to my right in the back.

    I mumbled to myself that we were leaving Disneyland and exiting off to Highway 101.
    The ramp downward seemed very long with Los Angeles to my four o’clock direction.

    The sky straight ahead was very brownish red.
    The horizon had a thick layer of this brownish red color.

    I told ‘Kali-Maw’ that this layer of clouds was normal.
    I looked at her and found a wry smile on her face.

    I asked the taxi cab driver how much was renting a car from paying a taxi.
    He conversed and said a taxi was better.

    Later we conversed with the taxi cab driver in another room.
    He sat in a chair in front of us.
    His doughy body seemed to melt comfortably into the chair.

    He started to describe company stock investment going down.
    His voice started gurgling.
    Real estate is going down.
    I thought this was a good time to buy, only if I had cash.

    Copyright © 2007 by Fluffy von der Flynn. All rights reserved.

  • 20070804-Daily Diary

    20070804-Daily Thoughts

    Ate breakfast.

    Help Maw defrost three package of pork for barbequing.
    The running water helped to separate the meat.

    I was being very thorough in squeezing and removing the excess blood.
    And I used lots of water.

    After giving up in trying that activity, I cleaned up the strainer to the sink.
    I noticed I dropped water onto the rugs below.
    I decided to wash all four pieces leading to the backdoor – 3 red and 1 parakeet rug.

    I did this until lunch time because I put too much soap.
    I stepped on these with my foot and hung those on to the fence nearby.

    I screamed obscenities, like n!gg&rs and sp!cs, while washing these rugs.
    I am still pissed at the fat n!gg&rs and n!gg&rs all alike.

    Helped Maw put bandage on due to her scraping left index knuckles due to scraping small lemon rinds.

    Ate lunch.

    Went to sleep. Woke up. Went to mass. Ate at kim-tar. Watched tv with Maw. Said the rosary. Watched more tv alone. Had trouble sleeping.

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    More beautiful than anything in this world.
    What I have in my hands, these flowers, these shadows,
    How bittersweet it is, on winter’s night,
    When Arctic winds crack down from Canada
    Away, my songs, must we go
    Pealing, it tries to fill the cold night air
    One flash of eye, or blow one clarion-blast;
    Given by nature will soak into it.
    When Arctic winds crack down from Canada
    Toward the still dab of white that oscillates
    Dismal, endless plain
    That patch of white at the very end of the road
    Introduction by Vilhjalmur Stefansson
    At San Biagio, in the most intense room
    And Mère Chose’s square of world, even as they
    That neither the motionless farm couple trudging
    Wheezing ravens, when
    Against this sky no longer of our world.
    Brush the lone giant in that somber pall.

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    Sculpting each tree to fit your ghostly form
    I might have happily lived some other childhood.
    the old men burnish stories of Yaz and the Babe
    Green lilac buds appear that won’t survive
    By the design of our own silent eyes
    This gap in time, this season not their own,
    their bellies, they’re out cold, instantaneously
    Lucky the bell still full and deep of throat,
    Away, my songs, must we go
    The winged winds, captives of that age-old foe
    No name, no meaning. Oh my friends,
    Of meaning like these the world created by
    Like theirs ends? From what distant point of vision
    Chose to walk out of it, they’d have to pass
    The paths of childhood.
    Escapees from the cold work of living,
    That square Oh, 56 x 56
    Seems reflected in the infinite of the lamps.
    XV. The International Circumpolar Stations: The Greely Expedition

  • 20070803-Daily Diary

    20070803-Daily Thoughts

    Woke up 07:00AM to clouds of gray color.
    Blogged and read articles.

  • Spam-33 Aug 2007 26:39:44 +0900

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    Empty streets I come upon by chance,
    By the design of our own silent eyes
    What I have in my hands, these flowers, these shadows,
    Dismal, endless plain—
    XIV. Franz Josef Land: The Amazing Drift of the Tegetthoff
    Rise, to the muffled chime of churchbell choir.
    Summer bees were saying
    The winter road from the St. Simeon farm
    I might have happily lived some other childhood.
    VII. Hudson and His Strait; Baffin and His Bay
    Preface to the 1970 Edition
    So, startled, quivering,
    From which, thanks to symmetry,
    Or else, like us, sunk into some long gaze
    Snow haze gleams like sand.
    And all at once it is the meadow I walked in at ten,
    To mark that square, perhaps: were Mère and Père
    “Be off!” say Winter’s snows;
    This third day of our January thaw,

  • 20070802-Left Winking

    Photographs of aliens (of the extraterrestrial kind, the hollow earth or the deep ocean) and UFO’s may not always appear as some might expect. There have been many reports of these visitations by people from all walks of life. And despite our current video (and audio) technology, there has yet to be at least ONE CLEAR visual representation of these rare sightings. The shock by more disclosure of clearer images would be tremendous.

    There are alleged blurs of objects shaped like cigars, whales, saucers, disc, ribbons, orbs and all sorts of other geometric shapes. There are alleged groups ranging from draconians, reptoids, greys, hybrids, and cryptids to other kinds that are created by people with impressionable minds. What one person claims to have witnessed is better validated when in larger groups. And with lots other proof from different angles, each person would hopefully collaborate peacefully with each other and figure out how to handle these anomalous situations.

    For example, as my feeble brain would recall from about two years ago, I was watching ‘The Ninth Gate’ – a creepy 1999 movie by Roman Polanski about the main character (played by Johnny Depp), who goes on a bibliophilic adventure. In one scene after a murder of a high priestess by a guy with thick glasses, this unsmiling succubus Girl seemed to have winked at me with her left eye. Although her stare (or unblinking glare) was looking to the right of the screen as the book dealer left the scene to go after the crazed guy, I was surprised initially but not excited.

    For whatever reason, this particular show aired again several times on cable over the past few years and this week as a matter of fact. I viewed the same scene where this winking incident occurred and could not find anything similar after that first and only time of weirdness when I was home alone. I remembered thinking about left eyes popping out of the skulls of these entities as viewed on television then and expected something to happen this time around but nothing manifested. I was disappointed later but contemplative about this small detail.

    I have read an article online of how reptoids have a sense of humor. The left eye that winked at me had vertical, slit eyes of black color with flat, greenish color elsewhere. This viewing privilege may well be a small acknowledgement of the ability by these entities to transmit their thoughts electronically via televised programming. This happens to be another one of my subjective interpretation of what might have occurred in the past. To this day, I have only my memory and no other proof.

    People seem to expect proof to be presented immediately. But unfortunately, like my unexplained experience, the proof could not be provided due to the spontaneity of the incidences. The winking left eye incidence lasted approximately at least two to three seconds, by the way. If everyone had their cameras and videos available at all times, then there would be no need to speculate as to what anyone person might have seen at that moment. Anyone with a lawyer could copyright their material and make lots of money this way too.

    I’ve been told by one of my ‘fifth kind’ that our equipment would not be able to record these events clearly because these objects and groups do not vibrate within our third dimension. Basically, the main reason people are not able to capture these special moments on film or digitally is because our technology is, well, rather infantile. I’ve read many more online articles that indicate our knowledge is indeed quite infantile. In order to get anywhere up close and personal, we would need the appropriate gadgets, such as fiber optics, night vision and lasers, for example from higher dimensions. We would then be able to share these discoveries on the covers of well publicized periodicals or on the time slots of any sensationalistic media mongers.

    I believe that noone in the general public would ever see a clear photograph or video presentation of aliens or UFO’s. And this lack of ‘sufficient evidence’ is partly due to the way we behave and react to usual circumstances. Our fright and flight responses to uncomfortable stimuli would prevent us from standing our grounds and actually attempting to greet any visitor (friendly or not) from out of town (or space, I meant). I believe that people behind the guns and those with the lack of control with their itchy, trigger fingers would actually harm the contactees caught in the firing line as well as the visitors. On a side note, there are other ways to silence those with useful data of exposure to truth.

    Fear is what prevents lots of people from seeing the truth at the same time. Group thinking seems detrimental when noone substantiates what the other person alleges to have witnessed. Imagine a stampede of hysterical people elbowing each other for more room and space to run away, hide and take cover after the mass landing of space crafts of unknown origin. Noone wants the scariest opportunity to shit in their pants and go crazy afterwards. Noone would seem to care about each other’s expressed opinions either. My personal observation based on the dynamics of human behavior is better left on an individual basis for contact.

    Somehow, when each person has been exposed to what appears to be comparatively strange in a lifetime, there is less likelihood for these infants to go around telling someone else who has not encountered similar experiences. This following illustration is like telling a blind person the latest fad on designer clothes, a deaf person the popular music on satellite radio, or a genius the meaning of life. The personal revelations by each individual may be a good litmus test of how prepared the planet as a whole may be when the truth about aliens and UFO’s is finally revealed en masse. Perhaps, those crop circles are but small visual samples to those who do not believe in different intelligence.

    Copyright © 2007 by Fluffy von der Flynn. All rights reserved.