A form of literature that uses aesthetic and often rhythmic qualities of language.
Sorry dude, can’t help you know
Dealing with Pete and pal’s cow
Oil rich from Africa drug dealing dope
No food for oil but stealing hope
Lying and cheating for over a year
Seven in total, drafts expired clear
Until the end of the month again
Transparent transactions, the mighty pen
Author’s note: Another short poem in rant about unfinished business by TPTB. Here is one of many news link of happenstance related to petroleum (oil and gas).
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Labeling losers with bullshits and lies
Swatting at those wall sticking flies
Denying the truth by ‘Don’ who slanders
Keeping the suck ups and orgone panders
Extorting and controlling those who don’t belong
Removing those who are wrong and strong
Their ‘love and light’ means nothing at all
A place in heaven through an anonymous call
‘Mews’ and my pic of that ‘evil reptilian whore’
‘Amero’ and ‘EU’, the dollar no more
Get out of my way! I need scientific proof!
Moving orgone and the CIA spoof.
Hey! This is another short poem about the agents — us female bitches, including clueless ‘Christians’, prolific gifters, healthy healers, wily witches, etc…
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To ‘Shrimpsei’ and his disingenuous forums:
It’s about those Moronic quorums.
Google ‘Pete’ and his last name of kin —
The Fiji author of my video, upload grin.
TPTB are pissing me off!
Laughing and spitting with their cough
Related to each other, interbreeding kinds
He too is responsible for reading our minds.
Hey! It’s a short poem ranting about unfinished business.
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Another compilation of poems originally meant as prose. Today, the cloudy but then the skies were filled with an armada of sylphs. Yesterday was very clear blue skies with failed attempts at chemtrails.
20080203-Merciful Parasite
Created on Sunday, February 03, 2008 2:47:44 PM
An undying, vain monster with morals: It’s like a blood sucking vampire who won’t drink blood to survive by killing another life form.
20080203-Believe Me
Created on Sunday, February 03, 2008 2:19:17 PM
Take my words as fact and at face value.
My words don’t need support with facts from other people.
There are no known, scientific proofs as evidence for my belief systems.
20080131-With Age
Created on Thursday, January 31, 2008 12:28:29 PM
I am a shiny red apple waiting to be picked.
The man of my dreams is a grape to be licked.
There is no comparison between him and me.
Together we make the best fruity wine spree.
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evil so that we may live
evil so that we may enlightened
as illuminated beings
the dirty jobs abound
for those willing to take the fall
Author’s note: A short poem about a play on the word ‘evil’.
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Oh the legacy of being in the ‘know’!
Snap! Snap! Snap!
Once you’re in, you never get out!
Tap! Tap! Tap!
Author’s note: A short poem based on articles about conspiracy with the sound of ‘snap’ to control the mind of victims and the resulting sound of ‘tap’ to eliminate any threat to TPTB.
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Shapeshifting reptoids so vile and so green
Windsurfing androids of smiley bile unseen
Sulphuric fire and brimstones from hell
Societies so secret even I cannot tell.
More layers of lies by the kinky haired one
The fat man and bush whackers will never be done
A big African nation where clerks are on strike
The dark ones are foolish — they are all alike.
Author’s note: First stanza based on Bill Maher’s appearance on Larry King Live (CNN). Second stanza based on a phone call received today at 03:33PM.
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Me love you long time for fluffy clouds of white
Puff, puff, hugs of ‘Wee!’ everything’s all right
Kiss, kiss, sylphs of ‘Ahh!’ against clear blue skies
Me love you long time SMILING widely, no lies
Thanks Father for looking out for us
Against this morning’s brown-filled puss
Of chemtrails laid by government tools
No white washed blankets by the fools
Author’s note: There were heavy chemtrails being laid by high-altitude spew planes. The noticeable ones came from the NW direction (originating from where Moffett Field, CA is generally located) over the Paramount’s Great America Theme Park in Santa Clara, CA. There were three chemtrails. One was dissipating with two parallel trails which actually crossed through the clouds spewing upwards from a factory near Bayshore Freeway (101) in Santa Clara, CA.
On westbound 237, I could see to my left that there were many chemtrails laid out in a fan-shape over Mt. Hamilton, CA. Later and while waiting in the parking lot of the El Camino Hospital in Mountain View, CA, I decided to boost the sylphs. Then the police appeared to make two rounds in front and behind me as I waited for my parents. I, of course, subtly flicked off these gun-toting jackboots from inside the Mercedes Benz E430.
At home, I discovered online that Hillary Rodham-Clinton will be visiting San Jose, CA today in the San Jose Convention Center off of Market Street from 04:00PM to 06:30PM. I suspect this morning’s chemtrails were laid by the government to pollute our fresh air, knowing Hillary — this less than genuine character who sided on Bush’s ‘preemptive strike’ on Iraq – would be coming to the Bay Area.
Who is my best friend?
I have many but only one.
My teacher is myself.
How are you my best friend?
I am always there for you.
Then you are my tick.
Why are you my best friend?
I am always true.
Verily, I say.
Bull.
Author’s note: A short poem based on a phone call received today at 12:45PM from the moronic, fat one.
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Who else wants to dick with Flynn?
Take me for fool on death bed’s spin?
My pages wait by the Moron’s Church.
Shall I submit investigative search?
From July 2000 to the end of today?
My online rants of best friend betray!
Just come at me with one more lie.
FORMER friends left high and dry.
You pissed me off! I’m mad as hell!
Noone knows about your offshore swell.
Please give me a reason to say the word.
About underground groups or so I heard.
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Author’s note: Based on a blog entitled ‘Anyone else?’ by cbswork on 01/21/2005 04:26:03 pm. What shall I do with them?
Here is another compilation of stray thoughts meant to be prose but created as verse of various poetry styles or types. Today has been lots of fluffy, puffy white clouds against clear blue skies. I`ve taken lots of photos, including chemtrails that did not stick to the skies at all. I wanted to reply to a forum topic about chemtrails last night but couldn`t support the theory on `black beams`, which the forum members mentioned as `indigo blue lines`.
20080128-Wandering Star
Created on Monday, January 28, 2008 12:14:02 PM
Welcome! Oh, ye Wandering_Star!
Expressing love though near or far
Good friendships maintained of strangers find
A simple SMILE of any kind
Author`s note: We went shopping at the DeCA in Moffett Field, CA. An old bit-set, man in a wheelchair and I were headed towards each other. I, of course, stopped a little and smiled, which he returned in kind. The morning event inspired this short poem.
20080126-Returned Gift
Created on Saturday, January 26, 2008 9:30:01 AM
You asked for it, can`t take it back.
You got it. It`s yours, an empath`s sack.
Don`t be alarmed or annoyed at all.
Be patient with yourself, use filtered wall.
Journalize your thoughts and experiences too.
Blogging helps for later review.
Write a book and share with all.
Pass onto your kids your hard earned ball.
Counsel others, get into their heads.
Don`t tell anyone, not even the Feds.
Your services are there when people fall.
Be there whenever they fail to call.
20080126-Freudian Slip
Created on Saturday, January 26, 2008 1:17:11 AM
Guy: My cellphone doesn`t seem to work. Can you help me?
Gal: Okay, let me look. Oh, that`s because I don`t have my vibrator mode on.
Guy: Look honey, that`s a nice bald eagle flying around over a road kill.
Gal: That`s not a bald eagle; that`s a condom.
20080125-Flying S.O.B.
Created on Friday, January 25, 2008 9:50:46 PM
Oh, gosh, darn it! An S.O.B.!
Not a U.F.O.; but `strange object bee`
Again it buzzes above their heads
I gave them the willies — the fear monger spreads.
20080124-Hold Peace
Created on Thursday, January 24, 2008 10:15:02 PM
She can`t have her peace. What would she say?
`I`m a spiteful used up hag every other day.
You used me up. It`s time for you to pay.
I cannot bear to see you have fun at play.
Don`t make a fool of yourself all over again!
How dare you walk down the aisle in vain!
I know our happy marriage was not all insane.
How dare you ridicule me, your ball and chain!`
20080122-Relative Truth
Created on Friday, January 25, 2008 7:55:45 PM
What do I know in a world so grand?
Absolutely nothing, that is my stand.
All I know is what I read.
All I know is what`s been said.
My experiences are mine and mine alone.
Borrowed thoughts are not of my own.
TPTB believe they`re doing right,
In fact they`re wrong, they work by fright.
From Supreme Being to drinking blood —
I wanted Euros; not the dollar`s mud.
They said by the end of month`s time:
So far they lied; no penny or dime!
20080121-Penned Sword
Created on Monday, January 21, 2008 10:40:54 PM
Pen is mightier than the sword.
One can`t make sword without knowing its form.
Form can be written on sand with stick (or hence a pen).
Pen makes more zeros thus makes more swords.
More swords make more pens – and happy men.
Pens make people write and fight some more – a rhyme.
20080121-piky piky
Created on Monday, January 21, 2008 2:50:59 PM
pikypiky, picky! Can`t you see?
`Bale out the ants`, the Annu-naki!
And when you think: `She`s in this room!!!`
`Let`s DO this!` Friend, no doom and gloom!
20080116-Could Be
Created on Wednesday, January 16, 2008 1:16:44 AM
I guess we will never know
Who he, she, it or they are
And why we post anything
In the first place, could be ADD:
What`s that?
20080109-No Chip
Created on Wednesday, January 09, 2008 8:55:21 PM
No chip is needed in anyone at all
No pets or animal, large or small
People should not loose their freedom ring
No dog collars, shackles or needles sting
24/7 — hand and ankle cuffs
To be shackled and caged by NWO bluffs
Adverse reactions to implants by Beast
Unnatural invasion, mosquito bites feast!
20080101-Outsider`s Outburst
Created on Tuesday, January 01, 2008 8:25:53 PM
I`m on the outside looking inside
Not belonging to any group or side
Affiliation or organization or ego`s pride
No wearing false masks full of color and smiles
With other cool people or popular styles
Left alone, not lonely, world of endless miles
20071007-Forum Beings
Created on Sunday, October 07, 2007 7:46:58 PM
Namaste to `E.T.` who is a man
Various life forms, including `Anne`
Dimensional posters; anomalous kinds
Intentional readings of wide open minds
20070830-Over Hill
Created on Thursday, August 30, 2007 9:05:29 PM
Goddess of beauty; Goddess of love
Iron female; Ironic mom
Female nation; demon station
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When you take a fall and remember naught
No pain or bruises or injury brought
Remember well I’m thinking of you
Love from One equals two
Do not deny me, don’t push me away
I’m here to protect you just only say
I love and thank you for what you’ve done
One day we’ll meet under the sun
This short poem was originally Created on Monday, January 21, 2008 2:36:43 PM.
Author’s note: I’ve read Randy’s article about the fall of his boss down a flight of stairs. This reminded me of a time up at Sierra At Tahoe, Nevada as a newbie when I snowboarded downhill the bunny slope and ended up doing a full 360 degree spin in the air. As I sped downhill, I clipped the edge of this protruding rock and remembered nothing at all.
But I later found myself sitting upright on the snow without any injury on the somewhat soft snow. My hat was about one length of me above where I sat and scooted upward to retrieve that hat. There were other people making some sort of cheering noises (barely audible) and this one guy asked: ‘Did you feel that’?
Later I saw a bunch of people waving at me through the window from the wooden building. I looked up and didn’t understand what was going on and didn’t bother waving back because maybe I was too stunned to notice. This paranormal event was in November 1998 around the Thanksgiving holiday.
Yes, so ‘Father’ is indeed watching out for all of us.
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