The Jeopardy of having a heart?
Reporting from left field... in Morse code... Rat a tat ... tat........... tat.
Making the calls to differentiate ........
'Unmasking the depths of our beings'
'The lose of entanglements'
'The extrication from silken webs'
'Why cream rises'
Understanding the concerns of the flotsam and jetsam , washing up on your shores.
'MONSTER' is more, much much more then a trendy energy drink marketed to the masses.
It could be your neighbor , yourself, a mate, a sibling, a son, a daughter.... with the 'Spun Out'
Eyes......... with an unnatural hunger or lust.
The risk of having a heart.............
is the potential of your own destruction.......
The jeopardy of having a heart.......
Wondering the cost......
Of the mutual fixation.
What is the cost of having a heart.....
The Demons.
Friday, December 8, 2017
Monday, October 2, 2017
A Fair Angel
Once a fair angel climbed on top of Guy.
With some kind of skin with a different texture.
She was just about to cop a nut.....
When the other girl looked over and down at Guy and distracted her.
She wore a broader nose.. a flesh with a mottled appearance....
and wearing pink.
Quite fine really...
Perhaps Guy should not of woken up.
A fair angel.
With some kind of skin with a different texture.
She was just about to cop a nut.....
When the other girl looked over and down at Guy and distracted her.
She wore a broader nose.. a flesh with a mottled appearance....
and wearing pink.
Quite fine really...
Perhaps Guy should not of woken up.
A fair angel.
Sunday, August 20, 2017
The Complex Tapestry
Guy Walked onto the Expansive Private Yacht.... Why he had never seen anything like it , not even in pictures... in some glossy magazine... why maybe it was heaven?
Oh look there was the neighbor from years ago that he got along so well with... she was not old and decrepit any longer....and she was now in charge of the whole thing............ and a mixture of happy and bemused to see him........ he suspected that meant he was going to be ravaged sexually later... poor boy.
It was just massive the whole thing.... he wondered how it would fair out in the high seas with all those swag lamps over head.... it had really high ceilings and a big deep down below's ............
Well he thought to himself... guess I will go on a self guided tour.............. then,
he rounded a corner.... and fell into a 'Trap' door.... down he went...... wheeee wheeee wheeeeeeeee.... gliding
as he fell he was not frightened but excited.......... what fun on the way down.........
out of the bottom he fell....... into the down below......... well this was nice he thought .... it was all plush and soft and with mood lighting...he looked up and saw a surveillance camera pointed his direction... but he was on the other side of the half wall... so he ducked down thinking he could out smart it.......... until he looked to his left and saw the big mirror on the opposing wall.... and his own reflection in it.... the camera came alive and the lens rotated and then zoomed on his own reflection ... then to his big surprise the camera was mounted on some sort of a scissor arm and extended and came right toward him... it even went around the corner and found him...
'Hello' it said......... Oh.......... It was a friendly Camera...... he developed an affinity for it immediately.
They could be friends..... why even hold hands and skip along down the lane together.
and there he was.............................
Delivered into the 'ENEMY'S' Camp...........................
When asked of their 'Leader' "We all must know something or think we do?"
But first the Enemy's Leader said........ Let me show you around this place....
Oh look there was Pablo Escobar and his super sexy daughter in the back seat of the waiting car...
Pablo was expounding on how he was going to kill someone and did Guy want to get in the car and sit next to his daughter first?
NO NO ... Guy expounded... you go right ahead get in first and sit next to her........
They both laughed........ there might of been a just a touch of nervousness in Guy's laugh..... as he looked over and Pablo's daughter that was applying lip stick and peering out of the corner of her eye..at him whilst looking into the mirrored compact at the same time... I hope Pablo does not kill me but I am going in he thought silently to himself.
They drove around together seeing all the sights... having a grand time.... Guy came to a realization ... or yet another question,
Was it Global Elitism, the enemy's camp, or to be human first? which was it? He demanded of himself to know?
Then the daughter started singing..... softly into the microphone... EWE La La............. Ewe la la...
the lyrics were..... "Humor, Bad man, I only thought I hated you"
She made it sound so pretty and she looked so good..... he found himself growing half hard.
Guy thought you know it really is impossible to be close with family........ unless you spend time with each other....... doesn't that make 'Good Sense' ?
You can maintain some semblance of a relationship via.... modern communications... but really.... unless you are there.....
It is just not nor can be the same.
Leave me hanging.
The Complex Tapestry.
Oh look there was the neighbor from years ago that he got along so well with... she was not old and decrepit any longer....and she was now in charge of the whole thing............ and a mixture of happy and bemused to see him........ he suspected that meant he was going to be ravaged sexually later... poor boy.
It was just massive the whole thing.... he wondered how it would fair out in the high seas with all those swag lamps over head.... it had really high ceilings and a big deep down below's ............
Well he thought to himself... guess I will go on a self guided tour.............. then,
he rounded a corner.... and fell into a 'Trap' door.... down he went...... wheeee wheeee wheeeeeeeee.... gliding
as he fell he was not frightened but excited.......... what fun on the way down.........
out of the bottom he fell....... into the down below......... well this was nice he thought .... it was all plush and soft and with mood lighting...he looked up and saw a surveillance camera pointed his direction... but he was on the other side of the half wall... so he ducked down thinking he could out smart it.......... until he looked to his left and saw the big mirror on the opposing wall.... and his own reflection in it.... the camera came alive and the lens rotated and then zoomed on his own reflection ... then to his big surprise the camera was mounted on some sort of a scissor arm and extended and came right toward him... it even went around the corner and found him...
'Hello' it said......... Oh.......... It was a friendly Camera...... he developed an affinity for it immediately.
They could be friends..... why even hold hands and skip along down the lane together.
and there he was.............................
Delivered into the 'ENEMY'S' Camp...........................
When asked of their 'Leader' "We all must know something or think we do?"
But first the Enemy's Leader said........ Let me show you around this place....
Oh look there was Pablo Escobar and his super sexy daughter in the back seat of the waiting car...
Pablo was expounding on how he was going to kill someone and did Guy want to get in the car and sit next to his daughter first?
NO NO ... Guy expounded... you go right ahead get in first and sit next to her........
They both laughed........ there might of been a just a touch of nervousness in Guy's laugh..... as he looked over and Pablo's daughter that was applying lip stick and peering out of the corner of her eye..at him whilst looking into the mirrored compact at the same time... I hope Pablo does not kill me but I am going in he thought silently to himself.
They drove around together seeing all the sights... having a grand time.... Guy came to a realization ... or yet another question,
Was it Global Elitism, the enemy's camp, or to be human first? which was it? He demanded of himself to know?
Then the daughter started singing..... softly into the microphone... EWE La La............. Ewe la la...
the lyrics were..... "Humor, Bad man, I only thought I hated you"
She made it sound so pretty and she looked so good..... he found himself growing half hard.
Guy thought you know it really is impossible to be close with family........ unless you spend time with each other....... doesn't that make 'Good Sense' ?
You can maintain some semblance of a relationship via.... modern communications... but really.... unless you are there.....
It is just not nor can be the same.
Leave me hanging.
The Complex Tapestry.
Friday, August 11, 2017
Mr. Ring A Bell.
I can Save, and for .12 have a soda or a Pop.
Bat Screams............. those Hot Pants.........
Make Way for Hope and Aspiration.
Appearance and beginnings are different things.........
Expectations............
I could turn the tide tonight..............
All Soldiers once burst their own mothers water.
A trailer jacked up along side the road.................
Mr. Ring A Bell............
Sunday, July 2, 2017
A Child's Swing Set....... and a bag of firecrackers..........in our Youth.
Learning from a child's swing set......... and the children that once played there.......
It's sitting over there in the side yard rusting away into the ground........ I can see it out of the corner of my eye now......
The word independence comes to mind............ flashing overhead neon...........
The older we get the more we have done for us............... out of necessity............
It is The lose of independence.......... We fear........ we grow feeble..........
We are all keeping out an eye.......... pass the diaper dear......... wipe me honey.........
It is not a very pleasant thought is it?.......... the loss of independence that is............
I guess that is why they call adult diapers 'Depends' for fear of loss of continence........ on this one day you can depend............. like money in the bank.
If you live long enough you turn back into a 'Big Baby' that no one thinks is cute, isn't that wonderful? Goo Goo........ do you get a pacifier?
Lets dwell on the word independence ......... Shall We? On this coming 4 th of July...
Surely we must learn to love or hate one another......... and then in our golden years we loose our minds and reminisce ....... and wet ourselves........ and poo.......... holding jumbo goblets of Red Wine... Swaying under the Tropical Moon light... if we are Lucky... and are we even telling ourselves what was the truth? Probably not............. But.............
We all rode that swing set over there, See it?............ ......... when we were in our miniscule time of our own youth ....... in our hairless pre adolescence time..............
next time you see a swing set........ Hop on and see how you can get.......... try as hard as you can to loop over the top and see if you can remember.
A Child's Swing Set......... and a bag of firecrackers....... in our Youth
It's sitting over there in the side yard rusting away into the ground........ I can see it out of the corner of my eye now......
The word independence comes to mind............ flashing overhead neon...........
The older we get the more we have done for us............... out of necessity............
It is The lose of independence.......... We fear........ we grow feeble..........
We are all keeping out an eye.......... pass the diaper dear......... wipe me honey.........
It is not a very pleasant thought is it?.......... the loss of independence that is............
I guess that is why they call adult diapers 'Depends' for fear of loss of continence........ on this one day you can depend............. like money in the bank.
If you live long enough you turn back into a 'Big Baby' that no one thinks is cute, isn't that wonderful? Goo Goo........ do you get a pacifier?
Lets dwell on the word independence ......... Shall We? On this coming 4 th of July...
Surely we must learn to love or hate one another......... and then in our golden years we loose our minds and reminisce ....... and wet ourselves........ and poo.......... holding jumbo goblets of Red Wine... Swaying under the Tropical Moon light... if we are Lucky... and are we even telling ourselves what was the truth? Probably not............. But.............
We all rode that swing set over there, See it?............ ......... when we were in our miniscule time of our own youth ....... in our hairless pre adolescence time..............
next time you see a swing set........ Hop on and see how you can get.......... try as hard as you can to loop over the top and see if you can remember.
A Child's Swing Set......... and a bag of firecrackers....... in our Youth
Tuesday, June 13, 2017
Going on a shopping Spree........ With someone famous.......Much later
The lost and found can be an interesting place..............
Some one lost their Go Pro Camera off of Key West... all they really want back is the information card... Keep the Camera for a reward............
So in other words........ Fuck the camera, it's what is inside that 'THEY' want has just been proven or is it proved? any way............
Thank you................
Can you imagine finding an old camera that had film in it......high and dry...... and it had a performance of a famous artist on it?
Oh the Interest the Interest........... heavens................ why it was a movie an interview on 8 millimeter film even... he was wearing a red vest and a pinkie ring..........
He came across as quite Gay.......... the remote viewer thought, how odd, WOW ! Who knew? that the last of the Greatest troubadours appeared to have those tendencies?
Why it would probably cause an UPROAR! among'st his Tens of Thousands of so called ' Friends' and fans... and..........
he was wearing a red blazer to boot...... on top of it all.......... and that pinkie ring.......... tisk.
The Lost and Found is a fascinating place.... all the obscured story's to go along with the missing items.... 'Mothers Gold ring with a pearl' I think I know about where it is? Near the end of the dock where you were playing...
continue to allow you mind to wander and wonder..... and go on a shopping spree someday with some one famous....
Why you never know what you might actually 'Learn'
Something Lost Something found..........
Going on a shopping Spree....... With someone famous...........
Much later.............
Some one lost their Go Pro Camera off of Key West... all they really want back is the information card... Keep the Camera for a reward............
So in other words........ Fuck the camera, it's what is inside that 'THEY' want has just been proven or is it proved? any way............
Thank you................
Can you imagine finding an old camera that had film in it......high and dry...... and it had a performance of a famous artist on it?
Oh the Interest the Interest........... heavens................ why it was a movie an interview on 8 millimeter film even... he was wearing a red vest and a pinkie ring..........
He came across as quite Gay.......... the remote viewer thought, how odd, WOW ! Who knew? that the last of the Greatest troubadours appeared to have those tendencies?
Why it would probably cause an UPROAR! among'st his Tens of Thousands of so called ' Friends' and fans... and..........
he was wearing a red blazer to boot...... on top of it all.......... and that pinkie ring.......... tisk.
The Lost and Found is a fascinating place.... all the obscured story's to go along with the missing items.... 'Mothers Gold ring with a pearl' I think I know about where it is? Near the end of the dock where you were playing...
continue to allow you mind to wander and wonder..... and go on a shopping spree someday with some one famous....
Why you never know what you might actually 'Learn'
Something Lost Something found..........
Going on a shopping Spree....... With someone famous...........
Much later.............
Friday, May 5, 2017
The Keenly Analytical Thinker.
Guy SeZ:
Even with chances diminished.......
The Fool Keeps buying..........
Conquer the Day.
The Keenly Analytical Thinker.
Even with chances diminished.......
The Fool Keeps buying..........
Conquer the Day.
The Keenly Analytical Thinker.
Sunday, April 23, 2017
Mificly Qualified and the 5 embraces.
Shall we let Guy have a say?
About the Baconian oculist, please note it is not a misspelling .....
It's Quinti and me, we are mificly qualified.... the obscure word... learned from yesterdays schooling.
What is your titty size?... Humanity feels like nursing......
and besides......... Humanity is a disaster.
Why it is all a white wedding........... perhaps you would care to join in?
Definition of a lead balloon: Examining a barmaids tip jar at halftime.
Stay Sorry......... (THEY) want you just where you are.
Lighting the charcoal in the grill let it all burn down and cook nothing...
Then say...... SO WHAT.
Mificly qualified ....... and
The 5 embraces.
1. come by it naturally.
2. bar code our future history.
3.rewrite history.
4.a wandering coastal freighter somewhere out on the Atlantic.
5. Lets you tell me from from behind one of natures natural monuments.
About the Baconian oculist, please note it is not a misspelling .....
It's Quinti and me, we are mificly qualified.... the obscure word... learned from yesterdays schooling.
What is your titty size?... Humanity feels like nursing......
and besides......... Humanity is a disaster.
Why it is all a white wedding........... perhaps you would care to join in?
Definition of a lead balloon: Examining a barmaids tip jar at halftime.
Stay Sorry......... (THEY) want you just where you are.
Lighting the charcoal in the grill let it all burn down and cook nothing...
Then say...... SO WHAT.
Mificly qualified ....... and
The 5 embraces.
1. come by it naturally.
2. bar code our future history.
3.rewrite history.
4.a wandering coastal freighter somewhere out on the Atlantic.
5. Lets you tell me from from behind one of natures natural monuments.
Thursday, March 30, 2017
Steeped in Culture Tea........
Guy was driving down the road yesterday... and it occurred to him how intense it would be or will be when everyone's mind on the Planet 'Opens Up'
and we see how things really are.......... we will all be rendered speechless..... well so to speak.....
maybe? But then again Guy is sure there are plenty of you out there who remain doubtful... that anything Guy has to say is ... well......... even worthy to be heard.........
Excuse Guy while he goes and has a laugh..............
So anyway in Guys Rhetoric... you know his brand of logic...and rationalization and justification....
He thinks about steeping in culture tea: or maybe a Heavenly bed.
Deep roots you know?
Under the tree beneath the surface...... would a drawing or a picture help?
Guy saw a man go by in a car on Stock island with a head that was the shape of one of those skulls they find in Peru....... you know the 'Elongated' skull.... I do believe the man was a Haitian.... no shit.
The back of the mans head looked like a regulation football.
It really caused Guy reason to pause.... and then the scantly clad pole dancer ran across the street breasts bouncing.... ... after picking up her next fix.......... Guy grew aroused, he wanted to fuck her.
Ahhhhhhhhhhhh Lovely Stock Island ......... all is as usual.......... Wonderful Key West........
Excuse Guy for thinking differently then you...........
We should not be friends then............ ok?
For Heavens SAKE............' What might others think?'
Of a Primrose growing in the wild................
Then:
Steeped in Culture Tea.........
Given is the Change.
Rooty Tooty.
P.S. On whose authority do you invade my sanctity ?
My peace of mind?
My Space?
Dear World at large
your wearing it off.
quickly in my book.
and we see how things really are.......... we will all be rendered speechless..... well so to speak.....
maybe? But then again Guy is sure there are plenty of you out there who remain doubtful... that anything Guy has to say is ... well......... even worthy to be heard.........
Excuse Guy while he goes and has a laugh..............
So anyway in Guys Rhetoric... you know his brand of logic...and rationalization and justification....
He thinks about steeping in culture tea: or maybe a Heavenly bed.
Deep roots you know?
Under the tree beneath the surface...... would a drawing or a picture help?
Guy saw a man go by in a car on Stock island with a head that was the shape of one of those skulls they find in Peru....... you know the 'Elongated' skull.... I do believe the man was a Haitian.... no shit.
The back of the mans head looked like a regulation football.
It really caused Guy reason to pause.... and then the scantly clad pole dancer ran across the street breasts bouncing.... ... after picking up her next fix.......... Guy grew aroused, he wanted to fuck her.
Ahhhhhhhhhhhh Lovely Stock Island ......... all is as usual.......... Wonderful Key West........
Excuse Guy for thinking differently then you...........
We should not be friends then............ ok?
For Heavens SAKE............' What might others think?'
Of a Primrose growing in the wild................
Then:
Steeped in Culture Tea.........
Given is the Change.
Rooty Tooty.
P.S. On whose authority do you invade my sanctity ?
My peace of mind?
My Space?
Dear World at large
your wearing it off.
quickly in my book.
Thursday, January 26, 2017
CHARLIE PSYOPS
PSYOPS Charlie was in the grocery store yesterday overlooking the finer cheeses.........
He told me he dropped flyers over Vietnam from a High Wing Cessna Mix Master as he sat on his flack jacket.. rather then wear it at the Pilots request.....
He set Guy to thinking..... this...........
Points of Pride
It is all fabricated:
all made up:
Created contention:
our funny words................
lead us on into temptation.............
Charlie Psyops SEZ...............
"It's all tied in with your sense of self esteem"
He told me he dropped flyers over Vietnam from a High Wing Cessna Mix Master as he sat on his flack jacket.. rather then wear it at the Pilots request.....
He set Guy to thinking..... this...........
Points of Pride
It is all fabricated:
all made up:
Created contention:
our funny words................
lead us on into temptation.............
Charlie Psyops SEZ...............
"It's all tied in with your sense of self esteem"
Wednesday, January 11, 2017
The WIND surfing couch potatoes
The wind was howling.........
The wind surfers were out.... their boards were wanting to drift off as if they had some mind of their own, the rigging was laid over......... water lapping over the sail......
The wind pilots........ then.........
donning their wet suites....... the masts went erect...........
No spring chickens....... they........
A V.W. bus not quite the color of an Avocado......... and parked along the edge of the road... enveloped in the stink of sea weed, a salty condensation formed on its metal skin.
High flying Guy dream't that night unbeknownst to himself.......... This:
"and they forgot about being human"
As they flew...... off together across the foamy chop..........
The surfing couch potatoes
thesurfingcouchpotatoes.com or perhaps 1-800-surfing couch potatoes........
or how about .....1-800 got couch potato?
The WIND surfing couch potatoes.............
The wind surfers were out.... their boards were wanting to drift off as if they had some mind of their own, the rigging was laid over......... water lapping over the sail......
The wind pilots........ then.........
donning their wet suites....... the masts went erect...........
No spring chickens....... they........
A V.W. bus not quite the color of an Avocado......... and parked along the edge of the road... enveloped in the stink of sea weed, a salty condensation formed on its metal skin.
High flying Guy dream't that night unbeknownst to himself.......... This:
"and they forgot about being human"
As they flew...... off together across the foamy chop..........
The surfing couch potatoes
thesurfingcouchpotatoes.com or perhaps 1-800-surfing couch potatoes........
or how about .....1-800 got couch potato?
The WIND surfing couch potatoes.............
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