Monday, December 31, 2018
The thing worse than death is anger mixed with stupidity.
One must be able to be angry at times and be able to direct that in a possible function. Anger though is not a peaceful state. 😬
The point is!
1. Max computer.
2. Max metropolis.
3. Max paper.
4. Max super centers.
5. Max division.
6. Max subtraction.
7. Max finish.
2. Max metropolis.
3. Max paper.
4. Max super centers.
5. Max division.
6. Max subtraction.
7. Max finish.
Sunday, December 30, 2018
Muddy picture!
I heard no ducks approaching
Just a load sinister croaking
Twisted minds loathing
Masters of disaster gloating
There future is smoke
Still I joke
HA HA I
That was cosmic
Death by stupidity
Just for nothing!
Just a load sinister croaking
Twisted minds loathing
Masters of disaster gloating
There future is smoke
Still I joke
HA HA I
That was cosmic
Death by stupidity
Just for nothing!
Wednesday, December 26, 2018
Tuesday, December 25, 2018
Not a popular idea!
I get frustrated by the way science often aims at enormous ego expanding probems and prizes as I should be. It may be hubris that attracts people to string theory and explaining the universe and it's origins. Naturally what baffles and confuses stirs us up. Are
we being victims of our most innate scientific desires? Can we really hope to see other universes and the moment of the big bang? Is everything going perhaps a seduction of the cosmos itself? Almost a love affair with what is beyond our sight and even our imagining? The hard questions are the ones that make us the most uncomfortable. Matters of time and the force of time. Questions of math and the mapping of things less exciting than a supernova. We can understand something in a short time, and rise expections by lowering them. Perhaps we as in I and how we navigate a bizarre miracle the center of what interests us so deeply and wonder and wonder why and how? I wonder how it is that humans like the stars show wonders and where the future futures may be. I'm basically a cyniic hiding an optimist. A can do anything attitude.
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we being victims of our most innate scientific desires? Can we really hope to see other universes and the moment of the big bang? Is everything going perhaps a seduction of the cosmos itself? Almost a love affair with what is beyond our sight and even our imagining? The hard questions are the ones that make us the most uncomfortable. Matters of time and the force of time. Questions of math and the mapping of things less exciting than a supernova. We can understand something in a short time, and rise expections by lowering them. Perhaps we as in I and how we navigate a bizarre miracle the center of what interests us so deeply and wonder and wonder why and how? I wonder how it is that humans like the stars show wonders and where the future futures may be. I'm basically a cyniic hiding an optimist. A can do anything attitude.
it's a Jewish Christmas!
She is my favourite invisible pizza
Forever at distance I hunger
There is nothing to taste
Just a hole in my mouth!
Forever at distance I hunger
There is nothing to taste
Just a hole in my mouth!
JUST ANOTHER DAY!? WTF
She performed a wild cock chase
An unrequited vagina was never safe
The firemen arrived and it was too late
She exploded in the campfire
The funural turned vengful
And a fan tore off my left leg
Then Glee was there
We were fancy free
The wine was good
And also the veggies
The evil ones had a freak out
And got creative wedges
And were forced to eat pork rinds
Still in spite of it all or in spite
We all had a good time
And my leg was eaten!
An unrequited vagina was never safe
The firemen arrived and it was too late
She exploded in the campfire
The funural turned vengful
And a fan tore off my left leg
Then Glee was there
We were fancy free
The wine was good
And also the veggies
The evil ones had a freak out
And got creative wedges
And were forced to eat pork rinds
Still in spite of it all or in spite
We all had a good time
And my leg was eaten!
Friday, December 21, 2018
Stranger things come in threes
Two is not so smart due to magnetic shifts
The beauty is the spinning action of the lovelies
How to watch this requires patience
An unknown phenomena once a virtue
Once upon an imaginary number
1+1 = 1 IS SPERMOGENESIS
I love that word dashing off my lips
Almost as if an ejaculation
Mixed with a cosmic orgasm
Suddenly there she was busty and gigantic
Rotating around her was my best experience
Suddenly she reached out like a ghost
Hands flailing in the ethers as if
Indeed this was emotional SPERMOGENESIS
GOD FORBID
So with the hunger of a vampire
I was plain to see
The was some kind of something happening
And then suddenly
I had lost myself in another world
BANG BANG
That the love of an alien
Nothing can stop the feeling of green rain
Fields of ripe grass and ferns in opulent fertile
Sudden rays of sunshine blast into the cells
Of a million years in a jail cell
It was a form of death by melting
Renewed from jelly that ovulates toward
The question of death itself
Dice are rolled
And weirder things appear
Held in time by doctor freeze
A volcano explodes magma on her clothes
We form two objects that hurl back and forth
A new form of projectile vomit
Galaxies appear near krypton
From the forest of jade
Her whiskers were the primary danger
The open game of chess for cats
To invest in cats perhaps
New life forms to complete our tasks
Robots just can't compete
Robots just can't compete
Robots just can't compete
Wednesday, December 19, 2018
Its only a mile away!
Drunk on some fun at least
The beer and the fear are gone
While they barf in the sink
All walks of life are here
Come onto the roof
Dream of palm trees
And white beaches.
The empty space between moments.
Winning became an obsession of western civilization
With the advent of the axe things got bloody messy
Going in both direction one could call themselves bad
And all was bad across the big awful world of trolls
Hungry for newer plans to thrill like a better blue pill
It had come at last with a flash of her melons chest
We had won and there was nothing left to be done
All was in a relative peace
On the knees of time.
With the advent of the axe things got bloody messy
Going in both direction one could call themselves bad
And all was bad across the big awful world of trolls
Hungry for newer plans to thrill like a better blue pill
It had come at last with a flash of her melons chest
We had won and there was nothing left to be done
All was in a relative peace
On the knees of time.
Tuesday, December 18, 2018
The attention of the age we live in?!
Monday, December 17, 2018
Agonies..
To enthuse you with delight
Come my darling dearturn off the light
Under the pale moon strange glow
Letour bodies smash particles together
To magically ignite raw pleasure
In a fantasy delight
Something very special
That will surely blow your mind
Passing with the beat of time
Kissing with poetic passion
Deep intoan unknown pleasure for
All ispure in fascination intoxication
Ether to drink to dive further into
Something deeper beyond
And then even more delight
Fear rolls out its furs
Sparking the tires of the sun..
Thursday, December 13, 2018
All is going..
In another place somewhere in the universe
A mother tabby cat is asleep dreaming
In this cat's mind there is a cute mouse
He pounces upon it and fucks it
Then become a mouse like it
All is well in the new cute mouse house
Except for the louse who built it
Came tumbling into town looking for
Another piece of the action
And a great piece of pie
All the local blokes could do
Was wave and say "Hi"
In those days that meant I love you
So the humbugs drew nears
Then gathered there fears
And the rat got away with the cheese.
A mother tabby cat is asleep dreaming
In this cat's mind there is a cute mouse
He pounces upon it and fucks it
Then become a mouse like it
All is well in the new cute mouse house
Except for the louse who built it
Came tumbling into town looking for
Another piece of the action
And a great piece of pie
All the local blokes could do
Was wave and say "Hi"
In those days that meant I love you
So the humbugs drew nears
Then gathered there fears
And the rat got away with the cheese.
The end as we know it.
Wading through the waters
Coming to a tavern
Warm for weary travelers
Once upon a times
In a land of smiles.
I am not thinking
But so is my underwear
I got to jump into a tree
So much to do if you get to be free
This is no place for a party
Going on in my head
You see the women running around
Its time to get lost in the crowd
Follow them into town
Undress them with a smile
It had to be this way
On the way to carnival
All good carnivores unite
Collect your spiritual wonders
Make a magic pillow
And lay down.
Wednesday, December 12, 2018
Tuesday, December 11, 2018
An illustration of the darkest side to a persons brain..
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For all you googlers out there..
Psychology according to me part one..
The central function of the psychological brain deals with the existence of major negatives with no names inside, locked away somewhere and are the invisible cause of persistent blocks and bad clarity ability to process information.
Nothing is more serious than these bad energies in the mind. It can not be analyzed by a therapist even as years go by. This is the effects of the past that date up to about the age of 30.
The central function of the psychological brain deals with the existence of major negatives with no names inside, locked away somewhere and are the invisible cause of persistent blocks and bad clarity ability to process information.
Nothing is more serious than these bad energies in the mind. It can not be analyzed by a therapist even as years go by. This is the effects of the past that date up to about the age of 30.
Poetry is sure to make sense!
With terror in each bite
I ate the amazing cookies
Thank you for you lovely faces
Etched with love into the chocolate
Hold me was the words she said
Into breasts signed disaster
I knew what she was after
A good romp in the shower
Soap to clean up the mess
And no words or laughter
Just some crazy wild plan
And you assumed
So much.
Monday, December 10, 2018
Dude,
You should put a bra on that
I know that for right
So that I am righter then ever
A challenge when flaming chickens
Wings go in first since the flavor
The odors prevail in my back yard
Mixing with the smoke of death
She chokes on a chicken breast bone
We would have been
Her and I
It just wasn't meant to be
Sigh..
Friday, December 7, 2018
Monday, November 19, 2018
Seriously!
If you knew a thing or two about ducks you would not attempt foreplay with them as it is both dangerous and immoral. Try loving them from a distance instead. Then perhaps you won't get beaked to death. Ducks are like friends for your imagination. A wonderful gift for Christmas is simply their memories..
Sunday, November 18, 2018
Nothing anyway is not so bad as a jazz symphony
Front row seat near some high rollers
The coughs and gas eliminate
The feelings of constipation
Usual gases nearby on agitate the Trolls
Munching on your toe nails
For the truth of it was nearing
Her head flew out of a tube
Landing on the stage
Vomit everywhere!
Now some science people don't object to the notion of God explaining reality.
New evidence is so baffling and bizarre that we are slipping in that direction even when it's not scientific. Egad!
There is now a physics department in the Vatican.
The Church is now against the death penalty. There is hope.
Now 700 years ago Mahamad, 70 the Holocaust..
2000 years ago the worship of war God's in Rome, parralls..
What the Bible doesn't mention about the Bible?
The soldier class took power and the the power of the religion also. Jesus was born from the soldier class. They believed they were right and could also show violent might. This is what seed we are descended from especially if your ansestors were these exact people. Unable to face defeat, assured to be on the exact side of God, a virus of belief that is just as great as other deviations. It is here when religion fails when it gets it's hands on advanced machines. We need a humility and balance to take back our destiny and community of global people.
I am taken seriously so,
What if technology has ironically done poorly in our real experienced lives and admitting this is like inviting torture!?
Or that by admitting this you brave the frontiers beyond and discover technology as great, but shrunk like a penis after orgasm!!
Zoom in and discover the aftermath!!!!
Or that by admitting this you brave the frontiers beyond and discover technology as great, but shrunk like a penis after orgasm!!
Zoom in and discover the aftermath!!!!
Saturday, November 17, 2018
Enough candy will make a person sick.
It is the lost generation that defined the future
Therefore we have lost it sorta
Unless we can find a way
To give the torch
Back to gen X!
Life after breaks..
Living is more passionate and power is corrupting too often as people want it often to mess things up. I felt behind in my life and wanted to catch up, or be engaged to a super stalker. Not dull, but makes me believe that Asians are a more peaceful people.
Thursday, November 15, 2018
Tell her she is special..
In a damp place
She held the dripping face
The mask she wore in disgrace
Holding onto others
As if it were some game
She was superior
At the game she invented
In a damp place
To point her finger of blame
While flipping the bird
With the other
In some weird way
She had become dependable
As lice.
Sunday, November 11, 2018
How my productivity works or doesn't?
First I must say that a sense of humor is very important for anything to happen. This place can be an uptight anal retentive face shiting squirt bottle of pent up nonsense. I mean really keep watching me if you must, but I may ear fuck you or something.
Saturday, November 10, 2018
As a man thinkiss..
It all has a ring of truth and none of it is. That is the facts that come even from the beauty of my net love. Truth at it's core does not exist. Sound and Fury are at the bottom of the human drama, we are just photons in awe of ourselves perhaps. A world that we try to conquer as if that impulse is the correct one. Irony and tragedy become interesting, but not good systems.
Tuesday, November 6, 2018
Have I been defeated?
Not at all.
Does Anti-Jew sentiment bother me?
I am way ahead of most Jews on that and know the enemy is a coward and a bully.
Do I dislike the new world?
Not at all. It requires the fun of navigating it.
Do I love my country?
Obama won twice, and many have sacrificed out of patriotism.
Monday, November 5, 2018
You don't impress me.
What a doll
Or too hot to handle
Or simply a frying pan
Roasting with boiling love!
Saturday, November 3, 2018
Friday, October 26, 2018
People are hardly as great as pizza
Not nearly as cool as ice cream,
My dream of them often surpasses reality
While reality is shy to show itself
I see the child with a basket of flowers
Visions of candles and candelabras
Thought of places rippled in poems
Hearts drenched with electric fire
Swing high for the better times
sure enough was all good love.
Tuesday, October 23, 2018
Sunday, October 21, 2018
Saturday, October 20, 2018
The monkey in my epic was the most intense and climactic part of my book. It was written in Chico about ten years ago. The image of a purple female monkey in a cage just came to me like much creative stuff that flies into the mind. The area around the cage is dark so all that can be seen is within the cage. The monkey freezes the main character because she produces sympathy and pity and because this is an exotic animal. The monkey seems totally harmless until it very suddenly lunges at the main character. A major rule in the book is nobody ever gets physically harmed or touched. Therefore the monkey is electrocuted by Christmas lights which are also purple. The monkey is not dead, but the main character has time to leave the area safely. I have no idea why this part got a response from people. Perhaps the question as to why the monkey acted thus. Though the book is a nightmare, it is not the scary horror that we know from films that give it power, but the mockery of the horror genre itself. When it ends we go into a new age self help book in which all is good and positive for no particular reason. A reminder that even in the darkest of all places we know that our lies of hope and affirmation of confidence can lift us suddenly out of the funk of four hundred years. The nightmare was largely the mood anyway.
Monday, October 15, 2018
Windows on the beach..
In the dream sequence
I say you Hey
The she stopped
I had to give her a gift
And laughed
Sands of time flow
Our time in love
Could only be
For when she unbottened
I knew
You
Someway to safely
Place my naked body
Against hers.
Data Giant!
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