"Murder at Ten Thousand Millimeters"

I walked out into the day and it ran it's flag up my pole,
it seemed like an appropriate thing at the time...
now I must live in consolation with my supposed peers in whole,
until God or nature smacks into the ground from 10g mili,
you silly-nilly a so-so hillbilly...fishillie'...poor Donald?~
Next thing ya' know Seinfeld for prez and its a capitol offense to fart.
{below was un/in-deciferable scrawling's}-[something about geeks and nwo?]- "Smile,...you're on Candid-body-slam-era!" no smileys pleaz :)
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Posted: May 2014
About this poem:
'I found this laying on the ground,honest!' now gtfo me.
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We Were...

As slow to pain and so we go,
Strong be our motif but weak be the end of our day,
No one in this Galaxy can pretend nor actually with mort's addendum say,
We did not exist.
Yet...
We are all Dead...
(We just don't know it - Yet.

Harrow the Waning moon,
Life arrives upon the Horizon...
It is not as it was nor ever shall be,
Again.
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Posted: Nov 2014
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Pride is a Virtue unlike the Valor of True Love.

I am so in Love with her God,
For she is the light of my day and glow through my long night,
She is my lady of Luck in theory and woman of Fortitude in reality,
When my hope is crushed or my might dashed from the World at Large,
My dignity in discreet omnipresence as well as faith overall.
No man's belief outshines another in spirit or soul,
As in life and death eternity and nano-seconds all is relative therein.
All come before one creator of all things believed in or acknowledged,
Because THAT is the way of creationism and the grand scheme of exists,
One is as many as all and all is as one,
This is sacred in the the most secret of seclusion or exposure,
Yet sustained shall all be requiem in approach by the Love,
In Pride there is no Valor like that of Virtue,
However meek or emboldened it is rewarded via proxy of experience,
Particular be principle of premise in position,
Humility and being humble is a value unto the individual unique,
Emancipated through time and trial all involved learn completely...
We are ALL God & God almighty is what we all are as a lesson of life,
Living on Earth is our time tested trial of what & why we exist,
Love is it's result when learned and worked for from the heart of us.
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Posted: Jul 2014
About this poem:
This poem is a secret love letter to my future bride...should she exist.
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The End of Humility

A Rather plain Jane she was,previously-married and all,
Working a great paying job,
Dating several a poor slob,
Needing approval for her drinking or selfish doings,
She killed-off her Ex-hero husband with kindness so to speak,
By overfeeding him and then taking his life's works to her bosom,
Then every man thereafter until finally finding me on a website,
Dating now became a challenge to acquire and overcome at large,
She reeled my loving trusting heart in and used me like a condom,
I (at one point) saved her life and raised her pets for her,
Life has it's twists and turns but this was twisted turn unrivaled.
for in the end after a double engagement and losing my home,
This wretch kicked me to the wolves and left me lost and dying,
Then she cheated and lied & she married in 2 months,
we were playing like kids in the snow traveling the world & all yet,
we were engaged and yet she said she could not marry me after 2 years?
In retrospect what doesn't kill you makes you stronger unto humiliation...one day dear Lord of all things,Karma may run over her Dogma and the charity of choice will prevail in true justice.
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Posted: Jul 2014
About this poem:
I was written to first by this woman...I thought that to be award winning in and of a woman on the web...now I see that because women remain silent it merely tells me that they are weary of all the lies of relationships and that all they really want is equality so that they can complain of what a man isn't and what he does-do or is.
This is a dedication to my experiences.
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All moving parts stand still...

Desolace and destruction is imminent for planet Earth,
No one knows when or how or why,
Mine is but to do and die,
Yours is for YOU to figure out in self-worth.

Lies and deception of every mannerism plus more,
none would know how deep the truth will go,
One thing is certain though for Humanity and all life here,
We've all got something to learn and do while there is light to show,
For inside each heart and mind there is a chore,
To live like there is none again for us in store,
Living and experiencing unlike ever before,
Grow and grow until you are able to cheer.
As tomorrow comes but once and forever is gone thereafter,
Lost in the concept of time versus space,
But knowing inside it is all just a race.
Deal with it...or not. smile :)
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Posted: May 2014
About this poem:
No one cares anymore about writers...just words and little of that at that,yet without us writers...there wouldn't be much social reform or values...just existence and instinct.
The Animals do this,it's natursl but effective to a creature that has no hierarchy or public structuring and socialism...for them it is all about pecking order and personal space...this poem addresses that as well as an end times scenario,in a certain sense...mostly it is emotional and suggestive to a higher power from within us all as God based or created from a power no one really fully understands.
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Online madness...

Whenever I write you,
I get blue,
whenever you write me,
You get something free,
However they rant and rave,
it's always about what the fave',
Whatever they say or do it's always about being true,
But reality dictates today,
One MUST get their way,
Male or female it's their say,
Versus truth and personal disarray,
I'd have to think it's a lonely world gone astray.
Online madness,
offline secrecy,
NSA and Obama-nation mess,
Political savvy or interests made personal,
everyone is in for their own distress.
Don't lie to me and others if you're not sincere,
Just go get your highball wine or beer,
Drugs are the demise of humanity and society,
when will we ever learn of this contrived insanity?
When the world comes to an end what will you be,
oversexed and buzzed from all the being "free"!
Who are you and what shall we be...
no more lies cheating and devised excused away triviality.
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Posted: Apr 2014
About this poem:
I created this poem because I hear many saying this site is a lie or scam or chock full of liars,cheaters and the like and guess what? That pretty much describes ALL of our world and social structure since NO ONE will help or not much gets equated therein without mass involvement to accredit someone or something t to get it all handed to stopping the demise or degradation to filth and demoralization of our world,like Miley Cyrus and Lady Gaga and the like,online sex and "social sites" and not many even know what a church or GOD is for or about anymore and now all one see's is women that lay on their tails expecting males to hand it all over to them or make the first move so they blame them in the end when they walk away looking for more freebies or handouts or their version of right and wrong or expects...it's on every level now folks...and next it the babies and children being handed the keys and accounts and such...hell I just heard of a BABY being charged for murder in the east somewhere! What will it come to? Chaos and total destruction of all we know? Sounds about proper considering where we all came from as an Agrarian society. What WERE the pilgrims thinking when they walked away from THEIR "modern" world to come wrestle the Freedom and spirit away from the natives here and elsewhere? THINK about it now...how much longer can a world in ecological and economical distress go on this way? Yet so many shrug their shoulders and act like a doris day movie is where we're all at or existing of now...cement and steel and newer ways to destroy the ecology and our ties to nature? And no one even wonders anymore where it'll end up as global warming has become an actuality? VOLCANOS and Earthquakes and Tsunamis and unbreathable atomosphere is what! Mark my words it's coming like a freight train and the only mentioning resolve is being side tracked,two stepped and just doing his own thing now since the repuke-licans fuct that idea of resolve up...congress is retarded the way it "deals" with that and other issues now too! Goodbye cruel world...not much time left now for ANY resolve at all...good work worrying about your s*xual parts and supposed desires...soon you won't have to worry of that either! So go back to eternal sleep and dismiss...you deserve to be happy that way...now aren't you glad you have something else to b*tch about fellow hominid,for awhile...No wonder online dating is nightmare.
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