Christened by the wind
Causing an eye to look more carefully at her


As subliminal arguments confer
The cover that concealed her perfection was sugar that was all encompassing
The rats loved buwhen looking at the exhilarating xenophobia. Sarcasm intended, still my hand is not my own. Mammy. Beep beep
Mee Naw mee everybody minding their own business otherwise

Poo God

Ûrs I won?

All heartbreak is a bit pretentious
it irks, and facilitates distance
from it's objects of devotion
it is effort tripled
because you're starting
   to loose grip
on the fact
that effort was more
once or twice

It's all part of a set up
and I'm doing a terrible job at being sane
around it.

Sanity is much more obituary
it keeps it's own nails clean
and denies any form of truth.
Stereotypical sanity anyway

Frame the wal
bunch up the upholstery
do a quick to do list
do a little free fall in your mind
bargain straight
uphold notions that are visceral relatively
this goes for hear, touch, tase and physical pain
not forgetting (never forgetting)
frustration too
if it doesn't look like the hat on the banker from monopoly
then give him dreadlocks instead
he doesn't want you yo attend his parties
yet otherwise he's nice to your face
typical racists
i wouldn't want to hae *** with anyone cool anyway
there was a time.. but i *** 31
You have to grow up and start taking responsibilities one day
even though you wont appreciate these words they're more special to me then any of you
despite me pretending to like you
amen Lord Amen Aphrodite

Change reveals itself in a gown to not make mistakes
'heads up! one mafia member siad to another' i heard but it wasn't anything to do with me, so I just ignored it. The changing nature of our television hardwiring and constant brain seizing, anda variable of infinite extremely low frequencies which are only, received by those who can hear them. In telephone wires. In microwaves; through the walls, under your own brain structure, in the pit of your soul. ******* aliens for being so selfish. humans need each other more than all this stupid music you create. halelujah :) thanks Apollo x

a bright, dusted, parrot looking butterfly
swung by, past one side of my cheek, then the other - then round up past my head, where it blew about a bit like a dementia riddled dog with wings for a while.

Then vanished over the roof top.

Floating respendently
Looking for the right angle
Masochism melts as it sneezes in the moody growler
Of non concentric brawl

A beware of infinitude
Not taken seriously by a pint glass
Scornful when normally distant look upon her
Imposter case
Thatatat.
Not a case of imposter syndrome.

Telephone slightly off the hook, miss Jefferson took a competent whack at putting it straight. Unfinished business, frequently results in misconception, which those on the other end of communication are then further subjugated to a lack pf understanding. Through manipulation, propaganda and patterns, sometimes just a misunderstanding of oneself, can be the cause of things seeming or even being out of sync with the surrounding world. But then you must ask what is it about me that makes this so? is it the buttery fingers of spirit at times? Or the miscalculation of events and dates when one grows older? Is it getting so **** near to something before being antagonized and then becoming nothing more than a victim of the system? I beleive every soul is stronger than the system. it just sometimes takes time and alot of patience - first to just put it out of your mind; and then play long. even if you make mistakes, just focuss on what you're good at - Even if you get bored  as long as your not sabotaging your cause, you can play youre ignorance up for fun. Or just generally attract attention from hidden cameras satellites and the like. I enjoy miming out my musical tastes when it comes to cameras. **** everyone else. So much is changing, and I'm hardly noticing it, I guess because i'm not on the stage of full operations. And if I was it wouldn't work. But to be honest it is a bit offensive having a peadophile represent the changes I want to make to the world.
in fact I imagine alot of world leaders aer peadophiles, they are aliens after all...

So that's another fact getting high makes me realize, they're inside my brain in every way there is too. A fact to be swept under the carpet. Thaaat.

Larry as he was so cumbersly to the doctor called
Had lacerations that extended beyond the meaning of the word.
He had a little black goat that he called Harry, who the thatatat doctor would pet and call Harry Potter.
Such gaily terms for a situation as problematic as Larry's.
The end

To know what erudition is
it to chauffer a led of clothes into a basket.

And with they don't played fool
there will not be no picnic in the park
of functionally wrong hospitals, or imaginary power

pOOyEs I'M talKiNg T you GODs, is IT irRItating. Oh yeah, you can reads minds ca;t you?
Oh yes, thaTS Why I came here isn't it? long lost from (f they're still alive) still griveing family.

Amen.

a group of bakers
lest they go down the ***** wonka shoot
may argue that , the fairest... of all bread<i>winners/i> is
can we be complacent in order of her/his/them/they/theirs place.

i, however, discard the notion of ownership all together and tell them politely that they've invented their own myths and they're coming true.
in WHICH CASE...THEY ARE, AT RISK, YES.

petitions for Trasaclandism
swimming in the wee and rock waters
giving nothing that a nobody would want to watch
noone that she new though.

Robot brain
wont admit
it's a robot. It enwuires, has seizures, anomalysis currency
and it alwys the first leg against the wall

kicking it hard
this leg
trying to be distinct
from the robotic brain

the colposcopies failure
warmongering
amidst the deceased
the surroundings, themselves, who are allowed to think

boarding the ship
sll the women chased their fantasy
and fortunately it wasn't t titanic

not like **** fantasies,
doodling, rudeness, or deriding
the very real problem of evil.

Amen Lord. Amen Apollo. Amen Zeus. Amen Hades. Amen Apollo. Amen zeus. Amen Hades. amen Aphrodite. Amen skeletons. men joy. Amen humanity. men Hermes. Amen Zeus. Amen ra. Amen Apollo. Amen Hercules. Amen Athena. Amen Hercules. Amen God. amen Jesus Christ. Amen Artemis.  Amen Etkin.

Is it a gene gone wrong?
Maybe saying the wrong words to Grandma in the care home last time I saw her?
Is it a monopoly of aliens battling for my limbs?
An august heat held too tightly to the chest?
Concentric combustion?

No it's more like a love I don't want
An essential island foregone to itself by what it makes of itself.
It's an onion.
A gesture that's been held up by the victorious who pretend.
It's the changing fractions which wear and tear over time
But never wreck the whole pictures.

Secrets must be born out of privacy
And a little trust from that he alchemic
(I will grow in my knowledge of magic)
And learning to hate everyone you come into contact with
As a true legal (not legacy) reflection of whether they're honest or not.
To make the bluebells put their heads up
For the budlia to be grumpy at the sensitivity of butterflies
For the crocodile to escape fate


Amen God

Al the times I loved with a 'phew'
I suppose i was an exchange
more than me givbg something back to you

As the night shift settles
of course wer'e all
in front of the tv again
its much more freindly today
which questions what i commented on yesterday


now i 'want people to think that i am spoiled
i do at times put the work in
yet neer seem to get direct applause

not saying that's what i want though
an office job would be nice
but;;-:as I have the whole world after me
I guess it's mental hospitals for life
unless the system takes the advice i've given it
to be so much more pragmatic
then I could probably have some form of normal life

At least one on my home planet.

Deep in the health
of a trillion pounds of health
masters go looking for their wealth
Was ****** there? was JF Kennedy there?
I've seen a lot of famous people. Maybe.
I'm not sure they realise what kind of **** they're in
just by being around me.
Unless they're just making my schizophrenia worse.

arcane chummy chaotic voice
never cut short at the vowel
but where apt is there

Ideas like swans,
their stillness just
an illusion

As they paddle
beneath
the surface of the water

Just as I float by listening to this song
I based this writing on.

Yeah, I'm out here in the desert somewhere listening to dance music, it's propoganda, but is very  catchy and involves ***. What should I do C.I.A?

Oh, leave it to me, you at the top are;...- you're nonsense.

Traipsing through daisies fields
Today didn't like the look of the clouds.
They were too pastelly
Too unforgiving to the gods

Dear God, sometimes subtlety can be a problem,.because it allows for all.kinds of nooks and crannies to be exploited. But then with freedom it can just flow of your hand and on the streets you haven't got to worry about labeling yourself. Or neither something like when freedom is suddenly retracted

The brightest stars burn out
Chasing a reflection

Or maybe just one idea in their heads
Or an entire war.


Noone is held under examination
Because they get, they just get okay -
That the light's too much

Pesdophilia is a wildly, beastish, zesty if you want to call it monstrous, widely given label to anyone and everything when a child gets ***** or goes missing. Favoritism in the house becomes suspect, and according to TV programmes if they don't go missing or are 'just' *****, the child isn't listened to either. Because chances are, they already had a Freudian complex in the first place.....which can't be downplayed.
And when in violent families, childrens social workers are usually all aliens walking around pretending to be a human.
And I should add there's a lot of conspiracy theories about children going missing as they've been abducted by aliens. And then keep them confused. Poonanny God. So I don't know what the **** that starmaker book by Olaf Stapleton is about. More controversy he was trying to invoke for the future I expect. So the very real aliens, who I'm trying to fully expose, can make a certain escape. Blade of grassiness God

Pesdophilia is a wildly, beastish, zesty if you want to call it monstrous, widely given label to anyone and everything when a child gets ***** or goes missing. Favoritism in the house becomes suspect, and according to TV programmes if they don't go missing or are 'just' *****, the child isn't listened to either. Because chances are, they already had a Freudian complex in the first place.....which can't be downplayed.
And when in violent families, childrens social workers are usually all aliens walking around pretending to be a human.
And I should add there's a lot of conspiracy theories about children going missing as they've been abducted by aliens. And then keep them confused. Poonanny God. Do I don't know what the **** that book by Olaf Stapleton is about. More controversy he was trying to invoke for the future I expect. So the very real aliens, who I'm trying to fully expose, can make a certain escape.

Genius, someone once
Told me, is where
You do something
Significant
(Although I know
he meant fame worthy)
To influence our -
- out of
Balanced world of overrun
Thesis. A lateral sweepstake
Ignoramus' not getting
To the point
Of pricelessness
And all sorts of
Languages that
Come and slap each other
On the back.

There's a difference between going forwards
And unrendering something predictable
As a cause

There's no propoganda in flight for instance
But this loss can be substituted for clearance

Thoughts aren't real, except if you've believed
In them ever

And prisms just like prisons can be wary of the little things

Sauntering and not giving a **** about sublimity
Can make life shine

Poonanny humanity. Poonanny God, who I pray puts a poonanny humanity on all my prayers to him. Poonanny God. Poonanny humanity :)

the tower bells ring out
all floundering,
a tide takes all
feverishly, to the coast

and, in a manner
there should be a why
Why do people play football?
Is it because
they've cast  they've
pretended to cast their
livelihoods into the back of a net?
Why do children grow up
to ask less questions as teenagers? that, poonanny Lord
Is it an an intimate thing
that it drew attention thaaat, poonanny God
to the unweeded garden?

thaaaat, poonanny God

the apocalypse,
if noone listens then
no one will listen
now.
so lets veil ourselves
as a curb
weighed down upon
by the present
because we lifted
our heavy eyelids
and saw nothing.


except for a pretty sunset
shaking it's golden excess
into the beyond

where I stop to think
upon magic
but I don't know
if there's any evidence
for it.

Abow the common pavement
there is a still justice
which when targeted
accusations against it are dismissed

we may as well live in the sand
not as separate countries
as politics tels up about the notion
and then monsters who live in the shadows
make sure the corruption is maintained

but if we stood for each other, comunally
and all decided on what was fair law, again, comunally
not forgetting to put into disrepute all powerful, mind controlling, abusive, obsessive, can do attitude (talk about true but fake), looking like everything should look like authorities...

There once wa a season, and it was long and musty.
No rugs laid on my carpet,
I looked at the result minimalistically.

when a cats corpse dries up
and it's stiffness doesn't startles you
well taking pride in not being shocked  it would be
would be normal.

So ong as it fitted into a world that wasn't just a dream, at least the memory of the event afterwards taking place in a dream.

Because the harshness of those memories in a dream, are plainly unworkable.

All  I remember is big Emmanuel.


saying on the way to the - next -
hospital 'I know the truth'.

My ego is ragin
my parents gave me nothing to believe in
this is a season
a season for more belittling
a scene for more work fitting
an event for superstition
a season for reading
poonanny Lord God on high...

inx djun yghfor(aus)  elimile rarch tytubbul satre hevo (ean) croosh badanan vealifo coause drszi demon off. out.

manasticks, dreal, buethmlu(s), cruncks, ful belly, ecstatum, ulbama, eirich, madness, blight upon the blot, cassery cassererry?, penal system, brergog, jmaffield,  that, tied, tried, master of puppets.

Poonanny Lord.

The cratsmanship of the body
trecangles ebelie gordon(gun)
ph 10.10.8,140305-8...2014...5679857601...111
cerebling like a gatteux
with cake crumbling off the sodes
fixed to you r chest ike hard boiled agg shells
that get stuck on the egg
infilatrated I was once more, by the confucion/distinction
between God and power
and the suits thar they wear
to cover up all their other little atoms.


feasting you might call it
as the gawping , like degradation
was the sarangetti stands tall


What can I say to make my words sound more profound oh God help me with this for poo ever nanny.


the light in the dark room shone normally, not a blink from passers by, as one tends to look up at dark windows more than light ones in the evening; Then at night vice versa. I guess we all look for what we want. Whether that be in the form of justice, exercise, socializing, or even understanding.

There's no particular motive for wandering past and looking up at strangers windows. i wouldn't say it was even curiosity as it's sort of done out of habit.

I feel terribly for animals stuck in zoos. NO freedom, constant frustration. And the so called zooo staff, as psychic aliens, knowing exactly what they feel, and savouring every moment of their torture. If they're on tv you might even here them say 'sorry' but it'll be out of context, and they wont mean it.

I can hear one of my rapists voice outside my door, there's not much choice I have in my attitude towards him, because all of the human information has been drowned out of me in an alien way. hello back to you you cheating ****.

I'll have to admit at sometime
that there are celebrities in my life
although i've never felt like one
and i believe that to be factually right

If we're all connected
Why this disparity between inside
And
Inside

And to give medicine only occasionally!
If at all!
It's torture!
Help me!

Into the vortex
The past swells like a baffoon
As if we had no right anyway
To be creative with a zoom

can you not discern between a schizophrenic and reality....?

Explicit vision of fruitless gods
Started with giant amphibian frogs
Galloping steeds throughout the land
Couldn't contain the truth in their hands

And so the gods made other plans
To inhabit the nooks and crannies
Of altruism, floating through the upper
Lands
Until they could be altruistic

Poonanny gods and Godesses everywhere
Amen Lord

Ferocious faculties  enact the velocity, polarity and barometry of facts.
can't take one in
can't put one back

I'd rather carry a backpack
full of thing i'll loose
because regardless of whether I remember
them or not
i'll know that they were true.



Excrellent God!

Realizing your on your own
is like a robot taking over your
existence
It's like  a body growing inside of you
it's like hacving to listen to
music each second
of every day
it is like taking an interest in adverts
It is like wearing glassses that blackk out your vision
It is like being a gorilla in a zoo
It is ike beinga fly on it's back
it is like apathy
it is likecaring about that apathy just as much as the apathy itself
in terms of the consequences of the apathy
It is like working your way throgh danger, with complete disregard for your safety
It is like tryiing to attach yourself to your fading memories
It is like ntot knowing whether to moev on or not
It is slike feeling like the whole world doesn't care about you
It should be like silence, but it's not
It's like buying things you don't want off the internet
IT is akin to living in ignorance
It iss not knowiing whther your family are good people or not

iT is like not knowing how much people pretend to e doing a job, how much people are do a god job, and how many **** bags areinvolved in doing their job around you
It is **** not knong how far you will go.
It is like not knowing how muh control you have oveer how far
you will take things
It is like haviing the keys to the universe,
but no freedom

IIt is like feeling you've put a burden on other people just by them being around you
when you should know thats nont true,
IT's loosing your capacity to reasons
iT' results in irresponsibility
It makes you work harder
It makes you tough
Tougher than what they call drug lords and gangsters
It makes you believe in things outside yourself
IT can put yu on a new path
IT can blow out the candle of your life
IT can be scenic
IT can bea battle
IT can be accepted
IT can be something that's been  a long time coming
It can be the antithesis to debt
It can roar like a lion
It an consume you
It can make you **** yourself (literally)
It can make you want to take back everything youve ever said in your whole life
it can free you from the bbonds of regret
iT can allow you to choose your own space, career, and area

IT an take away everything
And give everything, in a different form back.

******* Lord

Boring entitlement to make art,
hijacks creativity
in a funeral car
the procession plays trumpets
a soul stirs
but it's too late

The ledge doesn't look up anymore
as viciousness of the ultra sound scan
issues detriment and dilation from a
doctors point of view

mother vicariously, implants
her
suppositions and inquisitions
but the doctor allows no
imposition

for ultra sound scans are safe right?

The next assumption
come from the fun of the media
and it's unforgiving nature
and how we challenge it
with weakness, spoilt in our bones by a mannerism here, a talk there, a joke further along the road, and a promise of safety in the form of insurance

but by the time you're insured it's too late.


Again, the safety seekers look to bring their complaint higher/
but balloons and celebratory decorations like Christmas
crowd the way


so now they know somethings going on.

Time to stand up to all authorities then.

In the name of Christ. Poonanny Christ. Poonanny Lord God.

sun to spirit
spirit to sky
needn't there even be s why
?
for i have come in peace
not cowardice
and if they do it once
they ca do it again.
the whole thing has to stop An,
or you're out of the game.

Amen Lord

naanbread Apollo. Breadsticks Aphrodite. chicken and sweetcorn souup Zeus. Chopsticks Athena. Ubereats Hernes. porridge magical  creatures.  poonanny GOD

The rainbow Mohawk, turned out to be the, latent and superciliously hefty
significant event of the century. And a rainbow can appear at any time of year. Like the autumn leaves fall upon the ground, they were found with dried up mud on them, some watching tv (they would have to be taught how to pray) and others, well they'd have to take part in finding the other human beings.

Amen rain. Amen sun. Amen rainbow chasers. Amen #the human race. Amen rainbow Mohawk. Amen Lord
**

how can we hope to become when time does not stand still?
When we are left not just out of the history books, but even the society we hate.

So many times I've slept with a man and wondered why he handed me money. I realize at this moment, although it will be viewed stereotypically; just by virtue of it being my realisation; is that those weren't nice men, pretending to care about me. The proof is all around us. they did it so they could toy with my mind, they do it to make me do explicitly ****** things in my own room in hospital, that I wouldn't usually do. And, something (I was completely oblivious to at the time, (and am still oblivious to when not doped on ritalin clozapine and diazepam), Furthermore there are those involved in order to be a stop gap for the numbering system of human beings. Because if there's no change n the circumstances of slavery - it continues out and evenly, becoming an understandable reality. Which is when - basically - business goes down for these men, and they loose interest. and I should add become more sadistic.

So how do we call them out on it - when they're the ones in charge - ? we be ourselves, degrade ourselves, love those who love you and pray earnestly every day.




Amen humanity...Amen Lord!

If we perceive nature in spirit form, we cant possibly be deluded. As long as we are in tune with our own souls. Now the aliens can make us all sit in a globe while they try and figure out how to mould themselves into our souls, but, thankfully, the soul is much more ephemeral than that. Excuse the pun.
that that that that aaaat that that tha-a=+a=at that that that that that tha-a=at that th+a+a+A=at that that =t+the-the=that that that that that that that that -gorgon. steak on whiplash cream, sudden dream, apocalyptic lipstick, dum dance chicken dinosaurs, festle in the brambles. the festivities and the baubles, seeing perspectively  a drawn on skeleton. Amen God. poonanny.

Creations of blasphemed culture
it all started with one bouncer

Take it or leave it this is my ifes knowledge

the circumstances of ultra autonomy
and zero awareness
soon turned to pure insecurity
which led to an inner vs outer struggle
before I was even 27.

The rest doesn't matter

Poonanny God

The globe, as some conspiracy theorists might call it, has been deem one of many uninhabitable by the end of, an irrelevantly timed era, through interference and separation of human values from the universe.

As someone who was once interested in politics, but is now a freelance nothing, I would state politics is a paper trail, designed to fish for historical bits of propaganda.

Not to say theyre just fantasists, they do alot of damage to the world as much as they celebrate their own theses accomplishments.

But as soon as you start talking about politics, well, you start talking about politics. And you just go round in a circle.
which is exactly the main political aim of all nations.
and so, as such, and allready noted, they iinterssperse bit of a;ready fase history amongst more believable present day made up history.

aNd then there's the typical media going on about champions, and competition and of course peer pressure too, of course we can't forget, as well as mny other poisonous veins of discussion in the context, of basically who's the blank of blank of blank in history.

aliens. aliens are history

When crowds of falsificatioiin deeming everything
fit and helathy
and seem feasible
you can probably find them
fornicating
elsewhere

why else would the discomfort occur?
I may be autistic, but i'm an extrovert

the treason goes beyond reach
like a basketful of eggs
already cracked

but intrinsically still
we know no difference between the sexually perverted
and the sexually perverted capitalist louts.

oh, so that was the meaning of that crowd

well i label it all a trick


and if they don't wanna manifest business here
on behalf of me
properly


as te hospital is a privately owned business
I'm just going to have to find a way to link all these hospitals together you see

poo flower, maybe. Amen God. Amen Horus, Amen Zeus, Amen Aphrodite, Amen Artemis, Amen Ans' opposers, Poonanny Amen God.. Poo Lord God Nanny.

Thoughts can translate into psychotic poetry
Without the right medicat ion
Which I have more than willingly been taking
But I feel psychotic again
I don't think they're giving me clozapine anymore
Because it was working
And I felt a lot less schizophrenic.

I wouldn't necessarily call it a lack of conscience, in fact, in some ways quite the opposite, but in this essay I present an interpretation of the autonomy of human beings versus structural design,

There are no hidden patterns., they're just a distraction and a reason to build on scientific discoveries. What's intrinsic in autonomy goes beyond awareness or perception and involves biological discrepancies, mainly in the stomach, so where your intuition and feelings lie.

The claimant of these conditions, or rather, person, suffering from these conditions, is under obligation that they are (what are so called client), to esure they are not murdered. Yet they can be locked up, harassed by the police and have their rights taken away. So they can have their lives taken away. As well s the previous owner(s) pressuring the victim into suicide.

Basically this is one definition of autonomy being taken away.

So where is the conscience when the person acting, relevantly, in other words unaware of the true nature of the alien world most of the time.

Well, I would argue that conscience is a part of the soul, and to reach beyond your own conscience, which you may still choose to ignore,  but even if, like most of us do, we keep ignoring it, the soul will always kick in.

and each time it does you become more resilient to the evil around you, and with some confidence, have a more powerful soul. Then if you can accept past mistakes and learn from them,
and grow a steady conscience too.

Ah, the good old days
when you'd be in hilarity at my constipation
it feels  like they're going away


              C.I.A

Oh how we chuckled and accused each other
of things


was it just a fling?

Well I don't want a one night stand either way

I'm devoted
but not to you


- my causes

so if you want to jump on board
you're still welcome

Amen Lord. Amen C.I.A. Poonanny Aphrodite.

Cossmic Jive
as Bowie put it
is a

a sasparino plug esplande
formed swannishly like a trip with
your boyfriend to the zoo

and he tries to throw you into one of the enclosures
takes an unflattering picture of you
and then descends into a false crisis
whereupon
you become a genuine problem to him


and you think how many people am I truly a problem to?

the saintly melodic air of the starlit voice
is a companion to the music but
to philosophy

a lonesome yet succulent study of imitation, of the chorus which gropes at the heartbeat and snuggles into the symbols.

Amen Lord. Poonanny.