So Ladies
Could a woman
Ever be

Interested in me?

I love history
And philosophy

And enjoy a bit
Of stand up comedy

About 12 to 15 miles
A week I do run

To keep my bottom in shape

For my future mistress
So she can spank it
Just for fun

Lol

It's Friday night
On Hello Poetry

Nowhere I would rather be

Women don't pay attention to me
But that's okay

I had a good
Carrot and golden raisin salad
Anyway  

Lol

Why do they repeat
The same things
Over and over

It's really obnoxious
Ever thing they do
They repeat

I have a bit of an
Akward shoulder

And it is a bit
Of a shame

But I cannot change this

So I walk around
A bit lame

And women ignore me
And I've learned
Not to really care

Sometimes human life
Seems alot to bare

No matter how much money
Or how popular you are
No one goes through this life
Without getting some scars

I read read a poem
On here
About people on little boats

Steering their
Canoes
On the lake of life

With their little candles
They had not lost hope

And so the globalists
Continue with their plans

And some of their 10 goals
Seem okay

And if these ******* get their way
They'll have a massive population reduction
I hope I never see the day

And it seems
It won't be long before

Our normal American life
Completely fades away

And so I steer my little boat
Do not rely on the strength
Of your own self

In Him I put my hope

Loving this movie!

Hahah

On YouTube

What a life
Lol

gym
eat sleep
golf

repeat
repeat
repeat

haha

really great

It's like a computer

LEAVE ME ALONE

LEAVE ME ALONE

I spent so much time alone

I don't care

I just like to walk around streets

Don't care
If I don't have
Any money

I am tired
Of waiting

Angry and tired

We are waiting on you Lord
The saints will only wait so long
The destruction
The devistation

Let it be terrible, O Lord

The blood of the innocent
Cries out from the ground

Destroy America
By fire
And by water

Great and terrible
Destruction

Destroy this
Wicked government

We are tired
Of Waiting!

I am part
Of the environment

At the gym
I become part
Of what the people
Are doing

In my room,
I exist
As part of the environment

On the suburban streets
I am a part
Of what occurs
On the street

And I'm always alone

I hoped to be a teacher
But it doesn't seem
Like I will

I used to enjoy talking
To the therapist

Now I go to a chatroom
To hear human voices there

Isolated and poor
Without a role
In society
A 21st century American

Stillness and tranquility
Set things in order

In the universe

There is no greater sin than desire

Without going outside
You may know the whole world

The farther you go
The less you know

Less and less is done
Until non action is achieved

The world is ruled by
Letting things take their course

The sage has no mind of his own
He is aware of the needs of others

I am good to people who are good
I am also good to people who are not good

The sage is shy and humble
To the world he seems confusing

He behaves like a little child

Wandering Wandering Wandering

No jobs
Forever stuck
In this home

I'm tired
Of this

There is a contest
In the afterlife

Where the world's greatest
Layabout is crowned

Who laid about the most
Who didn't make a sound?

There was the Buddha
Under the Boddhi tree

Who had stated
Ceasing desires
Was a way to end
All human misery

And who can forget
Lao Tzu?

Wise words he had
For me and you

"Through selfless action
The sage attains fulfillment
More words count less
He is detached
Yet, At one with all"

Look at Lao Tzu
Standing there
Underneath

A Chinese Elm tree

But I don't understand
The nature of the contest
At first didn't make sense to me

In our society
They tell us
To "Be all we can be"

A Layabout is not something
We should be
It's just not healthy

But then I consider it again

You can "layabout"
No matter what you do

Even if a man
Wants to argue with you
Screaming and his face
Turning red
It seems as though he wants you dead

You must remember the eternal calm
A mountain stream
Running over my palm

Water nourishes all things
And does not strive

Just like the bees
That pollinate the flowers
And return to the hive

The World's "Greatest"
Layabout?

Hard to say
It remains a mystery
To this day

The day the banks shut down
Banksters are big clowns

Everyone wants their money
The banks have none to give

It is highly likely
It may happen
In the time period
In which I live

Why should I care
About money

I am content
Living in this suburban home

I tried to get a decent job

Besides this bed is comfortable
I may not have money
But I've succeeded in other ways

I am kind and caring
And I told the guy in his eighties
That walks on my street
It was good to see him

I'm not sure if he heard me today

On his daily walk on my street
America
Is on the decline
No one
Has much of a future here

I wonder when the collapse will come?
Perhaps in a few months

A year or two
Who knows

The FED may keep
Printing and printing

But the market will correct itself

And it's great to lie on this bed
Why work for a dollar
That is so devalued

I say hello
To all the poets
Out there in internet land

Thank you for your writing
I enjoy it so much

I wave "Hi"
From my bed

Clean sheets and
A clean comforter today

Hooray

My turkey sausage
Stuffed with a kraft single

My strawberries
Grape tomatoes
And plum

My peanut butter *******
My bite of cottage cheese
My handful of carrots

My golden raisins

Wonderfully delicious

I will lie in my bed
As my foot digests

"Life, don't talk to me about life"

Says Marvin
The talking, walking
Robot

Oh poor Marvin

You only live once
Try to make the best of it

And you said the most
Stimulating conversation
You had was with a toaster
I believe it was, lol

I would like to meet
And greet you
And welcome you to
This home

You can hold the dachshunds
And we can watch
Hitchhiker's Guide
To The Galaxy

Your role made the whole series
In my opinion

Thank you Marvin
I am one who often feels
Like you

I observe and I see
Time and time again
And I am often alone like you

But it's good to know you
And enjoy the day
With you

I'll take you to the park
And we can watch the birds

We can even have them make you
A girlfriend robot as well
If you would like

Marvin
My friend today
And always

My clean sheets
That were washed today
Are pleasing to me

One day perhaps
I will have a woman to hug

In my clean sheets

You wonder
How many hours
He spends
In front of that t.v

Probably about 20 to 25 hours
A week

And the guy just doesn't get it
That America is doomed

He is a baby boomer
And his mind is controlled
By the tube

The incense stick it burns
Burns so bright
Burns in the night

A beautiful orange glow
And the smoke comes
Toward me

It's a beautiful scene you know
And the grey ash droops
Slightly more and more

Like a semi-hard *****
Of ****** mythical folklore

I have a thousand eyes
And I walk around on streets
Looking, Looking

I live inside a computer
Eat, workout, and eat again

****** desires come and go
I keep my pledge of chastity

And on the suburban streets I wander
What is this place called earth

What a strange place

To see and see
And see again

I took my light

So I could walk
On my incredibly long walk

On and on and on
If I told you
In your lifetime
You would see
America's end

Would you believe me?

I return to the suburban streets
Forever the wanderer

On and on and on and on
A pointless game
Or some sad song

This guy I know
Sits in an office chair
Each day

A slave to the banks
Is all he is anyway

And this guy doesn't know
That his money will soon be
Totally worthless one day

My vision Of earth

There is peace
Since birth

And all the way
Across the lifespan

To live in harmony
Is my sacred plan

No more corrupt rulers
Or governments

No more wasting space
Small homes and small lawns

And even in poorer nations
People would have enough to eat

No more reason for wars

But, human nature will stay the same
This human race is to blame

The day the sh
Hits the fan

If I have to retreat
To the mountains

That's my plan

I have some water, clothing,
And some stored food

I see men with weapons
Ordering people around
And being rude

I guess what I saw
Is Marshall Law

But I won't be
Going anywhere
That they say

Those stupid pri*
Don't know
I always have life my way

Welcome to your local Walmart
Now used as a holding center
For American citizens

Brother Steve,
I just recently have received some very important intel regarding the
Wal-Mart in Midland,Texas. I have a friend who has just moved her family
up here from Texas to Hayden, Idaho where I reside because of Jade Helm15.
A couple of days ago she informed me of a phone call she received from a
friend of her's who just got a painting job at the Wal-Mart in Midland,
Texas. She informed me that her friend when talking to her was in a state
of shock and almost disbelief as to what he saw inside of the building. He
was told to do a paint job for the inside perimeter of the building but
upon entering the building what he saw next put him in a state of shock. He
said that once he entered the building he saw what looked like a lot of
"Jail Cells." And upon seeing that he made a comment to the personnel
their who where instructing him on his job. He told them that it looks
like a bunch of jail cells here. Are they turning this into a "Prison?"
He also explained to my friend that once he made those comments that his
job was short lived because he lost it. Because as they put it to him "They
do not want anyone working here who makes those kinds of false accusation'
so they asked him to leave. I know this info is hard for some to believe
but the source who told me this is very reliable and trustworthy and their
would be nothing for her to gain by telling me this.

For those who have ahard time digested this better take heed to this intel and realize time isgetting short and we all need to prepare not just materialistic butspiritually is the most important. The Lord is our strength and he is a shield and help.

Keep praying and believing!
God Bless You Brother Steve and all you do!

10 cats having a ball
Having a ball
With a ball of ice

Isn't it adorable
And isn't it nice?

Licking it
They say yummm

They like cold water
In their kitty tums

They are kitties
Playing with an ice ball!

About 7:30 p.m.

These are like slides
Picture frames in my mind

In the morning
Sitting in the car

The birds fly
From tree to tree

Stay with the ancient Tao

Watchful, like men crossing a winter stream
Alert, like men aware of danger
Courteous, like visiting guests
Yielding, like ice about to melt
Simple, like uncarved blocks of wood

Oh men of Tao
The ancient way is not lost
It is not lost

My visit to Jurassic Park
What a shock

And my how those fences spark

And be careful
Of those prehistoric sharks

If you go wading in the sea
Don't expect to live past 3

And raptors roam
Across the forest floor

I wonder what else the park
Has in store?

Brachiosaurus eating leafs
From a tree

What a beautiful creature
It seems to be!

But stay away
From those long legs

They can stomp you into
The ground
Like little pegs

Well I enjoyed my trip
To Jurassic Park

I did not dare go out
In the dark

I stayed in
The park's Atomic shelter

Better than running around
That park helter-skelter

Better safe than sorry I always say
I left that park
And lived to see another day

I'm just writing poems
And that's cool

On a hot day
I saw a dog drool

And so I offered him
A water dish

But he seemed more attracted
To the coy pond
That was filled with fish

And so he did lap
Water from the pond

I laid with him
Under the shade
Of A Chinese tree

Just look
Look at me and the doggy

But there is one more you see
There is me, plus my stuffed doggy

That means a total of three
A real dog, a stuffed dog and me

And look
I also am sipping green tea

Who cares
About money
Anymore

So I have some bills to pay
Who cares

I have been on interviews anyway
They didn't hire me
On those days

So who cares!
No money yesterday
Or today

And I feel fine
I can say

My Kenmore fan
Has Three Settings
Don't You Know

And on this desk
It does blow

Three settings of air
In my face

I stick out my tongue
To enjoy the taste

I let her relax and watch t.v

On the floor is a fine place to be

She put her feet on my back

As you can see

When she is happy and relaxed

It means so very much to me

I have learned that life

Is about her needs

My mistress likes to relax and read

While I scrub and clean the tile floors

Yes I love to do

My assigned chores

My fantasy girlfriend
Reminds me I am
The weaker ***

And I guess its true
I could never do the things
She can do

She has a great body
And deals with clients all week

I stay at home cleaning
I am shy and meek

I clean her heels
And polish them well

Yes I have a story to tell

About how wonderful
All women are

Always show proper love
And respect toward women
And in this life you will go far

Adasdasdas

The month of April
Or of May

It's just another month
In this computer program

Just another day

I'll hit ***** on the golf course
Yes I like to be alone

Some people have a bunch of money

But they will die just the same
They can't take money with them
In life this stupid game

And most people
Struggle to have enough food
Which is a shame

And maybe I don't want
To be a part
Or a player in this game

So I hit ***** on the golf course
Because I like to be alone

Why did my good friend
Not call me back

I guess he doesn't care
I guess I don't care either
And won't bother him anymore

Living on planet earth
Where everything is a chore

Dragging around this body
From here to there

I enjoy fishing on lakes
Without a care

I remember when I caught
A small mouth bass

I ate it and it tasted yum
A yummy little bass
As it digested in my tum

And this rock ball it spins
Around the sun

And you can't really ever
Have a gf

When you are dull and not that fun
And I just want to be a ******
Forever alone

And I do like writing
Writing these poems

As I sit in my suburban home

Life is some type of saga

Or some type of dream
And yes I do *******
In front of the computer

And no it's not a big deal
I'm just writing about my life
And what is real

And everyone is my neighborhood
Has a fancy car
And loves their self
And maybe most
Are just concerned with wealth

Life is so easy
When you have a paycheck

Maybe I'm not concerned with money
Anymore

I'll just go sit on park lawns
And be a total bore

Sometimes it seems
As though life is just a chore

And people never stop
Making fun of Jesus
Yes it happens everyday

But this is nothing new
Christians have always been
Persecuted in some way

And our government created ISIS
And Iraq is out of control

They over took
The Shiite minority
And our running wild

And here in America
There is no future for the child

Darpa creating more
Killer robots
In the name of
Technological progress

But I don't think it's okay
I think their technology
Will be used in the wrong way

And a big drought
In California
Makes me want to shout

Turn that hose all the way off
Don't let the water drip out

The month of April
Or of May

It's just another month
In this computer program

Just another day

I'll hit ***** on the golf course
Yes I like to be alone

Some people have a bunch of money

But they will die just the same
They can't take money with them
In life this stupid game

And most people
Struggle to have enough food
Which is a shame

And maybe I don't want
To be a part
Or a player in this game

So I hit ***** on the golf course
Because I like to be alone

Why did my good friend
Not call me back

I guess he doesn't care
I guess I don't care either
And won't bother him anymore

Living on planet earth
Where everything is a chore

Dragging around this body
From here to there

I enjoy fishing on lakes
Without a care

I remember when I caught
A small mouth bass

I ate it and it tasted yum
A yummy little bass
As it digested in my tum

And this rock ball it spins
Around the sun

And you can't really ever
Have a gf

When you are dull and not that fun
And I just want to be a ******
Forever alone

And I do like writing
Writing these poems

As I sit in my suburban home

Life is some type of saga

Or some type of dream
And yes I do *******
In front of the computer

And no it's not a big deal
I'm just writing about my life
And what is real

And everyone is my neighborhood
Has a fancy car
And loves their self
And maybe most
Are just concerned with wealth

Life is so easy
When you have a paycheck

Maybe I'm not concerned with money
Anymore

I'll just go sit on park lawns
And be a total bore

Sometimes it seems
As though life is just a chore

And people never stop
Making fun of Jesus
Yes it happens everyday

But this is nothing new
Christians have always been
Persecuted in some way

And our government created ISIS
And Iraq is out of control

They over took
The Shiite minority
And our running wild

And here in America
There is no future for the child

Darpa creating more
Killer robots
In the name of
Technological progress

But I don't think it's okay
I think their technology
Will be used in the wrong way

And a big drought
In California
Makes me want to shout

I know some of my poetry
Can be slightly different at times

But it is in good fun
And in good spirit

To anyone that is offended
By something that I wrote

Please let me know
I understand

Just please don't talk
About that person
Behind their back
That's not good

Just message me
And I'll be happy to
Edit the poem
Or make it private

Roofus *****
Is the best

With the slingshot

Shootin' quarters
Out of the air
Without a care

He says,
"See that Japanese beetle
Sittin' on the leaf?"

He shot it right off the top
Good grief!

What is his his secret?
Well practice makes perfect

And he never did
Own a t.v.

R.I.P. Rufus
(1919-1994)

I think there was a time
In this country

Where young people (20-30)

Could go out
And socialize
And could afford it I think

Where they had decent jobs

When they didn't have
So much student debt

But now we just live in
The suburban homes
Of our parents

Economically grounded

Unable to afford going out
And instead talking on chat rooms

.

In a deflationary period, prices will drop, corporate profits will dry up, wages will shrink, and all of this will reinforce the conditions of recessions. This happens for two reasons.

The first is that deflation keeps money on the sidelines as consumers wait for prices to fall further. This causes demand to shrink.

Deflation also adds to the real value of debt. This makes consumers and businesses less likely to take out loans and make big purchases to grow the U.S.'s consumption-driven economy.

And deflation runs counter to the goals of most of the world's central banks. Most notably, the U.S. Federal Reserve.

"Central bankers want inflation so they can pay back inflated debt in cheaper dollars," said Money Morning Capital Wave Strategist Shah Gilani.

But as we start 2015, deflation has arrived. Just check out these four deflation indicator

1. Falling crude oil prices
2. Falling commodity prices

     Heating oil futures are down 47%.
     Natural gas futures are down 36%.
     Copper futures are down 24%.
    Unleaded gas is down 23%.
    Soybean oil is down 15%.
    Wheat futures are down 11%.
    Corn futures are down 8%.

     The other two I read somewhere but they were cut off in this article.                              I will have to look.

You know the middle class
Here in America

Is being destroyed

And other nations
Won't want to trade

As much with us
With our devalued currency

And the price of food
Has been slowly but surely
On the rise

And what happens
When America
Can't just print more dollars?

Big corporations
Like Staples
And Albertsons

Are closing more stores
We are losing more jobs

Be careful what you put online today
The NSA keeps track of everything
They say

Prism program
Tapping into user data

I guess I should just enjoy the internet
While it is still free

One day I bet it will be down
Totally in this country for good
Or controlled more and more

I know some people grow tired
Of hearing about Jesus

And people want to live their own way

I won't sit here and tell you
That the only way to God the Father
Is through the Son

(Even though the Bible says this)

I'm not a theologian

Blessed is he, who has not yet seen
But still believes

And to anyone, Christian or not
I pat you on your back

If you show love
To your fellow human being
If you are considerate
And care for others

If you love your neighbor as yourself
If you forgive others

We all have our own beliefs
But I think all of humanity
Christians, buddhists, etc

Can agree that we should
Love one another

All this military technology
Kind of scary for you and me

The future is with these
Military robots
Apparently

Running 30 miles an hour
And equipped with guns
Having one come after you

Would be no fun


Many analysts feel that the greatest threat to, not only Americans, but humanity as a whole, is tied to the development of  artificial intelligence in the name of Robot soldiers. These “robot soldiers are capable of autonomous decision making in terms of carrying out their mission. They come equipped with ****** recognition software and when the subjugation and subsequent roundups of American citizens begin in earnest, these “soldiers” will be the main enforcement agents.

I have lived in this area for the better part of my 66 years on this earth. Most years we have a garden. This year is no exception. Strange weather has taken it's toll on the plant life. I have never seen such a sorry growing season as this one. Squash and cucumber plants have all died!! Tomato plants are spindly, and most tomatoes rot before they can be harvested. We have to pick them green and let them ripen on the windowsill. The same for the pepper plants. Normally, at this time we have an abundance, and are able to share with neighbors. Not this year! The other day we went to a local Amish farm stand that we frequent. Their stand should be brimming full of produce. They had maybe 25% of normal. It was sobering, to say the least! They had no squash, as theirs also died. They didn't have much of anything. Their fields look as bad as our garden! The only crop that seems unaffected is the (most likely GMO) corn - which is doing great!

Flowers are faring no better. In years past there has been an abundance of butterflies, as we plant flowers that attract them. So far we have only seen one or two butterflies!!! The flowers that attract them are a sorry looking lot. We have an almond tree, which the local squirrel's enjoy in the fall. We noticed a frantic squirrel the other day, devouring the not yet ripe almonds. The way the plants are looking, this area will be blessed to have any vegetables or flowers left in August. No way will any make it until fall!

We have also noticed a return of buzzards. At our local park they are now everywhere again. They are not afraid of people or other animals. They will let a human get as close to three feet from them before they move away. So arrogant! They seem to know that they are soon to partake of a feast, as "where the carcass is, the vultures gather". So says Jesus. Walking our five dogs past them was rather creepy.

The local health department says bird flu is heading to this area by September. The Delmarva peninsula is home to many, many poultry farms - including Perdue, and supplies much of the mid- Atlantic and beyond, with poultry and eggs. It looks like we are heading into a fall/winter of shortages. I hope everyone has heeded the watchman's warnings - as if not - time is just about up!

I pray that each of the Lord's people will be able to endure to the end. May Lord Jesus bless all who are his!

Shalom, Dolores

I hope to meet a hiking goddess

Maybe when I go to Yosemite

In my dreams

She has similar interests as I do

She enjoys history and philosophy

She is fit

And has a powerful

And athletic body

She can even squat more than me

In my fantasy

And with those powerful legs

Can easily pin me down


We hike the trails together

And at night

I give her oral pleasure

For hours on end


What a way to spend

A few days at Yosemite


I told her about my pledge

Of chastity

And it is so hard for me
(literally, lol)


She came equipped with many toys

And so I put on
My chastity belt
Just as she requested

She is staying in another tent
I take a peak
And see a taller
More powerful man

Caressing her with his hands!

I cry a bit inside my tent

She told me she was a ****** too
And I won't let that man
Take her virginity away

No, not ever
Not on this day

I steal her away
From that man

Virgins we will both remain
I tell her
He will just leave you
*** is a dangerous game

And so better companions
We came to be

Me providing oral pleasure
And both of us

Committed to
Our pledge of chas-ti-ty

I'm Worried About America

It's a great place
Everything is so convenient

And we are used to a certain way
Of Life

And people need to understand
Our economy is in big trouble
Big, big trouble

Please be aware

Creamy dreamy
Coach's Oats

I can eat them at home
In a car
Or on a boat

Good for the heart
With soluble fiber
A good way
To start each day

Make sure to eat some
And you will be
More than okay

This poem was written by the heart, and for the heart. If you stay in touch with your heart, then hope persists. If you lose touch with your heart, although it might still beat, you're far from being alive! Deep down within, lie the answers to all things. Deep within resides the medicine that mankind will forever be in need. It is the saving grace for humanity on planet earth. Collectively, mankind's only "backup" for nobility to ultimately save the Day--When that Day needs saving!

She is my friend
Yes I'd like to hold her closely

I massage her back tenderly
In the most respectful
And loving way

She is a poetry goddess

In an ideal world

I would like to dedicate myself
To her happiness

This would mean making her
Fruit smoothies everyday

And letting her know
Everything will be okay

Care for a Kraft single?  

And then we can mingle

Perhaps we will no longer

Be single

After we enjoy or Kraft singles

Look Look

Dem's military choppers ma

Looks like America is over pa

In this scenario

Our economy has collapsed

I'm not worried

In mother nature

I will hide and take a nap

Things were not

What they seemed to be

No one wanted to listen to me

I write this poem
To all human beings
Who are like me

Wherever on this earth
You may be

Maybe you don't believe
In God
Or maybe you do

But you are good like me
And just try to make it through

You smile sometimes
And show love
To your fellow man

Upon the rock
Of ages I do stand

Talk of transhumanism
Posthumanism too

I'm so simple
I just live by
Do unto others
As you would have
Them do unto you

Holy Holy Holy
Is the Lord God Almighty
Heaven and earth
Are full of his glory

I'm writing
With my life
I'm writing a story

I just think maybe one day
I will have a female companion
To love
But if not that's okay

I have a friend
I met on here

And I send my love freely
To her on this day

And I'm not afraid
To say
Elsa I care about you, mmkay?

Hip hip hooray

And to the rest of the poets here
I care about you too

Just look...
At All the beautiful writing

We do!