A ***** Parade

Penises large
Penises small

Penises short
And tall

These penises
Go marching
Every fall

People wear them on hats

Some are quite fat

They swing them around

I'm at the pen** parade
Not available
To take your call

The ***** has
Been adored

Since
Before man's fall

A long thick co**
Big heavy *****
The wonder of *****
The thrill of it all

Let us praise the *****

A bunch of times
A bunch of places
Different names
Different faces

I learned it
Is mostly
Meaningless

I masturbated
To a gorgeous brunette
She sent her pics to me

Such strong powerful legs!
Made my soldier so hard
A 215 pound squat she has
That's more than I do, hehe

A volcanic eruption
The joys of self pleasure

I told her I was a woman
And she said she would
Finger my ****, heh

Once sexually satisfied
The urge to eat came

At the gym
I see the same
Asian man
Sitting underneath
The tree
During his break

I will see him again there
And I will *******
While talking to women
On the web
Again as well

A bunch of times
A bunch of places
Different names
Different faces

Life is just
A bunch of things
That happen to me

I want to buy a *******
That will vibrate
In me :)

It turns out
That yesterday
Was the same
As today

And it's mostly
All the same

And everything
Is A-okay

And I'll be sitting
In this same place
Next Year
In the month of May

On and on
It comes and goes

All I can say
Is this place
***** and Blows

:). slurp slurp. Hehe

It ***** a big one
Yes it does

And i like writing
About *******
Just because...

What a great concept God!
Put us in bodies
We don't get to choose

Make us suffer
For decades and decades

On this miserable
******* up planet

Oh how glorious it is
And how I glorify you

Through my own
Constant struggles!

I'm so grateful for the endless
Misery of existence

Well, hey
It can always get worse
Right?

Haha

My ugly
Weak body
Is pushed to the ground

The powerful
Strong male
Shoves his big c*
In my mouth

I am learning
Learning to pleasure
My master....

On this earth
It is the rule of the stronger

I thank him
After he spurts
A large load
Into my mouth...

I was taken
To a room
With paintings
Large and small

Of beautiful
Women and men
***** and Feminine
Or strong and tall

A beautiful woman laughed
And said,
"You're neither,
Now, I'm going to have a ball"

Please Maddeline
Be a dear
And Get on your knees
By that wall

A strong Arab stud
Came marching in
And he said
"Open your mouth"

And with a grin
He slid his large
Thick *****
Right in

Not much confidence
Perhaps none at all
The woman
Laughed at my fall

I ******, I blew
She has a ball

And his thick c**?
She made me swallow it all...

Thank you
Oh Thank you

For my
HUMILIATION!

Blah

Why Do
We need a Day
To recognize Father's
Or Mothers?

Chr
Aren't Birthdays enough?

It's a stupid holiday
And no
I don't recognize it

F Father's Day

Dad, you're a decent guy

But **** Father's Day

You're the one
Who helped teach me
Not to expression emotion

So *******
On this day

Don't pat me on the shoulder

I'm 31 years old
I don't wish to be patted
On the shoulder

Do it again
And I'll punch you

And run your body over
With the car

Go to hell Dan

On the internet
I can dream

That things
Are not this way

That I will spend
My life
Alone another day

I hope to talk
To a beautiful woman
A "woman of my dreams"

But she is more
Interested in
The Jamaican Davaugn

Women like her
Love strong and powerful
Black men
It seems

I've seen it
Time and time again

And I shouldn't
Even try
To be so manly
Like him

Big and strong
Well-hung too
He's a powerful
Force in the bedroom

She let me watch
What he could do

And As I sat
On the edge of
The bed and
Began to cry

I could only
Help to ask
"Why"

I've worked out
And tried to be
A man

I'm doing the best
The very best
I can

My muscles aren't
Big enough
And my pen**
Is too small too

I'm Maddeline
And I'm a woman
Through and through

I want you
To point and laugh
At me

To laugh as I cry
To make fun
Of my meaningless
Suffering

Until the day I die

I don't like
This body

That much
You can probably tell

But "that's life"
Or "that's how it goes"

Oh well

And as I eat
And **** in
Each painful breath

I read about
How Fukishima radiation
WIll continue to damage
Our health

The healthy and happy
Prosper
And their contententment
Continues on

As I am left
To sing
A miserable
Sad song

Hours in chat rooms
And what the
"F* for?

Just so women
Can mock me
And I can be
Their *****

I'm a sad pathetic guy
And it's plain to see

That there therapist
Could do nothing
To prepare me
For this misery

And I know about hope
And all of that too

Struggle through another day
Is all I can do

And I see women so happy
And so satisfied
When well-hung men
Bury themselves deep
Inside....

And I told this woman
About how Matt
Is not my real name

How when she calls
Me "Maddeline"
It takes away some pain

Do I even exist?
Am I even really here?

Without much human contact
Not much to fear

Three different chat rooms
And I move
From one to one...

And as I furiously *******
I have so much fun!

This is my life
And there is no one
Else here except me

At 12, at 2, at 4
It's the same misery

And the awkwardness of
The left shoulder
Still continues on

And in this game
Of life
I'm just a pawn

And I want to pleasure
Real men

Want to pleasure them
So bad

And I need a woman
To remind me
Of the gay feelings
I have had

And it's all so ******
And so much fun

And it helps me
Release
My healthy load
Of c

Hello...
I'm Matt
31 Cali bicurious

Reaching out
To people
On chat sites

Because I don't have
Many friends

I'm kind
Loving
And a good person

I also find this existence
Quite lonely

Care to chat?

The ***** trade flourishes
The Taliban does too

Obama leaves
A few thousand
Forces there

Still there is
Nothing he can do

And a 54 year old grandmother
Defends her village well
With any luck
A bullet from her gun
Will send the Taliban to hell

A tremendous waste of money

Electric plants
That are too expensive
For the Afghans to run

Not enough Pilots
Means

700 million dollars
Of helicopters and planes
Rotting In the sun

I've just got
To make more money
Just got to work
40 to 50
Hours a week

Just got to

I don't know why
No one can tell me why

That's just how
This earth system operates

I've just got to
Love full time work

And the American Dream
And blah blah blah blah

I've looked for work
I can't find any

There are thousands of other
People like me
With a college degree
And a teaching credential

They don't
Pay us
Hardly anything

I don't make enough
For my own apartment

I don't make enough
But I've just got to
Got to keep on trying

To find full time employment

Blah blah blah blah blah blah
Blah blah blah blah blah blah

The ego is an illusion
The Taoist is understood

Here in America

Loud sounds, shouting
Flashing lights,
Going here going there
Busy bodies

I'm just here to do
The minimum

I don't care
If I'm hated
By everyone

Who cares

I'm tired
And I'm lonely

And I don't have
Any female friends

Blah blah blah blah
Blah blah blah

I sit in front of my Ipad
Watching documentaries
There are no people here

And no
It's not
A "nice day"

No matter how much
She says that

It's not nice at all

Just another day
Alone in America

I dream of traveling
To northern Syria or Iraq

To join the YPG
Or Peshmerga

Peshmerga means
"Ones who confronts death"

To fight bravely
Alongside them
Knowing each day
Could be my last

Although it has been
Many years
Since I have fired
A weapon

(It was in an indoor range
With A Springfield M1903)

I just need some practice

I dream
Of fighting
With the YPG
In their just cause

Their way of life
Being threatened

The U.S. Government
Does not condone
Volunteers
From our military forces
Going to help the Kurds

That's fine
I just have my limited
ROTC training

I could train there

I'm fit
And I'm able bodied

And there I will finally
Be part of a community

The YPJ
Strike fear
Into the hearts
Of Daesh fighters

They fear they will
Go to hell
If they are killed
By the YPJ in battle

The YPG and YPG forces
Are courageous and strong
They fight a war against evil
All year long

You defend your homelands
Kurds of the YPG and YPJ

You did not choose war
It was forced upon you

Long live the YPG and YPJ forces

I pray you will one day live
In peace and security

And although
Many will
Not understand

If I die
At least I die
Fighting with
People I love

For their right
To live peacefully

Can you hear
The Ululation

Do you listen
To the YPJ's cry?

Long live the Kurds
Daesh fighters must die

I had a female friend once
And she left

Why?

She was my therapist

I need a woman

A woman to comfort
And to care

There are no female friends
Anymore

And I'm tired

Of another day alone

There is a place
A place in my mind

Where I am with
The good people

From all times

Where Chinese
Peasants walk

Where Kurdish
Women talk

And we watch
The different birds
Gather in big flocks

There is no clock here

No where to go
Nothing to "be"

Just relax
And enjoy
The magical mystery

And here
Here I felt joy

It's not like earth
Oh boy!

The love we share
Is beyond compare

The people
Are real

And how does it feel?
To finally have friends
In heaven

Large breasted women
To comfort and care

Do you see me
******* the
Italian woman's breast
Over there?

This is divine
And look at the pears

They are so ripe here
Please join me my dear

There will be no more tears
In heaven

A long thick co**
And heavy *****

Slides in deep

Oh the thrill
Of it all

When she experienced
Her first time

Hehe

You have to do
What you have to do
To pay the bills

Blah Blah Blah

Any work
Is good work
No matter

How meaningless
Degrading
Pointless

Even if it's $2.13 an hour
Plus tips
Working at a bar

Like in the documentary
I'm watching

Well
I can tell you

There are no
Part time summer jobs
Here in California

They will not pay
For the credit card

Or for the student loan

Okay?

And I should care why?

I do the minimum
I substitute teach

I'm poor

Systems of Control
Keeping the man
A slave
To the system
Until he grows old

Not fully conforming
To this system
Means you
Must be bold

The world hated Jesus
And hates me too

I do the minimum
That's just what I do

One day
I hope to travel
To Kathmandu

Are you misunderstood?
Ignored?

Not liked
By your own family?

Are you poor?

If you care,
This is just to say
I can relate

I am told
I have to choose
A "career"

In a dying economy

And I laugh
I laugh

Does he not know
There is only poverty

For people my age

Does he not know
The middle class
Has been decimated
In this country?

I will not work my forty
Hour work week

I do not buy into
A dying system

I have not had anything to eat
Since this afternoon

Do you know
What it's like
To be very hungry?

I don't
But I think
One day I will

I dream of another place

I dream that my wife
Is a Kurdish woman

That I fight alongside
The YPG against ISIS

I have a community
I am not isolated

Like in America

I'm so tired
Of this loneliness
And no one
Seems to care

I'm just that guy
On his Ipad

Sitting over there

Months pass by
Then years
Decades too

Life is painful
I'll be happy
When I've
Made it through

And I dream of
Kurdish women

Their loving voices
Their depth of soul

And I love these women

Please Lord
Let their be
Kurdish women

In heaven to comfort me
Upon those fields of gold

She talks to the dogs
All day

She makes a comment
About the weather

I mention
I am going to work
A minimum amount

And she mentions something
About finding more work

She must have
A room temperature IQ

What an incredibly
Stupid person

It's 4:00
Just turn on the news

Haha
Like you always do

Behold
The great do nothing is here

He's here to do nothing
During all times
Of year

When the world ends
I will not shed a tear

The world will end
It's nothing to fear

Thank you YouTube

Because of your website
I have learned about life

In many different countries

I have traveled the world

From Tibet, Nepal
Pakistan, India,

To Afshanistan, Syria,
Saudi Arabia, and Yemen

To Israel, Palestine,
Jordan, and Egypt

I have learned so much
About humanity

About conflicts
And struggles

I can tell you
Love is the greatest

I dream of being part
Of a community
Of being loved

But we are so isolated
Here in America

Thank you YouTube
I continue to travel the world
Because of your site

Alone Alone Alone
Everyone wants
To be left alone

To type
And to play games
On their phone

Do I even exist at all?
Or am I just
A pair of eyes in the wall?

Who am I
And what is this place
Called earth?

Beautiful women ignore me
For what it's worth

They could be sitting
Right next to me

Don't ask why
Just let it be

I'm just a brain
After all

One day
The earth
Will implode
Into a fiery ball

I have to work
A certain amount
To pay the bills
I am told

Why?
Why?

The response
"Because you have to pay them"

Isn't good enough

I won't conform
To any system

I'll work when I want
And as much as I want

Because I don't care

It's a joint account
You know

You're responsible
For the negative balance too

Close the account
That's fine

I'll just spend
My whole life
Just walking down
And working out
At the gym

These people
Are so repetitive

Money, money, money
All of human existence
On earth
Revolves around money

What a stupid system

And I don't care
At all

I'm poor

Selfish people
Despite all I have done
Cleaning this home every week

They can't spare
A few hundred dollars
Over the summer

To help me pay the bills

They will find
The house will be
Quite ***** now

Unswept
Unkempt
It will be
*****
During the week

A negative balance
Soon to come

For my bank account
And my car insurance
And health insurance
Lost too

They belong to
A country club
But can't spare
A few hundred dollars
Each month

These people ****

Would someone tell me
What the actual point
Of life is?

How can I focus
On one thing?

Too many beautiful
Things to see

I have no sense of time

I happened to be there
At this time

And at that time
I was there

And blah blah blah
I've heard a lot of blabbing

Nuclear plants
In different nations
All a danger
To the populations

Out of control spending
Reckless lending

All human activity
Must be geared
Toward
"Earning dollars"

Preparing to work
Going to work
"Working"

These
Are the requirements
Of the simulation

Choose to design
Your own life program
WIth its own parameters

And that will annoy
Some people

So what
If I don't
Want to work
Five days a week

It's hard to work
More than one
Or two days a week

I'm trying to keep track
Of the world

And I'm a good guy

But here in America
That's not good enough

No
I don't have the money
And I think it's quite funny

When I'm trying to keep track of the world

Don't Start
A conflict with me
I don't think
They understand

Young
Poor Americans
Like me

If you won't pay
My car insurance
I'll lose that

If I can't drive
I'll walk
To the gym

If I can't pay for
My gym membership
With my debit card

I'll pay with my credit card
When that is maxed out

I'll still be at home
Living with you

But I won't be able
To substitute teach

I'll be unable to drive

And I'll still
Be at home

Please
Don't start
A conflict with me

I won't change

I seem to be disliked now
Even by my own family

It is their love of money
That I dislike

Their love of a  corrupt
Unsustainable economic system

I pray for judgement
Judgement on America

This economic system
Is corrupt

I pray for the ultimate
Destruction of this
Corrupt system

I refuse to work
Part time

Somewhere
As a cashier
Or something

Over the summer

Not like I could
Find anything anyhow

I'll lose my car insurance
If I can't make my car payment
It's an automatic withdrawal

Then what will I do
How will I substitute teach

I won't be able to drive

Then they will get their wish

I'll be stuck here.

If you're not
Making money

Than well you're not
Being productive

I am going to read
And read

And watch documentaries

And I can't pay my bills
I'm a substitute teacher

And they barely
Pay us anything
At all

Who cares

I'm smart
I'm lonely
And I'm strong

Why can't I just
Go along with the system?

Why can't I just "be happy"

Why am I so poor?

Why do I insist on working
A 20 hour work week at most

Why am I lazy?

Why do I drive around just
To people watch?

Why do I ******* in my room?

Why is life
A lonely
And miserable affair?

Why did my therapist
Who I enjoyed talking to
Leave me?

Why do I look the way I do?

Why have I listened to thousands
And thousands of hours
Of documentaries
And podcasts?

Why does America
Keep ******* things up
Across the globe?

America didn't do
Anything When Sadaam
Was using it's chemical weapons
Against our enemy Iran
In the Iran-Iraq war

And I'm always
Out of position

The librarian puts
The books
On the shelves
And answers the phone

I sit here and type
And make nothing

And why have I chosen
The life I lead?

I just have
I just have!

And I want to hug someone
To love someone

But no one
No one is there

And everyone is on
Their phone
And nobody cares

And this country
Is hated by millions
Across the globe

And I wanted to travel
So many places

To Kashmir
To see beautiful faces

Where a war is fought over land

I used to use my left
Now I use my right hand

To correct the slight body
Imbalance you see

Self pleasure is not
Good for me

North Korea
Prepares it's nukes

What are they for?
To destroy our nation
And settle the score

And the world is not stable
And I am not able

Not able to make
One female friend

And I told the therapist
This is what I wanted
Again, and again

But it's a world
That doesn't care

No constellation prize
No "there there"

Just desperate
Hungry glares

And my family
Is not at all prepared

To face what may come
I'm afraid it may not
Be much fun

I love you ladies
Wherever you are
Whether near or far

Heavenly ladies
Provide caring hugs
All I would like
Is just to feel loved

By another human being

Caring women
In my eternal dreams

It's happening
Between Israel and Palestine

Between India and Pakistan

What's the deal man?
In this war over land

Put the weapons down
Throw them away

Will nations ever be at peace?
(That'll be the day).

There's turmoil
There's turmoil
All across the earth

And it's been that way
Since my birth

And I am not
Exempt from it here
In this country I hold dear

There are riots in the street
Not much good food to eat
And one day the chaos
Will be here

In this country I hold dear
Here in America

The bills are due today
Will she put the money in?

If she doesn't

I really don't care

I asked you kindly
To put the money in

I was once told
That I had
To work a
40 hour work week

I laugh at that idea

I am here
To do
The absolute minimum

Because I can
And I will

The end.

I'm Matt
And I do as I please

Thousands and thousands
Of hours

Human condition
Downloaded

20th century history
Downloaded

I'll tell you
What "I do"

I read books
And take notes
And learn about history
And other societies

I'll tell you
What you do

You watch the television
And water the lawn

That's what you do

I've had enough
No one tells me
To do anything

I have images

Of Mujahideen warriors
Driving out the Russians
To defend
Their way of life

And while others fight
To defend their way of life
I will fight to defend my way
Of living

It will be a war with words
I am a man of Tao

You do not tell me
To do anything

Whoever "you" are

You have a lot of nerve
Suggesting that I get
A part time job
On the weekends
To pay my bills

I'm a substitute teacher
That means working
Two days a week

I have no intention
No intention
No intention

Of ever teaching full time
Of ever teaching full time
Full time teachers don't make much
Anyhow

And they dedicate 50 hours a week
To what they do

I have too many interests
I like to read
And hike

There are too many
Beautiful things to see
Mother

As I drive
Drive around

Get away from the TV

This nation is in trouble

I will not work part time
Over the summer

You will pay my bills

If you want a war
Bring it on!

You can't picture a time
When our society has collapsed
When we are eating canned goods

When the shipments sent
To the markets are infrequent

I can, I know
I know
That our country is in
Some trouble

And no
I won't work
Part time
For a minimum wage

Because
I do As I Please

If that makes me selfish
So be it

Two dollars
And fifty-eight cents
In my account

Not sure about
This life
Or what
It's supposed
To be about

People are going here
Going there
Running some race

I don't really care

Walked around in some gardens
And wasn't it fun
To see all these forms
Underneath a Spring sun

Asian babies
Russian ladies
Indian families too

An American Indian
With a shirt of blue

I like it there
And so will you

$2.58 in my account
What's it all about?

Drifting from here
To there

Oh?
This is the end
Of the world?

Well,
It was enjoyable
While it lasted

Who cares

Thank you
Dr. Heimlich

For your
Life saving maneuver

It has saved many lives

And you used it
To save an 87 year old woman
From choking
On a hamburger

At the senior center dining room

He was interviewed and said
This was the first time
Using the maneuver

Although in a 2003
Interview with BBC online
He said he used the maneuver
One previous time
Three years earlier

So that is one confirmed
Successful application
Of the Heimlich maneuver

And possibly two
Successful applications
By Dr. Heimlich

This is a heartfelt thanks
To you Dr. Heimlich
To a technique
That has undoubtedly saved
Thousands of lives

What
A
Primitive
Life form

You Really Are

You human beings

You will destroy each other
And your planet's resources

The alien said to me

Everyone was
So happy
And secure

Here in America

And in a heartbeat
My how things have changed

Suburban households
Are on food rations

Shipments
To markets
Are infrequent

Hyper-Inflation

On top of that
The power grid
Keeps failing

After the EMP attack
They get it going
For a while
And then it fails

It was only a matter
Of time

And I knew it would happen

And we weren't prepared

Sure we had a few months
Of food prepared

But that was all

We should have had years ready

Like an old man
I move slow and steady

Never know
When my next meal will be
In America
The land of misery

And the drones keep
A constant eye out
To make sure

You stay at home

If you're out
Past 11

A UN ******
May put a bullet
In your dome

No longer
A citizen
With your rights

And with their
High tech gear
The military forces
Own the night

Life is fleeting
And it seems to me

That there may be a disaster coming
That will bring great misery

And everything
Is always so **-hum
My family sits arounds
And twiddles their thumbs

Don't have
All the necessary
Emergency gear

A troubling time
May be quite near...

I'm learning
What a terrible thing
Life is

How lonely
And pointless
It all seems

Another day
Alone at the library

I read about the past
And about past lives
Of others

I guess
I'm not attractive
Or rich enough

To have female friends

I'm quite sure
Our economy
Will collapse In the next 5 years

The fitness club promises
To help you
On your journey

Toward
Your "best self"

I've learned
Not to be too trusting

I shouldn't love
People too much either
Because they all leave
And die eventually

And so I remind myself
That they could die any day

Just to remind myself
Not to invest emotionally in them

Starbucks insists
On playing their
Garbage pop music
In the morning

No hugs
From any loving
Female friend

I think I am
More of a deist now

Tired of unanswered prayers
Of lonely months
And years

God helps those
Who help themselves
Blah Blah Blah

I don't have any money
To go out
And meet women
Or however that works

My body imbalance came from
Pleasuring myself
With my left hand

So now I have been doing
the same motion
With my right
To restore the balance

But I have made an effort
To stop pleasuring myself

I was meant to be a ******
Haha I think for life

****** chats
******
Chaturbate cams
All fun I guess

Just wanted a female friend

Oh well
SHouldn't expect much

Everyone is out
For their own selves

Miserable ****** world
Beautiful terrible
Empty world
I love nature

I have to listen to people
Say, "How are you"
A million times a day

Can't people think
Of an original response
They just repeat the same answer

My therapist
Who I enjoyed talking to
Left

Oh well

Did I get some soup?
Why should you care?

Would I like a carrot?
(No, I don't want a carrot, If I wanted one
I would get one myself)

Why do you ask that?
Why should you care?

I'll eat when I please
Go where I please

Did you ever just want
To punch someone
Really hard in the face?

Shut Up
And let me get my dinner

He sat in some office
And made money
And it is the money

That gives him a
Sense of self-importance

I dislike the guy
I really do

I don't buy into
The American system

It's a joke
Why work 50 hours a week
And barely make anything

Teachers barely make anything


Turn on the t.v.
And watch the game
And do everything
The same
Over and over

Or drop dead tomorrow

Either way
I could care less

You are a bother
And a bore

And I dislike you

As a Christian
I'm not suppose to keep
Hate in my heart

But I can honestly say
You are a terribly obnoxious
Human being

These are the things
That make a "great guy"

According to the resident taxpayer
He is usually rich
Is a professional athlete
Has a hot wife

And does charity work

All these things make him "great"

I think that's kind of stupid

I think some guy in Malaysia
Who works the land for
His family
Is greater

What did a professional athlete
Ever do
Except get payed
A ton of money

For playing a game?

And so what
He gave to a charity

He should if he is a
Multi-millionaire

All this talk about greatness

He's no greater

Than the Muslim woman
Who faces discrimination
And raises her family

No greater

A stupid American

While others
Must work hard

She drives around
In her luxury car

Sure
I'm lazy too

But at least I work some

And at least
I'm not stupid

She keeps saying
"Have a nice day"

Have a good day
What is a nice day?
A day is not nice or mean

It can be good or bad

****
Stupid American

Just *******
And no I won't go
To the market

Do it yourself

This book costs money
I bought it
Some $45

And when I run out
Of money

I will simply say
"Please put the money
Into my account"

I come from a privileged
Middle class family

I'm a Protestant
Who doesn't believe
In hard work

I believe in reading, relaxing
And doing
What I want to do

Every minute
Of every single day

So Put the Money In
To my account