Run to Jesus Christ of Nazareth
For He loves you

It’s not too late
For you Christians
Who live in sin
And are unrepentant

For the Christian
Who is  lukewarm
These are the end of days

Massive earthquakes
Are coming

To the east coast
And the west coast
Massive tsunamis
As well

Repent repent
Turn to Jesus Christ of Nazareth
You do not want to end up in hell

Large judgements are coming
To the ***** of Babylon
The sins of this nation
Have reached the Holy One of Israel
Jesus Christ of Nazareth

I pray that those lukewarm Christians
Will repent and seek the Lord Jesus Christ of Nazareth
When they see the judgements
Of the Lord Jesus Christ of Nazareth

The ***** of Babylon America
Will eventually be destroyed in one hour

Obama will be back as leader
Of the global government
As the antichrist
Do not take the mark of the beast
Or bow down to the image of the beast

Jesus Christ of Nazareth
Is Lord of Lords and King of Kings

The Top 1 percent
Has 80 percent of America's wealth

The bottom 80 percent
Has 7 percent
Of America's wealth

A reporter asked the man
What the secret to longevity was

He said people always ask him that
"It's not up to me," he says.

"You never know
How long you'll go"

That is what the 108 year old man said

Dogs are annoying
These dachsunds bark too much

They are sometimes fun
But mostly annoying

If I had enough money
I'd see a therapist
A therapist to be my friend

The last therapist
She left without much warning

That wasn't fair

Because of her
I learned not to be too trusting

Iron Buddha made of iron
Iron Buddha does his duty

Iron Buddha has iron will

Iron Buddha will be a lifelong teacher

I love the smell of incense
On the morning of Aug. 18, 2014

So what is this place
This place called earth
I'll work and work and work
Until my body breaks down

I'll probably always be alone
Maybe I like to be alone
Because it is all I have ever known

I am envious of beautiful women
Sometimes I wish I could have been a woman
I feel like I inhabit the wrong body at times
Oh what a joy
To experience the thrill of multiple *******
I imagine myself as a beautiful blonde
Riding my hot powerful black man

But those are just dreams
Wishful thinking
Better to accept the cold hard reality

Oh the emptiness of it all
Shunyata--Free from permanence
Neither permanent nor non-existing, and that is, ultimately, how things are

Lao Tzu says
"At the center of your being
You have the answer;
You know who you are
And you know what you want

I know who I am
I know I want to be a lifelong teacher
Beginning is so difficult
I hope I am able to start soon

Being a human being can be quite difficult

Future operations will use drone and robotic weapons whenever possible
Since human doubt in a rightful purpose in the mission
Is rapidly diminishing
The technocratic authoritarians diminish the sacred nature of life
With each New death system

It's all so terrible
The things people do to each other
Such a primitive race
Such a primitive race man is

And the young college kids are glued to their iPhones
I just wish more people had an appreciation for history
Of the human story

Buddham, saranam, gacchami
Dhammam, saranam, gachami
Sangham, saranam, gachami

I listen to these words as I write this poem

I go to the Buddha for refuge
I go to the Dhamma for refuge
I go to the Sangha for refuge

Please try to grasp the scope
Of what has gone on here on earth
We each write our own story

Please remember Colonel Glen Frazier
One day he suffered a severe cut on his hand
Which went to the bone
It was so cold and he was so emaciated
That the wound did not bleed
Some days later he was walking across the camp with his hands
In his pocket, to keep warm, and quickly found out
That this was against the rules
He was taken before a judge and sentenced to death,
But was saved by a miracle of God.

With a gun to his back and a saber to his throat,
His assassin asked Colonel Frazier if he had anything to say
Before his head was cut off

He was then given, as he recalled,
"A mouth and wisdom"
"You can **** me but not my spirit,"
He told the stunned Japanese soldier,
"And my spirit is going to lodge in your body
And haunt you for the rest of your life."

Buddham, saranam, gacchmmi
Dhammam, saranam, gacchami
Sangham, saranam, gacchami

You cannot **** my spirit
All those mean and nasty comments
He who must not be named
Has said to me
I hate you!

I do not ever want to see you again
My spirit cannot die

But the world is full of hate
And so as Colonel Frazier learned how the hate devoured him
He learned to forgive
I try so hard to forgive
But still so hard for me
Forgive but not forget!

Stone Buddha
Stone Faced Buddha
Impermanence of reality

Buddham, saranam, gacchami,
Dhammam, saranam, gacchami
Sangham, saranam, gachami

And what about the ego maniacs
The ego is a social construction

Anatman or non-self is the reality

The Upanishads sought to free individuals from ego-attachment
By pointing out that the real self
Is the Universal Self rather than the individual self,
The Buddha sought to free individuals from ego-attachment
By pointing out that there is no individual self
To which to become attached

No man is an island
There exists a certain mutual arising
Alan Watts says
We see how things kind of go together in a connected net, rather than as a Chain of billiard *****, banging each other around
The world is like a network of dew drops on a spider's web
And in each dew drop the reflection of that drop can be seen
And so we rely on each other

I live with one who does not live
Thirty years she has done nothing!
The degeneration of the American mind
Is what I have witnessed
Countless hours spent mesmerized
In front of the television

Wake Up!
A wise man would say before giving his lecture
You are all asleep and if you don't wake up
I won't give any lecture

Wake Up!
And still she sleeps
Her life away
Unable to face the challenge
How pathetic
Just to exist
And never to live
Blahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
What a waste
Do something!
Don't just sit in front of Fox news
At 4 p.m. again
And talk to the dogs

Well, I've told many a tale by now
And still hope remains
That is all I ever had really

I know something of love
But not really much from human beings
And who is this Jesus anyway?
Well I love him I guess

I hope to feel love one day
And still
The drudgery continues
Work work work
For increasingly worthless American dollars!

I hope to be able to have my own small apartment
And work myself to death
Well, at least there is the incense to enjoy
And the occasional cigar

College graduate
And another 16 months after that
And still
I am going to the market
She has collected spare change
So I can put them through the machine
For a few lousy bucks
Haha!

At least I have a good car
And a good diet
And a gym to work out in

One should be determined in this life
As I see my life unfold I come to understand
That maybe this is the most important quality

Though shall not fear
Sayeth the Lord!
Stop barking dogs

Buddham, saranam, gacchami
Dhammam, saranam, gacchami
Sangham, saranam, gacchami
(Repeat)

Thank you to those
Who have liked my poems
And follow me

If one can call this poetry
I suppose it is like a stream of consciousness
I never did realize
How much I would enjoy this

Cries some

Will I ever leave this home?
Will my dreams ever come true?
I ask that you think of me
Off in internet land

Do you know I once closed
The Captains of Crush #2 gripper
Manufactured by Ironmind
Look it up, if you would like, it is a hard gripper to close

Do you know I used to bend and break the white and green nails?
Made by Ironmind for this purpose
The metal made hot by the pressure placed upon it
I bent it back and forth until it collapsed
I had to stop because it places too much stress on the hands over time

Do you know
Once did about 150 total pullups in one day
Up and up and up

What was I trying to prove anyway
I'm not sure
Sometimes we must test ourselves

Know thyself, and your limits!
One day the hard times may come
The tough and mean times
I will not live with fear in my heart!

I deleted their phone numbers
From my phone

Won't be calling them again

They do not much care

The therapist she cared
She was fun to talk to

I have one friend now

Rely on yourself
Self-reliance

Some people just don't care
I've learned that much

I'm reaching out to you
My friends
I'm reaching out to you

My hand reaches out to wherever you are
And comes through your computer

Give it a good squeeze!

Yes, yes
We are human beings
We are fighting

I love you
My fellow poets

I spent some time
At the nature park
Was going to read
But too lazy

I stopped by
To replace my
Micro USB cable
I had misplaced

I am wearing workout shorts
I bought from Marshall's yesterday

I bought some extra socks
And underwear yesterday

I like these workout shorts

I like being alone now

I just want to go
On to my Christian chat
And read my Bible

It's fun to listen
To theological debates
In the Bible Study chat

I am a boring person
I like it that way

My therapist left me
Oh well

I just want to be alone
With my Bible

I enjoy hitting golf *****
At the driving range

America
Has a debt
It can never pay back

His SSN provided on the death certificate
Is not registered in the Social Security Death Index

The autopsy is a fake
The weight and height did not match
Neither did the tattoos

Niccolo Machiavelli
Faked his death at 25
And returned at 43
To fool his enemies

Tupac turned 43 in 2014

Well I hope he is living in peace somewhere

Please be careful
With your comments

When you comment on people's work!

Their work can be complex
And have meaning that
Only the author understands

This is a sacred place
For most all of the people
That post work here

Simply leaving a
"What's wrong with you" comment

Not the best idea

There is nothing wrong with me
I am one of the most kind and loving people

Who talks to my own gardener
And brings him fruit

There is nothing wrong with me
I am a good human being

If you meant it in a sympathetic way
I appreciate it
We all have bad days
And sometimes we write about
Negative feelings or emotions

Please be extra careful with your comments
We put everything into our writing!

Please be polite and leave an explanation
Of your critique
We must tread softly here

She is on a business trip in Vegas
But is thinking of cheating
On her fionsea

She is in the casino
On her tablet talking with me online

I play the role of a fellow woman
We both talk about how
We love athletic, powerful, and well-hung black men

She sees a hot black man playing poker

I told her to wear a top that shows off her ***** figure

Her fionsea is not with her on her trip...

She said that the powerful black man smiled at her
She is shaking I guess

This is happening live
As I type this poem

He asked her if she wanted a drink...

I hope she has an ******
And ******* time
With her powerfully built black man

It is plain to see
I'm a log

Adrift in the sea
Nowhere important to be

And it really
Does suit me

I lived on an island
Underneath the shade
Of the coconut tree

Then a storm came
And changed my reality

And so I drift here
And then I drift there

Yes I'm a drifter
Who cares?

Ayn Rand said,

"You Can Ignore Reality
But You cannot ignore the consequences
Of Ignoring reality."

The total collapse of the dollar will come.

My headphones
Are wonderful

I can tune out
The people
That live here

My headphones
Are usually on

They let people know
I don't want to talk

The people
That live here
Really have nothing
To say

That matters much to me

Thank goodness for headphones

I live in a small town outside of Tampa which used to be a small farming community, and still maintains some of it's small town charm; railroad tracks and farming fields. This being said, we live right off of the main road leading in and out of Tampa, and if we were to take a right onto said road, we would hit a SuperWalmart on the right just a couple miles up.

Around January of this year, I noticed a black military helicopter flying very low, back and forth along the above mentioned road - almost as if they were surveying it. I thought it was strange because it happened several days in a row during the work week and during the same time of day - middle of the afternoon. the flight pattern was the same each day - always on the same side of the road (the Walmart side of the road) with the helicopter making it to just about where the Walmart is before turning around and coming back toward our neighborhood to the the nearest intersection - then back to the Walmart again. This all happened a few months before JH was disclosed, so while I thought it odd, there was nothing to connect the dots to - until now.

Last week as I was driving my child to school and was shocked to see that 2 ****** recognition cameras (one pointing in each direction of traffic) had been erected at each stop light along the main road. These cameras were not there the afternoon before when I picked my child up from school. During the middle of the night, during the time span of about 12 hours, these cameras had been placed all along the main road of our small community, which also runs along a railroad track and leads right up to the Walmart.

4 days ago, there was a black helicopter hovering very low over our neighborhood with a man sitting half outside of the helicopter, his legs hanging outside the door, facing our homes and pointing what appeared to be some sort of scanning device toward the homes in our neighborhood. They were so low and so close that I could have tossed a tennis ball to them and they would have caught it. I noted that this helicopter activity also occurred during the middle of the afternoon, and on a weekday (when most folks are at work and would maybe not notice this type of activity). This continued for almost 10 minutes, rattling my windows and my nerves.

2 days ago a Sheriff's helicopter was hovering over our neighborhood, in the same area, but above the homes instead of in front of them like the helicopter from the previous 'visit'.

Now I'll share what I saw today that makes me feel we have much less time than we thought: This morning my husband and I drove to the feed store to pick up more chicken feed - which is just a few miles up the road past the Walmart I referenced earlier. As we were driving past the Walmart I saw an unmarked beige prison bus with blacked out, bar-covered windows driving up FROM BEHIND THE BACK OF THE WALMART. With all of the talk of Walmart storing up equipment for JH and the FEMA camp round-ups, I felt that his was very noteworthy. Anyone who has seen a correctional institute bus knows that correctional institutes mark their transport buses with the name of the correctional facility they belong to - this was not marked at all.

I don't think it's a coincidence that people all over the country are reporting the same combinations at the same time (military movement - helicopters and vehicles / Walmarts / train tracks / ****** recognition cameras / FEMA prison buses - some, like the one I saw behind a Walmart).

Please everyone - get ready - get right with God. Repent. Pray. Ask God to show you how to be ready and what to do when things unfold.

Your Sister in Christ

I saw a great man yesterday
He had the 82 Airborne label on his car
He walked with a limp

I wanted to shake his hand
And thank him for his service

She is an elegant young woman
And she writes beautiful haikus

This haiku she wrote
Had special meaning for me

I began to really care
For my therapist

She was so kind and caring
A wonderful woman
Humanity would be lost
Without women

Hailey wrote:

"Its so simple for
a heart to break in two, yet
laborious to heal."

I agree, it does take time.

Thank you for this
Lovely haiku Hailey

I reflected on the time
I spent with her
I am healing too

I still hope to meet
That loving female
Companion one day

I hope you have
A wonderful day Hailey

You cannot "dominate summer"
Despite what the ad says
In the fitness club

It may dominate you
Complaints of heat

They never learned that stillness overcomes heat

You cannot dominate the seasons

This is a life cycle
Repeating seasons

Summer was here long before you
And it will be here long after you are gone

You live within summer

You think you can "Dominate Summer?"

Hahaha
It simply can't be done

Oh how I enjoy the idiotic statements
I see

And there is "Peak Fitness"
Everyone hurry to reach your peak
Train Train Train

And once you have reached your peak
You must train even more
Use more force
To maintain your "peak"

The low is the root of the high
When force is used, the Tao is lost

The Tao Of Heaven
Is Work Without Effort




C

What Would Life Be
WIthout Goals?

The shirt read

Well, It would be
Life Without Goals

And that would be my life

I have principles
But not goals

Imagine that here in front of me I have a sachet of salt, a spoon and a bowl of water, I then mix the salt into the water and let it dissolve; after some time I try and remove a spoonful of water from the bowl, a spoonful of water that does not taste salty. I cannot [using the tools that he gave himself at the start]. That is the nature of Brahman, the teacher explained, existing both in and as everything.

Blah blah blah
Blah blah blah blah

Goals
Area managers
Deadlines

Blah blah blah
This is her life

Lady next to me
Blah black blabbing

Andre's team
Blah blah blah

Gabby
Has been in the role
For 6 and 7 months

Blah blah blah
Blah blah blah

Life is an automatic process
It goes on automatically
I live in a simulated world

Changing times and changing faces
Changing dates and changing places
It's all the same to me

The emptiness remains the same

There is a woman
Who I love
In an ideal world
We would be together

Alas
She married a strong powerful man
An alpha male
A Jujitsu expert
With great ****** stamina

When he thrusts into her
I moan in my bed
The pathetic cries of the cuckold
He is ******* the woman of my dreams
Filling her with his seed

Well, It is not an ideal world
Things often do not go as planned

And when I am able
To become aroused enough
I am learning to love the taste
Of my own cream

She enjoys philosophy!

She studies bio

Wants to work in neuroscience
Research and development one day

She loves hiking
And is a Christian too
Wow!

Too bad she lives in Colorado

Lol I guess I'll just keep dreaming

A highly unmotivated
Individual

I think I'll go down
To Marshall's

To buy
2 pairs of shorts

And some socks

Perhaps some boxers  
Too

Maybe then I'll go read
The Bible in the nature park

America is doomed

Surely, the memory chips in drones and robots
Are not programmed to reflect a Kantian standard for the use
Of deadly force and destructive weaponry
It is exactly because of this lack of understanding
Between right and wrong
That drones and robots are so attractive
To the enforcers of the imperial empire

One of the main political questions of the day is:

Is the government going to overwhelm the people
With its strength, size and intrusiveness?

Meet my parrot Polly

"Polly want a *******"

Polly responds,

"Polly wants a *******"

"Crunch, Crunch"

Listen to Polly

Munch on those crunchy crackers

I think I will have a ******* too

Polly and I send our love to you

"Have a Nice Day"

Is just a general expression
For having a day

What do you get when you put
Thirty years of "nice days" together?

You get a "nice life"
A life without
Challenges

An unfulfilling life

Deep within
The mathematical equations
Of super symmetry

Block Linear
Self Dual Error
Correcting Code

Was found

This type of code
Monitors code
And measures it
Against what is
Already known

Self-adjusting
As required

In order to accurately
Transmit

And receive
The correct information

Perhaps earth
Is a computer
Programmed reality

After all

Hehe

Your consciousness
Creates your reality

Strings of bits
Of Ones and Zeroes

Welcome to
Matrix Earth

"This is the construct.
It's our loading program."

"Right now, we're inside
A computer program?"

"Is it really so hard to believe?"

"This isn't real."

"What is real?"

"How do you define real?"

"If you're talking about what
You can feel
What you can smell
And taste and see
Then real is simply
Electrical signals
Interpreted by your brain."

xsdsds

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

A friend of mine
Used to say,
"No money, no honey"

He was a wise
Middle aged Armenian man
A mechanic and delivery
Guy too

Oh the things he would do
God Bless you
My friend

He had a good way
About him

One thing I've learned
In California

If you don't have
Money

Women won't want
To date you usually

It doesn't matter
If I am a loving guy

And that I love poetry
And hiking, golf,
History and philosophy

I don't have the money
To try to meet anyone

Oh well
I don't expect to
Ever find a decent job

I hope the women here
Have enjoyed my poetry

And I secretly dream that
Maybe one of them
Has secretly developed
A crush on me

Lol I am such a dork!
But that's okay

Even lonely people
Like me can dream
At least

I hope to meet
A female friend

My therapist
She was so pretty

She's married now
I'm happy for her
And her child is due
In August

Shame though
Dumb too
To have a child
In the end of days
For America

No future in this country
For anyone
I don't know why
Anyone would be
Dumb enough to have
A child these days

Any ladies
Who would like
To come

To come with me
To Yosemite?

I live in California
And maybe you are on
The west coast too?

Just imagine
The fun hiking we can do

I'm not joking
It could be fun

I'm staying at Camp Curry
The tent is built for two

Two single beds

One for me and one for you

But if we share with each other
And grow to care for
Each other even more

Who knows what life
Will have in store

Maybe holding each other
In just that one bed

Leaving bags on
The other bed
Instead

"It feels like heaven"
To hold you I said

On the fifth tee
A raven spotted me

He walked right up
Near my ball
He was arrogantly
Standing tall

I tried to shoo him away
I had golf to play

And on the 7th hole
He was there again
To pester me
Much to my chagrin

Jesus is Lord
I pronounced to him

And with that proclamation
I poured that four foot put
Right in

A foul and hateful bird
Of ancient lore

Was this the bird
That Poe found rapping,
Rapping at his chamber door?

And on the eighth tee
There he was 20 yards
Up ahead
I could see

Perched upon a branch
Perhaps spying on me?

And near the clubhouse
As I rounded the bend
There he sat
Staring into the distance again

And everything will just
Keep on continuing as
It always has

Here in America
I'm told that on the news

We are a financially stable
And powerful nation

No harm can come
To our completely exposed power grid
Some say

Or to our economy

Politicians are promising
On the television
To make America
Great again
And on and on

Meanwhile we are
18 trillion in debt

I went to college
I have a credential too

And I'm still broke

Many people are

And our nation is broke

The Pathfinders
Were highly skilled in  land navigation
And map signals

They marked the right drop zones
With beacons and electronic signals

Three major drop zones

Planes hit by anti-aircraft fire

Some paratroopers hit the water and drowned in the river
The ones that landed had to make their way to the railroad

Thank you for your courage

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

A lonely man
Sits in his chair

Hugging his pillow
Feels good

It's just a pillow
I know

But I'll pretend it
Is a loving person

A loving man or woman
It feels good to hug someone

Even if that "someone"
Is a pillow

I know it's a bit sad
But it is the reality

They are not "aliens"
They are the Nephilim

Interdimensional creatures
The fallen ones

The mark of the beast
Will contain Nephilim DNA

Most people of the world
Have no understanding
Regarding spiritual matters

The worldwide disinformation program
Nears its completion

Don't open up your homes
To the Nephilim
They will claim to be the saviors of mankind
They are filthy liars
And they will burn in the lake of fire
With their father, satan

Jesus of Nazareth Is Lord

I chipped golf *****
Onto the putting green

In a hidden Canyon
Bright Cloud
An hour or so before sunset

The cloud drifts through the sky
Emanating light
Radiating sunlight
Dazzling light

I am overwhelmed by nature's beauty
I observe the Tao
I take part in the changing
The final hour of daylight

Sun cloud
Floating through the air

Sunset
In the distance
Pink Cloud
Barely light outside

Now it's dark
Bright moon
Full moon
Clear moon

I really saw
I watched
As I listened to Epictetus

Great and mysterious is this planet

Blah Blah Blah

Everyone wants to be great
Great at this
And great at that

What a bunch of
Mind control garbage

I just want to be average
At everything

Lol
Some quote
"Greatness Comes At A Price"

Yes
The price
Is exhaustion
From forcing

Above his bed
He had finally made it
To the NBA

There's no more
levels after that he says

Wrong!
There's always
More levels

And levels upon
Levels

First make it
To the NBA

Then you have to be
The best player

Score the most points
Get the most rebounds

Who cares??

Athletes are athletes

They get paid a bunch
Of money
For playing a game

And at my gym
It says on the wall
"Conquer your goals"

Goals are attained
Not conquered

It's a natural process
Life
A cyclical cycle

I'm just content
To wander around
Reading

No goals or career
Eating Cheerios at 12 p.m.

Lol who cares

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.

On my hike
I enjoy saying a friendly hello
To all hikers

It is wonderful when they
Warmly say hello to me

I cannot understand those who walk by
And don't even say hello

Well, still I love them

Iran will strike
A United States ship will be brought down

Israel will strike Iranian forces in Syria
Damascus will be a ruinous heap
Just as Isaiah 17:1 says

Poor clueless people
America will never be great again

Economic collapse is on the horizon
Internal strife and jihadists will cause chaos
The trigger event is not far away

Donald will dance for the 8th king of Babylon
Donald will dance for the antichrist Obama
Donald will dance for his Jesuit masters

Trump will divide Israel
The Lord God Almighty will divide America

Russia and China prepare for war
The servant of the Lord told Dumitru Dudman
"America is a modern day ***** and Gomorrah."

The Lord will strike the nations
For his judgements are righteous and true

I enjoyed a small bowl of cream of wheat
Made with whole milk

Would you care for some as well?
Let's eat our cream of wheat
And enjoy the rain together

Gone Gone Gone
Into The Great Beyond

I inhabit a different realm now

I went to chip golf *****
At my usual place

I chipped for a bit
Then drove over to a beautiful park nearby

I sat beneath the trees
A long dirt path behind me

Completely alone
A beautiful afternoon

As I walked down the hill
And saw a lizard doing pushups

It scurried behind a tree

As I found another spot in the grass
Underneath the shade of a tree

I read a chapter
From Bertrand Russel's
The Practice and Theory of Bolshevism
Entitled, Why Russian Communism Has Failed

It appeared as though the black mother and child
That I saw earlier had left

The familiar voices of children playing
On The playground to my right
Could be heard in the distance

American families
Enjoying their American dream

Far to my left a couple enjoys the afternoon
Lying together in the grass

I look above as the birds descend
Across the park
They ride the wind

Simply extending their wings
And gliding across the park
They land on a tree opposite of me

And there was the ice cream truck
Circling its way
Around the park

With the familiar tunes
Of childhood days gone by

Then I came home
She is still announcing
What food is in the fridge

"I can see"
I muttered

Doing everything I could
Not to scream in her face
She just repeats that over and over

And then I went to the nature park
I took pictures of the birds
A video of a lone rabbit too

These animals just do what they do

A woman asked me what was the easiest trail
As I took a picture of the cross
On the monastery gate
I told her the way

I waited until she returned
To see if she would tell me
If she enjoyed the hike

She walked by
Ah well

I no longer seek a companion
I am alone
Forever alone

Oh look
This is the classic
American Scene
A summer American Dream

This is an expensive neighborhood
Don't you know
And fancy cars line the street
In front of the large home in Sierra Madre

Everyone is chatting
This is Tao
I walk by

I wonder if they even realize
That our country hangs in the balance
That our very way of life
May soon end

Oh, they are content
Just to carry on as always
Most people are

Our country has been ruined
Ruined!

A debt we cannot pay

A Chinese, Russian, and U.N. takeover
Likely on its way

Weaponized weather, A grid attack,
Most definitely a total economic collapse

But these Americans just want to enjoy
Their barbecue
As they often do

And on my walk home
Four steps
Thud
Followed by four steps
Thud

And after I go to the gym
I will return
And they will hear the thud
Yes they will hear
As they try to sleep in their beds

Thud

Get ready, Get Ready
Your American dreams will
Soon have gone away

Foot shortages and economic collapse
On its way
U.N. vehicles are here to stay

My therapist told me that
"God never gives us more than we can handle"

She being thirty-six
Accomplished and having had every
Opportunity to succeed in life

Her last words
She uttered a "Take Care"

You know when she told me she was leaving
I cried a bit and composed myself

She said, "I know its a lot to process"
It would have been respectful to be silent
And not say anything
And in that moment
I learned more about her
She did not honor what was sacred

How could she have said that?
Meeting with her was important to me
Quiet, please!
Your words are unnecessary

I didn't say anything to her about that
And that's fine
I had hoped for something higher
A companionship

Blah
To her I was just another client
Another paycheck

I don't trust her
She left me and her other clients

She never said the savior's name
She never said Jesus' name
Just her "higher power"

She told me to email her
If I get a job

I will not ever contact you again

Why are people having kids?
Why the **** are they?
So they can grow up in a FEMA CAMP!

Terrible times are coming for her and for me

That expression
"God never gives us more than we can handle"
Who says that?

Tell that to those who have starved to death
To the German men who spend over a decade
In Russian labor camps

Americans will have a lot to handle soon
And your money
Won't save you

Neither will your **** looks
Or your car

I'll survive
That's all I know how to do

Is to survive
And to keep feeling emptiness
And that ******* therapist
Who left

It was enjoyable
To meet with her
It was consistent

She did not give me much notice

I am pure
I do not engage in ****** *******
Married couples they disgust me
Slamming their privates into each other
Lusting after each other

I do not want to shake another's hand anymore

I do not know
Where that filthy hand has been

******* therapists
I'll never see one again

Remember---They don't really care about you!
Remember!!!

They are there for the money only
And they will sit and lie
Right to your face

Remember to care for yourself
In this world
Trust in Jesus and yourself

On my hike
I greet others with a friendly hello

Perhaps one day
I will meet another friend

I have three I trust now

Until then I will walk the streets alone

The therapist
She left, she left
And she did not give much of a care

Bah
It wasn't her fault
I just shouldn't have allowed myself
To care about our meeting

Now I don't care
I don't work
I don't do anything

Except read
And walk
And listen to podcasts

Gone Gone Gone
Gone Into the Great Beyond

Thud
Can you hear me?

Form is emptiness
Emptiness is form

I'm supposed
To take life seriously

To make commitments
And plans

To think about the future
And set goals
And on on and on

And care about money

And I think it is just
A bunch of *******

I liked that documentary
About the guys
Who went to ride
Their unicycles
In Bhutan

They rode down
The stone stairs
Of mountain trails

They met with the woman
Before they journeyed
High into the mountains
Of Eastern Bhutan

She told them of the Yeti
And that they would feel
His presence there

She said it would be best
If they did not see him

But they might encounter him
Because the Yeti
Had never seen
A unicycle before

I think it would be fun
If they taught the Yeti
How to ride the unicycle
Just as they were
Teaching the local villagers

Fight and scrape
For ever miserable
Devalued dollar

That is the globalists plan for me

You know they are having a family dinner
I left because I'm not a success I guess
I don't have a good job

I don't feel welcome there I guess
So now I'm at the Starbucks