It won't be long now
America will be attacked
Nuked by Russian subs

New York City
Miami
San Francisco
Los Angeles & San Diego
Will burn in one hour

Russian, Chinese, and North Korean troops
Will conquer and divide America

The antichrist will cause the nations
To make peace
This charasmatic leader

Then will come the chip
A requirement for all people
Those who refuse to take it
Will be taken to FEMA camps
And beheaded

Repent from the place
From which you have fallen
And enter into a relationship with Jeshua

There is only one truth
Only Jesus can save you!

The pope already goes on and says
Those that have not accepted Jesus as savior
Can enter into heaven
He is a filthy liar

Jeshua of Nazareth laughs in heaven
At he plans of the antichrist
And satan
It was satan's pride
That caused him to be thrown down

Do not let your own pride
Be the cause of your damnation

Atheists, buddhists, all quite sure
Of their own way
Have had near death experiences
And been shown the pit

No one who practices homosexuality
Will enter into heaven either
It is an abomination in the eyes of Lord Jeshua

Do you have any idea how many times
You sin each day?

Simply repent unto Jeshua,
And turn from your ways

Soon the world will he connected
This AI system will have access to those
Who take the mark on their forehead
Or on their hand

Take heart, for Jeshua is Lord!
Repent unto Him
For every knee will bow
To Jeshua of Nazareth

He is Lord of Lords
And King of Kings

Striving toward this
And igniting your workout
And reaching the next level
And aiming for the stars

And on and on and on....

It's the same matrix program
The same dull earth

The same emptiness of existence

To the woman I have not met yet
I love you
Let's cuddle tonight

You will find me to be the most loving
And caring man you have ever met

We can spend time together
Hug and be intimate
My pleasure is not that important to me

I want to use my tongue
To help make you ***
Again and again and again

Because I love you...

I'll go to the gym
Then come home

In the morning
I think I'll pack a lunch

And I think
I'll spend
A day at the park

You know
I just don't care
If I'm always poor

This country is doomed
Anyhow

I am a loving person
And It's not that fair
That I spend so much
Time alone

But life is never fair

I spent alot of hours
At the gym
Never got a great body

I'm content
To be misunderstood
Ignored by the world

Looking at attractive women
As I walk around the park

Yes, this is earth
This is life on earth

Mum asked me
If "I had a nice day"

What is a nice day?
I dislike the word "nice"
It is a meaningless adjective

Sounds like something
A mind control subject
Would say

I just say it was fine

And I don't even care
If they threaten to kick me
Out of here

I'll keep the key
To the house

I'm going to live in
The park

I joked with my therapist
About that you know

About living in a park

She used to say
My poems were beautiful

She left me
And her other clients

I enjoyed seeing her
It was enjoyable
She left me

I think
She left me
And I'm leaving society

Forgot a job
And money
I do not care

I am content
To wander here and there

Time alone is for me
I expect no sympathy

I guess
I'll go reading
Tomorrow in the park

I may sit there
Until it's dark

Liz my therapist she
Went Away

Now nature is my friend
I like trees, okay?

It all just blends in
Into one meaningless
Endless blob

32 years old
Watching a live gaming stream

Hours in a chat room
Alone, Alone

Off to the old property
To have a smoothie
And nap

I drive around in my car
Searching for tight female bottoms

I needn't drive far
I tried using my IPad, but
It was not meant to be

Far too big, and clumsy

So with my iPhone
I tried my luck

I missed one opportunity
The other phot was blurry
Shucks

Well, I approach
From the back

And with one small tap

An image of a toned ****
On my screen

So strange and sad
This is part
Of my American Dream

When you are poor
Life can be dull
A bit of a bore

Always alone
No loving embrace
From a woman

And no place
That feels like home

7 o'clock is the walking hour
My therapist spoke
Of her higher power

But she cared most
For money

Better not to speak of her
Let things be

Toned tight butts
In suburban neighborhoods
I will try my luck

Where have you gone wonder woman?
You were so kind and loving

You listened to me

You told me that one day
I could meet a female friend

That was year and a half ago

Oh well
Life is lonely

If the world ended tomorrow
I would just say who really cares

I'd just be sitting under a tree

Laughing at all the people
Running here and there

I guess this is the end
I'd say
Oh no

Looks like
I never found
A female friend

And the therapist
Left me

Earth really blows

So if Russia drops a nuke
Or China deploys an EMP

I'll just be the guy
With the akward shoulder

Eating dried apricots
In some random tree

My plain earth body
My dull face

Sometimes I like to think
Of my life
As one long
Boring movie

Just a bunch of scenes

But In this movie
I wasn't acting

I was just the cameraman
The guy filming the scenes

Any my brain
Can be compared
To the video camera

Here's a shot of me eating
Now filming exercise
Then at work
Then hitting golf *****

I imagine some people
Looking of the footage
Of my life that I took

They see me chipping golf *****
WIth that akward shoulder

I am not going to any office
I won't be spending the day at any job site

The old family property
Will be rented out soon
Maybe in a few years

Maybe one day
The apartment
Will be built for me

I say goodbye
To family
They mostly annoyed me

Except for my sister

It's not good to love people
Too much

People get sick
Things happen
They pass on

Life does not make sense
At all
It is not reasonable
Or rational

A woman that I like
Will not go on a date
With me
I will never know her

Maybe in the past
That would have made me
Somewhat sad
Not really anymore

This is 9:35 at Starbucks
September 2017
It looks like 9:35 in 2013

Everything is repeating
In a big cycle

There go the UPS trucks again
What will the next war be about

I am not part of any programs

I have spent nights in my car

I know a guy who has spent
His life as a slave
In an office

In an effort to gain more
Material goods

Once they start
They don't stop
Work that is

Not that there is anything
Wrong with work

Doing things that contribute
To the well-being of others, etc.

I decided that my work
Was not worth it
Because I was paid so little

Well the professional athletes
Are paid millions
To dribble the ball around...

America America Americea
Isn't it a great place?

All these flags
All the time
On cars
On houses

America the beautiful
America that can do no wrong
America the powerful
America that will never fail

Large empires
In the past have decayed
So will America

I don't really think much
Of this country

UWould have preferred to have been born
In some European country

That way I could have traveled in Europe
The Middle East, and Asia

But I was born here
And you can't change where you were born

You can't change
Who your parents were
You can't change the past

I like to be alone
I enjoy nature
And being alone in nature

There is a white kitty
Across the street

Last night I gave
A homeless man
Some food to eat

I am thankful to have
Shoes on my feet

And I don't want to get married
Just like to eat frozen berries

And I am almost out
So put some more money
In my account

So I can just do what I do

Drank a chocolate milk
Almond breeze
Peace be with you

Credit Card maxed out
I cancelled online subscriptions

Dang, I can't even afford gas
At least I live in a nice home in America

Debt ridden America
There is no future for this country

Ah well
In the event of some big catastrophe
I'll either be in the mountains
Or on a golf course

I bought the electrolyte powder yesterday
And added it to my emergency bag

No future for America

Food Prices On The Rise
Value of the dollar declines
Inflation

People have a problem paying for their cars
The same thing with real estate

Different programs
Continually pump up the bubble

Equity firms are lending to landlords
More and more people brought into the market

These securitized investments will be worth absolutely nothing
These speculators will lose everything
When the market collapses

Push the loans out there
Pump up the real estate market
This is what these equity firms are doing

Don't worry
The central bakers protected themselves
They have the FDIC covering, the derivatives market

When the system collapses
They can take the money from the banks
To cover their losses
They will give you worthless paper back

Obama is letting in illegals
100,000 illegals legalized before the injunction

Many of them got their work permit
After the injunction
Breaking Texas state law

The lender of last resort--The Federal Reserve
The spender of last resort--The Govermnet

The dollar will completely collapse
It is only a matter of time

She said it again
"Have a nice day"
I despise that saying

You might as well have said,
"Have a day"

Oh well
It's her own fault
She wasted her entire life
Doing nothing
Sitting in front of the television

The unexamined life is not worth living

Love

Inner calm
Loving compassion
Kind-heartedness
Ceasing and extinction of desires
Neither rising or falling

Benevolence toward all beings
Unconditional love
Patience and understanding

The Tao is like water
It nourishes all beings
Like water it is good
It nourishes all
Like water it sinks to the low place
Not claiming credit
Water flows downhill
Non striving

Humility, forgiveness
Peace be with you

Love
Love for all people
In all times and places

Loving nature
Go with nature

In giving we receive

Love

Some type of organic matrix
And who really cares
Look at that guy with
The ugly akward shoulder
Standing over there

Jesus didn't fix his shoulder
Despite the prayers

Life is kind of lame
And stupid
So there

An emptiness
A void
That's what life is

I told the therapist
This is how I felt

And she said
Well, you shouldn't feel that way

Turns out she was wrong
She's just a liar anyway

Never trust anyone
Who likes Disneyland
What a ******* up place

Life is meant for suffering
Everyone gets a taste

Different times
And different places
Different names
And different faces

First I went to the market
Then to work
Then to the gym

I ate I slept
Then repeated the same
******* thing
Over and over again

And I prefer to be a substitute
I'm kind of a lazy guy

Looking at the trees and sky
I don't bother asking why

It would have been nice
To be symmetrical

But God doesn't care
He's just a clockmaker
Sets the world running
And says, "So there"

And miracles are only for
People that lived in Jesus's time

I had to complain
And I know I shouldn't whine

We go through all these things
And we say these prayers
Then Jesus doesn't work
His healing magic
Seems he doesn't care

It's just a small burden
One that I can bare

I imagine myself
Looking at myself
"Hey, that's me"

Hitting ***** on the range

I made a hologram of myself
To talk to aliens on other planets
And we both agreed human life
Is quite strange

My hologram tells the alien
All the feelings I have

The alien would listen
And comfort me too

And he was there to give me a hug

We talked about Jesus
And I told him I really got tired
Of waiting for you

I'm writing this poem to Jesus as well
Asked him for forgiveness
So I won't go to hell

I'm just the every man
And I have a story to tell

Walking akwardly up the mountain
I am going to live with buddhist monks
By banging sticks against bells

And then I'll go on a great journey
With these men

I'll travel the Great Wall
I watched each step carefully
So I didn't fall

I hope to meet women on
This trip
Or someone who actually cares

The society it isolates us
It leaves us all alone

Where have all the people gone Jesus?

So I sit alone
And write these poems

I'll walk and meditate in a park
There is only the present after all

Look there is a group of young adults
About my age
Having fun throwing a ball

But I'm so akward
They didn't ask me to play

When you feel akward
In your own body
You will live and die this way!

The woman is not coming
Or no one who ever cares

It's just a repeat of preschool
And I want everyone to stay away
And I don't need anyone but myself, okay?

Now terrorists are coming
And our country has announced a war

It's a volunteer army
And I'm going to settle the score
Not afraid to die

Because I never knew how to live
People asking me why I seem
So far away and distant
They want to know what gives

I'm in the army now
With food and water
That is all I need
Every **** Jihadi
Better take heed

I do my duty
Until the job is done
Every Taliban member
Is total complete ****


A somewhat tortured individual
And no one really cares
Sitting typing on the computer

And as I drive my car
I see the birds flying there

This time
To next time
That's all this life is

Standing on the side yard
I had to take a wizz

We are born to suffer
And born to die

I do enjoy
A sweet cherry pie

Pushing my shoulder into the ground
I have to fix it
God ******!

There is quiet in my room
You won't hear a sound

Everyday
The taxi driver
Must drive the
Most dangerous

Highway in Afghanistan
The Taliban attacks
American convoys
Civilians are often
Killed in the crossfire

His family calls
Worrying when he
Does not make it
Home on time

One time he had
No other choice
But to drive straight
Through the fire

Of course this is the
Only work he can do

The small Hindu family
Cannot educate their children
The women cannot walk
Outside without a man
Accompanying them
They are too poor
They have no future
In Afghanistan

A war torn nation
Life is difficult
For Afghanistan

Life is going to get
Much more difficult
For Americans now

Every day
Is a vacation

And no
I don't feel guilty

This is my life

I think about ***
All these beautiful women
I'll never know

I dream of them
Pleasuring themselves

I conjure up pornographic
Images is my mind
When I pleasure myself
And I feel just fine

I doubt I'll ever know a woman

I'm 32
I used to substitute teach
A 40 hour work week
Is what they preach

Hours spent online
Having ******
Conversations

People in chatrooms
And having cam to cam chats
Across the nation

It's a world of seeing
Of times and places
Various faces

All just passing through
Some go here
Others go there

It's all so bizarre
And not really fair

I have left the home
I have lived in since 1997

Slowly but surely
Climbing the stairway to heaven

Here comes that guy
The security guard
Walking Down the sidewalk
Next to the boulevard

I like documentaries
Podcasts too
I keep plastic bags in my car
In which to take a poo

Well this high fiber diet
Of mine keeps things moving
Right through

Twitch streams
What a dream

I really love
The internet it seems

At least I can make
A connection there

In a world
That is not fair

You know
It's all one big simulation

It's all the same
365 days in a year
Four seasons in a year
Repeating and repeating

Hard when you can't do what you want
Feels like you are trapped repeating

America is done anyhow

Another night alone
No dates
No fun

At least
I have my Itunes University
HIS 101: Hist of Western Civ I

I drove slowly
And I saw the woman
Exchange friendly words
With the mailman

I saw a family and their children
Walking along

I saw the blind man walking
Up the street
I was reminded of
The lyrics of "Amazing Grace"

It's hard
These days
For suburban Americans

In some ways
I have very little contact
With other people

I'm at the library again.

I saw the same man
Two days in a row
At the gas station
And driving in his car

I saw my brand of car cover today

I saw tall men today
Looked like mountain men
With beards

I saw the sun set

But I didn't look into eyes
That loved and cherished me

I just prayed

I saw a car whip around
Passing a car
In the opposing lane
Dangerous driving
Could have been the end
For that person

Slowly Slowly
Do things slowly

Keep your eyes
Wide open all the time

Hello to all the dreamers
Out there
I wish I could spend time
With you

I wish I wasn't separated
From you
By physical distance

Hello from The library

There Was A Good Guy
Who wanted to laugh
Who wanted to spend time
With people

Who wanted to have fun

Who wanted his life
Not to be so sad

And maybe he felt
A bit akward with his body
Or a bit out of place
In this world

He saw a therapist once
Who listened and left

I'm ready
For new experiences
But they never come

I watch funny comedies
Better to laugh
Than to sob

The afterlife must be nice
Or simply not to exist at all
Some may think that will happen
But I can't

That's what I'm doing here
Here and now
Not existing at all

Shut up in my room
Like Emily Dickinson

And there's always more
More of the body
I don't much care for

More time alone

More IPad hours
There is always more
Of the same

I'm grateful to the people
That comment on my poems

I really am grateful

Just one big empty world
Full of emptiness

Like some meaningless
Computer

Do I exist at all?
No, not really

I get my sense of self
From relationships
And human interaction

Okay Jesus guy
I'm waiting for you
To answer my prayers
About the loving female?

Oh that's right
You don't really answer prayers
For good genuine people
Like me

I've carried my cross
Just like any other soul here

I can ask kindly
Or in a more demanding tone

Doing the same thing
Over and over
And expecting different results

Was it Freusd who said
That was the definition
Of insanity?

Poor Matt
Poor Lonely Matt
Behind the Glass Walls

There is the world
And there is me
Behind the glass walls

Trying to make a connection
To something real
To something genuine

Tomorrow will I
Scale the heights
Of the mountain

I don't know
Perhaps I will
In the cold snow

Just wanted to lie down
With a woman to hug

There are something like 3 billion
Women on this planet
And I can't find or get one
Single one
By chance or circumstance
Just to hug and to hold

One day the world will end
They'll drop the bomb
The A-bomb
Crying and screaming
Can be heard throughout
The land

I lived some life
Close to the source
Of all life

Wandering in the mountains
I didn't meet my friend
Like I was supposed to

All I had was the hope
I'd meet someone

Why do I feel akward
In this body

Am I just a thinking brain
Just a brain?

I want to know people
I want to share laughter
Like the Buddhist monks
Of Tibet or Nepal

Like the Samoans
Or Scilians

Like the Portugese
Or Polish

You know what people do
Have dinners together
And relationships
And friendships

It's not just a fantasy
People do that
In other cultures

They love each other
They spend time with each other
They hug each other

Where is my hug

I face the sun
Waiting for the hug
That never comes...

They live in a dream world
Unable to see how things
Have changed in this country

If I was her
With all that money
I would be buying food
And other essential
Items needed to survive

They don't have a clue
They aren't prepared

They want their ball games
And their facebook

And they just don't get it
That our American way of life
Will be coming abruptly
To an end

You know if you tried to describe life
The last few hours
You wouldn't possible be able to describe went on

Well I went to the driving range
Then went for a walk at my old college
Then drove home

So much happened in that period

I hit it well
7 irons, wedges, hybrids, drivers
Behind, down and out to the target
Making that just short of 3/4 swing now
For accuracy
One must be accurate in golf

Sultans of swing was playing in the background
A guy hit on a different part of the range hit a ball
And it hit this metal bin
And the ball rolled right up to where I was hitting
Sweet an extra ball for me to hit now (lol)

I saw the older gentleman at the range
Who always works there
I hope he is well
He goes through the motions
Watering the plants
Puts the ***** into the machine
I see him hanging out with some of his friends there sometimes

So then I went into the car and turned on the radio
I arrived at my old campus just a 2 minute drive directly to the south
I had a great time walking around campus

I had my back brace  
My knee braces
Yes, one should brace oneself

I turned on Kashmir
By Led Zeppelin
As I walked through the parking lot

And its strange you know
I felt like I was walking on air

It really is a world of wonderful happenings
And its me
Its me that has to bring the joy
The love to all sentient beings
I must bring the love
I thought about that

I made my way to the library
Where I read an article
In Scientific American
About a pacemaker that contains a gear
That is used in a wristwatch
That is powered by the heartbeat

I saw a pretty woman
And thought it must be nice to have a friend to talk to
Bleh
She would just be bothered if I went up to her

I walked around campus
This one girl was shocked to see a raccoon

I saw three of them once
All feeding from a trash bag
I took pictures

Then I walked to my car
And drove off listening to U2

From one time
To the next
The emptiness remains

Dream world

Row row row your boat
Gently down the stream
Merrily, merrily, merrily, merrily,
Life is but a dream

By the end of 2008
53,000 military troops
Mostly U.S.

America spending billions
Wanting to avoid nation building

Pakistan, seen as their ally
Now betraying them

In Aug 2009
Karzai was up for re-election

Ballot boxes stuffed
With false papers

Karzai won
Re-election

President Karzai
Suspected the British army
Was involved in the drugs
Trade in Helmund

Afghanistan
Was beginning to look
Like just another
Tin *** dictatorship

Another, 30,000 sent by America
Bringing the total to 142,000

Americans went into Helmund

Afghan army and police force
Being built
The cost of which
Cannot be sustained

Corruption and
Drug tradin

As long as the Afghan
Government lacks
Legitimacy

With the overwhelming
Majority

It's security forces
May not be able to hold
The Taliban at bay

In a counter insurgency
You are only as good
As the government you serve

The war is unsustainable

The armies
Of the international coalition
Are heading for the exits

Remember your training!
Shouts the sergeant
Man those bugs are ugly

I am watching clips from Starship Troopers

And how heroic you are
Sergeant Sugar Watkins

You stayed and fought

To the bitter end

To save your friends

Should I forgive one more time?
For disrespectful words

I think I have had enough
After 17 years here-- at age 30

Should I forgive as Jesus does?
I think I will

I will not keep hatred in my heart

Even though this guy is disrespectful
The money, the money
You learn from Americans
That money means so very very much
Well your money has no value anymore......

CLVI

First of all, condemn the life thou art now leading: but when thou hast condemned it, do not despair of thyself--be not like them of mean spirit, who once they have yielded, abandon themselves entirely and as it were allow the torrent to sweep them away. No; learn what the wrestling masters do. Has the boy fallen? "Rise," they say, "wrestle again, till thy strength come to thee." Even thus should it be with thee. For know that there is nothing more tractable than the human soul. It needs but to will, and the thing is done; the soul is set upon the right path: as on the contrary it needs but to nod over the task, and all is lost. For ruin and recovery alike are from within.

Listening to a podcast
On the four noble truths
And the eightfold path

My akward body
Is still the same

My akward body
It will not change

I read on the back of some protein bar
"This bar is for the doers"
"For the busy,"
What a bunch of nonsense

I live inside a computer simulation

Non-doing
Non action

You know one day I realized
That no therapist
No amount of praying
Would ever fix my shoulder

Why did this happen to me?
I just want a normal shoulder

Good people like me
Suffering with a disability

Oh well

Same dull face

Yesterday
I lay against the rock
On the public library lawn

I listen to podcasts

My car is being fixed
I will walk akwardly
To the post office
Then to the gym

Just going through motions
Again and again

It's all meaningless
Plain to see

An absurd planet
It seems to be

The urge to eat
The urge to have an ******

Repetitive urges

Chipping golf *****
Relaxing I suppose

Bleh, blah, bleh

Ignored by women
I don't care

Look at that beetle
Walking over there

Human life
Is awfully dumb

Miserable taoist
Says a kind hello

A conversation with
A caring person
Would be fun

But my prayers
Remain unanswered
Guess they are not
That important anyway

Listening to more podcasts
On this day

Some cereal, yogurt
And oranges
I did eat

They really were
A delicious treat

Walking in and out
Of forest trees
Extinguishes all desire
Is how it should be

Beautiful and vain people
Everywhere

My dull earth body
I walk akwardly
Who cares?

From dust I came
To dust I shall return

This is my poem
Now its your turn

Thank you Mr. Baca
For your service

During the war you were in front of your troops

On Christmas Day, 1969
You came across a Vietnamese man
You noticed he was just sitting there
And you said "surrender" in Vietnamese
He showed pictures of his family

In 1990 this man was among the Vietnamese that Mr. Baca worked with
In building a clinic to help the people there

In your Medal of Honor video
You said you wore the medal
For those who have served
And know what combat is like

You took your helmet and jumped on a grenade
Saving the lives of your men

Thank you for your service
A terrible thing war is

Your actions help me to realize
That love for our fellow man
Is most important

Just want to make a small salary
Would like to pay my bills

Enough to share an apartment
Maybe have my own apartment one day

Don't want to be rich or famous
Hope to make some more friends

Every hour of every day

God this and God that
Shut the f* up

One day He will be saying your name
What did you do on earth?

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

No one in my family
Seems to see
We have strayed so far
From what our country was supposed to be

30 years old and dirt poor living at home
Meanwhile DARPA prepares it's drones

You know I ate too much
I should have stopped with my two sausages and beans
Then I had the shortcake and milk
And peanutbutter

Geeze---
I guess I was trying to fill something
The loneliness, the emptiness

I just got a full stomach instead and I'm still alone

Dr. King
Was murdered
It was carried out by a group of conspirators

In this video
Jessie Jackson is shown
Saying that
He stepped to the side
So that they could have a clear shot

Evil deeds carried out in darkness
Will be brought to light

I'll park my car at the library
And walk to the park
A day at the park

I'll bring lunch
And maybe some
Stuffed animals too

Hehe

I enjoy my job
Even though it's not full time

My stomach is full
It's giving me a sign

To stop eating

The days they keep repeating

All alone
All alone

Americans
Are isolated
And all alone

In other countries
People have more friends

Good wishes to
The poets of this site
I send

I used to have three friends
But now down to one

I used to make an effort
With the other two

Tried to meet up with them

There is nothing I can do

I won't bother to call anymore

There just people I suppose
And I'm not sore

15 years of being friends
Now I suppose our friendship
Will end

Seems they won't bother
And don't care

I'm not angry
So there

Hello again Gollum
Sitting over there

Now I know sometimes
Life seems sad and stupid
And it feels like no one really cares

But everyone has their part to play
Remember what Gandalf said

Let's cook this fresh salmon
And enjoy it with some of
Bilbo's freshly baked bread

Food just fills the stomach
It doesn't make loneliness go away

I overate
I hardly ever do that

Oh the new movie
About "immortality"
Self/Less is out

Oh hooray for another  
Lousy Hollywood movie

I made it halfway through
The trailer

Trash, garbage
All it is

And who would want
To live forever?

Only a psychopath

People who can't
Accept the human condition

Most would be
People with no faith
No spirituality
Or belief in a higher power

I would think most
Atheists and agnostics
Would think the idea is absurd
As well

Hollywood makes garbage
Most all movies
Just plain **** these days

Happy New Year
2016
It is January

And I know what
That means

Save the money
For my car registration
Coming due soon

I bet I still
Will be single
By the month of June

Here is to another year
Filled with random
Experiences

Happy New Year

Remain Composed
Do not become angry
In most all situations this is sound advice

For things are often not as bad as they seem
Just let the anger pass

Thank you Seneca
For your words of wisdom

Breathe In

And Breathe out this promise
Fill the world with light

Release all appearances and aspirations
And be still

Ease
Relaxation
And groundedness

My view is as vast as space
When it comes to my conduct
It as precise as parched barley flour

Grounded where you are

Charge the charge card
That is what it is for after all
Charge the charge card
Even though I am completely broke

I need to play golf again and again
To make it through this difficult time

I feel like a failure at times
Unable to change my life

Oh well, my time will come
I have read many great minds
Going back to the beginning of time

This life is some test
So is golf
Each moment I must concentrate
Play every round like it is my last

My father taught me how to hate
With all his mean and obnoxious comments
Lord help me forgive him

I'm playing eighteen tomorrow
I don't care how much it costs
It's a battle out there
Grinding on each shot

I'm going to be a teacher
I'm going to teach for a long time
I don't believe in retirement
The way our economy is, I will probably never get to retire anyhow

The middle class is being decimated in this country
The dollar is being devalued as the Fed continues its policy of quantitative easing

I don't think I am going to find a job this upcoming year
I think I might have to keep living here
Things are getting awfully tough
This life can be tough and mean

Maybe I'll meet someone one day who gives a **** about me
Well, at least there is Jesus
I have read God's word and know it well

I have been set aside by society
Like some type of cast away
I am not sure why
I try to always be a kind and considerate person

I am an intellectual
I love philosophy and history
Life is a great saga
I love my stuffed animals
Feels good to hold them because I have always been alone
Laugh at me if you want
I don't care
There is no shame in having stuffed animals

Well, it's a mean tough road
I'm poor and in debt
But I will charge the charge card
That's what its for after all
I will charge the charge card
To make my parents pay
For every mean comment
That they have said over and over

Stop asking "How are you"
******* idiot

I don't care
How you are

The most obnoxious question
And I have headphones on
Don't talk to me

So stupid
Just go away

Am I good?
No
I'm not good

You stupid idiot

Life is repetitive
And meaningless
Now *******

Sometimes I wish
You would just die

And I won't care
That much
When you do

We're young and we're poor
We are 20 to 32
We can't find decent jobs

We're tired of living at home with our parents
We are angry!!!

We want our **** American dollars
We want enough to live in a small ****** apartment
And pay off out student loans!

I'm afraid we will not enjoy the same standard of living
As our parents

Our miserable government spends and spends
Until we are drowning in debt

And the Fed prints and prints
Worthless paper dollars!
Hyperinflation

I'm poor and angry
And I'm tired of living here

Many people don't seem to care
What is happening to our country

It's like we are on a ship
And there is a small hole

People ignore it
Oh that's just a small hole
They say

Soon there is another
More water coming in

The people would rather play cards and relax
I tell them
This is our ship
We don't get another

This is our nation
Yet people are oblivious
Oblivious to the water coming in

Well this ship just isn't seaworthy anymore
I won't abandon ship
I won't abandon
The values the founding fathers believe in
Come what may..

People at work
Doing what they do
Some doctors
Some lawyers
Construction workers
Paramedics
Biologists
And pizza delivery guys too

Just tryin' to make it through

They are people at work
Just doing what they do

I don't ask how he is
Because I don't care

Get a clue

Sit in front of the television and stare
Stare at the screen from 7 to 10

All you can do is repeat
The same cycle again and again

Don't ask me how I am
You'll never know

Remember
I don't ask you
How you are
Because I don't care
I don't care how you are

I don't care to know
How many anxiety pills you had to stuff down
To make it through the week

I wish you well

I worked my whole life
And this year
I'll be working part time again

America the ship
Sinking down
Down down down

In deep waters
Buried in the ground

Trillions in debt
What a shame
To the bankers
I guess it's just a game

Though the sage would never be transported with delight
He would still feel an abiding joy
In the presence of the true and only good
He would never indeed would be agitated by desire
But still he would be animated by wish
For that was directed only to the good
And though he would never feel fear
Still he would be actuated in danger by a proper caution

There was therefore something rational
Corresponding to three out of four primary passions
Against delight was to be set joy
Against grief there was nothing to be set
For that arose from the presence of ill
Which would rather never attach to the sage
Grief was the irrational conviction
That one ought to afflict oneself
Where there was no occasion for it

The ideal of the stoics was the unclouded serenity of socrates

Changing times
Changing places
Changing names
Changing faces

The emptiness
Impermanence behind all things
Sunyata

She keeps asking
"How are you?"

"Fine, I reply."
The emptiness remains constant

I hope to find more good friends to love

Those with proudful hearts
Those Americans

Who are wealthy
And boastful

Who commit ****** sins
Sodomites
Lustful
Who mock God

The corrupt
Supreme Court
That has legalized

Abortion and gay marriage

Americans elected
This president
That disregards
The Constitution

Corrupt banksters
And corporations

Congress serving the
Interests of the corporations

Worthless currency
Equivalent to toilet paper

The youth obsessed with
The self
Lustful, prideful, and arrogant

The Lord is rigtheous
This country has turned
It's face away from the Lord

He will destroy this land
He will be with the Christians
With those who love Jesus

The enemies of America
Will descend upon her

Obama will be
The last president