The Mujahideen fight for their way of life
They simply want to practice their religion
Follow their religion
And live in peace

The Soviets have no right to invade
And tell them how to live

Rocket propelled grenades
Were effectivey used at the Kandahar pass
Soviet tanks were sitting ducks
They met their end

Guerilla fighters
Walk and fight in the mountains
They mastered the ambush

The Battle of Arghandab
The Soviets attacked
An entrenched Mujahideen
The Afghan government forces often defected to the resistance

Some Soviet aircraft
Were shot down by Stinger missles
Provided by the U.S.

The Russian people were lied to
About what their military was doing there
They were told they were nation building

The war caused around one million civilian deaths
And the emigration of 5 to 10 million Afghans

Sports talk
At the gym

Mortgage talk
At Starbucks

The money
And the money
People always
Talk about money

Holiday shoppers
It must be America

The technocracy

It would have been more fun
To be a woman
Having multiple *******
Playing with my ******* and *****

I would have had fun
Talking about *** with my girlfriends
I would have dated
A powerful and **** man

But I'm just a guy
A guy women ignore
And I'm content to be alone
At least there is golf

I stopped trying
To make sense of life
A long time ago

One time
Followed by
The next time

Oh so strange
Do you know?

And in this body
I feel akward

My existence is absurd

It was nice to see
A friend
At the gym

We talked about
Our families
And how they have been

I don't feel that comfortable
In my own skin

Watched a video
About Tibetan Yogis

They are at peace
They let things be

And the therapist
Provided no answers

But it was fun
To visit with her

Pet the kitty cat
And listen to it pur

Now the previous
Four lines
Are not connected

In any logical way

And I am not connected
As I die another day

My shoulders are not even
One is larger than the other
I hope this is not obvious

Why this male body?
Seems strange
I am prisoner in this body
Not much fun
At least it is functioning body

Oh well
I learned from the Stoics
I have learned not to let this life bother me

We are only here for a brief time
I just want to be good person
And enjoy my fruit smoothies

It's hard to have an akward body
To wish you could change it
But you can't

And why is my left shoulder
Why is my left back
Larger than my right?

I suppose I will never know
I always exercised the right way

Just a body after all

My akward shoulder
Is not going away
The left larger
Than the right

And this is difficult
For me each day

Alone again
That's nothing new

I send my love
Out to you

My akward shoulder
Is not going away

I went to a physical therapist
At least now they are even
But the left is bigger than the right

And that's just okay

I spent alot of time in the gym
Just wanted to be symmetrical

I guess it will always be this way

Alone on the driving range
Or on my computer too

I guess I'll spend alot of time alone in life
Theres nothing much that I can do

And at least I found a part time job now
And that will be fulfilling in a way

This human life is fleeting
Hope to meet some good friends along the way

I decided one day
I was tired
Of this body

Tired of the God
Who never cared

Who could not
Send doctors
Or therapists
To help me

Who left me
Standing over there

Akward and alone
And so
I write
A final poem

Tired of waiting
For a Jesus
Who never comes

I think I'll jump
Off a mountain
And won't it be fun

I have a bit of an
Akward shoulder

And it is a bit
Of a shame

But I cannot change this

So I walk around
A bit lame

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

Sometimes human life
Seems alot to bare

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

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

Steering their
Canoes
On the lake of life

With their little candles
They had not lost hope

And so the globalists
Continue with their plans

And some of their 10 goals
Seem okay

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

And it seems
It won't be long before

Our normal American life
Completely fades away

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

In Him I put my hope

My akward shoulder
Goes with me
Wherever I go

And I just get
So tired of it you know

I wish it wasn't so

I tried to change
But no

Forever akward shoulder

But that's okay
Everyone's body
Ages anyway

Won't you heal
My shoulder Jesus?

I saw the Curry attendant
Again today

He walks with a limp
He lists to the side

Like me

I write about
This problem here

I just wanted
To be symmetrical

Then maybe a woman
Would want to be with me

Forever alone

The therapist
Said a stupid saying

"God never gives us
More than we can handle"

Tell that to
The poor and starving

I sit and watch
The divine play

Sitting in the ampitheatre
Behind the old check in
Currently the wireless internet lounge

Just me and my akward shoulder
And I live inside
Some type of matrix computer

Even the machines at the gym
In Oakhurst were called that
"Matrix"

Inserting times
Just times
In front of a brain

Alone again
My shoulder bothers me

Observe the human life
Withdrawn
Contemplative
The big picture

I look down on myself
From above

This life
Oh life
And I'm always alone

No caring woman
To comfort
Or console me

And the world is
Always in turmoil
And the suffering saints
Grow weary
Weary of this life

And Jesus won't fix my shoulder
Neither did the physical therapist

And at least I'll
Have some work soon

I think America is in trouble
A debt we cannot pay
One day perhaps
I'll be opening canned foods
Struggling to survive another day

I've almost always been kind
And loving
To my fellow man

My shoulder makes me suffer
I guess this burden
I'll have to learn to withstand

My akward shoulder

Why is it this way?

I always exercised the right way

I just want to be normal

It is like it has a personality of its own

Stare into my eyes

You'll stare into the emptiness of life

Never desiring

Knowing poverty and loss

Knowing years alone

The wanderer

The akward shoulder is always there

I tried to change it

I cannot fix it

Ignored by women

A lifetime alone

Content to sit in the mountains

I should just be grateful I am not handicapped

Yay, I fixed it a little more with my stretch

A good breakfast I think I will have to celebrate, lol

I can hope
I can wish
I can cry
I can pray

But my akward shoulder
Is not going away

Beautiful women
Like the woman
At the car repair shop

Don't ever want to be with me
Okay!

I'm gangly
And akward
Arms swinging

At my side

This stupid
Akward shoulder

I cannot hide

I'm really ******* tired of it too
And there is nothing
In the world
Anyone can do

The therapists gave me exercises
And I did them all okay

Now the shoulders
Are at the same level
But the akwardness
Won't go away

You ask me why it's akward
Well I'll tell you why
You can see

This is not how a man of Tao
Is supposed to be

And the left it just too big
It doesn't match at all

Like humpty dumpy
His shoulder probably got messed up
After he fell off the wall

Another lonely weekend
I was asked how it was

This akward shoulder really hurts me
It does, it does

cries

And I do not need sympathy
Just a hug will do
Where is my loving female friend?
I hope she would want
To hug me too

Well there has been some improvement
With my akward shoulder

Although the left is still larger
Than the right

Doing some good exercises
I learned from PT

And although I won't ever be perfectly symmetrical
I guess I'll just have to continue
To deal with a slight body imbalance

And that's fine
There are people who are handicapped
And this is just a small thing

I ain't complainin'

Saw a documentary today about a South Korean
Star who migrated with her mother to China to escape
North Korea

And grossed the Gobi desert into Manchuria
With only a compass
Walking for 24 hours straight

Her poor mother was hit
With a hot metal pan

But thankfully she is okay now

Now her daughter makes
A satire
Poking fun at the North Koreans

And showing the realities of
The difficulty of life
In North Korea

So I have my akward shoulder
And you may not like something
About yourself

But at least we have water and shelter
Electricity and food

Let's hope our grid doesn't go down
In an EMP strike

I just want normal shoulders
For this I do pray

I don't like having an akward shoulder
Something I have to live with every day

I tried to fix it with physical therapy
At least they are even
But the left is bigger than the right

(Sighs)

Akward shoulder for another day

But I shouldn't complain
As its just a small thing anyway

Maybe I could join a poetry club
Somewhere

I would enjoy reading and listening
To other poems

I'm tired of my shoulder
And nobody cares

I'm tired of my shoulder
There is no one to say "there, there"

Each and every day,
It will not go away

I'm tired of my shoulder
And I tried to pray

Looks like it is going
To be akward forever
What more can I say

Life is so lonely
Lonely every day

I hope to meet a female companion

I got my haircut
By the same women
I have been going to

For the last 10 years

And at this barber shop
A woman in her 60's

Helped her father
In his 80's or 90's

Get his haircut

And the young man opened the door
For them

And there was the father
With his young children there

And I saw
The farmer's market
At the park

And people exercising
Young and old

And I thought
Overall
We are a pretty good people

And I thought how grateful
I was to have food
And shelter

And I considered
A day when
This would all be gone

It's no guarantee
What we have now

Well
At least I appreciated it
While everything
Was so easy
In America

A touch of honey
And a bit of spice

This apple is a delicacy
And tastes quite nice

I'd like to meet
Real live women
To talk to
And have them understand

That it's hard to be thirty
And to be a lonely man

All I'd like is a companion
Who is a woman
Someone to care

So I'll go to my
Vietnamese barber
She will comfort me
There

I don't have any plans

At the moment
I am eating frozen fruit
At a Starbucks

I am staying at an old
Family property

One of the workers
I met today
Told me about
An old hole
He had to fill
In the bathroom

My sister is
Being rude
And mean lately

Trying to guilt trip me
For not being grateful

She thinks she is important
Because she has money

One day
In my lifetime
America will be destroyed
And life here will continue
To decline

America
This wicked land
With its corrupt government

One day
My sister's
Paper dollars
Will be useless

There is a reason
Why other people chant
"Death to America"
Across the world

Wow
That woman
Who walked by
Had large *******
I want to squeeze them

But I can't

There are many things
I'd like to do with women
But I can't do them

Dear Lord I pray
Let their be ***** babes
In heaven

Let them be *******
With large supple *******!

Let them be friendly
And intelligent

And let their vaginas
Have sweet golden nectar

Well who knows
It's just a dream

I dream of more good friends

Oh gosh
Here comes another one
I'm really noticing
These hot women

My ***** grows in my pants
That's what happens at 32

***** women
With toned legs

That really was
A good Berry Medley mix

Let brotherly love continue
The church sign says

Love your neighbor as your own self

Why did she move that table?
Kind of odd
The world is full
Of strange happenings

Have a good day
Wherever you may be

I was embarrased
So I deleted this poem

I hope I meet a woman one day

It was just a fantasy I guess

I don't think
I'll ever have a gf

I wasn't born akward
I became this way
Somehow

I do not know
What to do now

Progress--
I experienced some

Feeling Akward
Is not too fun

At least its not major
I guess

But I am trying
For a ****** balance
And harmony
In life this test

My left back and shoulder
Feel as though
They exist
A bit to
The left of me

My head
Not in the direct middle
Not where it should be

No use to cry
Or to ask why

I would like
Some rhubarb pie

I have read
Different philosophers
Watched documentaries
About different human stories

I don't think I'll ever be happy
Whatever that means

I don't much care
For my physical body

I'm poor
And not ambitious

Perhaps depressed
In some way

Maybe one day
I'll just die
Of emptiness
Loneliness
And boredom

Or maybe one of those three

Maybe North Korea
Will drop a nuke
On my country
Maybe there will be
A World War

I don't much care
For this body

A mostly meaningless
Empty existence
That doesn't bother me
Too much anymore

It's the fact that
This is, all there is
A limited amount of choices
Anyhow

One long boring program

I want to breastfeed
And to taste a woman's milk
Warm and nourishing
Breast milk

Nothing changes
Just rearranges

Well at least I have
My podcasts
And my tomato soup

And my job that pays
Twice the minimum wage

Some type of joke
Human life

Car was broken into
Window smashed
Computer and Ipad stolen

Oh well
They didn't get any important
Stuff I had in there

Didn't get my hiking boots
I'll need those
When I'm walking around
Looking for food
In a collapsed economy

I'm poor
I'll always be poor
I can't pay my own bills

This country ***** now
President passes NDAA


Broke, poor
I don't care

All my work documents
Letters of recommendation
All on the computer

Everything gone

And I don't care

All day on mountain trails

No window on passenger side
No money to get it fixed

Possessions don't matter

And I keep hearing "God this, God that"

Oblivious Americans
Think the food
Will always be there

Most will be marched off
To FEMA camps
Put on rationing

Yes I am a ******
And proud to be
I will not let
A woman

Be ****** with me

My chastity pledge
Is important to me

There is
Great pride in purity

And I am proud to say
My male member
Has never penetrated
A woman

I've never really
Had the opportunity
So we'll see how long
Purity lasts

I think I should abstain
Before I meet the right one

But that could be 10 years
From now
Haha, isn't that fun?

The 40 year old ******
Is my hero

He rides his bike to Target
Which means
The impact on the environment
Is absolutely zero

It's just *** anyway
Companionship
With a woman
Is what would be
Fulfilling for me, okay?

My clean sheets
That were washed today
Are pleasing to me

One day perhaps
I will have a woman to hug

In my clean sheets

I put my tuna in the freezer
And it got a little chilly
With a bit of frost

Oops
Then I put
It in the microwave
And it got a little warm

I just remembered
It wasn't tuna
But Salmon

You know
I looked at the pineapple
In the cup

In the refrigerator

And thought I'm like
The pineapple
In a way

Not being able
To see outside
Of the cup

I live on some type
Of simulation

You don't do anything
Inside a simulation

It spins and spins
Rotating around the sun

Isn't it strange
And isn't it fun

I just pleasured myself
And had a c

My connection
To people
Occurs through the internet

I like to watch
Gamers play
Their computer games
On Twitch

And also
Twitch "fail" videos

I am alone
But at least
I have the internet

I came to learn
To like
The endless
Stupidity
Emptiness

And pointlessness
Of it all

Humpty Dumpty
Had a great fall

What's my name?
What am I called?

It doesn't matter
Or who cares
Just some warm body
Standing over there

The human race
Doesn't have
Much to be proud about

I keel at the glory hole
As a ******* c*
Is ****** into the opening

*ahhhhh

Today is my day off

And every day

Of the "work" week

Has been my day off

For the past 15 months

Lol!

I find myself
Listening to
An archived lecture

That is part
Of the Reith Lectures
Given on Dec. 3, 1966
At 4:00 pm

It is entitled
"The Role of The State"

A few minutes ago
I watched a woman
In Italy
And then a woman
In Washington

******* with
The same Oh Mi *** *******

I find human life dull

I was supposed to choose
A program
They call it a "life"

I decided not to choose
Any of the life programs
That were offered to me

But to create my own

Recording
Recording

My brain is always recording

A world that is both infinite
And mostly meaningless

Forget a full-time career
Forget money

I envision
A terrible time
On its way for America

I am not a good enough
Survivalist
They want you to be dependent

I don't have all the things
I need to survive

Sitting here in my car
Waiting for the taxpayer
To leave from his lunch break

I had hoped
She would remain pure

I had hoped
She would remain a ******

She received her husband's seed in her womb
She has dishonored herself!

I'm On a permanent vacation
Every single day

And I just don't care
What you have to say
Three days a week
At "work"

Is more than enough for me
I stood underneath
An elm tree

To take a ***

I have no plans
To leave this home
None at all

Can you hear
The bird's call?

I just don't get it
I don't understand
I think I will
Come up with a plan

40 hours a week?
No thanks man

They promise you
Two or three weeks
Of vacation time

This is my poem
I'll make it rhyme

Turns out that way
Is all wrong

I can sing this poem
Like a song

This is the way
I will make things be

Every day
Is a vacation to me

I'm on vacation
All days while on this earth
And I think it is wonderful

For what it's worth

To educate myself
It was about $155,000
Since elementary school

At the age of 30
My account reads -$60

Oh I don't suppose it matters
Our dollars are about as valuable
As toilet paper now

I am enjoying listening
To a podcast on tranquility

I could never really
Buy into this program

Meaningless
And endless

It is an empty program

And spring this year
Looked the same
As spring last year

And I'm supposed to work
40 hours a week

And I'm suppose
To be interested
In this colossal bore
Known as life?

Let other people stress
And run about

Whenever death comes
Let it come
I'm not afraid

I've lost and lost some more
And women ignore me
Who cares?
Nobody cares

I watched an independent
Foreign film
I ate some bean salad

We are dog sitting
A third dog

And I only have a couple
Hundred bucks
In my account

Hillary will most likely
Be our next president

The world's most
Powerful nations
Will destroy themselves

And I will most likely
Die of starvation
In the mountains

I'm here to enjoy the times
And the times I have enjoyed

I watched a beautiful
Brunette woman
Playing with her dog

And the husband
And child
Learning to walk
Were there

And the child fell
And got up again

And I thought I would
Very much like
To be loved
By a woman

But the world doesn't care
Who cares really
Who cares?

Nobody cares
Meaningless world

I love others
And try to stop
Having any bad thoughts

And I'll die alone

And my grandpa will
Soon die

But I don't really want
To go see him
It is akward

And I don't
Want to go
To the funeral

But I wish him peace

And the world
Orbits the sun

And the penises
Spurt ***

And it's all one
Big empty place
Who cares really
Who cares?

I tried to tell
Mother today

That we could
Very well end up
Like Greece

I think  may as well
Have been talking
To an alien

It just doesn't register
To most Americans I guess

She didn't seem
Worried in the least bit

You know
If our system
Does collapse

It's only
A few days
Before people
Start running
Out of food...

And they get hungry
And angry

And then there our mobs

Oh I'm just an alarmist
I suppose

18 trillion
In debt
That's no worry
No worry at all

The Fed can just
Keep printing
And printing

Until our currency
Is Thoroughly devalued

The thing is the market
Will make the correction
Eventually

America you can't pay
Back your debt....

We are in a bad situation

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 don't like my body much
Not big enough or strong enough
Despite working out

And I once cared for a person
Knowing I couldn't date her

Build the walls high
Don't let anyone in
Build the fortress

Live alone forever

Repeating cycles
It is all a simulation

Never feel much joy
Or Pain

Better to never fall in love
Then you can never lose

Just leave me alone
To hit golf *****
Until my body hurts
I keep hitting

Golf will love you back
If you love it
Not like people

If I had a female companion
Maybe I would like
Her to be adventurous
And loyal

Maybe she would be
A beautiful British reporter
For the BBC

Or an Indian doctor

I dream of kind
And caring women

I dream of her
Being my friend
Of hugging her
And loving her

Perhaps you are
A romantic as well

It would be enjoyable

Maybe I will meet her
On my hike today

Highly unlikely

My female companion
She is out there somewhere

Walk on
Wander on

I'll be on the mountain
Today

I send my love
To you
My female friend
That I have never met

I know you are out there
Somewhere
In Internet land

Maybe you enjoy poetry
Like me

Perhaps you enjoy nature too

And I want to hug you!

I want to be loved and cared for

And you are such a strong woman
And I love you
My female friend

I just want to hear
That you cherish me

I am one of the most
Loving people ever
I think

It's okay if you have
A hubby or a boyfriend

We are just friends
Who take a nap together

My female friend
One day I hope to meet you

I guess it's up to us

To decide
If we believe in a higher power

Some desire
A relationship with
A savior

Like myself
A person
And son of God
Savior

Who represents
An ideal
A principle

After a time
Many years
Of not getting
What the heart desires

I just become as content
As I can

My old therapist
Will not read this
Sadly

It's Friday
That was the day
That we met

That was the day
That she listened to me
That she showed me
That she did care some

That all ended
In April of 2015

She just celebrated
Her two year wedding anniversary

I remember her comments

Hello Liz
Now this poem just goes out
On the web

It was just one hour
Per week
That was all

Do you know
Many Americans
Don't really have good friends
Anymore...

I gave her a Wonder Woman card
Because she was like Wonder Woman
To me

Have you lived most
Of your life all alone
Like me?

I wonder if Liz
Ever thinks of me
Or prays for me

I wonder if she saw
The new Wonder Woman movie

I am alone
Like I knew I would be

With just my prayers
Well I'm not complaining
I'm grateful for the things I have

I hope she will
At least spare a thought for me
Every Friday

That is when we used to meet

She thought my poem was beautiful
And she laughed
At another one of my poems
Her smile is beautiful
I even loved how she sneezed

I love her as my friend
Forever and always

As my friend
I love you very much

And as we approach two years
Of working together

I feel spiritually close
Or connected to you
And it feels wonderful

And it makes me feel content

I was thinking that we could have so much fun
Going on a hike together

I was meditating on top of this hill
And thinking how beautiful it was

I was thinking how it would be fun
If we just had a picnic as friends
Maybe listened to music together

I even brought veggies and fruits
Cucumbers  and apples
Cold raspberries to snack on
And rhubarb pie

Italian soda, mineral water
And perhaps green tea too
Strawberries and home made whipped cream

And isn't it delightful
To spend time with you
My friend

Well, I hope we can do this one day
Cause I love you

It was nice
For a week
My friends were here

At the restaurant
I even had
Half a beer

That is rare for me

Well
Now that I am alone

I will walk and observe
In the gardens
And let things be

My Friend She Went Away
We had a good time
My therapist and my friend

Too bad
Now I'm all alone again

Oh well
America is doomed