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The life of the mind is beautiful

Her poem
"Take Me Home"
Meant so much to me

How I have often wondered
Why my life is
The way it is

As I wander the streets of my city

I am a lover of the light
Whether it be daylight
Or moonlight

I would walk a 1,000 miles
Just to see a glimpse
Of her smile

To be honest Nicole
You are incredibly beautiful

I hope you find someone
Worthy of you
Someone to treasure you

I would gladly be your scribe
Recording your words
Of wisdom
On parchment if I could

Nicole
You are a true Goddess
In every sense of the word

I bow down before you
The most beautiful women
Of the ages
Cannot compare
To your radiance

Truly, A Goddess
In every sense of the word
Thank you
For your beautiful poetry

Night and Day
They are the same---- Okay?

I walk by the houses and hear the voices
Human beings have lots of choices

What is my purpose here?
I utter underneath my breath

I live my life alone
And I strike this walking stick
Into hard stone

No.

I'm good at that word
Ever since I was 4

I wanted to sit
By myself
I didn't want to play
With others

No
Is my response
To a full time career

No
Just no
Not said out of anger
Just a plain and simple no

Live simply
Live well
Oh do I have
Stories to tell!

Of times I sat
In the nature park
Listening to the 6 pm
Ringing

Of the monastery bells

Everyone wants
A big award
Don't they?

They want to
Be acknowledged
And told how great
They are

And told about
How much they do
For others

And on and on
And on
Blah blah blah
Blah blah

I need no
Acknowledgement
Or praise
No awards

Just do the job
And get on
With life

And I'm happy
Being lazy
Doing the minimum

No
I haven't made
Anyone "proud"

I haven't received
A distinguished
Service award

And that is cool
If people are awarded

Millions of people
Doing their jobs
What they need to do

And they aren't getting
Any awards

This person
Isn't going to be
Home for a while
For a few hours

I'm going here

I'm doing this
We're going there

Do you ever shut
The bleep up?

NOBODY CARES
IDIOT!

She still announces
That she is
Going to the market

Did it ever occur
To you
That I don't care

What you are doing
Or where you are going?

No
I don't think it has

Because you're
So **** stupid

It's the money
That gives him
His sense of importance

Money is the root
Of all evil

I won't be here for Christmas
I don't at all care
You're just a dying body
Sitting over there

Nobody Tells Me
What to do

Nobody

I hope I have made
Myself perfectly clear

They don't understand
Why I don't want to
Spend 40 hours a week
At some office

I work part time

Too many interests

Money is power

The more money you have
The more important of a person
You are

That's a horrible thing
To teach someone

I don't know what
To say

He keeps doing the same
Things
At the same times

They despise me
Because I'm poor
Money is their master

In this corrupt
Financial system

There will be no
Christmas party
For me to attend

I will be driving around
Looking at decorations
Perhaps Christmas day
Will be spent

Partly at a park
Partly at a Starbucks
If it is open

Will it be
An attack on our grid
An atom bomb

What calamite
Or catastrophe
Will befall this country?

Who knows
I am a man with
Not much of a social life

It used to be
That you could find
A decent job

And move out
Of your parent's home

I guess not anymore
I'm 30
And with my education
I can't find anything

I think I'll always live here

America I think will be
Closer to a third world
Nation

In a few years

After spending
So much time alone

I just didn't care

I decided I was
Going to do
The minimum

Work a part time job
And spend more time alone

No where to go
Nothing to do

No female friend
To hug
Or care for

All a stupid
Stupid dream

And so I dug a small hole
In the ground

And I sang this song

"Nobody likes me
Everybody hates me
I think I'll eat some worms
Fat ones skinny ones...."

It never mattered how much
I worked out
Or how intelligent I was
Or my many varied interests
And hobbies

There was never a female friend
And all the prayers
To meet one
Were never answered
Because Jesus doesn't care
About some of the things
I want

So I just sat on in the park
On a yoga mat

I don't mean
To look
At ******
And pornographic
Images on the internet

But because I have
Never had a girlfriend
My needs are never met

Better not to dream
Of caring or
Loving women at all

I'll always be alone
Oh the misery of it all

No jobs
No future

No future
For Americans

Poverty,poverty, poverty
Martial Law

No jobs
No future
Just a collapsed economy
And martial law

Maybe food shortages and starvation
Hold on to your hats!

Welcome to the end
America

Corrupt leaders
And politicians

An economic system
That is destined to fail

They still don't get it
The Lord is
Going to destroy this land

They are oblivious

A nation that legalizes abortion
And gay marriage

And they will think everything
Will continue as it always has

Right up until the end

Wandering Wandering Wandering

No jobs
Forever stuck
In this home

I'm tired
Of this

Hey
Guess what I found out the other day?

Submit proof of employment this year
Or the loan program will take the funds away

Well. that's okay
I'd like to work in a low performing school
That way they can help me pay a bit of the student loans back
The problem is I can't find a full time job

But I got the credential in summer of 2013
And I still can't find a job

Oh well, I doubt I ever will

The credit card is almost maxed out
I graduated from college seven years ago
Then got another 16 months of education

I am almost 30

The money
The money

I need the money again
And there are no jobs

Oh well
The American dollar is worthless

Anyway

Tired of this place

Why does she still say "Your mother"

Just say "I"

I'm tired of this


This New America *****
No jobs and we have to live at home
With our parents
Ugh

All forces beyond
My control
It doesn't matter anymore

America is doomed

Day after day
Month after month
Still no job

I guess I'll just go to the gym
And hit golf ***** again

And listen to my podcasts

No jobs
No future
For young Americans

I need money
And its not funny

There are some things
I would like to buy

I never have money
And I'm not sure why

There Are No Jobs
No future for America

Economic collapse
Marshall Law is soon to come
Have food and water stored

Terrible times are coming
Terrible times are coming

No future
No future
America has been ruined
Our economy ruined
Our future ruined

Ruined, ruined, ruined
And with all my education
I have -$19 dollars in my bank account

I do not ******* care
At all
I am going to go for a walk
A walk in the mountains

I sent her the email
Asked her to transfer the money
The money, the money,
The worthless ******* dollars
Devalued dollars

That I never have
I do not care
I do not care

My therapist is leaving
Leaving me

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

Who cares
About money
Anymore

So I have some bills to pay
Who cares

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

So who cares!
No money yesterday
Or today

And I feel fine
I can say

Sometimes
I'd like to hang out
With friendly people

But they are never there
And whatever God
Or creator

Doesn't care

I'd like to meet
More friends
But that is highly unlikely

And so
I'll retreat
To the mountains

When our country
Is totally ruined

I wonder if
There will be
Any people there

Probably not I guess

There are no more
People anymore

Why is life so empty
And unfulfilling
Why is it lonely

Why Why Why

I don't want to work
Back to back days

I don't have a girlfriend
And no one gives me a hug

I want to go on hikes
In Tibet

I want
I need
I need
I want

Blah blah
Blah blah

The world does not care
About my wants and needs

The world does not need saving

Stop asking, "How are you?"
What a stupid question

I know who I am
And what I am

You will never know how

This week is the last week
I will work two days
In a week
Ever

******
I messed up my schedule

If I ever get to leave
This American home

In my new residence
There will be no television

No need for it anymore
Check the news online

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

Blah Blah Blah

Any work
Is good work
No matter

How meaningless
Degrading
Pointless

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

Like in the documentary
I'm watching

Well
I can tell you

There are no
Part time summer jobs
Here in California

No place but here
Incredibly strange
Only the present
Keep mind in the present
There are no problems

No plans to leave
Happy to live here
No plans for
My own place
I do not care

Content to
Do what I love
A few days each week

I like to watch
Women have *******
On chaturbate

I love to sneak a peek

No reason to trust

This person
Could be a gnostic

Or a mason
Or a pagan

I wish my therapist
Hadn't left

I trusted her to stay
I understand why
She had to go

Still
Was nice to
Meet with her
Each week

Oh well

The Italians dreamed of glory
Italian tacticians made many mistakes
The british surprised them on Dec. 9
British armor raced along the Libyan coast

Coastal towns had been turned into fortresses
They proved to be no match for the
Highly mobile British forces

One after another the towns fell to the British
The Italian army was trapped
By 1941 the British occupied the eastern half of Libya

Feb 12, 1941
Rommel took control of the Africa Corps
2 armored divisions
8000 men and 135 tanks  
Plus the light infantry division

On April 1, the Germans
Mark III and Mark IV tanks  
Outranged the British
The British were pushed back into Egypt

However one division remained in Tobruk
The infamous and stubborn rats of Tobruk

Tobruk held on at first
Barely enough food and water to stay alive

Tobruk was needed by the Germans
For their supply chain

Rommel said he would finish Tobruk for good
It fell on June 1 1942

Montgomery took control at El Alamein
Lend lease supplies came in

Axis shipping was badly damaged
By Allied air strikes


Oct 23, 1942
The British forces moved to the assembly areas

The First Battle of El Alamein began
The British halted the Axis forces from
Advancing into Egypt

Oct. 24, 1942
A vast troop convoy
Set sail from American ports
The next day, two convoys left Britain

El Alamein was the first great offensive
It coincided with the Battle of Stalingrad
And the Battle of Guadalcanal

The narrator said,
"El Alamein had been the end of the beginning.
For the Axis powers
It was now the beginning of the end."

Churchill said,
"It may almost be said, 'Before Alamein we never had a victory.
After Alemein we never had a defeat.'

I wasn't at work
I hardly work at all

I don't have a fulfilling career
And I don't care

I am confident in man's ability
To destroy

I was called a liar
This morning
I've been called
Many negative things

Some are true
Some are not

I have watched gay ****
But am not gay

It is the money
That gives people
The right to judge

The money
That gives them their power

American dollars
Who will be elected this time?
I could care less

I'm just hear to do the minimum

I'll march to the beat
Of my own drum

And I won't be here for Christmas

I masturbated while writing this poem
Lol

It's 4:25 am

I live in a quiet suburb

In middle class southern California

I only work part time

Because that's all I can find

I have an akward shoulder

That is permanent


If you as me how I am

I'll say "good" or "fine"


Maybe I don't think much

About this life


So I can't go out

And meet any women

Because I'm poor


Hours alone

At the gym

I'm such a bore

I never get a great body

Or anything like that


I'll always be

Just plain old Matt


Same dull expression

Same miserable frown


A painful existence

F* this town


Nowhere to go

Nothing to do


I guess I have problems

How about you?


I'll just repeat the same

Leisure activities  

Over and over again


I enjoy golf

And I play it all alone


I learned that Jesus

Doesn't care one bit

About my akward body

And he won't heal my shoulder

Like he healed people in the Bible


Ugly and alone

Forever alone


Wandering on mountain trails

Stupid, meaningless planet


Nothing to do

Except keep on keeping on


At least I live for the benefit

Of others

At least I try to serve the needs of the people


After a lifetime of working out

I get to have an akward body

I guess that *****


And most people are liars

Like my therapist

Who left


Sometimes I eat too many carbs

Life is a type of death

Who cares


Absurdity of absurdities

The world is cold and empty


Hiking on mountain trails

Banging hiking sticks against rocks

Deficating on the side of the trail


I don't have a nice car

Or a pretty girlfriend


Women ignore me

Because I don't even feel

Comfortable in this akward body


Who cares

Some old friends don't call

Anymore


Who cares


Alone on the driving range

Hitting golf *****


Just like I told the therapist

I would be


The day World War III started

I didn't f* care

Just sat in a tree

Eating a pear


Just wanted normal shoulders

For goodness sake

Is that so much to ask?


Didn't want to be rich

Or famous


I don't think

I was ever suppose to feel anything

Just a bunch of random

And meaningless times


Followed by the end


Life is a type of death


And it's hard to tell
The night time
From the day

I'm losing all my highs and lows
Funny how the feeling goes away

And I won't get married


Life is stupid
Life is dumb
Turns out it isn't
Very much fun

F** American society
And nobody cares

Glued to their wireless devices

I'm alone standing over there

My akward ugly body

This isn't a nice poem

Life is brutal, cruel, lonely


I want to have a female friend

American politics are some kind of joke


Just a bunch of random experiences
No woman to hug or care for
No woman to be my friend
My prayers go unanswered

Good wishes to you I send

I was asked how old I was
She said 30 was young
Told me I had plenty of time

I just smiled and told her
That I'm not concerned with age

30 feels the same as 60 to me

People and their concern with age
Who cares?

Just be thankful for today
No one knows how long they

Will live

A World that is falling away
A body that is in continual decay

Continually filling myself
With food each day

Not even two bowls
Of popped corn
With brummel and brown
Made the empty feeling go away

I guess it is this environment
That gets me down

Not enough love in my life
That makes me frown

And to have to live
With a mindless human being
The rest of her days
Spent in front of the news
It seems

I like my job
And I want to do it everyday
Also I have bills to pay

But in America
There is not enough work
Anymore

For America there
Are hard times in store

We must learn an inner solitude
We must learn to penetrate things
And find God there

Nothing in all creation
Is so like God
As stillness

My existence depends on the nearness
And the presence of God

You can find me in my room
My refuge in a home
I have lived in for too long

Eating my bowl of hamhock soup with beans
Recording Churchill's speeches on my iphone
What a good man he was

We must stand up to evil
Stand up to those who threaten liberal democracies

But in America today
Our greatest enemy lies within, not without

Our own government not holding fast
To the principles upon which it was founded

False illusions that this economic situation
Is under control

Like bailouts,stimulus packages, jobs bills,
Regulation in industry, unconstitutional power grabs,
Dismissal of historical laws, changes in the legislative process
And changes in checks and balaces of power

We have a false sense of security
Big government is hurting us
Not helping us

TSA pat downs
NSA privacy intrusions

Destabilazation
Over arching centralized government model
Begins to take control

A New World Order
Is what they have planned
No more national sovereignty

I'm not going to the FEMA camp

You can find me in my room
My refuge in a home
I have lived in for too long

Eating my bowl of hamhock soup with beans
Recording Churchill's speeches on my iphone
What a good man he was

We must stand up to evil
Stand up to those who threaten liberal democracies

But in America today
Our greatest enemy lies within, not without

Our own government not holding fast
To the principles upon which it was founded

False illusions that this economic situation
Is under control

Like bailouts,stimulus packages, jobs bills,
Regulation in industry, unconstitutional power grabs,
Dismissal of historical laws, changes in the legislative process
And changes in checks and balaces of power

We have a false sense of security
Big government is hurting us
Not helping us

TSA pat downs
NSA privacy intrusions

Destabilazation
Over arching centralized government model
Begins to take control

A New World Order
Is what they have planned
No more national sovereignty

I'm not going to the FEMA camp

What a frigging bore
The guy works and works
A meaningless chore

Could have retired
Quite some time ago
But wasted money

And always needed more
You know

So this is for the people
That are slaves to dollar bills

Working their whole lives away
Isn't it a thrill

They talk about work and money
Every single day

Can't seem to think of
Anything else

They waste their lives away

I would rather
Be a substitute

No conferences
And 11 hour days

And besides
I won't make that much more
Teaching full time

Just barely enough
Maybe to have a small apartment
Or live with a roomate

I will stay in this home
No need to leave
No need for more money

No thanks
To the dull drudgery
Of a full time job

And what to do in the summer?

I do not know
Hike and relax

Human life is relatively short

One thing I can say for certain is,
"No thanks to the dull drudgery
Of a full time job."

Maybe I'm just
A brain
Floating in space

Attached to
An akward body

Do I
Even exist
At all?

I'm tired
Of this place

Of Earth

I think
It is pretty ******

God guy
Or whoever
You are

We are growing
Weary
Waiting for
The Jesus guy

How many more years
Decades
Will we wait

Who knows

It's an empty world
Full of emptiness
And loneliness

I fell asleep
For an hour
Or two

Woke up
And thought
I had slept
Through the night

But is was 5 p.m.
Not 5 a.m.

But it's all the same to me

Nothing changes
Just rearranges

No woman to hug
No one to love

I'll go climb a tree

The only thing I know
Is that I don't know

The individual
Exists as part of
An organic system

Some people want
To be strong
Others smart

I don't know
What I want

Almost 31 years
I expect some big
Catastrophe to come

Hopefully I will
Have enough money
To buy another pair
Of glasses by then

I really don't know
What to do with myself
Or what to think
Of human existence

There is always more
Of this place
Whatever it is

Always more
Of this life experience

*** bores me
Some good feeling
I guess
Then it ends

Well, I've never
Had *** actually

Eat, sleep
Then eat again

Really kind of a lame planet
Sure, there are beautiful things
I don't know

I guess having a female friend
Would make life enjoyable

But I suppose
I'll never get one of those

It's 6 am, It's 6 pm
Both the same
The day
As same as the night

Nothing ever
Happens here
And I find it

Quite idiotic
And quite queer

I was am just a brain
Floating in space
I ate some humus
Would you like a taste?

2013-- No job
2014-- No job
2015-- No job

hahahah America
What a f** joke
And with all my education
I'll never get to leave this **** home

Nothing leads to nothing
I always say

First comes
April

And then May

The flowers they will bloom
Then the summer
Will be here soon

Workout
And exercise
Oh what fun

Life is for the living
We'll one day
All be done

First I went here
And then I went there

Some meaningless times
I tried to show care

My female companion
Does not come

And so I wander
The mountains
Underneath the sun

Welcome to human life
Isn't it fun?

Mind free of concepts
On and on
Emptiness of life
Not grasping or clinging

Senseless present moments
Flow like water
Nothing leads to nothing

It was all there from the beginning
An interconnected web