I am thinking of the days
When our American way of life has gone away

Jade Helm will be commencing soon
In this month of June

Armored vehicles on the streets
There rationing food now
They will tell you how much
You will be allowed to eat

The government and banksters paved the way
Amassing a monumental debt
They could never pay

Our economy teeters on the brink
Our economy will soon sink

They will violate our Constitutional rights

Now they're knocking on your door

History repeats itself
It is the same as before
Shades of Stalin and ****** too
Forced removal of citizens
It's what happened to the Jews

Some say, "It could never happen here."
Young people glued media
Clueless to the danger near

Give me Liberty
Or give me death

I believe in those words until
My very last breath

Our 18V Black & Decker Vacuum
Just keeps on Going
Lightweight and powerful

Just empty the filter
I hit the filter to remove the dust
Now the filter is like new again

Just keep this vacuum charged
Works well for car seats and floors
And carpets and corners of my room too

Just keeps going and going
A marvel of modern technology

Yeshua is in me
And I'm outside of time

The bride of Christ Jesus
Knows the hour is late

A trigger event
In NYC
A false flag event, an explosion

Three days of darkness
A fiery asteroid
A worldwide earthquake

The heavens and the earth shall shake
On that great and terrible day of the Lord

The return of the Nephilim
The beast from the sea shall rise

America Mystery Babylon
Will have a new leader soon
Barack Obama, the coming antichrist

Now is a good time
To repent of your sins
To draw near to Yeshua of Nazareth

These are the end times
Sleepers awake
On the edge of eternity

There is always a distraction
And the ones that never see
Are spiritually blinded
Pray for the lukewarm and the lost

Yeshua of Nazareth Is Lord

There is no loudspeaker
Giving orders about
What must be done

At this time
Or at that time

At a job interview
I was once asked
Where I saw myself
In five years?

I made something up
Don't know where I will be
In 5 days
Let alone five years


I am drifting
From time to time

*** looks like
It would feel good

Yes I am a ******
And all the beautiful women

I guess it doesn't matter
How strong I am
Or how many weights I lift

I have no plans
For full time

I do not love money

A total of probably about 120,000
Was spent on my education

And I make twice
The minimum wage
Lol

Panda Express
Good going down

Hmm
Too filling now it seems

I feel the need to go jog it off
And eat some fruit

Yes Maddeline
******* Are appropriate for you
Soft and silky
Comfy cozy
I feel so femme in them
I am so feminine in them

After all
There is not much there to support anyhow
One day
I am going to own tons of gorgeous lingerie
I feel content and so feminine
In my *******

It is my loving feminine spirit
That will shine through
Each day of my life

Some work at health stores
Others at markets

Some are teachers, lawyers, or doctors
Others clean homes

Some teach yoga classes

Whatever they do
They are paid paper dollars
This means they can buy things
And pay their bills

I do not have any paper dollars
Neither does the American middle class
The now dwindling middle class

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

If I am ever kicked out
I will simply live
As an ascetic

In the park

With my yoga mat

Eating the food here

I waved to my friend
The park dweller once
And he waved to me

$46.90 the city charged me
For parking the car on the street overnight

Seems a bit much
But the city needs the revenue

No jobs in this city
Or anywhere for that matter

No future for Californians

I am part
Of the environment

At the gym
I become part
Of what the people
Are doing

In my room,
I exist
As part of the environment

On the suburban streets
I am a part
Of what occurs
On the street

And I'm always alone

I hoped to be a teacher
But it doesn't seem
Like I will

I used to enjoy talking
To the therapist

Now I go to a chatroom
To hear human voices there

Isolated and poor
Without a role
In society
A 21st century American

The answer is still no
I do as I please

And aren't I just
The bees knees

No plans to move
From this room

When it comes to money
I don't care

I have barely enough
To pay the bills
Lying over there

I'm not reporting
To any office
Or a boss

I'll keep my independence
Even if poverty is the cost

Yes I'm a part time worker
Just as happy as can be

No
I don't need
More money

A "position"

They are referred to
As positions

Positions
As part of a program

And why would I want
A position?

A full time position

More money
More obnoxious people
To deal with?

I'll pass

Call me lazy
I don't care

I am poor
Who cares

What does one do
With money anyway

Food, Water
And shelter

That's all I need

Part time
Suits me fine

Was it nice
To work
Five days this week?

Someone was asked me
Well, the amount of days
Doesn't matter much to me

Sometimes
When the clock strikes three
I would rather be
Sitting underneath a tree

A few days of work
Each week is fine with me

But anything more
It becomes a bore
Perhaps even a bit of a chore

Five days a week
Is fine sometimes

But I'll definitely never
Ever work full time

Someone said I had
To work forty hours a week

There is no pinnacle
No Peak

Calm and still
Like the valleys below
One day you may learn
The universal flow

It's an empty world it seems

Kind and loving women
Are in my dreams

I think it's kind of stupid
And I think it's kind
Of funny

When I hear people
Bla bla blabbing
About the money

And I'm just
Not that concerned
About the money

I think it is
Awfully foolish
And a bit funny

How people
Of all ages
Can't stop blabbing
About money

The FED can print more and more
But any layman
Can see what's in store

Our currency is debased
I should learn to enjoy canned foods
Maybe I'll have to learn
To enjoy the taste

A 40 hour work week
What a bunch of b*

I sat around the house
And filled my belly full

The less you work
The more these
Money grubbers
Dislike you

I'd rather to other things
Than make money

And I think it's awfully foolish
And I think it is kind of funny
How people keep blabbing
Blabbing about the money

I was born into wealth
A middle class
American family

And Id be content
To live in the park
Lighting incense candles
In the dark

Doing the minimum
And being lazy
That's not
What most people do
And that's not okay
To those who worship money

Well to these judgemental people
I'm here to say
Forget you

It's my life
And I'm going to do
What I want to do

Born into wealth
Yep it's true

I'll let others
Be worried
About the money

I'm here to inherit
My parents' wealth
Relax, And do things
That are good
For my health

So go ahead
And judge me
For not caring
That much
About money

Jesus have mercy on us all
A terrible time is coming
Have mercy on me Jesus
For my wicked thoughts and deeds

Do not rely on the strength
Of your own flesh

God is greatest

We will not live with fear in our hearts!


Dear Brother in Christ Jesus,

I corresponded with Greg Evenson back around October of last year. I shared with him the rapid deterioration of the situation in San Antonio, TX. I felt in my heart that my wife and needed to leave San Antonio. Greg agreed and recommended that we leave as soon as possible. We sold all of our possessions that have no value to us any more and moved to a northern Rocky Mountain state (that you know quite well). One thing we didn't escape was the chem trails. :(

Several nights ago I had an extremely vivid dream. It started in our old neighborhood. There were multiple fires burning and there were bodies in the street. Then, I drifted upward and saw the city of San Antonio. There were literally hundreds of fires burning and black smoke filled the sky. I saw a mob of people marching towards the north side (more affluent part of town). Again, dead bodies littered the streets. Military, both US and white NATO vehicles were all over the city.

At this point I drifted very high into the air. I saw the entire lower 48 states of the USA, with the individual states outlined. Smoke was billowing from virtually every major city and some mid-sized cities that seemed to be in strategic locations.

I remember having the thought, "When?" A loud clear voice gave a one word answer, "SOON!"

I woke up, praying for all of our brothers and sisters in the Lord. I also prayed for all the watchmen that have been on the wall.

Steve, my wife and I have been in the ministry for over 30 years. We believe that God has prepared a new congregation for us to minister to "wherever" we end up (NOT A FEMA CAMP)!

May the Lord continue the work He has given you, Pastor Nathan, Greg, Dave, the Haggman's and everyone else serving on the wall. May His protection surround you all.

In the Name of Jesus Christ our Lord!

Should you publish this:

Precious Saints, make haste and prepare physically, mentally, and most of all SPIRITUALLY! Don't fall into the trap of thinking that because you are a Chistian that you are immune to the coming turmoil. You, like our brothers and sisters in Syria, Iraq, and in multiple African nations, are the targets.

To those who are spiritually "on the fence," QUIT PLAYING GAMES WITH YOUR SOUL! The old saying that you aren't guaranteed a tomorrow is more true than ever before. REPENT and accept Jesus as your Savior NOW!

With URGENT Sincerity,PASTOR P.K.

Choosing Paths
These humans are

Life for the self
And love the self
Some people choose this way

Self-image, cars, and the house
They had everything
(Or so they thought)

Not focusing on the self
One should let go
Accept disgrace willingly
(I'm working on that)

Existing for the needs of others
Empty the "self"
And you will become full

The thirty spokes depend
Upon the wheel's hub
The center is empty

Being empty
One can walk about
Without fear of rhinoceros or tiger

There is no place for
The horn to enter
No place for the
Tiger's claw to strike

The tao is like water
It flows to the low place
Which men abhor
It nourishes all things
Without striving

The man of Tao is child-like
I keep smiling throughout the day
Laughing to myself

They all seem to be taking it
A bit too seriously at times

A man I know
Is a man of the world
A business man working
At some store

Perhaps I look dull
And seem confusing to him

He is a man I see often
And have had a few
Conversations about this and that

He is a good guy
Talking to people
And is friendly

He asks how I am
I just say "Hi, and "take care"
As he walks on

Tonight I ponder his question
How am I?
Well, fairly content
I had some good lime juice

I enjoyed my walk to the nature park
And it is relaxing to place
The ice pack on my
Strained neck and shoulder

Most all people are beautiful
Their personalities are wonderful
Most all people just want to be love and be loved

There are many people on this earth
About 7 billion I think

Overall though
It is a primitive race
This human race

We still don't use natural resources wisely
And there are still corrupt governments
This human race still can't live in peace

There will always be those evil people unfortunately
At the heads of government
Or in positions of power
That make life miserable for others

I guess some things never change

Just do your best
To treat others with respect
Remember your fellow man and woman
How they struggle like you have
Showing loving compassion to them

People get old
People die

Don't expect me
To sit around and cry

And I won't be at
The funeral

That **** thing
Is a bore

Somewhat of
An obnoxious chore

Life is for the living

So if you are dying

Do what you have to do
Just go ahead
And pass on through

Isn't the saying
"Have a nice day"
Obnoxious?

She is such an idiot

Told her a thousand times
I don't know what that means

She'll keep repeating it though
Over and over

I won't care
At all when she dies

Have a day
I don't care if it's nice
Or terrible

Have a day
Drink your coffee
And go away

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

People don't care
They'll take the money
And run

So there...

They'll lie to you

The world is not giving me
What I desire

Hello
Friend who left

You don't care
You were just pretending

The situation is inherently transformable
Because reality flows
We can't really drown
We are carried along by the flow

The impermanence idea goes pretty deep
Anatman view is that
External things are ephemeral
The self is not something we can rely on

Western thinkers
Thinking there is a permanent self

Buddhism
Physical body
Feelings change
Perceptions or the label that you put on experiences
Reaction to the things around you
Consciousness fluctuates
Our attention can fluctuate dramatically

The question of permanence and changed
Was wrestled with by Greek philosophers

Personal identity
What is it that makes us us?
Some say it is memory
Some say it is physical continuity as well

What is it that is reborn?
The cycle of rebirth

What is the self?
There isn't a self
But something we can refer to
Something that she did yesterday
The person I am now
Is based on the person I was then
There is a causal chain

The day my father dies
I won't care at all

I'll remember he
Was sometimes decent

But a rude
And obnoxious idiot
Most of all

I'll remember
All the hateful
Mean and small
Things that he said

And like Carlton
From that
Fresh Prince episode

I'll be at the funeral
"Just to make sure he's dead"

Hahahaha

"We'll let you keep the money"

He said

You should go down to Play It Again Sports
And sell those golf bags

Great, 20 bucks or something

I don't care about money

Which I have explained to you before

But you don't seem to understand

I won't ever work
Than two to three days a week

But you care most about money
So I understand
With your BMW
And your suburban home
Congratulations
You have made it

Money money Money
Money money money money
Money money money
Money money money money

A man's life should be about
The acquisition of money
Money Money and more money!

You are honestly the most obnoxious
Person I have ever met

Any feelings of kindness I had
Toward you no longer exist

Just go away
Leave me alone

The American economy
Continues to decline
And is propped up
By the Fed

There is no more middle class

Why should I care about money?

I'm just here to do the minimum
So *******

Go back to your routine
Or whatever you do

I could care less

You are an obnoxious person

If you mention money again
To me
I may beat your face in

So shut your ******* mouth

Transhumanists, posthumanists
Robots and drones
Technocrats
Globally economies crashing

The world will hate
What it does not understand

I wear plain clothes
I am a plain man
No one notices me
I will keep the truth in my heart

I guess I'll always be alone
Women don't like me you know
My ***** is too small

It would have been nice to be a woman
To feel a well-hung stud thrusting deep inside me
It would have been nice to have a feminine form
To play with my rabbit *******

Oh well, You can't always get what you want
As the song goes

I am a very boring person
I enjoy the outdoors
I enjoy golf
I will do my duty

I guess life as a human being isn't all that great after all
To live is to suffer

Buddham, Saranam, Gacchami
Stone faced Buddha

I'm tougher than you
I will not cry

Bring the pain, bring the suffering
Bring the pointlessness of it all

I hate this home
Once I leave I don't ever want to see it again

Stone faced Buddha
Heart full of emptiness

I will win
Win, win, win
For all times

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

I want women
To be be mean
To me

To laugh at
Me too

I guess women will
Always ignore me

There is nothing I can do

When you see me sitting in my tight kaki pants
With my adorable Christmas sweater
Yes, I am even wearing my *******
White ******* of course
Because I am pure
I am a ******
I am seriously considering
Remaining a ****** for life
It will be up to my mistress to decide
If I will ever get to have ******* with her

Do you see me developing
Do you see me grow?

I have opened myself completely for you
Through your loving care
I am learning to love my true self more and more

Thank you for commenting that I looked radiant
Do you see the sweet feminine smile on my face

Matt is not my name
That is a man's name
I am not a man, nor was I ever one

I'm a woman
I have the soul of a woman
You have helped replenish and restore me
Through our faith in Jesus

I'm so excited
As you continue to watch over me
Nothing is more fulfilling
Than making you proud of me

I just want to ask you
If you could please call me Maddeline
Thank you Liz

All was quiet
All was calm

And then our enemy
Dropped the bomb

A nuke perhaps
Or maybe an EMP

Life will change
For you and me

"We're shooting a ****
And we need a bottom"

The guy on
The reality t.v. show
Says in a flippant
Joking manner
To his friend

Why couldn't they
Have removed this
Or censored it?

It's not okay
To mock gay people

Or the way they choose
To make love

I found it offensive

Yes
I've fantasized
About men
I'll admit

Powerful men

I've thought about
What it would be like
To be a woman


Please don't mock the gay community


It's offensive
And rude

I am making steel cut oatmeal
Would you care for some?

It is high in soluble fiber
And has essential vitamins and minerals too

Perhaps an avocado
Some raisins or dried apricots
Would be good too

I also have yogurt
Toast and peanut butter
Sugar plum tomatoes too

I could also make you hot chocolate
With whipped cream

Or chamomile tea
If you prefer to drink a bit more healthy

Please enjoy your breakfast with me

God's son
Jesus of Nazareth
He loves me and you

This life is so hard
You know this is true

A terrible time is coming soon
There is nothing we can do
They have great
Military force too

The globalists don't care
Please be prepared
And pray if you believe

America will not be the same





SEAL MAN UPDATE;WAR WITH RUSSIA HAS ALREADY STARTED -US SERVICE MEN AND WOMEN TO BE STUCK OVERSEAS

Friends and family are going to be stuck over seas, killed overseas and everyone back here is clueless. My nieces husband is suppose to be coming home from Iraq on September 4th, imagine how I felt knowing the likelihood of that is about 10% as she told me this with her young son in her arms. I'm ******.

All indications that I have seen lead to a perceived U.S. ground war with Russia overseas, I know it's bold to say, but this is what I believe, it's happening now via NATO troops, and there are U.S. troops heavily involved. Something like this has to happen now, so there is a reason/distraction from the main reason all these military drills and equipment placement is being conducted, which is the fast approaching planet and its debris tail. The military escalation is offering an additional reason to implement martial law if the race riots/civil unrest does not happen soon. This is multi-faceted, with the primary goal being marshal law. Also, this is compartmentalized, so the troops involved (even high level officers) in this don’t realize this is all choreographed.



From FOX today: "US SECRETARY OF STATE ASH CARTER (he just replaced Kerry for this specific action) ANNOUNCES US is sending weapons, aircraft, commandos and enhanced intelligence capabilities to help NATO defend against growing security threats in Europe". They are letting us know, but no one is paying attention. This is choreographed.



Because of this, I believe a cataclysmic/major chaos event (possibly the beginning of a war) is just around the corner, there has to be a sizable distraction very very soon, before the public, those sleeping, realize what our government has gotten us into and lied to us about. Everyone is believing an asteroid event is coming, it's a lie. Anything resembling an asteroid hitting the earth, is from earth, we did it, it will be holographic. There eventually will be asteroids, but they come later, during what is referred to in the bible as Gods Wrath.



I'm sticking to my assessment Steve. The Popes visit will be on the heels of orchestrated chaos, which avenue of chaos? The avenue the computer program (Jade Helm) picks here very soon. The Pope arriving on the heels of chaos will insure his messages will be heard, and the beginning of the acceptance of his messages. We have several big time alternative media moguls showing signs of stress. These reporters are now seeing that what they have been reporting on is actually fact and coming true, this just wasn't entertainment like many of them were led to believe. Many of these reporters have been made promises and lied too, and they are now finding out they have been used, that is why you see them freaking out, they now realize they are dead once this starts.



Repent and be baptized in the name of Jesus Christ of Nazareth. Pray for your family, friends, neighbors and countrymen.

SealMan..........

Stop Saying Good
You obnoxious people

I am tired of a meaningless pointless word
That has no meaning

It's much more complicated
When asked how they are
They say "good"

When asked how their day was they say "good"

Stop being so repetitive

Please be more creative than that
And turn of the **** television
Or I will turn it off permanently
*Smash!

I keep
These human beings
Far away

That is where
They belong

And where they
Will stay

So stay away
Stay away
Stay away from me

I would rather be alone
Sitting under this tree

Stop asking
If it was a "nice day"

A day doesn't have
That quality

It's a day

Don't talk to me

Watch the news
Play on your dumb iphone

Figured out how
To use it yet?


Take your pills
Watch your news channel

You are my friend

But ****
You are annoying

Please World
Don't be mad at me

For being poor
And for only
Wanting to work
Part time

Please world
Don't be mad
At me

I don't want
To be a homeowner

I don't want
To work a 40
And 50 hour
Work week

Please world
Don't be mad
At me

I'm poor
I live at home
Lived here
Since October

Of 1997

Please world
Don't be mad
At me

For enjoying
Poverty
And simplicity

She has a pocket rocket
She keeps in her glove box

She drives commando
Red light stops are quite a thrill

She loves the idea of being caught
By someone in a truck
Looking down and seeing her pleasure herself

Naughty naughty fun

Why! Why!
Why was I born in America?

Another lonely day
Tears they pour
Down my face

I do believe in
Some kind of grace

I dream of foreign lands
A community of friends
That's a plan

To spend time
With people
Underneath the sun

I'm alone in America
That is not much fun

My therapist pretended
She went away

Some say these are
The end of days

I walk I wander

I used to enjoy sharing my poems
With my therapist

Then she left

Too bad

I would like
To share my poems
With someone

Maybe I should join
Some poetry readers club

I'm happy to share
My poems with you

Let's write and read
Them together
So we will feel less blue

Occasionally
I'll get a few likes

Rarely twenty
Or maybe a few more

I daydream
Of ages past
And forgotten lore

Logging my thoughts
On this poetry site

Maybe I'll get a like or two
For this poem

I just might

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

There's money
Profits to be made

And I don't have the money
Or a steady job

Why should I care?

I'm living off
The fat of the land

I'll work some

But never 40 hours a week
It doesn't interest me

I graduated college
In the year 2008

I have $2.88
In my checking account

I like youtube documentaries
And fresh fruits

I spend many hours
At the gym

I used to see a therapist
But she left me

I see my three friends
A few times a year

I refuse to work
A 40 hour work week

I know one day
The markets will
Be out of food

One day life will become
Terrible

I am a human being
I was born to suffer
Pointlessly

I talk to women
In an adult chat room

And pleasure myself
While they pleasure themselves
On their chaturbate cams

I enjoy Ovaltine

I would play golf
But I can't afford it

Everything costs money
And I don't have any

Jesus was poor
I'm poor too

Middle class Americans
Love money

I don't care
About money

So is human life
Some type of computer

I wish I had
A different body type

Oh well
Better stop wishing
Can't change it

Earth is just
Some big computer

From the home
To the job site
Back to the home

But there is no
Job for me

At least there is golf
I can't play that much
Because I can't afford it

Money, money, money
I never have the money

Poor and poor again

In this economy
I just can't win

From the gym
To the hiking trails
To the driving range
To the golf course

This is my life
And I have no intention
Of trying to find a good "job"

There are none
That I can find

Content to be poor
Never able to leave
This home
Oh well

I just don't care

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

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

To help me pay the bills

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

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

A negative balance
Soon to come

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

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

These people ****

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

I am 30 years old
I spend my life alone

I am poor
I cannot find a job

I have no money

I guess I'll just lie here
And listen to
World at War

Then I'll walk to the gym
To save gas