Lol I'm part time
Full time

Inside my home
I created my home
It's my room

You stay out
You here

And when the homeowners die
This place will be mine

I never bought into
A 50 hr work week
To live in some apartment

So I'll stay here

I get bored sometimes
I guess I will go hit more golf *****
Would be nice to have a job

Oh well
In the new America
Young people can't find jobs
Despite their education

Our nations drowns in debt

Everyone was
So happy
And secure

Here in America

And in a heartbeat
My how things have changed

Suburban households
Are on food rations

Shipments
To markets
Are infrequent

Hyper-Inflation

On top of that
The power grid
Keeps failing

After the EMP attack
They get it going
For a while
And then it fails

It was only a matter
Of time

And I knew it would happen

And we weren't prepared

Sure we had a few months
Of food prepared

But that was all

We should have had years ready

Like an old man
I move slow and steady

Never know
When my next meal will be
In America
The land of misery

And the drones keep
A constant eye out
To make sure

You stay at home

If you're out
Past 11

A UN ******
May put a bullet
In your dome

No longer
A citizen
With your rights

And with their
High tech gear
The military forces
Own the night

Life is fleeting
And it seems to me

That there may be a disaster coming
That will bring great misery

And everything
Is always so **-hum
My family sits arounds
And twiddles their thumbs

Don't have
All the necessary
Emergency gear

A troubling time
May be quite near...

Men with guns
Beware of them

Shouting orders
Telling people where to go

Our freedoms lost
Our national sovereignty at an end

Oh look
FEMA detention centers
Being brought into my state

"These are portable FEMA detention centers. These mini detention centers are in Washington, Idaho, Montana, Oregon and now have crossed the border into California. Where is the outrage?  Is anyone really naive enough to believe the presence of these structures, in conjunction with the commencement of Jade Helm is merely a coincidence"

FEMA detention centers are not okay
A terrible time is on its way

One day
In my life
Something hard will come
Something difficult

For me
Maybe for many Americans

And so many people
Take everything for granted
In this country

I guess I've just read
Too much history

Peace and prosperity
Not a guarantee

And neither is
Three meals a day

I'm kind of glad
In a way
I've had a difficult life
In some ways

I'm more ready
Than some people

When difficult times come
You'll see
Who people really are
What their character is like

I was once asked
If I had a "nice day"

Meanwhile
Food and other goods
Stopped coming
To the port of L.A.

There are groups
Of starving
Angry men

And everything
Is not okay

Rely on yourself
Wise men say

Yes she is a squirter
And she does it
Just for fun

Her rabbit vibe
And *******

Make her scream
And c**

And when she gushes
All over the place

I hope
I can be there
To let her

Do it on my face

I promise
To be good
And be grateful

She has covered my face

I savor ever drop
Yes I crave the taste

When society has collapsed
When there is no internet
When the food is gone

When emergency services
Are too busy
To reach anyone

We will be alone
In our homes

And when they try to
Make us go
To government camps

I will not go
I will have things
My way

I will live in the mountains
For as long as I can

The slaves
The powers that be
They were angered

Angered by this man of Tao

Angered he wasn't sacrificing himself
Like they did
For their "almighty dollar"

Angered at his sense of humor
His calmness
And his emptiness
Oh how it bothered them

So they set out
To whisper in front of him
To mock his name
And what he stood for

It pleased them
Because they could never be
Like him

Every time
He watched
Below them
Humble

Yet seated high above
Their program

Not participating
Not trying or

And what have the doctorates learned
Their huge papers
Their pride
And arrogance

I've learned from them
How foolish
And prideful
Human beings can be

Degrade me
Debase me
Call me stupid
Or ignorant

All your intelligence
And all your pride
And all your wisdom

Won't save you
From a certain death

And when the system collapses
It won't matter
How much money you have

A doctorate starves to death
Just like a homeless ***

And any food I have
I won't give to you
I'll watch as you starve

All your wisdom
And arrogance

You thought you were so
Much better
Because you had more book knowledge

There are people smarter than you
People smarter than me

So what
So what

I have no sympathy
For you
When you starve to death

When terrible times come

Driving around
Looking at the Christmas Eve lights

When to the mansion
Where they do the big
Nativity scene
Every year

Well done

Life as the show
The big show

And I thought that
A big joke
Was being played
On me

The joke of life

And I thought of God
As a neutral clockmaker

I have had some improvement
With the akwardness of my body

I thought about how
I'll always be alone

I thought about how
America will one day
Be in ruins

Am I afraid?
Not really

Savor the good days
I tell myself as the
Terrible ones
Will come soon enough

And I thought of
All the suffering
On this miserable planet

It's an empty program
An empty simulation
Just a bunch of times
With no inherent meaning

On and on
Too much time on here
Tired eyes, no female friends

When the end comes
I'll just an apple I suppose

Perhaps I will
Always be alone

And when
Our society collapses

I will be doing pushups
Against the same tree trunk

Maybe eating a pear

Companionship
Would have been nice

I suppose on that
Final earth day
I will just sit on a yoga mat

Looking at the birds
Human life is beautiful
But lonely

One day
The internet may go down
Permanently

I wanted to thank you
All in advance
For sharing

Some of the most beautiful
Thoughts I have ever read

And If I was never able
To share again
Because of a downed internet

I would just say
For my final thoughts

It's so easy
Don't you know
To try to show

The love that Jesus showed

Or if not a Christian
Maybe you are a Jew

Buddhists too--
Can understand

That love is greatest
On this land (earth)

Jesus Is Lord
Amen.

If I ever see that mental health
Magazine in this home

I will throw it in the trash

If that woman asks me
Id I had a "nice day" again
I might light her on fire

When the world ends
I won't care

God the clockmaker
Made me too ugly
To ever have a gf

Self hatred
Mutates into hatred
For selfish
Obnoxious people

Jesus will preserve me
My precious Jesus friend
Nobody else cares

Everyone is afraid to die
I'm not

Some better place
Beautiful women

I get what I want
In heaven

For all the suffering
I went through here

When the world ends
I will not care
One bit

I wish this
And I want that

And bla Bla bla
Bla bla bla bla

Well, you're not going
To get it

You should have
Learned by now

I doubt I will
Get a female friend

And I don't much care
You saw me in the gardens
Walking over there

Look at me
Eating a crunchy pear

Try not to laugh
Try not to stare

People do
Terrible things
And everyone is like
"Who cares"

And people say
There is no judgement day
No one
To keep track
Of the times

Japanese soldier
Came to Nanking
And snapped
The old woman's spine

Something to ponder
Please don't spill
Your wine

I've done very little
For other people

I try to be loving
Try to be kind

This is a good way to be
You may find

Isolated
I stood
On the lantern
Of a church steeple

I observed and watched
The people

Lot of hustle
And bustle
Running here
And there

But I just stood
And watched
The fair

No no
There is no
Judgement day
No accounting
For the ages
You may say

Then I don't understand
What we are doing here
So many decisions
And I find it queer

What is man?
Some have asked
It can be
A difficult task

Neither inherently good
Or bad

I sit and cry
I don't know why
I'm all alone
I write these poems

Talking about ***
In a chatroom
Oh what a thrill

A masturbatory explosion
My seed I have spilled!
Oh what a shame
And what a waste
To spill it
All over the place

No female partner
Or family plans
I love myself
I am a man

A man who hardly works
At all
Welcome to my world
Oh what a ball!

Gardens, gardens
In my mind
This is how
I pass the time

Never stop dreaming
About things
You think
Can never come true

One day
They just may
Happen to you

And as I walked
Along that path

A beautiful red head
Smiled at me
With my shades on
I did not
Let her see

So lovely
And so fair

To another world
She took me there

A world with women
Loving and kind

Who hug me
And make me feel fine

But not this time
Not this time

I'm here to complain
Here to whine

I dream of things
That would make me content

They don't come true
I feel like
I am stuck in cement

Just a body
Attached to a brain
All alone
What a shame!

To hear and to see
Perhaps never to
Feel loved

How can this be?

People are distant

Work is boring
Life *****

I walk the gardens
Trying my luck

Hoping to find
A female friend there

Into her loving eyes
I hope to stare

We talked for hours
She is so sweet and intelligent
She has such a beautiful singing voice

I thought she would at least tell me
That she wouldn't be online for sometime

I understand if she is busy
But it doesn't take much effort
Just to log on to Skype and tell me you are busy

We had such intimate discussions
She even watched me as I had one
Of the most powerful ******* I have ever had

I trusted you and we had talked for quite a length of time
I wanted to be your loving and devoted servant

I thought that you could have been the one
I hope that you come back online again
Just to tell me what it going on

It's not fair to do this to me
I really like you

I used to look forward to speaking to you each day
And I was always so respectful
Addressing you as ma'm

I thought you cherished me very much
Well I hope you still do

Please message your Maddeline
It upsets me because I was intimate with you
I listened to you pleasure yourself

And you watched and listened to me too
You called me Maddie
And said I was such a good girl

You made me feel happy
Now you left me
And as I write I feel like crying

Why am I always alone
Why can't I find a mistress?

I don't understand!
I have so many good qualities
I am loving and kind
Respectful and athletic

I stay in good shape
I am intelligent and love history and philosophy

I miss the days with Janeane
When I cleaned her kitchen
And we had salmon and green beans
She was my friend
I wish sometimes she would message me every once in a while
Just to see how I am

Well I understand she has moved on
But I messaged her online lately just to see how she was
It would be nice if she responded
I understand if she is busy

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

Where have all
The people gone?

Life alone
Seems somewhat wrong

Another day
I spent alone

I decided to
Write this poem

It's plain to see
Human life is
A long and boring movie

I cannot find my glasses
I only have contacts

I will have to get another pair
I search for my glasses
They should be where I always put them

Empty yourself
Of desire

Where have my glasses gone?

Still Waiting
For my female friend

It was a simple request
And a simple prayer

A loving, pretty
And caring female friend

I don't know how many years
I am going to have to wait

This isn't something
I can "make happen"

Sure, it's a selfish prayer

I prayer for others too

I'm not some **** saint
Okay!

Get me my female friend Jesus

Jesus is not a genie I suppose

I don't know any women
I can't meet any women

Maybe one day

If not
I'll be fine

Sitting in the white room
In front of a white Mac
Typing text in a chat room

Black text on a white screen

Reaching out
Don't know any women in real life

These conversations online
They dissapoint me
Or they end

Where have all the people gone?
Where are meaningful conversations
And good friendships?

In the white room
All I get is this computer
And chats

Chats with women
Searching and searching
For attractive and intelligent
For dominant and **** women

They fulfill a great need
Giving my **** a hard stroke
Ahhhhh

This ******* white room!!!!!!!

Is so fulfilling

Once I had a therapist
She was kind and loving

She left me
That was not moral

Now I'm in this white room
Typing on my computer

I feel close to this computer

All the hours I spend on this computer

****, ****, ****, **** me

This life can be

Full of misery

Who am I?

I realized today
I was just a guy
Walking in mountain suburbs
In a black t shirt
And blue jeans

A purpose to this life
I have not yet found it
It seems

Is life real
Or am I just
Living in a dream?

I came across a black dog
By the yard fence

I came to close to pet it
But thought again
And made the right decision
By not sticking my hand in

Good bye doggie
I think I said in my head

And tonight I am thankful
To sleep in my warm bed

The skilful masters (of the Tao) in old times, with a subtle
and exquisite *******, comprehended its mysteries, and were deep
(also) so as to elude men’s knowledge. As they were thus beyond men’s
knowledge, I will make an effort to describe of what sort they
appeared to be.

Shrinking looked they like those who wade through a stream in
winter; irresolute like those who are afraid of all around them; grave
like a guest (in awe of his host); evanescent like ice that is melting
away; unpretentious like wood that has not been fashioned into
anything; vacant like a valley, and dull like muddy water.

Who can (make) the muddy water (clear)? Let it be still, and it
will gradually become clear. Who can secure the condition of rest?
Let movement go on, and the condition of rest will gradually arise.

They who preserve this method of the Tao do not wish to be full (of
themselves). It is through their not being full of themselves that
they can afford to seem worn and not appear new and complete.

Ego is a social construct

Stories are told about us
We tell ourselves these stories to reinforce
Who we think we are

I am going my own way
I am not something I can see as an object

The self includes everyone you meet
That is the true way

Comparisons abound
Better or Worse

Everybody has a different map of the universe

We are brought into being dependent on causes
We totally lack essence or inherent existence

With each encounter we take on a part of each other

We have trouble accepting the idea of no self
It does not mean we don't exist

Am I form or am I boundlessness??
All five streams of body and mind our boundless
Our form, our feelings and perceptions
Are free of boundaries

You cannot identify me by nailing down some part of my being
We are intimately related with all causes and conditions

We are continually creating each other

Die to our old self
And rise to our new self
There is no permanent seperate self

Dimensions of a self include
Social security, drivers license, etc
So people can be held accountable

If the buddha said the self did exist
He would have been teaching permanence
If he said the self did not exist
He would have been teaching nihilism

I am you
You are me
We are part of each other

Boddhi Dharma
When asked who he was
Did not know who he was

Don't rely on a fixed idea (not knowing)

The teacher suggests on
Give up on any Idea on finding out Who You are
Practice loving kindness (bodhichitta)
Drop the walls of your own particular club

Pray to be relieved of the burden of ego
Or Narcissism
Remember All the people who have helped you
These people are a part of you

Thus shall you think of this fleeting world
A phantom, a dream

Self and no-self
Two sides of the same thing
Accepting them as concepts
Give up
The tight clasp of who you think you are

Why oh why
I look at the sky

The world
Is an empty place
Full of empty space

First I am here
Then I am there

And I'm usually
All alone

And so I sit
At home
And write these poems

Friends Companions
I just have one

Being alone
Is not too fun

I watch Star Trek
The Original Series
And next Generation too

And what do you
Love to do?

I just watched Edge of Tomorrow
Fun Movie

I'ts the human race
That threatens to destroy each other
And our planet

We don't need aliens for that
The human race is primitive enough

I suppose I'll go to the gym now
Go do sit-ups or something
Go on the bike

More lonely hours
Geeze

Must practice Wu-Wei
Non striving
It's all an automatic process
The earth keeps spinning round and round the sun
Regardless of How I feel

This nation is in deep ****
Up **** creek without a paddle
This global economy is in deep ****
Seriously
Something big is coming
Something hard and terrible

Why do I bother

I go on this chat site
Everyone has a profile
With their interests, etc.

I try to engage women
And ask about their lives
They don't seem to care that much
Or want to have a conversation

I would go out and try to meet someone
But I have no money

Despite all my education
I can't find a decent job in California

So I sit at home in front of my computer
At 9:52 pm
Alone again

I guess I will watch Youtube videos
On world war II
Youtube is always there for me

Life is so sad
Some kind of tradgedy
I am a really good person

I have barely any friends
I guess I will go to the gym in a while
Run a few miles

Yes
I'm in the chat rooms again
Looking for a friend

Looking for some support
Or love

Still it's not coming
Not happening

I have my Lord's Prayer
Psalm 23

This life it f with me bad
Somehow
Some way
Strange

A world of strange happenings

Come on Jesus
Come on!!!!!!!!!!!!
Crying*

I have my music

This **** is real
This **** is too real!

You made it to the gym
You sat on the bike
Now step three would be
To actually pedal

That would be exercise
What people typically do
At a gym

I love relaxing at the gym too

I'm just saying though
You should actually workout
At the gym sometimes

He has lived in
That big home

By himself
And just the caretakers
For 15 years or so

He could have had some fun
If he would have rented
Out a room
You know

He could have enjoyed
The company of someone else

He could have rented out
A room
For an affordable fee

Companionship
With another person
Would have been healthy

But he'd rather sit
For hours and watch
Sports on t.v.

I don't think he ever
Really learned
That it is in giving
That we receive

Patiently waiting for a track to explode on

Patiently waiting to make it through all the hating
(respirator in the background)

I love this song
Patiently Waiting
Eminem and 50 Cent

I didn't grow up in the hood
I grew up in the suburbs
Why do I like this song
I don't know

I love music
It helps me somehow
It helps me

I don't have ANY FRIENDS
To talk to now
The music
The music is my friend

I got pennies for my thoughts
Now I'm rich

Thanks Wiki How!
For those nifty hip exercises

I realize now
That my left hip
Lacked the rotational strength

That my right has
But I am working on this problem
In a few weeks
Everything will be balanced

Hooray

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

Whether you are going or staying or sitting or lying down,
The whole world is your own self.
You must find out
Whether the mountains, rivers, grass, and forests
Exist in your own mind or exist outside it.
Analyze the ten thousand things,
Dissect them minutely,
And when you take this to the limit
You will come to the limitless,
When you search into it you come to the end of search,
Where thinking goes no further and distinctions vanish.
When you smash the citadel of doubt,
Then the Buddha is simply yourself.

“When mortals are alive, they worry about death. When they’re full, they worry about hunger. Theirs is the Great Uncertainty. But sages don’t consider the past. And they don’t worry about the future. Nor do they cling to the present. And from moment to moment they follow the Way.”

The past is already past.
Don't try to regain it.
The present does not stay.
Don't try to touch it.

From moment to moment.
The future has not come;
Don't think about it
Beforehand.

Whatever comes to the eye,
Leave it be.
There are no commandments
To be kept;
There's no filth to be cleansed.

With empty mind really
Penetrated, the dharmas
Have no life.

When you can be like this,
You've completed
The ultimate attainment.

Screens

Internet chats
Ipad games

Stitcher
Podcasts

There are no people in my life

Just screens............

Young Americans are tired of this
Tired of being poor
And not being able to meet anyone

I had a fun chat online
With a pretty woman I like

But now she left me
And I'm all alone

Alone, alone, alone

Off to read my articles

This life it ***** with me
This life is painful sometimes

I like women
And yet I don't know any women

Oh well,

She closed off the convo
Without saying goodbye
Or that she had class

Did I say something to anger her?

I hope we can chat again
She said she is a Christian

Maybe she didn't mean to do that?

I like talking to her
This life is lonely
So lonely

All day
Every day
All week
All month
All year

Standing somewhere
Reaching out

"Is there anybody out there?"
"Anyone lonely like me?"

I am tired of being lonely

I never cared for the expression
"Wishing you the best"

It seems a bit vacuous
Even if it is written or said
With the most well meaning intent

It is too vague
And not personal

Although
If it is said sincerely
I appreciate it

Best implies trying
Success or whatever
Whatever this thing
Called "best"
Some western concept
That doesn't exist

There should only be effortless action

Well versed in the Buddha way,
I go the non-Way
Without abandoning my
Ordinary person's affairs.
The conditioned and
Name-and-form,
All are flowers in the sky.
Nameless and formless,
I leave birth-and-death.

Woe, Woe Woe!

Woe to you
To those

With heads held high
Full of pride
So proud

You are rich you say
You have confidence
In America
And the American dollar

America can never fail

To those who have forgotten
Their fellow man
Who are cold and uncaring

Who delight in wickedness
Whose hearts are filled with hate

Woe Woe Woe
To this nation
This nation
That has aborted millions

This nation
That fights wars
Where it does not belong

Corrupt banksters
And politicians
Who serve the needs
Of the corporate elite

Repent, repent
Repent
On your knees and repent
If you are smart

I am a miserable sinner
And I repent
And so should we all

I pray that the Lord
Will destroy
This nation soon

The blood of the innocent cry out
The saints cry out, "How long must we wait, O Lord?

He is Merciful, and time has
Been given to repent

They have hardened their hearts
And delighted in wickedness
They have turned their backs
On you, oh Lord!

Repent while there is still time, please

It must be nice Peter
To have a **** girlfriend like her

The ride sent her into ecstasy
It really was beautiful to see
What a wonderful woman

She told him
"Peter, the ******* I have with you are good
But this one was really crazy."

I once cared for a woman
Better to be alone
Hitting golf ***** by myself
Forever alone

Golf won't hurt me
Like a woman can
So I'll stick to golf

7 years since I went on a date

I wonder what it would be like
For a woman to like me

I'm a kind person

I see women with their beautiful smiles

Would be fun to go on a date

Of course when you have no money
And can't find a job
It's not going to happen

Better to go wander alone on the mountain trails again

Forget these
Rich American women
I see on the tv

I want to live in harmony

With the woman
Of my dreams

Sweet Lord
This I do pray

Take me to Odessa
On this day

There I will meet
A woman so fair

Into her Russian eyes
I will stare

Browsing through
The magazines

An endless supply
Of beauties
So it seems

Dear Lord
Take me to Odessa!

Women Rising: Five Predictions for Women in the 2012 Workplace

In Society 3.0, Dr. Wilen-Daugenti presents a compelling case for how women’s prospects in business are on the rise. Based on her research at Apollo Research Institute, she predicts that in 2012, women in the workplace will reach the following milestones:

1. More women will become leaders in the workplace.

In 2012, 18 women will be running Fortune 500 companies—the highest number yet. This confirms a rising trend of women’s corporate leadership. The U.S. Government Accountability Office reported that in 2009, 40% of managers in the workforce were women. In 2010, women held 15.7% of board seats at Fortune 500 companies.

2. Women-owned firms will drive job creation and employment.

Women business owners employ 35% more people than all the Fortune 500 companies combined. Women own 10.1 million U.S. firms, employing more than 13 million people and generating $1.9 trillion in sales as of 2008.

3. Women will obtain higher education in greater numbers.

Women now earn more degrees than men, with graduates from all ethnic, racial, and socioeconomic groups racing past men in rates of completing programs of study. Women aged 25 to 34 are more likely to have a college degree and are more likely than men to go to graduate school. By 2012, women are expected to earn 60% of bachelor’s degrees, 63% of master’s degrees, and 54% of doctoral and professional degrees.

Have you been naughty ladies?

Have you pleasured yourself

As you watched two muscular young studs

Be intimate with each other?

Did you enjoy their **** bodies rubbing together?

Did you have a powerful ******

When they came together?

I miss her
She has her own life
And her own family

I'm still alone
I don't have
A female friend

Maybe one day

My life is sad
And lonely

Wonder Woman
Is coming out

People made fun of me
I spend time
At the gardens

Remember me?

You made me feel
Accepted and loved

I never got to tell you
That I loved you

Love frightens me

Remember the
Wonder Woman card
I sent you?

When I think of Wonder Woman
I think of you

He sat in some office
And made money
And it is the money

That gives him a
Sense of self-importance

I dislike the guy
I really do

I don't buy into
The American system

It's a joke
Why work 50 hours a week
And barely make anything

Teachers barely make anything


Turn on the t.v.
And watch the game
And do everything
The same
Over and over

Or drop dead tomorrow

Either way
I could care less

You are a bother
And a bore

And I dislike you

As a Christian
I'm not suppose to keep
Hate in my heart

But I can honestly say
You are a terribly obnoxious
Human being

I don't see the point anyway

Content to never work a day

The American dollar is

Absolutely worthless anyway!

And why is it called the work force?

When force is used
The Tao is lost

Driving to a job site
Sitting or standing

And doing "work"

Where is the force in that?

The Tao of heaven
Is work
Without effort

There is a contest
In the afterlife

Where the world's greatest
Layabout is crowned

Who laid about the most
Who didn't make a sound?

There was the Buddha
Under the Boddhi tree

Who had stated
Ceasing desires
Was a way to end
All human misery

And who can forget
Lao Tzu?

Wise words he had
For me and you

"Through selfless action
The sage attains fulfillment
More words count less
He is detached
Yet, At one with all"

Look at Lao Tzu
Standing there
Underneath

A Chinese Elm tree

But I don't understand
The nature of the contest
At first didn't make sense to me

In our society
They tell us
To "Be all we can be"

A Layabout is not something
We should be
It's just not healthy

But then I consider it again

You can "layabout"
No matter what you do

Even if a man
Wants to argue with you
Screaming and his face
Turning red
It seems as though he wants you dead

You must remember the eternal calm
A mountain stream
Running over my palm

Water nourishes all things
And does not strive

Just like the bees
That pollinate the flowers
And return to the hive

The World's "Greatest"
Layabout?

Hard to say
It remains a mystery
To this day