And I told you

They were coming

And lo!
Look!

Here they are!

!!

AND STILL YOU DO NOT SEE!

••

It is NOT because of greed

It is NOT because of lack of love

••

WE ARE BEING TAKEN DOWN BY ALIEN FORCES!

-----

(Can't you see!---------I told you they were coming!

Now they are here!

!!!!

(How else could it be happening?

How to explain the sudden surge

Of weapons and technology?)

NO OTHER!

••

We must unite and resist!

Isn't it obvious?

••

You have actually been trained

To cut yourselves with razor blades and to think its cool!

IT AIN'T!

So?--------//////----I am led to assume you have been

taken over by Alien Entities!

••

YOU HAVE!

••

Cease your purile  Denial

MEDITATE

RETAKE YOUR BODY

RETAKE YOUR WORLD

I write of self mutilation -- therefore I am

//

In these the dumbed down
Down sized days

To call someone a pea - brain is a compliment

••

The girl ate **** and said :

HEY , I ATE ****

I MUST BE STUPID

and thought she was very clever

For making the observation

///

she let some boy who she knew didn't love her

**** her .... and when he left her she said

THE TRAITOR !  HE DIDNT REALLY LOVE ME !

//

she wrote about it to her fellow sad sack losers

On hello poetry

And was so praised for her insightful sensitivity

That she ran off to find another boy who she

Was certain didn't love her so she could do it again

//

Thusly great poetry is formed

//

Pretty soon

No one will even have a brain at all

that everyone is so in Love?.....why not!
(and as the dead Twin Towers call us to hate)

but we Love, we do!......we have just forgot
that we "destroy" unless we dare  "create"

soft appearances,come!....let us "to mind"
all of our semblances of Destiny

who would call "living" watching others die?
who can sing of Freedom in midst these chains?

looking all around as Wars "come to life"
asking ourselves if we "have a true place"

and why everything seems it must have a price?
and why can't we look eachother "face-to-face"?

Love is not merely but "the stuff of Dreams"
but, (of reality) is the Pure Seed

so statuesque
yet strange it is

we are the live ones
YES!

so still
so inert!

come

lets us get the helloutahere!

one spirit
OUR OWN!

creation's seed
in every breath
the light
of every eye

why wait
till the MAN says its okay?
soon it gonna be too late

beyond the seeming mystery
the mis-begotten "misery"
we share
the simple truth
eternal
and
free

before we can hold tomorrow
we must remember yesterday

and we will
no matter how long it takes
no matter how long it takes

::   ::
•

AMERICA
---------
WORLD

Jihad jihadists here they come

••

Laziness
-----------
You

My oh my fascist police state

••

Lovelessness
----------
Young girl

The hills!  The hills! The boys are there !

••

Waters
--------
Mountains

Best start dreamin or you'll die

••

Poem
-----
Bar room floor

You don't need me for this one

••

War
--------
Mankind

Thru the silence a child screams

subtle the beautiful
so very lovely the beautiful girl

she

"and how have you been treated, lately?"

with her tired eyes and lovely beautiful girlishness
she sends total poetry to the world
and i read and so i can write
this love letter to everyone
who might possible see her
or someone else really why should it matter?

"what would her mother say? or her father?"

so very beautifully sane and thusly loving her
she sits across from me so shyly speaking
with eyes and subtley beautiful gestures

we share eachother's lives completely
in the moment called forever

"and how have you been treated, lately?"

she is in love with me and i in love with her
in this lovely beautiful moment called forever

the beautiful girl!

she

shall live forever in every moment of the world

aint neva gonna come this way again
aint neva gonna  Do  it like i did

in the open or well hid
lookin bout the same

words they truth....... words they lie

people live if the lie
finally forever dies

hypocricy keeps death alive
specially behind a smile

neva gonna simply say that fear
can make a person do some things

they wouldn't do if their sight was clear
an try help wipe them tears away

its too easy to be the fake
too easy to mess with me

AN NOW I'M FEELIN SORRY FOR MYSELF!
OF ALL THE GOL'  DERN WAYS TO BE!!!

words they truth....... words they lie

people live if the lie
finally forever dies

hypocricy keeps death alive
specially behind a smile

love love love an then
love love love all over again

beyond the sorrow an the pain
when all is gone then what remains

love love love an then
love love love all over again

beyond the horror of raw shame
when all is gone then what remains

love love love an then
love love love all over again
love love love all over again

love love love all over again

she is free
( do you know her ? )                                                                ­    
//

a Tree is growing in the desert

we were once strangers

( not anymore )

••

In bonds of  righteousness assembled

//

The Mighty Forces come to serve us

The waters of the world bend towards us

//

A Tree is growing in the desert

Righteous people !

( come YE strangers )

Everybody is surely welcome

//

Mighty Forces feed

The light now shining in the desert

•

We were strangers

Now we

Are a Mighty Force of righteousness

Growing stronger in the desert

Uniting all strangers in knowing embrace

//

the TREE OF LIFE

Making a GARDEN in the WILDERNESS

//

The very seed that becomes the WORLD

sincerity
silences the long hard
sweep of lies

i feel the aching heart
i know the hungry haunted child
too well

l cannot sleep

i only walk the streets
til dawn arrives

sometimes i wanna die

and get it over with  but then  ....

sincerely
i
catch a glimpse
of
how sincerely you
want to live

& should the Last One fail
& all faith
Be gone
--
(Should the Last Child fall)

...   ...   ...

Should all life become so stale
As to
Mean nothing anymore

STILL

My Love shall never die

(& my Forever)

••

WE

(Whose Truth is True)

Shall prevail

'&

Hold you dearly 'gainst the terror

••

It is an illusion
(The madness of a world!)

Only Gentleness
Only Strength that knows no boundaries

Only your Life
Only your Light

Has a substance that shall survive

••

& should you venture towards Home

Know with all certainty

That you shall arrive

.&
You shall never be alone

and the warlords!

we walk here we walk there
we do this and do that
we sleep we fornicate

it doesn't feel like it means a thing

----

we meet we touch we

pretend to care

we part we cry and

it doesn't mean a thing

------

the warlords!

we

the slaves

-------

it doesn't feel like it means a thing

and softly.
sacredness
holy breath
........
HEY *******!
**** YOUR JOBS!!
.......
and gently
lover move
in moments and
movements
of sheer grandeur
.....
........
HEY *******!
**** YOUR JOBS!!
......
we are free men!
ONLY AND ALWAYS!
...
........
HEY *******!
**** YOUR JOBS!!
--------
and softly.
sacredness
holy breath
........
HEY *******!
**** YOUR JOBS!!

moves in total trance-state

so un-real

the warrior

-------

coming to life just to die again?

---

really

ya better get it staight what the word

"terrorist" means

-------

anyone can f--k

-------

if you actually love it is much easier to find a lover

bein that half of it is done already

but that is only true if you really love and not just "hunt"

-------

move in total-trance

amd "see"

.



I love to see her naked ***

As she lies there on the bed

Now

I am not Gay

But the sight of that ***  ..... (!)

)(

She slowly turns around

Spreading her legs

Revealing her perfect *****

Under perfect *******

And a beautiful face with such compassionate eyes !

I quickly approach

As she closes her legs

And rolls over

Her beautiful *** !

Smiling up at me !

•

I grab her *** and start greasing up

Her ******* in preparation for entry !

..


She slowly starts  giggling

Then laughing

Turning over again

Opening and closing her legs !!!

)(

***
*****
***
*****

( laughter )

::

Her eyes sparkling with love !

//

But the laughter !

The laughter !

She is laughing at me !!

Mocking my love !!

//

I lose my mind !

I start hitting her

Harder and harder

Screaming

SHUT UP ***** SHUT UP !

I collapse in a heap

when I come to my senses she is gone

FOREVER !!!

)(

( my love is gone )

The perfect lover !

my life (?) ... !!

I wander  the years in a daze

Looking for her (?)

//

All I see are the Pretty Boys

And their cute tight ***** !

I walk on

••

••

I relive the beating over and over in my mind

***
*****
***
*****

LAUGHTER !

I know

I should of just rested there

In her totality

In her ******* and face and compassionate eyes

//

I should have FELT and not only SEEN

But she is gone

And I am

Whatever I am

Whatever I

Have become

Finally


.

little jackie paper
sings for his supper

he aint got no home

little mary's just a kid
sleepin underneath the bridge

she aint got no home

america is just a lie
an ugliness in space and time

it aint no-body's home

but i'll love you
you can love me
an we will be one family
an make this world a home

little jackie paper
sings for his supper

he aint got no home

little mary's just a kid
sleepin underneath the bridge

she aint got no home

she aint got no home

she aint got no home

tenderly rain and I, too
falling
gracious me!

in love with love
looking for a simple human feeling
within the dance
human bodies
(if fearless)
make

known simply.............we
acknowledge ourselves

and eachother

and

tenderly falling
like the rain

fill the world with grace

how beautiful is my life?

when my friends are here?




.........HAN SHU!

•  
~<>~

)(

whose child goes there ?

does anybody know ?

::

How long has this thing called wisdom

Been around ?

//

What ?

Only 3 days !

I thought it woulda been for

At least a billion years

||

and yet

Why is there so much hatred

& fear ?

;::

&

After all these years

Nothing really much is going on

||

Sweet sweet day

Oh how sweetly plays it song

& we

Up and down on  a swing

trying to remember
Something

( yeah

There is really something I gotta remember )

renewing ancient vows made "not in jest"
just
honest stupidity
concerning
what we knew to know
about

naked ladies
knights in armor
bound
by
loyalty
to kings like
BP
or GOLDMAN SACHS

tiredly angelic
in the morning

walking the OIL SPILT LANDS

oh albion!

oh yeah

what now?

.



... the dancing clowns appear

;;:;;

We try to hide forever


But the show  must go on !


//


We **** naked in office building closets

And say we are free

With our dresses and ******

And our priests and police

•

......


Reality is for musicians and poets

And their agents and corporate spinsters

And sponsors

And make up men

With their PHILOSOPHY DEGREES

)(

( We have our own eyes )

)(

We are seen

As those with our own eyes !

//


We decide what we should do




.

Little Britches!

Freckle faced kid

Cap turnked sideways!

Cuter 'n hell!

---

Goin thru the alleys
Lookin for aluminum cans

Gonna have food today
Oh boy!

••
••
••

Gonna give some to his mutter

To his papa

To his baby brutter
--

(Maybe a few crumbs for his girl!)

••

Little Britches!

Happy as can be

Little Britches and the world!

CHILDREN!

--------

America is a deseased

****** up

Criminally controlled

Brutal nation

In the hold of obscene narcissistic forces!

--

The adults around you are scared

Abused.

Financially and socially insecure

Borderline psychotic

••

There is nothing you can or should

Expect from them

••

They are foolishly and weakly trying to protect you

From knowing theirs

(and yours)

True plight

••

They think this is Good

(to protect and shelter you)

••••

Obviously this plan is not working!

You are only more confused

More abused

More desperate

In your pseudo-world of vain pretensions

••

Come face to face with the threat to all of you

And stop the desease of dependency

Morbid fantasizing

And

Savior/saved games

••

You can possible survive if you can join together

••

If not?

Then not

The WAR

children die

--

Children die childishly
...

After all

CHILDREN ARE CHILDREN!

----

Now

As for the ADULTS..........?



-----



Come

There is a story needs to be written:

STARTING NOW

Wearing the "do" of death
.
(The Aura)
The protective stance
The mark of Cain
----
We who have come to separate
Friend from foe

Need from greed
---
WE ARE THE IMMUNE SYSTEM OF THE WORLD
.
The t-cells out upon the street
--
"Facing a dying nation"

We are screaming

ALIENS!

poison

ALIENS!!

Bring on the WHITE CORPUSCLES , now

But
Nothing happens!!!!

--

It is as if the Whole World has AIDS!
--
I have no other words
No other purpose
No other language in which I speak
---

IS ANY BODY OUT THERE?!?!

CAN ANY BODY HEAR ME?!?!

bodes well..so well

in shadows we are crawling
in secret we make vows
in total silence we learn of all things

bodes well...so well

wars shall end the earth soon
wars of madmen's greed

wars allowed by our lazy carelessness
our cowardliness
our own greed

bodes well.so well

knowing what matters

again

knowing eachother
and bidding

to do eachother

well

again

tiny shack
high road song............come
we shall stay
------
under blue sky
the mountain
--------
under the moon
the lingering of shadows
the presence
of all peoples
..
we shall stay


__
we shall stay
we are
of all peoples
......
tiny shack
the poverty that yields
riches
yields
all peoples
..
we shall stay

the ......needy
******* the night
with raw madness

seeking  to be a
"lover-who-need-not-be-loved!"

seeking death  

--

the crippled night
collapses and damages
every child's dream

but the mothers and fathers
are in burning beds
cuming morosely
with fake unity

--

the seas yield their songs
to the psychodelic
musing
of the vagabonds and waifs

who will be crushed soon
by economic necessity

--

"who cares?"
rings loudly in the
mystic dying dawn

no-one answers

there are none to answer

no one

the simplest children
(JACK AND JILL)

but the hill
has become a mountain!

and instead of a
Pail of Water

they must find
the Sacred Fountain!

if JACK falls down
it will be
a Whole World broken!

and if JILL does stumble
a million Brothels
shall be opened!
.........

and so the roads that we refused to take
by little children must be trod, today

gently death
the pain is far too great

be wise my love
hurt can scar the heart
wars are a way of life
death and a sense of honor
rip us to the core

madness only
here

a little child on the beach
the poisoned gulf coast shore

death is sweet
life is slavery
in a while we shall entwine
frightened bodies
again

pools of sweat
pools of blood

loneliness
the babe is born

i am here

the choice is yours

take a chance
or simply die

---

gently death
the pain is far too great

freedom
take a chance

for the child's sake

The monastery
In the mountains

Is on fire

---------

WAR

---------
----------
Little red writing hood is off to school
To meet

The wolf

----

The Master Poet

Looks at his words

---

They do not speak anymore

----

I Do think
All the terrorism

Is False Flag

Don't you?

-------

WAR

---

The monastery
In the  mountains

IS

on fire
-------

I didn't start it

Did you?

Wandering

"What the F--- are they doing?"
They say to eachother

We do not turn away in shame

We were not listening anyhow
--
"Smack em down with s drone airplane"
We
So solemnly avow
..
We move like zombies
Look See!

There we are
On the movie screen

Moving like zombies
On a movie screen

Ole man here amid
The
Rest
Of
Humanity
---

Zombic humanity
Serene
***-like
Humanity
---
We are these
---

(Oh well
Be it so!)

......

Such is the price
Of freedom
..

If I was a cow I'd know

"The grass is greener here"
(So I've been told)

--

We bray to Godzilla constantly

(Holy ***** ---we)
---

Ole man falls

Children
Can't weep no more
For anyone but themselves
--

Ole man here amid

Dyin zombies

And you and me

broken promises
i who have never, ever........(?)
-------------
SCREAM!
-
like a dawn
shot across the bow
of
consciousness!
ARE YOU AWAKE!
....
(dont die again!)
.................................
dont ever forget the god or goddess
that you are
-----------
......promise?......
....
hell surrounds us
what of that?
.
in a while
doom'll seem alright

what a time
what a time for...
revolution!

CANT IT WAIT ?
NO NO!
CANT IT WAIT?

what a time for.......
another WORLD WAR!

CANT IT WAIT
CANT IT WAIT

no.........

it cant wait

-----------------------

choose
which side you on
choose

there is only one
honorable way
only one
honorable way
choose it
YOU REALLY  CANT REFUSE

what a time
what a time for...
revolution!

CANT IT WAIT ?
NO NO!
CANT IT WAIT?

no no no
an
neither can you

.


Vision of

The

Deep City

The hidden places

Of unknown lives

And unknown faces

•

( our streets ! )

BROTHERS AND SISTERS !

)(

And thru the night

The wild stallion races

Thru the remnants of

Our childhood dreams

;:;

( I knew you then ! )

•

And the Holy Vision of a Child !

And a Holy Mother and Saint

///


And Holy Warriors

)(

And a holy human race

)(

RUN STALLION RUN !

RUN FREE !

wild stallion

)(


The vision fades

Replaced by a heavy ugliness

::


You

You choose

From the two

Your reality !

//

The wild you rides the stallion if you choose

To go his way




.

(                                        
  •                        
)    



                                                          ~~~        ^^^    ~~~
TROLL : ( one who tries to control the narrative and bend it toward some desired end ---- destructive for the naive reader / most often used to describe implanted government operatives )

••

VULTURES :

Feeding off youthful innocence and uncertainty

••

Most of the poets here seem to be TROLLS

//

The debasement of youth sexuality is no accident !

••

The image of STALKING the ****** object
In order to capture them and control their emotions

And to deny them their FREEDOM

THIS IS A PURPOSEFUL PLAN

To weaken the nation by driving its children
Into confusion

To turn the sexes against each other

To destroy all future families

And all possibilities of a united front
Against the fraud and criminality of our
Poisonous leaders !

THIS IS NO ACCIDENT!

These are not poets !
These are TROLLS !

•

Read them carefully

Their techniques are subliminal
But become obvious

•

Oh
They SOUND like they are kids too !

•

They SOUND like they are HURT
BROKEN
etc

But underlying it all is

HURRY HURRY DO IT
HURRY HURRY
BE LIKE US !

SO ADULT LIKE
IN OUR EXPERIENCE !

( TROLLS ! )

////

They teach that if you OPEN YOURSELVES
( note the violent imagery )

Allows you the status of VICTIM

allows you the option of VIOLENT REVENGE

•

And in a way reminiscent of our adult torture culture

With threats of DISMEMBERMENT
CASTRATION
Etc

Not only for the LOVED ONE (sic )

But for FAMILY and FRIENDS !

/////

And all this described as a NATURAL COMPONENT
OF LOVE !!

••

TROLLS !!

//://

Here to destroy you
To destroy the nation's Youth

to forever make you unable
to truly love at all !

//

TROLLS !

Promoters of EVIL !

Agents of Alien Entities !

Disguised amongst us as poets !

/:/

To rip you up and spit you out as good as dead

(                                              )
•                 •
)  (

<>

/    (  •  )       (  • )     \

/\

##

Danger

Danger

Come little child

Come with me

(
            )
(

The people are
        Mad
                         Mad and        
                                                     ­         So Afraid


///

Come with me

••

Love is a simple thing

You know who the lovers are

/::/

(  away from the I LOVE YOU games

The lovely people searching hearts for the

Pathways to high dream hills )

•

Of strength and true Grace

:::::    :::::
         •
<>

•

Loving

Kindness

Loving

Peace

Loving

All

Loving

Each

///

Loving the gift giving

Of this sacred place

//://

Danger

Danger

Come little child

Come with me

sacred moments

NEED THEY EVER BE REAL!

(how could they be?)
-------

love

OR

airplanes chrashing into
towering buildings

-------

BUT FOR ALL THE SUFFERING

BUT FOR ALL TOMORROWS
STOLEN
FROM THE ....CHILDREN
EVERY CHILD...EVERY WORLD

-----
------

but for these
and perhaps

for the sacredness of reality itself

i'd say

KEEP THESE DEAR AND SACRED MOMENTS
EVEN IF SO UNREAL
----
----

but

for

THESE"

I MUST SAY

"PLEASE..............
please

won't you please

get it right?

slowly as the rain
sings of healing love
we too
heal
-------
we too
carry such love!
we remember
-----
we too
sing
-----------
-----
we are simple grace
subtle  touch
..
we too
-----------
we too

The cat's  out of the bag

WE'RE  DOOMED!

•
On this mystic afternoon

••

Weaponized satellites in the skies

••

Tweeting love letters to
The hate

••

The cat's out of the bag

••

We just pretending that it ain't

••

The boot upon the face
The sword that dangles above our heads

••

Ain't no
"I love you"-s
Without faux pain

Only vague shadows on the walls

••

Eat THAT apple

Let go

The free FALL

Will take us to where

We

Gotta be

peace comes from the Mountains
(we say it over and over again!)
that "peace comes from the Mountains"

ah, but
where are the Mountain men?

see the rich man in the castle
shooting missiles thru the Void

and the ***** dude in his solitude
spitting venom from his *****

peace comes from the Mountains
(we say it over and over again!)
that "peace comes from the Mountains"

ah, but
where are the Mountain men?

666
---

We wander

We touch and ****

We call it "love"

••

Delicate is the pain

Infantile

••

We wander

We touch and ****

••

We **** eachother and our boredom

With infantile perverse love

& praise eachother

as we wander

Thru timeless agonies

••

We touch we ****** we *******

We use eachother's bodies and not our hands

••

We use our hands for typing lies on the page

••

You don't fool
Me

••

Reality tee vee !

•

Flipping channels

Destroying lives

••

Wandering

Touching killing

Writing poetry

driftin...........
.................................(passin thru)

the panapoly of
....................... those  "indifferent"

past the kingdon of amerikka
out to where........

..................free men dwell
------
-----
--
-

where frankie-boy
walks his rounds

where words are sent up
"to awaken"

and lovely ladies walk the hills

and
those-who-love
always find

the deepest sense
of satisfaction

(past the panopoly of those "indifferent")
----
---
--
hey hey hey

let's go there

and
add a new
add a new

poem or song

add a new
add a new

true vision of man

past the kingdom of amerikka

and its panapoly of those "indifferent"

///   The Storm   ///
///

(stories ----- lives --- unraveling)

----

(Oh well)

••

Alone on the hill

Alone on the street

We ain't (really)
But

What the hell

///  ///  ///

It's only the Rich killin the Poor

••

It's what they Always Do !

(So?)

///
///   The Storm   ///
///

The wandering dream

Shall come true

What do you want?

Best get it Straight

the softly  indecisive "sense" that
seamlessly... enters

our  safely inconclusive vision-
of-the-world

the little lost lovers we nurture
that come and go
come and go

and leave us with a a slight tinge
of guilt we call ......sadness

over and over
till we bore ourselves into a stupor
and safely rot away
til death brings us back to our true
sensibilities

(but it is too late!
too late!)

so easily doomed!
we foul ourselves completely

so knowingly catering
to the unknown fears we have

afraid of the love
that is vulnerability

afraid of feeling
anything at all

On the Pier
.
Early morning pain
We
---
We plot our escape
We try escape somewhere but where?
We don't know just who we are
.
The City Lights beyond the haze
DON'T LOOK!

Ugly
Loveless
WHO GOES THERE?
----
allies
we
....
yes?

CAN I TRUST YOU.?
DO I DARE?
..
Do you know just what I am?
Just like you?

MAYBE
-
This is what we have to know

We must risk dying to find out

(       =      )

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oh yeah we

We be goin home

""

No no more
No no more

These killing games
these killing games

Of
Rich versus poor

No no

We


Ain't

Playin no more


••••••

Done  with the inhuman

Expressions of humanity


I am what I am

And shall so forever remain



I'm
Goin home


You can come with me


•



And we will just go home

We will go home

And there we will stay




.

what if they gave a "tea party" and no-one came?

we get the government we deserve

what do we deserve?

we get the government that does not govern

is that what we want?

who are we?

what if they gave a "tea party" and no-one came?

does it matter?

what matters?

San Francisco nights!

Dead hippie memories
---

All the heros are gone

Where?

(You know
I'm sure you do)

---
----

The line from youth to age is torn

----

By whom?

(Whom indeed!)
---
---

Do I love you?

What of that?

Here amid the liars and the Police

O
0   x   x   0
0 (•)  (•) 0
-
/\

Emergent simplicity

(YOU)

••

All the Raw Power !

--

Come

•

YOU

Reveal the magic of the gift

That you are

••

Today !

****** mess !

YOU !

••

COME

--

Wait till Tomorrow
And we'll
All be dead

(This you know!)

I KNOW YOU KNOW !

••

Little lovey - dovey exchanges
Won't keep you alive
When the **** hits the fan

•••

do you really love?

only actions will tell

---

The supreme moment

You and the emergent infant of immortality

born

Out of the pure flesh that is your own

••

The eternal song

••

Ah yes

You must know the words fore
You can sing