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John B Dec 2016
In a previous patch of the simulation

Anglo-Saxons were the only humans

What you know as an ethnicity is homogeny of a race

Our blood was dominate and we were ashamed

We knew the loss and mourned it

People knew then door is synonymous with portal

It was taken for granted over time

The grandeur of motion

We move only the one way in time

Probably backwards based on our speed

Our galaxy the same it seems forward regardless

We also move through potential but that's another story

As we progress we take more and more for granted

Become more confused by new things

We don't understand the fundamentals anymore

Is it possible to go back?

Can we recover our eye for the oracle?

Survive what time has in store?

One way or another

Lets hope for Aquarius
So the patch is delayed. lets not pressure them to put it out half finished. It will be better when its ready.
John B Dec 2016
I need her but I'm not needy

I love her and she thinks I'm fake

Just not sure what I can tell her

My still trying's no mistake
I am unworthy and she's unready. All in so how to raise the stakes. I don't suppose she knows my investment. all I can do is appreciate.
John B Dec 2016
A state of being

A petite girl so cute and bubby she deserves an equally precious descriptor.

I met this girl at the show who was just so Shmoe turned me inside out and I want some more.

{sush-mo}
Something me and and once good friend came up with. Like early high school late middle school.
John B Dec 2016
Numbered in our instincts is the truth of natures right

Slow our chosen poisons wrought with agony unkind

Known within the moral wrong of cutting short a life

Beginning our own torments to temper tantrums might
tobacco, alcohol, food and stress, make a slow death.
John B Nov 2016
Joy
Joy is found and joy is had

Never lost and never drab

And you may think that's not so bad

But I think of it as rather sad

Like a child new to hurt

Appalled someone feels different

We live in a brutal world

But pretend harm is distant

Blind to pain or just plain ignorant

Joy is delusional and indignant

Frankly mirth or myth

A content man could do to part

With focusing on long term happiness

Prepared for all the random crapyness

Acknowledging that folks cause havoc

For fun and profit or just because their good at it

As an island, self sufficient

Find happiness and practice dwelling in it.

Maximize but know it's finite.
Like anything it takes practice, no magic just a skill. No acquisition just accomplishment. Some things are our of your control but nothing is beyond your control. Time is the only limiting factor and life span is not the limit it once was.
John B Nov 2016
In a world of nobodys and somebody's

I'm ether a nobody trying to be something

Or a somebody pretending to be nobody.
Its not so bad, just lonely.
John B Oct 2016
ska
Ska is dead it died with the 90s

Bliss we burned for December 99

I loved the sound of a horn with the snare drum

Joyous anthem of celebration

Sharing honest recollections

Unafraid of doing harm past its candy coated tone
Lock me up, and throw away the key, there's no use in hiding her from me, I'm far to swift and far to keen but that, you'll see, the only chance to save her is to ******* me, I will perform the courting dance and play the song of my people loud as war drums outside of her house, untill her court and vessels come out, my sword could spit them with a joust but I want the approval of your counts and clowns, you can try all you might, I can suffer slings and arrows like the bravest knight, I can dance and sing but best of all I'm free, and I've chosen to spend my fall and spring in the process of persuading your father the king, to let me buy you a ring, but with a planets core sized diamond I am sure he will be kinder, then he has been.
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