#assisted
before you find the treasure long cursed.
Where x marked a spot,
the report said a decusstation occurred,
struck a nerve and lit a will to find an answer,
to a quest, with its ions gone.
In Piracy, as in any trade,
during the long, long winters of this era's
Sixteenth Century, -- base seamanship is primary,
being as we have but this one little boat to venture in,
bubble, if you insist, a bit of life's own breath, magi know,
in fact we can dive to the bottom of the sea, from the top,
and fight our fear of crushing death, until each who does, does.
And we others can imagine,
going down, no weight, self propelling porpois- ing assist fin,
plunging past the deepest ever,
once,
knowing only I am not the first to pass out before I know
what happens, so I imagined this,
free falling below our bouancy, deep
notice, no pressure,
notice, breathing, as though, we lived in a water balloon,
and we laughed bubbles,
and mom felt nauseous.
Billions and billions of bubbles. A we bit o' cosmic foam.
Aug 18, 2023
Aug 18, 2023 at 5:45 PM UTC
This year near now later as I slide into safe for
the feeling,
never once in real life as they call the experience of
mortal ripening misspellts
corrected asgoodas
magigic
tstsefly sleepy sick o hno this is that book
louis said it sounds like science fiction --- but
you init lou
look
it's that guy who married your mom and rescued your from the
cult,
fundamentally,
with no regard for the damage
I just knew. Okeh, we were caught in a net we did not know exists.
Evil in its e-sense, virtual balnce factor intended to keep good
in constant chessish cheshirish grin
cheque,
en garde, to point a fault in the plan… ellipses suffice for a minor
re
spect to authors admitting un belief of most
order quired fixt ac-counting tual vir-beginning ever
things, with no
withdrawal date, the riches pile up so hitchenslipped in the bull
Creflo Dollar, props, brohawny black ****** mofoe than fren
in the end,
y'did your proper whatever you knew in your self right right
it just feels wrong
jets, ball'n'f'Jeesus, risen above the fray,
in Beulah Land,
c'mon childrens, t'all join me walk wit jesus hear me say
ain't another way I know and you know,
I cain't lie
nonono chile my heart be fixt
fixt means, ain broke
no joke, blowin hard hard har on that deep left end
blue bleu sacre bleu
I best rest and find mind gone a wander why you hear?
Both, heare, here and hear, oft stretched to cover
to means of leaking wwwwu.
we may, as we the corpus hoct to pay some debt
somebody never owed,
an oath to believe a lie is true,
I absolve you. You are free to no longer bher
the burden of eventually accounting
for every, every, every ever
sworn idle word
lock for
ever int the con fused wicks match lock candles,
we did not know if this went to now,
when we have these
magic pens and broad bands of reading minds finding
threads
we
share, ideas at bare word level, down to actual
jots, breath commas, some call them
but readers of many [paradigms of mind] novels,
realize their roles
with shame,
venting noxious fumes for [that verted joy fools floods of
test-toss-or be owned}}}protein trigger me a fu
ture
sure thing ding
Those genes that code for proteins are composed of tri-nucleotide units
called codons, each coding for a single amino acid.
Each nucleotide sub-unit consists of a phosphate,
deoxyribose sugar and one of the 4
nitrogenous nucleotide bases.
The purine bases adenine (A) and guanine (G) are larger and consist
of two aromatic rings.
The pyrimidine bases cytosine (C) and thymine (T) are smaller and consist
of only one aromatic ring.
In the double-helix configuration,
two strands of DNA are joined to each other by hydrogen
bonds
in an arrangement known as
base pairing.
From <https://www.sciencedaily.com/terms/genetic_code.htm#:~:targetText=The%20genome%20of%20an%20organism,for%20a%20single%20amino%20acid.>
Can we stand up right balanced, okeh. This ain't anybodies idea of hell,
except the one Mormon guy who told me Morman worst ell, tellestial kingdom,
was so much better than now that if god let you see it,
you would die to get there.
Time will tell.
Keep the pressure on, high speed chase scarios are not torture,
they only feel like
lift off, oh shitunexpected floatin ches above
the idea of enjoyment as an occupation.
Peacemaking, as an occupation, occupying until now we
gather, at the river and laugh
laugh laugh alladem rules and reg ulah stuff, gwa n on ol woids wise
womb man know gnosticious suspicious
auspicity
perspicacity capacity to tttalk sit no stutification evacuation of
I can't
remember. But grandpa, remember, Siri knows, ask her.
2019 wandering away from the ol'fo'khome ain't the
adventure it once was
past the edges of all the known in the world. My 8 yr old
grand daughter put a locater spell on my
converged network node
if I manifest in odd realms she has Siri steer me to bed.
The future is as good as I imagined,
but I'm not the guy about to die while wondering what he missed
that everyone else knew from the womb.
Nov 21, 2019
Nov 21, 2019 at 11:51 PM UTC
Assisted suicide...
The white coats are waiting
Little pills to stop the pain
All’s needed now is to swallow
To sleep and stop the shame
A shame that didn’t belong
A family left to morn
A journey already written
A body broken and worn
Go gently to the white coats
Keep my hand till you silently slip
Swallow down your shame, my father
I’ll remain till you lose your grip
Mar 15, 2018
Mar 15, 2018 at 12:09 AM UTC
Something is wrong with my brain
What are we doing?
I think I'm dying
I'm dying
I'm going to die
Am I going to die?
What are we doing?
I'm scared
I don't feel well
-Chu
Dec 11, 2016
Dec 11, 2016 at 4:02 PM UTC
Where is he?
He abandoned me here.
They take me outside and the leave me in the cold.
It's my only pleasure in the day.
I need someone with me.
Do you have any idea how lonely I feel?
Do you even know how alone I am?
Where is he?
Dec 11, 2016
Dec 11, 2016 at 4:05 PM UTC
Do you think I've got wisdom?
I have been thinking, and talking to God, and I realized something. I am one of God's children, I am one of God's children!
Are you one of God's children?
They are so angry, so angry all of the time, so angry at the world. At everybody else. Something that they don't realize, that I realize, is that they are angry at themselves. They are angry because they are confused, and their minds don't work like they used to. They are angry because they are afraid, because they can't take care of things like they used to.
I see that.
Sometimes I get angry because this is called assisted living, but I can't get any assistance around here. I've got nothing. I can't get no assistance.
I know this, this is Perry Como.
Merry Christmas.
- Bob
Dec 11, 2016
Dec 11, 2016 at 4:16 PM UTC
Come and join the fun
This world has just begun
to get crazy
There's room for everyone
**** your life
It's not worth living
So follow me
Down this road
That No one knows of
Just the moon
And the stars
I'll take you
Far away
From this place
No one
Will find you there.
Once you leave with me
And finally see
What you've been missing
You'll never want to leave
They say that time
Is never ending
So follow me
Down this road
That No one knows of
Just the moon
And the stars
I'll take you
Far away
From this place
No one
Will find you there
As if youve
disappeared
I'll think I'm in the clear
But this is just an ordinary fix
For dealing with a world like this
End this
Is the end
Is the
End this
is the end
Is the
End this
Is the end
Is the
End this
Is the end
Is...
Jonestown.
Jan 30, 2016
Jan 30, 2016 at 1:05 AM UTC