#reassure
Let me hear,
Please tell me,
Try to make clear
That you know everything
Or anything for sure
And I'll make sure
To reassure
That you sir
Are a lier
'Cause even the son of the maker
Says his own father
Is the only one to know for sure
When the rapture
Will occur
©2024
Sep 4, 2024
Sep 4, 2024 at 4:16 PM UTC
If those mountains could talk, they would
If those sculpture could talk, they would
If your walls could talk, they would
If the mirrors could talk, they would
They are there
Patiently
To witness
To console
To listen
To reflect
They thrive
In silence
So do you
Feb 3, 2022
Feb 3, 2022 at 1:01 AM UTC
Nations arose after the days of Peleg,
in the legendary story of Babel,
which
does have a present presence on the surface,
of the after Babel yon der myth of us
we the sapience augmented common sensed band,
single-sideband, of course, if you can cut the antennae,
to this old freq,
radioman entertainment zone, post
pasts unbelieved arizen
as we see around about us
we the beings thinking we were put here,
by no will of our own,
okeh? Hard for me to agree, for
I was a self-willed child, on the earth of 1954,
made unspoil-able, by my measure, sould,
so whatever I touch prospers,
it does not turn to gold, but time,
precious years
in days
proving once more, the way of life
remains reproof of instructions,
glitches gitinin, gremlins ist-hextical real messages,
say measure twice, cut once, keep plenty
of spare teleo-smores, say again
- whisper- find the answer -
DID is the strategy, not the disability.
Gitcheractagethah, adam henry….haul ***
Call the cops. I shot the sheriff.
Renegade boomers, eh? You seen some, h'eabouts?
Hunter people, no-sense talk babblers, yon der here
we come
sons of them guns was left.
Yep, ***** head on an old man in vietnam t'day,
tells a story told since Nimrod's,
time, at the briefest,
least heated
hate
instance of one once main flow, recirculating as the water
remembers,
all this did happen, parts of all of us were here,
in this moment, relative to you.
The entire creation groans in travail awaiting…
wait a minute.
we did do this, as a whole. See, besides knowns lost,
for their use in con structing the destructive idea given
Tubal-cain.
The enthrallment of Tubal-cain, you may imagine,
progressed with the reiteration of the father's curse on cain,
the signal emanating from the seed that knows the cost of dying.
Cain and Able, well, we have a few ways that tale makes the sense.
Have no fear, all that is past understanding, it cannot crush you.
Commoners hold the common sense, rule of reality.
Peace outward.
The commons are in fine shape,
fret not, we got some old peacemakers smoking flower,
blowing smoke up monstrosity's assine suggestion that I die.
Apr 22, 2021
Apr 22, 2021 at 6:27 PM UTC
i push people away
when all i really want
is for someone to hug me
and tell me it’s all okay
Jun 17, 2019
Jun 17, 2019 at 8:40 AM UTC
But inside...I know
That perhaps of a spark of it is still there
And that very spark,
It will grow and grow, faster and faster...
Just like the way,
A perfectly round cherry does
And from that little orb of light,
It will bloom,
Burst.
Give way the gooey goodness inside.
Empty it all until it is free.
Explode.
Crackle.
As if celebrating its final achievement,
Showering sparks absorbed by the air.
As they heavily rain down,
Like a group of shooting stars.
What was once a spark...
Now a firework.
Jan 18, 2016
Jan 18, 2016 at 5:21 AM UTC
Talk to you without problem
Look at you without outage
Answer you without hesitation
Smile you without stop
Disappoint you without attention
Annoy you without regret
Reassure you without success
Aug 23, 2015
Aug 23, 2015 at 6:37 AM UTC
I feel Alone, and she feels me in return.
Reassures me when there's nowhere to turn.
One thing is certain. I'll know it 'till the end
I'll always have Alone when I need a best friend.
(Living alone is an inspiration. It becomes clear what your solve craves; what you can't live without.)
Jul 22, 2014
Jul 22, 2014 at 9:18 PM UTC