#wiser
I Slam into History from 14 years ago
Monday, February 23, 2026
8:14 AM
Presentation by Fred Donner.
Prophetic prophecy transcription
- off on my own tagent gentlingly-
Allah, God, Elohim, transfiguration
dawn beseechment to the one will,
destiny's chosen few, sorted out ones,
frumpious bandersnatched raptured-ists
Naughty or nice, kind or unkind evillive ev
er even after all kinds follow our war leaders,
Ra ra ra. Prophecy is everywhere, where we are,
swimming through historic runoff, whence we be
the opposing force, the mind behind Christmas, we
used to make children let be while we recollected us,
ourselves abused by inverted latin definity res publica
school of experience, college of legislavitif naif waif
bat that old ****** eye, give a nerd a fantasy, get Jeffy,
Jefe, the old way, why, with fire power, of course, boys,
are boys, never wise, but a few, a select few, of course,
sorted so weird a way as to feel a social duty, a must be
Belushi level direct from ah- the unutterable mortal nomus
domus ********** reservation, home turf, so to think as we
whose war cry has ever been, hey
yah weh, hey, hey, yah, ya way we pray, we prey, we thank
we think and we dance and we all say let us become as one
in soul and spirit, in mind and ****** necessities as one kind,
thinking we have occurred, as such, essential weforms being
heavy on the old side, the world's longest stretch off peak,
third tier history, the ancient city, the discovery of Phosphorus
weighty bundles of science, mere knowings used for living right,
take out phosphorus, it's over for us, so
the answer found is most certainly not martian, but heinleinian
not Mars, no, that is funny though, war imagines its own solution.
Wisdom is justified in her offspring.
FTA, is a finished book, and I happened, as it were, as haps still do
happen upon happiest occasions, per haps as chances are rationed,
each once, each honed most point, frictionalized to Koontzian po'boy
aim, set, read this book, Naked Jungle, bloop, bloop 1952, oh, boy,
MAGA zine, squawking blue jay squeezing the mic, thrice bled,
Longines watch for my nineteenth birthday, the night, I lost,
my link back to a wonder filled bubble one might imagine, just as
we did to become wondering ifs, just ifs, working ifs, just as ifs,
what ifs, solid whatsits, those have uses, reason being balance,
situ
weigh wait situ
zazen so we wait state
wezone---*+-+
fear of falling, taken out of chance, to practice, daily drill, feel
the pattern, watch winds work clouds, and dogs work kids on bikes,
laugh at remembering remembering long dead loved one's stories.
Feb 23
Feb 23, 2026 at 12:33 PM UTC
and it’ll be as if it never happened.
and it’ll all fade away.
days and months and years
and nothing will be the same.
maybe you’ll be older and wiser
maybe you’ll be kinder
and it’ll all be a bad dream
something to shake you up from your sleep
and it’ll leave you to wonder
was it even real?
have i no wounds to heal?
the scars will thicken over
it’ll be brand new again
you’ll forget of love and war
and you will never mend
the tiny fracture in your armor
will create the same salt somber
that somewhere your heart is thieved
that somewhere, within me, your heart, it grieves.
Jul 22, 2025
Jul 22, 2025 at 9:41 PM UTC
what is it to be 40
twice the man, you were at twenty?
four times the man, you were at ten?
is it being wiser
and having your means meet the end?
finances sured up?
with no need, for to be the miser
a divorce or some
perhaps a strong marriage
polyamorous loves
to your heart's desire
addictions? vices? troubles stifling?
death breathing down your neck
to the thumping of your heartbeat
beads of sweat, gather
and run off your chest
like your shoes on the concrete
you are dying
even while you're living
and you know one day
it'll be your last
cause we only get so long
and time goes fast
a baby is born
the next afternoon
an old man is buried
tomorrow could never come
would you ever know it?
Apr 12, 2021
Apr 12, 2021 at 11:06 AM UTC
As we age,
let us not forget
to share the wisdom
we have gained
with the coming
generation.
Dec 26, 2020
Dec 26, 2020 at 4:54 AM UTC
Look, grand pa, that yoostbe a mega mall.
At the edge of paradise, just there, where those sunflowers,
and mustards are making little canyons for trickles
to form rills and eventually, streams to carry away
all that water can dissolve, though, if I
fret I can
wonder at where the asphalt pitch will be,
it being hydrophobic,
insoluble unless we get some more acid rain,
-- yeah, that might work
over time.
the tower in Babel was mortared with bitumen,
what did the destruction of that edifice of mud pollute?
Nevermind, all the empty malls shall make fine villages,
and where the parking lot was,
there will be a meadow of the sort seen where green
is given back
hope, wait… do you imagine
the earth can groan?
do green things hope? do they grow happy or are they
statelessly happening,
verily being the hypostatic form of
homeostasis in
the pursuit of life for life's sake, slightly weighted toward
happy state expecting
good, so for common sense,
we use the colors common to life's attractors
green means go
red is stop…
straight edges, where nothing grows,
those say stop, look and listen
?
we all know the warning signs, or do we get those in lessons
along the way,
along the way of course, I knew,
I was testing you.
once the course is mapped though, then we must learn the way,
before we may go outside and play,
that was different when I was a child, then
I thought readily as a child, with no need of grand kids
to remind me,
this is 2020, but some things never change.
Jul 4, 2020
Jul 4, 2020 at 11:15 PM UTC
My skin gets thicker every time the world strikes me with a backhand blow.
My bones strengthen every time someone I love disappears without warning.
My heart beats more insistently at every attempt someone makes to tear it out.
My soul grows deeper with every ounce of pain that cycles through my being.
Every time the world tries to crush me to its core, I generate resilience. My mind becomes wiser. It takes a certain amount of pain to make a person better. For, in order to rise, you must first be knocked to the ground.
Jun 19, 2020
Jun 19, 2020 at 11:17 PM UTC
I'm starting to question
What is family?
What does that word really mean?
Thought I knew the definition
Contradicting what evidence I've seen
As kids are told that our parents have the answers
Zero reason to believe otherwise
We trust, obey, and rely on them
They nurture us with lies
Like "We do not have a favorite child"
"We love you and your brother the same"
You'd rank two different colors equally
As long as sharing a similar name?
The words, stories, and advice passed along
From elders through the years
Vague clique anecdotes
To pacify our fears
But we cannot be anything we want
We aren't perfect just the way we are
Wish my mother had warned me
Some goals are just too far
We try hard to make them proud
Opinions matter so much
You grow up and realize
Flawed they are so you lose touch
Honor mother and father
Commandment known to all
Guess the Bible's author never shared his
With pills or a bottle of alcohol
Blood thicker than water?
Sayings a joke to me
Thinner than sheets of paper
About the same transparency
Family above everything
I dont think that's fair
Sick of putting people first
When they don't seem to care
Relatives are supposed to lend a hand
Express unjudgmental support
Every time I need help from them
Always somehow come up short
Hastily taking others sides
No matter what arguments about
Assuming I must be totally wrong
They refuse to hear me out
Unconditional love I will always have
That doesn't equal unconditional respect
Don't extend the same courtesy to me
What do they expect?
I have friends treat me better
Than own relatives
Who don't hold over my head
Favors or gifts she/he gives
My parents jealous of my boyfriend
They refuse to understand
I always put him first
Against them take stand
Maybe because he strives every day
Does all he can just to see me smile
Isn't perfect
But when it counts,
He will go the extra mile
They do not care about my happiness
In fact
The last thing on their list
Just want to control me
Push away but they persist
My brother thinks he is superior
Lecturing how I should live the right way
Disagree with a few of his own life choices
The difference is I don't say
I will always be there for them when I can
Even though they aren't always there for me
Mom and Dad sure set great examples
Examples of what NOT to be
Family is a meaningless word
I learned that long ago
Just because someone created your life
Does not mean to them your life you owe
I know they love me as I love them
It's difficult to see
The messed up **** they do
Is because they care for me
But the word "family" lost meaning
The older (and wiser) I became
Now only really matters
When referring to last name
Feb 9, 2020
Feb 9, 2020 at 6:45 AM UTC
It will grant you mistakes
And hurtful blisters
But it will make you wiser
May 23, 2019
May 23, 2019 at 5:01 AM UTC
Carry your scars
with pride, not shame.
What are scars,
but proof you’ve
survived your wounds,
for wounds
carry no scars,
only blood.
What are scars,
but gold stars for
lessons presented
and conquered.
What are scars,
but evidence you’ve
overcome life’s
most difficult obstacles.
What are scars,
but proof of
your success,
leaving you
not broken
but wiser.
Jan 24, 2019
Jan 24, 2019 at 2:19 PM UTC
I saw you today..
By accident..
Caught me off guard..
Wasen't expecting it..
You looked the same..
Head deep into your phone..
Unaware of what's going on around you..
Restored friendships...
With whom you hated...
All because I left you alone..
And all because you cant stand...
To be alone...
Cant say I'm surprised..
You were always high school..
All pom poms on game day..
All talk..
Loose lipped...
Knowing nothing of loyalty..
Starved for attention..
Mouth running constantly...
To whoever would listen..
Always kind of wide eyed..
And not really there...
Yea...
Nothings changed...
Your still the same...
What can I say though..
I have no regrets...
Walking away...
From a ****** up friendship..
You did me so *****
Like we were in high school..
And if you hadn't noticed...
I graduated years ago..
The life you choose to live with you and your kids...
Just isn't okay with me anymore..
You hang out with 21 year olds...
Girl, your 30...
Your Regina George's mom..
Quit playin...
This **** isn't funny...
I hope you invest all your..
"Extra time" into your kids..
They need you...
I'll miss them..
Ill miss you..
I use to love you like a sis...
But I grew up...
I've outgrown your ********
I've hung up my gown and tassel...
Its time for you to do the same..
Oct 17, 2017
Oct 17, 2017 at 2:56 AM UTC
I will keep chasing,
Be better and grow wiser;
40-year old me
Apr 25, 2017
Apr 25, 2017 at 8:44 PM UTC
The older we get the wiser we're supposed to become,
such is the general result of experience in life for some.
But with age there's also the prospect of the deterioration of health
and the wisdom that's gained is used to maintain the body by stealth.
_____________________________
Aug 21, 2016
Aug 21, 2016 at 10:09 PM UTC
At midnight I was mid breath in a new day
It felt like more than a year of stay and wait
I called a stalemate with this time in my life
and here was a day to celebrate?
So I exhaled in a new year
It became clear it was only new for me
with the news that's on T.V.
There must be a reason that I just can't see
Something to steer me and drive me along
It materialized there while they all sang the song
I am alive and that is enough
My family is here and I am well loved
It came in the form of a pair of beige sandals
I breathed in and blew out the candles
Jun 12, 2016
Jun 12, 2016 at 10:24 PM UTC
*Life
Is bad
It throws
Many worse situations
In whatever path we take
Sometimes
We feel
So weak, powerless
Fragile, exhausted, spent, hesitant
In front of those situations
But
The only
Intention of them
Is to make you
Stronger, wiser, mightier and better
It
Is your
Test of life
We all have to
Go through and top them
So
Stand up
No matter how
Or why you fall
Fight and become better you
And
One day
Life will lose
Seeing your brave heart
Bowing in front of you*
May 5, 2016
May 5, 2016 at 11:52 AM UTC
His lips told the stories of sleep & day-dreams.
Heavy on his tongue was a white lie.
Between the wink of his teeth was yet another.
And that is how she knows what truth tastes like.
Aug 19, 2015
Aug 19, 2015 at 9:01 AM UTC
I Thought
I Lost A "Good Woman"
That trauma caused my pulse
to lay flat on a gurney
Ambulance Sirens of Dire Emergency
Rang loud in my eardrums
On my way to
The Heartbreak
Came to find out
It was a
FALSE ALARM
Hallelujah!!
I'm Alive
But will not ever allow
myself to be swindled again
It is hazardous to my health
Amen!
Jun 13, 2015
Jun 13, 2015 at 1:06 PM UTC
and to think, maybe you could love me.
but i knew your young heart never could.
i have so much rage inside.
Jun 11, 2015
Jun 11, 2015 at 9:34 PM UTC
what i say
i mean with the kindest of hearts
my love
is often mistaken for hate
because sometimes my visions spill out of my mouth when i see the life you’re trying to create
just take
a look
but don’t look with your eyes
your eyes can’t see when your mind starts to fly
what i say
i say with an authority i shouldn’t have
inhibition delivering me to my very well deserved state
teenage dream
but the dreams i have are controlled chaos
nightmares that twist my rib cage towards the so desired truth
what i say
is the result of you trying to bleach me
teach me the truth that was passed down to greet me
wash me of my secret maturity
because its rude to stand up for what i believe in
if what i believe in
is on the opposite end of a person over five years older than me
what i say
is more than an everyday opinion
i have washed that word from my vocabulary
and protested it to no end
what i say
is not the result of the lack of thinking
it’s the result of admitting that the lack of thinking created this mess that we call
freedom of speech
and i know a little more of what it’s like
to become an object of a proven point
when your point has been proven by others
and you have to sharpen the edges for it to be seen as the same words
and i don’t know every scripture
but i know that God is love
so why are those three words seen differently on Sunday morning out of a preachers mouth?
and i’m no republican (sorry daddy) but i know my God given rights
my country given rights
and my self given rights
but i no longer see that integrity in the cops we throw outside
and i dare say
i am afraid of the american flag
because the fabric is being held against our mouths
silencing us by giving us freedom
but if i brought these things up to you
you wouldn’t understand
because you take part in the war
and don’t feel the land and it’s plans
70% of the people i know could tell me i’m wise
but when the time comes to talk i gotta sit on the sidelines
and watch people potentially ruin their lives
because i’m 13
all i have to worry about are friendships
and lies
and homework
and guys
and i’m not downplaying these things
i’m just saying
a lot of adults have signed me up for wars
and told me i’m not ready for the training
but hey
what do i know
i’m only 13
but just because a cut is small
doesn’t mean it won’t bleed
and experience means nothing without integrity
which is better than anything you could ever teach
so when i speak
someone is bound to listen to me
and to that one random person
who i’ll probably never meet
thank you
for being a part of the solution
despite the fact
that we’re only 13
and in case you were wondering about the other 30
in the percentage above
**
it’s my family**
Jun 8, 2015
Jun 8, 2015 at 10:44 PM UTC
I constantly tiptoe at the brink of insanity,
Continuously treading so close to its realm.
Sometimes I wonder if it's worth the trouble
Or if maybe, just maybe
It would be wiser
Smarter
Bolder
To welcome the insanity
And tumble in
Head first.
Sep 23, 2014
Sep 23, 2014 at 1:50 AM UTC
this roaring fire in my belly
consumes me like a cleansing brushfire
preparing the ground for new growth
from the ashes of my former self
wiser, stronger, less afraid,
like a phoenix, i will rise
May 18, 2014
May 18, 2014 at 7:50 PM UTC