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Now we all know the story of the grinch and the who's
So listen quite closely for I have some bad news
The Grinch is back in Whoville and before you make a fuss
The blame for his existence must fall on all of us
We the the Grinch in power, we elected him you see
This time the Grinch has got a name, it's Brian Mulroney!
You're a mean one Misher Grinch
The meanest man alive
You stay up in your mansion
At 24 Sussex Drive, Mister Grinch
The Grinch called for his council to gain some ideas
He planned to discover each persons worst fears
"I've demolished their lifestyles in the time I've been King"
Then he thought to himself, "That has a nice ring!"
"I've sold out the country to whomever would buy it"
"It's such a feeling of power, I wish you could try it!"
"I've taxed all I can  I've cut low cost housing"
"It makes me feel special, in fact it's arousing"
"I'll get them this Christmas, make them regret their decision
"Of voting NO on my Constitutional Vision"
"I;ll leave them no money to celebrate the season"
"And if they speak out against me, I'll charge them with treason"
Now, out in the Provinces the people spoke out
We;ve fot to find someone to knock the Grinch out
We've not much to choose from, It'll be a tough job
We cannot depend on the broad and the slob
Audrey McLughlin, I'm sure isn't up to the test
I'm not sure what's bigger her IQ or her chest
Jean Chretien was good, but his reputation is fraying
And if you're not from Quebec, you don't know what he's saying!
The Grinch was a terror who did not like free speech
Elijah Harper learned this when he put "MEECH" on the beach
We need a strong leader to whom the torch can be past
It doesn't matter what party, we just need one fast.
Back up on the hill, the Grinch started to fume
He was feeling threatened by someone, but he wasn't sure whom,
He called in Joe Clark and they formed a long list
Of all those against him, but there was someone they'd missed!
They listed the Premiers from the West to The Rock
There was not one name among them that was made of the stock
to take on the Country and make it stand strong and free
In fact of 5 of 11 couldn't quite spell B.C.!
But deep in his soul the Grinch still felt a tingle
So he called on hils staff and fave Geroge Bush a jingle
Maybe H. Ross Perot was a citizen up here,
You know who he is, he's the one with the ears!
The Prez told the Grinch that Perot wasn no threat
But, the Grinch was still worried, there was someone else yet...
Now the people waged searches in each nook and cranny
And the leader they'd found had a beard, was named Lanny
He said "I can help you but I'll not thake the reigns"
"But, you'll find your new leader if you'll just read MACLEANS"
The people thought hard and when they broke from their huddle
They remembered a phrase from the past "Fuddle Duddle!"
The leader they sought was Pierre Elliot Trudeau!
But no one was sure if he'd return to the show
They approached the ex-leader and they spoke of their quest
They all spoke of taxes and how he was the best
To come back to The Grits and be saviour for all
He thought on it a bit and then he stood up quite tall
He said "Yes, I'll do it!", and his voice came alive
"What I buggered in twelve years, The Grinch has ******* in five!"
Now, the rest of the story is yet to be told
The winds of change are a blowing and they're blowing quite cold
Please heed what I've written and think for a while
For the Grinch is still here with his chin and his smile
This Christmas think ******* the message I've sent
Let's make it the last he get his seven per-cent
Let's make this a Christmas both Joyous and true
Let's give the Grinch what he gave us, but let's give it times two!
I will probably be writing an entirely new version later this year, once the son of Trudeau, Justin Trudeau, becomes the Liberal Party Leader and is on his way to becoming, hopefully, The Next Prime Minister of Canada. This was originally written in 1992, but with the way the Canadian Political environment is today, it still fits, so I pulled it from my handwritten archives and posted it here. If you are Canadian, you can tell, all you have to do is switch Mulroney for Stephen Harper  and you have the same grinch we had before.
anastasiad Nov 2016
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SøułSurvivør Jul 2015
Tribute to my childhood hero
Joni Mitchell

The album covers beaten
The player old and worn
The needle barely tracking
From all the scratches borne
Upon the vinyl surfaces
Of albums that were stored
Unlocking wonderous worlds
Of music I adored

I would lie in cloistered darkness
To hear a voice so sweet
There I'd usher in the nighttime
To worship at her feet
Struck by earthy lyrics
But somewhat strange
Unearthly tunes
To trace with disconnected fingers
The most sensitive of wounds

How sad that good songs
Unsung heroes
Like "Morning Morgantown"
Wouldn't live forever
To "buy your dreams a dollar down"

Recall "Big Yellow Taxi"?
You can rest assured I do!
And "Ladies of the Canyon"
And her epic album "Blue"
Most folks recall a song
Entitled "Both Sides Now"
'Bout clouds and love and life
But they do not know
Her poetic expression
Unearthed deep jazzy riffs
Elitism. Hypocrisy.
And "Summer Lawns" that "Hissed"

At the pinnacle of greatness
Her album "Court and Spark"
Will always be a touchstone
For purity in art

A deeply troubled woman
At certain times in life
Loving truely... deeply
In the "Industry" meant strife

A versatile genius
Her lyrics resonate
Fot the very thing that scarred her
Also made her great

---

At times I'd sit and ponder
A self-inflicted crime
But I would postpone the act
To hear her one last time
Her songs touched me so deeply
Places only she could know
With her voice to guide me
I found a place to go
She became my inspiration
My metaphor. My muse.
Joni Mitchell told my heart
To write of its abuse

I aspire to higher standards
A perfection as it were
And should my work be recognized
I owe it all to her.
Though endlessly I search
For perfect sense of art
It's brought on by

INPERFECTION

But a kind and loving heart.

What I saw in her self portrait
Was a humble, gentle face
She was the greatest mentor

a human life could grace


SoulSurvivor
(C) 10/14/2014
Rewritten
(C) 7/17/2015
Judy Collins. Joan Baez. Carol King.
Just to name a few female
Singer/songwriters of the 60s and 70s
But my favorite was Joni Mitchell.
Her songs "spoke to me".
I was often suicidal as a teen.
But I would lie and listen to music
and let her voice talk me out of it.
I loved her poetic expression
And she is why I am a
poet/songwriter today.

---
i May 2014
and it's five am,
and i should be getting
ready do to something,
anything,
but no,
i decide to
sit on the cold,
white bathroom floor,
with a lit cigarette,
and an empty bottle
of wiskey next
to me,
while in the bedroom,
my lover sleeps peacefully
on the squeaky, messy bed,
and patiently awaits
fot my arrival
back in bed,
which will never come.
i'm exausted of living.
Syifa Nov 2013
02.09.13

You, pretty girl, said I’ll never understand how much you love me. But, I don’t know why you love me like you do. What I actually think is; why? I’m nothing special. You could have any boy and I’m just another guy in a band.

But, in another way, I do understand. I know youre hopelessly head-over-heels. And I cant explain how much you mean to me. You are the reason why my dream is now become a reality. You are the reason of the smile on my face.

Believe me, when I said “I love you!” I mean it with all of  my heart. I found it silly that you spend your teenage years thinking about me more than your beautiful self. You said “You are my sunshine” “You saved me” but then you said “He doesn’t even care” “Why did I keep trying” and I don’t understand.

You are everything I want in a person, why are you so sad? Pretty girl, you are my sunshine. I want you to be happy, you mean the whole world to me. Don’t even say I said this to earn attention because I meant every single word I said. You like me, I like you. Its simple.

One day, I’ll find a girl and she might be special. But you’ll always be on my mind. I don’t want you to waste your time on me. You’ll fall in love again, you’ll love him. And I’m okay with that, princess. Youre so beautiful of course any boy will fall fot you. Don’t worry about me. The memory of me will soon fade away. Maybe one day you’ll laugh when you think of me and your heart will flutter, a bit, for me. But mine always skips a beat for you. You are gorgeous and I cant describe how much I want to hold you and whispers sweet nothings into your ear. But I cant. You will find someone that can do that and when you do, please hold him tight.

Find someone who can replace me. Find someone who makes your heart race. Pretty, stunning, gorgeous, beautiful girl, you bring a smile to my face everytime I think of you. Please think of me. Smile like I know you do. And take a deep breath.
I love you, you know that.
SøułSurvivør Mar 2017
A Story of Scientology and the
Mental Health System Connection

THE BILLION YEAR CONTRACT

So I had this boyfriend. I don't really know *why
I stayed with him. Except that he was fairly intelligent. He left scientology not longer after I left, I discovered later. But, truth be told, he was NOT attractive to me. He had a lisp. THAT wouldn't have bothered me so much, but he couldn't dance either.... LOL! That was, for some reason, important to me in a man. Always has been. He also had a jaw like a steamshovel and eyes like poached eggs. Oh, well...

Anyway,  he was very excited about a do that was happening up in Phoenix!  There was a brand new ORG!  Scientologese for organization, especially a high echelon one. This Org was the TOP at that time! The Flag Land Base! Located in a once-glamorous resort town, Clearwater, Florida. A place of sugar sand beaches and tropical beauty! There was an Orientation going on, and he wanted me to go with him...

That was the most Fateful night of my life. This FOT (Flag Orientation Tour) was actually a recruitment drive. For the infamous Sea Organization!

When I arrived I was impressed. It was in a conference room at a nice hotel. All the materials they handed me were slickly printed. The only thing that bugged me were the uniforms. The folk not in suit jackets even wore lanyards! That warning sign in my stomach should have told me.... RUN!!! AS FAST AND FAR AS YOU CAN!!! But did I listen? NO! And that was a mistake that cost me 24 precious years of my life. Golden years. Years I could have been in school. College and university. Instead I worked as a peon slave for that CULT. Then 20 years stolen by virulent targeting. TRAGIC!

I stayed. And I was lulled into a false sense of security. The speeches by the various "big-wigs" of FLB didn't start till 9 PM. And lasted till 10:30! Their voices were stern yet sonorous. Hypnotic. They told of the importance and "nobility" of the Sea Org. And the very PINNACLE of importance was the Flag Land Base! in balmy and beautiful Clearwater! Where the BEST and most RESPECTED "auditors" and "trainers" took the adherents of Scientology to the most advanced stage of spiritual growth... OT VIII. SCIENTOLOGY WORKS! YES! YOU, TOO, CAN REACH NIRVANA!

What a bunch of HORSESH-T!!!

Anyway. These guys and gals began to look glamorous to me! With their uniforms and scrambled eggs on their hats...

Then the real kicker. "THEY WERE OUT TO CLEAR THE PLANET. And little miss Cathy Jarvis could be a PART of this Noble Cause. That was it. I bought it. Hook. Line. And SINKER.

Even the hard, pockmarked face of the recruitment officer, nor her beady black eyes, could deter me. I was sleepy by that time, and hardly noticed the Contract I signed was for A BILLION YEARS...

I could LEAVE the "Podunk" town I lived in. Go first to spectacular LOS ANGELES... then to...

*... A NEW LIFE in balmy CLEARWATER FLORIDA!!!
If you haven't read Parts I, II and III PLEASE do so. This is a book about how scientology used mind control to destroy my life. The lives of hundreds, perhaps thousands of people in mental institutions and even PRISONS may be at stake. Scientology uses mind control techniques to make people appear INSANE. THEY DID IT TO ME.
Cristy Sesma Jan 2017
Sugar sugar spice
Oh baby
Its my look that drives you crazy
Not my eyes
Open legs, closed mind, tradition follows
Let me pray
Today. Am I forgiven today?
Tomorrow I may sin again
Or maybe i'll just sing
Love, walks alone feeling misunderstood
Obsession, ***, naive
High socks, short skirt, shy smiles
Always a rebel, never held a cause
You keep running
Spicing up your day
Blaming others on your mistakes
Never at ease because
Always looking fot a place to hide
Oh baby
You are not even sweet
You have no spice
Not even darkness in your soul
You are just a ghost of the unknow
Trying to be someone believing it means something
When you only look like a fool
Transforming yourself into a joke
mark john junor Dec 2013
the plight obscene to her
as the denied
she stands in the corner shouting into
the nearness of the unyeilding wall
that its unfair
nighttime cannot fend fot itself
the disease of light will infect its borders
and spread across the skys pallet
the deformity called sight will
allow others to see
her sad face
sitting in a broken shopping cart
with her white party dress torn
her makeup a puddle of tears
they will all be able to see
she isnt the engine of perfection anymore
that she isnt factory fresh and polished
its unfair that night
must suffer the inglorious day
that it must be blighted by light
unfair i tell you
she cries into the paint
standing in her humble corners
dire straights and desperate measures
on her magical mind
i weep now in my own desperate box
for my former lover
abandon to her side road circus
i foolishly run to her and spend the night
making love to her
trying to heal us both
but it is folly to retread broken footsteps
on a path forgotten as the loves
we once shared
she asks me to cease writing
for she sees it as the pen has poisoned her bed
i weakly surrender
we sleep
i dream of
O! Yesterday you are gone forever
to be seen no more
your seconds,your minutes,your hours,
they are all but buried in the sleep of the night.
Things left behind in the arms of procastination
becomes the doings of today
greased with sweating in pains
for the pleasures known yesterday
o! Yesterday you were onces todays activities
at your fertile soil seeds were planted
watering by today
fot to the hope of tomorrows harvest
uncertainty!!!
Uncertainty!!!
They are all uncertainties
for we know not which seeds were planted
yesterday is gone!!!
yesterday is dead!!!
But its depositions are very much alive
to bring to our harvest that which was sown.
Ni5ha Mar 2015
Splattered paint on jeans like a mural cover cold pale legs on a moving train
Converses beaten with color show a rainbow of hard work done by the feet it keeps warm
I don't know the face beside me and I dare not look
I don't want to judge a book by the cover fot it is more important to judge their shoes
The sneakers cry creativity, art, and passion
And his body remains as still as a painting
The sneakers finally shift and leave at 14th Street
Only for a pair of black boots to take its position
Bye bye motley Converses
gracie breaux Dec 2016
Mr.man in the moon
when i call for you can you hear me?
can you hear my words soaked in pain and heartbreak?
Do they reach you all the way up there?
Mr man in the moon can you see the scars i desperately try to hide? can you see the ones that are so deep, deep enough to reach my heart?  scares that have been made for all of my life?
Mr. man in the moon can you smell me? can you smell my liqueur stained clothes or my lips which hint at smoking and drinking?

you sit on your thrown and hear us calling fot you, calling at you for words of wisdom. we all want your attention. So answer us! answer me!
please
i dont know what to do...
JKela Smith Jul 2011
Sticks and stones leave cuts and bruises, but words go deep, and feelings it chooses .
Wounds go away as times go by. But saying words don't hurt. That is a lie .
The intense mellows I hear in the voice. It's as if I have to make a choice,
to let it flow by in the wind or let it replay over and over again .
The sorrow I hear when someone regrets , they know the pain they cause you.
Even when they move on and forget, the cut still seeps inside you .
A broken record you hear the same parts , a chorus of a song .
The simple words that pierced you deep, were there all along .
You can't erase what you heard, the permanent ink bleeds through your soul.
It becomes so heavy you can't take the pain then it imprint its hole .
What you once thought of words, things you use everyday can damage and destroy when used the wrong way. My freedom of speech is just as good.
But you wonder why its criticised when I don't tell a lie.
When I'm real, its wrong.
When I'm right, It's passed along .
But when I hurt someone time stops.
Time stops fot them as it once did for me when I seen that imperfection they pointed out .
And when I realize that it will never go away .
It's easy to be observant than admitting, because once you admit its set in stone and the denial all fades.
These branches are a shadow,
of the roots we see not grow.

Leaves turn brown in time of spring,
the patient earth knows everything.

Earth embalms the tree with soil,
keeps it strong throughout the toil

though the tree may lose its beauty,
It were not left unattended.
Fot the loss were temporary,
and the tree stood liberated,
the heavens found it worthy
though a younger tree ascended.

It was once an old, forgotten snag
...once blossomed but still died a log


And although the tree departed,
still the secret's not unearthed...
This poem involves what's happening to earth's trees.
Micheal Wolf Sep 2013
Death becomes you I heard her say as she watched me shed this mortal coil
Lifeless carcass upon the bed eyes open stare to space.
The poison had done all its work and now to leave this crowded earth.
Year upon year weary and worn in effort to destroy my living soul.
Thou almost did it, killed me off with mental poison but you could not
Fot the spirit is stronger than your vile heart
So today I'LL LIVE!
You can *******
Jeffrey Robin Apr 2016
.

the moon bright shining in the sky

)))()(((


A SONG BY

the 4 girls

----


past the old rusted facade

Trying
To cover over


THE TRUE FACE OF HUMANITY

<>•<>•<>•<>

the masks of twisted greed and
Sexless anger

THE FEAR

)(

Hey hey

Child
Come away

( anyone can be a child )


Anytime now

It may still
Be possible to be free

///////
/////      /////


swaying

Dance !

The rhythm !

( The bodies of the seekers

All around )




the magic of the sacred images


SHE

( who walks across the bridge

NOW

Can't you see ? )

;:;:

she's heading fot them  hills  !

"""

We may follow if we want

)(

We can do near bout anything !


.
Hxney Bunny Jul 2016
We may not be perfect
just as somebody else
we're the ones that know
that everything has an end.

Now I'm on my knees
praying to a God that I
don't think exists,
praying fot the mistaken butterflies
for the fragility of their wings.
Praying for them in this wild world
wondering if someone is praying for me.

I know the world is full
of sensations and feelings
so I'll let the roots fill me
and make an armor around my limbs.

I hope someone is praying
for the tree girl
the girl who is made of dust and pollen.
I hope they believe in me
because I know things
about the end of everything,
about the imperfections
and the end of the world,
the one that make me alive.
Trevon Haywood Dec 2015
Everyone knows that i still love math and science.
But i have plenty of options for that too.
Because this is going to be a great party ever.
And i still wanna celebrate all day and all night.
We are never gonna waste time for all the things we've had done fot the past couple of years.
Anyways, i still love the rain so much because it's way better than snow.
Besides, there's no snow in New England yet, but we'll see if i can predict the weather for the winter season as soon as possible.
And since it's the final month of 2015, i can do whatever i want to in a new partner and i can fall in love with someone all over again.

Anonymous. 12/2/2015.
©2015 by Trevon S. Haywood.
Dedicated to myself
No body Oct 2018
When my phone lights up I hope its you, but when I turn it on I see there isn't a message from you.
I get sad and I put it down, then I make a wish that you would call me again like old times.
But all we have our the memories that still haunt me.
When I hear your name my smile disappear and the thoughs come back.
I wish you could see me, I wish you could hear me and I wish you were mine again.
I miss you.
My phone lighs up
I don't bother to look at it.
But how would I know it was gonna be you this time.
How would of I know that you would call me this time.
How would of I known that you called to get me back.
That is what I though anyway.
You only called to tell me...to leave you alone.
That was the day I couldn't sleep.
I couldn't eat.
I couldn't stop crying.
Because you said thoses words
Those words that broke me
But still
to this day
I wait
Fot that call
just maybe, just maybe
you would
want me back
just as much as I want you back
I wait for a text or a call
But still nothing
Lillie Townsend Nov 2018
Birth,
Struggle,
Self-resentment,
Death.

No retakes,
No do-overs,
No second chances.

We either try our best,
Or do our worst.
As long as we leave a legacy,
We don't care.

And that's the problem.
We want everyone to remember us.
And for what?
At some point,
There will be no one left to remeber.

Someday the earth will be silent,
the city streets
vacant,
The pastures,
Empty.

Quite frankly,
I don't see the reason fot it all.
We spend our entire lives
Trying to ptove to strangers,
That we are worth remembering.

You're family remembering you,
That's one thing.
An entire planet of other people
You've never met a day in your life,
And every generation after,
Is something else entirely.

Let's be honest,
Everyone has had an,
"I'm going to do my worst"  moment,
In hopes of gaining even a second
In ths spotlight.

And why?
So a bunch of people,
Who in ten years,
won't even remember you ever existed,
Can notice you?

Someone please,
Explain to me the purpose of a legacy.
Explain why it's important strangers know you existed.

Explain to me,
Why life is an endless cycle of nothingness,
Of birth,
Struggle,
Self-resentment,
And Death.
NadPoet Jun 2018
They preach to hate and curse the enemy
But this not what He preach in the mount beatitudes
When everyone listens and hear his words
He blessed those who are poor in spirit
And those who mourn and who are meek
Those who are seeking righteousness and merciful
A pure in heart and those peacemakers not peacekeepers
And those who are persecuted because of righteousness
Surely God is with them and theirs the kingdom of Heaven
This is the words the he peached
But others have a different words they teach
Be selfish in your ambition is what they want to reach
To become great and in earthly things they are rich
Fot them help is not an option but it is only for the weak
They dont know the real meaning of how to become meek
Gaining the whole world and losing their soul
They are acting righteous but still a fool
Never accepts a correction from another person
By the end of they day still they will say
All things are vanity and this life is just a temporary
And for the wicked still hell is their final destiny
jeffrey robin Nov 2015
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                                           ( the girl I love )

••.                                    

so come with us ...... we'll  treat  ya right !

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If there ain't such a thing as angels

WE'RE ****** !

<>


Every time i make love to my girlfriend

It reminds me of YOU

....

the eternal lover don't use no ordinary love

So

All YE little boys and girls


That's why you be ****** !


"""""

I just can't understand why all the girls here keep writing

About some YOU that betrayed them and

Hurt them

we ALL knows that's *******

••

I can honestly say

In all of my 70 years

I have NEVER come across a situation

Where a guy hurt or was not loyal & true

To his woman

It has ALWAYS been the fault of the girl

Who

Upon seeing how much she was trusted

Started running around like a total ****


100% a the time

::::

So cut the crap ! ....:: little girls !


  >><<

Oh !

Did I tell  YE !

IM RUNNING FOR PRESIDENT !

I' LL BE ON TV FOT THE NEXT DEBATE

( I'LL BE RIGHT NEXT TO TRUMP ! )


/:/


So        anyway

If you fall
In love (?)

YOU DID

if not ?

YOU DIDN' T

)(

Who cares ?


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Charles Sturies Jul 2018
The San Francisco Giants,
The san Francisco doggie dinner
Hot dog stand city wide chain,
Sausalito
Letterman Army Hospital,
The presidio,
Filmore West,
The family dog 'Kiddie' rock
Concert hall,
The Berkeley Quad,
The cable car,
Etc.
San Francisco is an ideal place
Fot a honeymoon
And yeah the tune
But Tony Bennett
As well as Cal Berkeley student
Senate,
Mario Saucedo the folk hero food giver
A wayne
Eric Hoffer the blind longs more man
Philosopher turned,
Who probably wanted to be sailick.
undefined Apr 23
I have one week to make it back to Paris and meet Rayne at the airport.

Goodbye magnolia trees and Margaret the cat, I'm out the door early and into town for coffee and to figure out what direction to move in next. "Toodalure San Fargeau" I hope sometime to pass back through. After freshly ground coffee, an orange juice,  some homemade yogurt,  cigarette,  and a piece of alvacado toast, I head out of town in what I believe is soo (south). Stopping only to snap pictures of a castle and a church, seen yesterday.

The next town down, I pas a cemetery and a veterans memorial,  but no restaurants, or even a post office.  There are a lot of these little residential villages from what I've seen all over France. On my way through the village after that, I stop to check my map, and see that even if no one picks me up on the road, I should be able to make it to a place with water and perhaps food within the next 2 hours, there's a large community another couple villages away.

A younger guy pulls over to a stop in front of me and says, "You look as if you could use a ride," I climb in what looks like a work van that has been outfitted to sleep or live in for short periods of time on the road. William is a carpenter by trade who has recently broken up with a girlfriend, and is getting pretty sick of his boss. He's headed west to spend a week of vacation time with a girl there, and to decide if he ever wants to go back to his job again. He's also a pretty good guitarist and a new fan of bluegrass.  We stop at the next town and I spend my last few euros to get us coffee and hear him play. Afterwards, I decide to continue our conversation as far as he's going so, my new direction is now west. Closer to major transit anyway, and still in route to collect my friend in the city at the end of the week. (All trains go to paris)

Dropped off in the city of Rennes, (pronounced more like "wren"), it's a collage town similar to where I'm from only with a river running through it, a slightly better transit system,  and a few more boulangeries than Denton. Rennes is a city rich with midevil history, some of the first tournaments began with knights there. But 11th century walls renovated by 13th century lords, restored again by architects, masons, and builders of the 15th century,  is fast becoming victim of 21st century "could give a **** less" newbloods. I decide to stay for the night so, I look for a place to play. The first person I meet is named Francis, he is headed to a cafe/bar for "english speaking night" there. I go with him, but he skips hanging out with the group inside and instead just chats with me for a bit. He has been to India where I am going and he's an English teacher so, we have good conversation,  and I learn a little bit of "le france" too.

As the night goes on, drunk kids who've just finished exams flood the streets, and though there are many great interactions, compliments on my singing, and everyone is having a good time, I only make pennies. And after phoning to check in with Mom, and checking to see how Rayne is doing, a drunk local woman shows me to a spot where I can crash for the night.

The next morning, after making only .70cent dealing with drunk students last night, and fussing with homebums this morning,  I decide to take off and see Brittany's other city, Saint Malo, on the coast. I make camp next to the motorway and slept in a bit late, but found a ride about half way there, deciding to stop en route to see a little town where every single building was sourced from the granite quarry there. I walked about a kilometer into th town when I found a pub and it began to rain. The frequent rain in Brittany makes the countryside lush and green, like much of the south I've seen so far, accept here, there are more hills and coastline landscape much more similar to Oregon or Washington,  in the states.

Tim has been a local here for 18 years, moving here from England after meeting his wife, she's the lady behind the bar who laughed at my sign, (on my pack it says, "apprends-moi le français, s'il te plait"). He says that when he met his wife, he was forty (something) and she was 18. They're both good company,  and after a couple songs and a bier, I am invited to supper with them. (Duck).  

Tim gives me a lift the rest of the way to Saint Malo. Through the gates of "cite' corsair" to the wall facing the Atlantic... Atop it, I am 5 thousand miles from anyone or anything I have ever really known, with 6 'roes to my name, the closest I will be to the US for the rest of this adventure, and I'm looking out over one of the most beautiful sights I've ever seen in my life.

Two cafes' later I met Arthur, he tends bar but it's his night off, he wants to write, play music, and go watch the sun go to sleep from the beach. "Ye' are mot!" That's how you "cheers" in San Malo. I have a few drinks, Arthur's treat, and we're watching "coucher de Soleir."

The next morning it's time for me to leave "pirate city," and continue finding my way to meet up with Rayne. Cafe, cquesant, found a couple euroes somewhere, mail a postcard off, and I'm walking country roads again in no time.

I leave the ocean coast a walk for several days through yellow fields that feel to me like I'm strolling through an oil painting, forests where I camp by streams of running water and wake up to snow on the ground, passing 600 year old places lost in time, walls and stone structures reclaimed by nature and covered with moss and ivy, everything dating hundreds of years older than anything that still stands in my country. As I reach a road at the edge of the next town, a woman pulls over and asks if there is anything she can do for me. I am tired from sleeping on the ground and days of walking, I'm out of food, water, money, and haven't passed anywhere to play music since leaving Saint Malo. I tell her that I would take a lift into town for water, if she is offering.  

She takes me to a cafe for coffee, trys to phone a place to see if I can play music there, buys me a sandwich, some bread for later, pastries at the boulangerie, then drives me to the otherside of town and leaves me with 20 euros in my pocket. Time spent with her was brief, so brief that I never got her name, but she spoke of how fortunate she has been in her life to live long enough to have things and be able to to help. Speaking momentarily on budist and stoek philosophies saying, "Now, is the gift we are given to do what we can with. The goal to being pressent now, is to Not Worry. And to use the 'now,' you ask, what can I do?.. If nothing, then No Worry. If something,  then you do it so, No Worry."

I walked for a little ways and fot a short ride that took the confusion away from my directional questioning for the remainder or this trip. . . Walking along "Rue de Paris."

Many more miles to go still, and it's getting cold out again, but my needs have been met, I have a positive mental attitude,  and all I have to do now is walk .






Stop Auto... (preview)

I do wish that I knew a bit more of the language still, I am learning, but I still feel like somewhat of a disappointment when hitching a ride and found not to be as good conversational company as most hoped. Still, hitchhiking is pretty easy in France, and after factoring my pace walking thus far with the amount of time I have before Rayne lands in the city, I decide not to risk coming up short of meeting her there, and to just hitch the motorway for the last 300km or so. I stood at a roundabout for a few minutes with my thumb out and got a ride most of the way to where I needed to be, the toll booth entry for the motorway headed nord.

Honks and waves, and smiles (probably at my hat and guitar) accompany my short walk there. It only takes a few minutes and I get a ride to the outskirts of Le Mans where I have to change highways. I hopped out of a car, and straight into an argument with law enforcement about being on the wrong side of the toll booth. I go find cardboard and make up a sign that reads "Paris," and in route back to the proper road, a man yells at me and tells me that he will get off work at 7pm and can give me a ride to Paris then. So, I sit down at the McDonald's and read for the rest of the day.

Stephen turns out to be a pretty stand up guy too, and although he's not supposed to have anyone else in his "boss' car" that is just for travel to and from his work, he lives 20 minutes from Paris and I ride with him 2 hours all the way, and he drops me off downtown.
This is a very rough draft for a kind of "teaser" that I'm going to work up for the book I am writing . I will finish it after the summer is over , but here is a very small part of a story in it.

Please excuse terrors, it hasn't been read or checked by anyone yet (aside from you now 😉)
Oh and I wrote it out on my phone and grabbed wifi here for a sec just so someone can give it a read
Thanks
Jonas Dec 2023
How dare me
I cann see
The judgment in your eyes

And you ask me why I look away
You ask me why I hide
It's quite easy baby

When faced with a world like that
I have no power left  
No will, no reason left to fight

Excuse me,
Fot trying to achieve happiness
Before my death

If that makes me
a coward
so be it
Alleviate my heavy heart
Release the demons
that I wish would soon depart

Turn the air pure in thought
What I've found was not that what I sought

What I gathered were the weeds and thorns
and the lightning from thunderstorms

Now my bones ache of sin
These guilty feelings run deep within

Once I reached the mountain's top
I realized there was no place to go but to drop

The devouring grave with headstone made
has me questioning if I am saved

So I raise my fist in a defiant stance
Such foolish arrogance
yeilds an ungodly glance

I am a rich man in beggars clothes
To be stripped naked so my sins will be exposed

Fot what little I have gained . . . will be taken and given to the righteous to claim
Yenson Dec 2020
And the Slave Traders said to the captured slave
you are a parasite
going to our Country
to sponge on our cotton and sugar fields
and make us spend our money fot the chains
round your neck and ankle
I should kneel on your neck and choke you to death
but you parasite will expect me
to pay for your coffin
Fot the  door ****.  I find it.  That is my Faith
I believe what I cannot see yet know is there,,,

— The End —