Trying to present my self as intellectual.
Makes me look like im pathetic.
I flow like water in the ocean.
Get it going like diaretic.
Spider senses start to tingle.
For the web site Christian mingle. Where I met a guy named
Shannon  bingle. Man actually had me shingle
Married to the roofing life.
Like Taylor Mackinney to her kraft singles.
Cheesy as they come. Logan gablehouse.  Is greasy.
The world is
thirsty for the fast deal
Sign like handcock on the contract.
Pro ball scholarship
But give handjobs in the back field.
Tyson smokes so much Marijuana
He knows how being black feels
When interrogated by the cops
Paranoia he doesn't act real.
My mom thinks she's European.
No native blood.
I asked her how does that feel.
She replied in French with Jordan gablehouse. Do you wanna taste your last meal...
J said you *******. Tell me how the grass feels.
And keegan just like forest Gump.
Hes dashing through the back marsh
To avoid the dudes with fast cars
Who blame him for doing bath salts...
Jack jack wanted aish so bad.
He collapsed in madness with me **** it yesh man thats real. And sad
Drugs I'm so disgusted by. I'm bring serious to say this jack. Man
You gotta say your peace. To the fake back stabbers and not take it ******* back
Get clean and sober. Stay on track
With medication.
And watch how much fakeness your closest friends shape shift and react
Funny stuff aside.
Manas really great with that.
She took two dumb ******* crazy rats.
Caged in habitat. And made them slay a crazy rap....than slaughtered them for science. Donated their *******. To science. Experiment gone violent.
She's not ok with that.
Karmin is an angel.
Thinks she names all that.
Inside her head. A secret undercover braniac.
And Riley is an amazing man.
Talented and brave as stan
But I didn't tell you.
Stan is my fan name.
When I'm ****** mister nameless slim shadey type of ****. To some gangster jams....
Grandma Gisele is a thank you mam
Do you actually spank the ham
Like Christmas web cam. Food. ****.
Christmas day. You can thank my hand....
Richard gablehouse. Was pregnant with a chicken glaze.
He undressed food so many different ways
Little booties on the Christmas bird.
Bout to expose those little legs...
Oh its just humor ***** slip off the case.
I love my dad yo pieces.
There's a reason I'm a little raged.
No one seen the terrifying look
He harbored just for me.
When I didn't obey....
We got over all that.
Cleared that **** away
We had to make up. Every 15 seconds
New fight but its a different day
I feel bad. But hey its meant this way...
Alex Fanta was in debt to native medicine that made him good and gay...
His wood is great... i hear Scott hedge brag. You thought I didn't love you guys cmon. Don't be dumb AND gay
I woulda say.
She should stayed.
But cherry your a woman stain.
You look like hulk had a vasectomy and you got the ******* stuff that hangs...
Just kidding love you babe. I'm just trying to be funny.
Scare you
Cherry you ******* dummy.
I'll always provide for you with money.
But you gotta be so ******* stun. You refuse me rights. To my kids who absolutely love me.
I said ill always take care of you.
But your going to have to stop being a dummy....
Derek Moore you mega *******.
Your nieces self  esteem is ripped. And all your other kiddies jeans. *** you had to be inside  it you ******* *******...... go eat a demons ****.. id rather be a traffic cone in **** t least you'd see my **** than be your only reason why you didn't commit suicide when God agreed with it..  at least coulda did it for the ones you loved. I know thats fuckinv mean and **** but next time you **** with me jm going to have you seeing ****...
Cherry entire family. Hold up freeze it quick. While we're out and telling secrets quick.
I ****** Ashley's boyfridnds ***** yep. At least before you two met.
I did alot of foolish ****.....
Corsette and lingerie. And of course his *** stain ruined it...
Just kidding couldnt get him off. Or even fit it in. No room and ****.
He got the hugest ****.... don't know how you don't get split in two and ****... ******* ruined *****
Or at least get **** sized bruises on your ***** and hips.
Whatever not 100 percent certain but I hope if it is true you say your cool with it.....
Dylan Hutchison I love you but you never grew up actually knowing me.
You kids **** on your dad. I know it hurt you but it had broken me...
I get it he was drunk and druggy.
But he loved you two so devotely.
Just wish you had some time.
While he was living to start showing me. You were open to him emotionally
I get it. You were busy.  Coulda sent him via email. artwork dreams and poetry... so he knows how much you truly love him.
Beneath the disconnection. Tell him how bad a place your feeling come from...
Moving on. Forget deceased.
There's still a bunch of dumb *****.
Reese swampy drop your pants punchline like 8 mile at the lunch truck...
Lyssa let's get frisky. While your cats lick my nuts like going down after 60 rounds suffering they ******* punch drunk....

Sha you **** ***** I still got a **** lets make it happen...
Prefer dudes. But who's to say a little **** show couldn't happen.
We actually had a ******* with hot muscled Travis.
We got his **** in me my **** in you
And did a little jordan sandwich...
Sheldon chartrand I masturbated thinking of you ******* me ******* it....
You could slam the pack of shingles fast. So **** black and tanned yep...
Thought about your fast hands so hot like a math lab with the Cranstons...
Exploding for Chris Roan.. who?? Chris roan... a sickness no different from cancer... i felt so much love for you. But had no ******* hope or answers... you didn't know I was this way inside. Just the way God had to plan it.... you coulda made me feel included though with out you I couldn't understand it.....theres was just this separation. Anxiety. And sadness...renuka your my favorite. Of all my mental workers...
I came to you a creep hell bent on ******. And you repurposed my inside sanity. Restoring me to perfect...
Cleared my name to child service workers..
And did me such a service...
Ryan too and garry. At least you guys live through your purpose...
Helping hand and gentle hands.
Reach every different person..
Liseanne your ******* gorgeous.
Picture perfect
**** enormous... but you set me up for stis in your quest to send off young Brianna... i got chaffing in my ****.
*** you hooked her up with more dudes. Than rihanna...
In the back of your mini van or suv can't stand it but the infection had been managed...
Sorry rihanna... I love uou your thr best so beautiful can hardly stand it
I'm rambling oh yeah let me be candid. About Travis. Matron was his last name. And he smoked crack so ******* savage.. child psychologist slash roofer. I actually believed you in a panic... don't know who's stupider. The dude who won the poker game for hoarding the titanic or the dude that.
Lost his pride and got his poker *** kicked...
Jade my truest form of poetry in nervous flight.
My girl of mine.
My nervous rhymes.
Could not muster up at courage time..
Your my first love.
For a reason the best is always first in line..
But I ****** and hurt your mind...
With my words and worthless spine..
You deserve so much in life.
I hope you know I think your worth our time...
Like a child is bursting with a nursery rhyme...
Okay its ******* ****** time...
Steven Irvine your a word so
***** it perturbs my mind.
Disturbed that I. Would like you to have courage. And turn your rap gift into words that rhyme and.
******* merk the earth this time...
Tyler moose you ***** line.
Sniffed off jet lis little ****...
You **** more ***** than Jason Bixby.
Holy **** he takes alot...
Its cool though. Say im sorry...
My motto is keep on trucking...
So much more ok so **** it..
I'll keep rambling on bout nothing....
Kayla gambler think we made a babie.. but you didn't tell me...
I hope whoever she belongs to that she's happy safe and healthy...
Nolan Robb I'm sorry for saying you ****** **** for crack. At the time my thought was that was wack. Until I sunk as low as that... current day just ****** an old guy for a sack of Molly and an open pack.... Daryl Marshall your a good dude... but your ****** up deep inside.. i can see it in your eyes... your scared of being wrong and aldo being right... you fear failure fear success. And you fly off the ******* handle... ive seen my dad get mad but jees loiuise he couldn't hold a candle...
You make Rambo look like prolapse ****** sagging in the sun...
Old ******* on your rage is much more destructive than a gun....
Jordan Marshall your a *** stain that should sat on Michelle's tongue....
Swallowed did a good job. Just ******* kidding bud.... your pretty ******* funny. And also pretty dumb ..
But at least your not like Tyler marsh shoving fisher price toys in his ***....
Oh please I got uou all beat and then some the world knows my story...
Would you call it boring... **** no.
But I no longer want the sea being stormy. I just wanna find one man after surgery get ***** and tilt his single axis planet into orbital retraction. Supernova. Every morning. ****** sweaty pores. From ***** inter planetary pornscenes.. but first I gotta morph. Into a woman so I feel more like my self inside. Its more rewarding..
To not ignore your thoughts. To have some wants. Take off early system warnings. Relax. And dream of rap gods. Jesus. And the last 15 years of poor me...



...

Write your heart out.
The contents of your soul on paper.
Little etchings and scribbles
Like memories folded after into
Your pocket
The creases of the paper
Like the little lines underneath his smiling eyes..
You fought so hard jordan.
You and him were like rivals at times.
But dont forget how much he fought for you.
Thats right. For you.
Remember him always.
Richard gablehouse
Born today. This day some 62 years ago.

On the prowl for a persistent thought
Evading shady spots.
Graves of gablehouse vacation names
On rocks... sunshine take your shot
And pick your plot...
I'm not picky. For the friction.
But your existence. Is the vision I want.... *** your friction is
A different condition
Of hot...
Like slim Jim's and grocery tellers...
A carbon calorie over load...
And a million wishes
For the tip you give to the teller...
Like pictures of the develope
Only make smoke in the cellar....
Give it to me and I'll give
You it better..
Forever... penniless..  and focused together...
Here's my hope for whatever...
Wrote this note with
A smoke left. And a hope of forever...
Broke in the smoking cellar
But growing to heaven.
But its oh no im slowly broken
In absence of your
Devotion and pleasure...
Hope we grow old together

Internal birth
With words that serve like
Searched for courage
I determine im the mother birth
Of the all first
Child of man father of the universe
Atmosphere
Which happened first??

Andy Sandberg
Been saying he's gone **** my mom
Since I transmitted messages
To manage  work...
Stage burst jordan gablehouse
Shouted from the day we learned
taming space and time
While Michael made me
Say the words
I love you
Turning pages into
God to change me
made me pregnant birth...
Discover that I may be worth.
The title of first Lady
Maybe hence forth after
Babies birth
And God is steven...
I learned to share him
Since I murdered
Every crazy girl he made his world
In separate fantasy
Than the space of traveling
And the hurt of mercenary
Permanence thats pertanent
To none but brandy
His wife which I learned
Is family and we may sandwiched
She and me to lay in certainty
With her and he...
Needing of my perfect seed..
And our perfect dreams....
Now I'm facing... urgency
With curtain scenes....
Of current needs...
That change burden
From a learning team
To burn currency
In exchange for earth
Space and birth.
Of change he's making me....
Take my words...
omega make me
Step like egg shells
In the nursery....
While faintly placing
Faith in the chosen
Ones to disturb we
On the holiday
Where we further share
Our bed
With the men and women
In our circle that
Search for God
His wife
And ****** scene
Of perverted *****
And blurry dreams....

Now I'm scared I scramble..
Handle on a violin
Violet shades of time
Before the lions den
God breaks my
Silent chin
And changes primal
Parts to match
His kind of women...
That makes life and time
Exist with in the voice
Devoid of silence...
And I left out so much details
But I'm final its...
My life or my ******
Try n break this time
And I exist...

Angels and demons

11,October,2020 by Jordan gablehouse

Losing smoke loads of a soul blown

Emoticons that plague man...

Exploding in emotions from

A closing door... some open sores...

With shadows of a cold war....

The lore of angels...

Satan... more like spirit torn report cards

Into ascension in gods blessing

Or descending into dead lords.

Punishment for guess match...

Judgment of our men's war....

From the voice of born

Invention of the universe...

Alphas old sore belly *** his angels

Were so morphed into a form of dissention 

That the lords there invented warfare...

So time had seen the born hate....

Warned fate would store there ripped core in wavelengths unknown...

By alphas morbid warned date....

As time became the sworn fate

And lore states.. that mother bore hate to deliver torn fated gordanes. To a warm place as forgiveness to alphas pore grace...

He so loathed his children swarming war tanks...

So he was told to make the treaty...

Only two be seeded.. in the told date... that unity would be formed in angels from a boy that bore a cold race of men that crucified his whole weight...

So the free will of men could break the shored face of future born race... of angels demons... and eclipse of torment for a sure grace

Hard times with media provoking questions... emoticon.. on pros and cons.. def con... session
Ima sweat the death of **** I ****** and slept in...
Saleen meds kept me fed and
Ima stand up
Man up
Tuck my **** stub up my legs and


Grow ovaries
Metamorphisis contortion spleen
Morphing me
A deadly art...
Like transformers...
Sober artery..
***** forgery...
So parts of me.. get ripped ******* morbidly...sort of slowly starting parts unscene.... torn between...
So forget me like concussion case...
Head on ***** scene...
I'm ******
This nut case...
**** face... sworn allegiance....
To corporation corpse of being....

Jordan gablehouse...
More than famous now
Female...
Loving origins of native towns
Braids and gowns
I'm going to change
And escape my draining
Mound of **** I've laid to ground
Forget the damage of ****** frenic
And praise and lay me down

The rivers.. deliver crisp air
Shiver... mix my dust
In winter with a whisper...
Lyssa my thin air.. get me high
On sister... its a sinner that sweats
In her heaven...

Devilish with Tyler moose
*******
Skyward view
Positive like testing Molly usage
At motley crue...
Give proper dues...
To change from ***** and lazy shoes.
Methamphetamine
Ketamine and native braids that hanged his noose...
Now unfadable like tracing hatred back to days of racism.
******* and loose screws in
The atmosphere of jail blues....
Happy prase true for Tyler moose
And great moods...
Jordan gablehouse changed views
Perceptive as a leg fume from fire in the same mood....  same fire
Different flame dude
Hell ******* change you...

Just dabbling.. sandwich bags
And scraps of discarded plastic...
Bags around my ankles
*** the weathers a martyr or madness...
Impart. Shards of glass end up..
Regarded as trash is...
Believe me im part of the madness
But do you know
Glass is just hardened sand into transparent glasses...
Like the natives had died porcupine quills and traded goods for
Glass beads to colorfully dance with
I'm aboriginal...
And poisoned blankets...
Residential schools and discrimination  frequently happened....
The priests taught Jesus
But beat the hand of a child
*** his screaming was violent
Resistant and frantic....
The system of sadness...
And difference from history classes
Will finally teach
Of the blackness hiding in aboriginal
Past ****...
Like there's no drinkable water
On half of the landscape....
And laws prevent assimilation
Into the modern managing practice...
The land was deemed
To stem culture loss..
But bread the hate from generation.
Of gospel from Satan
Take for granted they called him God..
To the supposed natives they deemed savages
In classrooms...
Like the beouthuk genocide actually *******
Happened
By Irish settlers who though sly handed
Native bandits raided encampment...
When in truth the tribe
Law was share anything gathered
Stealing was not a concept
Till the Europeans claimed land and
I'm just breaking down arguments
From every side...
Like looking glass made from glass
Beading a pattern
In our tragic Canadian pages
From systemic. Genocide....
While acting perfect
Like my beautiful sister Madison...
Jk I better dhut up or Madison
Will havr my *** again...
**** it... she's actually
The coolest smartest bad *****....
But im the ***** up who was talented...
Still love you like I'm throwing up blood...
Puking up red again....
Family and strength...
Like an image of enhancement...
*** the gablehouse
Clans see little sand
Like gods plan and its
Not  polite to be this savage..
Like a floss... speak tongue and cheek
Clean my plaques
Like trophy cases in abandonment
*** im not talented
I'm addicted cant switch a flow
Like tap water... no boiling over

Pathetic transgender Stan and ****
I'm your fan I think
You can handle it....
**** it *****

Avoid crack *******.
Cooking its lethally destructive.
These aren't peanut butter
Cookies in this mother *******
Oven.
Jordan gablehouse.
Name stunted.
Just jordan I'm discussing
Cause the most famous
Go by one name
Like Shakira. J lo.
Britney and mclovin
But im writing such ******* dumb ****.
The assumption is.
My brain is on dysfunction.
*******.
No name bologna.
AND A bunch of bananas
In my lunch kit.
When I wake from this
Corruption.
Hope I realize the love I gave to someone was enough
To make me sacred and special.
Enough to love it

Her life was a shy kinda eye
That outwardly shines
The collective
Mind with debt to fringe
A relentless high.... the best of my binge. Lil high hopes....
A tinge ....of gold and rolling
Aftertoke chokes.
A crimson smoke that shows
I live like I'm broke....

Interest in the after league.
But demons breathe and freeze when provoked...
Need me. Know....
I'm seeing reasons why I can never be your dream or your hopes...
Being as clear. I cant tell you I'm dope.
There it is. Mister gablehouse.
Your on the end of your rope

Lecture Hannibals letter...
Nectar of a cannibal
To eat my words
By handful as an answer full
To the planet full
Of answers... left to answer all...
I seek it
Teach it.... breathe... in random hands
We plant a planet full...
Seeds the creeping feeling
That we planned it all....
But we see...
Contamination... reprocreation...
Salvation... save the planet in this stages face the brave and raise your guard. Like nature reclaims your slated soul.. jordan gablehouse can say it all... but we all take the fate of action we can save it all... and raise the hunger for enchantment of a planet. In danger of a fateful fall....

Chronic thoughts that talk like laughing oceans.
The sky a vengeful father.
The dosage of a medicine.
Packaged bought and sold to slaughter.
Noses with a dusty coat.
An icy *****
And ***** tastes like water.
Life parameters
In sweet chalk
Enormous tolerance.
Shape shift from creations default.
And we want
a tempered
Reality. We sought.
We thought.
Like the running rivers of a wilderness.
We thought
Wed be tought.
A freedom . Need not.
Face ******* prison innocence.
Indifference. Ignorance.
*** we need peace talks.
With our free thoughts


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