Watch the cars cross Hillcrest and Hoden'. Seeing the world and living life has always had its fortunes. Believing the light to crawl and make your way to foreign shores, we never catch ourselves sleeping during every waking moment.

We are separated
Like the sky and the earth

You are filled with potential that once felt like expectation
the ruggedness of a thousand wild stallions running to the course of their strong united heartbeats
and of the sweat and blood that you've merited your endeavors with

I am filled with ribbons of gentle caresses and a familiarity with the unnoticed weight long hair brings
determination like that of the tired
ceaseless tide that rises up again each morning
and of sweet and salty compulsions

We are separated
Like the Heavens and Earth

You are more than the smell of leather and Copenhagen
You are more than the litter of miscellaneous items next to an inevitable jar of change sitting on your wooden dresser
an exact replica of the Skaggs males' before you.
You are more than calloused hands and a beautiful voice that crawls out and harmonizes with cicadas in the heavy heat lingering into the August night.
You are more than the millions of melodies you've blessed us with
More than the far away look in your hazel eyes as you master your guitar
More than your hearty laugh that delights my soul
More than your kind spirit
More than your careful words
More than your wise wife
More than your delicate girl that I hear call me Aunt
But these things stack on top of one another
Like bricks of a building under construction
Beams of titanium not unlike a skeleton protude into the clouds
Ultimately creating the tower I will proudly claim as my older brother
Directing my acquaintances' attention to the structure that
in this moment
unfinished even
eclipses the sun
Casts a shadow over me
a cool blanket of security
I know the closer that I draw to you
the less I will see of the shambles of other buildings that never compared to you
My view of the misleading wooden structures behind you that will be set afire or deteriorate in the constant turning of gears in the clock of time
will be obscured by your sheer splendor

We are separated
Like the sky and the earth underneath me

And just like the two we are connected further down
The horizon
where we will meet is filled with bittersweet triumph painted in the oranges and pinks of the sunset
I turn and see the horizon behind me
where we began
in all of its plainess
Our childhood in a gray
Hillcrest Terrace
Friday night prayer
Denim and pattles
Oatmeal and cough drops
Iced tea and lilac bushes
All threaded neatly into the full drops of rain that fall from you to I
Connecting the ground and the sky
I turn back to the front and admire what I imagine it will be
Our children's loose teeth
and long cramped car rides
Porch swings and homeschool books
Owned land and old trees
Laughter and loyalty
Irony and victory

We are separated
Like the sky and the ground

But we run in the same direction
not interrupting the others' path
I was not there with you when you let the heaviness of the thoughts in your head fall into your awaiting hands as your shoulders shook
Every ragged breath tinged with cheap whiskey
But I have followed suit of my own accord
I was not there with you when you questioned your very identity until you wondered if you would  recognize yourself if he called you by name
But I may have been caught contemplating the same
I was not there with you when you were overanalyzing one of our sisters' new boyfriend's character and gauging his deservingness
But I often did exactly that
And I was not there with you when you fell in love with your beautiful lady and decided to make her yours
But I was praying for it to be her

An endless fire burns inside me
Searching for
courage I won't have
and words I can't find
Until I can heat you with these flames
I will continue to look at you while you are preoccupied and let the words choke in my neck as reverence floods me for this man who
like his father
remains oblivious to his massive impact and priceless company

You were there
underneath strange elevators and
London's tragedy made the news
I don't know what to say                    but

I guess it doesn't matter now does it
(Hillcrest Park's ethereal flow catches the blue room
and makes my cheeks warm)

We cleared the air,
we didn't but we did.

"What have you been up to?"

"Ah, just keeping around"

"Yeah?"
"Yeah"

The voices across the hall a blur behind the door
I
barefoot
             walked down the steps/
                    into the bathroom/
      looked into the mirror/
                     told myself that I was myself/
I still need that reassurance.

Melody melody melody
melody melody
                                               in the skull
it's a calm sound and a violent feeling
I've been kinda sad about it all day now.

(Laying there
the room has vanished)

mute the flower screaming from the television
and love's been paused again
for Summer months.

There the three mates below the simultaneous dirt
in foggy hour,
Sunday stir

Bird chirp beyond the leafless limbs
Burnt paper masks around the leaflet scene
Awash the winter weighted storm, a propeller-sound

rumbles the bumbled air

a hum-drum conundrum drumming engine from the cloud

a hum in the back pocket



at once I am looking up
unfamiliar craft
"who is it?"
knocks at the pod bay door

a small shape, splasmatic
falls beyond hillcrest into grey

f la sh

all is gone

{it does take a half hour to read, I timed it.}

Pythagorian permission, Poet, today viz.
five years ago, auto-did-actical,
the output arrogance,
self categorization
accept the role, be a finger, or a toe,
be a knee or an elbow, chose a position,
take it
make it your part in reality function
as if it all just happens
on
accident,
you just happened along…
as though saying show, and showing so,
is the same as saying so, and saying see…
demon-stratem ****
miracles of crowd perception, everybody
look this way, look away, look away
Dix-ai 'da swanee, I tell you, I saw…
Land o'Goshen, locust free. I swanee…

Did you ever, even once, work dawn to dusk,
to pick the cotton before the rain?
You'd need to be born before 1954, I'd reckon;
to have ever pulled a cotton sack
any where in North America.
You can hand-pick about 20 plants in 10 minutes while it takes a cotton picker about 30 seconds to pick up to 1,200 plants. Ai knows.

-- good morning, mustabin--
Probable propitious auspices
- evening the occasional heaps
- sun's light blending peachy huey

Phrygian gardens had song birds, I bet.
Bluebirds, in season, certainly good,
expecting miracles, as farmers
expect rains and harvests and
no blights or bugs or birds or fires
or frosts too soon in the sugaring cycle.
For citrus, not maples, frost some years
meant no Christmas, if you know the sense.
--- we had beggars come to our door
on Christmas Day,
their car broke down, and something
told them, the people inside my house
would help… we were three doors down
from a Jehovah's witness church,
but we had so much, and those kids,
and their mom,
coulda been my mom, had things
gone another way, in the soul selling.

To observe the future from 1950,
are we not
made winners if by now we are not in prison?

Rabble, eh, my equal rank, common-sensewise,
I was once a dear friend of an angel, as real
as any ever to bring another bit of good news.

My messenger told me to say plainly what I see.
Habakkuk Habits invoked a disglosalialacical spell
Aha. If luck were not a factor at the edged abyss,
hiss steamsudden
Coolant ego '
idden agendas, owning the energy,
euphemism
for owning the earth's produce.

Imagining a representation of truth,
as a mortal, a spirit embodied, held out
for grasping fingers
to find handles,
or spikey burrs for tangled locks…
-----------
Examined my selves
for an empathetic one,
I heard Absalom swinging in the tree…
I found no functioning, pathos perceived
is as near as one could come, feeling pain,

awareness, pain at being made to pay attention
to the replaying trainwrecks from fifty years ago.
No.
No, three thousand years ago, really, that long ago
and no updates on Wisdom receptivity?

Life in logos, mere words living in lettered lines
and rows, columns and pages and sections and such.
There are no sacred secret rites.
The snake can take your life, or tickle your soul.

Logical steps lead from one word to the next,
with 151 pre-positioning aiming words,
words that take and hold objects,
to and fro upon a time.

Distance diminishing day dopplering toward us,
the experience bound by galaxy level gravity,

massive messaging apparatus
Nachrichtenübermittlungsgerät zending oud a tingtingting
strumming all the oud's strings in theory.
Would you prefer to have a day in touch
or to have a day out of touch, floating, drifting through
the halls of power, inner sanctum, towers atop slagheaps
of holyshitchewdonotwannaknow, but do, do undoubtedly
know.

Original disconnect. Aware become, conscience ****** eve,
goodness found hell inventing just knowing love most needed
opens possibility quickly ready searched truth uni versal xanex zone. Calming. Sigh, and listen,
where I live there are
still war planes passing over my head, practicing.

Just in case, Semper fi. Charge the fuel.

Pilot training in the real Chocolate Mountains,
so backwash sunset red this time of day…

A brain, already capable of completing
ambitious intelligent coded construction processes

to go, to yield, to go about getting around orders
intuited easily entreated,
with little need
for the power
to punish the cowardly shirker of war duty…

to empty space, tzimtzim on a human scale,
as when the messaging systems deployed metaphors.
Empty vessles, not a few.
Mental focus hearth felt hooks, catch your attention

Red herring and black swans and autistic savants, all
attract attention and something
more rare, a daring
to know why luck seems such a powerful factor.
Curiosity before knowledge they say.
Whatsoever we agree. Eh?
Religions of billions, or two, just me and you, we
believe for a second that eternity is ever right after
ever before, and we exist in the interim, and not before.

Ever, in the scriptural universal sense…
make up your mindshare…
ok.
Mindtimespace, point grid riddled
with holes.
Perspectives on history,
recent history, edging bets
most losers never knew they made,

when a choice is made,
according to the ruling stories,
despite the constant compute refuting,
sneaking
suspicion
sin, lying at the door, did you notice?

If money can fix it, then it is not a problem.
So said the grandson of the Mormon Pioneer
who laid legal real estate claim to raw Sedona.

The grandson of the mechanic, allowed, that so.
- stopped and thought, actuating a still mind,
- pondering, breathing soft, slow, gentle, easy
entreating a change to
to whom, eh, from the page, flat, word after word,
each defined between us, meaning, golden mean
curve to judge beauty by purpose design.

You have seen the curve, you know
what I mean is much along those lines.

Chances are good, we say without thinking,
feeling kinda lucky, a post anxiety high, per haps;
any
way. One day, to a mortal is a measurable span,
and in America, wasting mortal lives
with republic guardians
of the laws enforcing peace
within Belair and Hillcrest regions of Athens…
{L.A. as portrayed the city of messaging mediums}
and the near suburbs, for the managers of the help.
-Leaping millennia in a single second thought
it is Autumn, 2023…

At the scattered outermost edges of urban sprawl,
there remains a kind of creative ifity, an absense
of civil strife, a kind of pollen in the wind, as change,
on cosmic seasonal suggestion that we think long
co-gnosis, sensing augmentalated wedoms, stretching
fi, the idea,
the fi in fiduciary and Semper Fi, and confidence.
Tuning to middle c, wait and see, foe from Phrygia
drummed response, thump thump thrum.

Shofar sounding afar off, listen, listen, hear
the babies, always, babies, after bombs, in the tents
the babies always activate auto **** alert, and feel
terror, the actual mind state occupied by the prisoners
in poverty, every where.

Entertain my brain. Hold my attention to gain,
acquiescence, necience, recognizing your best self,
there's the old tongue in cheek joke, male bond humor.
Same crude pleasure pursuant patriarchal hierarchy.

By royal order, presidential decree and papal bull,

the powers opposing the light of holy truth, persist.
All subjects under the common global order, obey or
else, we disagree with basic gravity and Pareto distributions.

Where the feebleness of mind is first discerned,
was once the local village or shire, cluster of cousins
and immigrant help's children who - how you say, see
themselves being a baker, when they play patty cake, see
or being a maker of clay vessles for holding many things,

see, we make up our own minds, then ideas take over.

Entertain me, show me people involved in drama, over
nothing. ***, drugs, rockandroll, when did the music die?

We could calm the world, with a Coke®
it's the re-al thing, al-ways a ways away re
ality with you and me on the run down to Rosarita
inland route from Jacumba, around the fence,

Singing at the top of our lungs, IT’S THE REEE AL THING
baby.
Look away from the skinny moon.
These bodies preserve life on earth,
and signal nonsense when aiming at stars, however
considering the heavens, far from the glare of cities,

even then, naked eye, I was told, however
I fact checked with my Ai assisting intelligence,
Egypt had not known the Dog star binary.
So this is true:
ChatGPT
The ancient Egyptians believed that the star Sirius,
also known as Sothis, was associated
with the goddess Isis and had significant importance
in their religious beliefs and calendar system.
They believed that the rising of Sirius
in the pre-dawn sky,
which occurred annually around July,
marked the beginning of the Nile flood
and the start of the agricultural year.
The Egyptians did not believe that Sirius was a three-star system.
- last line is all I asked, all the rest, ah, doubblingentendrills,
- all the rest of time we have to spend enjoying hell,
- from some perspectives, this is currently hell, no other.

Thieves of detail truth precepts, lurk,
at this line the author activated prayer circuits,
to take angst
and spin it into genuine umph up
from the base mind level,
low as a mind of any kind can go,
to the core of all emotion.

Dead center initial gravity. First sequence ex nihilo, what
do you know?.. o o psci daisy, just dropped the baby,
baby
can't you hear me crying, baby-love. Blurplepeopleeater,
lyin' all the time, you ain't never caught a rabbit,
and you ain't no friend of mine…

Take us to the danger zone, flyin' all the time,
ease our feeble minds and give us good service

Action movies, make us squirm, who has time for this,
we mostly all do, it seems,
seems, seems unreal really unreal, dream-like,
entrancement, fashion alert, attuned to degrees of in,
and out, up and down, round this way, square this way,
amphoras fit snug, round jugs
in square grids, leaning
into the curve
of greater vessles, trading knowledge
for knowledge,
with a few side realities, professional
courtesies, judgement calls, authorized executive acts,

I declare… I'drather doubt I know what you know,
than doubt that you do not doubt that you know.

Voltaire… defend to the death your right to say you know.
Faith is your evidence, we all suppose, spiritual warfare
is proven by the lie that says Satan is the deceiver.

Wait. What did I say, have I come this far and none
know… wait, those poor souls cold calling on solar leads,
gees, I'm sorry you are so used, really, I feel for you, your
job *****, as they say.
In realized life as a grown up in the system;
got a job, cutcherhair, dopplering by as I manifest, as real
one of the hitchhiking pests, depicted as vermin
on a poster displayed at the Greyhound station,
nearest to Route 66 in San Bernardino, March, '70.

Anchor links, ancient landmarks, moments when pivots
occur, and as often as not, acute reversals widen with use,
dull witted boys with instant anger output honed to fine edge,
grow dull in three seasons, few hold the line on the fourth fight.

Here, in cyberspace, the information super highway,
and the solid state circuitry to deal with mean free ways,
in quarkish inverse infinity space, deep from any now,
in time thought since once,
you did it,
you passed understanding. Got an A.

It's a dark day in the city tonight,
no one wants to share a light,
no one wants to keep me from the cold.
Think I'll go down to Old Hillcrest Ridge and sleep underneath the bridge, and listen to my body getting old. It's Christmas Eve.
~DOC~

Linkedin to being lax,
and shirking house cleaning tasks,
which negligence cost us
(yours truly and the missus)
a golden opportunity
to relocate to Hillcrest Village
in Boyertown, Pennsylvania
another HUD subsidized property
under the aegis of Grosse and Quade,
one of the larger residential
property management firms
in the Delaware Valley.

Physical unwellness
(insync with racing heart) arose
because Kathleen Bergen
the new property manager
here at 2 Highland Manor
voiced absolute zero positive feedback,
upon taking lock, stock, and barrel
of appalling living conditions,
her blistering vocalization
(from wuthering heights)
translated as a foregone conclusion
against our hopes
pinned on moving into
two bedroom apartment
referenced above topmost lines.

Said plummeted disappointment
(courtesy blunt admission
out the mouth of
(humpty dumpty sat on a wall)
frumpty recent hire
identified in a previous poem
as new warden)
verbosely predicated upon
gross appearance of living space
immediately dashed cautious optimism
citing unkempt state
within no crater than
moonwalking unit b44,
whereby we wished to skadaddle
far away from obligation
to be mindful of rules and regulations
codified within a binding lease.

Unlikely home ownership
will ever come to pass,
nor the lesser prospect
to rent more spacious domicile
larger than a one bedroom apartment,
no bigger than a bread box
den me and the missus,
(a hen pecking spouse)
might befriend Bugs Bunny,

who might guarantee
adequate sized rabbit hole
constituting large enough wonderland
receiving stamp of approval
courtesy Alice in Chains
subsidized lodging money back
plus additional warren tee
granted by Mister Michael Fox,
who took me back to the future,

when the pace of life
plodded along at leisurely rhythm.
Only within outer limits
realm of twilight zone,
where dark shadows
inch along edge of night
(while two thumbs and index finger
belonging to separate good sports
grab hold the furcula

(or wishbone) structure
formed by the ventral fusion
of the right and left clavicles
and the median interclavicle
silently mouth invocation)
holds at bay, the inexplicable phenomena
moored, harbored, and docked
awaiting lucky recipient,
whose merrythought bestowed
upon he/she, they/them.

A worse fate than death being hull hive,
I just realized after a surprise inspection
our opportunity to relocate cursed
after yours truly and the missus
subjected to vitriolic wrath
(okay hyperbole employed
for poetic effect)
will exhale his last dying breath
condemned to reside within unit b44,
however many orbitz remain,

whereby yours truly already misspent
six and a half years
since exiting the birth canal
sixty five January thirteenths ago,
and set his sights
on a two bedroom apartment
named Hillcrest Manor
located in Boyertown, Pennsylvania,
which cautious optimism (door) dashed
because housekeeping tasks

not a strong point
with neither myself or thee missus
subsequently prospect to move
found us frantically using elbow grease
to make the bathroom,
(especially the toilet -
thank ye dear wife)
sparkling clean plus she applied
vigorous exertion to scour the freezer
(prior to said effort, the refrigerator

and upper compartment for frozen food,
on par to be qualified as FEMA* site),
meanwhile slender arms
of a former slender man (me)
energetically swept the floor
comprising area designated
for multitudinous accommodation
(with intent to vacuum
said carpeted quarter),
cuz invariable the recently hired warden

one frumpy office clerk Kathleen Bergen,
will report back to her supervisor,
which expected escalation
of our abominable negligence
could spell (worse case scenario)
becoming homeless in Schwenksville,
but predicated on past encounters
of the third kind
with similar lease violation,
we got granted grace period

to buckle down
and plug away with responsibility,
which translates as
getting down to brass tacks
and voluntarily keeping
our living space tidy,
an object lesson learned late in life
remembering the house of my boyhood
(324 Level Road)
a sprawling mansion

populated with mice and squirrels,
(the latter making quite a racket,
particularly at night),
plus a truckload of cats and dogs,
which latter profusely shed thick fur
(enough to make a coat)
helping beget dust bunnies galore,
subsequently nurturing a healthy rapport
with ***** deeds done dirt cheap and true grit
while traveling along the highway to hell.

*Federal Emergency Management Agency
an agency of the United States Department
of Homeland Security, initially created
under President Jimmy Carter
by Presidential Reorganization Plan No. 3
of 1978 and implemented
by two Executive Orders on April 1.

Even in the silken
folds of Egyptian cotton
sheets, cream colored
Trims of emerald green,
Your endless thread counts
caress me to sleep

Yet

i could care less,
my exhaustion neither
because exhaust is not finicky...
While your house boy collects
Dust & double-coupons
To & for discount
Hillcrest hours
Expensive toy
Boy, can’t breathe it in
When someone else
Is paying
Playing suedo sugar daddy
But the boy is not naïve

Yet
No one knows nothing of him
Voluntarily
A party favor for war-buck’s whim

Yet
the finer things are pleasing, yes,
name brands & the highest quality, sure,


anything that's beautiful evokes the senses
to heavenly realms / needlessness
uncut, craving our envy's delightful cures
yes, it's the sign of the  best life possible
silver-spoon-fed fixations / impressionable
yet, i could care less

what can gold do to my loneliness?

Take me then to rustic restaurants,
unique plastique, avant-garde displays,
shows sponsored by platinum praises
dine on savory talents
of chefs schooled in the foreign flare,
antiques,
designer and pillars for legs of chairs
when we are seated by french or Spanish
accented, italian-gorgeous hosts;

i am nervous to touch the silver-ware & china,
hands on lap, feeling underdressed
Fancy was once
a name of a thoroughbred horse
and i can tell you : i could care less...

(to) purchase paintings, of water-colored races,
space travel prints of captains,
baseball fields on oil-based paints,
a canvas of a life truly lived, in spite
of loss and your will
to have another person entirely
devout to only one, fulfilled;

to clothe me is to hold me with certainty
to never stray, devoting every fiber of one's being
is short of nothing blessed
without a doubt,
without this gold Visa, i'm not at all even
stressed.
Oh and my allowance,
...i could care less...

Take out the trash : unimportant minutes
washing laundry, a grocery list,
self-less favors, my lovely prince
these are my only ability's gifts
with ***,   physical,
physical, let's get
on a tryst / on the last of my loyalty, a kiss
as true as saturated
in bliss this is - close to perfect
i can feel... and i wonder still what my soul is worth
when i have nothing and you're distracted,
strung away by fractal messiness
internet libations and invitations for foxholes
as you creep / as you sling . . .

yes, i am easy to fool
and yet, i still could care less...

However many times i fracture
i continue to adore, my infinite upheaval,
demigod in flesh you are / my worship

it is a curse to love you so
i could care less with what you buy me,
give me heaven sent truth,
instead
ignite me with the power of the softness
of your devotion, unhooked
stars in destined romance & sonnets
a fusion of lust and trust
intertwined
i only care for a simple touch
for some meager time to be near you,
that is what i call divine . . .
i could care less of the golden,
riches are free - never sold
they reside among the folds of lips and nips
on sides and tongue-ride on n*s,
once cold . . .

so keep the bank accounts empty
vacations ? i could care less !
half lies in gifts don't keep me
but in faithful arms,
yes . . .
i am yours completely
gladly and forever / in your power,
in this, our lovely, lovely
mess . . .
always know
you are
always forgiven . no regrets.

wells are made for milling
not for irish women overflowing
the queen is **** enough

dedicated to claire williams of ireland and thousand oaks, ca


the glitch the hitch
the mighty bad witch
and never away did she row

civil right? i am a protesting ant, the hedgemon theatre is fun
civil disobedience? this is this.

the harbor house "clients" of thousand oaks are not allowed speaking or moving towards food until 430-445 whenever the harbor house slave master allow?

alec, your family's name in thousand oaks, the baldwin group at 80 east the origin of harbor house and form 990

denise cortes is the person you are looking for
7 figures a year of 5013cb evolution and contracts with county jail

the area housing authority in conejo valley is not housing urban development is not homekey is not specific emergency homeless shelter which denise began operating in east county thousand oaks approx 8 years ago in conjuction with oaks christian calvary church and 6 other area churches including the one mentioned above where food is handed out to homeless people
the viability of life is here people.  that was the policy through the pandemic and chain of events leading to the lost and found homekey roomkey policy of california
if liability is not measured before hand then compensation is not transferable to denise cortes, ding ding ding

the persons on social security or otherwise able to be held in private documents produced by harbor house(denise) and robyn of conscience 80 east hillcrest suite#### now the national alliance on mental health were place in dwellings at an across city line in newbury park and intermitently in thousand oaks at motel 6 by proxy of the replacement staff at lutheran social services her previous monopoly

ventura county public defender and district attorney are hereby notified via instagram

as is asm irwin

this is the homeles management information system data pull

the political schemes at work in thousand oaks are as follows

below irwin

80 east hillcrest spin off

denise cortes was lutheran social services admin capitalist

i contended that she was embezzling by means of the 5013 while homeless people were not allowed to move forward, this erupted and i retreated behind objective

present day
the new racial demographic of chess pieces are all covered.

and obstruction is held, the non profit lobby limit is reached, lives are lost
this non profit policy is being held as law in the united states of america

the total loss of life definitions are not definable to me at this moment in time sir, thank you

These messages are being captured and archived in compliance with the Presidential Records Act or the Federal Records Act.

empty returns, this fictitous is not big, thats dead people data, its obstruction

intelligence committee's have been duly notified

On church linens make sure to really read the bottom of the post

Timeline of events on stage

They pulled out a random guy

Thousand oaks acorn newspaper sheriff's

And Ventura county star

Put him on skid row they designed in front of the sistas office at 80 east Hillcrest Dr Lutheran social services

The ordinance ruling from the supreme court

Said he died and they would find out how

By purchasing the hmis

Then rhonna Channing died in their hands instead of receiving get homekey

The Shangri-la fraud continues

80 east hillcrest dr federal office obstructionist
bottom floor coordinates obstruction to coverup collusion
byproduct is starvation
during process of ebt two males are denied food and water
pull records and cellular interaction from one robyn of community conscience now "her" office ownership is nami
and the united states of america

this is not an order you are cleared for
this is transcript of command

snap portions have been illegally cut off due to banic budget priority arrogance at 80 east hillcrest dr thousand oaks CA thats ventura human services agency thats a federal crime window we need closed
i and another boy, vesus the girls at the window have emergency need of stipend over ruling severence pay and dejected emotion
the severity of exposure is eminent domain over the body in bag

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80 east hillcrest is an under one roof.org snap distribution site

under one roof .org, type that into email about snap benefit fraud
and watch hyperlink proof pop up

teaching you to cross
over
on yourself
im not your steps

your life, possessive tents?

as you? what?
wait for more you

the war
your it's forms
and they, pass, alone

you are the french resistance
i am not

hail the cab of illness
as you start argue against the couch

when hasn't the great depression
been home from you
to whom it may concern

great poem

there is no why to send this to

who would read this palms righting of a ketch

when will you follow instruction

the soldier i was built and born to be
held back, finding his marks

thats my heading, not yours, the frame of a singular constitution

a police force is a crime
a policy wills not to read having no hands to write with

the signs of ownerships are evident

kendall, can we go out tonight?

this was written for aoc and barack

watch the ledge

you attempting to be a leader

my irish measures of poetry are a? metre

supposidly suppose of id and leave


lets attempt poignant and leadership with some courage under firethat legal language speaking requires military law complianceinference.......the man upstairs is me nowthat established law is ruinedhenceforth momentum of travelling bodies on earthwill not cease and desiststamping lives outuntil order is given
80 E Hillcrest Dr, Thousand Oaks, CA 91360robyn something of nami institutionalized criminaldoes not own air nor the united states of americashe has a cell phone and obstructs justice across the countrywith a single terrorist act by means of using her cell phone against homeless americansone is not allowed on the building "map"where food stamps are acquired because of her obstructions to justiceas well as the ventura county human services attendants and lutheran social services staffwhich abandoned the frame of the homeless shelter constitution by authorof administration, denise cortes and dashell harris harbor house is the title owner of  the former
blah blah blah, cover up does not exist these are the holders of stolen homekey millions per forms 990 of altered revenue codes along with jackie irwin
justice is blind department is superior in the court of law

"reserved fundraiser economy"
with stage & sound
spins from coordinate #1
80 east hillcrest #110
the slush funding
of terror prep school
and deputized
aloocation retirement
non profit
versus
homekey & homeless
census
=death metric

justice cannot see the civil rights line, order to stand assembly aside
and pass specific earmarks of private protected assembly bills

remover of letters
over years non tender the touching
up and down of littered children
now upon the hiding beneath
beings of beneath your costing rain
little gather, meaning and splatter
our rotting measure
of caskets
yelled at and blamed
your who held us so gentle?
gathering morsel as cains?
hourly sitting calculated scent

this your description in the newspaper?

over the years the challenge that pre harbor house
that administration was administrating lutheran social services
which oversaw the emergency winter shelter for homeless
the cataclysmic collapse to ensure these welfare queens endless access to subsidy is easily tracked in the government as they sub contracted into the federal budget and extracted private censure over the irs debts they hold as a positive bank account and mortgage deed.  this was "earned instead of administering funds and handing over investment in the homeless population.
essentially creating a homless sector economy of neglect with intent

80 east hillcrest community conscience is an origin of policy writing for this demographic of women and men in the united states of america.  the creation of irs investigation allows ways and means to correct the marketing of fraud and mathematically erroneous data tied to psuedo pharmaceutical theory of evolution

This is the intensity of immediate need crying for referendum


Black men can't jump or read the writing need a step dad
Kendrick?

how many millions where embezzeled beneath the baldwins roof
at 80 east hillcrest? thousand oaks california

request to enforce
adjourn
enter into record

administration of sheltered title(s)
from all person of harbor house
and 80 east hillcrest
trailing into lutheran social services
as addendum follows in sealed docket orders

one avenue
The Terrorism Risk Insurance Act (TRIA)

retractable shepards manuals

18 USC 2333: Civil remedies

the inference of a national is an act of engagement against the united states of america
standing in disagreement with this language they disolve into capture and confine-able interogation proceedings

that classified opositional command shall not approach
nor as reproach is submitted
suggestive counter or reprimand on confine
digression of castled wall in sight general
i have no kp

this and these are contemporary wisdoms
of post haste to an incorrect snap decision
as to correct snap decisions
those have been transmitted to command

at this decision of mid day tribute
we should have held ownership of hotel with reservation
reinstatement of usps address at 80 east hillcrest
i wont prosecution on line 1

update of terms
homekey crisis post loss of command

past and currency investigative journalism trails into the poor telecom farmers almanac poverty has a bad internet railroad




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under one roof .org, type that into email about snap benefit fraud

and watch hyperlink proof pop up

This link takes you a few .com bubbles closer to another record

That of the utility system of los angeles county .gov and disappears in that archive of the internet




have fun in the non profit antitrust olympics

Grocery outlet

Adjacent 80 e Hillcrest Dr, Thousand Oaks, CA 91360 can cybercrime you while homeless in Ventura wether or not you know things your still a commodity

Strange women will act and setup the primary dialogue for use

Do you know anybody who could use these and not notice espionage

Well yes and no

Antitrust, it's really not about making ourselves or you feel better

some abstract societal illness
not equiped with saving
a nother life in a single days length
robbery of the frame and constitution of an american
the owner of poverty by intent

contemptuous persons

the hague

isn't you the owner of the watergate?

around back
sadist before frame
depriver of constitutions
bear grit of mascara
stay distant and indifferent
of the forged entrance of our god's kingdoom

this is the layout of brimhall library and jehovah
please visit the ladder day's saints

the grass rooting of 1 church road and oligarchy

an irish spell, broken?
exorcism for?

sorry for the abondoned terminal
relay to stars for re coordination
purpose
surround sound of 80 east hillcrest parasitic feed

claire, ireland is in

enjoy crawling again ladie, the rooster is alone

to answer that your no questions
i can make it through that mind again.
thats time, one possession i have held........

welcome home mike

now that your home on my board
being held is comforting?

bother? needing help

when earth was ancient, we didn't ask of when you would arrive

Combating homelessness is a significant?   crime a french crime

all distributed phrasing of this nature has origin of guilt

review discussion,

appointe?

the delivery of tasking you?  subversion and espionage
in design the pass

origining by seo means.......

google-ing

ventura audit

time lapse and investigative journalism,

sheriff deputy once stated, thanks for jumping thru the loopholes kevin?


calmatters and all this husk
fire emergency hiding lists as a ship going down.

focal point of objective, these aritcles implicate the administration
in design to escape limits , duration of tenure....etc


"charters" of and thru, or by means of attache to lutheran social services and conscience at 80 east hillcrest have always been historically a cash grab,

this is a study of homeless shelter attached to 7 churches in conejo valley including oaks christian

small backtrack to uncover the proof of "emergency" design of fire wall and shock and awe characters whom cannot be reproached or retort leaned

alexandria, coordinate with new research attempt with gavin

i sense if a.b. budget **-  is pro and coned the hidden pages surface, this has worked well for me so far

digital debate finds, these people are old slave owners

one guy tried to buy me on the street as "business" referring to a presidential transition law from 1700, yeah

johnny, kevin, irish poet, playwrongs, say hi to my french sister, your twin, erin mathenia ready my plays, absurdist and entertain the main mirror

I watched 2 police resist paperwork
Keeping an extra homekey for them and baffle question another whom is missing his homekey.

You have won fortune by taking part in this genecide generation of doing that.

Thus we is you and I will always be far from that

#nytimes #latimes #washingtonpost #dailymirror #bbcnews #ctvnews #cagovernor #mayorofla

Hiding in the internet news losers

Your releasing year one education and fireworks wars that never change
World victory loss uh ohs Gavin?

Pay attention to the chalkboard

Poor Richard's almanac and high school crawlouts get free everything for police supportive services logo crimes research committee nature walk great Gatsby grandma jewelry melting psychotic friends of freedom in deprivation clinician bus rides of not your house or life's work
My inherentance wars

**** gold shinny colors jewels 60 year old thrift shop next to retirement house crime laundry shoot exit slaves

80 East Hillcrest Dr business park layout non profit Irwin wins. Clap clap

Gwen Stefani favorite girl

The well recorded and documented number of rest and retirement homes creating the exit from family trust planning subsists thusly.  Valued thoughts and holdings within the non profit non safe American branches have nothing to do with textiles

I will insulate my output with w=work

Manufacturing?

Me a master
You a guvna

Legislation from federal surplus of paper to mansion
Usps

Ambulance and fire jurisdiction of commerce

Pacing life in america

Labor law
Not criminal law