i have wandered these forests,
     ancient redwoods enshrouding the foothills
          rolling back from the great Pacific to the Sierras

this ancient range of the coast redwood
     tallest trees on Earth. i walk a path well trodden
         above Mill Creek water flowing to the estuary

turning around to head back to the trail-head marker
     ferns and rocks protrude from the walls
          sediment of time, written in the canyon walls
          
i ramble into a growth of California rhododendron
     in full bloom, their flowers bursts of red and yellow
          against the dark green leaves

here, i pause, enchanted by the consuming
     majesty of this ancient place abounding in life
          entirely indifferent to my passing, enduring

and, once again, i am able to return to nothingness,
     suffering comes from the desire to exist, and, i remember
          that there is a path that leads to the end of suffering

by Jedidiah Fleming

The World is my Kryptonite.
It was delivered by a Canaanite.
It is so very black and white.
Black as black midnight.
White as white starlight.
Hotter than a fist-fight.
Colder than a frostbite.
It tries to lure you to the fight.
Being naturally impolite.
Always swelling with pride and might.
Soaring like a meteorite.
Exploding like dynamite.

O, but it is a parasite!
Warping every human right.
Dealing every man-made fright.
Feeding like a scabie mite.
Destroying like a forest blight.

Yet it craves a ray of Light.

From it, I remain from sight.
It is worse than any stage fright.
A never-ending snakebite.
Seeing without sight.
Hearing without height.
Choking out the sunlight.

The world is my Kryptonite.
But parts of it may turn to Light.
So its pain I will carry on.

Explain Hopeless  Also Resilience

The universe sows- difference to melancholy... those
plods of handkerchiefs, our mascarpone dessert
  is going for golden lucre mistakes,
   still we yearn.
Yet lore of strength... and music admired thearchy,
  streining people, people and pleasure
   and dodling as serfs.
Let us see... are the guardians,  immediacy returning?
Or is syphilis? As they languish-
  uptorn within theories and disease?
The champions of charm, still charm their ways beyond.
And the blank, evil, maladroit.. canonites and
denizens laughing at us?!
You midgets! You rein in a cat, tightening the drawn
leathur,  on the steering wheel!
Time to think about, whether,  a there there
is one on the windshield.
Let's drag it northern, evening time, with label
and remarks for a train to see.
An old varmint tries to say
"cool it.. wrong!"
Addressed by Jedidiah to stand today as Imoteph.
Hopefully marriage,  or the meaning of cool waters.
Yet, eminent domain unfolds, approaching time
has no ****** for the battle...  not safe nor,  daughters.
For everyone gets to get high.
And make to high ground in a hurry, tis an equity wing.
Whose this? I'm so sorry, I didn't call mocking a nuisance-
    of the Santa Ana wind.
It is dim after that.
She did fall and the stampede was okay.
Souls for the solar, far more than digging the punishment,
of autos versus freeing Mary Judge, semi adverse in the shade.
We're going to take our knives!
And your wounded young...
We gonna bring back to the killers!
...and (and)... their going to turn away and call you a
    ***** when you get married!
Imagine that.
A perfect princess wearing a blue dress...
We've never seen it before!
Only some sort of bodies- mess.
Her walking looks like a golden field rat.
So fast, devious, fully relaxed.
- As if you're about to kick a mimes but,
  the herbal kingdom in tow versus mercy shacks...
Has quiet a few doctors... as an earnest life,
  my sir and lady 'foolery' thought.
It seems very artsy,  that one is ashamed of
  bruises and the bloodshot.
'Oh this quagmire pie can join the back bone,
  hot on pay offs.
When what they have at the factory,
is touché Asian phone and answers all relent,
  of the same, sane, cognitive existence.

Yet bodies 'tra la la'  to corpses
... whose mine?
Should not rot lead to dirt..
Mix of the wretched Earth...
it's very beneficial when it's found...
  which is what greater doses or leaves
     of war-  appeal and abound.
The game sleeper trying.
Stated, again, as ignorant-
  as a feloric fox askew.
Redemption.
Amazing grace was done by the orator,
  bobbed, however, with modern translations.
Which then, was that which.
should not be, what now
is merely, the sentient that which is?
Could not all of this be over with and get done?!

Hateful, hopeless,  yet tuff, strong with resilience....

And that's what keeps going
on... and ... on... and ... on ... and ... on ...

Try to Explain Hopeless Yet Resilience

The universe sews difference to melancholy... those
plods of handkerchiefs
Our mascarpone dessert as golden lucre
mistakes still we yearn
Yet lore of strength and music admired thearchy straining
People, people and pleasure and dodling as serfs
Let us see... the guardians with immediacy returning
Or is syphilis as they languish- uptorn within theories and disease
The champions of charm still charm their ways beyond
And the blank evil maladroit.. canonites and
denizens laughing at us
You midgets! You rein in a cat tightening the drawn
leathur on the steering wheel!
Time to think about whether a there there
is one on the windshield
Let's drag it northern evening time with label
and remarks for a train to see
An old varmint tries to say
"cool it.. wrong!"
Addressed by Jedidiah to stand today as Imoteph
Hopefully marriage or the meaning of cool waters
Yet eminent domain unfolds approaching time
has no ****** for the battle not safe nor daughters
For everyone gets to get high and make to
high ground in a hurry tis an equity wing
Whose this? I'm so sorry I didn't call mocking
a nuisance of the Santa Ana wind
It is dim after that she did fall and the stampede was okay
Souls for the solar far more than digging the punishment
of autos versus freeing Mary Judge semi adverse in the shade
We're going to take our knives! and your wounded young...
we gonna bring back to the killers!...and (and)...
their going to turn away and call you a ***** when you get married!
Imagine that a perfect princess wearing a blue dress...
we've never seen it before! Only some sort of bodies mess
Her walking looks like a golden field rat
so fast devious fully relaxed
As if you're about to kick a mimes but
the herbal kingdom in tow versus mercy shacks
Has quiet a few doctors... as an earnest life
my sir and lady foolery thought
It seems very artsy that one is ashamed of
bruises and the bloodshot
Oh this quagmire pie can join the back bone
hot on pay offs
when what they have at the factory
is touché Asian phone
and answers all relent of the same
sane cognitive existence

Yet bodies tra la la to corpses
... whose mine?
Should not rot lead to dirt..
Mix of the wretched Earth...
it's very beneficial when it's found...
which is what greater doses or leaves
of war appeal and abound
The game sleeper trying
stated again as ignorant
as a feloric fox askew
redemption
amazing grace was done by the orator
who bobbed however with modern translations
Which then was that which
should not be what now
is merely the sentient that which is
Could not all of this be over with and get done?!

Hateful hopeless yet tuff strong with resilience....

and that's what keeps going
on... and ... on... and ... on ... and ... on ...

Part 1
Still marching on ghosts through the phantasmal mopey looks
Fascination power I beat I beat you your a loser
Given the thoughts of born a gamer it’s got to take and take to get
Will you take a highway like a lamb? Astute their in a senate to plant bulbs or..
Does Elu and the chains of violent death.. a margin in our code and thanks and thank you
A swifter crowd than any bourbon dried meat.. more than oily friends
Who when you know something’s right?.. Then its right by them slickened for a queen to teach
More in thereforunto  than achievement of an angel yet flawed by the cost of unjustified torture
Attempt a name.. the wayside with tricks and casual claims "we will create".. yet die did I
I must be not sure to get where it needed to go if you don't mind to begin with
The wheel is a blank game and in the middle simple cardigan hand woven green sweater has an efficacious fall pleased to punish yet Jedidiah thereafter muses and musters the middle dark brown shady farms maple just the same
Then who now is being scattered the land battered the killer a liar that has a rap sheet not bound for survival of the fittest or..  dimly lit room still with a crown
A face for the gift of gab not the cool love in a city wrong evil, its no civil rights battle, it’s those precious moments that decry great joy prophesy of agency and clocks spun funding the imagined sessions for people know ..  ..  .. no remorse
Jealousy was the project yet breath against the disease in step we did! The lack of fate though not what our lord wants to show us surfaces the best of the bumps as the night relaxed asks was this but merely imaginary awards thee fools
Part 2
Over and over we're fighting with our dreams
Back to daylight again
Remember frowning burns inside
Remember the fire within

    No, I, 2020 now 2nd time
Don't let go
    Don't let go again
Say!!!...
A revolution only last place lovers ,haters, players, smiths
Forever will I be a gist of the wind
   Forever will you be against the wind
For within these boundaries way
A predominate fortune
   The lesson that ever shall
There exist a real advance
A quest for a repeated folly to resolve this unknown
Or a school of thought a place platinum silver and gold
In a social circle in dervish process
An E.M.T. blames it on my A.D.D.
While a people learn thus exist have a life which is free
    Now is the jaded realm that
No letter be associated with eternity
Only wounds cackles and fatigue
And the end of useless names and statues shall be borne