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Ken Pepiton Aug 2018
Memes! Angels, aberrations of opposition super standing
overseeing you,

The screamin' heebie jeebies.

Yo, where you wanta go, you axin me we just go

with it, the flow 'know?

What I mean is, are we memes or mes or messes of yeses
gone all johnny rcome late-rotten scarred scared, some thing not so far
from sacred when you put your mind to the whole idea of life being

at all. Thinking this is not easy. We are Able. Our belly's living waters cry out,

you are your brother's keeper, yes, you are.

Be leavin' that be, I am is, and you is,
too. When you apprehend the meme named
war.
That meme has led the me-me mob for as far as men
remember, but
now, machines remember for us, all the facts, just
the facts, ma'am.

Why'd the d go into a comma, Pop?

Welt (Duetch, bitte) Enshaung, glaube ich, vie leicht, aber

are we ever going to filter out these German bleed-overs?
stay tuned, next week the meme beacon is pulled down,

who shall pre or post or ex maybe vail, travail, like
trip
wow, I hate being a 20 year old vet back in the U.S. of A.
FTA All the way, Airborne

*******, Herman Hesse *******
Jorney to and fro the east to west, and soon, et
cetera. Siam is a mere myth now, eh?

As the Narnia thing not called a heathen lie was allowed
allowable in mere Christianity.

I've only seen the English POV's on PBS, they may be filtered through
feedback, meme belching bursting bubbles from new wine 'nold vessels about to plode into eternity, singing along.

Thank you, very much. May I introduce, duce, intro duce, y'gittin this?

Duce means 2 if you see e squeen between, you see that?

Fun. No reason for fun? Who here, now, believes that or, no,
bees leavin' those lies be told?

Hunh? Y'know? Watch man, waht of the night?

See, what I mean? All this from me hearin' some guy say,
"Come and see, like that was  okeh. For any body, n'me, too.

Thinking, as a past-time, is pointless. You know, if you act like it.
Reading Howard Bloom's (Audiobook) for about the fourth time this week, while continuing the Radioman Chronicles pre-see-quel dilemea. I think epic poetry is seducing me.
Alyssa Beddoe Aug 2012
THUD THUD THUD
that's what I hear all night
Zooming over the waters edge
Thud thud thud
My heart pounding with excitement of the treasure I see in
The distance
Thud thud thud
When we stop and climb abored
All the feet's racing here and there looking for the crates
Thud thud thud
We take of on the vast bumpy ocean
The wind in my hair
Thud thud thud
My jorney is yet over tonight in till tomorrow's adventure
Thud thud thud
Of the machine gun bolts flying by
Thud thud thud
Of my partners hitting the ground
Thud thud thud
Of my heart a racing
Thud thud thud
I hit the ground
Thud thud thud
Is all I hear in my head
I think of what a fun time ive had on the bouncy water
I lay still listing to the last thuds of my heart beating
Thud thud thud
Thud thud
Thud
Time is not my friend
Never has been
Never will be

Time is a weight
That we as humans
are forced to carry

The clock gose around
And NEVER slows down
whether you in love
or sad and down
The clock will always go round.

Faster and faster the clock will turn
While you head spins
and you feet start to burn.

Constantly running from place to place
Time will never care
If you are late

Running Jumping Leaping
into fate
You start to wonder
When did I gain this weight?
When did my eyes start to wrinkle and fade?  
And when did this gray hair come into play?


Time is a curse
Time is a sighn
That death is upon us
We never escape our time
We wait for the right moment to say good bye
Not even realizing, we are past our time.

Time

Time is a jorney
To forgive and forget
To learn our mistakes
To see where others lead.

Time is a beat
That a melody plays
That makes us laugh
And dance in the rain.

Time is a miracle
That let’s us grow
Creates evolution
And things we still dont know!


Time is a curse
A sighn
A weight
You always run from place to place
And yet
Time is a gift
A blessing
A beat
Because we could never have life
If we didint have this need
To say good bye
To give a kiss
To never relax
To never have progress

Time make’s us see our right from wrong
You only have one life
Make it right before your gone!

Time is a friend
That calls you on your ****
And sometimes rewards you
For the right things you did.

Time is not my friend
Never has
Never will be

Lets just say that me and time.
Are just close frienimies.
Akshay Ghadge Feb 2018
Goin by my past jorney, i am not certain where life will take me,
What turns and twist will happen,
Nobody knows where it will end up
Do it rather than only thinking..
Life is yours and let the journey begin..


I just made one mistake,
it was enough to get low my respect in her aspect.
This is what she dosent expect,
That i was on a double date,
How can one allow outsider in a private jet?
i broke her with this wrong step...
she or me cant forget, how i cheated
soon she recover with new boyfriend
and the love of mine is over
Its the end
that i cant offend...
i lost the jet in few second
Remember this is not a trend
my efforts being worthless
How can she be so ruthless
Happy for her but i dont i guess..

Now its my time to change
As i am adding numbers to my age,
Soon i have to accept the fact
That she is not coming back
Two guitars cant be fitted in one bag
Now need to focus on the things that can make me strong for the situation i am at
This is how i can move on...
With this song, feelings i penned down,
I am sorry baby for whatever i have done,
You may not forgive me, but i continued the road i am on...

Wait, if you think i m done it
But 3rd one is to be added...
I was havin dairy milk still ran behind the buiscuit
Life is a journey folks, dont waste it
You’ll have to go far to go yet
If ever get stuck in between
Face it
The one can decribe the war is in confinement
and Keep the journey happening...
Install in your mind this one thing
Dont break em who trustin...
People will always find a chance to judge you,
Be able to say all of them, *******!
AngLe Aug 2017
Es gold harrow seep duo's Love
emotions swin gently rain,
palmers kith whom/ love,
bitter till is better not slain.

lists much ago groan sweet Iovo
nor  de-zenith conduce axis path may
perch peril and float insect-grave,
thoughts kept stay hidden along day

'ivers before she temper trembled passed,
shout stalk fortune be-speak,
thy slitter salut en-grave
sow cutter-clots peer sleep?'

lone on a island, o joy being desert
till pierce a-moon reflection, behandle a word-stone
“lay ignition breast
she will orbitals known.”

sky lineark clouds image Sweetheart.
Jorney journals upon IY Return,
“hor hours class throne love,
markings or tember yearn.”

“may pay not circle anylonger, Sweetheart,
but kiss again & kiss again?”
“engine of ego-nis steam
eyes or march high horns again.”
Ballade  alade
EliMay Nov 5
Fear...
The matte of your eyes as the pupils widen and irises darken.
The frail and ghostly look washing over your skin.
A steady drum losing its tempo as it races toward the stampede of your heart.
Clamey hands clenching before letting go second later, only to repeat.

The unknown endless results from options A and B.
A. Ignore the reckless emotion as you walk wall to wall
Or
B. The first easy maze where the exit is a false hope.

C thru Z are black holes that leads to the same beginning.
Stop running.
Drop to your knees.
Bow your head.
The Lord is calling you to the Journey.
Wash your fear and sins with the blood of the Lamb
Lay down your doubts
Feel the pressure and stress ease off your shoulders
As he breaks the chains holding this endless cycle.
Follow the Journey to your inheritance.
The Jorney is a home to all
As it is the Word of God.
The body of christ as his spirit is in us,
Waiting for us to grow the seed of hope his word gives.
So reach in your soul and ask
What path is yours to follow?

The whisper in the wind answers
He calls you to
The Journey.
Welcome

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