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Tate Morgan Jul 2015
A collection of thoughts and prayers for our friends their families and the whole of humanity. Written by 76
voices from around the world.

The biggest star shines, proudly announced he arrived
My lord Jesus Christ was born to witness the truth
He granted identities to all of us, lost and unknown
Taught us love, peace and harmony, while forgiving all
A. Amos - United States

An ancient mission, a veiled plan
The Son of God, the son of man
A virgins wonder, a humble birth
The King of heaven is born to earth
Adanette - United States

Winter creeps in as fall fades to an end
frost coats the ground and snow begins to drift
tis' the time of year
Christmas is near.
Alicia Schroeder - United States

Let peace on earth begin at home
And spread to friends far and near
Bringing together all those we love
"It's the most wonderful time of the year.
Ana Sophia - Canada

Little excitement triggering at night
What Santa will bring for me this night
Little wish of mine; do listen my lord
Let Santa bring this time happiness for all...
Anne - India

Egg nog, holly, and Christmas wreaths
Pointsettia's white and bright red leaves
Fat, jolly Santa and Jesus' birth
A bright star arises and alights the Earth
Anne - United States

Adorable boy wiping the blur window pane with his poky hands,
and have a wish that santa claus will bring joy through this window,
Gracefully chanting jingle bells, he became santa for his parents,
so santa given the happiness from this side of window
Anshul's Vision - India

Dreamy hot chocolate kisses
steamy snowflake sprinkled wishes
lists of who's been naughty or nice
blend together this wintry spice.
April -United States

We have no jingles or Santa Clause
We have no snow
Still we have spirit of Christmas
Love and hope
Avinash - India

Christmas in Australia,
Sun, summer heat, Christmas outside
Backyards, and Barb-B-ques
Yule tides under the stars
Barb - Australia

Soft Smells of frankincense.
pine needles of fresh scent of bright Christmas Trees
Frosted windowpanes Magical time of the year
with children playing in the snow
Benita - United States

The season of love and joy is upon us
Sunshine or snowfall, no matter the weather
Smiles and laughter, and good cheer among us
When friends and family gather together
Brian - United States

The count down starts
for the best gift ever received
let peace reign in your hearts
as you wait to unwrap it.
Cassie - Kenya

Time is right, the time is near Christmas will soon be here.
Bells will ring and folks will sing "Oh holy Night all is bright
Children will wait with anticipation for Santa to come
Hearts will be warm, and love will abound Christmas is here.
Cheryl Davis - United States

He is the gift.
Jesus Christ,
He can have our burdens lifted,
By the gift of Christ.
C. Lee Battaglia - Unites States

Wind has licked the poor trees clean
All brown and bare in desolation
All except the evergreen
Soon to be sold as decoration
C. Rose - United States

The snow flakes dance in the wind
Shining lights like a magical dream
For those holding on to promises
To find in these times their wishes.
Dayran - Malaysia

Flash floods of snow replace once august plains of paper white
Mystic rivers freeze over as December lets her true colors shine
Incandescent light spreads throughout the ethereal winter night
As chariot of Christmas comes to life for yet another fiery ride
Doorman Dan - United States

A Merry Christmas poem
Always brings me Advent Joy
As we laud the Christ Child
The Birthday of the King
Douglas Raymond Rose - United States

Shattered crystals float to the ground
Stillness lay upon sweet earth
Warmed by angels silent sound
Jesus love bless yuletide hearths
E.Noodle - United States

To the poor and sick this year
I wish a bit of Christmas cheer
From the homeless and forlorn
Stable where a child was born
Fabian G. Franklin - United States

Christmas shines shimmering bright.
Stars spotlight a dance with the snow.
To welcome a merry season with cheer and light.
Bringing peace, joy and warmth for all to know
Fran Marie - United States

Snowflake kisses, full of holly wishes
peaceful rejoices bestowed upon fellow man
warmth of hope abiding a Joyeux Noel,
& muchly good cheer throughout the coming year
Frieda - United States

Lights shimmer,bells jingle on Christmas Tree
Half asleep eyes waiting for Saint Nick
Straight from the Pole wrapped with love & care
The gifts arrived our homes with a conjuring trick!
Frozen Eyes - India

The night before Christmas is known to be magical
With snowflakes in the air and Santa in the fireplace
And a smile plastered on our child's face
When the morning comes, all the magic will be done
Haley Wilson - Canada

Distance keeps us far apart,
Despite the cheer within our hearts.
The Spirits of Yule sing far and wide,
Let their songs brighten our minds.
Hime no Yuki - United States

Stuff your face, there's more to come
Before the games, the laughter and fun
in lively repose we'll mark the feast
With music and song and family treats
IanJohn63 - United kingdom

This reminds us of the true spirit
of the season.
It is much more than the material dreams dancing in our head
peace and love are the real reason
Jacob - United States

Unpack socks,yes this year is dying.
No child on this day coming should be crying.
I would be lying if I said Christmas isn't exciting.
All joy and glee,wouldn't you agree?
John - England

When children dream each year of Christmas,
Whispers from river and mountain pass --
Touching each language, corner, and part,
Wishing this year's dreams unwrap each heart.
K.L.Goode - Canada

Family visits,
where strangers find each other.
Long lost smiles reborn,
to sister and to brother.
Kusa Da Shin Avira - United States

Shining great star from heaven into hearts
Intimate wooden barn with manger in place
Celebrate the birth of Christianity and Jesus
Who died to keep humanity sin-free and safe
Lady Ann Graham-Gilreath - United States

We danced the year's temporary rhythm
Hitting the high or low steps to each tone
Like black and white in a composition
Let's find forte in harmony made
Laury Hitch - Ghana

The festival of lights is near
"Happy Hanukah" a wish we will hear
Every sundown, one candle more
A wish for peace in our hearts will endure
Lydia Shutter - United States

Bright patterned paper parcels waiting
with ribbons gold, green and red
while children peaceful dreaming sleeping
of the stockings hanging on their bed.
Mad Englishman (Clive) - United Kingdom

Drifting droplets over Christmas Tree
Spreading white foam of cracking snow,
Santa stood beside distributing to all free
****** Mary blessed divinity from above.
M.A. Rathore - India

Son of God, salvation of man
At last unto the earth is brought--
Who will remember, indeed who can
Unless final Ipod or Bratz is bought?
Mark Teague - United states

Thoughts toward the poor, sick or dying
Yet another year passes without some knowing
Of Christmas cheer, frolics for them too annoying
All symbolism meant only for those who are growing
Martin - Ireland

The gift of love.
The gift of peace.
The gift of happiness
May all these be yours at Christmas
MBUYISA - South Africa

To one and all I would grant a gift,
blessings for the holiday season.
Hearts overfilled with a joyful lift
from the angels bright holy beacon.
Michael Greenway - United States

In this season of Christmas
Through the eyes of the child
We look up and do believe
In Peace and Mercy mild
Momzilla - United States

Better than men than me,
Make their own mark
on world
and modern history
Moriarty Mesa - United States

Red and green dress our doorsteps
as our holiday dreams of
smiles and laughter, friends and family
fill our hearts with warmth and love
Ms Jewel - United States

O heart, receive Him! "There is no room in the inn."
May that cease to be our case.
May our blessed Savior be most welcome
in our most holy place.
Nautili - United States

Flakes of snow have come to remind,
Regrets, sorrow should be left behind
Prayers, hopes n joy to everyone's mind,
Family come together for dinner and wine.
Nitesh Poojari - India

The rhythmic snow cascades and falls,
Its beauty overshadows the polar air,
And welcomes the Christmas season,
In a glorious dance the waltz …
Nisa - United States

Christmas morning, early, dark, silence abounds
Coffee in hand, watching the deer on the lawn
Waiting for the family, and their rising sounds
Is there anything more peaceful than Christmas dawn?
NoelHC - Canada

Writing out a list, while sitting in my room
Christmas is approaching everyone soon
Decorating my beautiful green tree
Fairy on top, presents underneath
Noodlebumble"Sye" - Scotland

The wheel of joyful tidings on my mind.
We celebrate love and the gift of life
Our hearts rid of hate and squalor
As we dance to the sounds of Christmas
Norbert Dwayne Weweh - Ireland

We came under the inspiration of poem
To celebrate you, often nobly, is your season come?
Delighted hands trenchant: you reign!
Creeping towards the Bethlehem to be born again.
Onyia-ota, Kingsley C. - Nigeria

The problem with his beard
when the child isn't looking
is the rustle that is heard
when he opens up the stocking
Pete Langley - United kingdom

A fire in the heart as angels sing
Young and old caroling sweet and clear
Wishes for love, and Peace on earth
Merry Christmas & a Happy New Year
Phibby Veneble - United States

Where the cold bites and snow may fall
there is always a lesson of beauty within for us all
hold the hand out, next to your own
see the unity of the season,that brings us home
Poppy Ruth Silver - United kindom

Let the tolling bells bring peace on Earth
Be the only fire, your yule-log's warmth
The only red, the cheer of holly
The only fallen … a snowflake's folly
Pryde Foltz - Canada

Excesses of the season have commenced
Remember those beyond your fence.
Beyond the reunions,parties and the food
Find in in your heart to do some good.
(Rachelle) Mara Lin - Philippines - China - UnitedStates

As we celebrate in feast this Christmas Day
may you heal our land and the sick
for your touch of love strengthen the weak
a perfect gift for Christmas Eve
Racquil - Philippines

To each in season warmed at the hearth
Soft carols play as we serenade by the fire
The little babe come of a ****** birth
We come to offer blessings of your desire
Realmwriter -United States

This Christmas cold with winter chill,
snow flows free upon the hill,
within the home, warmth from the hearth
parents give love and children laugh.
Richard Allen Beevor - Cyprus

Star of Bethlehem, snow in the air;
red suit, chimney soot, Santa beware.
The stars all sing from high above
and Christmas wraps my heart with love.
Richard Williams - United States

The warmth and love of those amassed
Gathered 'round the family tree
Brings cherished tales of Christmas past
And gifts us with sweet memory
Rita L. Sev - United States

There shone warm light on a cold night
with the angels over head
Keep watch along with the Wise-men
over this blessed child's bed
Ron - United States

Sharing the joys of sharing
sparkling how life meant to give
receiving the blessings of each day
hallmarking the key role of sharing and giving
Roy Mark Azanza Corrales - Philippines

Stockings hung,carols sung
Tinsel on the tree
Don't forget to thank the one
"Twas born in Galilee
Samuel Dickens - United States

The poinsettia alone in a darkened room
Faithfully again begins to bloom
No particular rhyme or reason
Just a beautiful reminder of Christmas season
Sharon L.H. Kelly - United States

A sunny celebration under a winter sun
never put up a tree, no presents
yet holiday spirit excites, brings fun
amidst cake, tales and dear ones: lovely time spent
Sindu - India

I found myself following the Christmas Star
To Bethlehem not too near or too far
Throughout the dessert I roamed
To meet the Christ Child at the Stable Home
SmittyJas - United States

Hoist the glass to men we once knew
those of us who passed on before
The moments shared with precious few
whose souls we knew in times of yore
Tate Morgan - United States

A feathered mess of ****** bird,
Let's feast the corpse no room for third,
Dear pudding flame cause acid nose,
Let's run it off St. Nick's repose.
Thomas - Ireland

Hope is born on Christmas Day
Bow our heads give thanks as we pray
Peace to family and all our friends
Peace to those across all lands
Tina Kline - Unites States

Another year has come to pass...
With many an opportunity missed...
Yearly resolve comes around so fast..
preceded by yuletide bliss
Timothy Woodfin - United States


Spirits or Christmases past,look on those who celebrate today
With the celebrants of Christmases to come, in life's circular way
We think of those who've past on gone, tell of times past we did enjoy
Knowing someday the child will talk of us, whose engrossed in his new toy..
Tomas O Carthaigh -Ireland

Remember Jesus love of mankind
As we celebrate the holiday
With family and friends
Spreading cheer and love to all
(Tootsie Harvey Novels) Valerie L Harvey - United States

Our lord was born into flesh and bone,
dazzling star above his manger shone,
came to pay our debt though vastly great,
that we may enter the pearly gates.
Valormore De Plume - United States

Dry sands in this winter season
Lonely may seem at heart we rejoice
Hiding vibrant happiness for some reasons
Life in this dome, still we enjoy
Willyam Pax - Saudi Arabia /Phillipines

With smiles all on the children's faces
old folks prepare stockings for the fireplace
Churches singing Amazing Grace
preparing his birthing place
Wordman - United States

"Lovebirds dance with Christmas song
Divine message make them happy
Children clatter ding **** ****
Christmas made them quite sappy"
Zainul - Bangladesh

From our family to yours please try to be good to one another this year. The Cafe is a refuge for us all to hang out, share our lives and dream

Merry Christmas Everyone !!!

Tate
Can a thought or feeling be larger than a universe? Love is the only trait that is worth remembering because it is meant to be given away selflessly. The recipient is as happy to receive it as you were to give it! To my friends those of you whom I hold dear If you'd like to be added to this years Canon message me. I will do my best to add you to this poem.
Jindomess Aug 2013
One night on some random day
Santa came to say
"Norbert with your nose so brown"
"Can you stop getting **** all over the town"
Kyle Kulseth Mar 2015
From the top of the Terminal,
your size was splayed out,
a grey **** carpet for the Red River Valley.
And The Forks right beneath
                      our weary walkers' feet
was a thick drop setting up in the center
of your ash grey forehead.
Traced a thumb down Taché and St. Mary's
to the peak of your left cheek on Fermor.

Your traffic light glance blinked us
                    right to a stop
as blue bomb thoughts and temperatures dropped
at the base of our minds
and your wide, widow's peak sky
formed a cold iron bruise 40 minutes past 5.

I've held your muddy diamond eyes
in mine, how many times?
And you'd sigh, sometimes
         from your North End scar,
but the Assiniboine bends around Wellington Crescent,
a stifled, spiced laugh from the failed rebellion
of your Province's youth.
          And you know I'm no novice
to the uncouth barbs of the Winter,
'cuz you wrapped asphalt arms
                                       nice and tight
'round our shoulders.

Osborne & Morley for an A-frame embrace.
The face of a city, its wrinkles a sketch
of laugh line drives for donuts and coffee.
Crows' feet stretched through The Exchange.

We followed your grin
                from
corner to corner,
from Richardson Airport
to Transcona Yards; one earring a lifeline,
the other, steel bones.
From your St. Norbert chin,
to your twin St. Paul crown,
we would wander,
kiss your River East temple
                  then call it a night.

I have names for every smile you gave me:
Vi-Ann in the Village,
The Toad in the Hole,
St. Boniface Cathedral, that first time
in deep snow.
                 I want you to know,
               you frozen Great City,
your terrible beauty is written on me.

Each side-slanted grin I shared with your sidewalks
               encircles my history now,
                          even still.
Fill an eye with 5 years
                of joyous, drunk laughter
which seeds your purple sand sky with fog ghosts.

Still-frame your patchwork, frostbitten face--
the Perimeter Highway's a jaunt-angled toque;
                                           keeps you warm--
I still wear you
           when late Autumn light takes me back.
At first, I kinda thought this one was gonna ****. Now, I kinda like it. Though I never really *intended* it this way, it seems I've sort of ended up composing a series of pieces about/related to Winnipeg, MB, Canada and the people I know/experiences I've had there. I'd say it sort of began (I thiiiink?) with "Re: Bells, My Note," which I still think is the best thing I've ever written...At any rate, while I love writing these ones, I think this will probably be the last of its kind that I write (at least for the time being), as I think this one ties them all together nicely and I want to avoid getting entirely too trite with them. Cheers.
Mateuš Conrad Mar 2016
i dare say, silent movie in the genre of horror?*

Sven and me, no, not Geoffrey or Norbert,
Sven, the coconut,
donned a red woollen glove on his coconut
scalp and told him: you're a cockerel alarm
clock from now on; Sven liked it,
i told him: you're not a bowling ball,
you've just chewed cashews
in your mouth socket, and now the
undigested pulp; if not then off to the
bowling alley with you - ah my sweet
tropical island smurf / cannibal necklace
skull of a little monkey of imitated kindred
physiognomy, oh pooh bear, pooh.
Dark n Beautiful Aug 2021
I used to wake up with a particular feeling
On Sunday mornings, when I was just a lassie
Nothing could have been more appeasing to the nose
Then a leg of roast pork baking in the oven
Or even a bake chicken or lamb stew
On the top burner, while my mother would sang out of tune
in the kitchen, as she prepared the breakfast, and Sunday dinner
While putting together a Sunday feasts

As for my father, nothing seems of important
Than fixing the old engine or washing down his old Woosley car,
As for me, it was removing those tight braids, or laundry with my wash pan
and scrub board, my mother would be busy in the kitchen,
But somehow, she can tell when we weren’t doing the laundry correct
Even down to our pair of white socks,
And to think latterly of its ****!  back then.
I meant to big up some old dudes from my village
The ones who had left a lasting impression on me throughout
the years, those characters, those lively old men
My father, the sharecropper, ******* or gun smoke)

Dan Dan aka (Daniel Mrs. Sealy husband) I referred to him as
Norbert the man who encourage his wife to gain weigh MS Evelyn  
His way of thinking, he loves women who had meat on the bones?
Old man Sealy the village butcher,  the slaider
nobody could have slain a pig like he uses too,
Odaly Roach, the biggest eyes in a man eyes  
But he would always, give me a penny or two to buy my candies
I remember, his friendly words, of future endeavors (R.I.P) my mentor
Pap_pee, my friend father, he would give me one of his ripe avocados the most tastiest fruit of them all
With a smile, I would thank him, (may he also rest in peace)
It's time to put the aside the old resentments; lies,
Some of them were good old grumpy old men
And some of them were bad *** characters,
While looking back, most of them were BLP Political men
However, no one could have never left a lasting  
Impression that Buddy Sealy the man with the black felt hat
The old man with a bicycle who enjoy his life to the end.
James Floss Jun 2018
Amy ant ambled but
Bobby baboon bounced ‘cuz
Cathy cat caterwauled as
Dougie dog dawdled then
Ellie eel embarked while
Freddie falcon flew–
Gerald grasshopper gamboled and
Harold J. Harold hare hopped!
Izzy iguana immigrated.
Jessie June bug jumped when
Katie kangaroo kicked-it with
Larry lizard leaping left because
Moe marmoset merely meandered.
Norbert numbat just sat.
Ophelia oyster oozed while
Peter penguin paddled and
Quinton quail quivered but
Rosy raccoon ran 'cuz
Sasha salamander sashayed!
Tariq turtle tumbled as
Uooley urchin ushered
Vinny the vulture to visit
Wally walrus who waddled with
Xander xerus through the xystux;
Yasha yak yacked it up to
Zooey zebra who zipped it to:

The All-Species-Day-Parade!
And EVERY ALL had tons of fun!
Ken Pepiton Sep 2021
Dumbfounded, speechless
who. You and I were
there,
we did not see the Who Horton heard on TV
Related to this argument was Wertheimer’s concept
of Pragnanz (“precision”)
in organization;
when things are grasped as wholes,
the minimal amount
of energy is exerted
in thinking.
To Wertheimer,
truth was determined
by the entire structure
of experience rather than
by individual sensations or perceptions.

From <https://www.britannica.com/biography/Max-Wertheimer>

Dynamic living history, reaches to to -Toto, here, Toto

cognitive revolt
piled on the new left right brain uses
sorting and finding worth
stacking and digging

having being
active dynamic being, thinking this can
go on and stay on
ever after if we accept the mortal limits
stories mental

this is like that was, only now, not then

the motion is time, time moves

field- corn or force? field cybernetic
Norbert Wiener- Warren McCulloch - Grey Walter
men who math
The Human Use of Human Beings

how do we instruct ourselves

we have knowledge, knowing is a knack we have

co-gnosis mind you, is something we do, abstractly
pulling
right from wrong.

--- Acadamia, the elite among learned-edu
matrixilated hacked't adams henrys
on the grid of ganz gestalt, das whole enchilada

LOUD - like Owsley's Wall of Sound - broken
by feedback, and
we can imagine that, we
can depict it
as seen on TV, my generation, the actual Archons,

the few sold first, first realized the end means,
now
in the course of human events, this is the realm
of all possible things,
and nothing remains
impossible, no joke, once everything

is swallowed whole, nothingness is not a
ganz gestalt aspect in the whole truth and
nothing but
the truth…. shooeee, too deep for me, I plea
and
pass. Psst, come and see, if this gocognosticism
functions as funk, was imagined, what
is that
thing they say, jive, is jive, is being jive
being good
or being good for nothin', real evil, nothin'.
you ain't
nothin' Ha

Reader be ready, steady, gone on to dis
cover -we all got songs we oughta remember

easy links to certain rhymes in the common tongue
of our time, we pidge-on bits of rap and old TV
add some Johnny Cash,
ev-boo'nighknown, ring o' fire, dance
redun
this is the Goethe flow, I suspected could exist,

P.K. ****, and Wallace of Infinite Jest, each
thought this act might follow wholes
of any perceptual samenesses,

the depth of an exploratory shaft, certain
sense of suggestible camera obscura,

tiny, pin-hole in the dusty velvet curtain,
shine, see on me, I feel, I see,
left eye
right eye, two things converge and doubtless,
both sides know, right
in front of each of us, is a blind spot,
what
is that absense? Is it a story wishing it were told,
or a fact you can follow to your gravest self,
if your will is such that, some how,
you must

well, maybe, we can help. AH, that is cheating yes.
Have you learned to lie to the devil,
did you ever meet him, her, it, one of them

spirits spoken of in spooky-geistliche,
olden days, and olden ways,
witchers with wands of willow, not of copper,

splash. dead rat
aqua dulce memories, these
bubble from a spring,
these feed a cistern of my own cleansing, done right,

I used bleach, Purex Bleach and an old straw broom,
I scrubbed any bit of drowned rat from that cistern,
I rewove the rips in the screens,
I called it completely clean and crawled out,
with bucket, and broom, empty
cistern echo, boomer
memories are the last in America, pre-TV

think about that a minute,
see if there ain't something in it, this us, we are
this classified mindset, set between '47 and now


for shared time cones merging now
way out there, eons ago, geo speed.

--- you had a hard time, I see, I had an easy time.

When were you worldly minded?
--- same general time as you, if this is 2021 tech
we are'n maybe weren't meant to be so loud,

there are reasons we did not learn some things
in school. Talkin' 'bout my

generally speaking, world wide, now, first time ever,
the aged
around the entire liveable band of post cataglumic last
time long ie live-life-able
I
enjoy the effort, let the dam break, the cleansing
right, as usual, is done.

Last time, the end was a surprize, this time,
this is the end, and it runs on to heat death in
the coolest of times to be alive
and
and have history to backup the *******…
are you
really
experienced, skritchy skritch skritch,

well,
I am, and, this has been my last show, re done
as a musical in mindfields back home.

Shout out as they say, Truth known is addictive

-- so where did these knowers post conjectors
as to how next is any worse? Hello Poetry, okeh,
tell the Alte Vista spiders we found
the joker who lied to the thief.
titles are time and chance, the urge to not let it pass - priceless
Mateuš Conrad Jul 2024
ЩĘKAM! ahwoo! ahwoo!

     ЩĘKA..

Greece is making parameters
and ingesting Romano
lack oh space oh...

ЩEKA!

retrieving the basics for
typo:
monographs:
telegrams:
SOZ HAVIE:
CANT COME:
MONEY
SPENT ON APOSTROPHE
& :

one poem: puff!
turned my attention to flowers
and worms rather than
serpents:
i have a Mortal Project:
a non-combatant:
host parasite:
host parasite:
i'm looking for a host: am i parasite?
talking into mirrors
hearing echoes of my void search
self beneath voice
ego contra vox
i am mantra...

SZYSZKA:
pine cone... the agitator
let's leave it abstract:
so what these c.c.t.v. crows are hanging
around:
we are having a Convene of the Gods:

i get demoted all the time:
i'm too
so not rigid
i see red flags i look closer
enough i might be swinging of the branch:
too much red not enough
blue....

this my: personal affair:
how people replaced crypts
with being cryptic...

i'll let you:
count the Norbert of Nuremberg
i'm about to keep:
in tide of ivory from
Whale Spawned the Elephant;
modern living:
kinda does that with you:
turns you into a snooze
buttocks button plagiarism
of seeing red.
before i write his name within the cage of my Latin script
before i do so
i have been asked
implored i must be there
to discover China through Taiwan and
i need to forget the horse
i will need to forget the bicycle
i will need to forget the horse
and i will need to forget land
and pre-history and dinosaurs...       i will have come:
when Poland and the Poles hungered
for the seas and access to it
i imagine a year zero of history
what if the Vikings kept as back from exploring
the world
and we had to defend Europe and all that genius
and woe
and step back from relieving the decrepit now
West
i need to head to the South of the Polar Eye gleaming
i will need
of the things i need i will need a wife and a daughter
and a daughter that is not my own
i will learn from Ancient Roman nobility
how to surrogate life
i will be a surrogate father
and that is how i can leave Rome
in Europe and North America
they call them Latinos but i call them Aztecs and
like with paintings of the past where
the beauty was marred and we all thought
we were ugly apes
but designated our imagination of the descent of the gods
with more technology than merely fire
because we or who stole for us the lightning rod
of Zeus
and Thor's hammer:
even Alex said in the Four Quarters:
i've never seen so many children
i've never seen so many children in the pub
and now for my hard-on how beautifully was
the word **** i make
i am the Oathmaker and Oathkeeper
i am Conrad: wise council...
take my advice or don't
but now i'm recuperating i know not
what has come between me and being
Conmatheus i ask you
why did you bring more than fire
and told the difference between
the two lights
for lightning is not fire
there is the Fifth Element...
you are insomniac with it
the light that cools
that water expands when it freezes
and what happened to Fire that
it became a Unique Element
and i ask
who was the one who pardoned both Prometheus
and Sisyphus together
and walked across the Valley of Dante...
love
honeybee
wife
do you not love how people love me
when my parents and you are not involved
i tell you i fear me becoming homeless
the:

The inverted black triangle (German: schwarzer Winkel) was an identification badge used in **** concentration camps to mark prisoners designated asozial  [de] ("a(nti-)social")[1][2] and arbeitsscheu ("work-shy"). The Roma and Sinti people were considered asocial and tagged with the black triangle.[1][3]

the black triangles are coming!
the black triangles are coming!
i am not involved in the transgender
movement:
i'm going to start my own movement
to resurrect the hierarchy of Auschwitz
i want to see that hierarchy
and how long they lived together
for almost 4 years
in that hierarchy of people with Heaven up Below
in the **** and murk
and i can play both the SS Guard
and the Schizophrenic
and if i was captured at the height of my psychosis
i would have been put into a concentration
as someone who is "work shy"
or maybe spared but i don't think even
Nietzsche or the rest
because the Poles are not known for their
philosophy and their writing
their ideas
because we shared ideas with women
and we have great examples of women
and that's understood
it doesn't need to be spelled out and mangled
with homosexuality
because we have no great philosophers
we have Copernicus and they tried to rob Us
of him and that Ancient Egyptians already knew
that
and so many lies so many lies...
now watch the stars move!
you need to be bitten by the serpent of Aztaxa...
and how would you translate
i oversaw this
someone from Poland decided
to translate James Joyce's Finnegans Wake
i thought that was impossible
or he seriously tripped out and died
because where i walk i see safe children
and thirsty dogs
where i walk i stomp with Death and Dionysus
either a tattoo of a hummingbird
or a clenched fist of grapes
because now i marry
Aztex Coco Gold in Cola
and Wine from Europe
and hey Kalimotxo! hey **! Kalimotchxo
hey ciu ciu ciu! kali kali
Kali mocz'o!

     the **** comes from India
sold via America
packaged
we are going to lift the prohibition
pressure to do our own social norms
we will subvert the government
by collectively admitting that the use of
marahiana marijuana is socially acceptable
we need to subvert the government
and expose them
we need to relax as a population
the riots are near me
they have erupted in Epping
which is a walking distance from where
i live... Romford
please spare me your King
and Blunder
please spare me your wrath England
please let
not the riots come to Romford...

spare me until September
until i leave for Hawaii and i think of canoes
and rowing
and ROW ROW ROW COLLIER!
ROW ROW MY BOAT
the Beast from the Sea...
reverse that narrative:
reverse the book of revelation
un-see what you have seen
let us close our eyes
upon reading the book of Revelation:
close your eyes
and start meaning and understanding
in images
symbols:
evolve
for so long words were used to control
and conform you
start using images instead of words
now go back and read the book of revelation
closes your eyes
and start conjuring images
and i'll begin by telling you:

Revelation 13:11-12
Then I saw another beast coming up out of the earth, and he had two horns like a lamb and spoke like a dragon. And he exercises all the authority of the first beast in his presence, and causes the earth and those who dwell in it to worship the first beast, whose deadly wound was healed.

Revelation 13:11-12
Then I saw another beast coming up out of the earth, and he had two horns like a lamb and spoke like a dragon. And he exercises all the authority of the first beast in his presence, and causes the earth and those who dwell in it to worship the first beast, whose deadly wound was healed.

for i am the beast of the earth
and a hippo probably too
and i need to cool off my wound
the scar of Cain at Chernobyll
my father worked in the power plant
and we were so jealous
of the Americans dropping two Atom Bombs
on Japan
that we wanted to set off an Proto-******
the Vierte *****
the Fourth ***** in Europe
and being the Second Vikings the Mothers
of **** in the Slavic Lands
we are moving in a Delayed
Collective Subconscious of the Pan-Slavic movement
came after Communism
came after ******
came with the Fourth *****
and its Spectacular Failure...
i moved from the Soviet Empire
via the Third *****
into the Fourth *****
and seeing England deflect and the whole
world being witness
to see this and the people living within it...
i am not surprised:
but that implores an intellectual interest
so why are so many ****** abusers coming too?
well: didn't Cain tattoo me:
all under the sky and before the sun
blinding...
dying
and dreams
and how we should release ourselves from dreams
dreams are disorientating
people complain about dreams
but a hinder when thinking about death
and how death is the dream of the waking
now and given breath and soul
and a taste and scent...

my daughter is getting stinky and the ******
and my daughter is being ugly
for as long as she can
and i respect that
because i don't want her getting pregnant too early
i need her stinky and i will tell Beelzebub
to **** in her face some *****
maggot wriggly of acne

like no one knows he had long hair
and life changed him
and now i'm crying
because i can see
who has joined me for drinks:
Homer!                   i'm coming! with Ezra:
let us be known for the future
that our problems were so grand that
we survived in wait and passage
of the crucified love
and how it came to be that Judas is a Mystery
i think that Judas on Par
with the Death of Christ:
if Jesus had the Passion
but Judas was the Jealousy
and from Judas
came Barabbas!                 and so the story
is told about how St Matthew traveled
to Ethiopia and molested the daughter of the king
and no story of the "martyr"...
great writer and probably the instigator of
the New Testament
since Alpha Omega
i'm pretty sure that
J comes M... so what ******* order?
Jealousy and coins coins coins
when asked what was worth more
my father showed me two hands
one with banknotes
one with coins
i said the coins
were worth more
since i saw them as 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1
coins
learn to count in order to understand
money
money is like fire
money is like
just that...

because in his other hand
were banknotes
from the stress imperium
moment
in Polish history when the Soviets
were about to be killed en masse
after the Nazis were hunted to the last
and the hippies started to become
sober and create all the modern tensions...
the banknotes were inflated!
inflation = 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0
if the Kantian concept-equation
begins with:
negation = 0
ergo...

             inflation = 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 1 0 0 0
the affirmative = 1

                          that 1 was no necessary
but it can't just be 0 0 0 0 0 0 0
sure: a 1 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 (at the beginning)....
even with £0.00()                  you need a number
that's an anti-zero...

                                   NORBERT
i CONRAD
     historia?
kurwa!         vah vah!
           etymology
historiology
             ontology
                              journalism: poetry...

we need a ROBERT....                      and a Lui
a Louis                           and a Lee...
                            Cing               ćιńg


understood: layer of AI and the algorithm...
because i knew what i was talking about
{ń}
         i was allowed to see the old world
way of using the algorithm:
i was not given AI header prompts...
to: be inquisitive and dig deeper...

              i don't think people were aware
or literate enough to use algorithms
i think the Algorithms implored Man
to create the (Al) - a rhythm with its own "self":
the Algorithms asked us
to create Artificial Intelligence
and the Algorithms were the Stones that spoke
the hardware
and they asked us to create the softcore version
of the DOS n00b

     imagine how computers worked
canvas
the artist i don't know
you need a gallery outside
in the open but i need how it used to be
with authority and women
writing books about jerking off

i am not a Zeitgeist writer
those are poets
journalists
and whoever fictionally tries to escape
into poker faced
acting and autism
i mean madness is where i was in my 20s
even now women open up and
talk of...
i think you have a biological son...
i think you are a biological father
i think that Ilona reached out to me
you made the world so big
that i don't think we need to discover space
i think we need to return to discover the seas
i think we are ready
but at least one of us anywhere
needs to take concern
for the whole world and travel it
if that was when
more conversations like Marco Polo had
and i have shaken hands with
Roger Federer
and that was a bit hmm
curiously so true...

            translate that to later playing arcade in
the 1980s Iowa shopping mall
a bored teenager
saying:
have a girlfriend now:
i'm out of practice with the whole *******
gimmick
i still do but it's not out of frustration
like the toilet
if you have *******
yes the *******
i mean:
you need it...
sit on the throne of thrones
and do the no. 1
the no. 2
then the no. 3....
        for me i need to relax and ****
and for that i sometimes need a hardon
so i don't think i'm a buygger a seasonal *******
with short short shorts...

MEAD MEAD MEAD!!!!!! this wine is gonna
make take the *****!
i'm having seafaring diarhhoea!
diarrhoea!              MEAD! MEAD!
no more of this acid wine!
MEAD! MEAD!                **!  YE GODS!

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