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the day when my uncle ray became sunday rose kidman urban




you see when my uncle ray pocock died in 2006, buddha was having a hard time trying to put him in

another family, and then uncle ray asked cronus to force keith urban to have *** with niciole kidman

to create a new life, and ray has been trying to search for a way to enter nicole’s body, it was like a

blessing for my uncle ray, you see my grandma who died in 2004, 2 years before ray, decided to

hold a sunday roast when her family went to bed, you see they had methane plants and chicken

and potatoes, and uncle ray decided to die and enjoy this sunday roast of the cosmos, ya know like help make it

and my grandma said, ray, how about when you reenter this world, your earth bodies name will be sunday rose

but you will force barry to hate the name, trying to explain that it sounds like sunday roast, which is cooked by me

and then my grandma invited cronus and buddha and athena to the sunday roast, so that uncle ray can be reincarnated

into nicole’s ******, with the help of keith and when they did the initial bit, it was a good wait, and then in 2008, sunday rose

was born, and it was ray pocock, and ray brought on the roast in her name, sure ray is a girl in his current life, but whether

he is a she or vice versa, it doesn’t matter, you see from the day that sunday was born and then named, this was going to

be a bumpy ride, seeing that ray pocock was a reverend, and died to be apart of the celebrity life, you see from that day ray and

my grandma has been hosting a big nightie conference with the whole family, to reform violence in the family unit, and ray brought

barry allan up there to get him to change the way he talks to brian, and also ray would invite nicole and keith in to meet his

previous life’s family, you see as nicole and keith are preparing to be good parents to their two kids sunday and faith, and ray

was given a job as our family’s joining, so he can make sure we are alright, and that is why sunday rose, is just walking around with keith and

nicole instead of being big youtube junkies, you see they were famous, but they wanted to be there for sunday and faith, for every turn

of their lives, ray was brought toward nicole in a party on jupiter and they bonded, just like mother and daughter, and ray went to buddha

and said, i want to be nicole kid man’s daughter, i want to learn how a famous person goes about living their lives, i like to bring barry allan

closer to liking the famous way of life, and i want to be named sunday roast, and force barry to get puzzled, so the name was not very long away

as the name was sunday rose and then ray was given the new life and buddha and cronus said i now pronounce nicole and keith’s new daughter

as sunday rose kidman urban and in the rose, r meaning ray and o as the second letter of pocock, but nicole and keith has a better meaning to the word

rose, and now sunday rose is 7 years of age, and ray pocock is considering himself the new GOD, flying around keeping all the families together, but the

problem is, families aren’t perfect as we are still having kids being kidnapped and people being stabbed or murdered, and ray has a lot to do

and another thing ray wants to do, is reform brian allan, by getting into his mind and telling people what is going on, even if it destroys other families

but if it destroys the family, ray explains to brian to write with a messed up brain, so you don’t reveal much about what cronus is doing, but if it makes

you as messed up as a hooligan, you must tell, and expect people not to like it, and then ray said, he is the NEW GOD, he is trying to keep domestic violence

and aggression out of his old family, now every time a picture of sunday rose goes on the internet, you can feel that ray pocock is at peace, you see sunday

is enjoying her life on earth, and i suggest to nicole and keith, that they have a little angel amongst them, and this was the sort of angel to lure brian away from

his old mate, because he was too negative, and from that moment  brian’s mate was getting panic attacks, and ray and ivy forced brian not to help him, as

he was a little negative ****, and he needed to stand on his own two feet, as ray got another mate to tease him and getting another mate to make ******* comments

driving him mad, and ray knew this was a hard job, so he made brian rave on about sunday rose and forced a conversation about when celebrities have babies

and then ray teased my mate, by making him think he controlled the world, to, i don’t know, lure him away from brian, because brian was trying to keep positiveness

with his mate, and then as it was hard to get his new mate out of his life, ray pocock forced an old friend to tease brian in his mind, treating brian like a little negative ****

to get rid of his negative friend, so that ray, can enjoy life as sunday rose and ivy can enjoy life as annie from brattayley and lucky can be baby **** and barry can enjoy life

as betty campbell, and not worry about, brian’s stupid mate unleashing his negativity onto brian, because what ray was thinking, brian would be positive without his mate

constantly around sprouting negativity in his head, and hopefully find out what brian really wants to do to keep positive, and one thing brian likes to do, is write out his hooligan

and cronus is a hooligan, because he is old, and brian needs to tell us all what is going on with cronus, to clear his mind, and one thing is, to never have brian and his mate dan

walk past and ray pocock is watching over his old family as well as watching over his new earth body sunday rose
Tommy Johnson Jan 2015
Nothing is absolute
And there are countless variables thrown into the mix
Do your best to simplify
Search for those high exponents to bring your base to a better place
No need for negativity
Times can get adverse and even inverse
But you must remain in power as an integer
There is no substitute for you
Distribute some of your positiveness
To all groupings of coefficients
And their properties
You have yet to reach your prime, but you will
Emeka Mokeme Jul 2018
Just the other day,
I would never have
thought that it
can be done.
Couldn't believe
that it is possible.
Never imagined I
would come out
victorious with my
dignity not messed up.
How can this be done
for the sake of posterity.
With enthusiasm we
can do wonders.
Positiveness is vital
to propel you
to the miraculous.
It can generate you
and powerfully send you
to a spiritual high.
Anyone who has
not experienced the
darkness will never
appreciate the light.
You will never know
the beauty of heaven
until you pass through
hell to overcome evil.
Enlightened mind is
a determined one and
can't be stopped by
the frivolous feelings
of the weak mind.
Uprightness must be
a priority in its dealing
with the worldly things.
Separated from the crowed,
he becomes more in tuned with
the divine and the fantastic.
Trusted with the fabulous,
the mind is tested for strength
of purpose to be fully accepted.
No weakness is tolerated
for the inner beauty of man is
made visible by the power
beyond the ordinary.
The innate power within man
is called forth at a time such as this.
©2018,Emeka Mokeme. All Rights Reserved.
Michael Strong Jun 2015
Closed ears silent lips shut eyes
Refusing to speak as they passes by
I dwell in the land of mysery
Conciplating my thoughts

A stage

But many refuses to acknowledge it
As i sat with limited options
At least im prospering
Staying positive

Hands up to solitude
Piyush Gahlot Oct 2018
Wierd is my situation,
I feel okay being heart broken,
It feels good being sad,
Guess I've found peaceful solitude
in bitter loneliness.
Guess so much depression and anxiety
evolved in wierd positiveness.
I feel calm , I feel composed.
BUT
ALL MY FEELINGS HAVE DIED.
Kimmy Jul 2022
She has two faces.
One face that she shows the world, loved ones, and in public.
The smiling one.
The happy, friendly, and talkative one.
The confident one full of laughter and positivity.
The face that everyone is used to.

The second face is the real face.
The one she tries not to show anyone.
The face behind closed doors, when she's alone away from the world, in the security of her own emotions that she doesn't want to show anyone else or have to explain them.
It's exhausting trying to look happy and like nothing is bothering you.
The face that stares off at nothing or patterns on the floor or drapes.
The face that cries in the shower, in bed, car rides alone, cries sitting on the couch, or doing things around for house.
The sad face that stares back at her in the mirror and looks nothing like she used to be.
Well to her anyway. Others say she looks the same. The face that looks strong to the people she knows, but is really just shards of broken glass inside.
Yes, the girl that was there for everyone, and strong for others...is now split into two.
Two faces, one broken spirit.
She can't bear the losses.
It feels like a chapter of a wonderful book closed never to be open again.
All she has are memories and visions in her head that she plays over and over.
Nothing is the same to her.
Everything is different. She can't cope with daily life, her Doctor said. So she writes to help herself, and she has her two faces.
What's funny is, the sad face is the face worth a thousand words underneath in the depths of complexity.
While the happy face full of laughter, love, positiveness, and fun...is a straight shooter."-
Everyday life I am constantly changing my masks
Bianca ortega Dec 2013
"Oh love... it's funny how such a small word can have a variety of feelings all felt in that one word.
Feelings of ecstasy of wanting you to conquer the entire universe.
Feelings of joy and contentment that allow you to exist and resonate your entire being.
Making you do things you never thought possible.
It can change your world in an instant in the most amazing ways and wreck it all at the same time.
It can be quite hilarious
making you brighten up with a smile that could lighten up an entire city :)
Love can make you feel pangs of jealousy
That sink you into an ocean of sorrow.
It can make you feel low at times , but when you truly know the meaning of love you learn that those feelings are not what matter
with something as powerful as love is , those feelings are consumed by all the positiveness it has to offer.
Love oh how peculiar you can be
Seen through the eyes of those around you
at the same time be so invisible but felt in the soul
Love can be heard in the words  spoken by those we cherish
through the kindness of a stranger
Its experienced through a hug that can lift you higher than anything else
It can be smelled through the essence of another
Tasted through the lips of our significant other
hmmm... it's funny how such a small word like LOVE has a remarkable way of being bigger than anything we could ever imagine."
Grace Graham Jul 2014
Her love for God is like a fire that spreads easily and never dies.
It encourages me in my faith. It encourages me to fan my flame.
Her loyalty ignites my fire and her compassion to help those in need.
Humble in every way.
Her positiveness fuels the embers of my dying flame.
I can lend my candle to her knowing she won't blow it out to make hers shine brighter. I trust her to keep it warm.
True friendship consists of these characteristics.
Loyalty. Trust. Kindness. Independence. Honesty.
Lunar Jun 2016
you, our little prince,
who will be blowing out the candles tonight,
you, who will be making a wish,
playing with shooting stars in the sky.
sitting like the moon,
worrying and watching over everyone,
glowing like the sun,
radiating positiveness, is kind and fun.
admiring you is forever,
even after this time.
because like sun, moon and stars,
you will never lose your shine.
happy 20th, wjh!
it is rare for me to write explicitly, but i thought that the best way to describe you is how you really are, and not so much in metaphors. i struggled, i really did, writing this. i'm not used to simple phrases without a 'hidden' meaning. but i hope i did my best for you.
happy birthday, again, wjh, our little prince!
Inner most feelings leave me in an unbalanced state
complex schizophrenia causes emotional self hate
innate past delusions not learned from harsh reality i sustain
emotional hell i endure of psychosis and paranoia to remain
negative unjust doldrums with no way out to possibly escape
mental anguish causing sleep deprivation in really bad shape 
to rise from this psychotic fall takes every ounce of strength i have
i find a way to adapt a positive attitude and tend to my mind with salve
when the worst of the worst is over a need to survive takes its hold
an ability to live life again free from hurt and thoughts controlled
i seek necessary help to continue my path to process how to heal
inability to comprehend the harsh outlook that felt so real
strength is derived as positiveness that does prevail again
only fear i have is repeating my suffering its just a case of when?
Sir B Aug 2013
You know
I learnt the ways of writings from you
Yes.  you

I did have to read others poems
but that doesn't matter
It really doesn't
What matters.

Is the way
You portray yourself
Not through negativism
But through positiveness

Yes.  you
had positive poetry
long agoo
way before time began

But what matters
Is whether you keep it that way
Yes  you
have been through many conflicts
We understand

But we can only
sympathize so much
That doesn't mean you dont talk to us
It means
that

There are people who have felt
the exact. same. thing.
You find them
and talk
Yes.. it might take a while
But...


*Isn't time a huge complex
where finding a way gets
easier when you ask people..
The result of me brainstorming for a motivational poem, I do hope it helps... (most likely isn't motivational..) but hey! I tried. =)
Akta Agarwal Apr 2021
God is the power of positiveness which always stop us from falling
But devil will let you fall
God is the one who give us hope to fight the toughest situation of life
Devil took us to the bad situation of life
Devil is none other than our negativity
Devil force us to do the sin for which we will regret for our whole life
God do wash all our sins
Only we have to knock his door
and it will do open within a second
God is the love and the love is god
Devil is the hatred and hatred is the devil
God guide us to live life happily and peacefully
Devil guide us to live a life with hatred
So that's why god is positivity and
devil is our anger and negativity
God is beautiful and devil is ugly
wordvango Jul 2016
the day I hated the world
I wanted to squeeze lemonade
out of sunshines' smiles
fill a rose colored glass
with **** positiveness pour
the saying win-win in the
******* toilet while flushing,
and regurgitating-
rip all the signs down advertising
merchandising commercializing
proselytizing -take Nancy Grace's
annoying know it all *** on
face to face and pull some ignorant *****
asscheeks over their ears, **** in
their neck-
rip all the sermons of every preacher
to pieces,
choke world leaders with
**** and peace while all the
broken threads of promises
on their watch haunted from
graves and holocausts and
mass killings and enslaved
blacks indians
whoever you don't like,  
the weak, gays liberals skinheads
Vietnam Vets
old people graying alone dogs
with rabies vampires of society drunks
****** lonely sub-culture types wearing no shoes
no hopes and no dreams buy because of you
, because of culture to be in, in the crowd
of popularity once like a Warhol prediction
getting their 15 minutes
at the aim of a politician policeman radical Islamic terrorist
or the freaking nut down the  street with an AR-15 and 100,000
reasons to go mad.
andrew juma Mar 2016
I love the mornings
strength and positiveness
Coarse through my veins
As i rise with resoulute decisions
Determined to have a good day

As the day progresses,
So wanes my faith and strength
Life serves me too many lemons
With demon waitresses

Fight hard I do
Make lemonade from my lemons
But when demons are disguised as angels?
It is an icing on the cake of misery

By mid day I am realizing my hopelessness
and learning to call on miracles
So many rejections
So many betrayals

In the afternoon I give myself up
To the course of the wind
I get torsed north and south
Through  rain and shine
Neither lasting but frustrating

How I survive everyday
Is beyond my knowledge anyway
I end my day with regret
I serve myself some scripture salads

And make resolutions
To be broken again tomorrow
Mike Hauser Nov 2015
how many times have you said
that your life is one big mess
and that the ringing in your head
tells you you're a wreck

although that thought may be true
here's some positiveness for you
take the negativity off your menu
and on this tidbit chew

keep those thoughts out of your head
although they're hungry they need not be fed
there's no need for them to spread
in the time that you have left

because if you weren't a whopping mess
how ever then would you be blessed
and in who would you find your rest
with that being said

accept that yes with great finesse
the one true God loves you no less
to him you are a beautiful mess
and he can handle it
Deovrat Sharma Apr 2015
mind blown up..
heartbeats run faster..
raised eye brows..
volatility in words...
just because of ..
some one...
to whom..
I neither hate...
nor like..

I never praise..
Praise to normal work..
capabilities..
commitment to work..
Praise to the extra-ordinariness..
Knowing the capabilities..

But the fact is..
little praise…
is proud ridden…
I never wish to hurt ..
though facing disliking..
by all means ..
I always wish ..
To remain calm..
impartial…

but in others perception..
always remain partial..…
in need…
In hardships..
depending upon..
individuals Perception..


it may  lead towards…
positiveness or negativity..
state of mind..
Illusion always misguide..
always remain side by side..
with every one…
you have to make balance..
within the dual minded state..
throughout the life…

                             *deovrat - 21.04.2015
(c)
Queen Oct 2014
tell me something dear friend,
awaken me,
my mind with new thinking.
instill within me positive thoughts,
I longed to think about,
but my negative self prevents my mind from being filled with such positiveness.
yellow-thoughts Jan 2018
BE HAPPY. HAPPINESS IS A CHOSE. THINKING HAPPY THOUGHTS HELPS YOU TO BE POSITIVE. positive. negative. pluses and minuses. bad and good. positive positiveness. smiling, joking, laughing. SMILE! BE YOURSELF. so if I like crying.. NO! STOP DON"T SAY THAT. wait what? BE POSITIVE! so being yourself isn't positive? NO NOT LIKE THAT! so like what? FIRST OF ALL SMILE. but smiling isn't my thing.. WE CAN"T BE FRIENDS. why? NEGATIVENESS ISN'T MY THING. so negatively positive. i like that!
susan Feb 2015
sitting on the edge
watching the waves crash the shore
below me,
feeling the light mist
caressing my face,
   i close my eyes in the comfort of it all
and i'm gradually brought to peace
   a laid back acceptance
of all that embraces me in my life
i feel assurance in the choices i have made
and a positiveness in the direction i am headed
it takes the simple form of natures majestic beauty
to help me realize...
   that life is good
and that my life, although chaotic at times,
is beautiful.
Ileana Jan 2014
I will not scream to the world that I am a victim,
Because I find that ridiculous,
However, I feel this terrible feeling of pain,
And I have been keeping it from everyone including myself,

I am at a battle with myself,
But I will not,
I cannot,
Let that break me,

You may think that I am slashing myself every other night,
However, I am not,
I will not,
I cannot,

I do not cry much,
I do not hurt myself,
I still crack jokes and I try to see the positiveness of things,
But sometimes I just want to give up,

And yet I still feel that sharp pain,
Against my chest,
Do you know,
I can't get it out,

I refuse to hurt myself but I believe that,
The deepest wound is not the physical wound,
It is the sadness that you carry,
And it gashes into you deeper and deeper each time you think about it,

This is not a physical battle,
This is a mental battle,
This is an emotional battle,
And somehow I will win,
Tilok Adnan Oct 2017
I feel restlessness
for what has happened;
A melancholy looming,
making me question my life,
A selfish bout of thoughts in a frenzy,
in my head.

It's all in my head.
They've taken me hostage,
in my head.

I stalk the dead,
their facebook pages,
galleries of hope and positiveness -
much like these carefree days -
both brought to a halt,
taken to their beds.  
               And I dare compare.
               Even my past affairs.
               Who I am, and what’s not there.
              
Two years of not having cried,
now, this day, I realize,
all the hardness that hardened inside,
was all just in my head.

In my head
They've taken me hostage,
in my head.
written about the Holey Artisan tragedy that took place on July 2, 2016 Dhaka, Bangladesh.
AD Snail Sep 2016
Those simple words,
They have burned deep into my heart.

Those words of insult seem so small,
But sadly they throw me off track and make me feel helpless.
I am lost and in pain from those words;
They have berried themselves into my everyday thoughts.

Simple words of insult how I keep on analyzing you.

Simple words they seem to hurt me;
They leave a scar that I never wanted from the begin.

Simple words you have killed my self-esteem,
And left me in this dark world that has no positiveness anywhere.
Bee Jun 2018
Cries pleading out in the dark,
New fears beginning to embark.
Goosebumps rising, sweat dripping,
Anxiety inside, fastly crippling.

Trying so hard to conceal,
All these fears I have to feel.
Faking all those laughs and smiles,
My thoughts so far, miles and miles.

Staring blankly, zoning out,
Positiveness I've started to doubt.
Missed the count of sleepness nights,
Feeling so alone when the pain bites.

Hearing whispers through out the night,
Looking around, no one in sight.
Shivers sent down my spine,
Having the feeling that I'll never be fine.
Mirza Lazim Nov 2017
Trust is a dear gift and you hesitate to give,
Will I be able to achieve, I wonder
Be sure, certainly,  you would forgive
If you knew ups and downs I often wander

Sometimes I struggle with my persistence
It tries to restore my faith and beliefs.
Only in what engaged my existence
They're only hungers and only griefs

And the coincidence that gifted me you,
Let me forget boring stuff I'm dealing
Paths are much worthier than the aims I pursue
The paths which take me to the deepest feeling

Something human, too human I feel
Believe me, it is not betrayal or love
Thank to your deep positiveness I heal
Deem it to be admiration of your laugh

Do you remember when you suddenly asked
If I had ever been in depression
It's my lifestyle skilfully masked
That contains my favorite intention

Recklessly I forget passing away,
Misery is ruined when I am with you
But I feel down, as I know, anyway
Suffering till the death I will miss you
Jaee Derbéssy Nov 2014
How freedom beautifully
portrayed itself
by the way
her arms were
spread open,
her eyes
closed tightly
while inhaling all the
positiveness
that life offered
freely.
susan May 2016
this world
my world
is filled with hope

gooey eyes
look up and beyond
with a hurtful yearning
searching for the unseen
and the unimaginable
grasping every
last
sliver
of what
might be

the weakened mind
hallucinates
sways to the beat of
a drum
only heard
by one

and when rested eyes
spring open
the hope
   the positiveness
is desperately
forcing it's way
through
to show the world
how happy
one can be

although within a slowly beating heart
the truth is heard

and felt.
exclamations and
desperate cries of
truth
are shot down
by one look
of desperation
Jake muler Dec 2015
Trying to pass the time doing positive stuff. But the world don't got much positiveness in it no more. Just got to forget the world, the world *****
Yenson May 2019
If I lack any redeeming qualities
or even basic intelligence
if I do not know right from wrong
or happen to be a revolting thief
If I was an inadequate bully or a
wastrel drunken and foul
If I was some immature jealous
******* unable to attain decent standard
If I was some insecure, crude, crass
uncouth reprobate, weak and senseless
If I was some poor physical specimen
weedy and ungainly
If I was some semi-illiterate ignorant fool
lacking in reasoning and comportment
If I was some base unlovable lout, dense and revolting
disrespectful, insensitive, apology of a man

Then I would feel so bad to be shunned
to be friendless and ignored
I would pine and wither away without love
I would feel broken and displaced
and dread scrutiny of any sort
and i would wallow in shame and embarrassment

As it is I am not any of the above
so tell me comrades and foes
WHO HAS THE PROBLEMS
How can I feel lacking when I don't lack in any way
I am what I am and I will stand real and sure
regardless of anything cast my way........
who wants the approval or company of those who glorify
negativeness in place of positiveness

“Goodness is something chosen. When a man cannot choose he ceases to be a man.”
“I believe that unarmed truth and unconditional love will have the final word in reality. This is why right, temporarily defeated, is stronger than evil triumphant.”
― Martin Luther King Jr.
Formerly the Philadelphia
     Electric Company,
     I wholeheartedly acclaim
founded in 1881, and
     incorporated in 1929,
     thence acronym
     (PECO) byname
viz this recipient

     as longtime customer,
     I herewith favorably deliver
    unstinting praise, and exclaim
my biased opinion,
     sans rewardable, reputable,
     and reliable utility
     earned local fame
sparring fairly, and

     became linkedin
     with Exelon
     Corporation in 2000,
     asper heated
     competitive rain dear game,
and if said
     Power full provisioner
     piping natural

     gas (for profit)
     analogously personified,
     would be
     accorded title grandame
forever abiding, deserving,
     and enduring
     of benevolence
     however lame

such a comparison
     would acquire
     (from me - Matthew
     Scott Harris by name)
cuz steadfast
     commendable, laudable,
     and reliable
     quality performance,

     this idea overcame
mine haphazard ferreting
     for a sedulous industry,
     and poetic material
     (today October 27th, 2018)
     rather brisk temperature  
     (40+ degrees Fahrenheit),
     warranting this overtame

     "polar bear club
     member" wannabe to proclaim
unavowed, unbridled,
     and unwedded warm
     noble bliss oblige toward
     valuable commercial entity,
     which positiveness
     I can only reframe

so many ways, asper basking,
     experiencing, and indulging
     (albeit with moderation) tame
ming (actually bring
to an abrupt halt)
     my fleeting fling

to bare the raw cold,
no matter this
     indentured knight
     in teeth chattering armor,
     doth newt cease shivering.
sheila sharpe Aug 2020
Survive
be careful
hunker down
avoid the streets
the people, the villages, the Cities, and the Towns
Keep yourself to yourself
avoid the daily news
let your thoughts be filled
with positiveness
find that which keeps you amused
remember the good times
when freedom was for all
listen only to the music that makes you feel good
listen not for the Grim Reaper's call
Keep your memories of your loved ones alive in your dreams
look from your window upon the world
for all is not as dark as it seems
there is still the rustle of the wind
that shakes the flowers and leaves
there is still the song of the evening bird
that shrills on the evening's breeze
there is still that kiss upon your brow
there are still the arms that hold you
there is still his voice that says "I love you"
There... don't you feel better now?

— The End —