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Sofia Paderes Oct 2012
flip*                                           flip
      flip                flip
             flip      flip
                flip

you can
fly on a pegasus
whisper to willows
sing with sirens
and dance with dragons
with just
one
             flip

so, pick up
that softbound teleporter
that portable magic
that gift you can open
again and
again
and
again.
pick up a book

           flip

discover,
and
dream.
Mike Essig Mar 2016
Give the suckers what they want.* PT Barnum

Vibrating condoms that stay hard when you can't.
Pigeons that don't ****. Invisibility cloaks.
Parents with a mute button. Happy nightmares.
Politicians with Pinnochio noses. A ******* app.
Self-repairing cars. Seduction lie detector.
A time machine. Mind reading headset. Hope.
****** pills. Portable STD scanner. Edible cups.
Gourmet cook robot. Sincerity meter. Honesty.
Gun gloves. X-ray specs, Teleporter. Laughter.
Anti-loneliness inhaler. Broken heart tape.
Complete do it yourself dental care kit.
Many other brightly colored useless objects.
Find an Angel. Do a start-up. Go public.
The American Dream: have more money than god.

  ~mce
Mike Hauser May 2013
No one loves a day at the museum
Any more than me
When the teleporter pad told news of the exhibit they had
I grabbed the wife, the kids, the keys

Hopping into the Luna Matrix
And transporting our butts downtown
The excitement in our car of the future was sticky
Not a one of us made a sound

With my mind controlling the air brakes
I did a one eighty up to the curb
Two old ladies with their mouths agape, which wasn't their forte
Had no time to utter a word

As we scrambled out of our car of tomorrow
We could hardly wait to see
Something so special we could not comprehend
The wife, the kids, and me

The revolving door was revolving
I'd say at the speed of sound
Spitting us out one by one
As my family was inward bound

There it was locked tight behind glass and guard
Kept safe all of these years
A sight truly so unbelievable
It brought us all to tears

This experience we had together
Blew our minds for all they were worth
The crowd sat in silence at the wonder of it all
Gazing at*

"The last Good Time On Earth"
Dedicated to my friend Star Toucher64
Who in himself is...The Future
Mailo Jun 2015
Trusted a jump into the teleporter
Took me to a new life where I only dissipate it
Wondering on this adventure,
so time consuming
Where did I lose it?
Everything is no longer the same
Hopped on commercial airlines to move on and missed it
Still here by tradition
No regrets with my decision to be by this location
So dark and dense;
quite fitting
Like I'll stay with enjoyment,
but when I perceive the future,
I can't hold it
They sold it to me
in my hands and I dropped it
Mistakes by the ocean
Muddy waters hit the surface
Got out my board,
now surfing;
Wave riding
Felt something hard hit me while crashing
A bottle & note inscribed
"Wave after wave day after day,
through mistakes made,
you are the person you are today"

**Don't waste tomorrow
xmxrgxncy Jan 2016
If only you let me....
     I'd take you whole, make you mine, and never ever stop.

If only you let me....
     I'd build us a teleporter and whisk you away, even though you know I don't like leading.

If only you let me....
     I'd be the One.

Then there's the question.

Will you?
Donall Dempsey Jul 2017
MAL...FUN...CTION!




Her voice was all italics.




Her worlds in bold

and in BLOCK CAPITALS.




"Shhhhhhhh!" I said

in lower case.




"Shhhhhhhh!" I said agian

reducing my voice to a size 9 font.




"You say you saw a head..."

I said




"...sticking out of

a brick wall!"




She just nodded her head.

Too scared of words.




And - sure enough

( God bless her little cotton socks )




there was a head

sticking out of a brick wall.




"Well..!" I said "...well!"

to steady my nerve.




I thought at first

it was only a ghost




a trainee ghost

not sure as yet




of the mechanics of the process

of passing through brick walls.




But the explication was

not as commonplace as all that.




"hElP mE. . .hElP mE!"

the head said




in a Capt. Kirik-ish

kind of way.




For yea - it was he.




I thought now was

a bad time




to ask for his autograph.




"Tele..." the head said.




"Yes, yes old chap?"

I said.




"...porter!" the head said.




"Ahh you see..." I said to her.

"There's always a logical explanation




...the teleporter broke down

just as he was being beamed down




through this here

brick wall>"




"Oh...is that all?"

she said




finding her voice again

and not too shy to use it.




And so we continued along

down to the local Bingo Hall.




Never was one

for all that




Star Trek stuff.
If you're a philospher; a deep-thinker
A Richard Cypher; I mean a truth-seeker
A teach-er; whose thought linger...
on spaces farther
farther from higi-haga
Or some silly wishy-washer
If you belong to this division; holla; let me see ya

If you are a dreamer; an uprighter
A sleepwalker; a future teleporter
A fine writer; a real rhyme slayer
A hoper; a believer; a true-preacher
If you're a realer; come sit by my fire
Jesus Padilla Mar 2019
It’s funny how I spent most of my life and education in school thinking I was someone special when in reality I am nothing of that sort. Just people in the education system and adults telling me so in maybe in a sort of confidence? Whether it be for good intentions or just that they didn’t know any better. In a work or classroom environment, it is a linear format. Problem, solution, execute, it was easy to continue and just focus on the goal and that made things easy to do. Just follow and continue to the next problem at hand. It can be seen that I have my **** together, but I just know how to play the game that is expected of us to do. Which is easy to do and saying that makes me sound like a robot or someone who has been brainwash. That can be the case depending on who you talk to. As much I see myself as an individual who sees the world in a certain light and feels as if they have some new and amazing meaning of life… it is all the same… it is just mashed up together in some pile of construct meaning that each person can look into and see what fits for them.

Like religion, philosophy, motivation, all subjective and can be anything. Meaning and happiness is everything and nothing. You can’t find it, its something that is found and even if you have it you might not know it. You continue to fall into the game of life and abide by society’s rules and continue to each path that may shut you down and kick you down. All because our forefathers pass down to us and continue to pass down. Maybe I just don’t know the meaning to life itself or true happiness, just finding temporary happiness that can sustain me in a matter of days or months but soon it will end once I reach to the emptiness of my room and the demons in my head that swirls around in a fucken **** storm, slowly feeling disconnected to reality and transported to a whole new world you didn’t know it exists or if you can escape. From here the whole world is in your head, filled with expectations and all the voices of the people and thoughts of you, for you. Your thoughts are clouded and can’t seem to find your own voice. I do my best to try and speak my true voice and have a creative outlet to do so, but once I were to take the time to let that voice out, I find it locked away and can’t get out, and my mind goes crazy. Locked in this swirl of thoughts and dreams and worlds I created.

I became good at creating worlds to which I escape in my thoughts, where all is possible and I am disconnected but yet there in my own world. The feelings of these worlds almost make me feel like that my made-up world is the true world but soon I get pulled back into a dull world in which I find myself just putting up a mask and doing what I need to do. With this curse it is hard to communicate to others in a way to find some common ground and have a level of understandment but with each generations and society changes it hard to find that common ground as social media paints a perfect world that most will try to get and if no one fits that profile, they move on and don’t engage. They move to find their perfect world. In most cases they face reality and find other options, then there is me who can’t find a place anywhere. Nowhere in my life do I find a good place where I can back up and say this is home, this is where I belong. Family and friends sometimes make me feel like this but in the end, once I am alone with these thoughts… it all changes. I am transported to whole new worlds where in my room I am a teleporter, and can just escape from everything.

I dream of different situations that can happen and feel it can happen. I call to god to guild me and call to hear his voice or anyone to give me something and the more and more I ask and the more I won’t get anything direct, the more I feel alone in the world. I personally don’t believe in religion in the form of traditions. Rather I am more spiritual that there is something out there that can provide something and hold secrets that we cannot know until we die. This can be a god or something of that sort. I enjoy philosophy as it can bring new answers to people’s lives and maybe a moral code to follow. Which can be its own god, but religion here lead by humans, is broken and bound to be broken since the unity of religion is broken down to the individual based on their own core believes and what they feel to be right. Which in the end when judgment comes its based on you and not what traditions you followed. And yet, with this in mind I still seek God and beg him to come to me and hear his voice and just sit down and talk to him.

I am nothing special, I am just a person who is trying to figure out this broken world. Trying to find the little happiness I can find and find someone who can give the same amount of time and energy I give for another person. Just going through and playing the game and do what you need to do. Questioning everything and just trying to escape from this world and go into one of many worlds I created and be free. Instead, the fight continues where I am trying to escape my mind and find one true self in this world and hope to find true happiness and have the life I dream of. But it gets harder and harder as the demons come closer and closer each time I am alone in my thoughts… I just want to be free… I just want to find me… I am just trying to escape my mind…. God please come and help me… I am just trying to find peace… help…
Shounak Apr 2020
If a genie asks me my wish
Make me a teleporter i'll say
So there won't be the distance
The distance when i want to meet someone
So there won't be the desperation
The anguish when there's the miles between us
So that i wouldn't have to wait
The wait that makes me
Count my days as a shepherd counts his sheep
A jump through the phone, if I could
I would walk to you if that was all it took. But now
I wouldn't long to see you anymore
For I would be there in a blink.

— The End —