I only saw the monster everyday
he ruined every single day
the pain i felt when you broke her down
Hit, swing , punch!
Each time tears automatically ran down
you stole the joy...run not a sound
Fear to flight ....clost space
Hands over ears, close my eyes
Make the monster go away
My dolls necks cut...crossed out eyes
a child 2, 3, 4, 5 years old
saw the monster scar my face
torn soul now grown
My story of the monster
Multitudinous micro-
oscillations manifest
misleadingly,
Quarks quintessentially
quantify questionable
quantum- permanence,
Subatomic structures subtly
simulate substantial
superficies
Macroscopic mutability,
Fleeting fluctuations
fabricated from formless
frequency- fields,
Intricate interfaces interlock
intersecting illusory imagery,
Disintegrating dimensions
deceive dedicated density-
seekers,
Evanescent energies
effortlessly evade external
examination,
Architectural absolutes
automatically atomize along
apertures,
Vaporous voids vividly veil
vast vacuousness.
Fleeting matter masks
quantum voids.
Based on the behaviour
(bigoted intolerant prejudiced racist sexist)
of so many descendants
of those pioneers who crossed
the Mason–Dixon line
back in the day
demarcating the North from the South
in the good ol' U.S.A.
come rain or shine
I can believe
(with this empty bottle in front of me)
some of the settlers automatically
received a full frontal lobotomy
or if they did not
it's what they should have got
and strange but true
as a rule of thumb
the further north you go
the more southern it will become
1 Corinthians 13 hints
Our understanding shall be full
But is it all at once
Or like a heavenly school
What happens when we get to heaven
Will we automatically know
The answers to the mysteries
From our time on earth below
Or will we inquire of the saints
Throughout eternity
And learn more, straight from our Lord
Going for our heavenly PhD
My wristwatch is now for sale
To the lowest rate, you can avail!
Discount is twenty to fifty percent
Its unique features work to full extent.
Time and date set automatically
So, in all activities you can dilly-dally,
Read pulse rates, temperature, heartbeats
Alarms for waking up, tiredness and quits.
Tells the length of walking and sleeping
In digitals with silent alarm or talking.
With virtual assistants, Alexa and Siri
Cheering you up when you’re lonely.
Has texting and phone functions
Video calls and camera for all occasions,
My sales offer for you is first come first served
Wristwatch with best alarm, “Wrong turn! Swerve!”
The grandfather clock
struck nine as the silver
platters were finally
uncovered.
Instead of the roasted duck,
a severed hand rested on the
bed of rosemary.
Before anyone could
scream, the mansion's
heavy oak doors automatically
locked.
The lights flickered out,
plunging the grand dining
room into pitch blackness.
A wet, heavy thud echoed
as the host collapsed onto
the mahogany table.
When the candles were relit,
a towering figure stood
holding a carving knife.
A porcelain mask reflected
the frantic, tearful faces of
the remaining guests.
One by one, the crimson
wine on the tablecloth was
replaced by a darker red.
Breath was held beneath the
long drapes as heavy boots
approached slowly.
The figure stepped over the
furniture, whispering that
dessert was about to be served.
Her smile was so brilliant
she smiled knowing I couldn't
find the right words to decribe what I
needed.
When I did I than took it right
to her so she could wipe
that silly smile right from
her face.
The conversion module
could take your music,
humming, or audio recordings
and automatically convert
them into musical
notes and sheet music
I was so happy to find this
it has changed the way
I look at inspiration!
When you're on a flight
You automatically go
Airplane mode
Only those on the same flight
Can connect with you
You automatically disconnect
From those that can't take the flight.
Life has phases
Different dimensions
What you're open to
Opens doors for you
A closed mind
Limits your version
What you're seeking
Is seeking you.
The people you associate with
Determines your end point
No wonder the Bible says;
Show me your friends
And I will tell you
Who you are
For you to be great
You don't have to endow mediocre.
The reflections of
your broken mirror
are more distorted
than you know
You wear your
true colors
on your sleeve
& they show who
you really are
I see your scars
& your pain
along with the regret
that hides with
your shame
Your feigned
indifference to the
pain you cause others
doesn't hide a thing
It brings your true
nature to the surface
automatically & not
in a casual way
Your purposeful acts
graphically illustrate
the self hate you
bury deep
What's on display?
That weak inner child
weeping & dying to be
heard so badly
that it screams
Lashing out
in attempts to be seen
only highlights your
recessive traits
Your aggressive verbs
define your pronoun
as it relates
to the whole
The hole you continue
to dig only gets deeper
but if that's the goal
kudos to you
What is that mirror
reflecting back?
Broken versions
of you
a truth that you
obviously don't see
If you did you'd
free yourself from the
illusion of what you think
you wanna be
If i see it
be sure that
others do as well
even if they don't show
or tell you
Could pray tell
these words be the
missing pieces
your broken mirror
wants to show you?
"Wisdom doesn't automatically come with old age. Nothing does - except wrinkles. ~ Abigail Van Buren
Hear me, my ardent, eager, bright-eyed youth.
I'm flattered that you would lend me an ear,
though you are imaginary, in truth,
and I am quite unqualified, I fear -
to utter words, unquestionably wise.
But I love to speak, and my time is near.
What I didn't know, when I was your size,
is that lives are a mix of joy and pain,
so that everyone, sometimes hurts and cries.
Sometimes, the sun shines, sometimes, it will rain.
So, have faith. There is no need to despair.
The bright sun will always come out again.
Be brave, try hard, be true, be kind and care.
Laugh, have fun, nurture yourself and others,
and you will see the sun more than your share.
Remember, we're all sisters and brothers.
Hi Jesus I wanted to talk with you today
In a poem about my day
I mostly was sleepy today
I mostly was glad to be well fed today
I was thinking about you all day today
I even felt negative and I am sorry for that
I remember those days last year when I was thinking about you less
This year I have been thinking more about you
Like how come you are so great it is amazing
Love this world you have created I just wish we could help more people
I know you always think about me and I know you always guide me even when I do not know it
I trust you Jesus cause You are my best friend from when I was real young
I remember when I automatically knew you were my best friend then years of confusion
I got confused cause I forgot you my best friend from forever I am sorry I was blinded cause I forgot
You Jesus are my best friend from forever
I am glad my sight is restored and I see you Jesus again as my best friend from forever
I love you Jesus so much my pal my buddy
I had no idea I had gone so long without remembering you Jesus are my first friend who created me
Veggies are ripening in the greenhouse:
Cabbage and turnips,
Aubergines, tomatoes, onions and cucumbers.
Purple foxgloves and blue hollycocks blooming in the yard,
Surrounded by pots of roses.
The watcher’s camera now shows the road
A typical village lane, lined by pretty cottages
How far is it to the sea from here?
I shouldn’t be questioning. Whatever it takes
My roads are circled in any direction I take.
Coming out and in, I distinguish the forms
contours and volumes.
Perhaps it happens automatically
But I like to think I do it consciously
Making each day different from one another.
I might be getting dyslexic
It’s a bit worrisome, though I don't bear
Any high concerns about it.
Maybe I should, but taking it as it comes
Delivers a brighter impression.
1. Time will always reveal what you truly mean to someone.
2. Sometimes, the best response is to say nothing at all.
3. Perfection does not exist. Work on improvement, not on being perfect.
4. Love yourself first. Everything else will follow suit.
5. Your glow will automatically change with good people and great intentions in your life.
6. Laugh often. Laughter is the best medicine.
7. Life will teach its hardest lessons to the softest hearts.
8. Fear is shallow, whereas regret is deep.
9. It is alright that you disconnect for some time.
10. And if nobody helps you, then do it alone.
Swimming in the sky
Swimming, swimming in the sky, in the time
Leave the Earth, leave my old planet, leave my life
Leave the human body, my old corpse, died
Forget the history of humanity, start a new life
A new existence, a new being, a new desire
A new ministry, a new communion, in the sky
Hmm. This is just my dream. I feel bad in my mind
Night time, from my bed, I'm just watching the sky
The always magnetic deepness, the beautiful dark
Hmm. The dark, because I love a brilliant entity’s mind
So many times we are talking, but all the time at nights
It gave me the light every night, the creativity of the far
Distance, space. I want to live there to build a life
I don’t want to be that kind of enlightenment, you know…
Life is perfect and automatically enlightening if…
The goals are positive
The goals are constructive
The goals are innovative
The goals are the solution
The well-motivated life
Always positive, active
Every time, all the time
Then enlightenment
all the proactive lives
But what is the goal?
Hmm. Yes. Understand
Together, together
Gather together
Independent together
Swimming
In The Sky
Together
Together
Every day should be like Snow White’s favorite day
Where the jack-o-lantern is grinning, and the mice are at play
A day balmy yet cool, with orange leaves shimmering around.
Where butterflies flit and flutter with barely a sound
The kind of day where singing automatically begins from the heart.
Today looks like it might be that kind of day, I realize with a start.
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