Had a look at Wayne Glew, having a go.'
Has enforcement experience and some
Clues.' Seems confused about Porepunkah.' Then i am too.' A shotgun
Is not a precesision firearm.' A strange
Stew, two men down no ballistics statistics spoken..Which shoud be simply reported to my notion.? Brian Naylor a real
News anchor 'would had basic info to share with the state and Nation.' Another
Officer first reported shot in the leg.' Now
It is the shoulder..Which is closer to the head.' Now some bait is lured, 'up to a mill ?' They've said.' Sort of like having a price on his head..Meanwhile a crime wave is hitting Melbourne town, shops robbed three to four times in twelve hours.' Stressfull to the mind.' I see the strain on
My people, niw don't think on this I'm going
To be fine!!!
Up High, Upright
Ever of Light, I Transcend the hands of time
I Transcend the Illusions of life
like a Djed Pillar, I'm Electrified
I AM Four Times Higher '
Four Times Greater Than Fire,
I'm Electric Like
I AM Electric Bright in Electric Might,
Ever Upwards into the Sky
I Shine Wise, In Flight I'm Hawk Eyed
So Glorious, I'm Sunborn SOLAR REXUS
I Solar Flex, I Illumine in Greatness
dog chases ant
ant gets away
dog chases bee
tries to catch it in his mouth
three or four times
bee escapes
Eyes didn't organize
The tent drop
Code violation
Ten days an hour, so what week
Use on the monthly?
We not gonna speak
Lost voices in bravado money, can't reach
Such is that meaning why?
Answer four times a second
Birth control that
Building code violation
All over California
Hop
Y'all crawled hip?
Pay my rent
At a nature-type center,
We looked at displays
Of the wildlife that’s local,
Describing their ways.
From a room that said, “Meetings,”
A woman came out
And approached with a smile
And nary a doubt.
“You look like a quilter,”
She said, just to me.
“I am!” I replied,
So she said, “Come and see!”
At twelve or so tables,
With sewing machines,
Were fabrics and projects
And twelve quilting queens.
They all come together
Four times every year
Just to kibitz and sew,
Schlepping all of their gear.
Their work was amazing
And thrilling to see
And then they extended
An invite to me.
“Come join us!” I couldn’t,
But what a delight
To encounter these women
At such a strange site.
I Am Hyperion So Tall, So High, I Take Flight
He who goes Above, I Am the Light in the Twighlight
I Am the Sun, the Moon, Illuming the Veils of Sight
Ever So Luminous, I Illumine the Plights
Soaring Upright, my Spirit Ever-Higher
from a Spark to a Flame, now I Blaze in Fire
Born and Reborn and Reborn again, now I'm Four Times Brighter
Four Times Greater, my Wings Ever-Wider
Feathers of Might, I Sail above the Stormy Nights
Ever they Glisten, I have Risen, Thrice
I’ve studied the matter, compared statistics,
evaluated lives with unbiased prejudices,
my research and facts painstakingly sourced –
though four times married, four times divorced –
call me daft, incompetent, or feckless
my conclusions are sound not reckless,
and the indisputable truth that emerges?
Men and women make the worse marriages.
Four times they opened the flesh and bone,
Four times I woke to a world of stone—
No river of morphine, no drift or dream,
Only the scream behind the scream.
White coats turned with empty hands,
No balm for fire that sears and brands.
I wept in shadows of hospital light,
Each hour a tunnel with no end in sight.
If coins had clinked inside my palm,
I'd trade the law for stolen calm—
A vial, a capsule, a pill that's laced,
To soften the vise of time and place.
But silence crushed the walls of my mind,
And reason fled what it could not find.
Three days I wandered in jagged flame,
A nameless ghost without a name.
Suicide bloomed like a blood-red rose,
A constant whisper the daylight knows.
This is no mercy, this is no care—
This oath they swore hangs in the air,
A mockery writ on parchment scroll
While I, in agony, begged for soul.
If kindness lives in the sky’s great dome,
Let it lift me gently, carry me home.
I ask not gold, I ask not fame,
Only to breathe without the flame.
To see the sky turn dusk to day,
And feel the stars not slip away.
O let the wind move through my chest,
Before I lie in endless rest.
How on earth we have found each other?
You asked in one of night messages
In the facebook groups its one way or another
On the same train we were passengers
We got off at the same station
We took the same street to the house
With roses and other flowers plantation
A home where you lived with your spouse
The carers teams you have to manage
Four times a day in a row
The aftereffects of covid brought fatal damage
His passing was a terrible blow
We were always supportive in hardships
Still the hard times remain like forever
You were fighting type 1 diabetes
It required a huge endeavour
We lived close together though miles away
Doing everything what should’ve been done
How on earth we have met one day?
Can’t recall now, my dearest one.
Cursed
I am plagued by things of the now: daily
physical aggravations for which
doctors have given me no cure.
Memories can’t afflict me
the way my body has
been bedeviled by
ailments which do
not even
have a
name.
I
suppose
I can say
the memory
of a physician
having injected me
four times with a substance that
gives some people dire side effects
haunts me to this day. Cursed is this world
by doctors who are meant to do no harm.
Every year for Passover,
There’s Manischewitz wine.
It’s Concord Grape and super sweet;
For holiday, it’s fine.
Some people will not drink it,
Since it’s syrupy and thick,
But for Seders every year, it is
The only wine I’d pick.
Throughout the pre-meal reading,
There are times to fill your cup.
It’s expected that you’ve drained your glass
Four times before you sup.
I guess in ancient times they knew
Exactly where this led –
Tipsy diners wouldn’t notice
Matzoh standing in for bread.
I courted a girl
Who turned out to be a whore.
She was hairy and had black eyes
What the pimps say
What does beauty mean
Well:
-Hairy woman with black eyes
Awesome woman.
She took me to an apartment
In Plaza Tirso de Molina
In Madrid capital.
She mounted me
I mounted her without a condom
And, a few days later, she told me:
-She was pregnant
Because I did it well.
Upset
And with no desire to be a father
I went to Casa de Campo
To go around four times
To ask the whores
Who traffic there
If they knew her
Because, maybe
That child conceived was not mine
But someone else's.
I told her it
And she got very angry with me.
She told me:
-You will be the father.
Wait for the child to come out
And you will see.
I told my mother it
Who was rambling
Almost finishing
And she answered me:
-Son, to what's done chest.
Don't be upset that you fell in love
With a whore.
All women are whores.
True whores are made
To enlighten men
And virgin and holy whores
To walk around in the dark.
Inked wax
Oiled blood
Black with red highlights
Eating dirt with a spoon
No food
The bugs are already
eating me away
Where is the
dignity I was
promised?
The honor of being a man?
I now laugh and spit in the
face of such a stupid idea.
I will never be human.
All those who know my name
will die before they say it.
Dodgers in five. Yankee fans weep.
Four times Freddie Freeman went deep.
We hope to see you here
again, this time next year.
Duke and Mickey go back to sleep.
Relax in inquisitive moments please, Let us construct our body like an old sock, Do you see a cat sleeping in sunshine?, Be behaves like an active cat always, Do you see a tired cat in your lifespan?, Work as much as possible in a day, Be in a cozy locale to do work , Look at yourself three or four times a day, Ask yourself,Am I doing the work well?, Test yourself again at the end of the day, Ask yourself ,Am I not tired the whole day?, Tell yourself,I have done my job better,
Ask yourself, Am I do anything good?, Positive mindset make you more relax.
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