Bite-size contest #152
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Words flowing from the heart in my chest:
Do we dare pursue another quest?
Why must we idolize excess?
What if we buy the best?
Learn to eat less?
Eliminate the rest?
The Words Insist
Them-Selves...
Yet They Know
Their Own Infidel'ity...
The Partial'ity Embraced
While Love
Loves All
In Truth...
Would You Idolize
Definition Alone?
Lazy Love
Loving Truth
Unlearnable:
***
Exploited.
-Gray Squirrel
05-03-2026
You Sure Take
A Lot Out
When You Decide
What You Want
To Idolize
For Whatever
Reason You
Are So Obliged
Or How Obligated
You Are Customarily
You Feel You Feel
You Must ...
Be.
Easy There: "Important."
It's A Spot,
Even A Singularity "Exists."
Chill.
-Gray Squirrel
02-20-2026
From ES to ES
Here’s the thing
I don’t really know
What life would be if I declared the truth
I heard you say you were unlovable
Yet I declined to speak
A Delorean moment
An everlasting “if only…”
A coward’s regret
All of that and more
The life I could have had
A haunting presence as I pace my cell
It seems supreme but who can tell?
Here’s the thing
I haven’t got a clue
What makes you tick and gets you feeling good
I idolize your ever little nuance
Pretend I mean as much to you
A hypothetical perfect match
A theoretically blessed union
An ineffably joyous pairing
As only I could conjure up
The wife I could have had
A loving presence as I stumble through the day
Appears so dear but who can say?
Here’s the thing
I’m in the dark
As to the thing that could have made me yours
And now I’m sure you’ve heard the news
I hope at least it took you by surprise
An unspeakable crime
A horrifying action
A man you thought you know
Who used to make you laugh
The life we could have had
A sobering presence but I hope you’re living well
I bet you are but who can tell?
You Don’t Care
About My Feelings.
You Care About What
A NORMAL Person's
Feelings SHOULD Be...
In What You Imagine
You Know Are The
Absolute Circumstances
A Person Would NORMALLY
Face, From The Evidence
You're Aware Of, Sort Of
Biased By The Strength
Parameters A NORMAL
Person Would Have,
But NOT Necessarily
Your Own Weaknesses
Which You Know Are
Unique To You.
And Personal Factors
And Biases, And Weakened
Judgement Impressed By
Trauma, And Choices Made
By Those You Idolize, And
So Many Sub-Routine
Details I Am Neglecting
And/Or Are Unaware Of.
But You Don’t Care
About MY Feelings.
-Gray Squirrel
10-03-2025
Intentional ideally
Love loutishness like short of idolize
Openlly obsession observance of you
Valued veneration virtue voracity
Evokefeelings of love enamored endering
Understanding unselfishness, unconditional, unfailing , upstanding unity
3/31/25
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr.2025©
I know that it is not possible, but if I were given
an audience with Barabbus, I can imagine that
he would say the following:
You wonder if I became a Christian
You think that I may have been killed
in my continued pursuit of revolution
As with everyone else, I will give account
for the choices that I made.
So, take me now as you found me in
the Biblical record--a pardon criminal.
Please. Neither idolize nor condemn me.
I disappeared in the dark night of silence.
Whether or not I ascended into the light
of God or descended further into my
revolutionary causes, for now, that matter
will remain a mystery.
Nevertheless, this much is certain:
Neither history nor tradition. can unvell
what God has hidden.
A bright, sunny day,
From a summit, I gaze below,
The clock strikes midday,
What a dazzling sight to behold!
The wind sharp and free,
Blows from miles away,
Rustling leaves in a lively spree,
A masterpiece on full display.
Fresh puffs of breath,
A newborn would testify,
Like bees in a blooming flower bed,
Nature’s wonders magnified.
Breathtaking gulfs, the sky, the seas,
A beauty beyond disguise,
How I shiver in a sudden breeze,
Do you own all we idolize?
Love is alike a whisper among the deaf and a light among the blind. Many have claimed to understand it and many have claim to be apart of it but alike religion, they all seem to fall short of scripture.
Love unites us all is what they say according to the rational of those claiming to be within the grasps of these inauspicious schisms as they are coddled betwixt irony and self indulgence.
Your love is salvaged only by the reluctant anecdote of those accused and in favor of self-actualization.
Their love is not only a topic of mass hysteria brought forth by the fraudulent offspring of timeless arrogance but "love" is also a wedge between free will and the limitations prevailed by hatreds depth.
Love, is beyond the reckoning of dimensional rifts and broken spatial constructs contiguous by the darkness of man born antipathy.
This is the love you idolize and seek victory within.
This is the love you claim as a self redeeming gift.
This is the love you can only grasp tangibly and without rapport.
My love, wasn't
They idolize a villain with no integrity.
A conman void of honor and filled with misery.
A man who cares for no one, each sentence ends with me.
For this, the MAGA cult, will give-up sweet democracy.
Uneducated, ignorant, they’ll reap all that they sow.
A life without the Courts and laws they all have come to know.
The weapons which they cherish would be a memory.
The Constitution and Amendments, gone with history.
‘Free Speech’ would be forbidden, for only tyrants speak.
The free Press would be silenced, our future, sad and bleak.
They take for granted freedoms they’ve had since they were born.
To honor a false idol who lives inside his storm.
And that which made them human is somehow sadly gone.
No empathy or sympathy, just angry MAGA pawns.
Now some are on a mission for a cure to this disease.
To date, it is elusive, like the wind inside the trees.
One day from this hell I’ll escape
To the hell of the lesser disgrace
I’m fed up with the country of apes
Imitating they are human race
Their antics are no more a fun
How the apes idolize alpha male
Is painful to watch, so I’ll run
There’s no reason to stay, no avail
However, the more decent hell
Is way too much overprotected
If you lack the most horrible bio to tell
Most likely, soon you’ll be directed
Back to where you come from, because
This superior hell is considered asylum
For the millions of seekers, and those
Who slip through and police never finds them
Between these two hells there’s a space
With a runaway line to the skies
There’s no promise if I get my place
But to find it I’ll pay any price
Though you can sneer: both hells
Is an overused, flat metaphor
Mate, I’m glad you can’t hear those bells
See, another one’s coming, and more.
I don’t know what you’re saying
And I don’t really care
Let’s take off all our clothes
And cut off all our hair
We’ll swim inside our blood
While drinking in our skin
We’ll look inside our ears
And pull out every pin
We’ll give until we can’t
We’ll take until we’re full
We’ll idolize ourselves
And dive into the pool
We’ll leave behind the land
‘Cause we’re not trees or moles
We’ll rip off all the fat
And fly the sheets on poles
Now we don’t need a plan
And we don’t need to see
We don’t need all the noise
That drowns out you and me
Maxwell Montes
Dorsa Rupes
Tharsis Isiadis
managed by
Bellatrix Safran
escorted
Congreve to
the Boneyard
there they discussed his use
ability.
When Congreve asked a question
Dorsa Rupes dismissed
his concerns by saying he was
bragging and his words
were whoretorn relics
that echo among the foolish people
who idolize him.
Never answering the questions
and saying then what was
of concern didn't matter
due to his lack of interest in the topic.
He said that he committed his
concern to memory and if
recoletion would
serve him he could see his words
as more trending then interesting, so
until then he'd cite his concern as bragging
and being arrogant. As a means of song prompting one
might find such "boogie woogie refrible t other than that
such words are outlandish and trival and
lean toward bragging and making reference to studying
which then might lead to knowledge.
We can't have some people finding these words
might they began to use them.
Most Canadians are influenced greatly
By our Big Brother down to our South
Our cultures are very much the same
We have a common life style
Idolize the same pop icons
We dress the same, we look the same
Their dreams are our dreams
Our dreams are their dreams
Four thousand miles of undefended border
The longest in the whole wide world
That, my friends, is something to be proud of
In this age of constant flare-ups
That seems to happen daily around the world
May this Canada/US Friendship
To be alive as an example to the rest of the world
How civilized people can and do
Exist side by side in perfect harmony
I am proud to be part of this unique
And enduring friendship
Long live Canada long live the USA
Jerusalem is Israel’s prize
Land in demand Jews idolize
A Palestine state
Is denied and will wait
For more war before compromise
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