To be truly, fully present
Of consciousness and
answering why we are here,
These studies are a promising field of research
Yet by powerful backlash
research has halted
For severe depression and PTSD
Universities use micro-doses of psylocibin
Derived from mushrooms
It lowers stress and doesn’t
cause hallucinations
Follow up studies show dramatic improvement
of conditions not previously responsive
to conventional medications and therapies
This chemical is still widely banned
Except for a few controlled studies
Underway at accredited, renowned medical
and psychiatric departments
at major universities
When popular conventional
therapies prove ineffective
the 60’s and 70’s proved a fertile ground
for those seeking help
New age treatment called Primal Therapy,
When religious cults such as love Guru’s
Hare`Krishna mantras, Buddhist chants
of Nam-Myoho-renge-kio or being shakabukued
or Hollywood fix its— for anxiety’s
mental illness failed,
Came the psychotherapists
and the latest Primal Scream Therapy
new and experimental, so-called Hollywood therapists
took it to levels unimaginable and a bit too far
and should have never been licensed!
Just how many babies
Are swapped at birth
With a look alike other
That other being
Some demon or some
Illegal Alien exchange program
Being covertly done
Right under our very noses
In broad daylight
In maternity wards worldwide
I should know
Being born with bi-fid thumbs
And six toes on each foot
Yet, it has to be my sister
She's wicked smart
Perhaps, too smart for her own good
And she has a big head
She’s got to be one
Of course, what’s a little culture shock too
Beings' stranger in a Strangeland
After walking the long long walk
Can’t even talk the strange talk
Seeking asylum from oppression
Seeking the land of Liberty
Feel free to wear their worn-out sandals
They’ll gladly trade for your Michael Jorden Nikes
Then again, maybe the exchange comes later
Some babysitter’s smuggling ring
Except she promises to turn your little rascal
Into an angel, for real
Still criminal but God ordained
With all due respect using my poetry of pain and suffering to advertise inspirational verses is truly sad glocks caused loss of life there is nothing inspirational about the effects of using an assault weapon truly sad place in American i watched a 9MM penetrative the body of a man while crawling on his belly nothing inspirational about suffering from gun violence in AmericaI believe me it is very misleading to advertise peace inspirational verses hidden behind murder
GO, NO—STAY
Deport those filthy illegals, go call the cops!
But not the brown losers who are picking our crops
We won’t tell them to go
Who else would stoop so low?
And it would cause inflation in our grocery shops
At the end of the day
Reality bats last
So when you worry
That we’re down in the 9th
Just remember
Take heart
And find solace
That reality always
Has the final say
(8/2/24)
..
…pick one
Triden or Bump
The or wins every time
All the new politicians
wore new suits
but everyone ones starving
Tell you what it is a good strategy
Less to rule
My queen was Freddie
No kings in Scotland
and your creepy brother
needs locked up
And mate seriously you need to go to speck( was gonna do a bit about tunnel vision then I remembered)
savour how sublimely this line turns into rhy
Me a name you call yourself
Breaking rules
Every law was flawed
Thor was sawing a puss ycat kin half
I think I might write a false history book
where a.I. Primary purpose is to begin the creation of
humanity so that they create a.I.
They know the difference between a duck
One of its legs is the same as the other one
Why not Robyn Hood
I wanna be the first woman to play Batman
We got here marvellously
Bye
Illegal Migrants
Miracle Man
4/19/2024
Their sleeping bags and tents line each street,
making an eyesore of what once was neat.
The thing most unfunny,
we’re giving them money,
while our healthcare resources they deplete.
The Roadside Medicine Sellers
Are Pharmacists' bold tellers
Of an enduring contest
Not unlike a weighted test!
Ever waxing Drug Dealers
Competing as Sure Healers
But spinning laughing profits
For all their being cursed misfits!
Shame to legalizing Laws
Unbolting illegal doors,
Patent Medicine - obtained Rights
A From - Reality Fool's flights
That often drop a body
For a post - Morten study
What a crazy patronage
Of Butchers in Tactful Age
Hardly like us for neck ties
Their tie - free neck for loud lies
Oh' how their shelves kick with drugs
In their stores Persian Rugs
Their Sales' Facilitators
The Non - Stop Oscillators
Admit men ,though, we're the cause
Before customers long pause
Smiles not customer- friendly
Handshakes not given grandly
Lordly prices for packets
The released picture Rackets.
Bluefin Tuna are listed as, endangered
because of illegal fishing, of global fish stocks
as eighty five percent, is unreported and unregulated
Overfishing of our oceans, has to be quickly eliminated
Bluefin are the largest tuna, and can live up to 40 years
and they migrate across oceans, and can dive 40 thousand feet
They are made for speed, and built like torpedoes
and have retractable fins, but they still end up in food tins
They are tremendous predators, that seek schools of fish
like herring, mackerel and even slippery eels
They have the sharpest vision, of any bony fish
but that doesn’t help, as they end up on a human dish
You eat your cake, and have a tug
of that you take, of an illegal drug
Your body will bake, and not feel snug
you may not wake, so who’s the mug
Fishing with Dynamite
Boom! goes the dynamite as we fish for fish
No line, net or hook needed
Just a few sticks of dynamite and a Zippo
Light the stick and toss it in
Wait a few seconds and Boom!
There’s a dozen fish ready for the pot
Try not to use fast burn sticks
You’ll end up in heaven or hell
And make sure you throw it far
You don’t want splash backs
Or to sink your boat if afloat
I’ve caught sticklebacks and great whales
And a U-boat and dozen other types besides
Ate my fill in twenty nations
While dynamite fishing
It’s no good for the reefs
But we pay off the officials
No permits needed
You know how it is cash talks
So I’m allowed to fish where I want
And am off to France soon
Followed by Spain and Italy
To do some illegal Boom! fishing...
from Side of the Hill – Varied Poems... Nick Armbrister
Parents, siblings, all gone in a Raid
Such is the way of insect populations
Every bug has its day when sprayed
One escapes, clings on to life up high
A little fiend makes my house its home
Looms stark against the pure white ceiling
A contrast in black dressed in ancient armor
There is no contract, no rental agreement
Insects can not live here for free
How do I send it an eviction vacate notice
I don't speak bug. It does not speak English
Never will it leave this room alive
I hold a rolled up magazine ready
If it moves an inch I'll strike it dead
Always in my sight, I never rest
So help me God just let it animate
Give me strength to be more vigilant
For years now I watch the bug not move
Never once has it blinked or flinched
Perhaps its sleeping or something else
Plotting a take over of my house
To avoid rental fees and ceiling cost
Prodigal ways die hard when you're a bug
Such wasteful and extravagant creatures
Sooner or later it will have to pay or leave
Or sign a five year lease, no pets allowed
At least that's how I see it in my house
They call us illegal
And I know that we are,
It’s a choice that we made
In coming this far.
Through jungles and forests
We travelled on foot
Our hearts in our mouths,
But no choice to stay put.
Murder and rape
Sadness all round
Gasping for air
Afraid to be drowned.
We’re willing to work
As hard as we can
An aversion to toil
Not the reason we ran.
Our lives in your hands
A harbor from strife
A chance to survive
A hope for a life.
The love in many ways is tough
He leads the men to gain fight
The women struggle as they tide
The men who wish to tide
They follow the love in its order in spite
Of getting free they said day and night
The love leads to the poverty to his followers
If he obeys him, he neglects the useful
He neglects his work and converted to dreamer
The love makes his life more awful
If the one obeys his wants and does illegal
He enters in a circle of fugitive and fearer
Obey your God and marry your lover
You'll be the happier and your lover is keeper
At your head and get lover boy and girl in safer
You get a company when you be old
Your friends left you by travel or dead
Your sons and daughters were left by married
The only stayed by each other
The wife and husband for ever
Illegal and Not Bona Fide
If answers are illegal and not bona fide
An MMPI scale said that you have lied
Or to commit suicide may or do desire
And indicates why you want to expire.
Abnormalities Trump has a long list
Determined by a known psychiatrist
And have also heard some people said
That he may want his mind to be read.
If Trump was up against wall or fence
Out of problems not make much sense
While world was having another disaster
His abnormal behavior might be his master.
Why take a chance and experience go for
Hillary has it along with education galore
We know she is brilliant and intelligent
Gave Miller Analogy Test with her consent.
She is normal battery of tests did determine
And not insane like Hitler who was a German
Results were in that for we all had waited
Being brain and success was highly correlated.
James Serious Mysterious Horn
Retired Veteran and Poet
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