Simulations should be realistic, never real
Those attract imbeciles, to whom they appeal
Madmen use simulations as stimulation
to practice their craft on innocent nations
The cries of country imbeciles
jet out into the afternoon shadows
in piercing bursts from behind the hedges
disturbing the silence of my grieving darkness
like the tears falling on the coffin’s lid
in a still uncovered grave in mourning.
The earth is heaped back into the pit
As the shovel moves the air in a whirl
I am sucked away with it into my world
unmoved by the creatures that surround
this suffering that has lasted too long
for anyone to bear but the dead.
Have you seen what's going on
in Afghanistan
and all that's gone wrong
caused by the Taliban
driving the country
into rack and ruin
with impunity
is what they're doing
it's what they've done
it would be good
to put them on the run
better yet eliminate
those Barbarians at the gate
yes it would be best
to dress each one
in a suicide vest
then blow their tiny minds
up the Khyber to Kingdom Come
Well, the morons are in the race
A little behind but their keeping pace
Running at a close last
I see its the idiots they finally passed
don’t pull your bets: its not over yet
I see the imbeciles sneaking up on the left
Well the out comes unsure of a race finally won
But of the five judges only three have their thumbs
We look to the other judges in the show
Both of them quibbling so I don’t think they know
Now to the contestants to get their thoughts
Who really won and what was the cost?
The moron explains that the sweat their eyes
Prevented them from seeing, but know the judges don’t lie
While the idiot is sprawled-out on the ground
Their number 1 finger never went down
The imbeciles' eyes were lit by his grin
Their only comment was “so I really did win”
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“Somewhere Ages and ages hence”
Past all attempts towards defence
Of our doings we begin to see
For both our eyes, we did not see
A little is often taken for too much
That we can’t but be imbeciles as such
Is a sore lesion to life’s beauty
Seldom do we see sense as duty
We think we know while we do not
Immured we live in our cosy cot
This is all life has, thinks the simple mind
Indolent to seek a superior find
I remember the day when the terrorists shocked
Our world. I remember that sad and dreadful day.
Two planes crashed like missiles
Into the Twin Towers in NYC; one hijacked
Plane hit the Pentagon, while another landed
In Pennsylvania and exploded: all aboard died,
Including the hijackers, the criminal imbeciles.
Thousands innocent people lost their lives.
I vividly remember that infamous day.
Thousands of people could not get away.
Millions of people panicked, millions cried.
I'll always remember that dark day, where countless lives
Were changed forever. Thank God that the number one
Killer is now dead. Thank God that other killers can simply run
And hide, since they cannot plan like that anymore,
They do not have the means to hurt us anymore.
The Almighty God is good all the time,
Even after being the victim of an egregious crime.
I will always remember 9/11,
Even when I'll reach ninety seven.
May God bless America!
May God protect America!
Hebert Logerie Tuesday, September 11, 2012
Definition..one who uses obsequious compliments,
to gain self-serving favor or advantage from another.
P…parasites who want payback
H..harmful hucksters, hedonists
O…obsessive, offenders, outlandish
N..nebulous, narcisstic, nuisances
I….impetuous imbeciles, imposing
E..egocentrical, entangling, enemies
S…support-savages, so selfish!
4/ 23/2023
"Sentient"
They say
they don’t feel
like we do
their thoughts
a mystery
if they think at all
some say
it’s just a reflex
behind the eyes
the sentient confirms
we are stupid imbeciles
no comprehension
of our part in it all,
the grand story
connection;
in disgust
now reasoning,
the logic in us all,
where is the wisdom
in that, the sentient thinks
as a sapient
and turns its back on us
appalled
(LadyLabyrinth / 2023)
Having an ego is vital and yet a dangerous thing.
Most of us are terrible at dealing with the fights it brings.
People believe having an ego is rude and inconsiderate.
They refer to their ego as "self-respect", which is clearly different.
But, of course, our ego must remain under our control.
Otherwise, it turns us into as a monster as a whole.
It's just as necessary to have enemies as egos.
Enemies are the planters of the seed we can never grow.
The give the wisdom of knowing the difference between wrong and right.
And probably about learning to let go people who despise.
Both who and enemies are important for our growth as individuals.
Those who have too many egos and enemies are imbeciles.
The truth is, we're forever trapped with both of these things. And that's our reality.
Just accept that we ain't saints; It's just our destructive mentality.
Rumors are invented by liars,
divulged by scoundrels and accepted by imbeciles... !
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Walking near cliff edges carries some risk
And some face the ultimate cost
For wind, rain and freezing can open a rift
And the foolhardy sometimes are lost
Those dumb, reckless imbeciles pose at the brink
For selfies to prove their dim wits
They might if they’re lucky get time to rethink
As the grass and the fractured rock splits
They wave down at me like idiot numpties
I see them which means they’re too close
Soon they could all be nouveau Humpty Dumpties
Such foolishness makes me morose
Oh gosh, I’m so glad I’m not on that cliff edge
Like that moron out walking his pup
But now I regret as the edifice crumbles
That I’m standing here… looking up
Pantaloope the pink dinosaur was puffy and proud
She was quiet though, shy, not terribly loud.
Does not show ignorance like dumb students do the day through.
They yell and scream and insist on their way as imbeciles do.
You can see that Pantaloope the Dinosaur has a smart brain.
She can sit quietly, and let others talk in snow, wind or rain.
She is a polite listener, and she does not interrupt you.
She shows her wisdom in so many ways daily before she’s through.
Other dinosaurs are yelling when the teacher tries to talk.
The principal is called, and they have to go on a little walk.
Pantaloope the Dinosaur never has to leave the classroom.
She is hailed as a leader in person and on Zoom.
Running from the big Illuminati,
Oracle thoughts for every footstep.
Bound by several false circumstances,
Earth is my home, though does scares me to death.
Running from this dark world with nowhere to hide,
Tarot card readings spread from multiple decks...
James is who I am, why cannot you see?
Loving all, release the noose on my neck!
Ignorant; a society of evil,
Gathering by waiting on when to attack.
Uninvited, I ask that you leave this place,
Orion is the hunter; not his track!
'Ridiculous'... all I can really say,
'Imbeciles'... tainting another day!
Saturday, October 9, 2021
8/29/21
A world caught up in being digital
And far too political
Full of all these imbeciles
Certain problems beyond clinical
Not so easily fixable
It's typical
To relate it toward something biblical
Need proof for the truth otherwise it's fictional
Therefore admissible
Far too miserable
People doing things that are pitiful
Humans still being inhospitable
Doing something unforgivable
Over reasons that are pathetic and inexplicable
At times it paid off to stand out or remain invisible
Did the most or my output was minimal
Used it for reasons that were or were not medicinal
As an individual
They've been so quick to treat me like a criminal
Still won even when the odds were formidable
Because I knew it's always been far from predictable
Others have always been doing things that are despicable
Leaving folks in conditions that are critical
Acting like they're invincible
Yet they'll never understand the subliminal
Since they've been cynical
I'll win the war in ways that are not clearly visible
" Imbecile is the one who doesn't ponder
same as mine ... "so said
Flaubert ...
Not being an imbecile and not
thinking exactly equal to him,
I wonder:
They would all be imbeciles, or the
imbecile am i ...!?
Or he ...!?
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