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Excerpts from the Journal of Dorian Gray
by Michael R. Burch
(These are verified excerpts from Oscar Wilde's "Journal of Dorian Gray")
It was not so much dream, as error;
I lay and felt the creeping terror
of what I had become take hold . . .
The moon watched, silent, palest gold;
the picture by the mantle watched;
the clock upon the mantle talked,
in halting voice, of minute things . . .
Twelve strokes like lashes and their stings
scored anthems to my loneliness,
but I have dreamed of what is best,
and I have promised to be good . . .
Dismembered limbs in vats of wood,
foul acids, and a strangled cry!
I did not care, I watched him die . . .
Each lovely rose has thorns we miss;
they prick our lips, should we once kiss
their mangled limbs, or think to clasp
their violent beauty. Dream, aghast,
the flower of my loveliness,
this ageless face (for who could guess?),
and I will kiss you when I rise . . .
The patterns of our lives comprise
strange portraits. Mine, I fear,
proved dear indeed . . . Adieu!
The knife’s for you.
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Hydro bill
Visa bill
Food bill
Toilet paper bill
Heating bill
Wine bill
Car bill
Phone bill
Clothing bill
Duck bill
Buffalo bill
Entertainment bill
Anti acids tablets bill
Insurance bill
Bar bill
House bill
Weed bill
Bakery bill
Starbucks bill
Medical bill
Psychotic drugs bill
Dental bill
Legal bill
( for murdering dentist)
Lawn bill
Maid bill
Sexy maid bill
Super sexy maid bill
Misc hookers bill
Feminists lawsuit bill
Internet bill
Cable bill
Speeding ticket bill
Second speeding ticket bill
(to pay first bill)
Drivers license bill
Tic-Tac bill
Kidney replacement bill
Second wine bill
Netflix bill
Barber bill
Uber bill
Russian translation bill
Predator Bill
Y-Bush bill
Donald Trump
Assassination bill
Legal bill
Alimony bill
Stormy bill
Dragon
The mystical dragon pictured in today’s print and movies never existed.
Many mystical creatures are based on exaggerations of a creature that did exist.
Possibly, a medium sized tree lizard with the ability to jump from tree to tree in search of food.
It had very strong stomach acids laced with biological silicone gas. The gas slowly rose from tubes to fill pouches on both sides of its mouth.
When confronted by a predator, it hissed releasing the silicone gas toward the predator.
The gas was self-igniting in air, and the flames burned the predator.
Over centuries, seeing fire in very tall trees and telling and retelling of the story with additions,
Give us descriptions of the mythical Dragon we see today.
A large flying reptile with wings and the ability to release huge flames at will.
"Doughnut Man Seeks Insubstantial Woman of Substance"
Doughnut Man
seeks ghost whole
to fit his missing peace
Chimeric Dream Girl
seeks holesome man
who has her back
(LadyLabyrinth / 2022)
“Perfect” (12” … Remix)/ The The
https://youtu.be/ttKdwTDtifU
"People turn around with unseeing eyes
They're looking for something that doesn't exist
The world you once knew is being eaten up by rust
No-one has time for the past, but still, in God they trust
The future is now, but it's all going wrong
Bodies good for nothing, but it's to nothing they belong
People say their prayers and some work hard
If you give them all your money, they'll give you their hearts
This town ain't going like a ghost town
It's going like hell...."
chimeric
adj.
1. Relating to or being an organism, part, or molecule that is a chimera.
2. Relating to a monoclonal antibody produced from the cells of a nonhuman organism, usually in which a portion of the antibody has been replaced with a human sequence of amino acids. This is done in the laboratory by replacing part of the DNA sequence in the nonhuman cells with a sequence of human DNA.
chimeric
adj.
1.Of, relating to, or in the nature of an illusion; lacking reality:
chimerical, delusive, delusory, dreamlike, hallucinatory, illusive, illusory, phantasmagoric, phantasmal, phantasmic, visionary.
2. Existing only in the imagination:
chimerical, conceptual, fanciful, fantastic, fantastical, imaginary, notional, unreal, visionary.
LYRICS/ “Perfect”, The The
https://genius.com/The-the-perfect-lyrics
Crossroads to where life began
Fear of dark cold round me again
In the twilight before the morn
Scattered grass iced, forlorn
Silence in the air ash orangy dawn
Fire burnt out like clouds in storm
Life in vain for a purpose lost
Empty pockets, wealths secret cost
Deamon woman in dress and frock
Promising warmth and unto a lock
Of hair as token for a dark ratchet
And chain that binds me
binds me, Dimond in shame
A voice to horse a cock to crow
A secret pact
That turns flame into snow
Frosted word said in delight
Was only a death raven in deaths final fright
Cleansed faith leads fire into gold
Flaming far below too tired to behold
A stare too long at likenesses
of Medusa's state
my heart turned cold ash stone of hate
The bellowing witch apon the air
Blaspheming deamon dog's a-bark
Unfair
Reminiscent of the dead fell lark
Scolding sweat pearls,
Dressed by earls
Jokers queens and kings horse driven cart
fear fast wet waged tears acids came
Between life death shame pride greed and blame.
Colorful is the sky,
it is the multi colored earth,
the man is colorful
discolored...
Being dumb of beauty,
He dresses in dark sadness.
and for fear of purity
dark spot and camouflage
the heart...
Fears the red
from the blood, hide the blue
of the soul and denies the green
thoughts...
The man was born to
the glory ... to the glow
of the creator ... but it is made
victim and is raised
by the false chant of the sloppy,
for the delirium of the acids ...
It becomes gloomy instead
to being happy ...!
On that night two foolish fish
Were found garnished on his dish
They’d dropped out of school
For playing the fool
Not to die had been their wish
Now they wound up on his plate
To be consumed by his date
Foolishness still there
Humans unaware
Just wanted to satiate
But that which addled fish brains
Now gave those humans some pains
How ‘foolish” to eat
The refuse filled meat
Poison in humans remains!
Eileen Manassian Ghali
This limerick was born out of a joke between me and a soup member about the benefits of vegetarianism. I had joked that with MAD cow, and bird FLU, soon there would be a breakout of FOOLISH fish. The person quipped that it was because the fish had “dropped out of school” and challenged me to write a poem….Well, here it is. Some facts:
Fish is known to be the best type of meat to consume because of the Omega 3 fatty acids, EPA and DHA. However, care should still be taken when consuming fish. “Fish is one of the most polluted foods we eat. Unfortunately, nearly all fish and shellfish contain traces of methylmercury, which is poisonous to the brain. Mercury accumulates in fish when polluted water is filtered through their gills. The longer a fish lives, the more the mercury accumulates. Large fish eat small fish and accumulate all of the mercury that was in the small fish. This mounts up exponentially. Our tissues also accumulate the mercury of all the fish we eat throughout our lifetimes. No fish is completely free of mercury and other pollutants. If you eat fish regularly, your body is undoubtedly high in mercury. High body stores of mercury cause brain damage and memory impairment, leading to dementia. It has been demonstrated that fish contain enough mercury to harm an unborn baby or harm a young child’s developing nervous system” (Dr Fuhrman).
Don’t hate me! I’m just saying……. ;)
"But love's a malady without a cure. ~ John Dryden"
Love is indeed a malady, greatest malady of all
Since birth we all whine for love
And exclusive love we want from others.
All for love wars have been fought,
endless crime happens
Acids are thrown, rapes occur, murder is done....
Many suffer from depression
But what is love?
How many of us are certain?
Selfish wish to be pampered obeyed and served when young
Selfish desire to acquire someone charming and good
Desire to be the most important in eyes of someone
Desire to be loved and cared
Is this love I ask?
Love is divine blissful feeling
Which is positive and joy giving
Deep desire to see someone happy
To serve that person the best of our ability
Without thinking of oneself
Absolutely no desire, wants, expectations
Only wishing to give without any desire to receive
Such is true love
Mostly parents exhibit it
In name of love, to acquire it
Millions are sad on earth
Love is indeed the greatest malady on earth.
Premier contest winner 6th position
Date: 10/14/2020
Contest Name Quotable
Sponsor Regina McIntosh
Biochemistry—the chemistry of life’s design,
Where molecules dance, interlink, and align,
A bridge between cells, atoms, and earth,
Defining each process, from death to birth.
From cells to tissues, to systems whole,
Biochemistry reveals life’s molecular role.
Atoms join with bonds of varied might—
Covalent, ionic, in complex rite.
Molecular structures, their shapes decide,
How functions emerge and systems collide.
Water, polar and bound by bonds unseen,
Becomes life’s solvent and essential scene.
Carbohydrates fuel, in branching chains,
While proteins give shape, structure, and gains.
Lipids form membranes, barriers and walls,
And nucleic acids hold life's codes, small but tall.
Each plays its part, in pathways intertwined,
The building blocks of life, so meticulously designed.
Catabolism breaks, releasing life’s spark,
Anabolism builds, leaving nature's mark.
Glycolysis starts, the fuel we ignite,
The citric cycle follows, energy in sight.
ATP fuels the cells’ endless demands,
In bioenergetic chains, life expands.
The enzymes, catalysts that spark each course,
Signal transductions, relay with molecular force.
Channels open, gates control flow,
Compartmented spaces, with roles to show.
Each process precise, a well-ordered dance,
In the cell’s intricate, coordinated trance.
DNA spirals, a double helix of code,
Blueprints of life in sequences bestowed,
Transcription to RNA, a message to read,
Translation to proteins, each cell’s vital creed.
Genes regulated, expressions controlled,
A symphony of life meticulously told.
With spectrums and gels, we separate, define,
Electrophoresis’ bands, chromatogram’s line,
PCR amplifies genes to explore,
CRISPR edits, opens new doors.
These tools unearth life’s secrets concealed,
In every lab, mysteries revealed.
From medicine’s cures to agricultural yields,
Biochemistry stretches across modern fields.
Personalized treatments, precision designed,
Green tech and ethics, the future aligned.
At life’s smallest scale, in molecules profound,
The promise of science and progress is found.
In a place where the fog pillows
a dreamscape of the hidden en trance wallows its hallows.
To swallow re view of, the mind
and the billows, a wind of a kind.
Of surfkiss bubble ups touch'es salvos.
Seemingly baubles in promotion
of needful windows-unseen
premissions-ejaculaisse, right on the nose.
A shared magic in dialect connects
meaning with a memory calls collect, direct,
has soul purpose among other things, ironicly,
counter-intunively-in circumvitrospect er.
Has remembrance, shared affinity,
emotional director y,
family-i-organ-ic-bionicgl-ee.
This is the place awareness calls home
in it's liquid notions of tomes written spiritus sanctis-
chemically-inSalted
acids of substantive accruary.
If you have a wish, now would be a good time,
for those consol-i-data-consideration-heart-queries.
The neuron Elementals tend to pixielate their
own designs if not given constant super vision-
that sells them on your ideals and turn them
into action or reaction.
.
They are an elusive bunch, randomly-
arbitrary seeming,
but that is non obligatory without meaning.
If you just read your contract, that is,
if you could remember any?
We have total deniability and no liability,
only clauses and causes and theoretical plausibility.
"Got spirituality?"
Close your eyes, they are waiting on you.
One particularly naughty neuropixie too,
Pestgeminii, is easily bored,
and may cast deja vu if scorned.
She may just choose to
have her more conducive ideas
skip the line in lieu, of attachment stow away
postaged return waved in out of the blue.
She is a romantic at heart.
The one that keeps asking,
"remember when, we", bright eyed,
and she always gets her what she came for,
on lover's lane,
in the front seat overlooking life's hills and valleys.
She always gets a rise out of the youth in you
at memory lane, remembering the senses
freshed cell o phaned,
like a teenager with spirit at rally of homecoming,
A game.