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My soul hates this type of love. It's literally my natural enemy. However, I am happy, truly, because I stay true to myself. At the same time, my anger is an acidic stream of fire more powerful than a billion PSI and roars at speeds greater than sound. I choose selfishness as my path in life. Love is never stronger than selfishness nor is selfishness stronger than love. Emotions don't have power alone, we give them power. Like swords, the wiser and more skillful one is at wielding them, the more rewards there are to reap. Selfishness is stronger than love in any and every way if a hint of fairness and integrity are added to it. Humans are not able to love one another, it's delusion at best. I always ask romantic couples why do they love their partner, they almost never know why. I personally believe that if love was real in humans, it should be a conscious decision, not an instinct because lust is instinct. Lust is selfishness, while love is selflessness. So many people delude themselves into thinking that they're in love with someone, when in reality, they're attracted to something that person has, physical or non-physical material. Logic is also more powerful than romantic love, which shatters the maze that countless get lost in. Though life is no straight path, logic and selfishness make life great if used wisely. Selflessness isn't foolish in and of itself, most use it incorrectly. No matter what, selfishness and logic are some of my strongest powers. These two strengths will get me farther in life than most who have a romantic partner, especially in freedom. There is no freedom in love, going rogue is the only option. I'm proud to be a maverick as I improve my own power and avoid seeking help from humans, face to face, as much as possible. I am stronger than romantic love, because, once again, I stay true to myself. Staying true to myself is the sword I use to cut down delusion and defend myself against other lies. No human on Earth is my ally nor my enemy, I'm someone who lives for fun and not for a purpose like a soldier. Life isn't meaningful nor meaningless, we give it meaning, though I find most of life to be worthless. My life, devoid of romantic love, will keep pressing on the more I dive into freedom and the blissful depths of wise selfishness. As such, I will keep fighting onward against my enemies, romantic love and other frauds like it.
The Government's behaviour firstly no longer defends our church
this mockery in itself shows a deep lack of good sense
or the simple sourced judgement to cast defiance
within this ruling class displayed
Openly liars vulgar hounds with misunderstandings of truthful agendas
as silver lining shines within their beady eyes split tongues brag
poisoned two left feet heading backwards chaos screams from injustice
Milking a treasury for all it's worth then rising the pension age
blindsided are the fools whom are unable to see past the sheriff of Nottingham
Bailing out banks without consent and giving the bankers bonuses
this our rainy day fund feathering someone's nest
We pay through the nose breathing in this capital suffering
creating slaves illegally burdened citizens are chained
dipping into pension funds the existence for this illegal action
hands out always taking never giving
Such corruption goes beyond unchallenged by lawmakers
beggars of the very purse strings
15 million flushed down the toilet for paper postal codes
billions worth of fish harvested out of our Irish sea
Gas and natural resources given away freely
our sovereignty has been removed bit by bit stolen innocence
under false ideas stealing our children's future legacy
leaders without backbones snakes pushing agendas
For free, taxpayer-funded abortions put on the table
in this bill signed with bloodshed to legalise
the killing of unborn babies in Ireland of all places
never thought I would live to see the day
Millions spent on a referendum called choice
incorrectly claiming murder as just
to be an important part of healthcare
our family focus has lost all sense of direction
Challenging the very structure in mum and dad
to begin with motherhood is the single strongest character
filled with loving compassion such are the rights removed basically damned
Every single word into the temple of our origin
death of democracy spilling the most innocent of blood
sacrificed for the sake of pride our nation has fallen
No longer united Irishmen and women a land divided
it is from these spoils of war that's killing our children's legacy
Presidents Truman, Kennedy, Regan, Biden
Sparing a turkey from a Thanksgiving table. The presidential Turkey Pardon
Massachusetts
is a truly historic state.
Indigenous people lived there for
over ten thousand years before it was
colonized by the English in the 17th century.
The 17th century brought a mass migration
of Puritan immigrants into the area
while the subsequent centuries
brought new waves of
immigrants.
Abraham Lincoln’s
son Tad got upset when
he found out someone was going to kill
the live turkey brought for the presidential
family’s Christmas dinner. Eventually Tad’s plea was admitted,
and the turkey’s life spared. Abraham Lincoln made
Thanksgiving an official
U.S. holiday in
1863.
A decade later
Rhode Island poultry dealer
Horace Vose starts sending Thanksgiving
and Christmas turkeys to the first families. Vose was the
White House’s unofficial turkey provider for more than
40 years after that first turkey to President
Ulysses S. Grant, but by 1914, Americans
from around the country were
sending live turkeys for
the holidays.
William Bradford’s
journal was discovered and published
by Sarah Josepha Hale, a magazine editor.
Hale was so taken with the story of that first Thanksgiving,
that she lobbied five U.S. presidents to make it a federal holiday.
Abraham Lincoln declared Thanksgiving an official U.S. holiday,
an act he saw as a step toward reuniting the
fractured country after the Civil War.
He put it on the calendar for
the last Thursday
of November.
1941
December,
Franklin D. Roosevelt
changed Thanksgiving to the fourth
Thursday in November to avoid confusion
where there is a fifth Thursday in
November.
People
often incorrectly
date the official pardoning ceremony
back to 1947 with Harry Truman, a myth
that stems from the fact that the National Turkey Federation
which runs the modern presidential turkey pardon
ceremonies sent a president a turkey for the
first time that year. Truman
didn’t spare that bird’s life
he ate it.
Does she want her very own vagina?
Yes, M to F trans girl...
Does she really really want a vagina?
It's like wanting to invert your fingers to
Make a mouth... No air could get through...
It wouldn't be able to speak...
But I'm sure you could get it to move
Well enough that you could lip sync...
Dress it up in drag and perform.... Not that
Vaginas perform... Welllllll... Never mind
Does he want to be a girl ?
Yes, M to F trans girl.
Does he really really want to be a girl?
To many, it's like saying you are gonna transition
To become a dog...
"So I've started barking... its gonna
take a while until I sound just like a dog...
I go to the plastic surgeon next week
To get my tail... I've started peeing on the
Bushes... Will you walk me on a leash?"
Fact: When babies are born, we decide if
they are a boy or a girl according to
Their genitalia... All of a sudden,
liberals tell people that genitalia
doesn't determine gender...
We are confusing the common person,
And at times, it even confuses me...
So if she looks like a man in a dress, why
Should she be offended if people confuse
Pronouns? If they knew her as a man her
Entire life, how can she expect them to
Transition with her when it took her this
Long just to confront the fact that she may
Be a girl, and she hasn't even tried on a dress
Yet...?
This is a song from their perspective.
I get that others don't understand. But
before you slaughter everyone who doesn't
comprehend, please look at the fact that
that you didn't understand it for a long time
either, it's why it took you so long to come out.
If this pisses you off, you've lost compassion
for many of the people who may be your allies
if you'd just know that our culture has trained
us incorrectly. It's not an attack or a threat,
This is the stress of change. Forgive us.
"You're the Bane of my existence and the object of my desire", I could never tell you that, these words could describe what I feel for you but only incorrectly. You could never be the Bane of my existence, because I feel blessed to have known you, I feel honoured to have had the great joy of seeing you smile, you aren't the Bane but you are solely the cause of my existence, I would rather have my lips sewn shut for eternity than to think of you as a Bane or curse because you, my darling, are the what makes my existence exist, without you, love, I wouldn't be who I am my existence wouldn't be mine, I'd be a fraud, an imposter without having had the chance to have been changed for good by you, I wouldn't recognise who I se in the mirror, I wouldn't have known myself, id be a stranger to my eyes, if it wasn't for you. I'd still be living in darkness, convinced that the world is just fifty shades of black if you hadn't lit my world the moment you told me hi, if the darkness in my life hadn't swept away the second I have seen your eyes twinkle and your cheeks turn maroon ever so slightly when you smiled at me.
You, my love, aren't just an object that I desire, you are the answer to all my prayers, the one glimmer of light that I'd begged god for, you are my destiny and my fate, you are the missing piece that my soul has forever longed for and I'd be a fool to turn such a perfect and complex person like you into merely an object that I desire. But you aren't just an object,.you are so much more meaningful than that. And Yes, I desire you, it is true that you're all my desires combined, but I not only desire you I need you, I want you and I love you and those words don't nearly compare enough to what I feel for you, I feel oceans of love for you I'm not able to express even a drop worth and that I will forever regret.
1-The overall weight of the ants on earth is:
A/more than 10 times the weight of humans
B/ more than 2 times the weight of humans
C/equal to the weight of humans.
Answer: A
2-Only the crocodile is capable of:
A/ Consuming 250 gallons of water in one sitting.
B/Consuming 200 pounds of food all at once.
C/Replacing his teeth and repositioning his top jaw
Answer: C
3-Sleeping in a cold room leads your body to:
A/ Dehydrates your body
B/ Get ill
C/ Burn calories and create heat to stay warm.
Answer: C
4- In Ahata, West Africa, the tenth child of the same mother?
A/ Will be regarded as the tribe's prince.
B/ Will be buried while still alive.
C/ Will be dumped in the bush amongst animals
Answer: B
5/ Belgian Queen Vanden jailed her barber for 3 years.
A/ So that her gray hair will not come out publicly
B/ Since he chopped her hair incorrectly
C/ Because he was late for her daily make-up
Answer: A
6/ What was Jackie Chan's gestation period?
A/ 3 months
B/ 12 months
C/ 6 months
Answer: B
7/ When 80% of bank robberies occurred worldwide
A/ On the weekends
B/ On Mondays
C/ On Fridays
Answer: C
8/ How many people use the Internet in North Korea?
A/ Over 2 million people
B/ Just 605 people
C/ None
Answer: B
9/ The US had a law until 1970 called (ugliness laws).
A/ Pets are not allowed to be seen out in the city.
B/ It is illegal for ugly persons to appear in public.
C/ Eating in public is against the law.
Answer: B
10/ Who is the only animal that dies if it drinks water?
A/ The kangaroo rats
B/ Fennec fox
c/ Rhinoceros
Answer: A
11/ The only animal with a human-like larynx that can talk is:
A/ The Crow
B/ The Parrot
c/ The Raven
Answer: B
Written: February 12, 2023
Suffocation experienced analogous
to absent echocardiogram
or electroencephalogram blip
(Derek Chauvin - he of
George Floyd infamy) iron maiden grip
linkedin with psyche subjected
to laceration courtesy cruel horse whip
mine inexcusable
(albeit clueless faux pas)
family members living social in Bend, Oregon
and Oakland, California did yip
private information across cyberspace did zip.
Apology (ex post facto)
extended regarding about
mine guilt ridden conscience
programming mental state
think sufferable infinite
jesting Möbius strip
casting dark shadow of doubt
looping along outer limits
of twilight zone
futilely shucking off
emotional tailspin (kamikaze) fallout
impossible mission
unable to muzzle or thwart lout
who poetically blurts out
simian old routine programmed
erroneously heavily incorrectly
peppers entire Hollerith
or IBM punched cards
yielding botched defenseless redoubt,
when Yankee doodles dandy
teapot short and stout
convection currents trigger
whistle Dixie when liquid piping hot
a microcosm concerning plate tectonics
across webbed wide world
yielding necessary oomph
to migrating trout.
Absent awareness
flourished amidst ignorance
sixty plus shades of gray matter
hotly doth smolder and burn
unbeknownst rancor did furiously churn
when yours truly divulged
he made aborted attempt
to couch his genuine
paternal care and concern
lack of discrimination
and judgment I did not
(honest to dog) recognize nor discern.
Understandable blameworthy
grievance against me,
not granted app parent permission
thus culpability I obediently yield
words that sparked hurt
now utilized to wield
heft to communicate authentic love
(cryptically coded)
and hermetically sealed
hopefully in due time
mine discretion well healed.
I recently read a politically incorrect prolific poet,
or so I thought at the time,
or more felt than thought,
more truthfully,
integrally,
Who said, If poetry is politically correct,
it cannot be poetry.
So, if he is politically correct
in this statement,
is he thereby also not a poet in good standing?
An enigma to which I respond,
If so, then politically incorrect messages
also cannot be poetic,
but tragically disempowering.
Meaning that poetry has power
to change how we feel,
and sometimes listen
and sometimes speak about our relationships.
What are political relationships
if not correctly co-empowering
and incorrectly fragmenting
and disempowering--
without healthy reason
and without wealthy rhyme.
But, now I see this poet's concern more intentionally.
If a poet's intent is merely political correctness,
orthodox dogma of some monoculturally dangerous variety,
with no faithful participation
in change,
in our ongoing collective integrity,
potentiating,
developing,
shifting
co-relational organic powers for healthy communicating minds
still hoping to feed and feel healthy bodies,
then wealthy empowerment
becoming metaphorically richer
on Earth's universal meaning together,
not accessible by apartheid and absolute supremacy,
with synergetic beauty
become mere utilitarian truth,
LeftBrain propaganda
politically severed from deeper yang and yin-ness,
and thereby RightBrain incorrect.
WinWin bicameral therapeutic intent
is politically correct,
empowering,
as seen in narratives of healing
and epic poetry
of time's co-relational passage
musing into Paradise/Hell
nutritionally/toxically becoming
Where time
celebrates/ignores rhyme
and natural seasons
speak with/without spiritual co-relational reasons.
I’m enjoying spending time with my mom - we have an intimacy braided like rope. I forgot how funny she is. At the same time, we’ve been softcore arguing for days.
She wants me to accomplish something this summer - to pad my med-school resume - do anything but relax. But I refuse. If I’m going to complete a master's degree next summer, then I’m going to have fun this summer. Periodt. I’m not an automaton for her to wind. Her stress radiates, as I play Animal Crossing on the couch.
I reach up towards her forehead, “Is there an off button?” I ask.
“Go away,” she chuckles, blocking my hand.
Before I turn away, I add, “You’re the most fun when you’re not giving advice or saying the wrong things..”
“Or breathing incorrectly?” She finished my sentence.
“Exactly,” I laughed, “then you’re practically perfect.”
The boys - Peter (my BF) and Step (my stepfather) - sit or stand, uninvolved, outside the action, like we’re in some other dimension - they try and look at anything but us when we’re wrangling.
Poetry time!
The phantoms of my discontent
are held at bay, by leisure,
are mollified by pleasure.
Am I crazy to set boundaries?
Am I lazy, cause I won’t let her chivvy me?
I’ve got my own voice; I’ll make my own choices.
We have the same goals - but I’m in control.
For every plan I’ve got, she has a hundred caveats.
Sure, I’ve done nothing, while she’s done it all.
I’m her little rocket that she doesn’t want to stall.
But she needs to understand, I’ve left the launching pad.
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periodt ? slang for absolute period
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songs for this piece:
Mama by Spice Girls
Hey Mama by Kanye West
Mama, I'm a Big Girl Now by Nikki Blonsky, Marissa Jaret Winokur, Ricki Lake, Motion Picture Cast of Hairspray
I'm lost in a world, a world without faces,
There's so many people in so many places,
These places are full but we all feel alone,
It's because of technology and the mobile phone.
I want to go back to when people just talked,
Before social media and being 'Facebook stalked'
Facebook is brutal behind the closed doors,
People getting bullied and called things like whores.
Cyber bullying is a problem that hurts so many,
But these companies don't care because they make a pretty penny,
This problem should be monitored by people who care,
People getting bullied, how is that fair?
We thought we escaped it, when we left school,
Because we were bullied because we weren't cool,
But we came home to Facebook and more of the problem,
And it makes us think how can we escape them?
Cyber bullying should be looked at because of the pain,
The pain that happens over and over again,
People who have killed themselves over this issue,
And then bully's post, I'm sorry and I'll miss you,
How do these people sleep after what they have done,
They are the reason that I'm dead and I'm gone.
They post picture of me and go to my funeral,
How do they do this it just puzzles me,
They are the reason I'm dead, because they tortured me,
Yet they sit at their computers oblivious of the world,
Talking about someone new and hurting them with a word.
Cyber bullying needs to STOP before more people die,
Before more people go through this and end up the same,
Someone needs to follow me and make the claim...
The Internet is toxic, when used incorrectly,
It causes pain to the person, the user directly,
It should be monitored to stop this pollution,
Being strict with our youth is the only solution.