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I CALL IT SLEEPING AWAKE AT NIGHT I RELIVING TRAUMATIC EVENTS SOMETIMES FALLING TO SLEEP AT SIX IN THE MORNING TO FIND MY DAY FILLED WITH NAPS DREAMS REM SLEEP VIVID VISIONS THIS IS WHY I AM NEVER ALONE THE HORRID THOUGHT OF FALLING ASLEEP ON A BUS WAKING UP LOST MY THINGS TORN BUS DRIVER YELLS THIS THE LAST STOP DO YOU KNOW WHERE YOU GOING NO SIR WHATS YOUR NAME I DON'T KNOW THE REALITY OF TRAUMATIC BRAIN INJURY MY DOCTORS AT NASA CALLS IT EARLY ONSET OF DEMENTIA SO I RUSH TO KEEP WRITING EVERYDAY ALL DAY KERPING MY BRAIN ALIVE STRICKENED WITH NARCOLEPSY THERE IS NO CURE AND ITS NOT SLEEP APNEA IT'S THE BRAIN EVERY FEW MINUTES I FALL INTO A DEEP SLEEP RATHER IN A DOCTORS OFFICE GOD FORBID FLYING A PLANE OR JUST A NORMAL JOB VERY DANGEROUS I NEVER DROVE WHICH IS A BLESSING I'D PROBABLY KILL MYSELF FROM FRIGHT READING LICENSE PLATES LOOKING FOR THREATS MY THERAPISTS SAYS THIS IS NORMAL CAUSE I WORE WIRES FOR THE FBI MY JOB WAS READING LICENSE PLATES THE DAY OF MY CRASH A PLATE READ WITNESS I WOKE UP FROM A COMA BLESSING IS MY PARTIAL BLINDNESS DAMAGED EYE SOCKET MY VISION IS GONE I CAN'T READ PLATES ANYMORE FUNNY RIGHT A FEW OF MY CONDITIONS MOST PEOPLE NEVER HEARD OF NARCOLEPSY CRIPPLED ME NO ONE ELSE IN MY FAMILY HAS IT I BELIEVE HARRIETT TUBMAN HAD IT AFTER HER HEAD INJURY HIT IN THE HEAD WITH A CAST IRON WEIGHT I HIT MY HEAD ON THE DASH AIRBAG EXPLODED MY FACE DOMESTIC VIOLENCE BEING STRUCK IN THE HEAD KNOCKED UNCONSCIOUS TRAUMATIC BRAIN INJURY EVENTUALLY WELL LETS KEEP WRITING THE DEEP SLEEP IN THE DAYTIME WHEN I OPEN MY EYES I'M STILL DREAMING SO IF DRAGONS ARE CHASING YOU IN YOUR DREAM WHEN YOU AWAKEN THEY STILL ARE AND THIS COULD BE EMBARRASSING AT CHURCH SCHOOL WORK SO MY DOCTORS STARTED ME ON NUVIGIL THIS KEEPS ME AWAKE ALL DAY SO I COULD SLEEP AT NIGHT AND HAVE LESS PASS OUTS DURING THE DAY SO I WRITE I WRITE I WRITE KEEPING ME CONCIOUSLY UNCONSCIOUS
Miniscule male member doth bend sinister
impossible mission of mine to bare witness
whereby mine (whore rubble) puny phallic
describes a bent shaft, particularly when cap
locks on first observed by the missus when
we consummated intercourse, though nicht
married, cuz the rutting urge overtook both
of us 24/7, 365 days year not omitting the
leap day, which arose because planet Earth
doth circle around the sun within 365 days,
5 hours 48 minutes and forty six seconds
to orbit the nearest star, according to NASA,
and while that calculation (rounded down
established by Nicolaus Copernicus in the
16th century, when he proposed heliocentric
model - quite controversial to the church ladies -
upending geocentric theory placing the Sun
at the center of the solar system, with Earth
orbiting around it; his theory was detailed
in his book "De Revolutionibus Orbium
Coelestium" published in 1543) to three
hundred and sixty five days, we - twenty
first century *****sapiens, recognize as
a typical year, those nearly 6 extra hours
do not conveniently disappear bitta bing
bitta bitta bang: I recognize omission of
most chitty word choice, but latched on
to a song which shares the same name
as the movie, a 1968 children's musical
adventure film directed by Ken Hughes
and produced by Albert R. Broccoli (not
necessarily the guy kids wanna blame for
their favorite vegetable) starring Dick Van
Dyke, Sally Ann Howes, Lionel Jeffries,
Gert Fröbe, Anna Quayle, Benny Hill,
James Robertson Justice, Robert Helpmann,
Heather Ripley and Adrian Hall driving the
innovative idea (credited to Julius Caesar,
who introduced it as part of Julian calendar,
adding another extra day every four years
to more accurately align the calendar after
segueing into the Gregorian calendar, a solar
calendar used in most parts of the world today
based on the Earth's revolution around the sun
and named after Pope Gregory XIII introduced
in 1582) with the solar year; essentially
making him the "inventor" of the leap year
added to account for the difference.
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...Now many are probably thinking
we don’t not have the tech for that!
Altering worlds, bending gravity,
we can’t do it now, that’s a fact.
Not to mention radiation,
we need better shielding, it’s true,
but you don’t advance by waiting
until it is all safe to do.
Did those ancient Indians wait
for heated trucks on the land bridge?
No, they walked a frozen tundra,
and aren’t we so glad that they did?
Did the Polynesians wait until
GPS came to guide their way?
No, they had just the stars above
and still crossed the Pacific’s waves.
Did Columbus wait for outboards
before sailing off for the west?
No, they went half-blind and unsure
and did it with medieval tech!
Our first low-orbit fumblings,
the stage we see ourselves in now,
are what teach us what we will need
to survive and settle new ground.
These first steps seem awkward, I know,
but such things still need to be done,
if we do not learn how to walk
we’ll never be able to run.
So when we see these billionaires
trying to make spaceflight more cheap,
we should just get out of the way,
or help them achieve what they seek.
What matter if they make money
if they do so by opening
the stars up to our expansion,
we {all| will be benefitting.
Did we hate the wagon-makers
who got rich of the pioneers?
It is not them who made the west,
and I think it’s much the same here.
The tools they build to conquer space
will be used by the bold and the brave,
and much faster than NASA could,
they’re forging an expansive age,
a frontier that will never end,
countess worlds just waiting for life,
to bring it is moral duty,
worthy of the effort and strife.
Name now one man who doesn't love a sunrise,
The bright sun when it does peep out in summer,
It sure does wow the human eyes,
And by noon time, leaves one warmer;
Autumn sees beautiful colours aplenty,
The leaves turn brighter and redder by the day,
Golden branches shed their level leaves gently,
Dewed yellow and brown cascade down all the way;
On Christmas Eve , the sun's hardly seen,
Children plan to play with a Santa at NASA ,
The heater's rotator blows warmly and green
Is the Christmas tree all aglow ere the salsa;
Spring comes with its deified hope and no strife,
Fresh new flowers come up on the radar views,
Saw tide rose, so red it was , full of life,
Now, in words drown I , with help from my muse.
10/05/18
THEY USED A ROCKET TO MOVE THE SHERE TO ANOTHER AREA.
IT WAS SUPPOSSED TO ONLY MOVE ABOUT FOUR TO FIVE MILES AWAY, IT WINDED UP GOING AND IT KEPT GOING UNITL
IT DISAPPEARED. IT'S BELEIVED TO
HAVE BEEN SWALLOWED BY A BLACK HOLE. AND NOW IS GOD KNOWS WERE.
SIX YEARS LATER. A MESSAGE STARTED COMING OVER A RAIDO STATION IN FRANCE. IT INTERUPPED A COMMERCAIL RADIO SHOW. THE RADIO STATION HAD KNOW WAY OF ANWSERING THE REQUEST TO SPEAK TO NASA. THEY CALLED THE AMERICAN SPACE CENTER IN WASHINGTON.
WITH THE REPORT OF WHAT THEY HAD EXPEREINCED. THE FRENCH RADIO STATION BECAME THE MOST POPULAR STAION IN THE WORLD. UNTIL THE GOVERMENTS DISCONTED THE TRANSMITION.
WE LEARNED THAT
LIFE EXSITED ON ANOTHER PALNET, AND THYEY SENT PICTURES
WHICH NEVER SHOWED UP UNTIL,
ONE DAY IN MORRACO A TELEVISION STATION WAS INTERUPTED BY THE SAME TELECAST. ONLY THIS WAS SIX WEEKS LATER. THEY SAW WHAT APPEARED TO BE LARGE CREATURE AND THESE HUMANS, IN VEGATAION.
BY CELP SATTER KUASIER
SCEINTIST FROM
SWEDEN
857.
Sorry, Liberal
(1) Ako ay tutula nang maikling-maikli
Para sa 78th Birthday ng Liberal Party
(2) Isang tula ng pag-sorry
Para sa lahat ng nasa Liberal party
(3) Sana tayo ay magbati na
Dahil ang isa't isa'y ating kinontra
(4) Kinontra ko kayo
Kinontra niyo ako
(5) At dahil ako ang pasimuno
Ako rin ang tatapos dito
(6) Sa ating kaytagal nang hidwaan
Na parang wala na yatang katapusan
(7) Kaya bilang tugon sa panawagang pagkakaisa
Ng UniTeam o BBM-Sara na dakila
(8) Hayaan niyo po ako na makipagkasundo
Proverbs 16:8 ay iiwan ko sa inyo.
-01/19/2024
(Dumarao… my gift for the
78th Birthday of Liberal Party
of the Philippines)
NASA
Sure put on busy on it’s peak
It’s true nothing to speak
Either busy on home work
Or working from home’s sake
At a time
The Globe is turned up side down like a roti
COVID 19 stands in tact still
To remain all a total standstill
Globe is defunct like in no current day
Traffic movements no at all today
Up and down ways
North and South may
Earth is escaped for sometimes of pollution
Carbon that cars burn in no trace even for want of medicine
It’s time to look at the Ozone’s leak
To see it’s all right now with all sort lacks
Whether it’s still remains weak?
Whether to extend what’s happening on Earth now for a further week?
So lets start with the big ones Donald Trump
A c**t from every angle
Putin a prick
Boris a pudding eating itself
God and Devil
take the middle digit eternally
cia kgb nasa society
F**k you all respectfully
Rappers are just reading poems fast in a funny accent
What happen when you put 52, 310 tons of metal in water?
It sinks titanically yeah seen that one coming
Lets split the atom what could go wrong
Shadows wear the wall
Never again should be our call
Back to my rant
Hope Karma Fate universe and its multi-gates
ever iota of every piece of every piece
A Scottish you has none that can imitates
557.
Ang TED sa Puso Ko
Ang TED sa puso ko ay parang Lireo ng Encantadia
Bughaw ang simbolong kulay nila
Narito ang mga Sanggre o dugong bughaw ng Encapsudia
Danaya/Dela Cruz, Amihan/Arriola, Pirena/Penson, Alena/Araneta
Ang TED sa puso ko ay parang Terran sa Starcraft na laro
Bughaw ang sagisag na kulay ng mga ito
Nais nila ang pangunguna at pamumuno
Nasa dugo ng lahing tao – katangian ng pagiging guro
Ang TED sa puso ko ang nagturo sa akin
Kung paano ang pagiging guro ay tangkilikin at mahalin
Mag-aaral higit sa lahat ang dapat unahin
Responsibilidad sa klase ang dapat atupagin
Ang TED sa puso ko ay parang Terran at Lireo
Dito ko nadama ang pangarap kong totoo
Ang maging tao na makaguro, ang maging guro na makatao
Salamat sa mga taga-TED na naging bahagi ng buhay ko!
-10/23/2017
(Dumarao)
*a tribute to TED of CapSU-Dumarao