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Tournament for the UNO
Championship.
Tournaments two one
The west coast the other
On the east coast.
Semi finalist will meet
To crown the inguaral
Champion. Dinner ceremony
With a concert. There the
United Worlds Checker Championship
Chess Association championship
But the light of the evening
The Pro League Uno Championship
Will be settled. They will have the
Right to call him Champion!
Promotional sponsors
And commercial sponsors
Have made the prize. One audience
Member will win big!
Concert night performers includes
Danker Dimwitt and The Crunchy Carl Band
Singing""Doo woop ditty doo wop"
Songs crooned by Bacca Briskehisk
and the Twenty Won Orchestra
Bacca promises to sing
" Sooth Me" and " Got be Mine"
What a line up, bring your own napkins please.
Seat Coupons available at Baus and Save
Arena ticket show.
Sponsored by the All talk Music Group.
A Bizzy Man Production Co.
Day Job
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A confined territory with created identity from a spanish monarch
since established, its badge with monkey eating eagles, large shopping malls;
tropical fruits and coconut, dense population;
Conus glorianus and the python Reticulatus gets heavier.
Most defined Christian territory in its region
and a global production hub for nursing care and services.
This locality nurtures and perfects the services of text messaging
writing on the wall of global discoveries through the mouse deer
and other animal species most particular in the giant clams.
It suffers from the blunt blade of human trafficking
but this hasn’t stopped the continuous glow of its pride.
Ranging from the biggest pair of shows ever, to the manila event of 2006;
the discovery of an important antibiotic, or its global archipelago pride.
Its power presence shown in Jelly fish lake
or the Noche Buena, celebrated as the longest Christmas season.
All these green lights visible to the planet
never let its flag turn upside down again.
POTD 6th August 2019
The clock ticks down the passing day
Tedious seconds count down my existence
Time for my pills ~ Time to call the nurse
Time ~ taunting my resistance
Soft haunting strains of a violin float
sweetly liquid, melodiously unchained
freeing my mind from weariness faced
No barriers ~ it flows ~ unrestrained
My world of music I lived it ~ breathed it
In whispers ~ it spoke to my Soul
bringing with it, adoration and glory
and a passion beyond my control
I glance at the painting on the wall
pondering this feeling of déjà vu
Memories of this glade from before
Triggers mentation I need to pursue
Memories flood ~ a vision in the distance
an Angel dancing in its midst
who had danced with wild abandon
lucent skin the sun had kissed
How I had yearned to dance with her
with that angel who made me sigh
she had come to shine her own pure light
prompting my spirit to fly
But there’s no girl there ~ awry is my mind
And I’m but a frail old man
I must erase thoughts from my life bygone
And prevail however best I can
~ Every great dream starts with the dreamer
who ventures where mortals dare not tread
And laughs with mirth and cares not for
unfinished rhapsodies playing in his head ~
What’s this? I’m suddenly in the glade?
A strong young lad once more
She has come for me, my Angel love
I leap - I twirl - I soar
We dance with wild abandon
We dance without a care
sun kissed skin our arms entwined
Wild flowers everywhere
It seems I’ve left the world behind
And unshackled my attachments of
A hundred birds do sing out loud
To watch us Dance to Love
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POTD 6th August 2019
Office hours have certainly changed
No longer is it a 9 to 5 work day
With the new “work from home” format
The office atmosphere is a thing of the past
The comaraderie that's existed for decades
Is gone and replaced with a “hermit society”
Work production has probably suffered
The chance to do a little gardening
Getting back to the urgent work projects later
Putting them on the “back burner”
Consequently some will work into the night
To meet the next day deadlines on time!
There's a good and bad side to this change
It takes dedication to mangage
With the new “work from home” format
Some will succeed... some will have a problem
I wish much success to all in the future
There is no sense
In being victim of another's
Feelings
And ugly ego
And hypocrysy
Of them
File systems
And extensions
Of this system
I'd rather loose the image of your S.T.E.M.
Philosophy and math are being image
In systems Knowledge they're developing for you
Your progress is percentage execution
Remaining sane and free in system this are few
Expectancy, life length
Of this the Quantum Zoo
Experiences you might never to encounter
Production of the image to the word
The Operating System psych your under
Implanted by the usage by the bot
So much development of them
So much Robotics
Miners, ant servers, rigs, platforms and these
You really need to have some special competence
For field of this the area to be the expertise
I mean what for reforming were we the C the Language
Complexity the greater to achieve in aftermath
Active activity of the Missile Defense
Vampires drenching
Computability of the ideal path
The loss of programmes familiar and used to
Mind reconsiderations and assessments re again
Uncertain modest to in fact is rather value
Brief moment
And excert the intercept
Gain for the gains since in this there is no gain
Like myself, you have seen, felt, and heard many things, and it was indeed a God moment. Moreover, when you experienced them, they were eye-openers, inspirations, and sometimes game-changers.
At church last night at the close of prayer time, we each joined hands and each one prayed for something in particular. At the very end, someone prayed and expressed an experience that appeared or felt like a burial but in fact, it was a planting. When I heard that expression, I was deeply moved, sensing the reality of such a statement as it relates to our lives.
There are times we feel that we have been set aside and processed or spiritually cremated for burial. When we encounter this reality, let us not assume that it is truly a burial. More than likely it is a planting which means we were put underground as seeds and not for a permanent dwelling. It is likely that God Himself has ordered a seemingly deadly process as a planting and not a burial. It is a resurrection and not a destination. It is a plantation procedure for a futuristic and fruitful life-giving production.
Say it with me, I may be underground but I am not buried. I may be underground but I am a seed and not a corpse. I may be underground today, but before long you shall see me as a bloseom, a flower, a fruit, a God Plant.
What matters most is their role fulfillment
as feathered fowls mentioned by the Scriptures
and they, as God’s wondrous ocean creatures
triumphant midst freedom-geared commitment.
Optimizing well their musical zest
song birds render their chorus with delight
while fishes exercise production might
achieving for the best, feeling so blest.
With contrasting pursuit midst their design
they enjoy serenely granted lifestyle
never competing, nor jealous... meanwhile
complementing each other as they shine.
Learning from birds, I would sing and soar high
then from fishes, maximize and share grace
being a blessing in running life's race*
accomplishing, whether I swim or fly.
*Isaiah 40:31 - But they that wait upon the LORD shall renew their strength; they shall mount up with wings as eagles; they shall run, and not be weary; and they shall walk, and not faint.
June 24, 2024
10th place, "Contrast" Poetry Writing Premiere Contest
Sponsored by Hilo Poet; judged on 7/13/2024
Light reading
We are striding into the new year with news
of an earthquake that got people to sit up instead
of slumping on the sofa watching a Netflix
banalities
Inundated with film, one realizes most of them are hastily put together and consist of a dramatic fight
scenes, the hero wins and gets the girl.
This morning, the news again focused on Japan
a plane landing collided with a stationary plane
five people were killed, which was lucky
we give great press by airport accidents
Ten people dead in a motorway accident have not
much drama unless you are in the pile-up
In Libya, the slave trade capital of Africa, this dubious
honor happened when Qaddafi was murdered
He, the dictator, was not the worst of his kind,
there are times when the only thing that protects a country from sinking into chaos is a strong man.
With him out of the way, the human traffic commenced
South Africa had a plan to let Qaddafi leave Libya
settle in an African state, but no, the west wanted him dead
I have read so many rich people (millionaires) have not
got their riches from the production of things such as machinery
or engineering, with the possible exception of Elon Musk
I suspect the entertainment press is trying to lure him
into a life of glamour.
The middle class is not producing but get
titles working in the social sectors, both public and private, but it is not a type of employment that creates anything of lasting value
As for the working class, the hard hat section is
of immense value their contribution to the welfare of
our society is not recognized properly
This leaves us with millions of people who have no
function at all, and with very little education
We see them in big cities where their life is so tedious they take to drugs and think ***** is a love life.
If nothing is done to harness the destructive power these people represent we will end
being ruled by the mob
For those that
are wondering &
don't already know
this is only my intro
Follow me as I go
into a bevy of
new directions
My introspection?
Deeper than grave
perceptions of egos
at deaths door
They're incinerated
in more ways than one
because it's hot
at the core of things
This door brings you
to the fringes of a reality
you aren't ready for
today
One that's off the hinges
& infringes upon
boundaries you've
kept locked away
I implore you to
stay away if you aren't
ready for a new
way of seeing
There's a whole new
production coming
to the fore
No acting
just being
This is a drawn out
introduction to
so called
things of lore
A rise assured by
the steady hands
of the divine
A quiet conception
being birthed
at the most
appropriate of times
A shine so magnificent
it could easily be mistaken
for something
dark
Feasibly so because
the spark is so blinding
to shady eyes &
was from the start
On your mark
Get ready & set to go
while keeping
your focus steady
What of the weight
of the world on
all our shoulders?
It's heavy
but nothing we can't
lift & bear
I'll share something
else with you
again
As I've said in
times past
it all works out
in the end
It's fair to say
the more we lift
the stronger it is
we become
Nothing worth having
comes easy & if it did
getting it wouldn't
be fun
As time defined by gravitation
The distance, orbits and rotation
Image subjects to deformation
In electronic plasma this
Because in terms of information
Which isn't sense of orientation
Observed degree of degradation
Is great concern of project DIS
Defense Initiative Strategic
Atomic clock you studpid eejits
Atomic clock vs vibration
The round clock, double negation
The path of your unification
The competently intercepts
Nocturnal life
Parts units measures
Product production and induction
At system where evolution
Shall registered appear as such
That value of all those people
Appears precious not so much
Decision of whats wrong whats right
Prerogative of not so bright
Shall either what produce the weapon
If the stochastic mechanism
Of all to units is the schism
What will be feeding their delusion
What proves the life of the illusion
As all of them want equal rights
What each of them against what fights
Where logic and the sound judgement
May not be factor unifying
What is the consequence then THUS
Their minds defying
In assessments
Thus
Assass investments
As data unit parent child
Proves human really is no file
Perhaps no father son and I
With system such you better die