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Premium Member Family Xmas Picture Cards


(*Glossy and costly! Family name imprinted,(as if we did not want know 
their first and last names? And surely no verse allowed!*)

(( But, I made this one up. Heh-heh!))


Sorry…we simply haven’t a second to call..
We are not cheap, oh, no, nothing like that at all.
Been traveling up and down this great state.
See our stunning picture, next to the Golden Gate?


That’s our Jenny, my, oh my, she’s so tall.
Ben and Tommy, as you see, play football!
Mom and I, are sure getting lots older…..
She’s already two inches below my shoulder.


Doggie Dan is a barrelhouse of fun.
See him there, chasing a cat in the sun?
Granny, nah, she ain’t in our picture.
Old and young~ heck, that’s no good mixture!


Do message us, if and when you can.
Nobody writes emails, they are….‘also rans.’
Limits on personal words, we know sound crazy.
Least to Grandma, who we know, one day.
Will soon be pushing up those daisies!


So bye, till next year, we’ll send more of these.
We just adore mulling about saying,” Cheese!”
Grandma wastes all her time at a poetry site?
Makes her feel good ~ better than being tight!

Love From All!
“The Cheeze-Its”



12/8/2022
Form: Rhyme


Premium Member Political Choices of Vibrant Cultures

History publishes eco-political winners
and probably not mystery marginalized also-rans.

NeoCortex dominant pursuits 
of growing cognitive information,
knowledge and facts,
comprehension of Earth's regenerative
and degenerative systems
and cosmological nest-network;
these objectives evolve scientific politically empowered paradigms
fueled by our collective economic investments of time and money
understanding of their relational contexts,.

All our biggest and best rational research projects 
are multiculturally empowered 
by anthropocentric political choices 
to invest in cooperative economic promulgation relationships 
of neurosystemically accessible discovery.

In this anthro-sensory enlightened market 
choosing among alternative methods for comprehending
positive and negative co-relations
within an eco-politically privileged anthropocentric laboratory,
within an anthropological family,
within LeftBrain dominant articulation 
of healthy-regenerative 
and pathology-degenerative outcomes

within multicultural languages
a cooperatively-held paradigm of scientific method
disassociated from sacred ecological 
and organically interdependent
Whole EarthTribe panentheistic
empowering and disempowering systems.

Evolution of personal and familial,
community and national
and global learning 
follows a string of historically sustained 
LeftBrain verbally dominant
anthropocentrically economic
and political choices
about which positive
and negative co-relationships
matter 

Within our polyculturally climaxing/collapsing 
Gaian Hypothesis,
and which will keep you too mysteriously
synergetically
mysteriously
intuitively 
re-ligiously 
sacred ecologically unpublished
and untenured

Unless you are one of the few
still eking out a living
in the indigenous wisdom
PolyTheistic 
NonDualistic
pre-Anthropocene 
bicamerally co-intelligent
ReLigious History of Mystery Department.

Misnomer

The sky was filled with starlight, 
clear as transparent glass.
Yet everyone seemed uptight -
the judges who ruled en masse,
earthly stars who shone over-bright.

A winner would be chosen tonight -
one whose talent could not pass,
one whose speaking would ignite,
one whose manner boasted crass 
one whose dress was way-too-tight, 

Miss Nomer true, would have no might.
yet she’d become the favored lass
who'd speak out for her city's spite -
in a state of civil impasse,
with its past of assault outright.

The sky transparent filled the night
the starlight was but broken glass.
The also-rans who rued their plight
attacked Miss Nomer's verbal sass
who stood her ground with sharp backbite.

September 5, 2021

Premium Member His Steadfast Love Endures Forever - Psalm 118: 1

Every day is a gift from God
in His providence, He has a plan
for in His love, He seeks us out
making sure we'll not be also-rans

This is God who made all that's made
from before eternity, God has always been
He's set His heart on lost mankind
showing His love on this was very keen

God calls His people to repentance
even willing to help them find this
in His power to turn from their sin
mighty love proves never to miss

Jesus came down with a purpose
showing sacrificial love upon a cross
dying for sinners who He loved
shedding His blood at His cost

God has shown His love so perfect
shown by Jesus love at Calvary
His steadfast love endures forever
this dear divine love will never sever

(Oh give thanks to the Lord, for he is good;
for his steadfast love endures forever!
Psalm 118: 1)
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Carrie on regardless '

Did ole boris? gisell'a; and eppy too, go full
Bore' at a menager'i au troix.? Are there 
videos to view? Right now we are seeing much bally-who? Its a sleazy scene that invades
My mind.' I'm sure a tellin you 
( its quite un-kind ') we hear of 
ministrial errors.' We face lies, rumour; 
and terrors; yet more..Reality is coming
 out, the swamp now has bled, we see
 trial and error; with great trails of dead' as survivours always the same have said. It seems the pitfalls are many, and the informaition
Comes in shreds, sickening visceral acts
Are relayed, there are claims and counter
Even legal process has been halted; 
delayed and Re-started; relied upon, and yet seems distorted? A sad tale of those who our betters would be' ending up as also rans
In as far as good posterity, those who once
Assembled together, now scramble to hide
As we learn, at least six million pieces of our puzzle reside, in a justice system? plus only God knows what else besides.? The doings of darkness; by princes and popes.'
kings maybe cavorting..there is salasciousness by tropes, there is torture and gore; and painfull gripes, the drinking of blood this is evil rife.' Are there lucifarian
Interests? Illuminate these claims' good
 Lord reveal all those, of in-fame..From gutter creepers, to filthy tunnel keeoers, let the evil fables be made open' even fabian troves, let us smash the bloodied altars
And up-root the darkling groves.'
Form: Rhyme


Feminism Is Crap, Part II

...They make sex just like a handshake,
but soon enough you will find
throwing out what should be valued
does bad things to womens' minds,
makes it very hard to pair-bond,
be happy with a good man,
they compare him to others who
have become their also-rans.
The sex loses all value and
so does the partner himself,
becomes seen as replaceable,
as the divorce rates does tell,
leaving broken-up families,
endless drama in the courts,
all because feminists once said
it’s freeing to act like whores.
Worst still, they encourage the end,
proclaim marriage is a trap,
give cover to breaking a home
by declaring all men trash.
Make women think it’s a good thing
to shatter lives and to rend,
since women now initiate
divorce at eighty percent!
Upping their risk of poverty,
that their kids might be abused,
that they’ll end up dysfunctional,
or even shoot up a school.

And more and more these young women
never do have families,
they were told that their greatest cause
was the ‘right’ to kill babies!
The one thing girls alone can do,
the source of our {whole species",
and feminists taught them it was
okay to kill kids freely.
Taught them it wasn’t a person,
declared that a human life
matters much less than convenience,
or fun on a Friday night.
Like savages from days of old
sacrificing to their ‘gods,’
they butcher those than they should love,
don’t even thing it that odd.
Even now, when our birth rates fall
so low that we can’t replace,
they still clamber to kill unborns;
a cruel, barbaric disgrace.
Feminists have taught women that
their children have no value,
don’t even have to let them live,
much less raise them if you do.
And they claim that this is ‘progress,’
this destructive, awful creed…
women less happy each decade,
and still they won’t stop the bleed.
It’s killed societies before,
no need to follow that path,
you’re best rejecting all their lies,
yes, feminism is crap.
Form: Rhyme

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