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Donald Trump Das Fuehrer's Braggadocio
Wrapped up in the Christmas holiday spirit,
I surmise doth allow
nationally collective obliviousness
to steer ship of state
(these United States)
to suffer retaliatory browbeat
ting activates, detonates, generates
je nais sais quois maliciousness
upon North American consciousness
from wickedly vehement uproarious tirades
the "FAKE" president doth crow,
whereby every word uttered
by the misfit mealy mouthed madman
in the Oval Office directly
impacts Lady Liberty, sans dow
wager even when the brash,
defensive, haughty...commander
in chief doth raised by alternately
by one or both colored eyebrow,
which nonverbal hostile
body language triggers
concomitant domino fallout
to devastating effect,
whereby analogous nee
palpable invisible reverberations
trigger thee threat
of global mortal Kombat flow
war moves the dial on
the Doomsday Clock to foreshadow
the stark realization of glow
bull thermonuclear conflict to hoe
var ominously over planet Earth,
which scenario haint Noah Joe
king matter, cuz
more'n juiced *****sapiens know
wingly, would be decimated,
where from Noel fierce
riding hobby horse, could
weather thee irrevocable low
down, once bombs away loosed,
and poised to strike
every fibrous marrow
with an irreversible tendon cee,
yet some hardy
species might narrow
lee escape radioactive fallout,
and blithely usurp meaning overthrow
this most menacing creature,
whose opposable thumb didst pro
pell the nasty, short tempered,
and mean minded
to upset status quo
and shred of a fatalistic,
graphic, and horrific roadshow
no Wizard of Oz (zee us born)
negating, obliterating, and pulverizing
the uninhabitable landscape
with burnt offerings
much more frightful than scarecrow,
which worst case scenario,
could explode today or tomorrow
leaving no trace of unlovely bones
merely mass cremated powder,
hence forsaked salvation
from... say Beto
O'Rourke, whose actively
democratic gumption joisted paradigm
grim fate recklessly
(hypothetically) did veto.
I see the throbbing bass and liquid windswept flute in colorful everyday accompaniments companions really helping guiding finding myself quite champed as I weave through parallel realms not commonly accessed by learned energy observing interacting always respectful as I understand these entities exist to expand my mind chasing swallowtail butterflies and the aliens among us dragonflies whose speed of acrobatic art can only be duplicated by beings from another dimension the reason my 30 mn hikes always become 2 hour soul journeys connecting with all I encounter some boring sad joyful recompense but none grumpy mean or uninhabitable
08/18/25
3:11am
When sleep deserted me,
I crawled out of my bed unseen
to delve into the crevices of the dark
with the curiosity of an explorer
and the near comatose of a somnambulist.
I walked up and down the steep slopes of the night,
like a night watchman, without a lantern in hand.
When my legs grew weary
I sat on a rock covered with moss and lichen.
Looking into the dark pockets of the night,
I thought of human mind, a deep gorge,
with many an uninhabitable corner
where serpent desires lie coiled
scorpions crawl with toxic pincers
and predators roam to prey upon helpless victims
The mystery of the night absorbed me
her muffled sounds, her dark beauty
her elusive charm, like thick night fog,
percolated deep into my consciousness
and I floundered in a fathomless sea,
swirling in her eddies and currents.
It whisked me away to lands far…far!
But on being washed ashore,
I was in a creative delirium
I am now in 'No Man’s Land'
where everything is in a coma of stillness
where no light glimmers, no door ajar and no one in sight!
Here the poet in me breaks open,
the somnambulistic comatose
and down way flow my thoughts in indelible ink.
Like a night bird roosting on a tree,
I sing of my heart aches, of my yearnings and longings.
In the barely audible whispers of the night,
my song reverberates in the eyeless abyss down,
and the dark desolate valleys below.
People say, ghosts walk the earth at night.
Oh! I am not scared!
I am not eager for the dawn to break,
nor want to put my pen down!
Revolving around the star (our Sun)
Hidden from earth’s line of sight
Is orbiting something else from elsewhere
Monitoring the progress of the DNA program.
Assigned promising this time by the scientific academy
Ordained by the Galactic Order of Divinity...
A sentient species is exhibiting the signs
Worthy of closer observation.
All transmissions are being relayed by the Mothership
To all the home worlds of previously successful experiments.
I’ve been eavesdropping on them through my dreams
Makes my head spin just thinking about it
Instead of sleepwalking, I sleepwrite
Which is why I keep a pen and journal
Next to my bed in the exact same spot everynight.
Circling around for all extensive purpose an eternity
Learning from past failures, it has always been supported
By the scientific community to make adjustments
To the program to achieve the desired results.
Ice ages, Mass extinction events, global floods.
However, If by unknown circumstances
The program self-destructs
Rendering the planet
Unhospitable and uninhabitable
Fear not
I have been reassured that time is on GOD’s side
And plenty of DNA starter vials are in stock
For starting over is always an option
Because failure is just another lesson learned.
If at first you don't succeed, try, try again.
Violent offenders released without bail
a senseless reform, it unfailingly fails
Victims walk alone in dark alleys at night
then rant on the news 'bout the lack of streetlights
Movies at theatres feature a killing a minute
Hollywood's culture of death implicated in it
Crude rap songs glorify every nasty habit imaginable
blare from sidewalks and streets uninhabitable
Guns so easy to score on the meanest of streets
adolescents own more than the cops on the beat
Single mothers on drugs, absent fathers in jail
young kids left untended, what do 'values' avail
Do murders seem senseless ~ They're so often not
They happen for good reason in the society we've got
Attorney General William
Barr black marker in hand
kept promise to censor vital
details of Mueller Report
swift as Usain Bolt candidly,
grandly, lustrously, roundly
youthfully blocked out more
rapid than an elegant eland
vibrantly, regally, magically,
and gracefully skirts borderland
which favored topography
constitutes grassland or woodland,
far more pleasing to observe,
than reading adulterated brand
of aforementioned compilation,
distillation, edification, fortification
zeroing questionable activity
upon head of trumpeting brigand,
whose arrivistic, bombastic, caustic,
demonic, electric broadband
outsize ego still convinces
me, thee commander in chief
delegated one or more chargehand
perhaps while delighting as
gourmand savoring chateaubriand,
where his best buddies imagined
themselves in seventh heaven cloudland
every so often taking siesta sans repast
or golfing with grisly handicapped clubhand
non verbally communicating,
in viz sub bully taking a peas zing
cues from presidential high command,
which coterie (i.e. den of thieves)
manipulated social media with nefarious,
insidious, deleterious, et cetera
analogous to "FAKE" contraband,
maybe even milking innocent cowhand
unwittingly planting GMO electronic
bugs amidst future bovine fodder cropland
to allow, enable, and jackknife demand
that moost every eligible voter tricked
induced by virtual reality dreamland
with sinister motive for thee "Apprentice"
rule his kingdom, and expand,
realm asper Medieval days
declaring himself chieftain of fatherland
and/ or North American motherland
where naysayers guillotined
by uncontested firebrand,
who without provocation
very likely bomb into Stone Age
formerly edenic, lush, verdant
geography into flatland
rendered hostile, poisonous and uninhabitable
nonetheless radiating for miles with gangland
forced labor tilling barren, desolate, fissured
landscape erecting unsightly grand
standing room only (cause he know Shylock)
terrain (reign) vast highland
manor as poobah, and husband
to his only heiress, the former
a kooky monster from foggy bottom marshland.
A random road wanders across the desert
as voluminous clouds chase the rising sun
nary a sound can be heard, save for the
whipping wind and clicks of insects.
The yawning horizon stretches out
reaching towards a vast, expansive sea
its crystalline beauty is but a deceptive liar
for death surrounds her ever lapping shores.
Almost uninhabitable she is
like a barren womb in want
her waters are lifeless, a fluid grave
bearing witness of her desolate decay.
Fish carcasses tell their solemn tales
along her distant, lonely shores
their bony apertures are splayed and pecked
hungry seagulls circle, hunting for scraps.
Relentless winds are spreading littered
whitewashed bones
causing them to tumble about
conjuring up a false sense of life.
Now the moon is rising
as acrid air hovers over the sullen sea
the winds seem to shout, “go away”
a dull emptiness prevails.
The blackest night, save for the moon
descends upon this accursed place
where the bony beach rattles its lifeless tunes
along a haunting shoreline
that no one wants to see
where no one wants to be
beside the Salton Sea.
aswirl within tremendous maelstroms
universal united uninhabitable cauldron
tempered with analogous:
outrageous, portentous
thunderous cacophony in tandem
with thick mucilaginous fog
metaphorically postpartum
nebulous placenta afterbirth
and/or proto planets aborted
per primordial material
slowly (millions of years) coalescence
annealed bubbling primeval soup
engendering (extant
via immeasurably immense stretches of time)
subsequent birth of quasi solar systems
where antediluvian cosmic midwife prepped
quintessential biochemical laboratories
across gamut of space
inexorably incurring, inviting, inuring
pseudo plasmatic phenomenal possibilities
vaguely concatenating, incubating,
nursing inhospitable
wryly, wrought-fully,
write-fully Weltanschauung
respective environmental, geological,
meteorologically rendered seething broth
conglomerations fused inchoate legions
of Ongepatchket protean quixotic
rudimentary shapeless threads
winding up at greased lightening
eventually simmering temperature
thousands of degrees
conducive for indefatigable living organisms
congealing despite galactic Golem
whiplashing microbial unicellular entities
subjecting globular linkedin progenitors
across the countless eons
where hellacious heat gave way to
punks like cool and the gang
drafted heady lagers produced
thickly *** bergs exceptionally humungous ice
hundreds of millions years ago Arctic vortex
preserved intact forebears of this writer
who still retains
one percent genetic Neanderthal Man
stock, lock and barrel.
Difficult Work Thoughts and Output Hourly
Uninhabitable dwellings owned?
Well then I have no running water on my body
Nor do I have a codified structure assembled soundly
Assembly Member Irwin, how are our Lives clashing with your Delegation of budget?
budget?
#asmirwin #mikeytaylor #cagovernor #realdonaldtrump #latimes #nytimes #tonybiasotti
Difficult Work Thoughts and Output Hourly
Uninhabitable dwellings owned?
Well then I have no running water on my body
Nor do I have a codified structure assembled soundly
Assembly Member Irwin, how are our Lives clashing with your Delegation of budget?
budget?
#asmirwin #mikeytaylor #cagovernor #realdonaldtrump #latimes #nytimes #tonybiasotti
On Tue, Oct 14, 2025, 6:48?PM Kevin Mathenia wrote:
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As a result, neither side is willing to give an inch in the standoff, now the fifth-longest shutdown in the country's history
A single edit and we exist.
Clerical pennies.
Regression lines the mold
First articulate article in origin of Congress
To congressional act
Currency becomes framers opening
You first?
#asmirwin #mikeytaylor #cagovernor #robertfkennedyjr #taragendron #realdonaldtrump #latimes #nytimes #tonybiasotti
The Company which keeps titles in time does so in profited excess of allowance as time.
Under Guilty
Titles held in Observation of build, create discussion opposite of direction.
This Co Direction
Company Directions real estate holdings today include delapidated uninhabitable dwellings.
Dwellings owned by the poor.
Letters, titles, transfers and objective to directed finance create a trust opposite of intent.
Assembly Member Irwin are you withdrawn
from holdings described?
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