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Its Hidden Messages in my Texts
worth Examining
you can see the Chosen from The Strangling
beatens an chains
all linked to a prophecy ordained
I've looked through documents for the Author of this Manuscript
Which is me the Key the King to a degree only the oppressors see who exists
science defying the recessive diamond genes to manifest a seed to triumph
We Athletes the Giants
with Might an Speed
Born Supreme a Diamond
still we shine through out all the famine
genocidal manaics
with prideful hatred attached
Forces of evil who masquerades as the Men In Black
with the Neuralizer with a Brain zapped
With a body frame detached to tell fables of raps
i disconnected from the Cable an a fatal impact
rewired my cells so it's able to react to the tornadoes they craft
another dispatch
a brother in the pavement with no pulse to graft
wonder now how savage insane we act
we goin mad is there a way to get back
being the Power Circle
but they mixed pink lemonade in at
generator operator destroyer
i made a general observation to be a detourer
be a general overstating his Order
so they can see his illuminated Aura
we can be Kings we dont got to be gangsters
Gangster is King with the Glory given from the Creator
thats why im letting this Red Pill Orbit
you can see through all our misfortunes through our history Courses of History Horror
we are Glorious
Victorious
I Am Morpheus
who went through a Metamorphosis
who Orbited a Solar Eclipse
an Burned the Moon so the Sun can be Lit
the One in the Matrix close to the Oracle
Zion
im a Lion
who knows the Architect who designed the prints
this supreme mathematics abstracted of the Creators Calculus of my birthday to be in this present state
so you see these prime birthdate numbers is ordinal
Im the Ultimate Warrior
Against Jake the Snake
I Put Snakeskin on my Mocassins
an make chains out of they Vertebrates
an made a Vest out the Lizard Scales
My face shine with the Melanin so now you know why my Pigment isn't Pale
Soul Summoned out the Book of the Dead to Lead Nations out this Wizardry Spell
Into the Body of Israel
10/4/19
"A Better Person"
Long ago I learned it
Nobody on this Earth is
Perfect
That's for certain
I'm determined
To be a better person
As I continue workin'
Ready to handle any burden
Not yet affirmative
We're still not so sure of it
If elsewhere life stirs and exists
A solar system full of curses and gifts
All these strange occurences
In a world that can be merciless
Below and above all surfaces
People being wasteful and others conservative
Food sold with and without preservatives
The first to quit
Far too often people see no way out, instead of the alternative
Stop doing yourself disservices
And making foolish purchases
Focus on virtousness
Considering that nothing remains in a state of permanence
Do you know who Tyler Durden is?
Are you familiar with Copernicus?
Sometimes disasters could've been averted if
People came together instead of trying to worship myths
Anything against the church, king or queen got discouragement
A sudden current shift
During a storm, waves continued to turn and flip
Nearby a ship was about to swerve and tip
So many serpents
Others being impertinent
And then there's those that want to put you in the dirt quick
Yet another work shift
Involving vertebrates
At times, limbs in dire need of a tourniquet
Planes in mid flight, occasionally hit with turbulence
Violent crimes causing mass hysteria and disturbances
Ever occuring festivals and tournaments
Homes with or without trees and ornaments
The greedy take it all, while others get nothing
Even though they earned a bit
At least a third of it
Some of which is interpretative
All these true stories and even more myths
Shout out to a select few herbalists
And journalists
I haven't yet discovered what my purpose is
But, it's all good, I'm still looking with earnestness
Prosper
Appreciate what this globe has to offer
Goodbye, I'm now six feet under where the surface is
Now you know, if you haven't yet heard of it
By: Dalton Ogletree
If function is king, then there aren’t any Types,
but the living show us that’s simply not true.
The class tree is ordered according to forms
and not by the functions a critter can do.
So here’s a conundrum you might find odd:
a superclass known by the name Tetrapod.
Vertebrates these, the four-legged animals:
reptiles, amphibians, and also mammals.
Dinosaurs found here and therefore the birds;
The scope of this superclass: rather absurd.
A feature that all of these share in common:
Four pentadactyl limbs, from the top to the bottom.
Think humerus, radius/ulna, phalanges,
or femur, tibia/fibula, toesies.
All of these critters, extinct and alive
share a limb bone pattern of one, two, and five.
I know that you’re thinking I’m proving the point:
With all that evolving, we must Darwin anoint!
The fittest survive, “Change or Die!” what they say
So why does that one-two-five get in the way?
Are you telling me that to swim, run, or fly
that the one-two-five pattern is the best of all tries?
In bats, five fingers prominent, birds show just two,
But during development, all five are in view.
If you look at a horse or a pig, it’s a ruse!
But in the embryo, those bones will fuse.
No matter the adapting it takes to survive,
They always start out with the one, two, and five.
Three hundred sixty-five million years past:
that’s when the pentadactyl pattern was cast.
What in the world caused this weird isolation?
Such fixation defies Darwin’s explanation.
The limb is just one of the numerous features
that uniquely identify classes of creatures.
An a-functional body plan resisting change…
Even Gould veered from Darwin, finding this rather strange.
I want to grab onto every moment as it passes
I don't want to replace the old with the new
I don't want anything to change
but I'm satisfied with nothing
I don't want to live far from my family
but I'm moving out west after
graduation
I don't want to grow up
but I can't wait for my own family
to love
I don't want to replace the old with the new
but the only thing that lasts is change
I'm grabbing onto every moment as it passes
storing it in my bones and in my notebooks
they are the same thing.
My spine is the spiral from a 3-subject college bound,
my vertebrates the lines between everything
that I'm filling up, 5-pages a day.
I want to grab onto every moment as it passes
write it down and use it to keep myself standing
when I'm old and falling as I answer the phone,
like my Nana.
I don't know where I'm going
but I know exactly what I want.
Vibrational vertabrims vanquish vertebrates on a vista. But custard once opened must be consumed within eleven hours and forty three minutes. But eleven hours and forty three years is a time old game of chess on a blanket in a midday swish. Pull that curtain in dramatic style then. And keep no pin aside forntonpaintnan is a place in which a very nice ambient picnic can be held. In all seasons. No wolla wolla wolla. Ok. Good. Placid relief off a two ton steak who arrives on six legs with a knife, some mustard, ten jars of jelly, and a spoon. Wow. Must be the radio that can be heard and located through those bushes next to the five mile field. Fetching feeling frame fraud freshing freedoms. And a whirl of anticoagulant with a jam. Turning. Wow. Giant bee. Waving. Weary not a ghost of a station guard. Now dance. Merrily. Now drink. And a nice leaf that is green is not a rainbow calling card. Ok. Wow. Xxxxx baby bear before being brought baths xxxxx and a caped nursery rhyme clapping. Xxxxx merciless miracle moving. *** and a dome. Xxxx and a hahahahahahahaha to all of that. Yes all of that. Xxxx procrastination Z xxxx polarisation pickling xxxxx declassified z
Form:
Adapting around.
Salutations to the salamander which is an extraordinary being;
It can live in water it's whole life like a fish or walk on land both life giving;
they have normally four toes on the front legs and five digits on both of the receding;
when they are young they are velvet to touch and when they get older become slippery in feeling;
like most vertebrates they are not because instead of lungs they can have gills for breathing;
salamanders don't like being touched as they secrete poison from their glands in case anything near one fancies eating;
the amazing salamander has no external ears but they can detect many colours of the spectrum through determining sight seeing;
they say they are most like frogs and reproduce in quite the same way but when a salamander loses a limb they can reproduce duplicating regenerating healing;
so the salamander is the closest to perfection of any living being because it can adapt to it's surrounding rather than changing the surrounding it's living.
Form:
Zebras are stripy I’m sure you can see,
Yaks chewing cud as slow as can be,
X-ray tetra in the aquarium are seen,
Warthogs with curly, white tusks that gleam,
Vertebrates aplenty, some invertebrates too,
Usually are seen at a visit to a zoo.
Tapirs with their long funny noses,
Slithering snakes in glass fronted enclosures,
Roaring tigers with camouflage stripe,
Quizzical otters eat eggs that they like,
Puma black prowls through the bush,
Orange orangutans needing a brush.
Never one to refuse a tasty dish
Macaroni penguins smell of fish,
Lions in the sunlight all day sleeping,
Komodo dragons quietly creeping,
Javan Rhinoceros with skin like armour,
Indian elephants size makes such drama,
Hippos with their mouths open wide,
Galapagos tortoise, oh what a prize!
Fennec fox with really long ears,
Endangered animals that people fear,
Dangerous animals taking a nap,
Caiman and crocodile waiting to snap,
Bold zoo keepers picking up poo,
All able to be seen at a trip to the zoo.
Beating heart, fleeting starts
Beating so now beats seemingly
This old heartbeats sure is new heart
Such mine heart beats such a heart does
A hollow muscular soul organ vertebrates
That by its rhythmic assure contraction acts
A force pump WITH THE LUNGS maintains
-ing the circulation of the blood Spiritual the
seat of life or strength means mind, soul,
Spirit,entire emotions nature understand
In the central wisdom of feeling as
Opposed to the head-wisdom
Of reason synonymous in
With affection
Love
7/15/24
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2024©
*Inspired by Cheryl Hoffman’s “The Skin We’re In” — Go read it!
On a turkey it's called a wattle
on a moose, "the bell," (not “the bottle”)
Those batlike things?
(too small - see wings)
dewlaps*, odd appendages we coddle
We're prisoners of the skin we’re in
some have it thick, some have it real thin
It may seem quite brittle,
when splatted with spittle,
it sloughs right off, again and again
So gobble some buffalo wings
fluffle up your wattle and sing,
“Don’t be obtuse.
I’m not a moose!
I’m a turkey, you big ding-a-ling!"
(*A dewlap is a longitudinal flap of skin that hangs beneath the lower jaw or neck of many vertebrates. While the term is usually used in this specific context, it can also be used to include other structures occurring in the same body area with a similar aspect, such as those caused by a double chin or the submandibular vocal sac of a frog. Source: Wikipedia)
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Through the journey, life arrives
Underwater – start their lives
Stable neither hot nor cold
Soft tiny eggs there to behold
Of such a time, lay vulnerable
For many eggs is tactical
Protection of the animal
Camouflaged with gravel
Frogs and toad, amphibian class
Eggs that float in jelly mass
From tadpole to a metamorph
The stages of which to transform
The brooding pouch of the seahorse
Protection from an outside force
Hatch of species, tiny fry
Plankton their to multiply
Yolk sac feed, young fish growing
Strengthened muscles for swimming
Insect eggs and prawn relish
Hunting groups for bigger fish
Gliding through in forward motion
Darker depths of the ocean
Water wonders plentiful
Such vertebrates are wonderful
Written by Geraldine Taylor ©