Low-effort is the mission
Low-effort's a decision
Low-effort ambition
Low-effort nutrition
Low-effort corruption
Low-effort seductions
Low-effort deductions
Low-effort assassins
Low-effort passion
Low-effort fashion
Low-effort obesity
Low-effort poetry
Low-effort parents
Low-effort presents
Low-effort president
Low-effort arrogance
Low-effort adolescents
Low-effort embarrassment
Low-effort communication
Low-effort conversations
Low-effort imaginations
Low-effort motivations
Low-effort deterriation
Low-effort information
Low-effort physicians
Low-effort inhibitions
Low-effort politicians
Low-effort inspiration
Low-effort education
Low-effort vacation
Low-effort nation
Low-effort voting
Low-effort tech
Low-effort sex
Low-eff
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A song for this:
Sexy to Someone by Clairo
act like you know (feat. Muni Long) [E]
The biggest question of our time
Is low vs high trust culture.
Which one do you want to live in
And be part of?
There is a difference you know,
Valid differences based on how people act.
Do you want your neighbors to act with integrity
Or with impunity?
If you say impunity, you don’t even belong
In a first world nation.
Either go back
Or take a visit and don’t come back,
High trust is, as with all trust,
Something earned not given.
(9/14/26)
Part of being young
Is a belief in the power of hope
Part of growing up
Is the realization that hope
Has nothing to do with actual life.
Like Yoda said, you either do or don’t do
There is no try, as there is no hope.
This is just part of growing up, but
Some of us have been dumbed down
So our growth has been slowed
And so our idealism lasts well into adulthood.
It takes a combination
Of high hope and low IQ
To support communism, you know,
The political and economic philosophy
The depends on other people’s money.
Its supporters are usually divided into two groups;
The poor without much to lose and lots to gain
(Or so they hope)
And the elite who know wealth concentrates at the top
No matter what economic system is followed.
Low IQ is essential,
And sadly also accompanies being poor,
Because the actual result of communism
Is just more poverty and less freedom.
All around the lessons of history are clear
And yet all around its students put on blinders
Hoping, against all odds, with their stunted IQ
That this time they will get it right.
(8/20/26)
From tip of tongue
to baby toe
I want to feel as You know I know
from tip of nose
to back of knee
I want to feel what You need of me
lay down those thoughts
drop each of those worries
fall further down to the floor feels hurried
from brow to lips
from neck to naple
Im here again lets
feel less stable
Fascination for the low life part of town
Down the street your head spins round
Don't be caught alone around here night
Bring a gun or you’ll get knifed
By a Gracemont Methhead low life
Don't be born into Okie society
Pay for love, the hate comes free
You’ll have enough money for the rest of your life
If you don’t marry some Latina tramp low life
Don't know exactly where I am
Woke up in my clothes again this morning
I must have sampled the Mexican clam
Didn’t wear a condom ignoring the doctor's warning
I’ve been here too long to be afraid anymore
Can't reach the bed so I sleep on the floor
You can get so stoned you think you can fly
But there is no way you’ll get high
In the Oklahoma low life
A beautiful chicken sandwich
That came from Chick-fil a
I wished I'd fixed a Manwich
That bought sandwich was horrible~ aye
I wish at Chick-fil-a I had let it stay
The chicken breast looked dire
As if cooked on a filthy grill
'Twould make my cooking look higher
Almost chef inspired with frills
It was dry and tasteless
Oh! My! I couldn't eat much 'twas wasteless
The bread had an scent
It wasn't skunk or mold,
On eating it I was not bent
If I could be so bold
And that Lettuce, a disgrace
I now understand why
It was on the low cal menu place
None could eat more than few bites sigh
If bought, their appetite would definitely go
I will never as long as memory holds
Order another one from there ~so
This story I bravely tell you bold....
I have ordered other items from there and they were edible so I would get something else there is everyone wanted Chick-Fil-A.
Bends the elm at night, my darling
Branches rustling – here we are!
Early withered leaves keep falling
Some of them are flying far
Once I tried to follow these
My attempt to fly went wrong
Couldn’t catch a stronger breeze
That would take me to your home
As the darkness grows I see
That the nearest branch waves low
And it hisses - love, it’s me
I just came to say hello…
golden dawn spans bright
larks soar up high with sweet songs~
spirit of the air
larks fly in high skies
yet build their nests on low grounds~
lesson of meekness.
Sulfurous pipettes steamed the last omega-crystal, the sore branch leeches its last resplendence of the season, and bookish kept in the bow of the festoon of leaves, and simple guurlick fabled and abreeze, and so the fruit spins eons and greater fawning realizations. If it was given perchance a look that it does actually have like saphire light that is without blueish asks, lesser boughs keel and balk and besties look for the lowest mark, and coax when next the wicked wind, that throws this fruit from timid limbs and unfurls that one waxing pearl, the low hanging fruit artfully yearns.
One can say my skies aren’t lofty
And my style does not appeal
To their taste I’m too low key
They don’t care if I’m real
Or a shadow of bygone
If I’m living or deceased
If I’m right or if I’m wrong
They can’t bother less – I’m pleased
With attention I provide
I respect the time they waste
Reading words I couldn’t hide
Just to fit some little taste.
Principles of mod
Cantor is interlopers
and Cantrix is a
romantic saboteur.
Mixolydian is there
religion Lydian the
emotional character
in description of
"the Sleaze or
there way of Being"
sai this way of performing
is the sense of shoddiness
defined by there acts
which is due to the fact
of Cantrix and Cantor's
disloyalty to there
defined roles.
Charters in the Scripts
of love they deviate from
the purpose of there
togetherness and are seen
as misleading in the presence
of there audience.
.Core motivations needed
definedment because they are
obligated to others
Assocate members found
them in Chaos as there passions
for one another showed on stage.
Limiting there perform
and replacing them
were mentioned.
Guitar and Saxophone were seen as sexy
but this performance
scale back that assessment.
Feeling like I’m floating
Whole world soft and distant
Sinking into my blankets
While the morning stays persistent
Monday hits the door
My eyes aren’t open
Mind drifts off again
I keep hoping
Grey clouds spreading out
The sky won’t stop pouring
Streets talking loud
My mind keeps ignoring
The day says move
My soul says not yet
I’d rather stay in bed
Light up calm and reset
Cause the more you push
The less life agrees
Loosen your grip
You’ll get what you need
I would think? Its the stronger way to go..Buyers will always chase a good
Deal, and it negates more war damage
Just ' my feel ' thats what I would do, were
I Iran? $75 bucks a barrel, would be my plan ' Let market forces lead the way, a
Whole worlds economy.' Is whats at stake
I hear many pundits say.' Well let them
beat a path to Tehrans door' even if its overland as
Far as i last heard.? Basic sanity and maths ( have yet to be banned! )
Thought you were family so I put you first.
Forgot, sometimes, family's who does you the worst.
They can be the reason you're either blessed or you're cursed.
Kicking through the fallen leaves of a lifetime's memories
'live large' comes to mind and to quote the same old lines
seize the day and make hay while the sun still shines
tho' only the good die young
don't think the bad survive
when on high the end is nigh truth be told young and old
no one gets out of here alive
watching the wake I left behind through calm and stormy seas
'live wide' occurs to me not to choose the same old lot
carpe diem and then strike while the iron is yet hot
for when our time has come
let's hope we made the most
then bingo it's time to go our number's called
the rug is pulled no one escapes yes we're all toast
and wherever on this earth we roam
to the place of our birth we'll return
make no mistake you'll learn
we all take the Low Road home
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