and, the numbers were indeed''' or, even daresay, amusing?
***
John Kerry: Oil and gas workers put out of work will have 'better choices' like making solar panelsJohn Kerry: Oil and gas workers put out of work will have 'better choices' like making solar panels
"So. Earl. Ya heard that there new man in charge of the White House is making us change jobs?"
"Yup. Heard that." Earl was busy cleaning up the parts of a busted bearing.
"So. Whatcha gonna do now that we can't be working as welders"
"Well. I heard thar was gonna be choices. So I looked into it and saw that there is sure thing job making solar panels."
"No shit? Solar panels?"
"Yup. So I'm gonna go for the job. Sure beats cleaning sewers or such." (spit with emphasis) And what are you going to choose to be<]"?"
Frank pondered a bit, and then smiling, said, "A ballerina!"
Writers Parasite [Contains Adult Language & Situations]
Moderator: Editors
"It's a full moon. Can we play, stick'-a-fork-in-robin's eye?"
Sure. But let me tell you what parasite. First you have to get a stick and being there are none in this place, you'd have to roll outside and then continue rolling for at least a mile to find a tree, and then roll back. Remember, it's uphill each way... And it's freezing...And you'll probably slip in the snow and poke out one of your eyes...
Sigh. "Okay, no stick then. Hey! How about a good kick to the balls!"
You don't have any, parasite.
"You do though. Great big ones!"
And you know this, how?
"You don't think i know everything about you? What a joke. And. And. Hey! That's the cattle prod. No. Noooo!"
HeeHee (the parasite needs an 'adjustment periodically)
***
Forest soul of the howling beast
Foul the mood of those souls tasting breath
Finding favor of the test
They howl to keep the Dragons path clear
Feet to glide in ponderous weight
As they carry a moon on their backs.
Sure. But let me tell you what parasite. First you have to get a stick and being there are none in this place, you'd have to roll outside and then continue rolling for at least a mile to find a tree, and then roll back. Remember, it's uphill each way... And it's freezing...And you'll probably slip in the snow and poke out one of your eyes...
Sigh. "Okay, no stick then. Hey! How about a good kick to the balls!"
You don't have any, parasite.
"You do though. Great big ones!"
And you know this, how?
"You don't think i know everything about you? What a joke. And. And. Hey! That's the cattle prod. No. Noooo!"
HeeHee (the parasite needs an 'adjustment periodically)
***
Forest soul of the howling beast
Foul the mood of those souls tasting breath
Finding favor of the test
They howl to keep the Dragons path clear
Feet to glide in ponderous weight
As they carry a moon on their backs.
Re: Writers Parasite [Contains Adult Language & Situations]
it never stops you know. never will, never can. exacerbation perhaps some anger, some blame, excuses, even some laughter and yet, it never stops you know. never will, never can...
for all of it though, it is in the smells. Smells so many and varied, getting stronger by the moment.
such a simple smell. each rock unique in odor. each tree, animal, thought...
pungent stench of a country lost in itself
sweet aroma a child's laugh
comforting kitchen moments as an elder speaks
remember when i wanted you to fly with me, to ride the wings of night and day
talons grasping nested grass?
It does no matter, nor why when their is freedom of expression, to be what it is, to be you
So, yes, the smell are getting stronger, the feelings of forever...
as grass grows into a home there in my mind,
where stands
a tree.
for all of it though, it is in the smells. Smells so many and varied, getting stronger by the moment.
such a simple smell. each rock unique in odor. each tree, animal, thought...
pungent stench of a country lost in itself
sweet aroma a child's laugh
comforting kitchen moments as an elder speaks
remember when i wanted you to fly with me, to ride the wings of night and day
talons grasping nested grass?
It does no matter, nor why when their is freedom of expression, to be what it is, to be you
So, yes, the smell are getting stronger, the feelings of forever...
as grass grows into a home there in my mind,
where stands
a tree.
Re: Writers Parasite [Contains Adult Language & Situations]
"Bbbuurrrp!"
You okay parasite? Sounds like something inside just came out.
"I'm fine. I'm just glad I found all that gum under the table at the restaurant. What a treasure chest of flavor!?"
i know what beer leads too.
***
;jfaklds
sitting in the folds of cloud
shuttled
shelter
there, a roiling motion of black...
and there, mirrored reflection of white...
so random
so precise
within within, and then turning left, and then turning right...
a pink rose, a warm wind, a soaring dove.
You okay parasite? Sounds like something inside just came out.
"I'm fine. I'm just glad I found all that gum under the table at the restaurant. What a treasure chest of flavor!?"
i know what beer leads too.
***
;jfaklds
sitting in the folds of cloud
shuttled
shelter
there, a roiling motion of black...
and there, mirrored reflection of white...
so random
so precise
within within, and then turning left, and then turning right...
a pink rose, a warm wind, a soaring dove.
Re: Writers Parasite [Contains Adult Language & Situations]
Hey agent Barton. You are definitely going to get what you fear,, only it will be much worse than anything left too long in the oven.
And all so very inspiring when ignorance and stupidity is involved.
***
There is a reason why weakness of a government is so easy to expose
Spartans knew this lesson very well
It seems the power stems from the voices of those in power
only to become lost once the ashes cool
and darkness covers the land.
Powerful armies with bombs, ships, tanks.
Airplanes and satellites, even space ships...
Only, are they powerful by themselves or because of those who service them?
Artificial intelligence can only go so far unless the artificial is removed
leaving intelligence in charge
but what be the goal?
Victory?
Defeat?
Something?
Nothing?
Blustering politicians so in love with themselves
Citizens easily lulled into a technology relief
until there comes the day
there is no one left to defend themselves...
So many will die a death of horror so easily avoided in times of common sense
now replaced with the strength of insanity
lack of respect
loss of morality
aversion to real peace
and it must be said, a true identified hate of God and love.
All is not lost though, as in the coming darkness there will always remain the light
Simple
Easy
Enjoyable
Peaceful
And quiet, free from the disease of mankind and all of its evil hate.
And all so very inspiring when ignorance and stupidity is involved.
***
There is a reason why weakness of a government is so easy to expose
Spartans knew this lesson very well
It seems the power stems from the voices of those in power
only to become lost once the ashes cool
and darkness covers the land.
Powerful armies with bombs, ships, tanks.
Airplanes and satellites, even space ships...
Only, are they powerful by themselves or because of those who service them?
Artificial intelligence can only go so far unless the artificial is removed
leaving intelligence in charge
but what be the goal?
Victory?
Defeat?
Something?
Nothing?
Blustering politicians so in love with themselves
Citizens easily lulled into a technology relief
until there comes the day
there is no one left to defend themselves...
So many will die a death of horror so easily avoided in times of common sense
now replaced with the strength of insanity
lack of respect
loss of morality
aversion to real peace
and it must be said, a true identified hate of God and love.
All is not lost though, as in the coming darkness there will always remain the light
Simple
Easy
Enjoyable
Peaceful
And quiet, free from the disease of mankind and all of its evil hate.
Re: Writers Parasite [Contains Adult Language & Situations]
Susan was visiting her friend in Florida. She lived in New York city of which lately was a crazy place of Covid restrictions and closures of business, so it was a relief that she could sit on the beach, in a bikini, without a mask, and could relax.
"Ever watch the movie, Jaws?" Paul asked Susan.
"No. I heard that was an old movie where it became famous for the scary music...dadump, dadump, dadump..."
"Yeah. The music was pretty killer and the shark they used was awesome."
"Are there sharks here?" Susan asked.
"You bet there are. Big ones too! You better be careful going into the water."
"I have no intentions of swimming. I just want to relax and get a nice tan. New York is not known for sunshine."
Susan was correct. New York was once a vibrant city filled with life but with terrorist attacks, political bickering and now a virus, it was a dark and gloomy place. Those with money were escaping the city like rats from a sinking ship.
No, Susan was content to just bask in the Florida sun and enjoy the peace and quiet. Her friend Paul, went off in search of a toilet.
Just offshore, a large fin sliced the water like a fighter jet soaring through the cloud above. It was the fin that the driver of a beach machine was focused on. The driver did not see Susan laying in front of the machine.
Susan screamed as the machine bore down on her but it was too late. The machine cut her in two, and in the distance the shark fin submerged while the music, dadump, dadump, dadump... was heard.
"Ever watch the movie, Jaws?" Paul asked Susan.
"No. I heard that was an old movie where it became famous for the scary music...dadump, dadump, dadump..."
"Yeah. The music was pretty killer and the shark they used was awesome."
"Are there sharks here?" Susan asked.
"You bet there are. Big ones too! You better be careful going into the water."
"I have no intentions of swimming. I just want to relax and get a nice tan. New York is not known for sunshine."
Susan was correct. New York was once a vibrant city filled with life but with terrorist attacks, political bickering and now a virus, it was a dark and gloomy place. Those with money were escaping the city like rats from a sinking ship.
No, Susan was content to just bask in the Florida sun and enjoy the peace and quiet. Her friend Paul, went off in search of a toilet.
Just offshore, a large fin sliced the water like a fighter jet soaring through the cloud above. It was the fin that the driver of a beach machine was focused on. The driver did not see Susan laying in front of the machine.
Susan screamed as the machine bore down on her but it was too late. The machine cut her in two, and in the distance the shark fin submerged while the music, dadump, dadump, dadump... was heard.
Re: Writers Parasite [Contains Adult Language & Situations]
Hey parasite. How many masks are you wearing today?
"Twenty two and a half."
I can understand wearing twenty. One can never be too safe. Maybe the government should consider full body hazmat suits with their own air supply? However, I'm curious, why are you wearing a half mask?
"Cuz in the toilet paper shortage due to the virus we ran out of shit wipe and I had to use some of the mask."
Sounds logical.
"How come you're not wearing a mask? It's the LAW! For gosh sakes, you are endangering the lives of millions."
Yeah. Right. I'd say i am not just endangering lives of millions but rather the entire population of Earth...
"Oh. Yeah. I forgot. Never mind. I'm gonna go see if I can find some more masks and make sure the fallout shelter is stocked with toilet paper. Masks make horrible shit wipe material."
You do that parasite. You do that.
***
Children play the games as if adults
Girls with their tea parties
Boys with their toy trucks and pistols.
Adults play the games as if adults
Women with their cosmetics and voice
Men with their trucks and pistols.
This is what humans play; games... Games and more games based on nothing more than wants and desires
Others do not play games as they are the game changers
Others fight Others and in such horrific, real, ways
Others want this world to survive and exist in ways they favor
Others want this world destroyed
what is it i want?
i want to forget i was ever here, and leaning more and more to side with the Others.
"Twenty two and a half."
I can understand wearing twenty. One can never be too safe. Maybe the government should consider full body hazmat suits with their own air supply? However, I'm curious, why are you wearing a half mask?
"Cuz in the toilet paper shortage due to the virus we ran out of shit wipe and I had to use some of the mask."
Sounds logical.
"How come you're not wearing a mask? It's the LAW! For gosh sakes, you are endangering the lives of millions."
Yeah. Right. I'd say i am not just endangering lives of millions but rather the entire population of Earth...
"Oh. Yeah. I forgot. Never mind. I'm gonna go see if I can find some more masks and make sure the fallout shelter is stocked with toilet paper. Masks make horrible shit wipe material."
You do that parasite. You do that.
***
Children play the games as if adults
Girls with their tea parties
Boys with their toy trucks and pistols.
Adults play the games as if adults
Women with their cosmetics and voice
Men with their trucks and pistols.
This is what humans play; games... Games and more games based on nothing more than wants and desires
Others do not play games as they are the game changers
Others fight Others and in such horrific, real, ways
Others want this world to survive and exist in ways they favor
Others want this world destroyed
what is it i want?
i want to forget i was ever here, and leaning more and more to side with the Others.
Re: Writers Parasite [Contains Adult Language & Situations]
Kiss of Death
She was beautiful.
Everyone said she was beautiful.
Even those that died after saying she was beautiful, died with a smile on their face.
Something strange about her though... Beautiful in the physical sense for sure. Even her charming personality was beautiful.
Her laugh was wonderful.
Her intelligence way above normal.
Maybe the strange part about her was that everyone she kissed... died within a day.
Her kiss was not aimed at anyone in particular. It killed men just as it killed women. It killed children, dogs, cats; any creature alive that was kissed by her; died.
This story is a bit strange as it all sounds like it has been written before... 'The Kiss of Death!' Oh, my, scary shit.
A beautiful female with soft, beckoning lips. Killing. Death.
But it is not strange as one of the most powerful attractions of loving emotions is the smile and kiss from a young child. She was only four years old and already she had killed both of her parents. A couple of uncles and aunts. So many people dead from her deadly charms.
It will be interesting to see how many people die once she matures and becomes sexually active.
She was beautiful.
Everyone said she was beautiful.
Even those that died after saying she was beautiful, died with a smile on their face.
Something strange about her though... Beautiful in the physical sense for sure. Even her charming personality was beautiful.
Her laugh was wonderful.
Her intelligence way above normal.
Maybe the strange part about her was that everyone she kissed... died within a day.
Her kiss was not aimed at anyone in particular. It killed men just as it killed women. It killed children, dogs, cats; any creature alive that was kissed by her; died.
This story is a bit strange as it all sounds like it has been written before... 'The Kiss of Death!' Oh, my, scary shit.
A beautiful female with soft, beckoning lips. Killing. Death.
But it is not strange as one of the most powerful attractions of loving emotions is the smile and kiss from a young child. She was only four years old and already she had killed both of her parents. A couple of uncles and aunts. So many people dead from her deadly charms.
It will be interesting to see how many people die once she matures and becomes sexually active.
Re: Writers Parasite [Contains Adult Language & Situations]
She was a cat named, Molly.
Molly was a nice cat and a friend to her owner, Marsha.
She had a little silver bell around her neck and she would jingle as she did her pounce on a unsuspecting mouse.
Basking in the sun. Eating when she wanted. Sleeping. Molly had a great life, that is, until the day she sauntered across the street and got crushed by some truck tires.
That was okay as Molly was reincarnated and is now a stripper in Vegas who titillates and inspires dreams of lust with the men ogling her smooth moves.
Her new stripper name is also appropriate...Kitty.
"Martha! For god's sake, save the children!"
Molly was a nice cat and a friend to her owner, Marsha.
She had a little silver bell around her neck and she would jingle as she did her pounce on a unsuspecting mouse.
Basking in the sun. Eating when she wanted. Sleeping. Molly had a great life, that is, until the day she sauntered across the street and got crushed by some truck tires.
That was okay as Molly was reincarnated and is now a stripper in Vegas who titillates and inspires dreams of lust with the men ogling her smooth moves.
Her new stripper name is also appropriate...Kitty.
"Martha! For god's sake, save the children!"
Re: Writers Parasite [Contains Adult Language & Situations]
To build it. Truly, when things heard.
to humane, too
This candle allows the honor of your name
This night, receive it
let the fragrance illuminate the eyes of Heaven
Morning star of eternity
Death shall have no domain
this
forever and ever.
Amen
*
*
*
Disjointed ambiguity although it may seem
and... wait for it... wait...
(0)
(snip)
it was, just, here...
oh
i
see...
Fantastic!
to humane, too
This candle allows the honor of your name
This night, receive it
let the fragrance illuminate the eyes of Heaven
Morning star of eternity
Death shall have no domain
this
forever and ever.
Amen
*
*
*
Disjointed ambiguity although it may seem
and... wait for it... wait...
(0)
(snip)
it was, just, here...
oh
i
see...
Fantastic!
Re: Writers Parasite [Contains Adult Language & Situations]
in such situations, the mind sees and hears when in answer
it wants to say so much
listening to a heart beat
outside, the sky showed the drama of day
inside, the night sky hides the snow flakes
a candle flame brings it all together
it is strange, don't you think?
how it all is and is not
when really, it is
in good and bad
it is always is
the same ones.
it wants to say so much
listening to a heart beat
outside, the sky showed the drama of day
inside, the night sky hides the snow flakes
a candle flame brings it all together
it is strange, don't you think?
how it all is and is not
when really, it is
in good and bad
it is always is
the same ones.
Re: Writers Parasite [Contains Adult Language & Situations]
(memory check... pending, pending, 'click' )
Inspiration, received.
***
John Deere, a place where mankind meets machine
and
it is
a place
where one once had a dream
Parts and pieces there while surrounded by
toys
smiles
for all of this moment
and while words turn in pictures
so many minds at peace.
Inspiration, received.
***
John Deere, a place where mankind meets machine
and
it is
a place
where one once had a dream
Parts and pieces there while surrounded by
toys
smiles
for all of this moment
and while words turn in pictures
so many minds at peace.
Re: Writers Parasite [Contains Adult Language & Situations]
"So. Winter again? Boring if you ask me."
Nobody is asking you.
"Well, you're talking to me... What are you admitting? That you're a nobody."
Parasite. I am starting to warm up to you... Wanna snuggle?
"ARggh~!" Amazing how a purple blob can move when in mortal fear.
See ya later parasite. Hug?
"Arggh!"
*
The input of data to the computer was seamless. Words from every facet of communication was absorbed and stored in a machine older than the 1953 Buick wagon sitting outside in a parking lot full of dust.
Every incident involving people involved language. It involved words made with such vibrating sounds.
There was the sound of a man yelling at his dog for shitting on the floor. There was sound of a beautiful woman taking a sensual shower with her imagination.
Sounds of anger. Sounds of laughter. Sadness. Happiness. Life. Death.
How many meaning to the layers of simple and yet complex?
Nobody knows
Which is good by me.
Nobody is asking you.
"Well, you're talking to me... What are you admitting? That you're a nobody."
Parasite. I am starting to warm up to you... Wanna snuggle?
"ARggh~!" Amazing how a purple blob can move when in mortal fear.
See ya later parasite. Hug?
"Arggh!"
*
The input of data to the computer was seamless. Words from every facet of communication was absorbed and stored in a machine older than the 1953 Buick wagon sitting outside in a parking lot full of dust.
Every incident involving people involved language. It involved words made with such vibrating sounds.
There was the sound of a man yelling at his dog for shitting on the floor. There was sound of a beautiful woman taking a sensual shower with her imagination.
Sounds of anger. Sounds of laughter. Sadness. Happiness. Life. Death.
How many meaning to the layers of simple and yet complex?
Nobody knows
Which is good by me.
Re: Writers Parasite [Contains Adult Language & Situations]
Goth was in a mood best described as, hostile.
Brushing the light dusting of snow off his shoulders, he entered one of the many establishments where one found warmth in drink and whore.
"You. Drink. Bring me drink!" Goth had chosen the path of numbing his mind with alcohol. In this district of this kingdom, the drink was known for its potency.
"Yes sir, " the barmaid nodded as she also wore a sly smile as she had known Goth from earlier bouts of drinking. His coin was flowing as much as his cock, and for her both were good for business.
Goth sat there enjoying the drink and the glow of heat coming from the massive fireplace. Other men sat there drinking and pinching the ass of many a maid. Some women of fine warrior skill also sat in the room and left the affairs of the world to the world. They cared nothing for company other than the company of drink.
Goth cared nothing for anyone in this room. His mind was still upon the completion of a recent battle and his body ached for reprieve. As he sat there he noticed a small child sitting in the corner, staring at him.
He tried to ignore the stare, but...
Brushing the light dusting of snow off his shoulders, he entered one of the many establishments where one found warmth in drink and whore.
"You. Drink. Bring me drink!" Goth had chosen the path of numbing his mind with alcohol. In this district of this kingdom, the drink was known for its potency.
"Yes sir, " the barmaid nodded as she also wore a sly smile as she had known Goth from earlier bouts of drinking. His coin was flowing as much as his cock, and for her both were good for business.
Goth sat there enjoying the drink and the glow of heat coming from the massive fireplace. Other men sat there drinking and pinching the ass of many a maid. Some women of fine warrior skill also sat in the room and left the affairs of the world to the world. They cared nothing for company other than the company of drink.
Goth cared nothing for anyone in this room. His mind was still upon the completion of a recent battle and his body ached for reprieve. As he sat there he noticed a small child sitting in the corner, staring at him.
He tried to ignore the stare, but...
Re: Writers Parasite [Contains Adult Language & Situations]
War Birds
Gilded cage of shackled peace
Replete with a lock of diamond
Morning doves so docile feeding from the hands holding earthly power
High above the canyons, rivers, mountains, oceans, deserts, fields and plain flew an Eagle
Aloof
Uncaring it seemed as even the clouds themselves ignored its shadow.
Missions of Wind and storm, free from any of landed things
Until hearing the call
Immortal
Unleashed a heart of stone heated hotter than flames
Talons expanded to begin the fall
Coming with vengeance, with power, with skill and ordered demand...
Descending to bring justice upon a world gone mad
And when the mission complete, to tear apart the cage, unlock as cast away the treasures of man
Once again for a moment to fly side-by-side, with the doves.
Gilded cage of shackled peace
Replete with a lock of diamond
Morning doves so docile feeding from the hands holding earthly power
High above the canyons, rivers, mountains, oceans, deserts, fields and plain flew an Eagle
Aloof
Uncaring it seemed as even the clouds themselves ignored its shadow.
Missions of Wind and storm, free from any of landed things
Until hearing the call
Immortal
Unleashed a heart of stone heated hotter than flames
Talons expanded to begin the fall
Coming with vengeance, with power, with skill and ordered demand...
Descending to bring justice upon a world gone mad
And when the mission complete, to tear apart the cage, unlock as cast away the treasures of man
Once again for a moment to fly side-by-side, with the doves.
Re: Writers Parasite [Contains Adult Language & Situations]
HUMBL. Interesting. Fucking fantastic to being nothing from nothing. Crypto. Salve for a society thinking it is new while the old silently dies in bed.
Nursing homes. Homes of elders dying while gripping onto insurance forms, tax forms, utility bills.
Youth caring for nothing more than sex, social media, looks... Like a puppy discovering they can eat their own shit.
Used to be the, me, generation. What is it now? It is nothing but dust in the wind... truly... nothing more than a playtoy for what is and will never change.
8
***
8
Money
"Do you have change for a $20?"
Ten lira
Forty peso
Eighty rubles
"Hey ma, the government is gonna pay my student loans! Is that great or what."
"How much is an abortion? It's free? That is great! I'll take three please."
(pausing for a few years until the fingers decide to come to ground again)
What use is coin or tribute to what can never be bought, borrowed, loaned?
When you are free there is nothing of which can imprison you or your soul
There is nothing of this world that can capture or contain
If you try to destroy or create, you will fail
for i am the Wind
Alive
Eternal
Forever
Free.
Nursing homes. Homes of elders dying while gripping onto insurance forms, tax forms, utility bills.
Youth caring for nothing more than sex, social media, looks... Like a puppy discovering they can eat their own shit.
Used to be the, me, generation. What is it now? It is nothing but dust in the wind... truly... nothing more than a playtoy for what is and will never change.
8
***
8
Money
"Do you have change for a $20?"
Ten lira
Forty peso
Eighty rubles
"Hey ma, the government is gonna pay my student loans! Is that great or what."
"How much is an abortion? It's free? That is great! I'll take three please."
(pausing for a few years until the fingers decide to come to ground again)
What use is coin or tribute to what can never be bought, borrowed, loaned?
When you are free there is nothing of which can imprison you or your soul
There is nothing of this world that can capture or contain
If you try to destroy or create, you will fail
for i am the Wind
Alive
Eternal
Forever
Free.
Re: Writers Parasite [Contains Adult Language & Situations]
"Yawn... Mmm, whatcha eating moron? Can I have some?"
Sure parasite. Eggs, bacon, blue cheese... All piled on toast and nuked in the microwave.
"For being a dick you sure eat good."
Well parasite, for being a pussy you're sure fun to fuck with.
"Thanks! You're in a good mood this morning. Did you have a good bowel movement or fondle yourself again?"
Naw. Had a great night. Finding earth is causing too much stress and anxiety. Played in some other Worlds last night. Fucking fantastic!
"I was there too, remember? Looked to me like you were being tortured. I would have helped but those off-world dolphins are... uhm... well..."
I know parasite. I know. Great huh?
"As you say, inspirational."
***
Riding the Rays
It is
easy...
Opened the door to my mind and left the state of kind
Chose a new set of clothes; soft; metallic; sheer; leaving a coarse to find
There their is no Time
Nothing to harm, nothing to kill or maim
Intellect beyond earthly minds, filling the body to the brink of full with kind
99-7-22-444-3-10 (insert mental picture and rotate four ways) complete.
In hand, a staff of living bee's; humming a song of such unity while moths carried light in kind
In his eyes, the care and love shined!
It
Is
Good...
Indeed!
Sure parasite. Eggs, bacon, blue cheese... All piled on toast and nuked in the microwave.
"For being a dick you sure eat good."
Well parasite, for being a pussy you're sure fun to fuck with.
"Thanks! You're in a good mood this morning. Did you have a good bowel movement or fondle yourself again?"
Naw. Had a great night. Finding earth is causing too much stress and anxiety. Played in some other Worlds last night. Fucking fantastic!
"I was there too, remember? Looked to me like you were being tortured. I would have helped but those off-world dolphins are... uhm... well..."
I know parasite. I know. Great huh?
"As you say, inspirational."
***
Riding the Rays
It is
easy...
Opened the door to my mind and left the state of kind
Chose a new set of clothes; soft; metallic; sheer; leaving a coarse to find
There their is no Time
Nothing to harm, nothing to kill or maim
Intellect beyond earthly minds, filling the body to the brink of full with kind
99-7-22-444-3-10 (insert mental picture and rotate four ways) complete.
In hand, a staff of living bee's; humming a song of such unity while moths carried light in kind
In his eyes, the care and love shined!
It
Is
Good...
Indeed!
Re: Writers Parasite [Contains Adult Language & Situations]
North Korea: Write the words, "Kim is a prick," on the side of a wall and if caught, those simple words add up to death.
Saudi Arabia: Write the words, "Mohammed fucked little children," on the walls of Mecca, those simple words add up to death.
Yell fire in a crowded movie theatre: Those simple words will get you arrested for causing distress and danger.
But...
Put a sign on the lawn: Vote for Trump, those simple words will cause people to hate you
Place the words of the ten commandments on a courthouse lawn in anytown America, those simple words add to to anxiety and hate for most people.
Tell people that God loves you...and those simple words drive away most people
Speak out against abortion and those simple words mean you hate women, hate law, hate, hate...
All these words inspire me.
***
Love and Hate
For some both are great
For some it is either either
Hungry and Full
For some both are real
For some it is either either
Rich and Poor
For some, it takes one to be the other
Extreme and Mundane
Both bring a form of personal pleasure
The Governments of the world are to be loved and hated
The people of the world are to be hungry and full
All are rich and poor
And with the extremes of life arriving, soon replaced by the mundane.
*
"You're a fucking loon robin... this shit is worse than usual. Why don't you write some fantasy, or a recipe for mud pie?"
Cuz as you say parasite, I'm a fucking loon. And what does mud pie taste like?
"Chicken..."
Saudi Arabia: Write the words, "Mohammed fucked little children," on the walls of Mecca, those simple words add up to death.
Yell fire in a crowded movie theatre: Those simple words will get you arrested for causing distress and danger.
But...
Put a sign on the lawn: Vote for Trump, those simple words will cause people to hate you
Place the words of the ten commandments on a courthouse lawn in anytown America, those simple words add to to anxiety and hate for most people.
Tell people that God loves you...and those simple words drive away most people
Speak out against abortion and those simple words mean you hate women, hate law, hate, hate...
All these words inspire me.
***
Love and Hate
For some both are great
For some it is either either
Hungry and Full
For some both are real
For some it is either either
Rich and Poor
For some, it takes one to be the other
Extreme and Mundane
Both bring a form of personal pleasure
The Governments of the world are to be loved and hated
The people of the world are to be hungry and full
All are rich and poor
And with the extremes of life arriving, soon replaced by the mundane.
*
"You're a fucking loon robin... this shit is worse than usual. Why don't you write some fantasy, or a recipe for mud pie?"
Cuz as you say parasite, I'm a fucking loon. And what does mud pie taste like?
"Chicken..."
Re: Writers Parasite [Contains Adult Language & Situations]
I Heard West Virginia
It is the trees that speak to me
Along with the moss covered stones
Meandering streams
and stars.
It is there the ancestors rest
Lived a hard life; content to tend to family and God
A man sat in his rocking chair, listening to the twang of strings
A woman picking flowers in her garden remembering her children
Ghosts whisper secrets as they linger
Aged barn doors ajar
There, a dog whelped some puppies, and there, a mule kicked the stall
Fence long fallen and replaced with shrubs
I heard West Virginia
and in this moment of darkness
it brings me peace.
It is the trees that speak to me
Along with the moss covered stones
Meandering streams
and stars.
It is there the ancestors rest
Lived a hard life; content to tend to family and God
A man sat in his rocking chair, listening to the twang of strings
A woman picking flowers in her garden remembering her children
Ghosts whisper secrets as they linger
Aged barn doors ajar
There, a dog whelped some puppies, and there, a mule kicked the stall
Fence long fallen and replaced with shrubs
I heard West Virginia
and in this moment of darkness
it brings me peace.
Re: Writers Parasite [Contains Adult Language & Situations]
dog fangs seem dull until they enter your skin
fast
painful
and the blood flows instantly.
little dogs and big dogs
fighting for dominance
full of intent and determination
if a cat were in the room it would laugh at both the dogs and the human
and then it would go piss on the carpet in contempt.
fast
painful
and the blood flows instantly.
little dogs and big dogs
fighting for dominance
full of intent and determination
if a cat were in the room it would laugh at both the dogs and the human
and then it would go piss on the carpet in contempt.
Re: Writers Parasite [Contains Adult Language & Situations]
"Look Ma! No hands!" It appeared a bit odd to see the parasite taking its first attempt at riding a unicycle.
Parasite. You have no mom, remember?
(Crash! Bang! Boom! Clang! Zing! Pop! Shatter! Bring! Ding!...)
The parasite picked itself off the ground and said, "No mom? No, mommy? No...no.."
Nope.
(silence after a brief pause) The parasite looks sad for a moment and then with a bright beam... said
"Dad!"
Yep.
Parasite. You have no mom, remember?
(Crash! Bang! Boom! Clang! Zing! Pop! Shatter! Bring! Ding!...)
The parasite picked itself off the ground and said, "No mom? No, mommy? No...no.."
Nope.
(silence after a brief pause) The parasite looks sad for a moment and then with a bright beam... said
"Dad!"
Yep.
Re: Writers Parasite [Contains Adult Language & Situations]
and another thing...
just to be frank...
in the fantasy
there under the table
rubbing toes
and laughing.
just to be frank...
in the fantasy
there under the table
rubbing toes
and laughing.
Re: Writers Parasite [Contains Adult Language & Situations]
Now, back in the time where a man wore that silly armor made by the Throng guild, there was a common problem the armor caused the warrior.
Sure, jock itch, blue balls, gingivitis, and hair loss was all common and there were ways around such as the entrails of a goat boiled on a new moon used as as salve for cock lice and salad dressing.
Mundane medical details to be sure. Bodily uncomfortable indeed. But was very common and yet unspoken was the fact... armor of that moment smelled like lions blood.
Lion blood has a unique odor which reminds the senses of who is king of their jungle. A commoner in the village, such as Silo, the village mucker. To him, the smell of lions blood causes nothing more than fear.
For every battle, there was the smell. Strong. Literally, in-your-face, smell of fear and courage. Both needed, for without, the warrior would be foolish.
The fear? To grow weary before killing as much as possible.
The courage? To honor their enemy for their skill.
(a short note that fell out of Merlin's book)
Sure, jock itch, blue balls, gingivitis, and hair loss was all common and there were ways around such as the entrails of a goat boiled on a new moon used as as salve for cock lice and salad dressing.
Mundane medical details to be sure. Bodily uncomfortable indeed. But was very common and yet unspoken was the fact... armor of that moment smelled like lions blood.
Lion blood has a unique odor which reminds the senses of who is king of their jungle. A commoner in the village, such as Silo, the village mucker. To him, the smell of lions blood causes nothing more than fear.
For every battle, there was the smell. Strong. Literally, in-your-face, smell of fear and courage. Both needed, for without, the warrior would be foolish.
The fear? To grow weary before killing as much as possible.
The courage? To honor their enemy for their skill.
(a short note that fell out of Merlin's book)
Re: Writers Parasite [Contains Adult Language & Situations]
Sputnik... Remember sputnik parasite?
Parasite? What the heck are you eating now?
"I found them on the snow. They are delicious! They have a nutty flavor."
Uh, those are frozen rabbit turds... You do know that don't you?
"Turds?" The parasite looked a bit puzzled but then smiled and resumed eating another handful before saying, "Ahhh... Delicious."
***
Science Fair
Science fairs are for geeks
Science is for nerds!
and then we have,
Follow the science
Science leads.
Sputnik
Apollo
And now, the Chinese
Have you ever seen a war in space?
Beautiful and peaceful
Expensive
Something humanity will have to witness in the coming moments; much like a sailor waiting to meet a hooker
riddled with venereal disease...
Science and humanity; double face of smile and hate.
One bringing the other
Trumps assassination
Biden's horrible death
all while the ground and grounds... shake.
I do enjoy a good scrapping battle on the land but much prefer to wage war in outer space
Cold
Frozen
and you can't hear your opponents
scream...
***
"Want one numbnuts? I found a whole bunch of them to include this frozen Snickers bar!"
That's not a Snickers... That's a corgi turd. Now you're eating dog crap...
"Fantastic!"
Parasite? What the heck are you eating now?
"I found them on the snow. They are delicious! They have a nutty flavor."
Uh, those are frozen rabbit turds... You do know that don't you?
"Turds?" The parasite looked a bit puzzled but then smiled and resumed eating another handful before saying, "Ahhh... Delicious."
***
Science Fair
Science fairs are for geeks
Science is for nerds!
and then we have,
Follow the science
Science leads.
Sputnik
Apollo
And now, the Chinese
Have you ever seen a war in space?
Beautiful and peaceful
Expensive
Something humanity will have to witness in the coming moments; much like a sailor waiting to meet a hooker
riddled with venereal disease...
Science and humanity; double face of smile and hate.
One bringing the other
Trumps assassination
Biden's horrible death
all while the ground and grounds... shake.
I do enjoy a good scrapping battle on the land but much prefer to wage war in outer space
Cold
Frozen
and you can't hear your opponents
scream...
***
"Want one numbnuts? I found a whole bunch of them to include this frozen Snickers bar!"
That's not a Snickers... That's a corgi turd. Now you're eating dog crap...
"Fantastic!"
Re: Writers Parasite [Contains Adult Language & Situations]
to create a vertical lift system.
to translate: a rope
***
He always had bad posture. Since childhood days he crouched and stooped. If one had read the, Hunchback of Notre Dame, you'd think he was the hunchback.
Now, not only was his posture bad but his social skills were definitely across the line of being a criminal.
He stole horses and sold them to bandits. He robbed nuns and used the money for for hookers. (it must be said, the hookers of his day were about as ugly as he was but they had bigger tits and a vagina so he didn't complain).
After he paid the hookers he'd return later and rob them and use the money for cheese. He really loved a good stinky cheese. And after he bought the cheese he'd then rob the merchant and along with the money would steal more cheese.
He was indeed a low down, scurvy scoundrel. And his posture was borderline ridiculous. Of course those people who laughed at him were shot in the face and died gurgling in their own blood. But, he did look funny.
One day, while stealing some chickens and kicking over some young girls lemonade stand, he was caught red handed by the law.
His trial was swift and his judgement was death by hanging.
Of course he shouted profanities and kicked and screamed as his executioners lead him to the gallows but it was all in vain.
SNAP!
A very loud sound of his body plunging as his neck was stretched to the breaking point.
Later, as the mortician placed his body into a shitty, worm wood coffin, he was heard making the statement, "This man has excellent posture. Straight as an arrow."
The End.
""How come I don't have a penis?"
You want one parasite?
"Well, I don't have any appendages other than my arms, nose, eyes, ears... So why can't I have a penis?"
Have you thought of having a vagina?
"No. They scare me. They look like hostile mollusks."
I thought you like mollusks? I mean, you are into some really weird eating so why not clams?
"Mmm, you're right. Hey! Can I have both?"
In this day and age? Heck yeah! Go for it, that way when I tell you to go fuck yourself, you can.
"Genius! But. Then again. I think I'll remain just the way I am."
Obnoxious?
"Yep!"
to translate: a rope
***
He always had bad posture. Since childhood days he crouched and stooped. If one had read the, Hunchback of Notre Dame, you'd think he was the hunchback.
Now, not only was his posture bad but his social skills were definitely across the line of being a criminal.
He stole horses and sold them to bandits. He robbed nuns and used the money for for hookers. (it must be said, the hookers of his day were about as ugly as he was but they had bigger tits and a vagina so he didn't complain).
After he paid the hookers he'd return later and rob them and use the money for cheese. He really loved a good stinky cheese. And after he bought the cheese he'd then rob the merchant and along with the money would steal more cheese.
He was indeed a low down, scurvy scoundrel. And his posture was borderline ridiculous. Of course those people who laughed at him were shot in the face and died gurgling in their own blood. But, he did look funny.
One day, while stealing some chickens and kicking over some young girls lemonade stand, he was caught red handed by the law.
His trial was swift and his judgement was death by hanging.
Of course he shouted profanities and kicked and screamed as his executioners lead him to the gallows but it was all in vain.
SNAP!
A very loud sound of his body plunging as his neck was stretched to the breaking point.
Later, as the mortician placed his body into a shitty, worm wood coffin, he was heard making the statement, "This man has excellent posture. Straight as an arrow."
The End.
""How come I don't have a penis?"
You want one parasite?
"Well, I don't have any appendages other than my arms, nose, eyes, ears... So why can't I have a penis?"
Have you thought of having a vagina?
"No. They scare me. They look like hostile mollusks."
I thought you like mollusks? I mean, you are into some really weird eating so why not clams?
"Mmm, you're right. Hey! Can I have both?"
In this day and age? Heck yeah! Go for it, that way when I tell you to go fuck yourself, you can.
"Genius! But. Then again. I think I'll remain just the way I am."
Obnoxious?
"Yep!"
Re: Writers Parasite [Contains Adult Language & Situations]
Displaced
15 degrees outside. The virus looking for the weak and scared; those who are full of fear and think they will never die.
WHO says the virus did not come from a Chinese lab but maybe from some random wild bat
China blames Australia for the virus and some frozen food while forgetting to mention they already have been engaged in a national feud.
Biden likes the virus as it makes it easier to control the masses
Democrats would love the virus to stay as they love to hide how truly ugly they are, with a mask
Republicans are too stupid to even spell v-i-r-i-s, and think their people only love guns
...
It must be sad to be a virus, no one to give love or a hug
And now, some silly vaccines trying to destroy a tiny little bug...
I say, hooray for the virus. So small it can't be seen with the naked eye, so many it is everywhere
and maybe even on Mars
thinking it would be fantastic to mutate into something large such as a cross between a penguin
and a rabid dog
dressed like Cher
with Stevie Nicks hair
and a personality much like Marilyn Manson
wanting nothing but death for the human instituation.
15 degrees outside. The virus looking for the weak and scared; those who are full of fear and think they will never die.
WHO says the virus did not come from a Chinese lab but maybe from some random wild bat
China blames Australia for the virus and some frozen food while forgetting to mention they already have been engaged in a national feud.
Biden likes the virus as it makes it easier to control the masses
Democrats would love the virus to stay as they love to hide how truly ugly they are, with a mask
Republicans are too stupid to even spell v-i-r-i-s, and think their people only love guns
...
It must be sad to be a virus, no one to give love or a hug
And now, some silly vaccines trying to destroy a tiny little bug...
I say, hooray for the virus. So small it can't be seen with the naked eye, so many it is everywhere
and maybe even on Mars
thinking it would be fantastic to mutate into something large such as a cross between a penguin
and a rabid dog
dressed like Cher
with Stevie Nicks hair
and a personality much like Marilyn Manson
wanting nothing but death for the human instituation.
Re: Writers Parasite [Contains Adult Language & Situations]
What is it about cheese that is just so fantastic?
Cold American cheese (also known as plastic) mixed with mayo on Wonderbread... Fantastic!
Take the same and nuke it until it is molten goo, only this time on toast... Fantastic!
Imagine... Some simple milk from a mammal and with a little earth magic... Voila! Fantastic!
So many spectrums, so many textures, flavors, and size.
Some taste simply bland, others spicy and tart
There are some fruit infused
But the best cheese are the ones you can taste while standing in another room
Stinky
Stinky
Stinky
Stinky cheese, rules!
Cold American cheese (also known as plastic) mixed with mayo on Wonderbread... Fantastic!
Take the same and nuke it until it is molten goo, only this time on toast... Fantastic!
Imagine... Some simple milk from a mammal and with a little earth magic... Voila! Fantastic!
So many spectrums, so many textures, flavors, and size.
Some taste simply bland, others spicy and tart
There are some fruit infused
But the best cheese are the ones you can taste while standing in another room
Stinky
Stinky
Stinky
Stinky cheese, rules!
Re: Writers Parasite [Contains Adult Language & Situations]
Cape Town South Africa, and beavers. Weird how the mind works. Cape Town is due for a nice earthquake and beavers are... beavers are just cool builders without a college education. They can take a tree and dam a creek. Tell a college student to use a tree to dam a creek and they will cry and break down in tears because to them a smart phone and gender pronouns are more important. And besides, they couldn't cut down a tree because it would harm their conscious.
All well and good. Mocking current college students is easy. Admiring beavers is really easy. And watching Cape Town dissolve will just be great fun! Oh, and Kodiak Island, that will be really fun!
Ne'er-do-well. That is the point of writing tonight. So many expressions and words used by writers of the past are now extinct. I thought of, ne'er do well, the other day. It used to be a common phrase.
Kick the can
Bucket list
Smitten
Cuckold
Words are fun. Not as fun as making fun of college students and definitely not as fun as thinking about beavers, but hey, fuck it! Now, that is like apartheid/segregation. Perfect for what's coming for Cape Town, and as such, inspirational.
***
Negro and the Caucasian
Tribe versus tribe
Trial and trial
Once one was and one was and was, in power.
Farms and cities
Language and language
hate, power, and love
From huts to houses
Houses to huts
Apartheid
Segregation
Racism
on both the color of the hearts
In America
In Africa
In all lands ever to be called, lands
It all never can be blamed on start
and yet
It never stops
There is a common denominator though
An equalizer of sorts
That being, massive death
A volcano such as Pompeii
or Yellowstone
or something simple such as Cape Town suddenly afloat.
All well and good. Mocking current college students is easy. Admiring beavers is really easy. And watching Cape Town dissolve will just be great fun! Oh, and Kodiak Island, that will be really fun!
Ne'er-do-well. That is the point of writing tonight. So many expressions and words used by writers of the past are now extinct. I thought of, ne'er do well, the other day. It used to be a common phrase.
Kick the can
Bucket list
Smitten
Cuckold
Words are fun. Not as fun as making fun of college students and definitely not as fun as thinking about beavers, but hey, fuck it! Now, that is like apartheid/segregation. Perfect for what's coming for Cape Town, and as such, inspirational.
***
Negro and the Caucasian
Tribe versus tribe
Trial and trial
Once one was and one was and was, in power.
Farms and cities
Language and language
hate, power, and love
From huts to houses
Houses to huts
Apartheid
Segregation
Racism
on both the color of the hearts
In America
In Africa
In all lands ever to be called, lands
It all never can be blamed on start
and yet
It never stops
There is a common denominator though
An equalizer of sorts
That being, massive death
A volcano such as Pompeii
or Yellowstone
or something simple such as Cape Town suddenly afloat.
Re: Writers Parasite [Contains Adult Language & Situations]
Anvil so pure the bearing bounces higher than the fall
Arms of sinew flesh on par with living steel
Aged
Anew
And...
Listen... Can you hear above the angelic voices?
Close the eyes to darkness
Hold high the fingers outstretched past infinity
Even now, a hum beyond this distance while in the foreground the anvil is hot; molten; heart ablaze, the arm bearing passion.
Forge now. HEAR wordless motions while sparks melt ice and coldness
CLANG!'
'CLANG!
CLANG!'
In this room there were no real walls
The floor was packed soil one rooted to a mighty Oak
Roof a poor barrier to separate the soul from the stars
Falling as fast, nay, faster than a toil exhausted, God's tear...
Explosions of harmonic vibrations
Rain frozen or soft, it matters not to the arm
Dust to sprout a seed long, so long ago
planted
CLANG!`
CLANG!`
CLANG!`
Why can't they hear? They say they can. They tell a world they can.
They. Them. I. We.
Generation after generation speaking a word
Singing of ambitions sought, found, and lost
Combinations of finished toil and yet...
Nothing but silence to describe
the forged perfection
the music so wonderfully Created
the
Song.
Arms of sinew flesh on par with living steel
Aged
Anew
And...
Listen... Can you hear above the angelic voices?
Close the eyes to darkness
Hold high the fingers outstretched past infinity
Even now, a hum beyond this distance while in the foreground the anvil is hot; molten; heart ablaze, the arm bearing passion.
Forge now. HEAR wordless motions while sparks melt ice and coldness
CLANG!'
'CLANG!
CLANG!'
In this room there were no real walls
The floor was packed soil one rooted to a mighty Oak
Roof a poor barrier to separate the soul from the stars
Falling as fast, nay, faster than a toil exhausted, God's tear...
Explosions of harmonic vibrations
Rain frozen or soft, it matters not to the arm
Dust to sprout a seed long, so long ago
planted
CLANG!`
CLANG!`
CLANG!`
Why can't they hear? They say they can. They tell a world they can.
They. Them. I. We.
Generation after generation speaking a word
Singing of ambitions sought, found, and lost
Combinations of finished toil and yet...
Nothing but silence to describe
the forged perfection
the music so wonderfully Created
the
Song.
Re: Writers Parasite [Contains Adult Language & Situations]
She was Japanese.
In the preparation, the large building was framed. One dancer was very athletic as she balanced on a spring pole. Faster and faster she showed her ability. She was warned and in one more display, the log broke. She laughed in embarassment.
Around the perimeter, standing framework stood but was and is, weak. Talk of simple shoring or installing a shear wall transpired. It needed to be.
Air flew the air carried by the wind. It was busy. So much communication.
She was Japanese and she and her friends smiled at the coming celebration.
A gift was purchased for her. A beetle of deep blue. Blue topaz and sapphire. Intricated artwork and perfection. More life than alive.
It was purchased with a box that changed shape. At first, silver but this was only an illusion as it was grey and then dark blue.
The beetle fit perfectly in the box and yet caused confusion in those viewing such a marriage.
There was is no lid to the box as it became apparent it was not a box. It was is a shoe made of a rubbery material.
This shoe fit no human as it changed from elongated to a circular triangle.
No laces.
The gift made me smile as I placed it where it is.
*
He laughed, they all did. This did does not matter. Nothing matters for what this world holds dear.
Today is a special day. One filled with a gift.
It is
good.
In the preparation, the large building was framed. One dancer was very athletic as she balanced on a spring pole. Faster and faster she showed her ability. She was warned and in one more display, the log broke. She laughed in embarassment.
Around the perimeter, standing framework stood but was and is, weak. Talk of simple shoring or installing a shear wall transpired. It needed to be.
Air flew the air carried by the wind. It was busy. So much communication.
She was Japanese and she and her friends smiled at the coming celebration.
A gift was purchased for her. A beetle of deep blue. Blue topaz and sapphire. Intricated artwork and perfection. More life than alive.
It was purchased with a box that changed shape. At first, silver but this was only an illusion as it was grey and then dark blue.
The beetle fit perfectly in the box and yet caused confusion in those viewing such a marriage.
There was is no lid to the box as it became apparent it was not a box. It was is a shoe made of a rubbery material.
This shoe fit no human as it changed from elongated to a circular triangle.
No laces.
The gift made me smile as I placed it where it is.
*
He laughed, they all did. This did does not matter. Nothing matters for what this world holds dear.
Today is a special day. One filled with a gift.
It is
good.