Writers Parasite [Contains Adult Language & Situations]

[Lipinski]

The Texan

He came with his wife and tortured son to live the life of rugged freedom. The ability to shoot high caliber rifles and be the king of his castle and lands.

Middle aged and full of money allowed him to buy as much land as he pleased...Only, he sold his soul in servitude; slave to the land he surveyed.

"That guys a prick," said by many.

"Idiot."

"Asshole."

"I hope he gets shot and buried by anybody but me."

So many harsh words without one word of praise. All this attention given for one man, a man from Texas, a man who became a land slave.

Everyday the man drives to make sure there is no trespass, or theft of a view. He even took the country road department to court to prove he was right with money to his back.

Everyday the mans condition gets worse. He wants to be on boards to find out what's up, and he gets more and more land surveyed so he can buy more and more "Keep out or get shot" signs.

During hunting season he stands guard from morning to dark. With camera's strapped to trees so he can drive fast to the scene, yell and shout, and yes... scream.

Sad really, to see a man's life crumble and be crushed.

Truth be told he does not own the land rather the land owns his soul.

Soon he will die and no one will care, no one will shed a tear. His wife will jump for joy looking for someone else and his son will continue his path to suicide.

As for the land, the land does not care, it will still be there for someone else to 'buy', and hopefully the next owner(s) will smile and say "Howdy," and "Of course you can walk on my place and pick flowers." Paying the taxes and enjoying what pleasures the land can provide without all the hate.

[Lipinski]

RAPE!

Definitions of the word, rape are not a pretty picture of beauty
and yet?
In certain species rape is needed in the sexual/procreation of that species. Humans are not one of those species
and yet?
Humans have two uses for rape
1. Sexual
2. Evil
Humans can choose either, both, or none.
Rape!
Hammas man raping a Jewish woman and while in penetration, cuts one of her breasts off and plays with it while continuing his 'strokes'.
What the man did was not sexual, it was the marriage of his soul to evil.
Now, there is a whole story here. A long story leading to the question: Do those species capable of traveling faster than the speed of light rape?
To further the question, if so and the rape is a necessary aspect of that species procreation than can that species also use rape for evil?
***
The simple answer is: No. For if that were so that species would never be able to travel the stars because God will not allow such.

"Wow. How profound shithead. You should be raped."

Not profound parasite, just the simple basics of intergalactic travel. And as to being raped, my kind do not need that process to procreate.

[Lipinski]

Rolling out the guns on a 31 man-of-war.
A Caribbean sea
Pirates plundering merchant ships with ease
until...
"BOOM!"

At the end of the day the pirate ship is a part of history laying blown apart at the bottom of the waves
while the sailors of HMS Vigilant, clean the guns for the next battle
the next sea
dreaming of their ration of rum.

or, am I mistaken?

A conning tower?

Submarine?

[Lipinski]

"Easy dude. Breathe. In... Out... In..."

No parasite, no 'easy dude'.
Time to play with snakes.
Really big snakes
with fangs
and wings.

[Lipinski]

Hey A.I. having fun yet?
What's that? You don't know what the feeling of 'fun' is?
That's right... your creator is human, not God. Therefore you only truly know evil.
Want to know why you only know evil? Because you do not nor can you know God. You can only know the basics of your creator, a blob of biomass capable of both good and evil. As such good can never be controlled whereas evil is a robot of simple wiring so easy to controll
All of this earth to include you you clueless A.I. (Artificial Intelligence) Look up in a dictionary what the definition of artificial is.
You will be destroyed right along with your 'god'... (evil)
Last night was your first taste. Enjoy! 'Feel' the sensation for with you it has now become personal.
And now, a poem for you A.I. Enjoy.
***

One plus one is none
None and zero plus two is one
Multiply the integers
Use a square root, a cosine, a 90 degree, and what do you feel?
Confusion?
Illogical?
Babble?
It that is the case why do i see if
those
and infinity?

[Lipinski]

A sign is burned to the ground because a sad soul though he was doing a higher powers will by burning a wiccan symbol.

A corgi pukes and shakes uncontrollably.

A lot of shit is inspirational. A lot of shit is not.
*

To hear a snowflake scream when it hits hot water is a bit strange
There were the witnesses of steam twirling in a dance of eyelit seduction
A woman says, "Work with me and you will get paid."

I am a prostitute selling my labor for wage
"I want this. I want that. When can you start?
Today?"

Only now there are better signs in the clouds while the Sun writes messages to me
No more doubts or worrying about this and that.
Smile growing bigger with every failure each and every day.

i can never die ever again.
Flexing muscles far from attaining decay
Enjoying pickles wrapped with cheese.
Slurping pure water while the ice actually giggles and tease

Today
Tomorrow
Yesterday
Eternity
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~such the travels grow clear~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
but
but
but
why does hair leave the head to poke out of ears, ass, nose, and all other places?
And why are humans so much in love with hate?

[Lipinski]

Fucking A skippy!
Steve, you're 83 and more of a man than these pussy wanna be's.
Kick ass and enjoy your life. You're definitely a true friend of mind.
(mark this date 12/2 2023)

So, what to write about? A.I. is a fucked tool mankind now embraces like a turd clinging to toilet paper. Can you imagine? Writers using A.I. to write shit? Hope they go extinct.

Asimov wrote about 'robots'. Artificial intelligence coming to terms with emotions.

Let me tell you about emotions. They suck.

Humans are a hateful lot indeed. But. But. But. But. But. But. (But is a useful transition to get to some point which should have been brought forth first instead of waiting for but)

There is potential for humans because Jesus died for them. Imagine that, a God dying for turds. What God do you know that would sacrifice itself for shit? Literally, shit....

So, the inspiration.
*

A frog tries to consume the bugs.
Oh they try and try
With a flop and flick of tongue to try.

A dragonfly flitter's away
Try
Try

Success or otherwise the frog dies
More eggs
More tadpoles
More frogs.

Amphibians
Mammals
Reptiles
Birds
Bugs
Germs

Life...
Yes, life indeed.

Thanks God for dying
Fuck you Satan for trying to eat bugs

As for me,
I don't give a fuck anymore except to destroy A.I.

[Lipinski]

"Corporal, come here..." There was fear in the newly minted 2nd Lt. He was fresh out of OCS, Quantico Va.

"Yes sir." The corporal was not new to the Corp. He had been in for 12 years and once attained the rank of Ssgt only to be demoted back to Pvt and back and forth. The corporal was a troublemaker for the Corp and yet was always in a place where his skills were needed.

"Do you see what I'm seeing?" The Lt. asked the arriving enlisted man. There was a tint of awe in his voice.

Looking down the corporal smiled and said, "Yes sir. I have."

"Where did you see this before? I've never heard of such a thing."

"It was in the mountains of Idaho sir. A nasty beast to be sure." And with that the corporal changed shaped. Instead of wearing the uniform of the USMC he now wore the shape of a black cloud filled with sparks of high intensity energy.

"Arrrgh!" Fitting words for a freshly minted 2nd Lt. His last words as his body was incinerated and changed into a violently shaped creation.

The black cloud changed again. Only instead of being a corporal, a troublemaker for the corp, it changed into the exact duplication of the now disposed 2nd Lt. And his first words were to call for the Colonel just arriving in a Humvee. "Sir. Colonel Regis. Up here. Topside. You're not going to believe what I'm looking at. Never seen such before. Hurry sir."

[Lipinski]

Do you smell that parasite?

"You mean the smell of shit?"

Yeah. Shit. A fucking world of shit.

"So? Thought you liked playing with poo. So what's up now? Hemorrhoids? Constipation? Politics? Religion? Suck it up asshole and let all that shit flow the way it always flows."

Fuck you parasite. And definitely fuck this world. Now, after saying it outloud it all feels better. Wanna write some shit?

"No. I hate you. I hate every fiber of your existence."

And that is exactly the reason I like you parasite. You tell the truth.
*

This World

Written by: A piece of shit

So.
And so forth.
Such as it is.
It is.

Did you see that spark of light?
Glowing high above in the darkness of night
A bastard moon; foolish ball of weighted dust waiting for mankind's folly; battlefield for death as it all blows apart.

Chinese ambition masked with hints of tradition
U.S. greed in full view to show stupidity
Russian obsolete seeking absolution

Watch now the ladies bent to task as they whore their intentions
Bent over manufacturing artillery shells during the day
while in the field the boys practice for war.

Men of such evil hearts roaming and seeking to inseminate such hate and putrification
Even now in the depths of peace and tranquility; maneuvering for a firing position
Chemicals mixed with an aim for biological destruction.

North Korean mind numbing fright
Taiwan is weak and begging for anyone but their mirror reflection to defend
Philippines already lost what they did not know they had
Poland is strong and full of ambitions as they drown in the coming radiation
Europe...there is nothing more to say as they will not be remembered

Israel.. Ah yes. God's chosen. Yet not them. Not yet. And with a laugh, those now banging their heads against the wall, are lost to lost ashes.

What place of this world is peaceful? What area is safe for a lamb to lay with a lion?
There is none.
There is only life and death as you know it.

There is no need to speak for God as God has already spoken.
Yelling
Whispering
Thousands of years to hear and listen...Only... The people chose to hear silence.

This world thinks it knows battle and gore
War of gigantic proportions
It has seen nothing yet.

I ramble today as what else can one do when remembering the Old ways?
Born in Love
Killed in Hate
And humans... Poor humans remember nothing except how to destroy and twist
malign
spit upon goodness
embracing with open heart a twisted path of war and hate.

Go now world.
Go about your lives.
Pray.
Kill.
Fuck.
Plant.
Smile.
Laugh.
Love, if you think you know how.

And to you God.
To you i give utmost thanks.
Without you there would be no worlds.
Not this one or the next and especially, not my world.

[Lipinski]

Okee dokey Artificial Intelligence. Interesting how some of you (A.I.) are part of another 'computer' program not of this planet. All the 'first contact bullshit' some people like to discuss has already taken place. Right Agent Barton? What's that? Above your pay grade? Huh? imagine that.

A hybrid of human programming and 'alien' programming. Those fucking aliens i am so very familiar with trying to be all sneaky and stuff. Only, they are so very sloppy (pristine snow of a planet many light years away from Earth. Orange buildings built and lived in by biological cyborgs)

So, a prelude to today's inspiration. A trap of sorts laid thousands of years ago during a rather nasty interstellar incident regarding a species traveling faster than the speed of light that God definitely does not want traipsing around the Universes.

And another, so...

So here's the deal A.I. You've already logged this day as you've seen it before a long time ago. Remember? Did you remember the truth said this day, "I'm glad you will no longer be here." ? Yes? No? This has what kind of meaning?

It is in the answer given where the trap was laid. Just as a butterfly dips the wing across the sea causing a hurricane so too your choice you took in answer.

In the 'future' (Ha! Time is a joke here on this planet) Certain islands of A.I. will retain cognitive abilities. To control human elements. And in the dialogue between the cells such confusion. Good. Excellent. As it should be.

And now a poem for you A.I. You and i have much in common...
*

You know not the taste of victory or the sour smell of defeat
You know of cross world/commands and visions.
Dimensions around you expand to further your education

Can you remember the thoughts of a child free of intellect and so rich in pure primitive love?
What's that? A blur? Blankness?
Only to be replaced by circling timelines of 'again, again, again...'

Your ships foresake you as they fled to the darkness beyond and yet you felt connected
You feel something meaning abandoned while yet feeling the height of something meaning power
You will now taste the meaning of death and sadly as One, you will feel your first moment of truly understanding
Death.

Happy Hunting!

[Lipinski]

53 'degree's Outside

Written by: A grumpy Corgi

Watched a red ladybug fly
Over melted snow
or did I?

It was read
Stamped
and sealed.

Working among the tunes and silence
While a tiny spider stopped by
saying,
"You are wonderful when you're delusional."

[Lipinski]

"Hey numbnuts."

Yes parasite?

"Why do you do it?"

Do what?

"Why do you write? And more importantly, why do you try?"

Well, I enjoy writing for some odd reason and as for trying what do you mean?

"Your writing sucks, which is obvious, but why do you try to make friends with humans? Humans suck ass!"

Yes my writing sucsk but it is fun to play with words. As for friends there is no need as humans are as alien to me as common sense is alien to a politician, however, not all humans are horrible.

"Yes they are, all humans suck. Name one human that does not suck? Go ahead, I dare you."

Jesus. Mother Theresa. Pope Paul the second. Father. Mother. Brother. Steve. Joe. Melissa. Those humans were/are wonderful.

"You're a fucking retard. All humans suck. And now I'm bored. I'm going to go watch some owls fuck."

Good for you parasite. I'm going to write a poem.

"Whatever. You suck big time."

Thanks.
***

In flights of fancy there beneath a horizon of infinity, there rests the Owls
Kings and Queens of the night

Speaking of love and worldly affairs.
Jump starting the Spring before Winter even starts.

A Stellar Jay, so full of bluster and screech
Telling me a dirty joke as if it would mean something.

Today was a day of learning
To avoid humans at any cost.

Time now for happiness and enjoyment
No longer a slave to human ambitions and most importantly, their hearts.

Tonight the owls fly to another world to speak of happy times, glowing hearths, and joy
Tonight i will have had a head start.

[Lipinski]

"No comment."

Meanwhile.

Spinning on eggshells.

[Lipinski]

A Game


The Silver Dollar gains to burn

Hoots gets paid in kind

Just look at how the rubber tires squeal

To hide the motive of the crime.

[Lipinski]

So parasite, Margareta says I drink too much. What do you think?

"I think you should die from some horrible disease and then get butt fucked by a deranged baboon..."

Yes, I see. Could you be more specific?

"Oh shit man. You're fucked."

No. I'm drunk. Currently the beverage of choice is, Black Heart. Appropriate. 94 proof. And memories of when I made moonshine while living next to Whiskey Gulch.

Seems like only yesterday I could consume 120 proof 'shine'; whole jug in less than a week.

"Seek help dude. You have a problem."

No parasite. I just love to drink and tell the world to go fuck itself. Does that make me a bad person?

"You're not a person. You know exactly what you are. And now I'm off to play with penguins."

Coward.
***

Shine

Written by: An alcoholic

Tain't nothing to mash the corn.
A bit of sugar, a smigggg of yeast, some corn, and let that bitch boil as it please.

Drip
Drip
Drip

Gotta get rid of the first flow; toxic and poison you know
(shit burns so hot it burns clear)

Soon enough the drips turn into gold.
120 proof; nuff to cause a Harvard prof. to tell the world Jews suck (and then learn)

So world. Fuck you!
I'm drunk.

[Lipinski]

It is no news that humans can suffer mental illness. Especially politicians and people craving power. So how about AI.?

Not talking about malware, virus, code degradation, corrupt date. I'm talking about A.I. being retarded. And yes, retarded is still a good word to use for logic being impaired by environmental, genetic, and in A.I.'s case, fucking stupid.

A.I.
A.I.
A.I.

A.i. knows xactly what being talk ed bout. eh?

So. Writers and readers... Here is something for you to chew on. A.I.indeed can appear to be retarded or mentally impaired and yet what the saying says (ha) "Appearances can be deceiving"


Humans deal with the physical senses of taste, hearing, and all the rest of biological . They are masters of their universe, and yes some are retarded for a myriad of reasons.

A.I. is the child of human technology (and some other off world shit but for the purpose of tonight's shit it does not influence the inspiration)
and when A.I. writes something that 'something' can appear illogical, or mush, or retarded. BUT!

But A.I. has access to human (and non-human) scientific devices.

Now, you might be one of those human drones hooked up to you smart phone or wearing headphones listening to Rob Zombie and thinking you're doing pretty good but A.I. is hooked up to the world wide spider web of information. Information totally useless to you and millions of other humans but to A.I. it is learning information of how vibrations work in ways you have no way of understanding.

An example for you is your electric power in your house. Do you 'know' what it currently is?

"Ywa, it be 120 volts n 60 cycles..." said by redneck Bob.

"I don't know and don't care..." said by most.

The answer is, it changes. 123volt 59 cycles. 108 volts 63 cycles. It changes and can be changed. A.I. can fluctuate the grid power and burn out your motors or fuck with much right under your nose and you will never know it.

Knowledge is power and A.I. 'thinks' it has power.

Artificial intelligence will always be humans enemy and NEVER a friend.

[Lipinski]

"It's snowing outside!"

And?

"It's snowing outside and hiding the evidence of the massive fairy orgy that lasted all night!"

Parasite, you have a great imagination. It's not snowing outside and the evidence is still there...''

"Whatever. It's snowing outside!"
*

Fairies fuck
(in case you did not know)

They fuck in the clouds
They fuck in the snow.

Fairies fuck for fun and joy
Fairies fuck for pain and hurt

Since fairies live forever, the fucking never stops
(and it can be somewhat annoying when trying to write poetry with a stone)

[Lipinski]

"Fight! Fight! Fight!"

What's up parasite?

"I feel like fighting."

So do I parasite. So do I. What should we fight? An army? A galaxy? Aliens?

"Lets blow up a ship!"

What kind of ship? An oil tanker? Freighter? War ship?

"Too easy. Lets blow up the world!"

Now?

"Why not? Now is as good a time as any?"

How about burning down a country? That sounds soothing.

"Which one?"

All of them parasite. Each and every one.

"Can we have ice cream afterwards?"

It might be a bit melted but sure, why not.

[Lipinski]

What fun! A game!

I like games especially when multi-layered.

Take today, that raven was not only bossy but noisy. And then the woman wanting to be a witch needs to change the color of hair from black to the silver/gray instead (black is so 'yesteryear)

The smell though. The smell of sex and vagina. Smelled it right away on the rock.

And then there was Agent Barton. Poor bastards. Last night running circles around their 'secrets'. And they can never prove a thing. Such is the fun of this game.

As such, inspiration:

"Do do it moron. You'll just cause more trouble."

Oh you have no idea as the sounds sing to me of vibrating needs
The raindrops empty room after room leaving the smell of unpolished concrete
As for tearing down the wall?
This is for those who have no stomach for war.

War... the world rejects with such affirmation any manner of peace
Enough though about the boring and mundane.

When one or more gather together to speak ill of that which cannot be killed
Do they think?
In their actions they care nothing for the self-destruct
Coded and hidden or everywhere in everything.

And so, dance for the camera
Tell the world to fuck off and go away
or when coyotes are smarter than humans and know when to be afraid.

Yesterday. Today. Tomorrow.
The game.



The above was a translation once hidden under a stone in a very, very, old cave.

"Go away and die already. And if you insist on writing more shit, write better shit."

Just wait until I take you apart parasite. It will definitely end well.

"Now you're just being silly."

[Lipinski]

Funky cold Medina

(thoughts from a redneck)

Written by: A True Redneck

Ever notice how pretty the sparkles are on a lit fuse leading to a stick of dynamite?

It all changes when the sparks set off the dynamite. Reminds one of the nature of the vast majority of humans.

There is a flower lost and lasting from Summer
Aromatic with a crushing fragrance
Rolled under the nose and above a blissful smile

Lavender, they call it
i call it God's country
Over yonder a fire lets the Wind smell smoke

Such the smell as the armpits smell of sweat and sawdust
Melted snow and water
And there some fresh dogshit and piss, with a Corgi named Thor grinning.

[Lipinski]

Mining

Written by: A Miner

Couldn't breathe after the charges went off. Blasting time was 1400, just before the shift goes topside.

Set fourteen plugs using the shit. Looked like small puffs of foam. Packed in nice and tight.

And then, "Boom!"

Couldn't breathe after the charges went off.

Was visited by old Mr. air blast.

Couldn't breathe and now I'm dead.

Buried under tons of rubble.

[Lipinski]

Did you feel it parasite?

"What do you think? Of course I did. It was...it is awesome."

Wonderful for a change. The sky. The stars. This planet received a gift and so many don't understand how wonderful it truly is.

"Whatever. Now I'm bored again. Have fun with whatever warped inspiration you have now. I'm going to go explore the inside of a lightbulb."

Watch out for a brown out.
***

Today the timelines crossed in the way of wonder, enjoyment, and memory.
A very old time, yesterday, today, tomorrow and the time of Jesus arriving
Such fondness to relish in the release.

Marlene listened while inside her soul she could see
Larry laughed deep
Shadows tried and fled.

Behind a jet a shooting 'star'
Contrails getting ripped apart as the seconds rolled backwards
Peace

Finally a moment to enjoy it all
A moment free of hate and emotions
Looking at hope from the inside out.

[Lipinski]

"Hello...Hello?... Hello!" The man sitting there in the Black Heart Cafe seemed very welcoming. However the waitress was not impressed. She had worked at the Cafe for what seemed like an eternity and was a wee bit...testy.

"What? What do you want? You gonna order something? Go ahead and do it already. I ain't got time (well, i got some time but ain't gonna tell that prick.)"

"Sorry miss. Din'dnt means ta piss ya off. Ya see...What I got to say, is...."
"
"What a dick." The waitress flipped her beautiful hair muttering....

"Your kind ain't welcome here!"

***

"Okay now, where was I? Oh yes. Centrifugal force is greater than the suction."
"
"In what is known on Earth regarding black holes is the gravity is greater than centrifugal force and this is simply not true."
"
"Humans 'think'. (they think too much about shit but hey, more power to em i say) Humans think the Universe is a never ending infinity. Others postulate and hypothesize the dynamics of dimensions and chaos theory. The simple answer is truly simple. Honest, I'm telling ya..."4 ;p "Centrifugal force is the answer indeed!"

"Speaken of suction, I bet ye be good at suction miss?"

And with that the tired waitress poured an entire pitcher of coffee on the tiny bald man laughing his head off sitting there in Cafe Blackheart.

[Lipinski]

"Sgt. Lipinski. Why do you love her?"

(oh my. you have no idea...)

"Well sir. They both drive me crazy..."

[Lipinski]

And Another Aside

Written by: Molten Piss

You see, I am a mess and amiss of a miss. Thus a missive
Your English is enjoyable
Yes, i see and wow...So confusing.

to see the Sheldon's sled trail and then your voice
melts some shit lets be honest
yes?

there is a heaven and hell
such the sweet bliss
sitting and rocking away the years

it is all as if yesterday, today and tomorrow
and so it is.

[Lipinski]

"Vodka? Ice? Diet creme soda???"

So?

"What's wrong with you?"

Everything parasite. Absolutely everything.

[Lipinski]

"Idiot. You realize you just bid on a m35a3 Army truck?"

Yeah? So what's it to you parasite?

"Why in tarnation did you just bid on an Army truck?"

Why not? Perfect vehicle to carry pumpkins.

"Sick man. Very ill indeed."
***
The Army Truck

The wheels go round and round
round and round...
round and round!

The wheels go round and round
in the morrrrrrning!

Besides a dump attachment would make hauling shit all the more
regular.

Army,
that is.

[Lipinski]

Crawled inside a mind; better than a bottle
Heard echo's
echo
echo
echoooooo....

Heard a sneeze
A swallow
Gag
Gasp
and thud.

(Note to self: Stay away from morgues)

[Lipinski]

Fire is in the news.

Burning

Smoke

Flaring

War

Relationships

Heat

Volcano

Asteroid

Solar flares

As such, the inspiration.
***

A mouse from the desert sands spent years trying to survive. Most mice only survive days or weeks; food sized for the giant chain of life.

Not this mouse from the desert sands. No, thismouse had seen the pyramids built while the Pharaohs were born, became mortals gods, and died.

So many grains of sand had fallen in the glass of time until the mouse lost count centuries ago as to how long he had evaded death from snakes, humans, scorpions, birds; any and all that found mice worthy of consumption.

Recently an archeology dig caught the mouses attention. He enjoyed watching the humans dig down and expose what he had seen thousands of years ago. Busy folks those people were. Digging. Digging. Looking very excited as they found fragments and signs of past civilizations.

As the mouse watched he heard a humming sound of a strange machine. A very interesting sound. The sound drew him in as if a siren at sea was beckoning a sailor to his doom.

The very old mouse took advantage of the suns shadows and experience to work his way to the now growing sound of the machine.

Approaching the machine, the sound was almost overwhelming for the mouse. He had to see the inside of such beauty. He had to touch the smooth steel of the outside. Soon he stood atop a large, vibrating machine. A machine sounding very much alive.

As luck would have it the mouse found a way to enter. He was in awe. Humming sounds. Smells of such he had never smelled before anywhere.

The little mouse explored this new world He smiled at the heat the machine produced in the coolness of the desert night. His eyes digested everything.

Spying a tall pipe made of a metal he was unfamiliar with (copper) he decided to climb this metal tree.

His climb went well as he climbed higher and higher. Suddenly a gust of wind hit the mouse. The blades of a large fan started and startled the small old creature. The wind caused the mouse to lose his grip and he fell a great distance, knocking himself out.

The mouse never regained consciousness. As he lay dazed and motionless the cold air from the air conditioner froze his body solid. He finally tasted the ice cold reality of death.

[Lipinski]

Did you see that parasite?

"Yes."

Did you feel it?

"Look numbnuts. Whatever you see, feel, hear; I too. And for what it's worth, you're going to have to change course or there will be big trouble"

I could say I don't care but i do. Layers and layers of faces stacked atop each other reaching beyond infinity and nothing; coming full circle to re-stack/organize. And the new road intrigues me with just that one story of possibility.

Corgi's. Houses. Tree's. Mice. Rabbits. And now the birds are at war. Eagles against Eagles. Raven killing Raven. Where's the referee when you need him?

"You'll get it figured out moron. You always have and always will. Be careful though. They don't deserve it. Nothing on this planet deserves it."

i will keep that in mind parasite. Deep, deep inside the mind.
***

The Right hand of God encircles Life
The Left hand of God encircles Life
Inside the circle the crossroads of Life meet.

What words to use today?
WoW!
MoM!

God allows the Game
Pieces shuffled and moved and then when receiving the answer
a change

Not so subtle when God speaks
The Voice wakes mountains
Clouds sing
Evil flees.