Alone for you, state it and I’ll bring it. That’s our duty. I’m not a poet I’m a blog artist. These are thousands is that so? Would you gear with me the impossibilities of paint another form of blog?
I wanna get in your living room the poet speaks aloud, the blog artist refashions the internet, and it is as legitimate as a piece of paper sayin’ things. I’ve got out the bugs, the pieces of electricity put into us electronic think.
This is my whirl with you. I take the possibilities of poetry and group think and put them right in your lap. I’m a rebel I’m a holder. I’m sincere with you. God it all stinks, and a better world is coming in the kitchen sink.
Sylvia Plath did not Gertrude Stein. You know what a kitchen is thought, and how many people sink there? I bet you didn’t include the kitchen sink, and I double meaning my poem blog post.
It’s all gone to hell ain’t it? I sit and count God on my fingers. I can’t get at it that way. I’ve got to get bigger than your living room, your apocalypse see. I’ve got to get bigger than the loss of my boy and Auroville stinks. I’ve got to be a bigger poet than a blog post. Fuck you I said. That aughta do it.
Oh my fucking God, I’ve got to get bigger than my pen. I’ve got to say to you words that open up worlds inside you that change the world. I’ve got to make you see for one goddamn minute we are not animals in a bullpen. We’re not even That. We’re ourselves in time with the means to change out of this skin of loneliness and disease that even all good people wear.
We can improve the human condition. We can get better at ourselves. I’m finding that in myself as we speak. Adopt a belief? Change yourself into the bigger man when met with the opposition, your own damn faults or the shit storm of others.
You can be a bigger person to life’s faults. You can be the skies all take room in. Do you hear my apologies?
Yeah we went down to everybody’s but King Lear was here. Spiritual enlightenment, I’m past gold card. It’s hung up in the bank. I just keep getting tested I’m sorry. Now we call on rabies to get vaccinated. Will I die? I’m a patrol boat. I turn everything in. I’m strong in squares. Everybody’s down on me yes.
All night jazz somebody. Is it overkill? I’m talking about the Frenchman in the harbor, my toe broadcast to the world. The muse is my bedfellow. Stranger coming. And I hear the voices at night. All along the shores of reason this infinity swirls. I’m a gust of wind called. I produce alphabets, stacking up reality in pictures that are not what you usually see. Can you reason with them? I’m an explosive marinade. I paint past pictures.
I’m edifying you. Would you laugh in thought or take my hand? I’m a dumbbell. How many reps can you do? I mean read to understand. We are for folks. We sing loud and clear. We are fro friend in need. Look at this as a gift. A microcosm, I’m a twilight zone. I do pronouns bigger than you.
There are voices behind this bigger than me. It’s all fountain keep. I love it in the afternoon. Who doesn’t want to sleep at night? I get paid. Divine love in boxcars show me the way. It’s substantial rhythm taking my life apart and going to harmony work. I know my own business. And here we are.
Rolling pin anyone? I just got so much to say. No problem, he’ll be joining the first one. How for? How could I do that? It’s so funny, my moon face. Social media, I’m a strong count here. Of course use me.
Everybody’s model, now, this is gonna be difficult. What baby? We throw in the dog, and Luna. Well ride ‘em on my puppy is not as single as all that. An emergency takes aim at afterlife. Where’s Luna, Bruno? No this is Lisa. Lisa’s like that, is a to herself dog.
Can I get to know her? She’s easily put. It’s hard to put you there. This is exploratory duty. You need to tell Lisa you care. Talk and say things. Your puppy’s not gonna order her light bulb in the next few days. Well we love about her. We adore her. I mean sound her name every time you turn around, she’ll grant you some special privileges.
Why can’t she go? She likes it so near you. Is she suffering? She has all this radio station. She is so occupied with you guys. A lot more wood had to be put into the system. Just rises in that is the toppest dog you’re hearin’. Keep sayin’ her name. Lisa baby please come with me. This is so close: you’ve got to be human baby. Lisa baby, I’m on our way.
Venture, wow, what a year it took bulldozers getting people outta here. They not deserving and not needing synergy, the sadhana circle. Can we grace them please while they go? I hear the heart in your room. I’ve got this incredible heart of my own you’re not balanced with. Bye people, go. We used to it, taking advantage of Steve McCoy. Now this affects her thinking. This is written on our desk.
That’s what I’m gonna be doin’, gettin’ into world thought. I do that every day. Now I have the plans for you. I’m gonna move in and question reality. Save the country, there’s something there. There’s a being. The people to become better. The being to see the world as its friend, educated on family. That’s the thought, ride family to everybody’s related on Earth.
We finish with this blog Harm’s End. When he goes back up here, now harm’s end I will reach you. Get ready. Now Lisa, I’m going to find my dog.
If you wanna touch mark on the spiritual path and be seen by future doctors help this guy get published. A scientist didn’t study reality. A seer did.
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