“COME BACK TO ME!” a poem and commentary on: “Apparent Existence!” 02/03/19 (Sunday in America! ~ 9:00 P. M. C.S.T., The New England Patriots prevail!)
I DISAPPEARED! YESTERDAY!
Suddenly! There-was -no-J-Jay!*
Or-rather NO ONE WITH THAT NAME:
A false persona! It’s just a game,
Some people play – on Facebook sites!
Yet-I-THINK I REMEMBER DAYS AND NIGHTS,
And Facebook Friends –
And posting trends!
Then! I WAS GONE;
I-was only “a con!” 😀
Every morning, at half past o’clock,
I shan’t open my eyes, to this terrible mock!
Well, “the jig’s up now!” The truth is KNOWN!!!!
I NEVER WAS – on any phone!
Or any computer system at all! [I sure wish I hadn’t made that call!]
But, then, could I just DISAPPEAR?
Now! Oh, my! Nothing’s here!
Yet! – to know: If-even-one-“Friend”-loves-me,
Perhaps I could RE-APPEAR! again to see,
ONE LOVER! That may be all I’ll need,
To-exist-again – and plant one seed,
Of-SOMETHING! Perhaps, it’s LOVE’S TRUE LIGHT,
Just like a spark can mount – A FIRE OF ANY HEIGHT! 😁
COME BACK TO ME, Oh, Little SELF;
Don’t abandon me, upon your shelf,
Of some back water, sad estate,
Come Back, TwOMEy; it may-not be too-late!
ALL WE NEED? ONE LOVING REMEMBRANCE! 😂
Which will glow and burn, with the tiniest “ember-ance!”🤔
OK! I’m NOT here, or I’m a FAKE,
But WHO IS HERE? for Truth’s Pure Sake?
Aren’t we ALL “projections” OF LOVE’S DESIRE,
From our (apparent) mother’s womb? (So) Who’s The Liar,
Who gives apparent particles – vibration and might?
AND SEEMINLY GIVES – THE WORLD IT’S SIGHT?
Each morning, when you awaken! Will you be SOMEONE?
Well, IF you’re LOVED – (it) could-be quite fun,
For the love of “another” may-well “make you whole!”
IF YOU ARE SOMETHING, YOU’LL HAVE THIS GOAL:😂
“Of loving THE ONE, who cor-porealizes-you – and to love ‘others,’ even those-ones-who – would deny your existence, &-say: YOU’RE DEAD TO ME! But don’t say it too loudly, (or)-you-might-vanish-unexpectedly! 😁
No, no! I’m just kidding! COME BACK, Twomey,🤗
FOR I’LL ALWAYS LOVE YOU! and YOU ARE HERE – WITH ME?! 🙂 – Smiles
- an evidently “false” person, a pseudonym for someone (or something!!) that has been operating a “fake” Facebook site. We have investigated allegations that: “J Jay Samuel Davis” MAY NOT exist, and we are unsure what to do about it. We considered: (1) a wake, kind of like “Waking Ned Devine,” but we are not sure if we want J-Jay back 🤔
A(2) a more thorough investigation, to find out how much trouble this “person”? has caused, especially for Facebook, Inc. and Tumblr, Inc., who have blocked several of this supposed person’s poetry and, perhaps, other writings! Whoever is behind this silliness HAS obviously posted some pretty provocative pictures of women (and men) in various states of dis-en-robed-ness! I am reminded of the TV pastor who, this morning, was speaking about “sexual sins” and included: (a) sodomy; (b) fornication; (c) adultery; and (d) pornography!! Pornography, of course, was considered #11 or #12 in the original 15 COMMANDMENTS; however, once that third tablet was dropped by Moses, well, no one really knows what the f – – – was on that third tablet! It could have been: CURSING! [Thou Shalt Not CURSE!] Yeah, that sounds pretty good! [Thou Shalt Not Check Out Porno Sites!] Yeah! [Thou Shalt Not Be A Big Poo!] [Thou Shalt Not Be A Big Dummie!] [Thou Shalt Love Thy Neighbor As Thyself!]; (3) an investigation into why an Australian Facebook Friend, who was a friend TwOMEy might have “nullified” said J Jay’s existence! However, I might remind all of us – that it could be dangerous to do that, especially IF it turns out that the person you are “eliminating” may actually NOT BE HERE WITH YOU; you might be here with THEM! In that case, like cursing the righteous, the curse might boomerang or ricochet or something – and hit you in the arse! Of course, there is no doubt that J-Jay, or whatever the heck this sinister-ial alliance is, has not got one righteous bone in his/her/its blank-ity, blank body (or, it could be a machine! ARTIFICIAL INTELLIGENCE!); and (4) we might be ALL units of housed “artificial intelligence,” and not know it! Dang! What am even writing this for! I am a, for lack of a better term, computer program, or, even “less,” a soft drive thing or floppy diskette (with a hardened heart)! Le sigh! Le sigh! I MAY never write poetry ever again! Just kidding! Or – AM I!!! 🙂
EDITOR: OH my, Mr Twomey inspiring Social Media to Ban our Guy for life.
Mr Twomey should write an Open Apology or else
He (Mr Twomey) publicly Outed the ” House Poet as a FAKE – SUDER~ NAME! 😁🤔
( my secret is he is very real cause I have seen him naked 🤗 ) 😂😅😁🤗😅