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I lOve my little doll

“EVERYTHING I HAVE”*  Monday. *: I Give To You – for M. 🙂

You fished me outta The Bargain Bin at the local “5 and dime!”

You bought me CHEAP, as damaged goods,

Attached: There was a rhyme:

Said: “This is J Jay – Here for you –

Your special-silly-boy,

Who’s waiting for a girl, (pause)

To find this broken toy,

Who’ll fish him out and take him home and care for him all right,

And everything he has is yours – he’ll be your guiding light!!”

When I was bought, I looked straight up and saw your tear-filled eyes,

And fell in love with you right there; and breathed a million sighs!

You said: “Well, J Jay – Wanna Play?” and my heart skipped a beat,

And I said: “Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes,“ and you laid me in your seat!

“So-so, my J Jay – What you got? This EVERYTHING THAT’S YOURS?”

And I looked up into your face and said, in “kitten purrs:”

“Hi, my name is J Jay and I-know-what-I-got –

No money, lands or careful plans, but what I’s got’s A LOT!

I have not you; You have not me, for I can tell you true!

I am ‘The Lord’s,’

You are The Lord’s – And-I-don’t know what to do!

My little head is fluffy poo, so knowledge I have not –

This life’s a Great Big Mystery – But-I-still-know-what-I-got!

If you want all I have, My Dear, I’ll tell you very plain:

I got this MAGIC SOMETHING –

That’ll drive you quite insane!

I got just one thing, Honey Pie –

Can’t touch it, sell it, seek it, find it –

Where it is, I ain’t a clue –

BUT – It’s real, I’m sure, by goll.

IT IS THIS FEELING I HAVE FOR YOU – PLEASE LOVE YOUR LITTLE DOLL!”

fin. <3

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One For Zombie 🧟‍♂️ has been banned 32 Countries ( read only for the Very cool mind) warning ⚠️©

ONE FOR THE ZOMBIES: [banned in thirty-two countries and whirled wide!]

“The ABC’s Of Making Love With Zombies!” a poem a.k.a.: “Dead Folks Need Love Too!” June 7, 2019 {Friday}

A. Annabel Lee* is-a rotting in The Grave;

NECK-er-OH!-phil-ia!! That’s what I crave!

I would do-IT! I’d-“neck” with-her, [although-I-know-it’s-unwise,]

But I just can’t resist – the pus! oozing out [of] her eyes!

And the cool, rotten smell – makes me feel SO WELL!

I-just-love-her-“dead-love!” She-hails from H – L L!

You-know, the more we met, the fresher** SHE got,

Until [Heaven forbid!] Her temperature grew HOT;

She started to smell – like a girl I once knew,

Way back in high school! and now she can do:

LAMAZE EXERCISES! https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8B1oIcTh604

(pause)

She had us – two daughters! and! a son;

Yeah! They’re-all-zombies, but we’re-still-havin’-a-lot-of-fun!

B. Betty! I LOVE BETTY! Let’s go: “beddy bye!”

I like “betty-bye-bye-time,” but last week She did DIE!

She’s the sister of the girl known as Annabel Lee,*

There’s a lot of death in that family, but I’m sure you would agree:

Those zombie girls are DROP DEAD GORGEOUS, and, they might be ghouls,

But they enjoy coitus-uninterruptus forever after – because They’re bloody fools!

‘Cause, when it comes to bad lovin’, they simply can not stop,

And I notice after a while, these girls tend to POP!!!!

But it’s NOT-a-“bang”-that-goes-off! It’s-their-whole-dang-“frame!”

Their bodies (like) EXPLODE! Too much excitement (I guess) – is to blame!

C. Candy! Candy! She’s rottin’ – and she’ll rot,

My teeth, my flesh, my entire being – ’cause Candy’s SUPER hot!

When we enjoy each others’ com-pany, the sugar sweet of her,

Makes-me-moan-and-shake, and her hair-is-more-like-fur!

Than ordinary strands or locks! I like to rub it hard,

And-watch-as-chunks-of-her-flake-off!

“Oh, Lover Boy, you’ve marred,

Another section of my body!” So, there’s less and less Candy to touch!!!!!!

Perhaps, before very long, I’ll be enjoying – NOT SO VERY MUCH,

CANDY! And! I’LL REALLY MISS HER, as-with-each-sweet-&-yummy-bite,

She’ll be absorbed into me! and I’ll be alone!!

Dreaming of HER!

Each SWEET! and-sour NIGHT! 🙁 – Candy! Wherefore art thou, Candy!

fin <3©

  • – with apologies to Edgar Allan Poe

** – I suggested she rename herself “FRESCA!” She said: “That’s stupid!” I said: “Thank you!” Then, she broke off a dangling finger and threw it at me! That’s her way of showing how much she loves me! (smile!) I AM the happiest zombie lover in the world! Yay!©🧟‍♂️

JFASTEREFT MODERN IMPRESSIONIST POET ~ Thoughts of yesterday long ago in the land of denial of sexuality long gone

“BODY-MIND BALANCING ACT!” December 18, 2017

There’re-doubtless-dimensions-where-they “overthink!”-”THEY”

Never-get-outta-their-head!

On Planet “Analysis 3 point 2 Oh,” their bodies are sure good as dead!

And, on Planet “Anal” (prounced “aw-nah-l), they doN’T overthink,

Because-there-that’s-what-everyone-does!

But-they-dream of their bodies as tools of use

Why do they dream? Just be-cause!

Just-because-”God”-likes to think-through-things-too –

And, often, She stays in her head.

And may not take food or a rest – toilet break?

And may not sleep long in her bed.

But we are NOT there (pause) On planet ANAL (prounced “aw-nah-l!”)

We are in 3 – DD Space,

So, if my eyes bulge, when you take off your blouse,

It’s OK – we’re

THE (pause)

HUMAN RACE!

fin. <3

JFASTEREFT MODERN IMPRESSIONIST POET

WELL, TIME is a jealous mistress! But, we can only really try! To MAKE IT – on-or-with-time! (pause) By and by! 😏

Watch “david helfgott” on YouTube ~ Broken Soul

ARTIST :jfastereft@gmail.com

“I LOVE YOUR CAT!” 🐰 on being a kitty person

“I LOVE YOUR CAT!” a poem a.k.a.: “On Being A Kitty Person!” 

I just LOVE cats, especially YOUR KITTY – and all the things she’ll do!
So, when you say, “My kitty hurts,” well-then, my-kitty-sure-hurts-too,
Even-though-I-don’t-really-have-a-kitty – although-I’ve-always-wanted one!
So, I’m glad you let me borrow – YOUR KITTY1 ’cause-kitties-are-a-lot-of-fun!

They’re fuzzy – and cuddly – and-they-move-around-a-lot,
And, IF-I’m-ever-marooned-on-a-desert-island, a (beautiful) kitty’s-what-I-hope-I-got!

So-let’s-be-real-gentle-with-your-kitty; I like to kiss her so sweet,
And I like to tell her: “I LOVE YOU,” and – I also like to eat,
With – and cuddle – your kitty; it is my favorite thing,
To spend time with your kitty! Even-to-bed I’ll bring,
Your kitty – and-we’ll-comfort-one-another – throughout the-blessed-night,
And, when we rise at morning time, your-kitty-is-my-delight!

And, when your kitty’s caught “the bird,” and her lips are dripping red,
I-still-tell-your-kitty, “I LOVE YOU,” and-I-lay-my-aching-head,
On-her-and-tickle – kitty’s little nose,
And I watch your kitty – and-how-she-sometimes-grows!
So, in the morning, when we open our eyes,
I fondle your kitty – and get a rise,
From-kitty-AND-from-her-little-nose,
That’ll-squirt-and-dribble, so-I’ll-propose:
“Come on now, little kitty! Let’s-play!-cume-over-here,”
And I’ll hold kitty tenderly! To-me, your kitty’s-so-dear!
Are there other kitty lovers-out-there? I-say-“Hail! to little ‘ V! ‘”
For kitty’s name is Valentina; come, Kitty! Sit-on-my-knee! 🙂 – Kitty’s are wonderful!

fin 

I’m A honey delight ❄ cream cone 🍦🍦🍨🍧🍨🍧🍨🍧🍨🍦

I smell a Rat 🕺🕺

“CHRISTIAN CYNICISM 102!” a poem May 27, 2019 (Monday)

  • “If you recycle, then I-will-too!”
  • “But I JUST-DO-IT, for something to do,
    And it’s kind-of fun!” – “How-so is-THAT?”
  • “Well, I dunno!” – “I smell A RAT!”
  • “But, wait-just-a-second! I-think-I-got-an-answer,
    Perhaps from Santa! or-Dasher-or-Dancer!”
  • “Yeah, what’s-your-answer? How’s-it-fun-crushin’-cans?
    Collecting-glass-and-plastic? And-changing-your-daily-plans,
    For-it-seems-just-annoying-and-no-one’s-employing, so-it-simply-takes-up-your-time!
    How-can-you-ever, have-fun-recycling? How-[are]-you-gonna-end this-rhyme!”

The Mystic Poet: + “It’s LIKE THIS! – [but] do-you-want the short explanation?”

  • “No, make it full!” I-said, with some hes-i-ta-tion,
    Knowing-that-I might not like the answer! (pause) Oh, well:
    TIME IS TIME – and TIME’S TO WASTE, and recycling’s-done in-H – L L,
    Where-you-can’t-throw-whatever you-want away,
    And-just let-“others”-come and-pick-up-your-REFUSE today!
    The Mystic Poet: + “OK, but-your-answer’s STILL-succinct, not-too-long,
    And I’ll put it for you – in a pretty-little-song!” [to the tune of “Crazy” by Patsy Cline:]

[Ya-gotta-be] CRA-ZY! to-have-fun whe-e-n-you-are re – cy -cling!
CRA – ZY! know-ing that YOU’ll have – to-o-o-DO – oo-oo-ooo
RE – CY-CLING! un-til the-cows come-home, my Dar-r-r-r-ling,
And-then some-how Re-cy-cling-can-be sort-of FUN!
[Well] HON-ey If-you-have-been tor-tured! My Hon-ey, doo-doo- doo –
And the-e-en, some-how your tor-ture’s gone HOME! [Yes, gone “ho-o-o-me!”]
But-the-TOR-TURE has-got-to-feel so-bad with- in-YOU-ou-ou-oo –
That-you-want noth-ing to-do but-drop DEAD! [I’ve said!]
[Yes-you-gotta-be] CRA-ZY, or-that’s-what-the-neighbors-do-say, Dear! [doo doo-doo]
CRA-ZY! for-you want-to-DI-i-E yes-ter-day! [Let-me sa-a-a-a-y]:
IF-YOU’VE-GONE-THROUGH tor-ture-as-bad as-I’m-say-ing, (pause)
And-THEN-SEE – LIGHT-in-“The-Tu-u-nnel o-o-o-f-You!” oo – oo – oo –
IF-THAT’S-SO – no-matter-what-you-do’s-NOW hap-py – ee-ee- ee –
And-“work,” Dear – is-fun com-pared-to what you-ou-ou-oo went-through! oo – oo!
So, THERE-DEAR is-the-ex-x-planation I-pro-mised,
The-Short-Ans-wer: That-your-“soul’-must-be-e-e– re-e-eFINED [quite re-fi-ined,]
BY-FI-RE!!! For-fi-re-will-make-you-so-gra-te-full, oo-oo-oo oo
So-gra-teful – that-even-a-burn can-be-e-e fun! Fun-For-You! oo-oo-oo
[‘Cause-you’re] CRA-ZY! Cra-zy with-no-o-o-t be-ing-tor-tured – doo doo doo-doo!
At-least NO-O-O-T – as-much-a-a-a-s you-were sub-ject-TO!!! 🙂 – oo-oo!

fin <3

BRAIN~WASHING 101

“BRAIN-WASHING 101!” a poem a.k.a.: “The Inherent Danger of Religion, Philosophy & Study!” a.k.a.: “The Difficulty of Disengaging From Organizations, Their Policies & Doctrines!” May 10, 2019 (Friday!)

From the apparent first day we enter, WE-ARE BOMB-arded,
Our lives are ma-nipulated, for-“our-souls” seem un-guarded!
“HI, HOW ARE YOU?” – – – “I’M FINE!” “Me too!”
“AND-WHAT-DOES-THAT-MEAN?” “Well, I’m-really-not-sure!” (pause)
“WELL, BUDDY! YOU-BETTER, QUICKLY! CLEAR-UP-THAT-BLUR!
& UNDERSTAND – & DELINEATE – – – & ANALYZE, if you want a date,
WITH ME – FOR, FOR SURE, C-O-N-C-E-P-T!! IS THE THING!”
“but, I SO-just-wanted-to-get-you a-shiny, new ring,
One you can wear, – – – So-that-I-can-show-that-I-care!”
“WELL, TO ‘SHOW-ME’ THAT-YOU-T-R-U-L-Y–DO-CARE,
EXPLAIN EACH NUANCE – IN-YOUR-“BROKEN”-STARE,
DESCRIBING AND ANALYZING – ALL OF YOUR FEELINGS!”


[That sounds-an-awful-lot like:-some-Business-Dealings!]

When relationships with people, with EACH OTHER,
Are not really that important, (oh, gosh, Dear-Mother!),
As relationships we have – with conceptual analysis,
Then, I think, so-to-speak – there is-a-kind of-paralysis,
Which brings The Conceptually Focused Pe[u]rson,
To a Place of Stasis, where-no-one’s-“nursin’,”
And, therefore-NO-MILK-of-Human-NESS will-be-drunk,
Until all analytical processes – are thoroughly “thunk!”
And, since analysis is – and-always-has-been – Never-Ending,
With no one, with no one – will-you-ever-be-be-“friending!”
Instead, you-might-wed [or “court”] – A THEORY – or TEACHING,
a PSYCHOLOGICAL TREATISE, perhaps, based-on [Carl] Jung’s “sacred preaching!”
Of course, you can ALWAYS fall-in-love with IDEAS – or the contents of a book?
If you mainly just love CONCEPTS, then PEOPLE, YOU CAN OVERLOOK!
BUT, remember: When concepts are-more-important than people,
There’s -really no reason – to-ever-seek-A-Steeple!*
Marry, instead, good notions and ideas;
No vows are then needed, and-I’ll get-up-off-my-knees-es!
For, you see: “I just wanted to hold you, and I just wanted to touch you;
I don’t know WHY (and-don’t-care); I-just WANTED-TO!
I just want to: hug you & smell you & fon-dle your hair,
And kiss – and touch your-sweet 🙂 – Under-wear!

fin <3

* – For the purposes of marriage

Until the end of time
Love always finds a way
Forever together
🤗

Your Career has been nothing short of inspirational

Your work ethics have been nothing short of motivational

Your demeanor typing Poetry has been nothing short of Professional

We are inspired by nothing short of your inspiring wisdom

Congratulations Top Authur @bestofnatureblog

Mystic Poet Laureate AWARDS

https://youtu.be/CCSGelSCPGE
Congratulations Sir Brilliant 🤗

Shall we go for a ride down the back road 🤷🏻‍♂️🔥

“SHALL WE GO FOR A RIDE?” a poem a.k.a.: “J. B.!” May 6, 2019 (A’s B-day!)
[Monday]

It might be fun (pause) [you-know!] REAL FUN!
If we-went for-“a-ride,” and-I-could-be-your-“Hon!”
I-could-call-you: “Daddy!” or “Mommy!” or PAL;
I just LOoooooooVE “rid-ing!” (pause) I’m THAT kind of gal!

Please! Please! Let’s-go! I’m SO excited;
I’m-glad [that] with-YOU – I-have-confided,
MY NEED – for “a ride,” to “The Other Side!”
Let’s-go-for-our-ride! I’m-young! (pause) but WIDE!

Let’s go! Let’s go! Oh! Wait! Come-meet-my-“pop!”
He’s The Sheriff ’round here! Yes, he’s a REAL cop,
And I’m his PRIDE AND JOY, just looking for a boy,
Or-a-girl [that] I-can-ride-with! Please, please, be my TOY!

I’m “Papa’s Pink, Pink Rose Blossom;” see-the-covers-on-my-bed?
He-got-me-these, and when-I-sleep, they’re-next-a-to-my-head!
Do you think-a-that I have his EYES? (pause) Don’t-they-sort-a look en-trap-ping!
Come-on-now, let’s DO OUR RIDE! I’m-teasing, and I’m-tapping!

I’m tapping at your Chamber Door; I really can not wait!
“The Boys” down at “the station,” say that I AM “Jail Bait!”
Well, I don’t know what THAT IS! Pop says I’m na-ive!
Can-we-go-for-our-ride NOW? I REALLY want to leave!

Just know that IF I get upset, that would REA-LL-Y be a shame; (pause)
I’d probably have to find me some-body TO BLAME!
Hey, where are you going? You haven’t met my pop!
Wait, wait, wait, wait wait, wait, wait! Don’t-you-wanna see-“my-top?” 🙂 – Whoa!

Artist – J. JAY SAMUEL DAVIS

“IMBALANCING THE BALANCE!” a poem May 4, 2019 (Saturday)

Is there PERFECT BALANCE? Well, maybe for ONE TICK,
But-then-you’re-on-THE-OTHER-SIDE of-The-Pendulum’s-schtick!

Let’s say: “When you are BALANCED, your ‘[h][a]um’s’ DIVINE!”
Let’s say: “When you’re NOT SPINNING ONE-POINTEDLY, you don’t feel fine!”

If you’re moving,* the closer to CENTER [that] you are,
The more adequate you’ll FEEL! and, when you’re far,
From the balance of The Blessed Still Center,
And you feel AWFUL! OK, now let’s enter:
The Community of Medical, Specialized Folk,
Who calibrate “back to the center,” but it’s really-more-like-a-joke!

There’s-this-speculation, based on “voodoo teachings;”
Will you go? and-listen to-their-learned-preachings:
“DO THIS! TAKE THIS! YOU’LL BE FINE IN THE MORNING!”
And, odds are – you’ll head-back-to-The-Middle, but, without any warning,
You’ll-OVERSHOOT-THE-CENTER , pretty darn quick;
You’ll feel better (for a time); then, you’ll feel sick,
Because-you’ll-be on-the-other-side of-life’s-“blessed-swing,”
Feeling-terrible-again, and-the-doctor-will-bring,
ANOTHER “PRESCRIPTION,” to send you [swinging] BACK again!
“Gosh!” you’ll say; “in THIS PLACE [before], haven’t I been?”

Manipulation! interacting -with-so-much excellent guess-work,
By well-meaning doctors, led by ONE [all-consuming] jerk,
Whose name is ABRAXAS,** a “medical?” “ruler,”
Who LOVES pain and suffering – and RELIEF! What a “fool-er!”

“Abraxas – demands taxes! from ALL [of] His subjects;
You-give: hope-pain-&-suffering, while-He’s-chokin’-ya-necks!”*** The Mystic Poet – and arguably aren’t we all?
** – Abraxas: a name composed of Greek letters, often found on charms, used by ancient “seers!” It has been suggested that the name belongs to the deity from whom all Divine Emanations come! [What this means, I have no idea, but is DOES sound spooky!] 🙂
*** – and pocketbooks!

“EVOLUTION OF”EVOLUTION OF A GLORIOUS STORY?” OF A GLORIOUS STORY?”

“EVOLUTION OF A GLORIOUS STORY?” OF A GLORIOUS STORY?” a poem 27 April 2019 (Saturday!)

PHASE ALPHA!

I “looked” around, or-FELT-for-a-while!
A MILKY BED! is just my style!
I-kind-o’-like-to-undulate – here and there!?
This-“space-and-time” thing – is-hard-“to-wear!”
“I think I AM SPLITTING!? NOW!? I-feel-SPLIT!
But I AM! conscious!? a-little-bit!”

PHASE HU-MAN-A!

Flash-forward! ALIENS APPROACHED OUR BASE!
We! Humans! are-simply-lost-in-space!
“We” now anti-ci-pate our-inevitable demise,
At-the-“hands?” of-“aliens!?” “WHO’S-IN-DISGUISE?”
I ASKED, as Bella-Dona came!
“Hush up, ye hu-man!” “Bella, you’re-STILL-a-dame!”
I said that as I was being harshly restrained,
By her “alien cohorts,” who-were-NOT-terribly-pained,
By-partial-extermination – of-us-“human-chaff!”
One looked to ME, as I did laugh!
“You puny, weak – and putrid thing!”
I smiled, as-“they” attached a ring,
Around my neck – and closed it tight!
THEY WERE SO-CURIOUS, AS-TO-WHY-I-DIDN’T-FIGHT!

PHASE PLE-JA-REN

Now-Friends! in-The-Twinkling-of-an-Eye,
“Aliens”-populate-The-Earth! and-this-is-why:
It’s-because-of-this-little-story’s next design;
I’m now an alien, and I’m feeling fine,
And ALL OTHER SEEMINGLY WILLFUL ONES,
Are also “aliens,” and they have guns!
Ray guns! (Oh, yeah!) to keep “the animals” in line;
In-case-of-attack, guns subdue-THEM fine!
They are tranquilized, perhaps for eating,
Mad-dogs – cats – or-sheep, a-bleeting,
Or monkeys – lions – and hu-mans too!
YOU-KNOW? ALL THE ANIMALS YOU FIND AT “THE ZOO!”

It’s-funny-how No-single-“alien” remembers when,
Humans did rule – this Worldly Den;
Nor do any remember when we were “earlier ones,”
And-“we” swam the seas, and “we” harnessed suns!
We-also-swam-in-plasma! Who knows where!
Now, Thank Heaven(s)! We don’t-need-no-underwear,*
Unlike “hu-mans,” who will “poop” their pants!
“They” do-have a form of “talk,” with grunts and chants!**

It-is-now 2550? a year NOT to remember,
What happened in 2020, in The Bleak December,
When “aliens” took over, from distant stars!
“They”-took-over-this-“plane” “hu-mans” used-to-call “OURS!”

Yet, there IS – ONE “court jester” among us here,
A science fiction poet, who, as-a-result-of-his-silly-profession, doesn’t-fear,
To write about silly, fictional times, when he laughed at scary visitors,
Who demanded respect, as His inquisitors!
He laughed without fear, for He knew that His story,
included A NEXT STEP – of “Alien Glory!”
He’s also a pseudo-scientist, who studied amoebas,
Undulating, one-celled-organisms, living-in-fluid-milk-“kivas!”
He inspects his amoebic “friends,” asking if they’re OK!
And THEY’LL SPLIT! if-he-blows-them-a-kiss or-when-he-teaches-them-to-pray:
“I might be – just a single, one-celled, little thing,
But BLESS ME, Lord! for-I’m-in-The-Glorious-Story The Mystic Poet likes to bring!”

fin <3

* – This will come as a welcome “relief” to those who prefer “going commando!” Many humans find underwear uncomfortable and restrictive! “Aliens” have no need of such “devices,” as they excrete in a “proper” fashion, without stress and stench!
** – like dolphins, who use a form of echo reflection, so the hu-man techniques are not quite as sophisticated!

“ANOTHER DAY IN THE LAND OF JACK’S BEAN!”*💥

“ANOTHER DAY IN THE LAND OF JACK’S BEAN!”* a poem April 25, 2019 (TH.)

“The scraps! The crumbs! You throw to me,
Are in-su-fficient!” She-said-spite-fu-lly!

The Golden Goose – was-laying eggs, as-fast-as-He-was-able!!
But, still, His-Sweetie-demanded [that] He-lay-MORE, for-the-breakfast-table!

* – A story related to the fable “Jack and The Beanstalk!” Years after The Giant has passed away, having left a daughter, equally gigantic, She was able to retrieve The Golden Goose and The Harp from Jack’s house! It was a house That Jack Built!

“JUSTICE FOR JOSHUA*  THE JEW!”  a poem, dedicated to: HIM!  on Wednesday 23 April 2019!   a.k.a.: “Imagine!!”  a.k.a.: “Stop In The Name of Love!?” ~ J. Jay SAMUEL DAVIS

“JUSTICE FOR JOSHUA* THE JEW!” a poem, dedicated to: HIM! on Wednesday 23 April 2019! a.k.a.: “Imagine!!” a.k.a.: “Stop In The Name of Love!?”

IMAGINE YOU! Playing-“cops,” as-you-did, as-a-kid yesterday!
Imagine YOU, after-“growing-up?” You-have-a cock-sure sway,
And-decide-to-attend one of the Police Academy Schools,
Graduating! AFTER-you’ve learned-ALL-THE-RULES!?

You get a “smart” uniform, and-there’s-a-glint-in-your-eye;
You marry your “childhood sweetheart,” having kids by-and-by,
And you soon get “transferred” – to a little West Texas town,
Being-told-to “keep the peace” &-use “reasonable force” when holding a suspect down!

Then – IMAGINE ONE DAY, A “DRIFTER” COMES AROUND,
And gets in a little trouble, as he yells, with-a BIG sound!
And, when you approach him, he yells – even more,
DISTURBING THE PEACE! So, you wrestle him to the floor,
And he struggles a lot, so you “beat him” a bit,
To shut him up – and so – in restraints you can get,
HIM! Yet, he struggles more and yells LOUD, very upset,
And you HAVE TO toss him in County Jail, knowing it’s a “safe bet,”
That, since he’s pretty “smart” and wants JUSTICE TO PREVAIL,
That he might just STUDY UP!? in! – or-out of jail!

So, imagine you don’t like Him; you-wish-he’d-go-away,
For you’ve MANY “tough” hombres, you gotta deal with every day,
But MOST of them realize – that they might-a been “outta line,”
So, about their arrests? They’re-probably NOT gonna “whine!”

BUT, “THIS” GUY – HOLDS A GRUDGE – AND WANTS A FULL HEARING!
Now, imagine YOU’RE HIM,
[For-it-is-YOURSELF! Upon-whom you’re-really-peering!?]

NOW! Imagine YOU-have-approached – some silly lawyer guy,
And-he’s-suggested, “Why-don’t-you-drop-it?” giving THIS WHY:
“Because law enforcement is seldom restrained!
Cops do what they THINK is reasonable, even-if-suspects-are-PAINED,
By repeated blows! to subdue EVEN an unarmed man!
THE PUBLIC SUPPORTS THE LOCAL SHERIFF (usually) – Is-it-some-Divine-Plan?” NO! NO! [It] Can’t be! That’s ABSURD, for “God” won’t do such stuff?
GOD’S ALWAYS FAIR! Isn’t-SHE!? Yet, JUSTICE CAN BE ROUGH!?!?

Yet, I don’t believe in God, so, sometimes (or often) MIGHT IS RIGHT,
And police officers will simply patrol – PA-TROL! throughout the night,
And “mess up” some people – Yeah! Perhaps too much!
NOW! Imagine again! That YOU’RE THAT LAWYER, as such,
And you realize – (Oh, yeah!) Every system of LAW – has its “faults?”
& DIRTY ROTTEN SECRETS – ARE SOMETIMES STUFFED AWAY IN VAULTS!
And imagine, as this lawyer, you are skeptical and callous,
After having practical(?) experience? regarding forgive-ness and malice!

Yes, IMAGINE YOU – IN ALL THESE ROLES!
A COP! A LAWYER! An INDIGENT – with-conflicting-goals!
Just SIMPLY PERFECT, as you-all can be,
SEEKING – for your individual, little piece(s) of Heaven, CAN ANY OF YOU SEE?

That: Life might end TOMORROW! Yeah, sure! Do what-you-wanna-do-TODAY!!!!
Or! What you CAN do! Now (if you want) LISTEN TO WHAT I SAY:
“We’re ALL in a drama – of cops, robbers and BUMs,
TRYING TO GET BY! We MOSTLY – suck our thumbs!”

And, finally, Josh[ua], imagine-you’re-GOD! Many people like-to;
NOW, what is it YOU’LL-say UNTO YOU?
To The Cop: “Good job! Thanks for keeping The Peace!”
To The Lawyer: “Don’t SOB! Justice will never cease,
And it’ll-NEVER-die! It-just smells-like-it!”

And – to THE BEATEN INDIGENT, “God” might offer this bit:
“I’m SOOOOO sorry – you got beaten upon,
And I REALLY HOPE – all your SELF-respect – isn’t gone!
Anyway, I’m sorry! MY FAULT! My ‘bad,’ I guess,
A lotta people around here – get beat and killed, but-I’ll-STILL-bless,
Efforts-for-PEACE REVENGE and-JUSTICE, but-never-enough! 🙂 -Mmm!
Yet, I STILL BLESS THEM ALL – in The Name of Lou[v]f!

fin <3

* – Jeshua (Joshua), the Aramaic-Hebrew name for Jesus!

SANCTIMONIOUS STATE OF AFFAIRS ~ Scrooge 🤗

“OMG SX FOOD MONEY: THE SANCTIMONIOUS WORLD CALLED TABOO, WHICH MOST HUMANS HOLD DEAR!” a poem April 2, 2019 (Tuesday)

If you wanna “ruffle feathers,” talk-about: s x, food & money;
If you wish to have attention, those are always the “hot topics,” honey!
People start going berserk (for some reason) when you “hit” upon those fields!
Discord, concern and rebellions start! It’s-what-each-of-those-topics-yields,
Because we “serious” humans have to show how “sensitive” we are:
(1) So! To-start-with, we’re incensed, I think, with-MONEY by far:
“You’re outside; put that money away!” and “Don’t touch my stash!”
It’s-like “the sin against The Holy Ghost!” “Yes! This-is-MY-precious-cash!”
“My PRECIOUS is so precious!” This-is Gollum’s* focus,
Is it the-thing that makes life living? These lives of “hocus pocus!”
(2) Then, FOOD! OMG! “I gotta eat, or-else my bod will shrivel up & I’ll blow away!”
NEVER talk about food preferences or eating habits – in any way!
Just watch people eating! They’re looking around, like someone will-see-them!
They-are-totally-silent – or talk non-stop &-our-eyes, well, they’re-locked-in-ReeE.M.**
“Don’t eat too much!!!!” “Eat the right way!” “Eat the right things,”
OR-ELSE: Gluttony! Anorexia! and Starvation-in-3rd(?)-Countries IT brings!
(3) And – THEN! (pause) THAT SUBJECT!!! “blocked” by Tumblr & Facebook!
Even “related” words – are ANATHEMA!*** Just take a look:
IF YOU USE SX – OR A N Y ANATOMICAL VERB,
OR S – D – M – or-any-“fleshly”-subjects People experience – such “perturb!”

So, if you never want-to be called “unkind” or “un-couth,”
LOOK AWAY! from SX FOOD or MONEY Yes, yes! forsooth!
LIFE IS S O SACRED?! And-these-subjects-are-taboo! Sure-to-kill!?
LUST! GLUTTONY! GREED! OMG! We’ve been taught “inherent thrill?”
About SIN (another taboo subject)! So, EAT, PRAY, LOVE! Do-an-Everything Search!
Plus, when you’re through with “living,” be sure to go to church,
And CONFESS! that you need: Fuel! an Exchange Medium! & Intimate Touch!
PRAY TO GOD, APOLOGIZING FOR BEING HUMAN! “I’m-human – too much!!”

fin <3

* – a thin character in “Lord of The Rings,” also named Smeagol, a “hobbit,” or small river person! He was labeled “Gollum,” because of his guttural, throat noises, and he found a “precious” ring and started becoming very thin, afraid someone would steal his prize! Arguably, we are “torn” between lusting after something & wishing to be free of it! Oh, well! Gollum’s life was extended for eons by having “The One Ring,” and he loved & hated it, as he did himself! We are TAUGHT! to love & hate (1) intimate contact; (2) eating; and (3) money! We are fearful, controlled – and magnificent! I think we should be able to talk about anything we want – and – handle money in public! 🙂
** – When are eyes are uncontrollably “darting around!” [R. apid E. ye M. ovement!]
*** – Worthy of condemnation, sin and death!?

Money makes the world go round and around until you rattle in the head 😁😁

“EVOLUTION!?”~ Jfasterfert 💥

EVOLUTION!?\” “EVOLUTION!?” a poem a.k.a.: “Rising Sun!” a.k.a.: “I’m Sorry There Are No Words To Tell You How Much I Adore You!” April 1, 2019 (April Fools’ Day: Moon-Day)

I met a friend; [Was-it-on] April Fools’?
(S)he was captivating, with eyes like “pools!”
The attraction, it was quite the thing!
Is-it-time – for-a-diamond-ring,
When-I’m-not-even-sure if-it’s-a-boy-or-girl?!
Well, what-the-heck! Let’s-“give-it-a-whirl,”
And see what happens – gay or straight,
Or “bi,” Oh, my! Just SA-TI-ATE,
THIS FEELING, SOME-HOW, for-it’s-in-tense,
And-my-libido makes-no-sense!
With-many attractive people-around,
With none of them will-I-be-found,
Because not-one is-nearly-as-fine,
AS YOU ARE! You-are “DIVINE,”

And-I’m-“immune” to-the-allure,
Of other people, for there’s-no-“stir,”
Of wanting-to-be-with any-one,
Except with YOU, “My Rising Sun!”

Shall-we call-it EVOLUTION?
To be with you? – is-my “solution,”
Is my desire, fond – and strong!
ETERNALLY – is NOT so long,
When “The-Right-One” comes-along,
The-one-who-com-ple-ments my-solitary-song:
A song of HOPE, to-complete-a-life,
That-has-changed-so-much – Are-you my-wife?

You are my future, and together, we,
Are-in-this-together, de-licious-ly!

You are my passion! Now! Exclusive;
Joy-with-you – is-NOT elusive! 🙂 – Sigh!

fin <3

“EVOLUTION!?”

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“THE MAN WITHOUT SIN IS FREE TO SIN!”* JFASTERFERT 🤗

“THE MAN WITHOUT SIN IS FREE TO SIN!”* a poem March 31, 2019 (Sunday)

HE CAN’T-FIGURE-“IT”-OUT! [He’s a man without sin!]
Has-he-maybe-figured-out – that-you-NEVER can win,

But! You never lose either, so maybe it’s all OK!
Don’t ask me, Honeys! I’VE NOTHING TO SAY,
That’ll make it all right – or make it-all go away!
A MAN WITHOUT SIN, IS SINNING ALL DAY,

Be-ing-accused! of-breaking-The-Rules;
He-has-things loose-and-rattling – in-his box of tools!

“You’re a TOOL BOX!” they say, and-you-SHOULD-know-more-than-you-do!
“WHAT IS THE TRUTH?” “Well, The Truth is with YOU!
For-it-is-just-simply- what-you-want-it-to-be!”
Now-DOES “YOUR” TRUTH – fill-you- with-satisfaction-and-glee?
IF it don’t make you happy – why-come crying to-me,
Saying-[that]-I- make-you-sad! “PLEASE HELP-ME BE-FREE!”

“OK, you’re free now! So be on your way,
Or-find-someone to-cuddle, for a wonderful day!”

fin <3

* – and never feel guilty about it?!