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VAMPIRES vs. CROSS ✝️

“VAMPIRES vs. THE CROSS[es]!” a poem a.k.a.: “Vampires vs. Angels!” 4 June 2019 (Tue [2] sday)

Vampires were “storming’ The Mystic Poet Pawn Shop! I-said:-“What’s-up?”
[in a Transylvanian accent their “leader” said:]
“We’re here for all your CROSSES and-do-not-care-to-SUP,
On-your poetic fluids, since, [frankly] WE DON’T LIKE YOUR BLOOD!”
“OK,” says I; “so, you want the crosses, Count Bud?”
“YES! and-we’ll-pay-for-them-with-sufficient-leu*-too!”
“WHY [do] you want crosses?” “It’s-got-NOTHING-to-do-with-you;
We just HATE crosses!” “Is it a ‘supernatural thing? ‘ “
“NO! They’ve-no-physical-im-pact; we-just-hate the FAKENESS which they bring,
For people want and use crosses and think it makes them HOLY!”
“Well, what about YOU,” I said, “making necks so bloody hole-y?
Aren’t-you-ALSO BEING FAKE, acting mean and tough!”

“ENOUGH!” said the blood sucker[s]; “just give us [all] your cross stuff!”

So, the vampires left, with many crosses in hand,
And then they went to other pawn shops and stores through the land,
Because: PEOPLE WITH CROSSES WHO TRY TO DO GOOD ARE ACTING FAKE!

I guess “fake” IS pretty bad, for go[o]dness’ sake,
BUT! so-is-being-biting-and-mean-and-spooky-on-purpose!
That’s fake too, isn’t it? WE ALL, I think, BELONG IN A 3-RING CIR-CUS,
Which is REALLY exactly where we’re at,
IN A TRINITY OF 3-DIMENSIONS! Enter: The White Dove! & The Bloody Bat,
Just people-TRYING-to-be-good-and-those-acting-bad! Both, ACTING-OUT!
Aren’t we all that way? INAUTHENTIC! armed with a fake smile or a pout?

Don’t all folks CHOOSE – to be either: “holy & nice” OR “vile & impure?”
[We’re] A BUNCH OF “FAKIRS,”** aren’t we? I think! Fo’ -sure!
Sometimes, I act “bad” – and sometimes “good;”
AREN’T THEY TOO [2] SIMILAR, but I-really DON’T-wish I could,
Be JUST one or the other or another or that!
I’m Only Human, drowning-in-Holy-Water and/or washed in the blood of a bat!

fin <3


https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6Tou8-Cz8is

  • – Romanian currency! 4 leu ~ 1 U. S. dollar; 1leu ~ 25 c; “leu” rhymes with Day-O!
    ** – a Hindu beggar, masquerading as a “holy,” ascetic man, a renunciant of The Worl
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“PRAYER IS GOOD! UNTIL YOU GET AN ANSWER!” a poem May 27, 2019 (MONDAY!)

On the cinder block wall, feral kitty will wait,

Just like Humpty Dumpty! I guess it’s her (his) fate,

To rest on the top, with a little less space,

Than her body really needs?! but (s)he’s able to brace,

And-not-fall-from-The-Wall-but-(S)he’ll-SPRING, when-(s)he’s-ready!

A little me-di-ta-tion, then (s)he’s up! for-some-“pet – y,”

Or – “snack – y,” ’cause-(s)he’s- “wacky”-when-the-milk-dish-arrives,

Or some savory meat!!! It lights up her (his) eyes!

Even some dry cat food’s welcome – when (s)he,

Is HUNGRY! and ready to eat at the tree!

YOU SIT! AND YOU GET READY! WITH YOUR EYES CLOSED TIGHT!

AND – WHEN IT’S TIME TO LEAVE! YOU ARE CLEAN OUT OF SIGHT!

fin <3

“A DIRECTIVE FROM SATAN, THE DAY AFTER EASTER!” ~ MYSTIC POET 💥💥

“A DIRECTIVE FROM SATAN, THE DAY AFTER EASTER!” a poem, a.k.a.: “So What!” April 22, 2019 (Monday)

“A bear-like monster sleeps-outside my door;
It has three heads, and I-can hear-it snore!
It’s brought me a note, (of course) POST-RESURRECTION;
Perhaps I’ll read it! We’re-certain-of-its-direction,
Because, after-Easter, notes-from-Satan-from-H – L L,
Are-our inspiration – to follow His will!
But I AM Jesus! Anyway, here’s-what-it-said!
One’s-ALWAYS-sent-The-Day-After, from The Lord of The Dead:”

“Yeah! Yeah! So, Jesus arose! SO WHAT!? Let’s get back to work!
School-will-be-in-session; let’s not be no jerk!
Produce! and Study! and Anal – yze!
Easter is OVER! Clear-the-eggs-from-your-eyes,
And get-y’all-focused, to PRODUCE – and DELIVER!
Have lust for-any-lover! (I’ve arrows in my quiver!)
Do go -back to-your-favorite-bar(s), with-the-firm conviction,
That you all need heavy drink, to relieve your affliction,
Which is fear – and concern – and desire to prevail!
Don’t-forget-about-“track-season!” Run-and-win, without fail!
Work, Work – Work, Work – Wo-o-o-o-o-rk – a -way!
Make lots of money for taxes! Kiss The I.R.S.’s (you-know-what)! Hoo-ray!
Since our fiscal year – is officially underway,
And, even-with-a-tax-extension, remember! YOU GOTTA PAY!
Also, go to The Doctors – for another – great CHECK;
They’ll find something wrong (with you) – Y’-know, what the heck!
Buy some pills – Be SAFE and SOUND!
And-protect-the-U.S.-with-fences! It’s hallowed ground!
And worship a lot; pay big tithes;
Get ready – for lots more GREAT HOLY DAYS! (Here’s-a-surprise:)
A L L OF-THE HOLIDAYS THAT’S RIGHT, THEY’RE ALL THE SAME,
BUT JUST AS EXCITING! REALLY EXCITING! So, do not blame,
ME, for You-know – I can’t make all this stuff up?”

This has been your 1st special 2019 directive,
Brought-to-you-by: Cerberus, Satan’s bloody-dripping-pup! 🙂 – Woof, woof!

fin <3

“SATURDAY!  Party Day?”~ 💥💥💫

“SATURDAY! Party Day?” a poem April 20, 2019 (The Saturday, before Easter!!)

It-was-Saturday in-the-Holy-Land, and folks were feelin’ “down,”
For “Lordy! Our-Lord-Jesus is-no-more-to-be-foun[d];
His body, just-a-since-yesterday, got buried – in The Tomb!
Crucifixion-can-be-a-DRAG! It brings us lots of doom!”

So, Little Mary, Mary-Contrary – [usually] contrary-to-The-Max,
Came up with “a picnic plan,” to-get-us-out-o’-our-shacks!
She gathered wine – and cheese and bread,
And said: “COME ON!” That’s what she said;
“Let’s go and sup – outside His tomb!”
And, The-Magdalena at-her loom,
Said: “Yeah, you jokers!! Mary’s right!
Jesus-would-say-that-we’re-TOO-UPTIGHT!
We need ‘a break!’ from mourning hard!”
So all THE BAND – got food and nard,
And doth proceed-eth-ed to-have A BLAST,
Outside the tomb! A-real RE-past!
They ate and drank – into The Night,
Passing-eth-ed-OUT! There-upon-that-site!

Then, Roman soldiers – collected-them-all,
And-took-’em-to-The-Drunk-Tank-where-The-Apostle-Paul,
Would (eventually) work – and-plot to-kill-’em-good!
(Years-from-then, of-course! Years-from-then-he-would!)
Yet (long, eerie pause!) –
As they slumbered, vomit-smeared,
Inside-The-Jail (and some-were-pretty-“teared”),
Thinking – of Their Savior To-them, he-was LOST,
And-what-they-WOULD-‘A’-DONE, now, at-any-cost,
To have Him there, back-from-The-Grave, (another long, eerie pause!)

MOONLIGHT DANCED!!!!!! off-o’-rock-and-cave! 🙂 – Oo-oo-oo!
And-a-subtle-scratching!!! was slightly heard,
By lizard, insects – and – even a bird!*
There-was-a-tiny-“stirring,” for IT-was-CLOSE,
To-The-Resurrection – of “The Gnos[s]!”**
fin <3

* – The Blue Bird of Happiness, of course!
** – The “Gnosis,” intuitive-knowing, stressed by early mystics known as “Gnostics,” who were persecuted & killed off, for suggesting each soul has the capacity to transcend this conditional realm, overcoming illusions of life, disintegration and high gas prices!! A remnant escaped to France, wearing no pants & on Sabbath, they-do-a-s-x-y-dance!


Happiness is freedom to live without prosecution or opinions of misguided souls who are victims of self proclaimed judgement ideals within their lives of conditioning by unfounded beliefs systems.
Be the best version of yourself.
Sprinkle star dust all over the world
It’s free you know
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IN CELEBRATION: “BE KIND TO JEALOUS LITTLE GIRLS MONTH!”

IN CELEBRATION: “BE KIND TO JEALOUS LITTLE GIRLS MONTH!” January 2019. presently a poem: “THERAPY!” etal January 24, 2019 (Thursday)

The MOST jealous little girls? Counsels they become!
They COUNSEL! Ask them questions! – and-then-let’s-suck-your-“Thumb,”
Seeking for the answers, analysing for-THE-SOLUTION,
To solve lots-of dilemmas! BUT I-STILL-WANT ABSOLUTION!
I – ABSOLUTely – need forgiveness and direction:
I NEED – to really – CLEAR ALL OF MY COMPLEXION!
I NEED – to find me – (yes-I-DO) THE BEST DARN “SLOT;”
I NEED to locate (pause) a suitable burial plot,
One where I might lie – with my jealous little girl,
And we will, perhaps – FIDDLE WITH-HER “LITTLE CURL,”
THE ONE! in the middle of OUR “forehead!”
No, of-course, I -certainly-DON’T – want-my-jealous-little-girl-dead!!!!
I JUST – WANT HER – KINDA CONTAINED,
Without her knowing it! (long pause) Then, I will have gained,
A 30-SECOND START (perhaps) in – The-Race-For-My-Life,
Running-from-HER – and MY jealousy – and all that angst and strife,
BUT!!! after 30 seconds, she’ll KNOW that “something’s UP,
And SHE’LL “RISE,” from-the-graveyard-she’s-in – running like a pup,
Until she’s grabbed my leg -(but-she-won’t-mean-to-hurt-me,
Although she’ll chew my leg right off – and-do-it- – beau-ti-f’ly!!)
She’ll eat me alive, and then she’ll apologise,
AS SHE SAVORS EACH BITE! but-will-she-recognize,
That she’s eating HERSELF!-chewing-off-her-own-leg?
I – mean -well, you’know – MAYBE I-COULD BEG,
Her – to pause for a moment and feel the pain,
She’s inflicting ON HERSELF (which is me!!) -and-others!
LIFE’S INSANE!

fin <3

[“OK,” says The Therapist; “Our time’s about up – and that session was (pause) GOOD!

Please deposit your money – in the box IF YOU WOULD!

I’ll see you NEXT TIME! You’re DEFINITELY getting BETTER!”

MY COUNSELOR! SHE’S-THE-GREATEST! I’m so-glad that I met-her!] <3

“EXPECTATIONS!” a terrible poem! Expectations – are going ’round; expectations – are always found, – – – IF you can’t rid yourself of them, you’ll be UPSET; – – – if you cling TOO TIGHTLY, you’ll cry, I bet! You probably need ’em – yeah! prob’ly can’t do without! – – – BUT – EXPECTATIONS! THEY’LL MAKE YOU POUT!

MO’ FO’ “BE KIND TO JEALOUS LITTLE GIRLS MONTH!” January 2019!

“HAPPI ER!” a poem January 24, 2019 (Thursday)

If-I-can-just-get-what-I-think-my-needs-are-satisfied-I’ll-be-happi!!!!!
(pause)
ER!!!! (pause) than-I-am-right-now! (pause) I NEED A NAP – py,
‘Cause I think I’m tired, and the fatigue is forcing my MIND,
To-release-a-PLETHORA-of-poems-right-now-which-is-way-too-unkind!?
LOTS OF POEMS! RIGHT NOW!!! STOP!!
I can’t handle it! I think I’m gonna (just) POP!!
There might be: TOO MUCH HEMISPHERIC ACTIVITY;
So, SLEEP! could be the only real, “sensible” key!
PEOPLE MIGHT BE STARING – Yes! STARING – AT ME!
BUT WAIT! They’re NOT! (pause) So! Is-that- such-a-sad-pi-ty?!
They are all – (pause) just in a daze;
JEALOUS – for-what-they-can’t-have(?) in this maze?!
Wondering how they can get what they think they need,
To get their needs fulfilled NOW – to eat, sleep and breed!!
WHAT DO YOU KNOW ABOUT THIS CROWD?!
Are our imagined needs – like-the-bogus-“I-Cloud?”
THANK YOU – FOR OFFERING THAT N E E D E D KISS,
And – The glass of rose wine, that I DIDN’T miss,
Because I STOPPED – if but for an instant,
To LOOK-‘ROUND – and counteract the really, oh-so-distant,
State I WAS in: Jealous, Self-centered – and Wild;
THINKING I HAD FATIGUE! when my MIND was (just) jealously riled! 🙂 – Whoa!
fin <3

“WHAT TO DO WITH THE NEXT DESPERATE SITUATION THAT ARISES!” a poem

It has no rhyme or reason; don’t try to figure it out!
There’s no accounting for taste(s) – But-it-has a lot of “clout,”
Because IT steers us EVER – around-&-around-&-around;
A SPINNING TOP is-the-only -metaphor that-I’ve ever found,
To demonstrate our very quaint-and-sad IMPRESS;
WE SPIN AND SPIN (and-get-so-dizzy!) – THEN, WE LAY TO RES’!
fin <3

“HEART OF HEARTS!” a poem for M. January 24, 2019 (Thor’s Day)

I’m such a simple chap, with some-poetry-and-art,
To offer YOU! It is not much, but you have touched my HEART,
And – What that means, I am not sure I
Since I met-you, I’m in “a blur,” .

THINKING OF YOU ALL THE t i M e,

Penning THIS, and OTHER r h y M e,

In LOVE, and, Lord, it is so sweet;
I cast my HEART there, at your feet,
And, when you ask me WHY-I-love- Y O U, I say: “I HAVE NO CLUE!”
“Well, that’s-just-the-answer-I-needed-to-hear, ’cause-HONEY-I-love-you-too!

fin <3

Then let’s suck your over

Analysing 😂😅

Mystic Poet

“HELP!” a poem Sun. December 2, 2018 Painting: [acrylic/charcoal, oil] “THE FLY!”

You-can’t-REALLY-help-anyone-at-all! You-can-ONLY-stay(keep) outta-their-way,

UNLESS* THEY ASK-you-for-your-help! Then! “Jump-right-in,” I say,

And “help” them as you’re able, but just remember THAT:

It-is THEIR GAME (not yours) they play – so, you-know-you-smell-“a-rat,”

When they just keep on expecting you – to “help” them ALL the time,

Or – when they say: “Stop!” and-you-don’t! Well, then-it’s YOUR fiendish crime,

To THINK-that-you-REALLY-help-them – or you stop – and-start-again,

‘Cause-you-can-NEVER-really-help-no-one &-if-you-think-you-CAN’T-help-well, then,

You’re-counting-yourself-WAY-TO-IMPORTANT, for – IF-you-can-help-anyone(?)

IT’S M A Y B E YOURSELF, you (maybe) can help &-that’s-pretty-doubtful, my-son,**

For, the longer you “live?”-and the more that you see, I THINK – you MIGHT just find,

NO-ONE-EVEN-KNOWS-WHAT-THE-TERM-“HELP”-MEANS,

So-just-get-it-OUT-A-YOUR-MIND!! 🙂 – Get WHAT out?

fin <3

* – unless, unless, unless …

* – or daughter

“CERTAINTIES!” 

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“CERTAINTIES!” a poem. a.k.a.: “Cause & Effect! Always On The Go!” Sunday: September 9, 2018 [SURE! Let’s-be-the-best-guessers, the-best-guessers that we can – BUT! Let’s-not THEN (pause) convince-ourselves (pause) (that)- we-can-guess-some Master Plan!!]

Cause & Effect! Cause & Effect!

CAUSE-&-EFFECT-CAN-MAKE-YOU-A-WRECK:

We-get salmonella from-a China man’s poop;

There’s Avian Flu, ‘cause-o’-birds in a coop!

Legionnaire’s Disease? It’s from air in a vent!

IF you’re frightfully depressed – it’s-just-what-grama-sent!

{WHEW!}

IF X yields Y,

Then WHY? I ask, “Why!”

Does IT-NOT-always-work?

Well, let’s ask Cpt. Kirk,

“Whose emotions are WILD,” says-Dr.-Spock, on The Bridge!

Causal Effect? We’re not sure, or-(maybe )just-a-smidge!

Point is, it’s percentages (pause) that we’re (re)’lying on,

We think 50% – or – 51 – has some brawn –

And can-allow-us to ASSUME – all-sorts-o’-poop-in-the-room!

Cause & Effect! I’m-gonna-get-me A BROOM!

Now, Quantum Mechanics is (also) still hanging around,

Suggesting – we can think – and can alter what’s bound.,

To happen – OR NOT – WHEN WE’RE SIMPLY NOT SURE!

We like to speculate – SPECULATIONS ARE THE CURE –

And, with limited testing, Big Pharma’s OK,

With making conjectures, about-their-drugs-every-day!

We’re so busy – being frightened – and watching TV,

That we’ll buy ALMOST ANYTHING – when THE experts agree,

Like: Bipolar disorder can never be cured?

[IT-MUST-be-in-the-genes] SO, good drugs have insured,

To convince us that medicine’s SO SACROSANCT:

I THINK THAT A MONKEY – OUR CHAINS HE HAS YANKED!

Cause and effect!? Is it X yields Y?

Or – could-Y yield X – We don’t know, so (we) cry,

OUT-in-anguish IF (pause) “firm-ist conclusions are far,

CONCLUSIONS! Based-on Insufficient-”evidence?!”* Har-har!

(We’re) FAR, FAR AWAY,

But we-want something to say –

THAT’S CONCLUSIVE TODAY –

Like RELIGIONS’ Creed’s Sway:

CAUSE AND EFFECT!

Praise Great-God, you elect!

Go to church pretty often,

And-then-from-your-coffin,

You’ll rise to the heights;

FORGET WRONGS & RIGHTS:

Have FAITH! IT’LL-BE SO,**

CAUSE AND EFFECT:

ON “THE GO!!”

fin. <3

* – Is there ANY evidence(?) out there – for ANYTHING!?

** – Amen = Let it be so?


“DANCE THE SIN AWAY, BELOVED!” 

“DANCE THE SIN AWAY, BELOVED!” a poem a.k.a.: “No Judgment; No Sin!!” Sunday: September 2, 2018

SIN WAS FINALLY CONQUERED!! Just the other day,

When JUDGMENT was relinquished, SIN JUST WENT AWAY!

BUT! It-ain’t-no-CARTE-BLANCHE-situation!

No, no, ‘cause-even-so,

Some-stuff’ll-always-be-”hurtful,” and I think you all do know:

That doin’-intentional-nastiness, JUST TO BE A MEANIE,

May never be a good idea – Put on your little beanie,*

And TRY-to-be nice, you-know! NICE! in-whatever-you-might-do,

But remember – THERE’S NO SIN (pause)

UNLESS-judgment’s-shining-through!

WELCOME, Y’all – to SUN-day, where you-can-SAIL!

In-the-bright-sunlight,

Smile & Laugh & Sing & Dance – You-all-have-got-IT-”right!!” 🙂 – Free!?

fin. <3


* – Thinking Cap!?

“HALLEY’S COMET, A BEAUTIFUL DRINK!” 

“HALLEY’S COMET, A BEAUTIFUL DRINK!” a poem, on The Last Day of August, 2018 (Freya’s Day) – a.k.a.: “One ‘Bodi’ Of Love – Will Bombard You With Endorphins From Heaven!”

The most intoxicating BEVERAGE, in the whole dang bar,

Is THE HALLEY’S COMET, (pause) more intoxicating by far,

Than any wine or liqueur – or-straight-shots-mixed drinks-or not:

THE HAILEY’S COMET (ba-bay) is The Most Intoxicating they got!

It’s made – of A-LOVELY SMILE – the-lip be filled with brandy wine,

And it’s smoother-than-Tennessee-Whiskey – The-taste-is-YES! – DIVINE!

It’s sweet – (pause) and, my God! It’s also sour,

And – lemme-tell-ya (pause) you-sweet-drinkers, (pause) That-hour-by-hour,

YOU-CAN-SIP- THE-LUSCIOUS- INTOXICATING-JUICE,

Of-the-Gods – and – get YA! Ya! really, really (pause) LOOSE!

It has the scent of passion, the-wiles-o’-The Goddess,

Which, you-could-say is similar – To-the “sweat”-of-the- law – tus,*

It makes my poor head, spin-like-a-top, and, now, I-gotta-swim,

And my tender Heart – (pause) just goes pitter-pat(ter), and It’ll even skim!

I CAN GET TO HEAVEN, IF I CLOSE MY EYES;

YES! I’m so “turned on,” I just start to rise,

And “She’ll” make-me-see-visions, of Angels & glorious nights,

I AM – SO TRIPPIN’ – BY THIS AMBROSIAC DRINK’S DELIGHTS!

The HALLEY’S COMET! Oh, God!! I can die NOW,

For – I’VE “SIPPED” ETERNITY, and I’ll never know how,

To stop! THIS YEARNING, this RHYMING! My head might explode!

But, I DON’t wanna pass out! (but-I-might!)

From GORGEOUS-OVERLOAD!! 🙂 – ahhh, yup!

fin. <3

* – lotus flower

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We are truly blessed to be the Students of the Master.

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