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‘THE BITTER EVIDENCE?!”

‘THE BITTER EVIDENCE?!” a poem. a.k.a.: “Happy Skies Behind The Clouds!” a.k.a.: “Bitter As Sweet; And Vice Versa!” Monday – 12/3/18

I’m burning all the evidence because there’s lots of fear,
I’m burning this-terrible evidence of what transpired HERE!
Because it might remind us of “bad” things that-happened-before,
And WE WANT O N L Y “BRIGHTER DAYS!” and we want MORE AND MORE!
We won’t go BACK-we’re “progressive,” so we’ll FORGET THE PAST,
We’ll even pop some pills, to cover-IT-up – We wanna have A BLAST!
We wanna demonize – those “bad people,” oh! so nast,*
Like EX’s and rude neighbors – and people who might have sassed,
Us! one too many times – too many, I think,
RIGHT-NOW – and ALL-THE-FUTURE – MUST (all) be in “the pink,”
So “rose-colored” glasses! They are REALLY THE THING,
So GOOD OL’ MEMORIES will greet us – only-they will ever spring,
Into our hearts – and minds – and being,
BAD REMINDERS!? Yuck! (Too) many I’m seeing!!
But! What if we take a different spin,
And let those PREVIOUSLY BAD MEMORIES come back in?
And – remember THE GOOD, which walked “hand-in-hand,”
With-what-we-THINK-should-be-burned! Can we understand?
That, if you destroy all the memories that “made you cry,”
You also lose something special: SOME HAPPY SKY,
And, if you hate those ones whom you used to hold,
You sell the past “short;” why not – BE BOLD,
And LOVE THOSE PEOPLE AND THE THINGS THAT STUNG,
YOU VERY MUCH! (Now, you count “them” “dung?”)
And propose to burn the dung away?
HOPING! Hoping? – for some “better” day?
But I might say: “NO BETTER DAY NEED EVER COME,”
When your cavalier attitude will NOT count the sum,
Of your life as WORTHWHILE! But only bits and pieces?
And THAT’S NO LIFE – for when your life ceases,
It is THE TOTAL, the “highs” and “lows,”
The happy – and hurtful – even haters and foes,
That provides THE FULLNESS FOR YOU TO SAVOR,
LOVE IT ALL: Even (The) Bitter – Flavor! 🙂 – Whoopee!

fin <3

* – NAST[Y] !

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What is the relationship between the Vers and this picture post?

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What you see maybe not is what you may take in.

Written word remains in cyber and your mind for an eternity.

I often leave this quote on many posts on Social Media ” if you can’t say anything nice – don’t say anything at all”

Thought for today 🕊🕊

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“THE TIME TO NOT PREPARE!” 12/2/18 (Sunday)

NOW is the time; (it) ALWAYS HAS BEEN;

You can’t lose – ‘cause you’ve GOT the win;

Just that you’re HERE, means you’re VICTORIOUS;

Prepare The Way! Make it SO glorious – – –

Make it simple, to banish despair;

IF YOU WANT TO COME, you haven’t a care,

For-that-very-desire – is YOUR TICKET, My Friend!

GOD BLESS THE “FRETTERS!” (Do-you comprehend?)

I love you more – than ever you’ll know.

Now, F. S. – are you ready to go?

But – that’s just it – YOU’RE ALREADY THERE!

JUST STAY WHERE YOU ARE! Isn’t that fair?!

fin ❤

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“OVER-REACHING FACEBOOK POLICIES AS THEY WERE APPLIED TO OUR TEXAS NUDIST COLONY!” a poem a.k.a.: “Beautiful Dreamer!” Friday: November 30, 2018

“Your voluptuous girls,” Facebook-did-say;

“They’re-far-too-provocative! (pause) They’re NOT OK!

To-put-on-your-posts, so – your page we will close,

And all will be better! This-is-what we suppose.

YOU-ARE-EXPOSING T O O M U C H – we-must-hide,

These-things-a-from view; these ‘pics’ open wide,

More than WE care for – care for to see,

We’ll-throw-this-blanket-over-you –

YOU’RE – NOT – FREE! 🙂 – Aw, shucks!

We ARE the censors, and we have OUR rules,

To safeguard The Public – from lecherous fools,

And YOU – are a foolish- and nasty, bad bloke,

Who feels – and shows – way-too-much – STOP YOUR ‘POKE,’

For the wrong sort of feelings – your pictures provoke,

We abhor LUST – Don’t-you-lust-us! [and THIS IS] NO JOKE! 🙂 – !

Take-away – all-your smutty, ribald points of view,

ONLY SO MUCH WILL WE-TOLERATE FROM YOU!”

We once had-a-nudist-camp, where we tanned, swam and washed!

Even little children – in the air – parents tossed!

We used us some blankets, when we sat in our chairs;

We welcomed our youngsters’ inquisitive stares,

But ONE DAY – a Facebook, Incorporated Gent,

Entered our camp – with restrictions they sent!

He posted this notice:

“YOUR CAMP IS NOW CLOSED!

And you’ll-now-don-our-garments!* These rules we’ve proposed!

We know what is best – and a-nudist-colony,

Is NEVER appropriate – in OUR symphony!

So, you’re closed down for good; your exposure is VILE,

And your nudity, you lecher(s) – is NEVER IN STYLE!

The-human-body’s-to-be-clothed, and your children-weren’t-meant-to-see,

Anything in PUBLIC – even-breast-feeding – naturally!

For we KNOW breasts and the-groin – are STRICTLY FORBIDDEN;

They are private AND DIRTY – and, by GOD, we’re not kiddin’ 🙂 – Oh, my!

fin ❤

* – i.e.: Community Standards!!!

Love

“ALL OF IT!” a poem 11/30/2018 (Friday) “The LAST Day of November!”

“I’m pretty sure,” The Psychic said; “THAT’s all the truth THIS TIME!”

“Yes!” she said; “I’m-really-quite-certain! on this bet your last dime!”

“NO!” said I; “I-want-The-HIGHEST-TRUTH; the highest you can find!”

The Psychic shrugged! She was POSSESSED! and then she sort-of whined,

With mournful, pained-and-dynamic VOICE:

“‘Tis I – LORD-OF-ALL – I AM your choice!

And HERE’S ALL-THE-TRUTH, that-can-EVER-BE:”

And-I-did-LISTEN!!!!! BUT – skep-ti-c’lly,

As The-Secrets-of-The-Universe (were) magically unveiled!

Yet, when-she-was-finished, I KNEW – that-she-had-”FAILED!”

I-knew-that-’twasn’t-IT and-said: “Please TRY AGAIN!”

And-The-Psychic got-mad-’n’-quiet, breathing-now-and-then!

Well, you-know? I-kissed-her, and-a-still-small-voice-did-grow;

IT said (kinda shaky and shy): “I’m PHIL,* and I-don’t-know,

Why I’m here – but-you-say – that-you-really-want-THE-TRUTH?”

“Yes,” I said; “Oh, yes, my Dear! Even-if it’s-uncouth!”

“OK, well-then, let’s-keep-it-simple: NO-O N E’S-INFALLIBLE –

You gotta TAKE-IT-ALL-TOGETHER, with-a-salt-grain! Truth’s-so-‘MALL’ABLE!’

So-proceed with flexibility! and-that’ll-lead-you-to-some-Truth!

Without such caution-and-trepidation, Truth will just go POOF!”

“Ya,” said I – “that makes good sense!

Thanks, there, Phil – YOUR WISDOM’S IMMENSE!”

[Moral:]

SO-NOTICE: When a-TRUTHFUL SPIRIT – doth-manifest-in-the-seer,

Truly! It-will-not-say-JACK,*

Then-you-know the channel’s “clear!”*** 🙂 – [ ? ]

fin ❤

* – “phil” means LOVE! PHILanthropy – PHILosophy – PHILadelphia –

** – i.e.: IT does NOT speak!

*** – i.e.: As truthful as IT gets!

Famous Poet

“ALL OF IT!” a poem 11/30/2018 (Friday) “The LAST Day of November!”

“I’m pretty sure,” The Psychic said; “THAT’s all the truth THIS TIME!”

“Yes!” she said; “I’m-really-quite-certain! on this bet your last dime!”

“NO!” said I; “I-want-The-HIGHEST-TRUTH; the highest you can find!”

The Psychic shrugged! She was POSSESSED! and then she sort-of whined,

With mournful, pained-and-dynamic VOICE:

“‘Tis I – LORD-OF-ALL – I AM your choice!

And HERE’S ALL-THE-TRUTH, that-can-EVER-BE:”

And-I-did-LISTEN!!!!! BUT – skep-ti-c’lly,

As The-Secrets-of-The-Universe (were) magically unveiled!

Yet, when-she-was-finished, I KNEW – that-she-had-”FAILED!”

I-knew-that-’twasn’t-IT and-said: “Please TRY AGAIN!”

And-The-Psychic got-mad-’n’-quiet, breathing-now-and-then!

Well, you-know? I-kissed-her, and-a-still-small-voice-did-grow;

IT said (kinda shaky and shy): “I’m PHIL,* and I-don’t-know,

Why I’m here – but-you-say – that-you-really-want-THE-TRUTH?”

“Yes,” I said; “Oh, yes, my Dear! Even-if it’s-uncouth!”

“OK, well-then, let’s-keep-it-simple: NO-O N E’S-INFALLIBLE –

You gotta TAKE-IT-ALL-TOGETHER, with-a-salt-grain! Truth’s-so-‘MALL’ABLE!’

So-proceed with flexibility! and-that’ll-lead-you-to-some-Truth!

Without such caution-and-trepidation, Truth will just go POOF!”

“Ya,” said I – “that makes good sense!

Thanks, there, Phil – YOUR WISDOM’S IMMENSE!”

[Moral:]

SO-NOTICE: When a-TRUTHFUL SPIRIT – doth-manifest-in-the-seer,

Truly! It-will-not-say-JACK,*

Then-you-know the channel’s “clear!”*** 🙂 – [ ? ]

fin ❤

    • “phil” means LOVE! PHILanthropy – PHILosophy – PHILadelphia –

** – i.e.: IT does NOT speak!

*** – i.e.: As truthful as IT gets!

Famous poet

“MENTAL PROBLEMS?!?!” a poem a.k.a.: “THAT’s The Problem!!” Nov. 29, 2018 (Thursday) “I’m NOT – in the poetic search (mode); I’m in the rabbit business of fucking you!“ Anon. 🙂 – “Au-m!-Gee!” The Mystic Poet.

We’ve ALL got brains! THAT’S THE PROBLEM! That’s-the-problem! Now,

We’ve ALL got MENTAL PROBLEMS – and, when you ask me how,

We will deal – with all the “loonies” we’ve spotted way OUT THERE;

I WILL remind you – “We’re also loonies,” and then you’ll prob’bly stare,

And say: “What’s that? Oh, you’re mistaken; your mind has no defects!”

“Oh, yes – I DO, my Love, my Life, for – whenever I send texts,

I use my brain – my “brilliant” brain, and all brains here are KOOKY;

WE-IMAGINE WE’VE NO MENTAL PROBLEMS, WHEN Everyone is OOKY!“

Our problems-of-the-mental though – are so, so-darned diverse,

When we do get in our little group, we THINK-we-can write good verse,

But EVERYONE’S INSANE AS HELL, on that you can rely,

So, DON’T THINK YOUR INSANITY IS LESS SANE, just try,

To follow the admonition “DON’T JUDGE,” for this we see,

WE HAVE TO CO-EXIST – WITH OTHERS – IN ALL THIS INSANITY!

fin ❤

Mystic Poet

“THEY’VE BEEN HERE FOREVER!” a poem a.k.a.: “No, They Haven’t!” in the series: “Someone’s Playing You & Yes, It IS You!” Nov. 20, 2018 – Tuesday

When I was throw-ED from the womb- and plopped-down on The Sheet,

I didn’t-know-where-I-was – or-if-there-was-A-”PLACE”-TO-EAT!!

My vision blurred! My senses weak! but – THEN! Your breasts appear! –

And I assumed, THEY-WERE-THERE-BEFORE!! and-that-[you-are-my-dear!]*

When I did move – to ope’ my eyes,

There’s-gram-&-gramps-&-a-lot-o’-flies!

A crib! I’m in – with sheets and light –

And I PRESUMED, with all my “sight,”

That everyone was here before,

And I-am opening – some-prior-door,

To discover – ALL-that’s-waiting-for-me,

“They”-didn’t-JUST-APPEAR!? Well, we shall see!

Now, THE-ASSUMPTION-is: They’ve always been around!

And there’s more-and-more (stuff) to see, that-I’ve-”FOUND!”

THESE PEOPLE! Yes, they did await,

My ENTRANCE – to this Worldly Gate!?

When I popped in – did-they-sign-for-my-birth?

They HAD – nurses’ stations – all-over-The-Earth!!?

Did planes and governments abound BEFORE-(pause) ME?

Sure! They-were-PREPARING – for Little Ol’ J.-D.**

BUT WHAT-IF YOU-KNEW – THEY WEREN’T HERE BEFORE!!!

YOU conjured them up – right up through the floor,

And – in-to-your-conscious-awareness NOW!

So! They’re-all dependent on YOU – somehow!

WOULDN’T-THAT-BE-SOMETHING? – that you have INVENTED?

All this STUFF? and-ALL-these people: DEMENTED!

And they could all vanish, IF you snap your fingers!

NOW! Wouldn’t-that-be-something?

Megalo-mania lingers!! 🙂 – Theme Music: “2001, A Space Odyssey!”

fin ❤

* – alternative phrase: [I’ve-naught-to-fear!]

** – J (initial only) Samuel Davis