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“THE RIVERBED!” a poem a.k.a.: “Why All The Suffering?” August 25, 2019 (Sunday!)

“THE RIVERBED!” a poem a.k.a.: “Why All The Suffering?” August 25, 2019 (Sunday!)

There’s a Burning!

Why this Yearning!?

Are you Mourning?!

Well! Good Morning!

Abandoned! (pause) ALL!

“I’m Suffer(ing)!? There’s No Call?!”

Why-‘re-you ANXIOUS? Why-cry in Your-Heart?

For-God’s-sake, what-happened? Where’s-your-Other-Part?

Just can’t explain it? “I’m unable to explain,

Why there’s this longing, with SO-MUCH pain!”

The answer? unfathomable! Ineffable! and easy,

YOU HAVE-BEEN “UPROOTED!”

You’re TOO-LIGHT! and-breezy!

Deep-down in your “soul,” you-still [always] “recall:”

THE RIVERBED OF GOD!

Do-you remember “The-Fall?”

When you were plucked-OUT? – of the-marsh you-were-in!

A reed, growing strong – You-want-to be-THERE-a-gain!

Again, next-to-The-River, but unless you’re “pulled out,”

And brought into-The-Air; what’s a reed flute about!

With 9 holes bored through,* to-make A PITIFUL SOUND,

Blowing with longing! Where’s-The-Riverbed to-be- found?

Is it HERE? Over there! You keep playing and playing,

Searching and longing, which-is-the-truest-form-of-praying!

So, you-were- pulled up from The Riverbed of God,

And you want to go back – to replant your bod,

And that’s all the longing and suffering’s about!

SIGH, little reed flute – play-your-Divine-Song,

And POUT!

fin ♥

  • – 2 nostrils, 2 ear ducts, 2 eyes, 1 mouth, 1 pooper & 1 hole to assist in procreation! In Sanskrit “nava dwara,” meaning: “By The New!” The reed flute has 9 holes! ( < 10!)
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My beautiful children of the love of the Father the sacrifice I gave for you because of the love. I now call on you to follow our love in all you do. be aware of who you are and that you were all called to be our family in the beauty of all creation. Let not the judgement of the world be guide but your servant, to serve those who are one with us as family and the day comes when you will create love in many forms of the true life you are now entering into. The darkness of those who feel they need to stand out and behave so that they can bring hardship upon you is coming from there insecurity of not having a heart that beats as truth and upliftment which draws closer to all who love and accept the balance that all life was made forever lasting. Know I watch over all to become the full potential that is special for you. Come closer with each breath and knowing your loving reward for your honesty towards life draws closer. I Am.

“GOD IS DRUNK, GOD IS GOOD, A FORCE OF NATURE, IF YOU WOULD!” a poem, written too late to remember:* August 22, 2019 (Thursday)

“GOD IS DRUNK, GOD IS GOOD, A FORCE OF NATURE, IF YOU WOULD!” a poem, written too late to remember:* August 22, 2019 (Thursday)

“GOD’S A DRUNK!” ‘Round and ’round;

I [repeatedly] say this-thing, so where-am-I-bound?

God’s a drunk, but God is GOOD,

“A force of nature” always could,

Determine what to do RIGHT NOW;

There’s no hesitancy-in-a-horny-cow!

NO INHIBITIONS! A FORCE OF NATURE,

IS A-SOURCE-OF-CERTAINTY, WITHIN EACH CR(E)A(y)TURE!

GIRLS! SHOW-UP AT THE BAR,

AND DRINK A LOT – ‘FORE-JUMPING-IN-THE-CAR,

AND TAKING JOHNNY – FOR “A RIDE!”

[DRUNK WOMEN ARE-ON “THE OTHER SIDE!”]

THERE-ARE NO RESTRAINTS – WHEN-THEY “NEED YOU!”

LOVE AND BOOZE ARE-EQUAL TO,

THE TASK OF MAKING YOU “GOD-LIKE!”

DRUNK AND READY – WILL FILL THE DIKE!

AND AFTER SAID EVENT CALMS DOWN,

“GOSH DARN, SWEETIE: LET’S GO BACK TO TOWN!”

AND BACK IN TOWN: “YEAH, JOHNNY RAPED ME!”

BUT JOHNNY SAYS: “SHE WAS ACTING ‘APE – ey,’ “

FOR THAT WILD WOMAN – SHE PULLED ME IN,

AND SAID: “I LOVE YOU!” & “IT’S NO SIN,

TO LOVE AND CUDDLE INTO THE NIGHT;

MAYBE WE’ LL MARRY – AND HAVE KIDS ALL RIGHT!”

“NO, NO,” SAYS SHE; “HE’S GOT IT WRONG!”

God-(Wo)Men sing a similar song: “I’m just Divinity’s Worker Bee! I’m led by SPIRIT, with no mem-o-ry, Of what I do or where I’m going; It is: AN INTERNAL, AN UNCONSCIOUS ‘KNOWING!’ “

So, when happy, loving drunks do act – Divinity’s surging through them, in fact! It’s then they’re REALLY acting as GOD! They’re fearless – driven! and WILL “release their wad,” Into-whatever-THING – comes up next! LOVE is “blossoming,” when you’re overs-x-d! LOVE IS BLIND; “blind-drunk,” I say! LOVE DESTROYS! and CREATES ALL DAY! Consequences? NOT FOR LOVE! Such “petty matters” are NOT-from-“Above!” Petty concerns come from CALCULATION! “CULTIVATING SPIRITUALITY” IS A SPIRITUAL VACATION! It’s “spiritual materialism,” so, if you wanna have FORCE FEEL! (Then) Just FALL IN LOVE (pause) or DRINK ‘TIL YOU REEL!

fin ♥ https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3s5xsVHOJQs

  • – “I might have been drunk, but I CAN’T REMEMBER!!” The Mystic Poet

Film Review ~

Johnny Depp the man of numerous skills

Here is one of the greatest actors of all times

Imagine this, Johnny Depp stays in character during the entire filming process.

That is a remarkable human resistance to his inner soul. I marvel at how this guy recovers from filming this emotional drain.

Congratulations Johnny Depp the Master of film.

Johnny Film Reviews
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    Broken so Introduction.: Do some-folks give-ya-the-business," when you're shoppin' at The Store? Well, you can always walk away! when-ya-can't-suf-fer any more! For, there're people who like to "label-you," and really think it's fun! From such people, my Gentle Reader, you can walk away or run! You CAN-always walk away – from a doctor or, even, … Read more
  • Siren of the Sea~
    Siren of the sea sing softly to me Sing softly to me and together we'll be With a ribbon in your hair and a song in your heart and a love so strong they'll never tear us apart https://youtu.be/bbMVqKrkITE
  • “(S)HE’S BA-A-A-A-ACK!” a poem August 25, 2019 (Sunday)
    She back talking to God and a red nose reindeer .
  • “THE RIVERBED!” a poem a.k.a.: “Why All The Suffering?” August 25, 2019 (Sunday!)
    "THE RIVERBED!" a poem a.k.a.: "Why All The Suffering?" August 25, 2019 (Sunday!) There's a Burning! Why this Yearning!? Are you Mourning?! Well! Good Morning! Abandoned! (pause) ALL! "I'm Suffer(ing)!? There's No Call?!" Why-'re-you ANXIOUS? Why-cry in Your-Heart? For-God's-sake, what-happened? Where's-your-Other-Part? Just can't explain it? "I'm unable to explain, Why there's this longing, with SO-MUCH … Read more
  • Turn on girl ~
    “THE ‘TURN ON’ GIRL!” a poem, for Sunday: August 25, 2019 She’s NOT-really “a-light-bulb,” she’s more like: The-Girl-Who-Really “Pulls-My-Cord!” And then I-AM “TURNED-ON!” Definitely! NOT-feeling-bored, Because, of ALL-the girls [I-think]-“The-Lord”-has-“given-me,” Just-THIS-ONE-in-my-life, REALLY-knows how-to “Yank-My-Chain!” (She’s-THE-ONE I’d-like-to-be-my-wife!) I MEAN: WHY NOT? If THIS-ONE is-The ONLY-One who REALLY-“turns-me-on!” I’m tellin’ you: “SHE-JUST-MAKES-ME FEEL LIKE A KING,” Even-though … Read more

Tiny Dancers~

“TINY DANCERS IN SEARCH OF ANSWERS!!” a poem August 24, 2018 (Fish Friday) a.k.a.: “There Ain’t No Stinkin’ Answers ‘Round Here; So – Have A Beer!”

I got up early morning, before the CRACK of Dawn,

In search of God and angels, to lay THIS STUFF upon –

To answer frequent questions – (like) 6 million Jews, too much?

To find some rhyme or reason – to try to get in touch –

With who-the-Heck’s in charge here – I-got-lots-o’-answers,

To way too many questions – about us tiny dancers!!

We’re dancin’, ever vigilant, upon volcanoes’ edges,

With wars and famines, rapes and murder – and-child-abuse-in-”the hedges!”

“COME ON, NOW!” I said aloud – “Let’s see you face to face!”

With pauses big, there’s something wrong – with this hellacious place!!

When there’s no GOD accountable, except for one who’ll say:

“My MOTIVES-are-incomprehensible, and I’ll just have MY WAY,

And do whatever I shall please,

And bring you dancers to your knees,

And force-the-THANK-YOU-and-PRETTY PLEASE!!

So, WORSHIP ME, you dancing fleas!”

You know, there’s NO ONE a (pause) round here,

Who’ll just “fess up;” it’s awfully clear,

There is no God, of ONE – or TWO,

Is there a God when six million Jews were murdered.

There’s just this CACA MEME ZOO –

AND ALL THAT HOLDS THIS PLACE IN PLACE,

Is-the-fear that binds the human race,

TOGETHER! – in collective insanity!

SO, SMILE, LITTLE DANCERS;

Just DANCE WITH GLEE! 🙂 – Hee, hee, hee!

fin. <3

Aliens came today ~

“EVERYONE’S HOPING FOR THE B(e)AR(E) NECESSITIES OF LIFE?!” a poem, for August 21, 2019 (Wednesday)

The “aliens”* are (involved) “in” IT;

The politicians are in it!

And-people “in charge,”

Are living VERY LARGE!

But (usually) “The Bigger you are The Harder you fall!”

And! no-matter-how-smart [you are], there’s someone smarter than you, Doll!

AND – NO MATTER HOW STRONG OR FAST YOU ARE,

Someone will be – stronger or-faster or-“something-er,” by far!

So, maybe BE HUMBLE & ACCEPTING, no matter what your lofty position,

And DO WHAT YOU CAN, given every person’s “Impossible Mission!”

What is “failure!?” and-WHAT’S SUC-CESS?

(I STILL think that I “succeed,” if I catch a glimpse up “her” dress!)

And I might notice (Oh, my!) some things going on there!

I THINK IT’S GOOD FOR EVERYONE! TO HAVE THEM A TEDDY BEAR,

Who will keep them company in bed and will touch and cuddle,

And sometimes ( Oh, my goodness ) not be very subtle! 🙂 – Teddy! Stop it!

AND – IF YOU’RE LUCKY – YOU’LL FIND YOU MRS. BEAR,

Who likes to be loving and kind and bare,

And also seems to really, really care!

SO, “take care,” as best you can – of Sweet Mrs. Bear!

And – TRY (although you may fail according to her “bare necessities!”) to:

PLEASE-HER-&-MAKE-‘ER-HAPPY,

And, if you’re lucky, she’ll call you: “Daddy!” or “Pappy!”

fin ♥

  • – It was reported today that alien invaders from Ursa Major** arrived! They just looked like a herd of brown bears, as we strolled the streets of Washington, D. C.! President Trump asked them what them might like for dinner! They replied: “We just LOVE nuts and berries!” “Well,” Trump said; “there are plenty of nuts in Washington! The bare aliens did not get the joke; they are normally quite depressed & have no sense of humor!

** – in Latin: “Greater She-Bear!” This constellation dominates the heavens and is well known for its cluster of stars called: “The Big Dipper!”

The Professor ~

“THE PROFESSOR!” a poem, a.k.a.: “What I Do, What I Say: For You, Yesterday! & Today!” August 23, 2019 (Friday)

To be true to my (Thine) Self, this I do,

For Love, for Love; yes, CERTAIN LOVE of YOU!

Nothing more; nothing less –

And-this

I UNABASHEDLY CONFESS,

Is FOR US! Therefore, ever true,

And the doubts of one thousand demons,

I EASILY subdue!

Nothing else – do I ARDENTLY profess,

Except I LOVE:

To-guard, to-adore – to cherish-&-bless,

YOU, The Woman of My Dreams,

Who needs me, as I-need her;

Therefore, I easily can secure,

From Heaven’s Vault, a certificate of PURE,

Intention and devotion, which is surely – “the surest cure,”

To any doubt that OTHERS might raise,

About my Love for YOU,

Which has NO haze,

Of uncertain or fabricated yearning!

For YOU, my Darling Angel – my-pure-desire-is-now-&-ever-burning!

fin ♥