VistaVisages

I am still afraid to die. A dog tied to all the living vista visages. Better than to be a dead hero unforgiven. I noticed all the faces of the people who lived here in this Small City, COlorado, DUrango. They were steadfast in the snow. They were poorly dressed for so cold a clime. Yet not a whimper of regret did I detect on vista vistages no helplessness. They lived in it. They shoveled it. They travelled in it. Walked on bridges with them vista visages had the commerce necessary to converse while they traverse simply they lived best. Perhaps the danger lies. Perhaps as long as I stay dry back and forth in Snow will finally make a man of me unless it kills me first. Then I will die all my younger youthful fears were justified. Please just remember this I stayed I tried to keep a Faith house alive near Vista Visages.

Diningonalaptop

Start with a good brand name like Dell. Prepare the condiments seperatley to add the flavor seperately to have something to follow back on later.

 AC Adapters

Laptop Batteries Laptop Batteries: Backup RTC Laptop DC Power Adapters Laptop Drives CD DVD RW Laptop External CD DVD Drives Laptop External Floppy Drives Laptop External Hard Drives Laptop Fans Laptop Firewire and USB Cards Laptop Floppy Drives Laptop Hard Drives Laptop Inverters Laptop Keyboards Laptop LCD Screens Laptop Memory Laptop Miscellaneous Laptop Motherboards Laptop Network Interface (NIC) Laptop Power Cords Laptop Processors (CPUs)      Miss the nits and blats wait (ahem) MIX the nuts and bolted. Strip the plastic from the wires that stuff can add too many toxidaents. Cook nothing much but condiments iff you need them hot. Strip the plastic from the housing there is nothing much left but fibre board with condiments. Enjoy. Feeds a Family of Sicks. Diningonalaptop

 

MisterChristian

When CharlaX dies they will say he left an unfinished document at google. They gave up property the inherited death they had goods even food and wine in common interest they shared the meals in meeting halls they stood around in smelling best laved and slaved for love. Should I tell someone else to be poor like Jesus did? Give up your Riches follow GOD like Jesus did? Give up being Mister Christian being poor is a lot like being GOD. I tell people to be users of there everything sell the land share the wealth as I have done poor Mister Christian. The only time someone tried to wash my hands and feet I told him no I do not want you touching me as I have these things upon my feet some sleeves to keep my feet from frezzing in the cold so please dont unwrap my feet as it would only publicly embarress me. Move your nose away from me Mister Christian. I simply do not want to frezze. I am poor a poor and simple MisterChristian.
 

WhayLife

(prose and cons)

life is harder each day that passages

life is nice in moments torn from the passing time

taken as she comes losses minimized

they toss the tea they read the grounds

they cast the lots

stones differing in size or color

the white stone was odd man out

who wins

the odd one wins the loser not the winner

useless to resist them odds

when gamblers rule the universe

the television has the poker table players toss

billions as they read the (prose and cons)

i ching therefore i stable them five coins tossed the possibilities are finite four of them come up only one is down this could be the gamblers frown chipping at the stones is frowned upon its cheating shave the coins is not allow they have to roll they have to turn up flat or down round (prose and cons)

in every old movie of the devil ever seen they cheat when they lose they creep sidewise to the pocket outcomes the blasters the gats the heat the spitting cobra unasleep takes people down to flats and rounds to stones where coins now sleep (prose and cons)

 

 

 

 

DarkstoneSijo

Hair

Pasture pastorial pastoral there menudo there my hair ;

I used Listerine wash it out I wish I doubt there was any left ;

I shout pout no one about pasture pastorial pastoral .

Am I a Zippo ?

He said "Do you have a lighter"? Mye brain misfired a synapse responsed trained not to responder. I simply kept on walker faster not able or endowed with fire why does it bother me or make me so angry to ignore once bitten twice burned. Here is the resonating reason or twain. He is telling me not in so many words he can smoke but he is not allowed to carry flame a Zippo no for he is poor. He is saying twain to me I have some stuff rolled up to smoke but I do not carry fire a zippo with me. Am I a Zippo? Must I fuel with you to create a flame on the end of that thing to satisfy your lusting young man? AM I a Brand namme carrier of sharing flame just waiting for a chance to give it unto you sweet romancer? A Zippo? Am I a Zippo?

Straitlacer

"I go to lunch at Lunchtime" He said it so seriously that I had to smile. It evidently is not open to discussion adamantly done. He did not hesitate or pause or smile. I wonder now that he is not a company man at all. How long will he grab those straws that blue and white eveloped paycheck. When was payday when will it roll back around. A company man can not afford afraid of his boss scared of his job will be flexiable as a hose. He goes. TO lunch, when the boss tells him to go. When he does not want him there usually a grinder goes early or later to avoid the lunch time crowded out so they will not see him there on the way out. It takes a straitlacer to eat lunch on his own time to leave work at the stroke of Twelve, to make it home there and back in time to dine on his wife if love is a luncheon he barley has time for a snack. Oh Hurry UP love Oh Hurry UP wife. I must soon head back to work back to the Public Office I love. I ride at least now satisfied she still loves me inside, a punctual straitlacer on time.

JesusInMotion

We have some Idea of GOD; but most people want to PLACE GOD up on a Throne "ABOVE" and keep GOD there an old man with white hair. But a Jesus Crucified now risen from the Dead appears much differant. He is ready to ride a White Winged Horse into the last Battle for the World will soon be judged by a living GOD with a Very Sharp Sword to bring to Earth his justice putting down the Rule of Men. The last act of Sedition of Satanic Forces do not stand in battle with a living GOD the outcome there is certain you will lose your final certain in the facts the final judgement. What does a GOD do? Is he a silent sitter, doing absoulutley nothing while he sits just waiting for the WORD of Judgement. Perhaps he listens to the Prayers to the prayers all the prayers of all the sinners saved what we may think is random navigation of the universe his thoughts colliding worlds into the stars. I like to think that the Ruler of the Universe does not let it spin one revolution without a loving Ruler at that Helm to give it meaning what is so puzzeling? In the silence of the atmosphere of GOD the IMage of the Throne may be larger than a MAN, try a man there being GOD. Get the idea. He may be longer than the Universe Larger inside your mind He sits the size of just one man. Perhaps the Universe condensed like as a soup can sized Orb of muticolored light a small round ball with every Solar System every Planet there Imagine Kneeling Down. GOD speaks, to me my Jesus Speaks to me Mye GOD in Heaven Speaks a question. What? What is it CharlaX? What do you want to knoe? What are you doing Jesus? GOD is silent. Then wait wait wait for it. Jesus Speaks. I am ruling the Universe. That glowing ball see it spinning there spinning changing turning Colors one by one over and over. I will be glad when it is over with and done. Waiting on the Throne to Speak, Waiting for the VOices of GOD to come to me. TO tell me when to go and get it over with anon. CharlaX Wept. JesusinMotion.

OneTwoPoortobeaCowboy

OneTwoPoortobeaCowboy

http://www.durangocowboygathering.org/schedule.asp
We were not all Roy Rogers not all Singging Cowboys some of us two poor to fight with Indian. Eye had no bullits on my Cowboy Belt Buckle images opaque loops empty felt like Jake. Eye wagged my finger in that face clicked my tounge anticipating horrors done; but wait: Indian laughed so hard when this is what I said to him "DONT mess a hair on this OneTwoPoortobeaCowboy. WHen eye reached down for my silverplater hanggun all eye found arresting there inside the leather there was my empty thumd.

 

SleepApneaDeprivation

NOD: I want to sleep I get sleepy yet I fail to find sleep anymore or less a few minutes. I think, therefore I am asleep.
OFF: I do not toss and turn I sleep a few more hours when It's colder in the mourning. I learn to fall asleep when I need to be up and running off.
NOD: I start at every little sound my nerves are short and round.
OFF: I sleep threw Hurricanes and storms.
OFF: I once had a Blue Whale near me on the hammock. The Whale was not on the hammock it was I. I think you have missed too much sleep NOD.
NOD: How did you ever see a Blue Whale in Kentucky OFF?
NOD: When I sleep I sleep When I awake I am not asleep at all. When will I get to sleep.
OFF: long hair is associated with hippies
short hair is army guys and tough guys
there was BUTCH cuts
and GREASERS
skin head speaks for itself
but drug users cut there hair off
ALL OF IT usually when something bad happens
like a death in the family hair so there

NOD: you awaken me with a discussion no time to further sleep the life away my hair is my own business each and every day

NOD:

What Hair Says
Long haired Hippies
Army guys, hair cut short
Tough guy style
Butches and Greasers
Skin-head speaks for itself
Drug users with no hair
All cut off when . .
Something bad happened
Death in the family
. . . Hair

OFF : See its thereapy a ply on words resulting in a poem it even rhymes with SleepApneaDeprivation

 

 

 

 

 

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ClownandLeutinant

A PAroday of Asimov

Empire and Foundation

Braves travel great distances between the planets of Donk. They must use wireless there. The Clown came into the glen the Maiden noticed him the Brave stood up by fire protectively he scowled down at the Clown ignoring him was found a pantomime he drew a heart in air but such a sad face on Clown made his white face an agony he finally speaks a lost Tribal toungue comes painfully " a heart, a woman with a heart, and thats not all, a mind with which to think good thoughts; iff trouble comes I think this woman would come to aid, this total stranger, even this sad Clown face in danger." The Brave takes time to look at trail the Army man on horses there. The Leutinant dismounted two men on either side of him with horse whips at the ready. By this time the tribe was coming to the glen all about the men they stood the whole Imageination. The Clown was standing loose a goose about to cook. The Brave stepped closer to the Leutinant smiled up into disaster as the Army pulled his gun from holster Brave was faster grabbed the gun and twister. He stood there as the Leutinant smiled and said we come from Donk. What about that. Brave smiled back we come from Tribe take look about you Army guy. I am keeping the Clown send DONK to me, what about that. They fell all about the place whipping the tribal people with the horse whips. Soon it was over and the Leutinant left without his gun in holster gone. Brave looked down at piece in hand he wept. Sorry for what his nerves now felt. The Army played a band happy that they got to hit someone. The Maiden and the Clown and the Brave all went back to Village Square to use the wireless there until DONK was sure to come. To find his Clown. FOundation and Empire. The Leutinant and the Clown.

Athiest

Because of all the suffering and hate and killing and things like that in this world. (Christian says BUT wait thats Why he made Jesus.) But a lot of poor people still suffer even they pray they got bad teeth they hurt they suffer. (Christian has to agree with this.) (I think it takes great faith to be healed its something we dont have today.) My mother was murdered in her sleep they euthanished her. My Christianity says she went to be with Jesus. I saw people so called healed on Television Sunday they showed the fillings in the teeth as iff GOD had placed them back they said they lost them WHY WHY WHAY would an all powerfull living GOD replace FILLINGS? He would have replaced them teeth with NEW ONES. Its all in how you believe. Are there any absolutes left when the Bible calls the Jesus Messiah is that because he is only Jewish. Just a man. Was Jesus Athiest? Or just devoutist. The Bible is a Hebrew document. How can I as a gentleman understand it. Was Saint Peter a Divine Or just a man that was called to serve. His shadow healed some people. Let me step sidewise into your shadow Athiest hide me from the SON. There is more questions then answers what about time travel why cannot I fly like Superman where is that Read S upon my chest and where is the Gate to Heaven must I die like a dog to get there. Is it really a Giant Pearl there. Or do they call it a Pearly gate just to confuse the Athiest.

MUNDANE

Is there a differance in eating old pre packaged food as opposed to eating first opening old canning jars of putt up canned fruit? They call it canning in a Ball Jar I would have said they can them in a Bell jar. Ball being that Brand namme I suppose its opposite of what one thinks. To keep the animals at bay the skunk and the skink. But everyone can see it is only a glass jar with a metal lidd on it clearly not a can of any kind no needed openor at all I knoe some people that would not ever touch some food thats out of date but they will pop that metal lidd off that old Ball jar when the tape clearly says 04 was when it's made. A disagreement in this predicamate. Opposites always attract. I prefer them olde fruit snacks. The Apple Filling is so hard while the crust remains so flakey search the package for the date while CharlaX merely eats. Mundane. Today I got 2 chocolate Ding Dong's with the 2 Apple Pies. See me smile. A hard to chew centers with the rest all falling off onto the floor. Thank GOD they did not want them at the Store anymore. Mundane.

Trippping

She thought I was a man come inn from street. I said you pretty woman will I eat? She said I take care of mental people here at this established place; I held up my trumpet for her to see. What do people do here in this place; She said we have Aquariams with fishes swimming back and forth a fish appendulam. She took a real closer look saw that I was younger than she had seen; I look like doing dishes now, but I like to date can we go out and do the scene. I said I came inn here to this place to be to blow my horn or do without. I took the Trumpet and from the case down to the pawned them both for money god. She may be there still watching fishes washing dishes but she is one fine catch that got away for I had god pocketed today more than a few of money god to pay the rent to a fancy apartment where I learned to let the music die; inn favor of the money god of half to have necessity of life I want my Trumpet back? NO! let them keep it there, no music trippping, the dust is settleing some down on case the mouthpiece gone. Stolen. By some young musician, somewhere in a school, sitting second chaired. Just trippping there.

LapTopSnafu

I held the cell phone in my hand and said Hello is there someone there I want to give you $100 dollars for your laptop. Man. Was he excited. I was at the flea market. Has it got a mouse port? Can I get the Internet? When he arrived I was all set to part with that money and get online. Much to my own surprise he sealed his own snafu he asked a total stranger to evaluate the move. Tell him to buy this laptop from me Was what he said to him. He paused just long enought to jinkx the deal here is what he said to me. Look closer at this thing. There is no cards see the slots on the side there is two cards supposed to be there in them. And that sticker on the side says !9998 way before the time its too old you wont be able to get online. Its not a Dell. Its got a round mouse port on the back a Ps2. His friend was getting angry at him and me. Where is the battery? He pointed. I grabbed slots trying to pull them open. He gaped and yelled. STOP. DOnt break it. The helper grabbed the Battery it was way too big I had been looking for mucho a smaller thing. How much to replace this? I almost screamed it. At least Thirty Dollars he said they no longer even make them. Radio Shack ? I tried again hopefully. NO was all he said then he said as I looked up at him hopefully. Do not buy this I think you have wasted your time. Much surprised at this outcome I agreed and the man looked them daggers into me he said I am out some gas money now and you do not even want the computor from me now and what oh what is wrong with you. Very calmly and carefully I only told the truth I wanted a laptop computor very very badly. Now I am upset too I have to leave this flea market with nothing much to do. Ado. LapTopSnafu.

Available

Euclid

Pons Asinorum a proposition me:  If this be rightly called the bridge of asses hes not the fool that sticks but he that passes I got that in EUclid its the Elements unabridged available the computor turned green is what it says in Green GLowing Letters so I awaited searched the ones with the Reservations on. Again it was in red letters still in Dull red letters almost a dull brown like as to a frown. So I danced up to the terminal to make another reservation this one was number three on computor four a total of no extensions today available is gone. FOr it is Monday as busy as an airline terminal. My flight is now departing at one thirty five. The seat is nearly reachable the time begins to slide. I walk slowly up the inclime in nasty weather I slip and slide but sure foot as I go up inclime as it narrows and it slows and then it positively creeps and yet I plod along the marrow almost frozen yet I stay in time to make it threw them passes as I go a stepping past the pauses of them suppostions of them prepostions some men stop and stare some men chew some men eschew them red neck chewing lessons dumb to call a lifetime over long before its gone. As I finish line I look around for next one thats available for now. Computor NUmber Five.

Ithoughtisawapoem

I was so busy in my mind. But then i lost it. I wanted this one to tbe the classic poet remake. I think i found the theme iff not the words. Hate. TOday is hate day. Pornography needs to be cleaned up. MOvies about love are needed any size group is still appreciatied. But untie my people let them go from bondage this is what i hate.  "It seems the murder took place as part of a sexual bondage fantasy," he said yesterday. URBAN LEGEND it seems i have seen these things happen as well as just surmisse them a Detecative mind searches for answers. Zuckerberg said that Facebook's goal with Beacon was to create a simple mechanism for members to share information with their friends about their lives outside of the site. It had to be "lightweight," he wrote, so it wouldn't get in the way of what people were doing on the Web. Ninjja Hairey will go to blazes when she dies. Someone like that will not die peacefully. Perhaps she will get aids. Or they will have to search for all the parts and pieces of her in the car crash. Its all just part and pieces of the budjet cutting neo Nazi ruling of the masse of Salmon Rush dies they do indeed they leap upstream to afford a copy of the Satanic Verses has been banned for masquraiding as prose the odour of a skunk in someone elses nose is praise to one in need while 666 has come at least to only one librarian. She needs glasses enters building code laughing at the door still locked behind her she is standing nakedly yearning for she is greed as no one comes or calls. The state Attorney General’s Office has charged Nina Silchuk with first-degree theft and defrauding Medicaid, which provides money to the poor. She failed to appear for her arraignment Thursday in King County Superior Court and a warrant was issued for her arrest. I got this is a web crawler search. Imagine this conversion Why do you still write such awefull sorties call them prose when you yourself must knoes CharlaX would be banned in all them German Countries still at war. I thought this was a poem.

poet

My life flashed in front of me momentarily blinding me a large word it was just one it said simply "poet". Not a wordsmith like the rest of you oh no a simple wordsman a left over talisman near death. A homeless soldier in the field of life. Unless Kerouac was a poet. EE.Cummings was a poet. SOme even say that Shakespeare was a poet call him bard making plays that rhymed. Rudyard Kipling was a poet although to me he will remain Author in his stead. Charlottes web was not poetry and yet E.B White wrote all them books but poetry I tried to look and no it just seems not. I was never really there inside when I was growing up and so the fact of facing another near death collison with the end of time soon coming is not scaring me at all as iff I was just a  

Kohut in the snow. name:  A namme (rare: 1 in 100000 families; popularity rank in the U.S.: #17702) I am blue. Not yet turning blue. I wanted to make the classic that everyone would always love and fondly remember perhaps the word of CharlaX seems so wrong I made a lot of stones. A lot of poems some of them so very very adolescent like my mind. When time ends for me no one will see no one will even care an execution in the dark of night. We cannot let a poet live. We cannot let a Jesus Freak upon the Earth. We want a real person with a number on his head or in his hand. This poet is so sad. This poet was your friend. poet.

 renegade secrets

renegade secrets can not be kept inside a heart that love

has kept renegade secrets must be lost and slipped direct to lovers slept with renegade secrets hidden love they way a man likes to watch two maidens in each others arms doing renegade secrets only women knoe about a man clueless and forgotten unless a threesome fantasy arrives as renegade secrets come to eyes the women soft and flesh to flesh all hate forgotten as they touch each others breasts and more renegade secrets as they go deeper into love so no one knoes how really it would feel unless they have participated in the reality of love of all them renegade secrets I like three women of differant ages kissing each other the older with the younger with them all at once becoming lovers Iff only they were all just wearing glasses is my renegade secrets

 

Blankface

For Christina BDAY

Blankface

a poem of charlax 

When someone asks a stupid question

they give you the blank face back

when someone gets a stupid question

they give back a blank face

when someone is called upon to testify in court

its the face blank

when the Judge reads the sentence

he does it with the Blankface.

The stranger on the street asked for directions

with a blanked out face.

The Policeman trying to give directions across town

did it with a face all blanked out.

The animation missing with the thought.

No thought required when missing information comes.

I save my Blankface for the idiots I meet

you knoe them ones 

that insist on asking me

what it is they want to need.

The very idea that I would want

or need any information

from a ganger or a fiend.

Look close at me

can you guess

what you will see

Blankface.

 

found on facebook

 

Rule

Rules given most ignore. Made to be broken. RUles made by a group become laws. Made to be broken but only by the group. Rule of life is the GOlden Rule. Made to be broken only by the individual. Rule of Murphy Law. What can go wrong will go wrong. This is usually but always expounded upon. No matter what you change it to this is the original version. Here is the Playground Rule. DO unto others before they do it unto you. Here is the Street Rule. Carry a nail, iff you cannot Carry a knife, or a file, or a Crowbar or a tire tool under your sleeve inverted to hide under a heavy coat to conceal it from the cops but that is smart. They can however spot them even under the sleeve its uncanny and they always took mine away from me. However in a small town they tell you to carry a baseball batt. Rule of Thumb this only works in a do or die fight. No matter what you do you should not try this at home with spouses. RUle of others. Let them alone. RUle of self. See the GOlden RUle. Do unto others the way you want them to do unto self. Let me leave you mye children with this thought " there is the UNWRITTEN rule. When you are trying to keep a secret and trying to keep a hidden that is when Murphys Law will come unbidden just to muck it all up its just unwritten. But is the law no wait it is the Rule.

Rember

First you must all rember that I am not writting a Biblios Scripture as it may be confusing to some of you that I am not penning the Gospel can you imagine a world where everyone is Quotting? Quoting? Quoiting? (choose b) charlaxandroidoneseven. CharlaX7 said on his CharlaXFabel number seven and eye quote QooteCharlaX "There was episodes eye will never forget the NOSE throbbing on the stairs inside the house the girl tried to leave the shelter of the fence once out she turned to dust" end qoote (ha) (ah) he got this one wrong its not an episode of twilight zone at all but it was on the OUTER LIMITS program I rember now. I always check the trash cans outside on my way inside into this building today I could not find my bag of chips and stuffins I left here Wednesday. Then I came around out and then about inbetween the sessions found them right there where I left them mabe someone took them out for the brand namme on the sack was Veggie Sticks Potatoe Snacks then they blanched and placed them back when they saw all that Pizza Crust I left there on those snacks. Do they take the trash out somewhere then bring it back can you rember? On the day of Moses Death his eye was not dim he was in perfect health just before he lost his head and went to Jesus Heaven. Rember this one you He saw GOD back I say Back? non hence the forward disclaimer. When Charles was drinking Alcoholic and donating Blood they took a sample out a blood test THE NURSE said OH its not too bad his blood is not yet Ten Percent. I leveled off at about seven point one. GO figure I rember.

thewarrior

the war was almost over before the battle had begun after all the fight was entered by the warrior he started swiftly to conquer all his foes his sword was short too short to deliver that death blow and so he merely knocked them out he stunned them long enought to reach the prize the box of jewels more riches treasures there than could imagine a poor warrior with short sword bladed blunt so as not to kill he stepped into the cave not sure why his heart so usually calm was so excited now and then he spied the Treasure Chest surrounded by those who carried sacks of greed inside there where they lay they all had died trying to fill pockets with the jewels each one had lost his heart unable to carry all of it away they each had turned to dust and bone the end of all called om he paused now certain of his quest he stabbed the sword inside the chest then looking down on half the blade it lay a long Green Obelisk of Jade he left the sword there where it lay inside a chest of fortune clearly won and left to lay he carried his Green Obelisk of Jade away as he passed the battlefield the men he stunned awakened one by one they saluted him aware that he and he alone had won the treasure gone for this one part of Green Jade Obelisk was worth more than all the jewels the warrior has left in treasure chest he entered to the place of torment where the government of his village sends there prisoners and he paid the Obelisk of Jade of Green to the Court for all the prisoners release where there the Judge bowed down to him before the warrior could leave returned the Obelisk to him his Jade his Green his need as the Judge cried out in anguish release the prisoners the cost will now be free to this day in village square there is the Obelisk of Jaded Green placed near the stone to mark the grave where lays the bones of the warrior gone home there is a smaller marker near where he lays it simply says "All Prisoners Released".

FallNote.ed

FallNote.ed

Spring fell away no Summer days only a few weeks of Sunshined instead of hot deserted months now the shelter more important to me sweating Robbers of the Roost. Oh no I would now hate to see the home was suddenly torn up or freak iff just was even gone. For a teener boy told me he is a local euthanist perhaps a satanist a ganger with a fist said no one steals just one thing from your house they take it all. The house itself would be long gone. For they do not play. All day long they rule the lessor crowd. Too a man falling snow for at least four months in a row or mabe six, I would deep six without a bed a place to lay my head. A cavern place a dry with bats and bears. Wait. An ancedote.ed note.ed A ganger. Flashing gang signs turned threatening me wanted to overrule my mind. I was eating breakfast fast a pizza slice turned back into the bag for later cause this idiot wanted a rolling paper for his chickenshift cigarettes left handed crappor makor. He called me a bad namme and then said he can do it all day long. Iff you can catch my drift. He paused then drifted off when I mentioned calling the police. He lost his wrong. Atiitude is gone with him. Perhaps he is only wanting just a smoke and not a fight. I sincerley hope he goes on home. I am still wiping curses from my lipps and attitude is gone. Take another look I am no ones Itch. Go scratch alone. FallNote.ed.

Presupposing

When out and about the Constitutional walk we tend to figure on others being kind not kind of kinky kind of mean kind of evil with the minded of the devil they are so leveled bevel up in your face to do you evil human race. So then the leash comes off the dog is allowed to scamper even walk about the grass is trampled the flowers gone. What then Oh he is just a scampering. Well I cannot replace the grass clumped that the neighbor spent $67,ooo $dollar signs on. I will not try to make more flowers for his rows. I simply call the dog and home we go. TO hide from justice we get inside. The house is air conditions with high definitions. We laugh at every commercial thats not funny. We go on presupposing. Then the knock comes at the door. A Giant Flower holding all the smaller dead ones its justice come at last. He picks up your smaller canine and swallows him real fast. Of course this does never happen but thats what you all get for presupposing. NOthing I can add to this I guess the storm was bad last night and made me sort of cranky while I am missing love I leave this ending as a sort of whiff. While you are presupposing.

DeadSeaScrollingByeCharlaX

Who is Edgar Rice Cakes? What does HE have to do with John Burroughs. Jesus Crisis. http://www.google.com/search?hl=en&source=hp&q=crisis+chronicles&btnG=Google+Search&aq=0p&oq=Crisis&aqi=g-p1g9 What is this? A novella nuevo bye charlaxandroidoneseven. CA17. Short for Para Cayce. I have read the DeadSeaScrolling. On the PDF machine. Let me inform on my brothers in the LORD there is seldom any evidenced.  These fragments of Aromaic Archaic would cause language EXPERTS in the field years of Formatting on a Word Processing machine. Butt Doctor Caycey has Decided it somehow pertains to Jesus.? Oye Vey.  I admitted in a Court Room of lawyers I have not studied all his problems yet I must admit I cannot read those fragments of isometric triangular wordage. You must admit these people did preserve it as iff it were a GOSPEL message. http://www.crisischronicles.com/ A cave a bunch of yearns placed near the Monestary Remains to find considering the way Climatic Changes occur the evelation of the Earth is never level Seas rise where desert climes once failed to thrive. Perhaps a sub culture of Future Post Apolyptic Snow Men; all white and hairy like the Yeti. Abominable in every way with patches of glowing purple hair where the radiation has burned some of the fur away to reveal faults underneath no clothing there. They find a pristene City walk into the Revolving Door and fall back out until Discovering when to exit one. What fun. The lobby generator comes on. The Computor Hums. One Yeti moves the mouse Experimentally they gape at Windows song. Not one of them Yeti can get the Computor to do anything they are all just too old. A Robot walks up to the terminal. May I help you SIRS? and /or Madames? They step back agape at this hairless ape a tinsel steel replica of charlaxandroidoneseven. He types in http://www.poetrypoem.com/charlax7 Let me show you my website boys? Do you like poetry as prose? As they fall about the place guffawing they come out rolling the first time I ever saw a bunch of Yeti lawghing. So here we pause. As DeadSeaScrollingbyeCharlaX grows cold.

 CommandLess

Putt a knife at your throat iff your an avid reader for there is still lots of charlax you have not read in bed I lay the outside fould with skunk odour makes it hard to breathe inside the shelter formed mostly of old scavenged tents and flys to catch the rain. Why cannot the rain come when skunks are shotting smells at one another bites my nose they also chatter and they fuss like some people in Public places near me did the LORD meant for us to Suicide or just tried to teach us rather to survive a brief encounter with a skunk perimeter defunk the one only avoid the other is too much to want too much to eat is it bad too want or not iff bidden to a feast where many people sit where you must wait upon the portions small perhaps the host is mean the food is old quite scattered lost its size its filtered down to give a bite to all the men who kiss a mother and a miser not my fault at all as the quick brown fox jumped over the lazy moon leaping or leaving or looking abcdefghijklmnopqrstuvwxyz Why do you type that mother what does it meant ??? She smiled real big at that. It has all the alphabet letters in it, for practice, they just meant it for practice for us to learn with it it does not really meant nothing, NOW IS THE TIME FOR ALL GOOD MEN TO COME TO THE AID OF THIER COUNTRY. Again. She did not explain this one and it does not have all the letters so lets go find an answer. It was used as a typing exercise, i think there was another part to it because all letters of the alphabet were used to help with typing thank you Mother at her typewriter. I learned to type in class at High School Typing Class. I did not go fast but slow carefully I earned my D-minus at forty words a minute with two errors to be fixed when found. It must have been them Army Boots she wore. Them bad friends of brothers gangers scored there hits and left my body in the roadway to be killed on accidental death. Like a spagetti lots of spagetti stranded on the plate stringy no meat there at all iff its cooked and drained thick or thin sauce with flavor is the key sometimes there is not fiber no strands of noddles but just one giant meatball in the center of that plate. A prose poem never rhyming the ending off missing like a scrivner scrivening a  missive from GOD. Autonomous writting automatically announcing seconds with the meal iff only there is enought to go around as the lightbread disappears in vast quantities of water in a bizarre effort to ferment wine in stomachs while they sleep in silk pajamas after showering in stalls of mission halls free from Jesus while you stay COmmandLess.

 

MoreMisnomers

MoreMisnomers

Copper Penny. This Lincoln Cent might be made of copper or zinc, depending on when it was made. If it was made in 1982, you'll have to weigh it to tell. They do indeed go by weight. Some of them are steal. Some of them are sink. The ones that turn green quickly in the water are the copper. Not a lot of market for green copper oxiadated pennies. Lets go see what people do with them. Parking meters in some cities start at a Nickel for time. NO use to have them pennies handy. Drop them in some coke it cleans them up so temporary. Toss them at the wall see them fall away who was the closest has them all. There is a penny dish in all the better Places but some gas Stations still abstain it. Take one or leave one I find Dimes sometimes I steal them looking back at the attendant I say I found alucky Penny watch Him laughing at me.  I once rolled #$50.00 up in penny rolls she wanted me to open them so she could see the copper on the counter at the bank I said YOU will count every penny while I WAIT she counted the ROlls and handed me the FIFTY DOLLARS just to get rid of me and on with life. There is still three coins in the fountain. Usually they are Pennies there. A penny for your thoughts today. Some old women pay the sales tax at the store one painful moment more the girl exasperated as she waits to ring it up as she lays them out along the line counting softly to herself almost a dime. She makes it nine. While the worker tried to grab a dime from her OH no she cries im getting rid of all these Pennies NOW while I am still in line. They end up fighting while they call Police and Ambulance will come. The new ones have differant pictures on the backs how come? But they cast more of them now and they cost more to make. YOu can still find your bottom dollar in your pants pocketed. Iff I had a Piggy Bank I would smash it with my FIST to get the Pennies that I need to get some more (whatever) at this finding MoreMisnomers.

CameraAction

I took the thing and placed in my back pocket a red case which contained a camera a pocket full of someone elses dreams. NO big deal as I am not a thief. They searched for me upon the street. They found me at the trolley stopped. I blanched and then came clean. Yes I took the thing. The man was nice an off duty Sherriff from a place they fry old men like me. I left it home was all I said I will return it now today was SUnday so I went back home and then back to town I wanted shed of this red case camera on the rebound. I kept the batteries and the little plastic thing was empty I placed a penny there for luck and put the camera back inside the red case with the strap they had there on it. TheBrother of the woman on the back of the Sherriffs motorcycle was standing waiting at the store when I arrived before I left to go back home to retrieve the camera there. He was bad, but not repulsive. He tried to grab the red case away from me. I kept it. I said I was in contact with the woman and the man so he called them on the cell phone. Off he went the thing was already taken care of. Off I went walking back to forth from town twice is better than arrest and truthfully the camera can be found for much less than $100 even digital. Must be the film was so important to them people I had to promise them a camera found. Mabe its the film with pictures of illicit sex with Husband Wife and Brother dear. Frankly I got a good look at all of them. She is fine but I cant see what He can see in him. Perhaps twas SHE who eld the camera??? OH gay CameraAction!
 

LiPoSuction

Alone Looking at the Mountain

it always sucks to be alone;

All the birds have flown up and gone;

after sucking in my eye.
A lonely cloud floats leisurely by.

It seems to say it sucks as well as I.
We never tire of looking at each other -

sucking windows by and by,.
Only the mountain and I.

 

Li Po CharlaX

 

Rude9002

I think the worst rude all year was the boy with the long skate board tucked sidewise under his pack and he only whistled at me to move not understanding this old man was bending over to pick up a piece of plastic trash to toss aside off the sidewalk he almost hit me in fact I think the skateboard actually nailed my pack. But the man that had a one sided conversation with me about my computor use was the worse. He said stop whinning and get back to work. I called him a namme. A very bad namme and he showed some wisdom and stopped WHINNING back at me. He is still loading his weapons probable. The boy on the tarmac calling me nammes. The girl on the outside calling me a skinflint cause I would not give to her a five dollar bill. They tossed my new bicycle in the dirt. They tossed a rock near me. Not meant to hurt or hit mabe but the damage is the same the thought that counted. They jammed a chair up under the keyboard causing the computor to malfunction when I was signing in. I am not the King of the World. Not yeti. NOt I. But then when I become the King all of this changes. See more news at Eleven. I want you to reach out now and place your hands on that radio dial. Pray to Jesus and send all of your money to me. AT @ rude9002.

CellBlocked

He paused as iff I am lucky. And Iff I am lucky he will remember me as the old bum who had no cell phone or even as the old man who cannot afford one. Why look at all those dirty old clothes he dresses like a Nomad in the Snow. He was Cellblocked. He had a wristwatched. He was tall not unkempt or dirty. Money seems to be no problem a neccesity fulfilled but yet he has the time to kill.  Not over dressed himself He moves in no great hurry like the drunken beggers do downtown they have a belly full of need and a hand full of want. He asked me iff I had a cell phone he could use. I told him they should be against the law. I moved quickly for so old a man unlearned. Away from him as iff he was the Plauge full of disease Airborne near me. He did not elaborate a reason as iff his was stolen or the battery was dead so many people give a testimony he was silent contemplative in his stead. And thats the reason this remembered collection I am penning in reflection of revulsion in detention of the time it takes to make this document arrive in tandem with the call he is not making in this dive. I paused and so I smiled as iff I a poet hath another rhyme cellblocked unblocked into a number one prime.

ThisIdiot

"This Idiot"  There was This IDIOT. blah blah blah blah blah. This Idiot this mourning la de da da da. "This Idiot." Every other word This Idiot! blah la de da. Why? wait! just let me tell you this, blab blab blab, This Idiot was (unintelligable cursing followed by weeping) then THIS IDIOT? did this unimaginable hardship to me THIS IDIOT!

Windtemperatic

Tem per a tic. NOT temp er atic. Not Tempor temper Temp or attic. Tem per a tick. I took my index finger placed it in my mouth I wet it all over with my tongue then took it out. I took my index finger placed out in the wind I felt the coldest side then off I went to follow men. I took my index finger placed it on the trigger of the gun. I never pulled the hammer down I walked like the crab in the light of the sun. I followed Jesus then I left and went away. I neared the light but then I frowned. The Earth is not my home but here I stay yet all alone. A lonesome finger in the wind without a home a temperatic figure growing cold. CharlaXDEfinition : Windtemperatic : the direction a wet finger indicates in the cold wind. ie. North. Usually and old.

 

JesusFreaks

We die the weak the beaten

JesusFreaks.

We parade our scars our wounds

before the Judgement Seat of

Christ.

We listen as He Rises like a human Judge

He Rules.

He Speaks.

Jesus Speaks.

I took it all upon myself.

Its all for YOU upon that Cross.

Its all there.

For everyone to see.

On Ressurrection Day

Your BOdies stand

Redeemed.

Until then your Souls

are safely here with me.

For I am Jesus the son

of the Living GOD Father

Holy Spirit Holy Trinity.

 

 

 

JesusToast

http://www.museumofhoaxes.com/hoax/weblog/comments/5132/
I saw the face of Jesus .

In a piece of Holy Ghost toast .

So I am selling them on Ebay.

For 242 Dollars $$ with nonsense added on.

I hope his namme was TOM who bid

the most for that Old Toast.

Now I have bread in loaves.

And now I loaf around the toaster

making more

Holy Ghost toast.

The Toast has Jesus Face

on every sliced.

To sell to others

of my kind of

people on the Internet.

Please come bye and buy

at my place on Ebay

My Jesus Face Toast

I am still making

Holy Ghost Toasted.

Comes in a plain brown wrapper.

 

 

SeldomNeighbors

For Nesrin Eruysal 

Chimes blown by the wind blowing bye. Adverbial phrased 

rarely seen neighbors greet the eye. The Meek shall inherit the Earthe. The LORD said in other place The Kingdom of Heaven is taken by Storm? SO that GOD is not a liar lets go to Literal INnterpretation. Matthew 5:5 Blessed are the meek: for they shall inherit the earth. Who wants the world. I still want to go to Heaven more convinced then ever that I can not earn my way. It was paid for on the Bloody Friday my lord taken from the hole where they had beaten and forsaken. With Cruel and wicked hands they Crucified him. Be meek and learn the ways of Earthe. Or be Bolden and Follow Jesus into Heaven. He also said TAKE UP THY CROSS and follow me. WHERE?? To the Grave??? Many people want there followers to simply die.  NO he said Where I Am they will be also. Romans 8:37

But in spite of all these things we conquer -- we more than conquer -- through Him who has loved us so.

StarTrekMast

frothing paroday

i am captain of
  the star ship enterprise
  at the main control here
  got a big window beside me
  to look out on the universe
  heh heh

i search for moments

to open GMAIL

alone

i look for my secret love

my wireless is too slow

i always love him

anyway

and he knoes

that he has my love.

The poemhunter ecards always work

and so does the movies now

i find for him on you tube

but we always have our love.

I never get there early

but he always understands

even when he is chewing

on the bottoms of his pants.

We have Romance.

OnBoard the Starchip Copulator

near the StarTrekMast.

 

 

 

JesusJBCrisis

September 17

1966 WOW what a young man u aer

SURPRIZE

I'm turning 43 on September 17!

People walk into walls. They fall down slapping. They wear aprons only at home. They enter laughing. This photographic poet makes pictures of poetry people. For those of us in the Cleveland Remote Area he is like a god. Serving up parts of places we can never visit. Serving up people we should never see. Helping to make poems come alive I love the videos on you tube sometimes better than to read the text on blogger we can chose to keep them later view them when no hurry has arrived. A Saint has to be included as a Catholic OH SIR you have been nominated by this hope, r. On A List. He stands alone or with someone. An englishe accente. A microphone a camera a tripod left at home. I love you SIR. Its not enought to be a Roman Soldier bringging love to hearts. You must almost be a starving artiste a most unhappy Blartist with this world. Happy Birthday JesusJBCrisis at your home.

SolomansLizzard

SolomansLizzard

"The lizzard taketh hold with her hands,

Yet is she inn kings' palaces." Lets disect this passage of time.

Many people have used similes before the spider was never mentioned as a child. It was always SOlomans Lizzard was discussed. SOme old Bishoprics used it as a Metaphor to illustrate the thief. TO explain away the sin of breaking and entering inn. What is good for that lizzard is good for us as well so iff you need someplace to dwell just grab the pole and vault over that wall. ??? But no. Look close. Reason has set inn. Jesus never was a thief to begin. Common Sense and literal interpretation must now come inn. So here is the goods the punch line iff you must. The Proverb is from good king SOloman and HE must have been thinking of his wisdom and looking at a real lizzard being on a wall underneathe that window then moving up the sill into the room of that palace he called home.  Case Closed.

PaperHanger

PaperHanger

Tom says, " Hello Fred, I hang paper all over up and down the streets of Durango on the Bank of Colorado." So thats your JOB?, TOM says, "YEP I guess you could call me a paper hanger," and then TOM's Grin real wide like some men do go on. Fred says, So what is your JOB description? TOM says, I am a writer. (we all says "OF BAD CHECKS"). But Fred as well as most is clueless. He loves his friend and does not knoe that he is criminal intent. Money is the reaping that Tom uses to go on. But now he may have to learn a new job descriptive adjective. Because. Because they stopped taking checks in all the bars and restaurants up and down main street. How will a paper hanger eat? What will he learn to grow on? A signature a limit sign an old boot the leather peeled to taste like meat. The reason they use lots of spice to cover up that boot heel nice and flavorsome they "speal". When TOM reaches into his inner sanctum pocket for his book of chequered payment (it was blue) and folded love. They only have to tell him once go read the sign inside the window near the door. Then go outside walk down the street and carry on. GO on now TOM and hang your paper. While Fred just nods and smiles. PaperHanger. 

HighNooN

CharlaXParodayofMovie 

Gunnslinger lifted up his glass He stopped and stared hard at the clock upon the wall of the bar stool under him his back so straight no fear upon His face but it was hot in this place. His forehead beaded sweat He streached his hand He lifted up his drink again this time He drank. Here is what He said inside his head His thoughts spilled out spelled out for us for having read. I am fast I am a lawman come to bring lefty back to justice. My holster is not new but old and oiled, the tie down on the trigger hammer pulled back to keep to keep the gunn from blowing off my toe. I am old, but so is he and slow is what they are telling Me.  He shoots too wide can't hit what he is aiming at the barn door closed is safe no bullit holes or splintered jamb no battered loft above the door. I drank the whisky neat and quick so that it did not touch my tongue don't like the taste of it in a hurry now to get the JOB done. The CLock says one minute till HighNooN. I stepped into the street He came out of the sun. My back was to the shadows waiting paitently as he slowed in front of me I saw him Cheat and that surprised me he was using his right hand was closer to his gunn. I saw surprize inside his mind when My bullit smacked into his gullet he dropped his barking gunn for I have won. The Train ride home the casket of this man I shot my badge was earned but no ones knoes the secret cost this Lawwman's work is done.

wordticking

talent shout

talent call

casting earls

chewing bum

hard sitter

hare christian

tornado lout

toledo love

repugn nose

nosey cloves

lame lamb

leg god

low bow

blow fiend

friend component

dangling perculator

participle tangling

often left

found wright

wrong fern

turn tender 

rime over 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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TimeStop

TimeStop

There is a park in New York City. Not Central. Near the edge of the city. Two women meet there every several years. The Tree is always the same tree, the grass is always there so green. They are in love. With each other and with life. There is countless demos games within the computor people go there they continue to live to age there is no stopping place, where time does not exist. Exccepttion is this TimeStop where these two ladies meet every several years. A lover meets her friend both Ladies live apart in Cities distant they never fulfill the love they have they never have what other people have they never have what other people call responses. They do not see each other more then this. They do not see each other more than once in Several Years. They stop time then look inside each others hearts they search the eyes for love until able to leave each other satisfied the love these women have defies the time. They do not comment on the obvious the hair so grey. But holding hands they search each others minds and hearts with eyes. At this timestop. There is a park in New York City. Where there is love. TimeStop.

RunesTao

Purple memories taken out and dried

like tendrils from a brain

synapse lapses into refrain.

Unfair, Unfair, is life. 

To be saddled like a riding crop

with problems others have

the tao.

Nothing bad ever happens

to them wicked people.

They take large bites of life

and never pay the tao.

Yet the end is not yet seen

we have not been inbetween

the rock and the hard place

yet.

Perhaps the final burning

makes them enter into RUNES

and howl with no sound

while we can live with

JESUS in eternity.

Tao.