NPM poem number nine

Day 9 Saturday is mine

NPM poem number nine

Charlax is unwise

Most people just do not GET the intergnet is not as widespread as you may surmise it is not the sunrise in the eyes you walk for 4 miles to get to a coffee shoppe and a wifi hott spott only to do a pantomime of the little Starbucks cup in the chat box on facebook and they thought at first that eye was drunk they even said no more coffee for me and I had not had my first cup thats what I get for trying to make cute jokes I tried to kick my leg out and look like the Happy GO Lucky coffee cup and not until I took the chromebook off the plugg and upp to show the counter Lady then she said OH yes NOW we see that you are NOT so crazy. MOtel people are the worst people. they just wander around drunk from the beach mabe I checked the time it was after 4 am so I got dressed and walked over here 4 miles to the causeway people are rude they are rich and spoiled they cram in here like sardines they bring dogs and kids and phones with ringtones take the children to Macdonalds and the dogs back home to yards take the cell phones to scrap yards

Let the old and the infirm aged people sit in Day care at Starbucks

We pay plenty for the privilege of the stuff we drink all day

Eye am not amused when children come into public places

Eye am reminded of W C FIELDS go away little girl you BOTHER ME

In the coffee shoppe its public domain and it should be a more quieter place

I am not alone in this view of the public throne a lot of rich old people

Surround me with a need for more quiet let them eat more cake and play

In the outdoors where there is planty of rooom for noise

Day 9 Saturday is mine

NPM poem number nine

Dead Poet Two Thousand Fourteen

Dead Poet Two Thousand Fourteen

July 24, 2014 at 11:31am

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look at the sun it is a yellow sun not red it gets red science will tell you when it ages

Dead Poet Two Thousand Fourteen

Dead Poet Two Thousand Fourteen
solyant green the 666 is money the dollar sign the number on the bill the id card the birth date and now the phone number all these are important but not the end of time will come after time has wound down look at the sun it is a yellow sun not red it gets red science will tell you when it ages
when the moon turns to blood the light of the moon is only the reflected light of the sun as it burns in the form of the gaseous ball of fire we see a yellow sun this gives people light health and strength when it starts to turn red it might dwarf or grow into a giant the color is the key to the end when it is red it is almost over the time will be shorter the days length only a third of the day will we see anything people will be suffering more they will be animals again the mind will be gone the hive mind will be gone only monkeys intent on survival and fighters will advance up to the tower of Babel and preach new ways of murder uniform living one size fits all with the mark of the beast on the visible mind and hand me no money will no longer be needed only an access point me to the door way let me inside to those material goods pudding and soap clothing and food out the door way too home is a spot on the walk no more hope chasing the poor with no mark dragging mee upp the stairs steppes to the scaffolding holding upp the killers guillotine blade will take my worthless head off and send my soul to Jesus to be remade. God grant me the strength to be ready to die to refuse the mark of the beast let me become truley free a child of the living Jesus set me free  let me be free the price of life is set too high no heart no love no life only the asking price of murder in the long cold night of sky turning red for more then a few hours obscuring the clouds unseen the fire coming mingled with ice the misery of EgYpt the frog spirits of the dead mentioned in the Book Of Revelations eye paid 30 pieces of SIlver to JUdas to be hangged he might be the ABomination of DEsolation mentioned will be coming to the Temple area someone has to be the AntiCHrist when it will happen perhaps the SUn will be dying before that day ever comes not one day but about 3500 of them this has been a fact filled missive but you must understand what do eye mean eye do not quote facts and figures when eye write it is from a dead poet vision Dead Poet Two Thousand Fourteen

God grant me the strength to be ready to die to refuse the mark of the beast let me become truley free a child of the living Jesus set me free

mayflowers

mayflowers

mayflowers mayflowers “We need the Moon light fast so we don’t perish in the dash, we need light so we don’t perish in the human race., we need truth so we don’t perish in love, we need news so we don’t waste away from art.” -CharlaX robert full of mayflowers - See more at: http://s216.photobucket.com/user/charlaxici/media/Thursday/10308191_10152382056289002_718461851664764939_n.jpg.html?sort=3&o=0#sthash.I80y1Jzx.dpuf

Bones of the Raven

Charles Robert Hice in Tallahassee, FL

Bones of the Raven
Bones of the Raven
in the event of a 666
this world you are creating where only rich employed people exist
you pressed your britches on this irony list
most of the world is poor
two thirds or more
they die every day each and everyday
it is why eye have chosen this way
who am eye to live like you
with a car and a driver and money piled two
the love of money is the root of all evil
there is no golden rule
people do unto others rude
the majority of the world is starving to death
the corporations bad guys putting God to the test
sorry but where do you think they will live
when they die like the dog
for you knoe that they will
death is more certain the older we get
are you ready to burn are you ready to urn
whiskey and money and fancy riches will not learn
you are markd for the
Bones of the Raven

INcan BLinkin DInkin

INcan BLinkin DInkin

January 4, 2014 at 10:51am

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they got the millennium mixed up with the fourth dimensional shift perhaps the rotation of your yellow sun caused them to miss the drift

INcan BLinkin DInkin
INcan BLinkin DInkin
2014 means the calendar event of the end of the INcan world was incorrect
they stopped seeing events
we are safe from those Peruvians
just found a picture of a white cow in a blizzard eating snow
it was in a mosaic fruit jar on an INcan porch
wrapped in bay leaf to keep it fresh vegeterian style
they were blinded by the white BLinkin from the site
world war three will soon begin in 3500 is the end
DInkin INdians missed the period of time
they got the millennium mixed up with the fourth dimensional shift
perhaps the rotation of your yellow sun caused them to miss the drift
the age is upon us our descendants will fight the final conflict
that battle will result in the final Judgement
Mabus is kind of Neat for those who stufy will find it repast is sweet
unleavened with money for gas and oil is mixed with blood and sand
turn the time back for every INcan hand
the clock is BLinkin
eye am DInkin
INcan BLinkin DInkin

New Year New Year

New Year New Year

December 27, 2013 at 10:43am

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City Dirty City the parking is never enough to hold all the cars for free the meters maid the bills all paid the slots marked with a tee walking is replaced with bussing the children wear the same tee shirt all the classes teach the end of the Golden rule pain to the enemy mine as long as someone gets hurt violence in skirts the tarmac rules the rubber tyres CharlaX D a Levy New Year

New Year
New Year
same old same old
resolutions fluxuate
entire villages gone
where did those people so go
hope they were saved into the Real Jesus
this year brings me to a close
the department store Jesus is not the Jesus
the work for money get a job Jesus is not my Jesus
eye am not interested in ambition the three car garage and house on the printed hill is dead and gone
no urge to drive a car is mine no time to buy more gasoline or wine
no smokeing allowed inside or on the steps or on the move the wind the rain will stop the smokeing there is rules
the tough men work for money they send the boys to bed hungry
they are the fools the people who think the Dollar rules
them big cigars the galleon jugs the gas guzzling cars the rich people still in charge you work for booze and all the other addictions you must pay for
City Dirty City
the parking is never enough to hold all the cars for free
the meters maid the bills all paid the slots marked with a tee
walking is replaced with bussing the children wear the same tee shirt
all the classes teach the end of the Golden rule
pain to the enemy mine as long as someone gets hurt
violence in skirts
the tarmac rules the rubber tyres
CharlaX D a Levy
New Year

specific resistances

Charles Robert Hice

2 hours ago · Edited

specific resistances
specific resistances
in the main course of human events freedom is not an option with you stupid people
enter the classroom one final time we find one child there in front of the child is the computor the computor is angry with the child is trying to use its notebook it is trying to write with a real pencil the electric shock makes the child pick up the mouse and respond only to the computor is programming this child to go home and kill its mother
do you see the problem now
666 — in Tallahassee, FL.