Thursday, July 28, 2011

Ideaeye.docx


Ideaeye.docx

Ideaeye.docx

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Eye spent time sending messages at least two then discovered eye am not logged into the account here ici eye think eye will skip this peanuty step and let them smurf other emails more importantly eye need to do more work it is not a designated quiet space eye think there is a limit to what can eye expect or except the cell phone callsmight be off the wall ideaeye the phone calls is the worse sort of uncontrolled noise the other people sitting is the other is the street outside my window is not very far away a leap the tinkling of the glass a drop of only one story and then escape the boredom of surviving the guilt of living in the not so quiet spaces of the needing  plugs for laptops and for phones why dont they charge them up at home iff eye could get three batterys from DELL eye would never use the plug just flip this sucker laptop open like a huge giant phone and type with my remote battery operated channel changer eye just found the security here is against facebook eye think it is the chat box they think it should not work with the high security settings they have in place to keep facebook from working but mine works so what iff they dont like it they can keep the settings the way they are is fine they would charge me money like the coffee shops iff they could get away with doing the pay coins in the slot on the table to start the power outlets on the wall the ideaeye is to keep people from actually using the computors at least to keep people from doing anything while online because they did not use a filter it is still very difficult to do my facebook it is the fact of my Dell is old and needs a tune up it fell into the crack between the high security settings and eye am setting pretty much where eye get the ideaeye am happy facebook works someone should write the congress please tell them to stop the misuse of public funding stop giving money to the Universities for Public Utilities such as libraries iff they continue to shut out the homeless and the poor and the working laptop computors. People who get smarter then the Robots get the ideaeye. 

Friday, July 22, 2011

Jesus Sound


Jesus Sound 
2012
IN Eternity there is no noise 
there is no sound 
of the fires of hell 
no one there hears the noise 
they are free 
everyone is well 
there is where they 
Worship
GOD the Lord

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Sunday, July 10, 2011

strained

strained
my relationship with me is strained glass iff eye were myself eye would be someone else being homeless is not the best thing in this world to be someone would help iff eye could be someone and still be me who would eye be a home owner with a boat a slip a sloop into the night with fourteen hundread batteries for wireless provided by the sea as free why not ocean going intergnet for people just like me to lie aboard more then concrete with a board for my protection it is only there for looks like a poor boys suggestion a shaking spear how could eye use it for a weapon it is crossed with a much smaller stick to be religion. Oh Jesus forgive me eye am not a good Christian letting my extra things rot in the rain no where to lay my head no gain no immediate shelter just laying near my shopping cart hoping no one tries to rob me of my things this laptop is one of the things eye do not wish to lose them. The bagel shoppe is busy ewe eye will finish this strained poem at McDonald's. eye am bugging out and strained. today eye found how hard it is to be friendly to other people eye offered to let a man use my electric plug to share the intergnet signal space which is very limited he ignored me unkindly and rudely told me eye am not in charge of this place he can find another plug is the way he putt this SO BE IT eye will remember the rude long after eye have forgotten being here today some people came in looking for a place to sit they had to go into the Kiddie Land where the little people play some people left with there children in tow the woman gave me a hard look and eye am sitting in the main room not in her Kiddie land place she did not like the old man on the computor the hair and the old clothes must have fooled her its hard to be homeless and so good looking in this public space but eye will not be so quick to be nice to other people next time eye will just do my thing in my alone no reason to offer to share let them find there own damn plugg do you think its right to be so rude to people trying to be nice

Monday, July 4, 2011

4THofJulyJesus


4THofJulyJesus
Jesus walks on the sidewalk with me in the heat but he dont feel it he drinks the shade from every side street he notices the homeless on the bus stops the bus not running on the holiday is here they pass out drunk waiting for the ride home that never comes the police drive by tooting the buzzer horn not wishing to arrest no one on the Fourth of July Jesus walks on the sidewalk with me he notices the smell of the sewer CRACK he says and eye smile they must be smoking them pipes underground this City has a system for the coming Storms to Drain the Mary Jane stinks like weed it is coming from the side street Jesus walks with me on the sidewalk sniffing at the shade the heat melts my fingers on the tape eye twisted it around the shopping cart handle so eye can hold on and steer this thing is full of wonderful things. My heart lays in the shopping cart. Jesus walks on the sidewalk with me looking at the people passing me most of them strangers using drugs and Jesus smiles. He sees them users as real people not just Devils in disguise. Jesus walks past me on the Sidewalk seeing the person of the wino around the corner eye did not see him as eye went inside the store to get my coffee is so good now its so hot eye have to sip it Jesus saved the wino from my cart full of surprises as eye round the corner past the wino fading in my distance eye only noticed how dirty his clothes were even his tennis shoes he was nursing one bottle of beer like it was the only one he will ever have eye suppose someone gave it to him for the Fourth of July and Jesus loved him as we both came passing bye. While Jesus smiles CharlaX cries.

Thursday, June 30, 2011

NONfamousAMOS

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NonFamousAmos

NONfamousAMOS
open free range signal no pressure to preform the signal emanates from the busyness next door there is no other option unless eye pay large somes of money just to stay inside some place no clear definition of the human race over function over tension wire less factoids of this android system function slipping into my mourning twilight zoned. one more free range chicken in the line of the loss of my freedom they said no one carries personal weapons exception is the medical corps who wants a doctor in the field to have a colt 45 or a fighting man without one then they took my girle magazines no pinups for the boots they really reinforced my drinking eye would have died drunk without my Jesus butt did not die in the military life was able at the age of 50 to reverse my smoking drinking addiction is replaced with yearning to be online they torture people less the nineteen years of age sending them to be prisoners of war no one has taught the boy what to do if caught. Famous people in the Limnlight i see them every time they wave too wide they smile is hollow and the dance is only routinely done. the beggar on the sidewalk plays this music very loud no one will fail to see him no one will pass him by the blind man pushes his shopping cart he hits the bus stop hard he hollers BUS STOP BUS STOP BUS STOP three times in a row so everyone knoes the blind man is moving his house on the street so beware move your feet and your tyres your bycycles in repairs and all your girlfriends toes when the blind man comes to cart his worries home.

Saturday, June 25, 2011

Trudge


TRUDGE
summer
my idea is simple my mind works in only one direction it is there for my survival when eye get off work today eye will leave this lieberry to go to the interstate exit on the NORTH side of town a trip of only about 4.5 miles on the street there is no snow so this will make me go go go the length of the trip plus the heat from the sky orb will slow me down but eye do not lose strength under the yellow sun. eye walked for four hours last night finally sleeping on my raincoat in a parking lot. my cart with my camp gear minus the cover and the sleeping bag long gone eye left early near the south freeway to gain time. not sure how to describe this trudge trudge trudge have you ever walked a long distance not wishing to stop before its over. trudge trudge trudge. when people go into a public toilet why choose to wait inside eye always go back out iff there is no opening then enter when someone goes out. it seems to me so stupid to stand there complaining of the smell when two men sit on covered holes doing business with them both. to then go on and cast aspersions on some strangers odur while he is sure they can not be smelling my sweat its layered inside my double pants. exclaiming at his exit what gays they must be faggots. who comes in here off the street smelling of after shave and limnenants of various parfumes. foppish people talking of people who do not bathe taking my expectations of a silent mission too there extreme amusement and my prolonged suffering. hark hark what long winded discussion when the smell is clearly defined as local. Jesus SOng ONe Zillion eye sing them a lot but never write them down her goes this one ewe : Iff eye were Jesus eye would grow me a Giant Figg tree then ripen them just for me Iff eye were Jesus eye would put one thousand figgs upon the Giant Tree then eat them one by one all night long and all alone sing this one song when pushing a shopping cart home GOOD night every one of ewe. trudge trudge trudge

Tuesday, June 21, 2011

Obommo666


Obommo
summer
666
The Booted Impersonator of Obama danced in his boots. He roasted the Republicans. They Terminator him. 666 will come to AmeriKa. The whole North American COntinent will be under water before the end of time this third world country is never mine. Not even the snorkels in California will save them from the Tide of Changes which now will come. For Jesus rules the nations dipping Flags in flaming places remember now what you must read. The Continental Divide is mending they showed me in the photograph the water covering the depths where eye once stood in agony losing my Country by ignorance yours not mine. The water makes the harbor some unmitigated tomb looming into the twilight of the coming justices. When you outlaw the boats only outlaws will be in boats. Russia fell headlong Mother the Berlin Wall is gone Sister none of the remnants of the Flag Old GLory will be found dry docked. The KFC restaurants become the needed chain of reservoirs to pull the deepest end of the flood into the missing link of land that was once AmeriKa. Sandersville is born. They will make the shark meat look like tuna fin sandwitches. The Nuclear Fission Reactors will melt into the mess every one is fearing it will happen soon but only when the time is recently past the quarters or those DOllars no one will be using money every party will be Barged. Egyptians floating carnivals playing poker in the hold them aces let the deuces go to blazes. Let the water roll. Flooding occurs frequently on this plateau. Will you trade world trader one handful of shrimp for one limpid pool full of whale tails. The fat the senate the blubber the house. But Office of the President will always be afloat nearer my GOD to thee. A twenty one gun salute to the intended victums of the new age religion the new 666 the flood of the Egyptians seemingly alarmed to be the Leaders of this New Nation under water since you would not pledge allegiance to the Flag with under GOD. IN case you missed my meaning the beans and ham and cheese seem better to my tooth then one new chicken. With seven hints of species fish will rule this country. Oh Obommo iff you need to pay the SIR charges on the Brooklyn bridge or under the Manhattan sunrise of your Nations new decay. Just go down to the Peter near the water tell him to pull the coins out of the fishes mouth. Left over chicken needs to be putt into the take out bags give the money to the Government then pay pay pay tie the end of the flag to your rudder in the summer let the good times roll away. The presidential barge will eventual have the Egyptian and United Nations Flag OH SIR iff you look closer there just past the stern you will see OLD GLORY doing double duty tied up to the paddle wheel to keep you moving for remember for the elephants never seem to forget 2012 will soon be his.