PREAmbuleaStory

PREAmbuleaStory

PREAmbuleaStory

My Buddy

composite ed.note.ed this is several differant personalities around me

He is so dumb he called his own phone number when it buzzed he answered it then he had a bad tooth it was BLUE and he had to charge the minutes then he pulled the wrong tooth not the bad one but the good one beside himself he is so sorry that it happened. He said he drinks and smokes pot because people are mean they chase him around and he has to call 911 then the police do not like to give him the ride home and he does not like to pay his tickets one at a time he waits for more that way he can pay all four at once. He lives in spite of all he does. He tried to spell SPurs on his phone and it would not let him it kept giving him spell check he said it was wrong though eye told him several times he spelled it with two Rs and it was supposed to be a Basketball. JOnes is so stupid. He is doing someone elses Income Tax Returns so he said and he cant sign the papers but he will get $$$$400. He is so hung over he told me he would see me on New Years Day and that was on January Ninth. He was showing me his phone and found the facebook app good for him but please dont call charlaxandroidoneseven on your Hound Tooth phone. He was going to get me a charger for my phone but told me it would have to wait he got kicked out of the house for being there again. He is such a sad sack My Buddy in TeXas. ed.note.ed CharlaX is editing this is unheard of a few a very few poems have additions or comments a list make it a listing

one the person across the wayside who shook his fist at eye two the person who curses told me to Get outta here like he had the certain right three to the one he should not have went there without a reason must be a case of mistaken to the two he cursed me three times before each time eye cuss him just to let him knoe he is not the God of where eye go then there is four the Buddy at the door who got his Lieberry Card with the printed Lease good Show them this PREAmbuleaStory

666 eye seen

666 eye seen

666 eye seen

it began when you were born they typed a number on your arm or on your face the human race began to take a toil upon your soul the 666 is marked into your pocket and your name is just disgrace one more mouth to feed one more space to find for you should not have been born into this Family who lives for Wine and fun. From the cradle (Birth) of Civil to the End of the World (Death) they have marked you with your Peers in mind and factoids follow you a miss demeanor all your life intact and saved but no one looks at records not a Felon they ignore the people eating books and small religions are not famous in the Barrio they only follow music and the dopes. YOU (God) Jesus made me march among the men but eye was never one of them eye would never shoot my weapons of destruction just to get my supper AT the last one you broke bread and passed out the wine is a gift and not to be so drunken apes walk on there nuckle sandwiches for gluttons head is broken teeth decay but eye will my Jesus someday in the midst of poverty in the midst of despair is where we find our God today. Find him first in hunger and an empty cup the Holy Grail is neither wine nor Bread but Ghost filled body facing Death our God still gives us life Amen. 666 eye seen

IFF

Little Bytes of Everything

Little Bytes of Everything

IFF by RudYard CharlaX Stripping

IFF.....

CharlaXKipling

IFF ewe may earn your head when all about ewe Are losing theirs and blaming it on ewe, If ewe can love your charlax when all men doubt ewe will be able too, But make allowance for their doubting too; If ewe can wait for eye and not be tired by waiting, Or being lied about, don't deal in lies, Or being hated, don't give way to hating, And yet don't look too close at this gift ghost, nor talk to wisdom laying: If ewe can dream - and not make dreams your masterman; If ewe can think - and not make thoughts your aiming; If ewe can meet with Triumph and Disaster And treat those two impostors just the same with laughter; If ewe can bear to hear the truth you've spoken Twisted by knativity to make a trap for smarter women, Or watch the things ewe gave your life to, living, And stoop and build 'em up with worn-out tools and giving all your heart to eye: If ewe can make one heap of all your winnings And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss the dice, And lose, and start again at your beginnings And never breathe a word about your loss; If ewe can force your heart and nerve and sinew To serve your turn long after they are gone, And so hold on when there is nothing in ewe Except the Will which says to mye special heart: 'Hold on!' If ewe can talk with crowds and keep your virtue, ' Or walk with Kings - nor lose the common touch, if neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you, If all men count with ewe, but only this one loves too much; If ewe can fill the sixty second minute With sixty seconds' worth of distance run, Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it, at least the part of it you actually own And - which is more - you'll be a WoMan, my internet penpal my love and mye Lady friend!

OK eye winn this is so good eye had this idea today and found eye had already penned this is still a Classic Remake and eye will keep it and reprint it ed.note.ed some time is saved for games

Just Saying

Just Saying

Just Saying

Blog

Stardate 2012

the division of the city seems to stem from prejudice they help some then take it away with the idea of cleanliness the constant work of the hired helpers is annoying to some of the homeless have trouble just surviving keeping clothing and blankets which things were given them by the populace and other things is wrong with City like Sodom and Gomorrah what about the Lave cone islands in the red sea perhaps Egyptions soiling rising giving up the ghost to time is on the side of no one least of all them wicked slavers. obsurenewyearsreferancealfweedersignpost see how many minions thought this was auld lang sign not auf weidershin let me chack this first just saying Happy New Year Goodbye to the 2011 Hello to the 2012 hope it lasts at least one more year or 2013 will bring those awefull lava locust bugs covering both polar ice caps will melt and tilt the earth over oblong particles drift past my meaning is saved in the folder of lifetime overheard in the russian sub the compass is stuck the compass is starting to smoke putt out the fire before it sets off the M-BomB. We hope Nostradamus was telling the truth and the Mayans were drunk end Quote.

Martian Jesus

Martian Jesus

Martian Jesus

Martian Jesus

Mars Base Two Five Five (edit(0r)

Nasa Spaceport One Eleven

The Martian slipped out of the Needle nose Space Craft making his way slowly so as not to draw the alarm rays they were always there to stop intruders at the Nasa Spaceport One Eleven they must have missed him with the scanners and He had this one chance to get to Earth now to survive. The COlony on Mars was thriving and growing but this Earth was not warning of the takeover they knoe nothing (ed.note.ed) tense is mine. Yes the Martian was tense way past tense he is neurotic running in place to fool the cameras they think he is a spacer now. He pulled up his left shoe to find some left over excitement stuck there in plain sight it smelled very much like it. He finally made it hidden. He peered slowly around the corner at the ambulance at first he thought they had found him but they were taking a Christmas break and were not even aware that he had hidden in his recess behind the building there. He counted fourteen steps and stopped. He walked thirteen steps backword then skipped one. His lips got dry then suddenly wet. He wants to sabotage the Earth he carries deadly. He let the germs go. He sneezed like an Earthman when he heard the Policeman say Guzendhight he knew they were getting too close. He limped on his left foot and got away almost invisible with his brown wolley cap pulled over his visor he peery eyed around. The corner was safety. The Spaceport Police grabbed and reached. The Martian went. He gave a little speech about all people will die someday all of you are grave. They decided to destroy the Colony on Mars and then they killed the Martian outside the spaceport doors they hung him on a Jesus cross death by Crucifixtion. Then they sent the last Silver Nose Cone to the Stars it went to Mars and there it dropped the Green Radiation Bombs and Turned the Planet into Tiny bytes of RUbble stone and now there is no planet there at all like missing someone dead and gone the asteroid belt glows blue in the dead radiation zone sometimes the Justiposition makes a cross of light some say it reflects the place that Mars used to shine. But when eye look up there eye see that Martian Jesus.

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666 oarts one two three

666 the solution to getting online
 666
 the solution to getting online
 the company will be a rich one the time is on your side began now and build this monument to the end of time eye will point to you the way and you must do it for eye am poor eye am homeless but eye have the idea of it build and intergnet city inside a warehouse make each unit workable as a table full privileges at all times never censorship never filter anyones time or results put at least three signal boxes on the ceiling wired and sockets under each computor there will be seven home computors that are free charge them for the rest whatever the market will bear as long as you let some of the homeless inside in the winter to use the computor for free seven is plenty and make at least a thousand tables this way you will make money for repairs and live there in New York or Bangkok wherever you can find the space to build this thing first come first serve and a waiting list when someone leaves someone else will come to give you money to keep the place running like a mini huge company take back the web away from the government they ruin everything they ever touch be flexiable on the price if you are having a good day let some pay less iff you feel you are not getting enought ask for more and they will come the free users the payers the online addicted need there fixes now be creative when you get established in this online established place and all the power and the signal spaced then make each cubicle noise free and user friendly fire the glass and make it bullit proff make the place to last into the next millennium for how do you expect to turn the Prophet over without funding get it from the Government they will buy you lots of Security devices leave them lame and take the money.

666 part two The Warehouse

666 part two The Warehouse

three empty crucibles

one man simply decided to wash his clothing he went to get his laundry from the basket now he is gone from the slot he keeps the intergnet paid in advantage is now mine eye will pass the time and use his table instead of mine the second man is paid eye can leave it there for him the next time the third man simply left it open eye can sell his slot to you see the way it works a steady income for money begets money and it all adds into the reason is to keep a free user intergnet web the free seven computors for the public almost always stay empty the world still hates the free stuff they love to pay they love to steal the money to pay for things like time hardware and soft stolen kisses in the night where is this going oh when will it be done re member to do everything accordian to the building code of the estate where you must be living in the ether zone. Dash it all prancer dont you see iff you follow my first poem instructions you could be filthy soon living high by social eyezing try to make one of my warehouses somewhere in Spain Madrid comes to my mind unbidden like Holy WIne in the Chalice of GOD cupped in other hands can you only sip or will you drink it deeply adding lead from Roman urnings spilling it down your white chastied shirt sleeved for the winter has come blowing coldly move the signal boxes farther apart so the signal is stronger to every computor in the warehouse but keep the money accounted and free flowing not saved or stolen or double hatched this idea from a long time of useful worry see me in less then one hundred of my years and let each person decide what they post or stream or look at or read upon the intergnet web for free or the small fee they pay for the time keep me posted brindley or your fired

666 third examples

 666 Third examples

 The gamer

 in the middle of the warehouse sits the gamer he is paid in advance for several years of time advance he plays each game until the game ender button is revealed and then he cheats of course he wins all the games he plays them all day long never tiring never missing a pinball wizard he loves to play them all the lyrics to songs run into the words for my poem seems ok to hum a battle song he whistles in his little crucible cubicle we listened one day and it was dixie the next day it was the battle hymn of the republic he is confedarate one day the yankee spy the next he plays the games no one else will buy he plays them free online he pays us for the signal space the switch boxes gives him love and grace the number of his name the 666 replaces what he needs his body looks so thin but the gamer has no time to eat he must play and download games

 the student slash writer

 get it what a joke ahha

 student/writer

 the person has the curly que ball hair he sits and stares in space is paid but only for the one day at a time he sits and stares until he gets ideas from space and time then double spaces all the work has to be in black government ink they still dont like the computor generation homework some teachers still make them student/writers write the homework out by hand on old timey notebook paper three hole binding in the notebook is an actual plastic looking thing with folders pens holding ink and pencils with the number two allowed them the online look ups but not the cheating styles.

 The pornographer sits near the end on the Cee ell the Ex ell is my inital investment included no exposure to the elements no censure or sensorchips allowed no filters of any kind let love rule the day on my watch is mickeys minnie mouse here is what his computor might say to him CLICK too many clicks and the more he clicks the more he wishes and wants he needs exhaust fumes in this small breathable space let go of the mouse you idiot while the pornographer still clicks too many clicks we turned off his moniter long ago to give his privacy a blessing from the 666 we do not care what he is looking at or doing there as long as we get paid the money to keep the overhead paid and all of us in online need there were three unpaid homeless users also here today. This warehouse needs to be more work done but all of us are still online and having fun with 666 work is the last option.