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As I watch the republican base follow Trump off a cliff I recall the words of a film character: Stupid is as Stupid does.  I wish he’d stop saying he’s a self-made business man – as that is a boldface lie, he worked in his dad’s real-estate company using his dad’s money… not so self-made. But there is no telling the racist misogynists this – they are just happy to follow another moron around, sniffing at his backside like the inept four-legged beasts they are.  Apparently they still can’t get over the fact they can’t kill, rape, dominate black people – but hey… at least there’s still women! And maybe in a few generations they’ll get over the fact they lost the civil war because they were pieces of shit and God doesn’t want to have anything to do with them. But as Romney knows – Satan is right there waiting for you all!

-no offense to the lovely four-leggeds. Don’t think they would hate a dog because he/she came from mexico. But they’d kill each other for a bone. That’s about the only correlation.

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Posted: August 25, 2015 in Uncategorized

bad-guys

I’m not in the business of shaming,

But if you come at me – there is only you to be blaming,

Being a survivor is not an identifier,

But being told to remain silent is a sin,

Should signs not be put up to warn people of the dangers of a vacant sewer cap?

Why not can I then share my stories of pain,

With those around,

Perhaps healing will be found,

I feel bad when I hurt another,

Even if it is my perpetrator,

I have a heart my brother says,

How do I express myself honestly and share my stories successfully without showing the creatures around me for being as dark as a soul can get – cannot forget.

I always hear people say, hey he wasn’t that bad.. right? I mean we are all three dimensional.

So let him babysit your kids and see

So you like him – I get it – so you love him  – make me sick, nah forget it

Evil is an interesting thing, tangible and real… as he gropes for a feel

To murder a child is bad

To a rape a woman is … sad? I’m sure it’s her fault – even if she was five, six, seven, eight…

At what point does the evil own the mistake

At what point do I ever become free – or is this nightmare to always follow me

Like Big bird’s best friend – this evil, only I can see

what a waste

Posted: May 29, 2015 in Uncategorized

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I was somewhere when I saw a frog

He was quite the hog

Big and bullish

Long and tall

He looked towards me and grinned

I smiled back – seemed like the only polite thing to do

She crocked and said

“Little two feet walker, where is your head?”

I was in shock but replied, “Attached to my neck?”

She crocked again, “If you kill us all dead, then you shall too. How do you not see this, stupid two.”

She crocked and left and I stood there ashamed.

“But it isn’t my game!” I tried to let her know

How could I possibly show

That even though they are not at their best I am not like the rest

Somewhere I went, walking on still

Head full of crocks as I came upon a hill

Clap Clap – went a tall bird with her orange bill

“Why you so crazy thick legs?” She asked

I cocked my head and noticed a tiny frog leg caught between her lips.

“I didn’t know I was crazy.” I answered, “Suppose that’s why I am.”

“I fly and fly, all around.” She began

“I see how things change on the ground,

Your strong thick legs are taking over the land

I lose water and food to the man.”

“Don’t you need to drink, don’t you eat?” I asked

With that her jaw clapped, the leg was gone.

A few pumps of her wings and soon so was.

“Why is everyone yelling at me?” I pondered as I continued my trek.

I walked down the hill and came to a stream

The water was murky yet clean

I saw a large fish swimming beneath a vibrant gleam

I couldn’t see for some time as the light hurt my eye

“Darkness you live in, this is true. That is why the light bothers you.” I assume the fish spoke

“You take from me everything and make us choke,

On the very air we breathe, you poison it purposely!”

“Please great fish; it is not I but my kind that has gone mad.”

“I see your arms, so long and strong, with many limbs at the end to hold

I have seen your people build great blocks hording water only to take

As our cousin you have made so many mistakes.” She continued

“You kill us with no regard to our lives our hopes or our dreams.

The ocean runs black and the nutritious soil begins to turn to sand

Your days are limited upon this land.”

“Please great fish, hear me forest, I am not your enemy, I am only lost.” I pleaded

She shook her head and submerged out of sight.

I continued to walk – wandered all night

Then I saw the moon so large and bright

She swelled to five times her size and lowered to meet my eyes

“Stomping seed of mine, how I fed you and you did dine

How I changed the landscape forcing your migration

Demanding your evolution to be for me what I needed you to be

For a brief time, we were one, you were loved by everyone

But as of late I am seeing my mistake

You have removed yourself from my love

Thinking you shall rise above

You were to be my protector the guardian of this ALL

until you grew wise enough to fly beyond my borders

to pollinate the universe with my code

I made you strong I made you bold

my story you were supposed to have told

but I am done, making room for another one

I can no longer ask

you have failed every task.”

“I am here!” I replied “I am here for you!! Anything you need me to do!”

“I need you all to die.”

The moon waned and returned as the forest stood still

Until from behind a large growl could be heard

and I thought the human race destroyed – how absurd.

Orphan by choice?

Posted: February 17, 2015 in Uncategorized

My latest horror story:

 

The valentine’s day blizzard.

 

I was invited out by a person for valentine’s day dinner.  I refused to go – due to low funds but this person insisted and I often take this person out for dinner so I accepted.  The dinner was great and we started to head back from Shanghai Osaka.  It was almost 8 o’clock at night and the snow was coming down heavily.

The person wanted to continue onto the elks and I asked if I could be dropped off on the way. I had been out with this person before when she decides to go on benders and it wasn’t positive.  She began yelling at me.  I repeated my request without insult.  She screamed “what the drinks I bought you wasn’t enough? The food you ate…” she continued and I will admit, as this has not happened in a while, I was in shock.  But that tone in her voice brought me back to some very dark  times in my life. I asked again, please take me home. She started “You ungrateful $%$#$&…” and the names continued.  I shutdown at that point.  I asked please take me home or drop me off.

During the blizzard at around 8 O’Clock at night she pulled over at the DCU bank and told me to get out. I had her cell phone in my hand – mine had died at the restaurant and I was making a call at her request just before.  Instead of using her cell phone to call for help I was so angry – and I knew she’d miss the phone more than I – I tossed it into a snow bank as I got out and started walking.  She screamed insults as I walked and all I could repeat was how evil she was pure evil.

I wasn’t dressed for the snow – in a hoodie no gloves or anything – and I slipped while walking in the snow.  As the slush of a car tire hit me in the face – something inside me broke.  I had nothing left – no I have nothing left for this person.  She circled back – I thought to pick me up, but instead she screamed more insults and I… I told her to go kill herself.  I’m not proud of that or the phone – but I am human and I was so angry.  She sped off not to be seen again until the next day.

I made it to the Tyngsboro bridge – there are no sidewalks – so I had to walk on the bridge itself.  A very nice Muslim couple picked me up, Misty was the female passenger’s name the male would not talk directly to me.  They made sure I made it home safe.

I saw this person the next day – she continued to scream at me – called me a bully and asked if I was going to give her my phone to replace hers.  The words I wanted to say were so dark that I said nothing.

Can anyone guess who this person is?

 

I’d like to add as a post script.  When I was 9 years old I was being molested and beaten by her husband (Michael Joseph Doyle:https://www.facebook.com/mike.doyle.756?fref=ts) and I went to her for help, always, and was met with threats of being given up for adoption, put into mental institutions; but this day I told her I wanted to die, I just wanted to kill myself.  She went thru the butcher block for the sharpest knife she could find and handed it to me and told me to go do it.

 

Just because they’re parents doesn’t mean they are parents. So even though these creatures still exist – I have decided in order to achieve a peaceful life I needed to be an Orphan.

 

Thank you Mother, for allowing me to close the door on you for good.

Posted: June 10, 2014 in Uncategorized

Sometimes
Time offers a break
Respite
To our weary day

An evening of frolic And fun
Nothing expected
I wish this for everyone

No harm to anyone
Simplicity
In its grace

Peaceful play
Evenings warmth
Cobblestone streets
as the ghost of Jack Ceoroack creeps

farewell my love

Posted: May 14, 2014 in Uncategorized

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Every once in a while

A friend says goodbye

It is his time

It is her way

 

Oh how I wish I had one more day

Isn’t that what we all say

Except when it is someone we can’t stand

Then we bring out the band

 

But those times, in a wicked way, are fun

But not when your heart losses someone

 

That gaping hole

That constant ache

Death is – has to be a mistake

 

It isn’t

As cruel as that sounds

We will all end up back in the ground

 

All I can say

In this most pathetic way

See you my love

In another place

In another way.

 

I’m so glad,

I met you that day,

and am forever grateful,

we did play