struggling through life can make you stronger – or crush you.
Society shouldn’t be a dangerous jungle
of predators and
but something that
Why be Vegan?
I don’t get it:
What’s the difference between a plant and a meat?
Is it higher consciousness or cultural bigotry?
Although plants don’t have brains, or eyes, it is still life.
Now if you really want to do something, exist solely on sexual chi.
More pleasurable too….
If you only knew what I see….
A voyage of Spirit Time,
some poor soul on a billionth lifetime traveling to earth by a sleeper seed ship.
He’s been ant colonies on a planet of mud.
But the sex colonies of Earth are the best for corporal addicts….
“Hey, all I want is my refund and my ticket off this rock!!”
Spiritual Advisor/ Customer Service:
“But soul, you are contracted for another 3 lifetimes….”
I already fucked these people . And I’m sure some of them repeatedly….and I have complaints!
There is no Soulmate on this plain and I simply refuse any sexual contact.
Fucking penal colony….
There’s no free expression here, too many taboos and religious conflicts,
I don’t know, but
I ain’t doing it no more….
(Says the sex addict, snicker….snicker)
I go to
places with different
destinations in mind
and darkness in between.
I fell in those cracks
and got lost
and sometimes between the contrasts
of light and darkness,
It’s 6:14 am,
and it hasn’t returned yet.
Also, have no idea as to when it left. The flow, that mergence between poet, human being and decency, that drive and need to write, had disappeared and it has slowly leaked away.
I don’t know how I got this way,
a deasert without words
for miles around, to be at
a lost for words.
But well, to be fair, I have been distracted:
My counts have dropped, and my doctors and sources are insisting that I begin HIV meds right away.
But I haven’t wanted to.
My taking meds would end my run of having a capable and strong immune system, and to take that pill will begin the doubts of
some of my beliefs.
A lost of faith.
And without that, what would my life would or should be
All but one friend has adviced that I take the meds and don’t look back.
I have had my meds for days, however, and I feel no urgent to do so.
Like this would be a good time to check out from life,
It’s frightening, to not have that desire to live, to simply be happy with my existence.
All I have is a desire to question.
The Central had seen
We were the Original Fleet of the Empire,
Before the Black Hole….we originated the
Then the hole appeared and we cease being an empire and became Refugees.
Our scienctists told us our civiization would survive such a fate, but not how we would live.
The Home World is gone, swallowed by our own sun.
We fled, then forgot who we were, accute memory lost.
We survived so well, that we forgot we were brothers,
And declared each other Other,
for the love of war.
I’m supreme commander CF,
And I sacrifised my fleet,
spacers, for the love
of my enemy….
Her part was the leader of the
Horde, no queen is She,
She is Goddess!!!
no mear merchantmen,
Were built only for war.
I fell in love her you see, Her stratgy unseeming,
I fell for mind, then her soul.
And knew in my heart of hearts I never kill
Would any commander,
His fleet for love?
Were not fighting us just then:
Evacuting her refugees
She and the Horde
got caught in the black hole.
We went in.
Is that true,
You get the government
you ask for?
Or that you willingly
give your rights
and freedoms, so
you don’t like
can loose theirs?
The canary in that
Cage looks a little sick,
your fingers are
blue, but it’s OK,
you’re being a patroit, and
the drones in the sky
are not for you.
Their for the other bigots
in the in room.
It’s not funny….
….multiple health problems….
….no phone….or internet….
since June 17th, on my last
….a shut off notice for the electric,
so my home for the second time
in a year….
But I now have hot water, (but went six days without before that).
Yet I’m blessed!
I can still laugh and walk….
and write poetry and prose that
very few read….
And my troubles are not forever.