Not what you think...

How to be

Just sit in the quite

In your deep personal

Space

To explore

Inner space

Within your mind's eye

There in the window

Laugh inside

Glow


Time alters within

And without

To enter

This.

Hold me she said...

It was Mistress Lips Nelson

So I grabbed a hold of her arms

Then looked into her sad sad eyes

And I could do no less then hold her

To hold her tight

She needed that

In two days then you may call me square head for a day only.

Then you can go back to the regular stereotype you use to manipulate and destroy me with.

Strange things were happening in the yard...

or

The Grave Yard

Now to take a look under the graves

To see the skeletal remains

Horror!

Your blood curled and

You wish to scream

As the zombie cut into your head

No!

No!

I must protect my brains!!!!

The zombie was now getting powerful

It lashed at you

Till you were confused

Happy Halloween!!!!!!

The map began to shake on its own

The window broke blam!

You felt the air get drier

As the logs rolled downwards

Down huge marble stairs

As reason got cold

You stumbled to the door

Grabbed the latch and...

Okay life is about discovering life and imagining reality as a sort of fiction.

If you want to make the world a better place get into love on some level,

Then maybe try different levels,

And as a sorta Jew who can eavesdrop

I am getting sick to my stomach of Jewish targeting

Like that is a small population with a history of being kicked around,

Find a slightly larger population to use as a whipping post.

(I am making an intense post here, oh well) Be nice.

Sometimes I am my own favorite person..

Then someone heckles me online, because I am different than them,

So I shove them in front of a mirror rip their clothes and skin off

And tell them to take a good look at themselves.

The one thing is the 00

Hold thee

As to the heavens deep

Bring bodies into space

Feel the changes daze
.
Feathers collect

Ass

I think Google wants to be the spider of the internet.

The puzzle..

Is the net can become a net, but for fools gold and fools egos.  The spider may be an AI.