To blog or not?

Give I can

Not today!
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I departed from the giant sex blaster x ray monster other dimensional world where both my mind collided in the fun booth of time and ice cream where the wonder puppies are!


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Ad in question may be reported to highest power or God maybe?


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Once upon a time!

So how do you start her up?

First remember to use both hands..

Yes I know.


Are you ready for her?

Ready as ever

I can't remember feeling so exciting!


She's a 16 cilander so go easy?

Yes Yes I understand..

But can she drive well?


She can drive both good and hard?

Very sturdy build

Plus well oiled machine.!


I suppose I can just give it a go!

Yes Yes but go easy boy

Heaven know I've tried and failed!


Alrighty then!!!!
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Now will be that thing...

I don't know what I mean

But the cat was babbling

There she is from wax

Melted in heart's meow

Blob of life can dance

Do that good move

Yep you see

Oh my..

Like a rabbit

Hopping all about

Down the magic pathways

And far away

Pop!


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Amazing Waves!

I detect something electric

Oh stimulating sand castles

This is the place yes

Making waves crash jelly

So I see you get hungry

Crawling across amazing foam

Gleaming star you are

Suddenly there you are!


It seemed like a sea sucker

No this be a mermaid lover

Hark a woman approaching

The tides turned wildly

Steam mint clouds of green

Helpless, yet something

Somewhat odd baffling

The castle crashed in two

Bill Hole was searching

Nearby in the cliff

Why me he considered

In such a dark spot

Dramatic shock.
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Online and offline writing is turning us into alphabet people..

Now can you say dog backwards?
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You will lose so climb into a hole and hyperventilate!


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I am not an elephant.

I am not donkey

Or a woman's bra

I am not stupid at all

I find myself climbing walls

Not as spiderman

But as a scared person

I can't hide

I can't hide my eyes

As forces collide

And make violence

So lift your head

Open your ears

Shut your mind

The kids cry

Band aids supplied

Passive and kind

Will more dictators rise

For a laser gun parade

Heads caught in wires

Sometimes it looks possible

Like a race car

To break the barrier

Winners from losers

Try me for a chat

Bring a rat!
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Bill Hole felt his longings to jump through the hole, but just wimped out suddenly, sat down and covered his face with his hands..

What ever happened to my courage (he thought)

Still there was no other way out of the cave

There was no other way

No options! (Echoed everywhere)


Bill Hole stood up

It was time at last!
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I often get ridiculously excited when writing a poem..knowing I may be creating a real something that has never existed before, and maybe going on a journey that has never been taken in which a new universe appears to be licked up like an ice cream miracle (s) forever!


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The sleek hulls of the American aerospace fleet gleamed beneath the stark, unfiltered light of the orbital staging yards. Far below, the blue marble of Earth turned in silent majesty, a cradle that could no longer contain the restless spirit of its children. For centuries, the line had been held by those willing to look into the great dark and step forward anyway. Now, a new frontier beckoned, cold and unyielding, demanding the same fierce vigilance that had once tamed a wild continent. Commander Vance stood on the command deck of the Vanguard, his eyes fixed on the distant, shimmering telemetry of the outer rim. Beside him, a young lieutenant checked the primary reactor grids, his hands steady despite the immense weight of the mission ahead. "Sir, the Eurasian atmospheric arrays are locking onto our coordinates," the lieutenant reported, his voice cutting through the hum of the bridge. Vance did not flinch, knowing that out here, the balance of global power was no longer measured in borders, but in absolute resolve. "Let them look," Vance replied calmly, his eyes reflecting the distant stars. "They track us because they fear a people who do not ask for permission to explore." Every bolt and bulkhead of the ship had been forged by a nation that refused to accept limits or bow to the safe stagnation of old empires. Through decades of global upheaval, while other regions sought comfort in total state control, America had chosen the dangerous, exhilarating path of freedom. That freedom was not a passive inheritance, but a muscle kept strong by constant, untamed ambition. Suddenly, a brilliant flare of crimson light erupted across the long-range scanners, signaling an unauthorized intercept trajectory from the rogue orbital sector. The alarms did not panic the crew; instead, they ignited a precise, synchronized symphony of practiced discipline. "Defensive shielding to maximum, pack the kinetic batteries," Vance ordered, his voice echoing the steady courage of generations of pioneers. The crew moved with the fluid grace of individuals who chose to be there, bound not by conscription, but by a shared belief in their destiny. Through the viewing port, the dark expanse erupted into a chaotic dance of plasma fire and high-velocity shielding impacts. The Vanguard rode the shockwaves with defiant stability, its thrusters burning bright against the void. On the tracking screens, the adversary’s calculated, robotic formations began to falter against the unpredictable, creative maneuvers of the American pilots. "They fight for a directive, but we fight for the horizon," the lieutenant muttered, a fierce pride lighting up his face as the scanners cleared. With a final, thunderous surge of electromagnetic force, the interceptors broke off, unable to match the relentless stamina of a crew that refused to yield. The path to the deep frontier lay open once more, vast, beautiful, and completely unmapped. Vance looked out at the endless expanse, knowing that the trials of this night were just the beginning of a much greater journey. Across the communication arrays, the secure signal from home base crackled to life, carrying the hopes of millions who still believed in the mythic promise of the republic. It was a reminder that so long as there were frontiers to conquer and freedoms to defend, the home of the brave would never falter. Vance gripped the helm, steering the starship directly into the brilliant, untamed light of the future.