She and the cheese were flying on a flying squirrel occasionally resetting for more auto pickles!


May a wonderful elephant land in your living room and fart!!!!


The moment the poets pen hits the page deep inside is the smile of the power and majesty of language!

Every poet knows of this wondrous flame as it reaches into the ethers to burn heart and soul to the world and leave the silence and loneliness of everyday existence in a defiant like act of inspiration!

To any naysayers of poetry,

Can you have lived without it

Or imagine a world where there was none

Is a less intersting, magical world

In which perhaps our soul yearns

For poetry

And nothing else

So naysay all you want!

To me love !

It should be at the top of life as with other aspects

Things I don't like about it:

There are rare times when I like to hear someone says, "I love you" even then it makes me uneasy!

Technology never wins out love!

Love should be protected from any invasions of it!

I prefer a pg rated world for the reason of love!

Beauty never wins my heart, but the beauty within can!

I know that a person who feels love for another can turn into a stalker!

It seems that those who are generous will fall in love the easiest!

A kiss is not the love touch really!

Love may be vulnerable, but it is also sweet, tender, and warm!

Love may be a show or fake to manipulate!

People often find love in tough times and may want someone to lean on when they find it hard to get through the week!

Love can turn into hate which is a very bad form of love!

Love is frought with danger and should be approached with serious thought and even planning!



This month so far!

I am in excited about the future and tonight going to a art-music event at a cafe! So the future is already brightening!  There have been at least two amazing occurrences already this month!  Yow!

Keep an eye out for two new telescopes that rival the Hubble!

The world and the universe are all interesting!

Setting: Inside a dark, echoing bathroom plumbing line, right before a major flushing event.Urine: (Splashing aggressively against the ceramic walls) Look at you, slacking off as usual! I’m in and out of here six times a day, keeping this body filtered and clean. You show up once—maybe twice if the human had a fiber bar—and expect a standing ovation. You're slow, you're heavy, and you take forever to get ready!Poop: (Thudding heavily into the water, sending up a massive splash) Slow? It’s called craftsmanship, you watery amateur! You’re just 95% water and a little bit of leftover urea. You require zero effort. I am the grand finale of a 24-hour digestive masterpiece! I represent the steak, the potatoes, the complex carbohydrates! I have structure. I have presence.Urine: Presence? You mean odor! You completely ruin the atmosphere the second you walk into the room. People have to light matches and turn on exhaust fans just to survive your presence. When I arrive, it’s a quick, polite zip and a wash of the hands. I am civilized.Poop: Oh, don't act so pure. You turn bright neon yellow if the human takes a single multivitamin! And let's talk about urgency—you make the human panic and run like a maniac just because a movie ran over two hours. I have discipline. I give a polite, rumbling warning hours in advance.Urine: (Steaming slightly) I am the frontline defense of the kidneys! Without me, the system shuts down from toxic buildup in days. You're just the stuff the body couldn't even use. You're literally the leftovers!Poop: Leftovers? I am the ultimate metric of gut health! Doctors study my shape, my color, and my consistency on a chart like it's fine art. No one is out here making a "Bristol Stool Chart" for your boring splash patterns.The Toilet Handle: (CLANK)Urine: (Swirling rapidly in circles) Uh oh. Here comes the swirl!Poop: (Sinking into the vortex) See you in the septic tank, water-boy!