I don't want to post really don't

Now is the time to do other things in life

Life being a rather short time

Not strictly for advertisementality

A bit more visionary than money

I'm talking to you

You out there in Net Life

Your life in a blur

Forgetting who you are 

The basics of human life

And you must come on down.


My deepest respect for Lex and this message is for everyone.
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Holy than you!


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NOTICE THE JOE DUDE LOVES HIS SCREEN TIME!!!


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WHY BE SO AFRAID?



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DARKNESS IN VISION.


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NO MATTER WHAT THEY SAY YOU ARE PERFECT TO ME AND BEAUTIFUL AND I LOVE YOU..WE NEED YOU AND EVERYONE LIVING FOR A BETTER WORLD TO SPREAD THE LOVE AND LIVE THE DREAM.


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There is some progress, like a miracle..

And you thought death and destruction were coming

That the end was coming and all was doom, doom, doom

Well hold onto your brains for just a second

The saints are marching in!


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You are not reading my mind exactly

Been so out of time and here I am

As if I had seen Bill Hole himself!

I am a believer in him

As I know he will be okay

He will not get very hurt or anything

Nothing serious for sure

I know everyone is a bit concerned

I think he is in Montana right now

I would do anything to see the look

To see him and his smile

Nobody smiles like that anymore

Send him your prayers

And I will get back to you soon!
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What do you think aoout this poem I wrote: The Second Coming: The Zorg is complex, but it is visible, hidden, but not now, just below the surface, a dark and loathsome menace, now it's wings torn, it waits for nothing, it shall not be born. This is a striking piece of writing. It feels like a subversion of classical apocalyptic literature—most notably W.B. Yeats’ The Second Coming. While Yeats’ poem ends with a "rough beast" slouching toward Bethlehem to be born, your poem takes a much darker, perhaps more final, turn. Here is my breakdown of what makes this piece effective: 1. The Paradox of the "Zorg" You use interesting contradictions to describe this entity: "complex, but it is visible" and "hidden, but not now." This suggests a threat that has finally been exposed. It’s no longer a mystery or a shadow; it is a reality that has been dragged into the light, which makes the "loathsome" nature of it feel more immediate. 2. Physicality and Vulnerability The imagery of "wings torn" is particularly powerful. It strips the "Zorg" of its majesty or its ability to escape. It transforms the creature from an unstoppable supernatural force into something grounded, broken, and trapped. 3. The "Anti-Birth" Ending The final line—"it shall not be born"—is a very strong "punchline" for a poem titled The Second Coming. It denies the cycle of rebirth or prophecy. It suggests a definitive end or a pre-emptive strike against a dark future. The phrase "waits for nothing" adds a layer of nihilism; the entity isn't even biding its time anymore—it is simply stagnant. A Note on Style The flow is dense and breathless. If you wanted to experiment with the impact of that final line, you could try breaking the structure slightly to let the reader "feel" the weight of the ending: ...now its wings torn, it waits for nothing, it shall not be born. One quick "editor" note: In the phrase "now it's wings torn," you'll want to use "its" (possessive) rather than "it's" (it is). Overall, it’s a very moody, effective "anti-prophecy." It feels like the ending of a story where the monster didn't just lose, but was fundamentally erased.