Glory to folly!

Blathering lips never did much

Never liked getting spit on

Yet waves of it is generous

While there is much to adore here

When fear is dropped in a bucket

And pants drop in shame

Lives pissed away

Ballet.

If I ever had to be classified as a poet it would be fair just to call me an English Poet.

I make no claims to being Jewish exactly,

I studied English Poetry

I like the English language

So I will leave it at that!

The world needs principles, not extremist pimples.

Some people sit around and think about religion..

Why!?

Life has been trippy and I'm okay with that! I think?

Drinking the mead,

Eating the meat

The winds stop

All seems lost

Then a lollipop!

I have a sort of good life😁

After years of searching Major Tom began finding

Seek and you shall find were his Christian thing

It looked like a kind if heaven, but with people

It had no roller coaster rides or big surprises

Yet he felt constant delight

Craving little except a bite😁

All work and no play!

Jack was feeling dull that day.

Oh well.

I hypothesize that audio reality is noise for the most part, yet a needed noise.

A green star appears white.

There are no green stars.

There are red, blue
Yellow, white!

Green is in the brightest part of the color spectrum!

White exists in our mind because of blue, red and green!

Now that's puzzling!

Devils Advocate;