Lets Really Answer This Question

To lose to relinquish to submit

Resignation

Lost in life and imagination.

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Imagine: Walking atop the water between the evenly spaced piers. Wooded aged and weathered wood planks. The Sun is high and warm; seagulls blaring sovereignty.

There is talk of politics…leading more to shitty shit than inspiration.

So much of so,so,so much. (redundant: strike 3-3-0-1)

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Inspiration mixed with perspiration and with the insertion

a phallic symbol of Spring.

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Can you see now the obvious?

Lovely creatures of forest and night

The best lost is the best win when realizing

Life.

Daily writing prompt
What activities do you lose yourself in?

Power in Habits

“What car do you prefer?” Scribble. Scribble.

“Where do you shop for novelty sex items?” Scribble. Scribble.

“Are you pro government?” Scribble. Scribble.

A long list of seemingly innocent questions. Questions of which answers can be judged 75% or more factual. The remaining 25% is fantasy, lies, or fiction.

Using the data enables marketing to guide the ‘next’ best thing.

As to the movies or TV series watched more than five times, the answer is easy. To watch the hidden camera footage downloaded via ‘unusual’ means, to watch the politicians, wealthy individuals, and terrorists is a means to justify the coming actions far beyond the pale of marketing surveys, commercial enterprises, or even the whole combined world of planetary defense.

boom boom… out go the lights.

Daily writing prompt
What movies or TV series have you watched more than 5 times?

it depends on perspective. Up close the time creeps along. Far away yesterday becomes today.

yes, sitting at the core of an advanc3ed super-computer there appears the clarity of haze.

and yes, tweak-twist-turn…

Wow!

(giggle)

so easy to be.

To write. To read. To be.

“Yep. A good day.”

shwimpts ars goot

“munch munch munch crunch crunch crunch…”

Good stuff. Mayo and sticky shells

From a place called, Greenland. Oh so sweet, tasty and good.

and then, to see them see themselves with demon eyes

while through an angel

to understand they could.

Oops…

the mind saw the A.I. Worpress prompt as, “Where would you go on a killing spree?” And of course the answer was simple and easy: Earth.

However, after seeing it was a more useless and mundane question of, “Where would you go on a shopping spree?” The answer is easy and would be, Bob’s House of Guns, Gore, and Guts.

A small but humble shop dealing with tons of ammunition (one can never have enough ammo). They also sell flame throwers, land-mines, howitzers, and small tactical nukes small enough to fit in a small container such as a Uber tooling around in New York City (coming soon to a metropolis near you.)

But what Bob’s House of Guns, Gore, and Guts REALLY has that is absolutely delicious is the testes of alligators that have been soaked in a dill brine. Shit…That shit can be eaten with Wonder bread slathered with hog grease, hot sauce and a shitload of pickled alligator balls. Fucking YUMMY!

Absolutely heavenly. And recently they sent out a cyber coupon for spicy chicken lips and lizard tails soaked in pineapple sauce. Buy one get one free.

Damn…

Hunger brings out the best in me.

Daily writing prompt
Where would you go on a shopping spree?

and

answer me this, why?

there is no bravado, no lie. Taint ever more than wonderful, the smell of lavender.

God has such humor. Ha. So wonderful yet.

i smile because i have too.

Nothing can ever shake or change of come close to what’s inside.

(yes. the mind.)

To write is a way of communication as well as being the perfect conduit to dispose of insanity.

Are you a writer? Yes? No? (fuck it, it’s a freee word in which to die.”

Why?

Why write when a world is nothing more than a prison. An illusion. A purgatory of some religious bullshit?

To write means change.

To put letter to word brings clarity.

To , to. to.

too

two

(burp)

i love it.

(thanks God)

HaaHaaHaaHa-a-ha-ha

News.

while there is such a stupid battle inside

to hack and whack

to be

to see

to accept

to deny.

(Oh you …. … …)

right?

I am for the record, under nothing more the the influence of what it is to be.

inside/outside

and yet still, (fuck time)

i will never stop loving you, for whatever and ever the reason, why.

Let me ask ya something…

“The crazy shit you see while driving across the country.”

What is inside? Inside the human mind.

“Saddle up the mule.”

“Oh fuck these site.”

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Intermission

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what ‘s up?

I can never forget and yet and yet and yet, there is no regret.

the best

the greatest

ever could i can

or ever could try to bring to muster

the kis.s.s.s.s.

(whee)