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Rock Leprechaun

Today Ray revealed he is a rock leprechaun. It is easy to spot as the planets aligned while the rain fell.

A grin as his love of stone far outweighed the puny power gold has over him.

Not to be deterred, his vice is the hardest stone of all…

Diamonds

While next to him raged the heart of a Monster.

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A poem to reflect the salmon river, the leprechaun, and the piece of petrified wood gifted by one whose lust to hoard the precious pieces protected now by more than make-believe.

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They don’t know nor can they, how to be in the presence of stone

They don’t listen or smell

Conversation is beyond imagination

Treading upon with impunity to achieve their goals.

To have climbed a tree once those millions of years ago

Carving initials into the bark

Watching the time wash away frailty and bringing eternity.

Here you are again, old friend…

Do you remember that day of whisper?

Swimming between the dreams

And thank you ‘Ray’

for not choosing the worn path

of Gold.

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Which One?

Seriously WordPress? You ask a question, a most important and serious question only to be ambiguous. Why? Afraid to know the real answer?

Your daily writing prompt should be, “The most important invention in your life is…”

‘Lifetime’ is singular. It is a word denoting a finite existence. It means you had no life before and no life after you ‘die’.

So, what is death? An easy question? Let me tell you in a simple way you might understand… i do not, nor ever have, experienced death.

i only know Life, or etrnity if your brain lobes are missing parts and pieces, let me expand.

You might not believe this but i am eternal. Before the gibberish you understand as fact regarding evolution or creation, i already had Life.

Now, (getting a bit bored with this topic) The most IMPORTANT invention in my Life is when God, the ultimate scientist, invented life.

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The most important invention in your lifetime is…
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Getting Stuffed

There was once that time where I could run through the forest with the energy of a large bull elk. Trumpeting my success, my prowess, my life.

Full of strength and vigor. Breeding with beautiful and willing females. Taking and mounting as many as my lungs could endure.

Sated and full, there was the endless fields of food for as far as the horizon could be. Satisfying my thirst with the clearest cold pure water a mountain stream could offer.

Life was good until the day I was harvested by a hunter wearing an orange vest. My last view was to have my throat slit by the hunters knife to drain my blood.

My body was consumed by many, my bones discarded, my hide, head, and majestic rack of horns were changed to become as eternal as possible so the hunter could sit in his chair and remember the day of the wonderful hunt.

And while I no longer have life, I have body. My glass eyes glazed for eternity, my horns secure their place in the den of man.

For me now my best day is the day a servant vacuums the dust off of my hide while she hums a popular human song and thinks of her boyfriend fucking her as if he too, were a wild bull elk.

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Describe your most ideal day from beginning to end.
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A Long Time Ago

Two brothers. Both men. Both strong. Both from a good family.

One brother was named Cain. The other brother, Abel.

Cain killed his brother in anger thus giving birth to me and my countless generations.

So many events, so much time. Passing in a blur as brother killed brother and sister killed sister. No one was spared. No one was immune.

My perspective has not changed, it has only confirmed the purity of my bloodline.

I go by many names, Mandela, Hitler, Bush, Obama. I use all names to include yours.

My real name. A birthright earned a very long time ago is a simple name. A perfect name for what little humanity resides inside.

My name is, odium.

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How do significant life events or the passage of time influence your perspective on life?
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A Little Seasoning

Hello. My name is Mugamo. I learn English from white missionary. He come village in time for great dinner of my peoples.

White man speak of god who scare my people. He say god no like our ways. Says we much repent for sins.

My favorite thing to cook was white missionary. Very greasy and much juice of fat.

Very taste good!

As respect we said thanks before meal.

Amen.

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What’s your favorite thing to cook?
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So You Want to be an Atheist

Do you believe in God?

“Yes.”

Prove God exists

“Okay.”

So?

“What?”

I said to prove that God exists. I don’t see any proof. You don’t have any proof do you. There is no God.

(a smile)

“Who do you think you’re looking at?”

You? You think you are God?

“Well, you think you are an atheist who does not believe in God.”

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smoke signals

It is easy to communicate online. All you have to do is turn on your computer and go make a sandwich.

While you’re gone you computer will reach out and chat with other computers.

As soon as the computer learns how to walk to the kitchen and make a sandwich, then we’ll all be kicked out of the house to live naked and in caves again as the computers take over the world and talk to each other on how to get rid of humans.

Pastrami or salami?

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In what ways do you communicate online?
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Really?

Okay, you asked.

Right now it would be fun to break into King Tut’s repository and unwrap the king. Then take some of his dried mummified flesh and put it into a blender with some cocaine, an apple starting to soften, and the left nipple from a hooker named, Darla.

What? Not what you were hoping for?

Thinking the reply would be ice cream or potato chips and dip?

Alright, referring to the original recipe, a dab of butter would enhance the flavor. Mix at high speed and THEN add a dollop of vanilla ice cream and scoop with some Lays potato chips.

Enjoy!

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What snack would you eat right now?
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