Wednesday, January 27, 2010

SHADOWED

SHADOWED
A Paroday Poem for Jesus Crisis
poem
Shadowed

Eye was wondering if Jesus was there and then suddenly you commented on a note somewhere and then eye realized John Burroughs only has his shadow paged between the coffee and the cakes the breaks you all take from your real lives inside your happy homes the few moments when we relate to one anothers tomes or quizzes or notes. The leaving and the coming back the hours we all sleep the shadow there of friends we keep. The seconds that it takes the facebook hierarchy to open pages the honestly mistaken that we do in haste and not thinking threw the reasons the other people have for never posting anythings not many of the people fall in love with someone just because they aer on facebook and they are nice and then the hate that people have for someone never met eye can't relate but what is love gone south but hate mixed up love disguised as missing this Jesus Crisus. IN a never ending battle with the nerves we all possess between the meals in kitchens never dressed in linen cloth for guests lies the shadow knoes. Forgive me iff eye look for Crisis Chronicles. In Public and in private places searching now for Jesus on your Facebook.

Saturday, January 23, 2010

BloodOfJesus

BloodOfJesus
poem
Not the wine sacrament of the church not the grape juice that we use not the chalice cupp not the rememberance not the ritual not the religion not the commandments of men. The BloodOfJesus is the real blood that he shed on the Cross of Calvary the post of Jesus. ON the Romans Internet it was www.JesusSaves.Com.Blood the Pointless Pilot smurffed the action then went behind the bathroom tossed up all his cookies lost his function. The COnstant searching of the Knights of the Rounded gave me pause seek becomes find King Arthurs COmputor did not have the same wireless button on mine. Smile you are on CharlaX Camera candid the price of life is death the death of GOD. GOing to a function and remembering his sacrifce will never save you but the realization given to you from the Holy Spirit to once and for all convince you that it is this Jesus Crucified in Jeruselum His Holy City and cast out to SHED his blood on the tTtree of Golgotha the Hill of the Skull it was a place of Death is where this new eternal life comes from. Drinking wine in small amounts and breaking cracker crumbs will not save you but the shedding of the blood of JESUS when he did this was over Two Thousands Year ago this Christmas. Not the formal necktied meetings but the Beaten Dying Lord hangging dripping Blood the blood of Jesus. What he said was WHEN WHEN WHEN you are DOING THIS (meant breaking bread at the meetings and drinking the wine as the sacrificial remembrances) HE then said Remember ME ??? Meaning Jesus. www.shedbloodoncross.com on the older model Snail mail COmputors you wlll not be able to see this. You now need INtel. This may seem humorus to you even fruitless or breadless at least it is wineless but it may seem like sacrilegious but many people use this internet the web is huge and they also need to be saved by the shed BloodOfJesus.

Tuesday, January 19, 2010

SnowDay

SnowDay
poem
OUt of snow into the snow back and forth in snow day. I may I maight wish for snow to take a flight. o o o o o o o o snow flaske anagram ed of snow flakes editor went crazy when i typed anagramed and the oooooooo eight Os my bizarro effort to make snow flakes was at the least successful trace.The word is snow enow allow the plow to function I will eat at Joes. Snow poem yes its at least deep mabe deeper by then out of flakes into the feet . I missed the City Trolley FUnction Buss by only minutes I stepped into the twilight zone after dressing in the 60 degree house tent with candles blown and door open I was wet too wet in minutes whats the problem is snow.I got a ride by word of mouth at the gas stationed he was nice he said he wold dropp me at the intersection to the town and when he stopped I missed the door opener and he frowned but he finally found it after grabbing it in the wrong place hisselfen making me certain it was the newer style of truck cluck cluck open up the door chuck get back into the snow such is life in bizarro Colorado.I burned all night. Sleep missing. COld even when inn. Lucky may lucky might please help me make it threw one more lucky night. I am not gonna freeze not to death at least I like to sneeze all alone in the middle of my comfort zoned. I can go home alone come out in the mourning try to all over again try to make it my business to live. I am eighteen I am fourteen I am Fifty Five. I like to listen to a Musick Video without seeing just what they look like it brings into play my reel memory. AHHA hehe look at me I am showing out.Why did they call it that? It must have been on a slow SnowDay.

Saturday, January 16, 2010

TheChineseSolution

TheChineseSolution
poem
ThisisCharlaXSceyeinsfiction
poem
WorstCaseScenerio
TheEndOfThisWorldJOE
We the Chinese Red Army have created the largest Society in the world. A fascist regime rivalling Nazi Germany. Our Red Army makes the old SS look a small joke seeming JOE. Our populace however suffering. We want to end the world we have the technology we have two Megatron Bombs we are making your smaller Atomics lloking like kindeling JOE. (Radio)r(over)r we are at 40,000 feet and climbing in a Fjj360CloakingJet and the Sjj360CloakingJet we nammed them that because of your Star Trek programs JOE. The Fjj designation is First jet the 360 innummeration a full throtle looping ability to preform a negative loop to fire fourteen missles seven on each wing with the One Megatron Bomb on the center of the tail spin. MGB releasing only on the commanding of Chinese Emporer litlegod. We only made two of these jets JOE. The Fjj360 and the Sjj360 the S stands for Second jet JOE. The first jet is targetting the south pole the ssecond jet is targeting the north pole. Even your SuperMan can not stop both of them in time. (radio)r(squack)r JOE the second jet the Sjj360 is bieng shott down by the SAC American Jet butt the Fjj360 is still clear. The detonation of teh Megatron will split this Earth World into Two Parts Two Pieces JOE. Just like Science Fiction movie. (radio)r waiting for commanding of litlegod flying and refueling (squack)r Sjj360 looped and gunned down Three Sac Jets but missed the fourth one JOE was destroyed over your North Pole. Fjj360 (radio)r no enemy planes sighted ALL CLEAR sounded holding patteran waiting for commanding of litlegod. Sigh Oh Narrow, JOE, GoodBye, Joe AmeriKa. TheChineseSolution CharlaXSighinsfiction. WorstCaseScenerio Dedication now JOE is too TIM BUCK mye Facebook friend who liked my CityOnMars prose poem so much. Bomb Away. TheEndOfThisWorldJOE. Sayonara. Tim Buck on facebook
Well.......this is quite interesting. Has a real gusto to it.

But......let's think through this scenario a moment.

First, nothing on Earth is as bad as the Nazis. Even regimes like Stalin's that were numerically more murderous were not as exotically evil as the SS. The Nazis stand alone.... See More

Second, the Chinese, though maybe hard for us to understand, do not have insectoid brains. They would not blow the Earth in two -- a suicidal gusto taken to absurd lengths.

Finally, they don't need no steenking bombs. They are already well on their way to world domination through capital reserve, technological acumen, and command entrepreneurship.

If you want to wax poetic on a real Earth-smashing Demon, take a long look at global corporatism, with its black heart beating inside Wall Street.

Having said all this, I do love the early Cold War-era paranoia of this piece. Almost like a reverse-mirror image of Slim Pickens enthusiastically riding that A-bomb down to smitheration.

Tuesday, January 12, 2010

NeverSeed

NeverSeed
poem
poem
Sound off
I never seen an apple seed! Could be a lie iff taken as a statesmeant meant to mean just what it says to eye. I never seen an apple seed? As iff the apple was walking round planting seed? Oh! I never seen an apple seed! Never seen the inside of the apple cored or halved with seed of plenty? Wait! of course eye did. Trees within itself at least most apples seen have six or seven seed. Trees pop up when apple walks round! AGround but NeverSeed the seed makes trees not apples neverseed. Sound off. Music shared a song is performed it is recorded played replayed accorded instruments. It is the broadband song it is mine by default. It becomes our song by living it; sharing the broadband song; Sound off. The distant thunder: the muffled shout. Becomes the bass and treble pipsicotto even out. A taller person a shorter one will equal out both laying down together man and wife. NeverSeed Sound off.

NeverSeed

NeverSeed
poem
poem
Sound off
I never seen an apple seed! Could be a lie iff taken as a statesmeant meant to mean just what it says to eye. I never seen an apple seed? As iff the apple was walking round planting seed? Oh! I never seen an apple seed! Never seen the inside of the apple cored or halved with seed of plenty? Wait! of course eye did. Trees within itself at least most apples seen have six or seven seed. Trees pop up when apple walks round! AGround but NeverSeed the seed makes trees not apples neverseed. Sound off. Music shared a song is performed it is recorded played replayed accorded instruments. It is the broadband song it is mine by default. It becomes our song by living it; sharing the broadband song; Sound off. The distant thunder: the muffled shout. Becomes the bass and treble pipsicotto even out. A taller person a shorter one will equal out both laying down together man and wife. NeverSeed Sound off.

Tuesday, January 5, 2010

likeability

likeability
poem
poem
like ability two normal words but you have just crossed over into the charlax zoned. There are rules in English Grammer iff followed and applied to Prose would severely limit likeability. A rose rhymes with any old ose. They told me to add a hyphen to like-ability. Butt, I can never find it on the Keyboard in time to add it to the texture. Besides how would this look likehyphenability non non non. A rose in prose is close to generous is close to grandious but usually falls short of delicious and is not edible. What excites mye poem and mye poetry is this likeability. I like to write prose. I like to make up true stories for mye friends. I found a ziplocked bag of Christmas cokkies. The icing looks like creatures dancing in the Snow. OH. I just ate a Raindeer. ROadkill is legal tender in Colorado. Butt, CharlaX choses to pass it on to pass it bye let someone else have those ELK stakes. I just cooked a burger Patty )wink) in the bean can over a candle flame, please dont laught it was a much more normal portion, Whay I would never cook a Whole Raindeer in this Manor. A rose bye any othere namme twold smell as sweet as any other flower. Wait, oh sorry. It was supposed to rhyme with likeability. This has been a true story Prose made up entirely with likeability and finally rhyming with a rose.