Friday, March 25, 2011

First IMpressions (kill)

HI Heather
kill
kill
winter
for thirty five minutes eye seemed to be in the twilight zone doing five minutes worth of posting feeling oppressed of the devil hurting in trouble fighting for control my laptop over heating the industrial block is in FireFox now the window dropped down when eye tried to tweet the 666 in full control of eye sent the tweet to the government the whole thing seems to be the set up entrapment to the yuppies squares they will put them into the round holes eye feel like eye been wrestling with the devil he is winning on the question of Divinity why be divided on this question is this Devil or God there is no reason to be Atheist why go the negative when you could live forever. Do you see just why its good to just believe just Imagine this Mister Atheist suppose you were right eye will be there right beside you in your night forever asleep with you no more problems now. But just suppose we both get up Me yelling Jesus you crying NO this is not happening. Bound with ropes from Angels trembling hands then lowered into the Lake of Fire with Brimestone then. YOu not eye. Eye believed. Just in case it happens to be covered with his Blood. Eye place my Faith above your ignorance of God. See you there someday. lost in thought the ending of this poem is escaping me. why knot love is such the hard reality. kill

Saturday, March 12, 2011

yesterdeys news

ewe wrote this of eye.odt
summer
This is the last poem of eye.
The aged hippie will have his bride
but Eye will have my ewe-wife bird do
fly and cops decide who will sleep in
peace and who will move The TOOTH is in
decay and bayer can handle the pain
Mye Violet is the purple sun in me

I just realized your poems are like
ghazals, like love poems from the 14
century or something?
This must be she thinks this of eye ???
Mixing concrete forms do not make the heart of an Eye
Eye mix sand and gravel, men do not make the streets
Boss cracks the whip and me and the EWE are off for more concrete Love will cure the hardened mass of my heart, bad people try to kick my ass The heart of one who cares so far away will save the day while Jesus wills and cupcakes for desert Eye think of you in my bed of woe and bad people try
to make me move but above it all I will endure for my Pookie
(3hehhhhh
eye wrote three lines in this eye rhymes with eye.

Tuesday, March 8, 2011

BVlog

BVlog
lon chaney
OK this is not poem. This is not poem this is note file it under missing reports. Elen of Israel eye miss you eye still love you like the GF eye wish you could bee. The ewe still does not use my Gmail she tells me the provider will not open it now. NO its not the computor its the new Internet provider company they got the new antenna but the Gmail still wont work. Its frustrating to me now. The computor eye got Dell laptop is slowing the signal is not worse its even better since it is hacked but the intergnet itself is getting slower every Day. Here is the joke. The Webpage dialogue verbiage is up its running. Do you see it running. Hurry go run go catch it get after it now. LOZLXc this is Charlax the Norm signing off. The ewe is never here the GF is too busy now things is back to normal now.