Blind

Blind

June 8, 2015 at 6:03pm

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a charlax poetry poem Blind

Blind

Blind
iff eye say eye cannot see then eye am blind
and the world has no power to add blindness to my sight
and iff eye say eye have no sleep in sight
then eye must rest the best eye rest
iff eye say eye have no food then eye must be a fast asleep or
iff eye say eye have no clothes then eye am dressed asleep and blind or
who can say they cannot see and yet the watch is read in sight of me
and when this life is over can we go on seeing can we go on living sight is part of life and yet eye say that eye am blind and yet eye see the night and sleep and dress in poverty in riches and eat my share of plenty there
oh LORD please take me home to be there
when this life is over cast me not away to die
let me live this life of plenty while eye am still Blind
Blind
a charlax poetry poem

MuddyStickisGOD

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MuddyStickisGOD

 MuddyStickisGOD

A Religious Paroday

The Missionary was inclined he liked to make the buckets in a line the corners of the tents he tied in four pillars of hope the bugs stayed away from him in dark the village slept. He made a cross the first day he was in the square the Medicine man was making mud in the pitt he took the cross and covered it. The Medicine man said MuddyStickisGOD the Missionary nodded his head and called it Jesus. The whole village danced the dance of Jesus bowing back and forth like windded jugglers they praised this GOD this MuddyStickisGOD they called it Jesus just like the Missionary said it. The Reformer HeadMaster came to the village and was asked to sit and watch the dancers he sat there stoned and listened to them chantters as they called that Muddy Cross the Jesus they sang a song of muddy water calling on this MuddyStickisGOD they bowed before it the Missionary sat there smiling unaware of anything was wrong he liked it. The HeadMaster was the HeadMinister of his religion He asked the Missionary what the MuddyStickisGOD was supposed to represent now to this people to this tribe of Aborgines is the the way we want them to see Jesus? OH yes said this young Missionary they understood me from the very first day they putt the mudd upon the cross sticks very carefully they even called it Jesus dont you see this HeadMasterMinister? He only frowned the poor mans smile away. NO. We see a bunch of Pygmalion Aafricaans worshipping sticks with mudd caste upon them there is no evidence that this is our religion worship in this glen observed is decadent and vague not blessed. Cant you see this my poor Missionary man? He left in his Heliocoptor Car in a paroday of Jesus in the clouds he waved down at no one there all the villagers were still dancing down near the Muddy Cross the Missionary smiling back at them convinced that he and he alone had saved the souls of all them stoned Native dancers in the glen they kept saying Jesus over and over again but some were saying MuddyStickisGOD instead of Jesus. Then is when the real Jesus opened up the sky and stood there looking down at all the villagers dancing there and took only the Missionary with him up to the Heaven in the Sky the Missionary asked him what about them villagers. They will be along later they are saved never worry about that you did a great JOB my little Missionary man for Faith in me is the only thing that saves you. What about the HeadMinisterMaster Reformer in the heliocoptor? He will make it later too he needs more work he needs to take the place of you look down there in the glen he is dancing with the dancers now trying to understand them. And down there in the glen the Former Reformer HeadMasterMinister was dancing with the villagers saying Jesus and MuddyStickisGod and bowing down and chantting and then weaving and dancing like a windded juggler back and forth before this Muddy Cross and he sang a song of muddy water as he sang he sang a song of Jesus saying MuddyStickisGOD.

introspection

introspection

introspection

the fatt man hooked his sizable thumbs into his belt loops they would not fit into the belt or under the belt they are just two ham hocks he smiled the crooked smile they all wear them lopsided like its not really there it would not dare to seem a nice face to anyone so dumb and the side kick fellow was the same only worse they each faced me off and smiled right back at me like wolves intent on a delivery of food he can see into my draw string bag give us the peanut butter NO eye cried eye bought the jar at the PubliX store its for my lunch not to slop them hoggs and my wasp spray can was interesting to the men they wanted it to ruin it to spray the thing away I use it to spray the misquitoes away and its just a found thing no money is involved but its a real intent of mine to get inside and later to get out without losing any clout eye dont share my things like a boy in a playground and they are not really serious they are only making funn at me because it gives them some sort of UNholy pleasure to be mean with friends like these eye wont have many enemies smiling today at my introspection

Aware Off

Aware Off

September 19, 2014 at 1:07pm

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iif this is the way eye write when eye am damaged and hurt what might eye have been what might eye have become

Aware Off

Aware Off
do you strain your brain to try to see the infinite universe do you have a mental picture of all those points of light in the sky the stars spinning as suns with planets like our own why would a Living God make a Universe like this and only one Life Giving Planet Earth but you see it might be it might be it might be only we in this Universe a boy might try to pull a cloud full of rain down from the sky and squeeze it like a sponge to drink his fill me up inside but there is a reason this wont work he might get hurt the cloud is cold to his touch and full of hurt the electric light might touch his hand and short him out he might get hurt from ice in the cold touch of the cloud there is no life in the cloud is only fire and ice no water safe to drink the boy is just a boy and not a man to reach the cloud with hands so full of time a man would use the cloud to flush his head of signs and problems of the past just rinse the fate and step over to the cloud to ease the worth of all there is the grace of living after death the cloud is stuck in the sky and fixed to be there on high it will not do our bidding it will not be a used in the hand for fitting in the mouth of a boy or a man the hand will not move the cloud at all in a dream the cloud is mine to squeeze the cloud is mine in a day dream is it written that the SUN and the Earth is the only place in the Universe where life is allowed to dwell there is no need to visit other stars the rocks are only granted lights up end the sky no life is ever formed on heights but only misty ground is found the clay and then the sight of day the soul is hardly ever found the future of the world is hidden in the cloud
Aware Off

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MicroLard

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O christians

O christians O christians

November 14, 2013 at 1:17pm

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O christians everyOne

O christians
O christians
everyone
thanksgiving is approaching us now
O a symbOl Of Eternity
the circle unbrOken heavens family what Of lOve can a man lOve mOre than Only One but let me putt this O tO yOu anOther way
a part Of everything neither ying Or yang the mOvie seen the mOvie scene hOOded saints a wOrshipping a cave sexless beings wOmen mixed up with men but Only praying near a stone slab an alter representing gOd abOve tOO pOOr to light a candle nO incense nOr crOss hiding frOm those rOman sOldiers death is certain nOw fOr Jesus name is hated all Over rOme O what have we dOne to anger gOd he sent his sOn his death has frightened everyOne the ApOstles insisting that we are all saved and sO we stand here hidden frOm the daylight and we pray tO Jesus waiting fOr his returning tO this Earth where life is gOne
O christians everyone

Seven Horses of the Sun

Seven Horses of the Sun

Horses of Helios

Chapter One

`As the guard moved silently on the treads around the stalls of the Sun God eye went swiftly dragging my lame foot into the first chariot where the seven horses stood waiting for Helios

quickly eye took the reins and shouted in a fair imitation of his  voice at first nothing happened then the lead horse jumped upp and they all began to fly away those ample wings of gold seemed impossible to fly they sped upp into the Roman sky

we leveled off and flew the horses assumed eye was Helios and they followed his course around the sun as iff he was here but it was only me suddenly a panic below us  were the ships of Ra the EgYptian god was circling the  sky pretending to be Helios

would the horses obey me now

they responded only to the voice of Helios

eye could not fail eye had studied him completely day after day hidden outside the stalls listening to the inflection of the broken God

for he was the son of Zeus lame just like me his left side almost gone he held the reins of the lead horse only in his twisted left hand just as eye held them now

moving swiftly down eye called to the Horse in Greek  the others followed only him they sensed a  victory complete the egYptian  vessels dived to escape my wrath this erstwhile Roman intent on making the Sky only mine

Pharos and Ra would never rule the Roman Sky

Hera had sent me to stop them and stop them eye was just above the first ship of Ra it dove to escape the heat from the Golden wings of Helios

Pharos twisted out of sight thinking eye was Helios but only  Android eye called softly now to the Horse Pegasus and the other horses followed him as we began to rise in the Roman Sky

bring to mind your intelligence imagination now ewe should see the horses shining below and above the chariot makes Helios look like the orb of the Sun seen in every Nation in the daytime

10 am and all is as it should be