Sunday, November 5, 2017
You are the miracle !
You are one in a hundred million, a miracle.
There was a race to see who would get to the egg first.
100 Million sperm raced upstream striving to be the first one there.
You were the winner, you are the miracle !
Saturday, November 4, 2017
Friday, November 3, 2017
Aggression in sex partner
I am like a bird
always flying around
and no bird
gets sex
if he does
not dance
What I am saying
is no self respecting
women is going
to give it away
there is a pursiut
that is a necessity
after that its mostly
failed pillow
talk
because the union
has no reason
Men are going to
hit on women
or there will
be no
children
Thursday, November 2, 2017
Wednesday, November 1, 2017
Tuesday, October 31, 2017
Monday, October 30, 2017
Sunday, October 29, 2017
Saturday, October 28, 2017
Murder of Crows
Eclipsing the sun with their sullen wing beat, flapping a storm.
Tar feathered and ominous like a worship of bishops,
as a murder of crows from the pale beyond.
as a murder of crows from the pale beyond.
Friday, October 27, 2017
Thursday, October 26, 2017
Tuesday, October 24, 2017
Monday, October 23, 2017
Sunday, October 22, 2017
Signs of and rumors of war
Trump authorizes the recall of a thousand retired pilots.
The unexpected decision by President Trump to amend an emergency Sept 11 order signed by George W Bush, allowing the Air Force to recall up to 1,000 retired air force pilots to address what the Pentagon has decribed as "an acute shortage of pilots" caught us by surprise. After all, this was the first time we have heard of this particular labor shortage - perhaps there was more to this executive order than meets the eye. Indeed, a just released report may help explain the reasoning behind this presidential decision.According to Defense One, the US Air Force is preparing to put nuclear-armed bombers back on 24-hour ready alert, a status not seen since the Cold War ended in 1991
"Flying Saucers For Real"
Labels:
acceptance,
aliens,
aviation,
disclosure,
history,
military,
truth
The United States of Oceania 2093
Marvin Milvane Trump |
Roughly the size of a pea, the brain of newly elected President of The United States of Oceania, Marvin Milvane Trump, rattled around his cranium finding no obstacles to hinder its path. Intellect? Zero. Integrity? Zero. Morality? Zero. Decency? Zero. Sincerity? Zero. Being the grandson of, er..., how shall I phrase this? 'legendary' Donald 'my anus is my positive feature' Trump had its ups and its downs, its positives and its negatives. One thing was for sure, Granddad would have been proud of his grandson. The apple hadn't fallen that far from the tree.
History recalled that winter, some seventy-five years ago when millions of inhabitants living south of Ciudad Juarez had flooded across the border just as millions of middle eastern Muslims had in concert with their South American fellows flooded across the border east of North Carolina. This sudden influx of humans set wheels in motion that not even Donald 'where's my rancid underpants' Trump's forefinger could forestall. World War Three ignited in wave after wave of missile attacks which calamitously ended in said gent losing his high rise wig and the world losing its last vestige of sanity.
Following the war, the world was divided into what has since been called 'Orwell's Orb.' The United States of Oceania, Eurasia, Eastasia and a lump of land the rest use's as a public convenience.
Marvin Milvane Trump's part in the New World was to bring greatness back to a nation that no longer existed. But at this moment in time, he couldn't find his Teddy Bear let alone Kansas.
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