Gas king Brown

Gather round for six pence you can see King Flatulence..walking in his gold among the green..ass

A copied likeness of the founding Flatulents..it has no truth in this or any context..for farts are sacred and private..most hope anyway..

on leather was his way..farted always night and day..he set stages for upcoming scenes..here a world of green, gold sun..sky of different blues..will turn brown in future news..surely good outweighs the bad..results sensed when encountered..is all living things had..

Now industrial revolved brought us stories new..until TV based on true became no work ‘how to’..sensers for each type of known world to pollute..views with news private of rich and destitute..record upon record..proof said unabridged..sworn by Governor aide..goes by name of ‘Midge’

Why not the president?..asked unknowing fools..descended to the present crown.,King Flatulence still rules..still wearing gold and jewels..while paying designers to design tools that make fear..let it be known..down to the bone..

King Flatulence farts here..

It is a very grey day here..I commented on it..CC remarked how everything was closed..I remarked it was grey outside..the conclusion was..if God makes a grey day I should shine my light..Peace T@cftd

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Same inside..

You see my war rags..alley box my home..things living and dead took my man..cannot find mykids..my hungry stomach moans..I got heart for doing what I can..

Payment two days late on two-year old car..stress is running rampant..man, he is so far..wars can get expensive..war upon the land..I got heart for doing what I can..

Morrey is waking..I am oldest one..we must find some food and hide before the rising sun..lot of kids here make it..wars a stupid game..hope I live long enough to find out my country named..

All around our homeworld..every heart and mind..knows cruel relative to fool..a conscience will find..baby to an oldster..every felt not said..may peace find this world..in every heart and head..

Senses reeling nothing feeling..emptiness shall bore..

It is a lazy..Spring Fever kind of day..but my love and quest for peace does not elude me..Peace T@cftd©.AC.30.1.12.arr././

Duck pond Steady..

Life earthbound deluxe pointing starward light..direction time your soul will rhyme your day unto

Judging a book by it's cover may do you out of good reading. Here is a young philosopher who cannot be heard because he appears a little different...

your night..what you see, sense learn will be one who you become..soul to fate dice roll create makes  where you come from..

Are you walking desert sands horizon mountains view..sailing oceans calm in peace..sextant, compass true..snug at home with your woman..tucking in a child..standing guard in angry lands..delusion to beguile..redundant war no style..

Walking beach amusement park..Mission to Coney..barkers..will you shill to win..beat money sucker phonies..is your office in skyscraper tallest of the tall..running isolated nudist beach..nature will call..nature true befalls..

Where you go..what you do..what you seek to share..what you learn..where you turn..every chance you care..mirror to remind you..what your face will say..does it take your soul unto your face..in every day?..

Environment money spent..retirement..what time..matters in our homeworld..yours my friend and mine..help each with needs in life..football, ten speed..crutch..your life to live in what you feel..in what you love so much..

I pray each reflection shows each image reflected in approval by your inner soul..in Peace T@cftd

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Elite town Torn..

Sorry soldiers full retreat no battle fought no defeat..Memory moment golden horn..hometown bound

Extending the lunacy for another century or so. I believe every act to be eternal energy that has but one time on earth..for each of us.

where each was born..bodies carried each a dream..forget war..the no redeem..run to death..end it or fall.. will get home if I must crawl..one adventure for the King..General stars flags for the zing..burned a village..home of dreams..going home..can’t stop the screams..

Men who led us home from harm..smiled, waved held up their arms..almost home..get there  today..column comes from other way..had no flag..leaders, guns..just soldiers..sore feet, the runs..one soldier with bloody feet..wept..then he would repeat..’cannot stop these nightmare dreams..going home can’t stop the screams..

One thing spared from that day..we all go home..just different ways..

My heart and mind pray all living be spared the insanity of war ..Peace T@cftd

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Manifesto Max

Que hora? Que hora son?

He had a Manifesto stapled to his Chesto came directly from Same Avenue..where all folks with gusto absolutely musto live and die so the state accrues..during war of freezing when all folks were sneezing little bits of uranium,,used to advertise a mental fertilize believed by folks like gulls eat chum..

There were the Jesters Che the Dr. Bester from Cuba there was ‘Cigar Joe’ they say Batista sold out for two pizzas then renamed the new leader Castero..Castero was jolly bullets little follies hanging those wh0 cursed him with barbed wire.. he had manifesto stapled to his chesto seems Stalin and this guy lacked Marx’s fire..

That dear friends is the cartoon like politics we have all come to know and love.  This ‘snippet’ by the way has no basis in fact..it is completely false and never could have happened..two pizzas..more like six..Peace T@cftd

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Never 4 yesterday..

World King Bone upon his throne declared ‘my out feels in’   Stood alone the looking glass said this

Da da do da de dit dit dit..scoobidy scoobidy doo dah love..

speech would win!..votes from counsel wise men..jesters in clown ruse..every advice..harsh or nice to render Bone’s escuse..cannot look like use..no judge seen to recuse..

Paced the antechamber fingers to his chin..his extortion every portion keep their minds aspin..love a thief..worship the chief..they sing, make merry drink..boredom takes us into to war..they cannot see the link..

all the country folk slumbered..even walking home..working for the cobbler..cobbler on his own..each living has light inside..watching from on high..I hope every true in life comes..so each soul can fly..

On South side of the forest a man fed his stock..his trust was in heart and mind..not in any lock..he knew a lie..did not cry..his word would hold as true..nothing sum of a lie..leaves nothing there to do..:-)

It is wonderful when folks are free to love..perform,.express..without kibitzers..Peace t@cftd

©.AC.28.3.12.arr./.

Whitesands Home

Kwaj atoll whitesands gave silent stories there..soul reveal each story feel..flowing life

Inside the grain nature rules..not hatred..war or jealous fools..need not greed controls the land..together in love nature stands..

shared..to listen in silent nectar drink every word..touch real most never feel..felt silence is not heard..

Sit place to befit a king..first act drama scene..naked save colors mood with beat a tune serene..scene changes with each breath..smell of love muskscent..

love.. no life or death..seconds- lifetimes spent..

Then another..love another..was this land lovefeel?..offered every good tingle spine to sex appeal..taste pastel..music notes smell lovely in the air..heard in taste..ice cream paste flow washes away fear..

Tears only joyful love passion met in fate..full rich laughter comes..you turn, await..Irish Setter melts to Kathy hair black..blue her stare..reflect light brilliant spectrum mellow Kathy always shares..

Paper thin waves lap easy brought me their sound..thanking island..ocean all cast who walk Kwaj whitesands..magic sack I will take back love to heal all pain..in my little home..love for our home sand grain..

Woman turned we again were one in Whitesand Grain..her eyes asked did magic give..said ‘it is most insane’..

‘Not to fear dear as you said love bridges our way..when I gave last magic sane..you with me wrote the play’..

To make a dreamworld one must be persistent and directed..never losing their love in purpose..rather make their purpose love..Peace T@cftd

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Windstrong..

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November 1962 in my Air Force Days..had a visit from a lady..one who never plays..typhoon Karen came vector was crosshair..Guam was hit..nature had the helm was nothing for it..storm blew left nothing there..had share of disasters..seems most every day..some real as a hellish storm..some to laugh and say..

once when Alaska quake shake shelves up to earth dry..we scrambled planes went insane..for a wave six inches high..could not calibrate how high..did not know the need..all they knew about this tidal wave was same as sound in speed..

Quiet of the eye..then the storm was gone..million pictures taken airborn show of ‘hell and gone’..two weeks no running water..three before the lights..came to show us damage even in the night..typhoons have no feeling..typhoon has no heart..feeling tells you what you need right from the very start..documented well..Japs came out of caves..fighting forty year old wars..with nothing left to save..

something line of duty..nothing for a war..flew home for leave..flew Olive X4.  Olive, after Karen and other tracked known scares..had an eye so tight we could not turn in there..cannot ever pass to you the force and power felt..when a typhoon comes to town..dive in a cave or melt..death in true power felt..

In the summer of 1963 I went home to Poway California for leave.  I caught a hop in a WB-50.  This was a B-29 bomber..no armament.  Where the 50 cal. guns were on the side of the war version..there were plexiglass observation bubbles with ‘dropson’ equiptment..sonar sensors on a cable..put into the storm for data..behind that was communications..where I, as radio op sat.  The primary r/o was part of the crew.  We, on the way home, penetrated Olive.  The standard procedure was to take this aircraft, which also had body armor, larger engines and turbos to handle penetrations..to penetrate at 110..(11000 ft)..until we hit the center of the eye..do a u turn and go out the same way..(approx. )  when the pilot attempted to turn we had barely begun and a shiver ran through the plane..we had to fly all the way through..then back again..an experience that knew no fear for I truly was in the hands of something beyond any control. 

Being who I am I will take this moment to express, yet again and forever, we can prevent war.  We can stop war.  We should erase the creation war.

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Junior Dreams

Junior lay looked at fine pine beam in his home of wood..he and dad with what they had built it as

One beauty portrayed..let that love beauty set example..feel it..

it stood..dreams of country living..made real in the Pines..every girl from every world Junior dreamed..’she’s mine’..through the years of adolescent horny seconds ticked..in his dreams day and night he lusted, loved and licked..waiting for the next woman..eager moans and screams..as with most young his female host sung just in   dreams..

Time is passing..knowledge pits..beauty face, cool where she sits..only constant  dreamed to best love quenches every thirst..you think to dreamlove in this universe..

Grand she stands in dream land..example for the queen..peace an olive branch held a dove air crisp, drink clean..sky blue or just choice of color..descends each glass stair..flashes of soft color gentle..love is everywhere..love the all to share..stars come near say..you hear what you want to know..about years when Ostrich tears was money in flow..rainbow flash in lightning, thunder soft to play..melody of love for all..

No  more to sing or say…

Peace t@cftd

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Learn…feel..

WAR again again through what seems forever time..create robotic goosestepper in mime..dances

'I awake each hundred years to find love to arrange..take a pill go back to sleep..nothing human changed..:-)..(Pic Inet/book cover)

exploit game for soldiers reasons given told..how could anything that breathes be so bloody bold?..Countries pumping redundant oil into living things..learned to know harm burnt carbon in our air would bring..lesson after lesson dumped for cash each one..we could fire to desire power from the sun..have to think greed lazy robbers considered as cause..howling little minds war when they find no Santa Claus..affects young..corrupts good work done in many a past day..do not fall to ‘race’ born lies believe in what YOU say..not as a black man, white, yellow or red..not for some old bigotry that some greed monster said..not for bloody combat leaving war broken and smoke..not for hundred year old benefactors dead young of a stroke..not for the brave fireman, paperboy , your home..it is you..your smile for any while.,places you roam..not for the veteran who became a cop..who listens glistens in the locker room and cannot stop..there excuses split from reason..crazy from the sane..the lies cries that cause despise in species is glass rain..Somalia when one lives there..cannot be much fun..been a home for every dog of war since ’91.  Not those who found employ by those with money made..failures looking for a place to steal, rob and degrade..please look to your hearts my brothers, sisters in your need..example good cannot be found in past based just on greed..how to find a compass..feel it to the bone..watch a true film of town sacked feel that town as your own..

Hello..no matter who you are..please look for reason..what you know..not the lies created in greed, hatred and past usury..natures rain washes it clean..let it be so in your world..your only life..what you do..stay from the world of extort, pay or have it taken..go to the world of caring love..killers should never set example..Peace T@cftd

©.AC.26.3.12.arr././