Bottom Feeding Scum..

Beauty in this world.. counted pretty roses.. something held, compelled to greed called need..

Mr. Greed discovers a counterfeit bill.. he has sworn to look for the printer of this bill to the 'ends of the earth'. Course he just wants to print some money of 'his own'..he needs personalized cash.. to match his personality.. counterfeit..

theft that closes..homes so held.. they fool lenders fool the courts.. trick bags all around.. banks trashed bad loans.. grabbed by greed.. that should be in the ground..

World we live in lovely known.. something to propose.. why not take these crooks and hang them by the nose?.. higher than their interest rates.. higher than their greed.. higher than they get when doing crack.. feeling speed..

Maybe they can see their resemblance to nose snot.. representing lies and greed ’cause that is what they got.. low they are.. depose homes.. drive a fancy car.. how I am.. way I feel.. wish things ‘down to it real’..

They sing.. ‘look at me.. look at me.. I got a brand new car..  look at me.. look at me.. for they dreamed feathers tar.. taking homes for money.. bribing peanut row.. these bottom feed.. should not breed.. exploiters got to go..

They hide behind graft that costs us.. loose loan state controls.. take family homes with a tear.. refugee their own.. where is their soul?..

Living in a world with roses.. purple of the plum.. Bankrupt out.. you bet.. no loss.. then prosecute the scum..

Now they have greed spread in snitch bags greedy him or her.. a sad piece of nothing.. deluded rabid cur.. taking as a robber.. gold won’t take their fear.. someone somewhere may just see.. they do not belong here..

Do you remember Savings and Loan California way.. elected that man president.. that’s all I have to say..

Hello.. it seems there is no escaping the surge of greedy.. lowlife people who have confused priorities and usually- bad livers.. I have not borrowed from anyone.. certainly have not had any ripoff credit cards.. for a long long time.. I wish you all luck with these mooks.. It is sad.. the constitution has a clause which says.. roughly.. no court can interfere in a civil contract.. at the time of the constitution it apparently did not occur to them to define an agreement.. or contract as ‘legal’..Peace Tony

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Enemies of Free Expression.. (internet filtering and prohibtion)

The following was copied and pasted from Wikipedia.  They have a great deal of reasearch on

Down, clean full of lovin' memories.. it is 'virtually flawless'..

‘enemies of the internet’  a site which I found, at Wikipedia, most enlightening.  Know the enemy.. teach them how expression is more important to survival in good sense and privacy.. than their greed.. 

A friend who was born in Mexico recently lost his mother.  He went to the Central Republic to say his goodbyes.  He will never go back.. he witnessed people being robbed and murdered on the highway.. busses being stopped and everything of value pirated.. this will never be the way.. I feel alienation of our closest neighbors has to be part.. possibly most at fault.  We now have hostility just below our Southern borders that may take a long, long time to heal..  

Warmongering, greed, denial or human rights and a lack of humble respect for living things and the gift of life are most horrible.  What it costs for one day of war could vaccinate, educate and feed how many?.. 

I think the internet is wonderful for the computer which never fails to amaze me as a tool.. these folks want it too..  no one should be silenced by the fear of others.. it does not work.. it causes violent reaction and war.. this is proven in recent modern history.. indeed through all history.. censoring is the tool of those afraid to think or grow.. Peace Tony

In 2006, Reporters without Borders (Reporters sans frontières, RSF), a Paris-based international non-governmental organization that advocates freedom of the press, started publishing a list of “Enemies of the Internet”.[8] The organization classifies a country as an enemy of the internet because “all of these countries mark themselves out not just for their capacity to censor news and information online but also for their almost systematic repression of Internet users.”[9] In 2007 a second list of countries “Under Surveillance” (originally “Under Watch”) was added. Both lists are updated annually.[10]

Enemies of the Internet:[2]

 

Countries Under Surveillance:[2]

 

 

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././

Sparkle..

Soothsayer spoke of sparkle layer, ‘how they seek’..glitter raindrops fall..each one shines

This is just unbelievable..they come here to get drunk and make a mess..humans..so much potential..

unique..ducet value gemstone..folks now lab create..all save Garnet last I heard..those with no food lose weight

Thousand years uncounted tears folks were country few..when met in respect someone may share some time with you..now more folks each second..how long until times ten..population thick cannot think..create or blend..

This is one of many things we can help through time..beauty, peace or ‘war must cease’ I share with you in rhyme..everyone has something they are born to do..work to create perfectly critic of work is you..

What you do is in there..I cannot wait to see..souls emerge elightened surge..as each comes to be..

We have a world planned well by someone past infinity..passed along a world, home for you and me..everyone has a goal, a no judge friend to see..what you made laid down in life..said proudly ‘this is me’!

Buying gas vampire masks or staples at the store..It crossed my mind nothing ever gets fixed in a war..prices justified in violence economy plan..times amounts to murder robbery of fellow-man..

Today another day of life..no smoke across the sun..Fifty more years will folks look back to thank us each one?..or will they see wake of torpedo..world living it brings..with one place to go..behind deceit..no songs to sing..

as living love moves to Spring.

I look forward to the day when even the word ‘war’ is esoteric to unknown..extinct as the Edsel..yep..just another Olds suckin’ a lemon..Peace T@cftd

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Fruit edit..

Chief Pineapple and entourage from the West40patch ques up for dinner..

Travel love to share see and understand..travel  to learn in esoteric lands..places where folks walk springs upon their knees..place all women some are men..love money there to please..

each place with a story..some flag to recruit..yesterday I traveled land called ‘Edible Fruit’..

Walked into their land..met a cornstalk gold green morn..working on his PhD about how fish are born..conversed with a tomato who showed where..Sloberry neighborhood was..six blocks past Land of Pear..

questioned my own sanity..then I asked a muse..who was a banana complaining of a bruise..is sky always color or does it change..banana said..’some sunny some wet sky then dark..color strange is prize when lucky fruit hits the mark..set in number by some fumbler power in his mits..corrupt peach extends his reach gets fed to pigs with grits..

This brought many questions..known a pig or two..know it eats all kind of fruit..eats garbage will eat you..Banana emissary for purpose of this poem..showed courtesy pass from pigs wherever Fruit may roam..

Spent hours meeting lemons..volunteers from lime..with my gin and tonic..helped to pass the time..then came the main course ‘best place to eat in town’..said by necessary prune to control sugar stalk clowns..

In this peaceful land of love they brought us the main course..a human couple lifelike served on edible horse..cherry children got to laughing..apples  to the core..said ‘never saw a foreigner dumbfounded before..course he is but human..wearing ties and pants..in jest the ‘top banana’ said ‘send him to the ants’..’human food may be the key’..all fruits split a gut..laughing at discomfort control..me?..I just hauled butt..left with some knowledge..running in my boots..do not want to be food for some crazy violent fruit..

Learned a little something about strong and meek..Example research cannibals you may be what they seek..when traveling no matter mode..even just your feet..one thing you should learn before you go..is what they eat..:-)

I do not want to postulate what desert may have been..Peace T@cftd

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Ides of March..(paste from Wikipedia)

‘Beware the Ides of March’ is something heard, tongue in cheek or seriously since Shakespeare’s play ‘Julius Ceaser’..Peace Tony  p.s. available translations at Wikipedia Site.

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This article is about the day in the Roman calendar. For other events that occurred on 15 March, see March 15. For the 2011 film directed by George Clooney, see The Ides of March (film). For other uses, see Ides of March (disambiguation).
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The Ides of March (Latin: Idus Martii or Idus Martiae) is the name of the 15th day of March in the Roman calendar.

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[edit] Etymology

The word Ides comes from the Latin word “Idus” and means “half division” especially in relation to a month. It is a word that was used widely in the Roman calendar indicating the approximate day that was the middle of the month. The term ides was used for the 15th day of the months of March, May, July, and October, and the 13th day of the other months.[1] The Ides of March was a festive day dedicated to the god Mars and a military parade was usually held.

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In modern times, the term Ides of March is best known as the date on which Julius Caesar was killed in 44 B.C. Caesar was stabbed (23 times) to death in the Roman Senate by a group of conspirators led by Marcus Junius Brutus and Gaius Cassius Longinus. The group included 60 other co-conspirators according to Plutarch.[2]

According to Plutarch, a seer had foreseen that Caesar would be harmed not later than the Ides of March and on his way to the Theatre of Pompey (where he would be assassinated), Caesar met that seer and joked, “The ides of March have come”, meaning to say that the prophecy had not been fulfilled, to which the seer replied “Ay, Caesar; but not gone.”[3] This meeting is famously dramatized in William Shakespeare‘s play Julius Caesar, when Caesar is warned by the soothsayer to “beware the Ides of March.”[4][5]

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  1. ^Merriam-Webster Dictionary, ides
  2. ^ Plutarch, Parallel Lives, Caesar 63
  3. ^ Plutarch, Parallel Lives, Caesar 63
  4. ^ “William Shakespeare, Julius Caesar, Act 1, Scene II”. The Literature Network. Jalic, Inc. 2010. http://www.online-literature.com/shakespeare/julius_caesar/3/. Retrieved 15 March 2010. 
  5. ^ “William Shakespeare, Julius Caesar, Act 3, Scene I”. The Literature Network. Jalic, Inc. 2010. http://www.online-literature.com/shakespeare/julius_caesar/9/. Retrieved 15 March 2010. 

 

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Recess at the grade school..

 

I would prefer her dressed as other flowers of her homeland

Another informative piece of politics, which for some reason is considered newsworthy, as lives are threatened in ‘a maybe retaliation’ by a posturing government, for an imagined future threat.  It appears to this writer they (N. Korea) do this, at the U.N.,  in hopes of embarrassing the U.S., while there are so many living, worldwide, in urgent need. 

SEOUL, South Korea (AP) — North Korean leader Kim Jong Un threatened to launch a powerful retaliatory strike against South Korea if provoked, state media said Sunday, a day before the start of annual South Korean-U.S. military drills that Pyongyang calls an invasion rehearsal.

You commanders of armies, with your wonderful technologies, please find an uninhabited desert to play your games on..Peace T@cftd

Gift from A friend

The Grove at my daybreak..(pic inet)

Down dirt road fork right straight to gated white fence..where Spooks Canyon entrances the Grove..go left until trees tunnel as centuries before..there were walkers, riders some who drove..flew on crawled the dirt floor..once past  cherrywood post door..

You cannot make this trip with me..or vision what my eyes did see..see for yourself be it squirrel or ghost..sun dips behind frosty hill..cannot change bore or thrill..what happens whan travelers pass the post..

I walked the Grove many times..heard and saw..wrote story rhymes..last trip grove offered me a sight..walking road straight at me toward a sun I could not see a stranger with his back to the night..

I hailed and hollored..’what your dream?’  he returned with ‘what it seems’..then turned looked back grin to share his jest..then said..’though we see different things..different songs, some we must sing..my brother all of us head West’..

We share home and direction with other living..I find this good reason..for Peace T@cftd

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Teach me..

Simple things nature sings love way of old friends..some fast move fakin’ cooked their

Such a beauty does not bring me war..yet war is oft excused in passionate love..a 'noble excuse' or 1000 such do not match one good reason..

bacon..some lived to the end..’end of what?’ she asked what masked I wonder in my heart..she does not care for me or care to know..why even start?..

conflict conflict is she sick or is it you?..funny world for this girl when conflict brings the due..looked up from my feet girl across the street made senses  stir..this prospect wed  no words said..just essence of her..feel hours, maybe days in silence we could feel..rock solid lightning love..in silence..sensed with her for real..

Politicin called butt lickin’ in some parts I hear..seems the gang, whole damn shebang is laid on us in fear..failstitution no solution dipped sipped from the past..like milk that stays about too long..good time can sour fast..

The desert burns I take a turn learn share my water well..ocean deep never sleep to die in rapture hell..one will watch..while sleep rests the other..

I will protect you as you sleep..my sister and my brother..

As the words..’if only it was that easy’..fall soundlessly..for it is.. being a creation of mankind..Peace T@cftd

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