The constant INcrease cry crisis crater creature of doubt oohhhhh over fake-or-not-fake, real-or-not!?

The dire dilemna dirt drop dope The unCERTAINty of kNOWing not To want to, or not, be knotted BALLed UP, thrown as waste into TRASH can like so much black and BRown trash because only white Trash will do exactly as rich White trash want done, this is Where white supremacy wants to Be to control the narrative to Write make them right, us wrong! This will come to pass 4CERTAIN If we don't notice,react,stop it!

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Self should not be about loathing or hate, it should not be either about destruction, pity, fear, or promotion , lording over other selves other tan ourselves! It should not be also about selling fish, unless we all “ go fish ‘ and come up with better cards to help both ourselves and others!

Self- appreciation, compassion, understanding To stand together and gain an upper hand at Doing that which is not only best for our self ut best for his self, her self, theirvself, Other self, them self, besides just our self Accumulating continuous acts of many of our self Thar add up to had or us all, providing for all n That self is worth living for, thanking, nourish ing the community we foster, believe , live in yes!

Do not be swept under by other self! Be our self always, in all wYs, be Self reliant, self entertained, main tained, self taught, self-grus, leRn From that, those ' other ' selfs, glee n glean gleam scream, dream, cream! Never let ours or other selves derail Us, them, you, we, I, they, him, her His ber , theirs, those, these, please BE! The self as and when and before when born!

Kick and bust both ass and balls Listen to that kitty, pussy, no whoosy Mother, sister, aunt, neicw reason! Vrow together each self to selves true

I garden constantly these days, more than anything else, it is my current art form, expression, impression, a Big NO to any depression, a Big NIX to baby bad , small ‘ t ‘ trump!

i question always , in all ways y actions, doings, states of be in out g gee , where, what, why am I now, when will I ever know!? at the moment it all seems so im port ant , and I should take my lead from an ant that fills a purpose constantly, on the move step outside, step away, turn off the news the medua, the lies the spoon feeding, the insistent yes dumbing me down so i question yes both my quest and my worth, and whether doing anything but what is implied that has value and worth doing as i am fed constantly by others that want me as their yes slave, to behave as they suggest to get the message before they must get rough for my own good! NO I say! I will not sway your way I will instead garden, make art, be a good husband , father, part of our community and NOT do others as I would not want to be done onto, with love, empathy & a sense of right and wrong strong!

Yes it’s real, real present, I am a present, both to myself and perhaps you!? I live openly in this very instant availing myself, my services, my being, my form, stature, self, on condition numbed, champagne does that, blurs the process, mellows the obstacles and threats and fears and opens sooooooo wide those amorous necessary desires to be held, hugged , hello’ed, howdy’ed, how are you !?!? Ready for naked nods and holding hands!

My de-fence, where is it now!?! who's There? Here? Howdy do stranger, we on The same wave , wave, crave, mave, pave To me your self of shelf, how long has it Been!? Do you even know anymore how to Inter-enter-center me in quest yours wirh- Out in question qbuerie, quaint, quiet, Queer, quack, quick, no more in state of Champagne haze able to be a blaze not laze, Lay lady lay, lat Mr lay, right here be4 Me if you will, if you are instructed , if The meny many womeny womany barbed wire Attire fire fiest dire late night crier Camm , summon, and I will arrive, build If we tell ourselves, semblace fake empire!

Part Two hundreds of years later ; we are now fighting the un-civil war as we no longer know how, or really give a crap about, being civil to one another in this struggle of steal mindset , opinions, feelings, wants and desires and more - having been steadily, persistently, insidiously spoonfed and dumbed down to the point where we are barely able to think and act for ourselves, and scarcely remember when the last time we once did, preferring now to let these zillions of Big screens do it for us, because, really, why bother!?!?

Has it really all now cum come 2 this!? Cum-play-'n-see , cum place our cum in Whomever whenever whichever, forever In pleadure, sport, whim, fancy, mal- Lice ,anger, revenge - just because NOW trump says in his actions we can! Damned be the world and anyone says Otherwise as we are Jesus, God, Save Saviors savers servers of the world! Just because we agree with him ad he Has re-established the unnatural white We are better , more worthy, extra so Very special and chosen unnaturally By ourselves in our sick minds to do So until nuclears blow us all up in Quick deadly, the end so sure, soon. As decidedly we have led us yes to This with having brazenly given up For instant pleasures of flesh now! We have all cum, succummed to this! Time to face to penis our cummUPnUS! Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha! Got you! Wake up before it's too late! Time to trump that basta-turd!

Micro macro cry crow say foul, scope scoop me up - out - about! Wave me micro-macro , heat, beat, bleed me to silent be! Try your dam est, look out when I fly off that slide sample you took take of me - I will not be contained contaminated illuminated!

I must escape to my awareness kf Of life simple so it may seem at Times, various chimes, the wind Will make us all sing, the sun so Opens our eyes and sounds soar up Into our ears and our souls on soles Our very own to march us through, too!