Citizens Against Technology Causing Harm
A place where ti'z can create or inspire and be who they are.
Rhymes
A Qu incidence
A qu incidence is twice three times at most, when you get to four and five, try not to boast.
Better to concentrate and be prepared; to pull your weight.
It will take all you got just to stay alive, I believe our souls survive.
It blows chunks now how we are treated. My sharpest mind is really needed.
I want my brain back and all original thoughts.
I take any power back; from all you dam bots.
I take back from you, any sequence or pattern or casual reaction.
I take back any idea or memory I’ve had. Simply because, I won’t break bad.
I take any power back, I ever gave you times two.
Times three than four and five.
If you made it this far, to the bazar- still alive.
Your stronger now than you ever knew you could be.
Someone knew, we would be.
Prayers guide your soul until you can be whole.
On earth, my feeling is this, we can’t, just pray and hope for the best.
Physically stand and say “I do not consent to this”! To this toucher nightmare.
Awareness needs to be half the population!
Half the humans on earth are on medication.
They need to wake, as of now most are fake.
Transhuman I hear- never going to wake.
Why can’t people understand their great grandchildren’s, lives, minds and very souls are at hand.
Ti’z might be the Qu incidence, scattered across the land.
Sprinkled like pepper around this earth.
I think we were born with worth.
And tools and skills to win this war.
Perhaps we never thought of that before.
Take your power back and use every skill in your possession.
All ti’z be your best selves. Always pay attention.
Maybe there are no Qu incidence’s and if that’s true.
It won't take one or two, it's going to take all of you.
Trust
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Today
Mixed feelings today.
Should I go or stay.
Should I let those back in my life?
Why put myself through that again.
When any day they will make it my fight and they will win.
I just want to begin again.
She apologized I recognize that, it was big of her, but we will never be as we were.
1/2021
Two thousand twenty-one cannot be undone it hasn’t happened yet, the future is still up to everyone. Despite the algorithms being ninety percent certain.
Probability every citizen is learning.
The new and the cool and the I’ve got to haves.
Will be Small agreements.
Owning our data.
Quality ideas that last and not from the past. The future is here and it could look bright. It doesn't matter who's right. A future where your thoughts can't be stolen. Your ideas are yours and thoughts your own.
Where everything is home grown.
Where we love one another.
Rely on the lord.
That is your sord.
Against those work monsters.
Sing songs that make you joyful, music that tickles your soul.
Boost yourself with the Lord's love who inspires us from above.
Lift yourself up ignore those monsters, show tact and grace right to their face.
Remember this is the side you have chosen your foundation is being shaken not broken.
Remain calm do yourself right.
We will overcome this fight.
Be ready for that obstacle, you are you.
You can do this, it's not impossible.
This I ask, guide me in this last task.
I'm not sure how to, so please show me what to do.
Or maybe that is the test? For me to do my best.
To create from within, according to where I been. What I have seen. What I have learned. When I got burned, when I had fun.
What you spend a ton of time on.
How you cope when you're broke.
After all anyone can be helpful when they are doing well.
So, stop and think outside this little box. Consider every angle and life's intriguing talks.
2/2021
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Lost my Key’s
O hell! O no! I can’t find my keys!
I have someplace to be, I have looked high and low, tossed everything about.
If they don’t turn up, I’m going to shout.
If I could just stop and think, when did I have them last?
What did I use them for?
Thoughts are just racing so fast.
The car? The door?
My keys! My keys! Shouting with a roar. Where are they at!
In the sofa?
I need to find them, stat!
No, focus.
None of that hocus pokes now, pay attention.
My large amount of effort and searching has gone unrewarded.
I have got to go, but my thoughts and memory are kind of distorted.
Did I mention where I did leave them? Where is my spare key?
Everyone is aware I have somewhere to be!
I have turned this whole house upside down, times three.
If I do not find them right now, I am going to have a heart attack!
I’m at my wits end, I can’t find my keys and I want them back.
I’ve got it, I know what happened
Someone has taken them, I’m sure.
That is the answer I know, what nerve.
My keys are just gone! What purpose does that serve?
Now I can’t get where I need to be, why does that thief, who took my keys have it out for me?
That’s it! I have had it; who does he think he is anyway?
I will find this rascal and tell him a thing or two.
About my stuff, what not to say,
What not to do.
I had something very important to do today!
This is his entire fault! The reason I’m not there, can’t make it.
That jerk, that scalawag. When I see him, I will punch him right in the...
O wait here are my keys in the door, I must have left them there when I came in before.
It was not that guy, not at all.
So I jump to conclusions…but that’s really rare.
Now I can make it today, Silly me my keys were in the door the whole time.
Perhaps on some level I knew it.
So why write this jumbled suck rhyme?
Just trying to get through it.
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The who of it.
All the new ti’z ask, who? Who? All the decade ti’z say I know who but why? Why? These days I say who cares? No one’s listening and it’s all a lie.
Every ti knows exactly how and who why and when. Most only want revenge. How do you say to a brand new ti, who’s family and friends have all come to an end?
Why.
How do you say welcome to this nightmare? Without sharing your own horror, telling them targeting is unbearable to bare.
How do you not through a fit and say somedays that’s it I quit!
In a rational manor or perhaps a banner.
I want to get rough sometimes. Or handle this in an unusually tough manor. After all this torcher is no joke. Doesn’t help were all broke.
Sometimes we get a win other time not. It’s high time ti’z had a plot of our own if we ever want to go home.
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End Game
Emotions and moods are subjective, however to every human effective. After all human behavior is a result of conditioning and reinforcement shaped by human experience and others endorsements. We become who we are based on our experience, may your soul always be true and mind free from interference. Influence mapping or the homeless that are tracked. What does a reasonable person think about that? The technology we are up against seems to big to combat. Governed by reference, called a forced wireless fence, you would think calls for some kind of impeachment.
I have seen ti’z waist their life saving trying to save themselves. They usually end up in their own private hells. I wish we could see how easy in can be. When you give and receive love, your protected from up above.
Maybe remember one thing.
You received what you bring.
Find your niche and what your good at, so we can combat. This nightmare has got to end someday before it does, we all need to say. I never opted into this! There are more of us than there are of you our suffering ends now. You will never target someone new. Volunteer in the ti community even if your moody. We are all going through this all night long, thinking we did something wrong. It’s time for us to have that big win.
To believe in ourselves, is no sin.
Find your self-esteem all of you. We have something important to do!
Make the time ti’z.
Don’t make me write another rhyme guys.
Our Data
Hashtag own your own data! As in all the data about you. Who you are and what you do. Cambridge Analytica has 5000 data points on every American. And I will say it again. When someone can predict what your going to do before you.
Well that my friends is the end.
What you like and what you don’t.
What your scared of and what you love. Choices you would make and decisions you won’t. The things that piss you off. Things that don’t. This thing or that. If your thin or if you have oily skin.
How tall you are and what you buy. If you are telling a lie. Unbelievable you think? Is it that far-fetched?
When everything is so high tech...social media alone and that we condone.
Fair
None of this is fair! Think about it, even without it.
I don’t have a need to solve it. I have no desire to prove it. I find no reason at all to talk or think about them, when will my life began? When street theater go on try to focus on what not’s wrong.
Pay attention to what’s right? What’s the distraction for? An opportunity missed? A friend from before? Don’t close the door to an advantage you might have missed. So unusual and ludicrous. Who would believe it. No one we know. Most only enjoy the show. What we don’t know. We choose to be here.
In this cluster fuck running amuck. Among one another it’s you and me brother. We are the people we are waiting for. Remember we knew each other from before.
What we do with this information is important.
Focus
YouTube videos now that’s really rare. Perhaps that’s why decades long ti’z- give new ti’z, that blank stare. A fond memory for them, or empathy is not full force. We all have triggers yet ti’z figure.
He’s a perp she’s a perp, because of a burb, slurp, sneeze. They wore a black shirt, drove a red car. Who cares? That only makes you sound bazar. Focus on what’s important. Iv seen friends spend their life savings trying to combat targeting. It’s not until there homeless themselves do they want to start barging. At that point no one cares, out come those blank stares. Were taught to believe homeless did something wrong, a drunk maybe lazy. Open your eyes ti’z! This is how most end up… and it finally phased me.
To avoid this fate. We need to stop the hate.
I don't trust presentable.
For real and authentic it's not attainable.
Not my earth, the earth of my birth.
Pluto was a planet damm it.
I've had it.
Proper and attainable has turned into uptight and unnatural.
Everyone around is so profound mad about the slightest sound.
Choose wisely where you focus your energy, that can be the key.
To this mess more or less.
Too Crazy
Wake up! Wake up! We are screaming out loud! How cannot even one person wake up in this crowd! I finally woke and life is all just a hoax. A made-up world so we could be sold. What is wrong with these folks?
Sold and bought is perhaps the plot. We seek advice from anyone that will listen. But we don’t dare trust and ironically that’s a must.
We do start bonds and relationships, so we can even cause a glitch,
In this matrix.
So we as ti’z should unite and fight, cuz someone touching your brain, just is not right.
Human’s that think this world functions normal, clearly cannot see or don’t care. the horrible. Why ti’z receive that blank stare, to get an understanding reaction is rare.
More than a plot. No matter how you look at it, being targeted is a lot. To much for one person alone. You need a team, wings, or perhaps a throne.
After all, until others see or are targeted themselves or care. It is so hard to get people aware. hard to get through it.
Ti’z please realize you can’t save yourself. A time will come when you no longer have health. Then friends from there, family to follow. Mostly because in my experience people are hollow. How can we get anyone in our lives to care about what is so unnatural and unfair?
Synthetic and transhumanism and when v2k is booming.
If you start to think irrationally.
Smoke some pot, have some tea and voice your love. To whomever your inspired by above.
Send good vibes and prayers to the mean ass stairs.
Guess just saying, rise above.
Try to spread love
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The Kids
We need to have a vibration conversation; about haw anyone can go on as if nothings wrong.
They go about there day and simply say
“That kid must have been crazy or unbalanced”.
Or perhaps that kid who heard voices, did not receive an allowance.
Really? That’s more than silly.
It starts at home, while feeling all alone.
Usually begins with someone else’s sin.
Then a lie to cover that person’s mess.
Do I really need to state the rest?
Our kids need balance, not an allowance.
Guide them by example in what you do, how you react.
How you combat.
Kids are kids.
Remember that fact.
So they can look forward, not back.
Compassion
Aristotle placed emphasis on experiment and observation.
Why our community struggles; with communication. No one stops and uses common sense- or thinks things through. Here’s what we do…
Myron May reached out and was turned away. I imagine he was having a real bad day. No one in his life believed Myron.
They accused him of lien. I think we don’t realize the damage you can do.
Calling someone a perp when you're new.
You must have quite the ego, if you believe you know.
I’m not a professional at this, don’t know who’s on this list.
I know some thing's.
When you're called a perp, it stings.
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This stupid list
How can we fix this?
That ti won’t speak out loud, they must be divided from the crowd!
Why are we doing this? We are all on this stupid list. Division defiantly won’t help. You need to know yourself.
You will know a lie because you feel it.
Then call them on it.
Say, I call bullshit.
10-2019
Lyrics
Take time in everything you do. Think complex mechanical tasks through and through. Shenanigans run wild over the brain driving you insane. Buried alive in a frequency fence. Remote controlled without knowing it; you choke from it. Buried alive negatively charged. Dirty electricity sucking our life force energy.
Fight through a weird experience, feel it so that crazy part of your mind doesn’t make an appearance.
Hard is truth, truth is hard. Do you still have free will? We are all on guard.
Telling their secrets makes their power erode, or so I was told.
Bold is us; us is now.
Movies are documentary’s and news is fiction. How can we get people around us to listen?
7-2019
It’s never black and white; day is still day night is still night.
The earth is flat the sky is to. Between the mandela effect and this weird speckled tan. I lost focus on my plan.
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Next time you pass by my house, I’d appreciate it.
Perp where are you going? Upstairs to take a bath. Perp stepped in the bathtub, slipped on a bar of soap. O my goodness bless my soul there go’s that perp down the hole! Down the drain he went, hard to believe his life was spent.
Following me and watching what I do. Never felt aloud to divide from the crowd.
Voyeurs are gross, that’s one kink I don’t get, I love living life, not watching it.
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2-2019
The who of it.
All the new ti’z ask, who? Who? All the decade ti’z say I know who but why? Why? These days I say who cares? No one’s listening and it’s all a lie.
Every ti knows exactly how and who why and when. Most only want revenge. How do you say to a brand new ti, who’s family and friends have all come to an end?
Why.
How do you say welcome to this nightmare? Without sharing your own horror, telling them targeting is unbearable to bare.
How do you not through a fit and say somedays that’s it I quit!
In a rational manor or perhaps a banner.
I want to get rough sometimes. Or handle this in an unusually tough manor. After all this torcher is no joke. Doesn’t help were all broke.
Sometimes we get a win other time not. It’s high time ti’z had a plot of our own if we ever want to go home.
Speak
Emotions and moods are subjective, however to every human effective. After all human behavior is a result of conditioning and reinforcement shaped by human experience and others endorsements.
We become who we are based on our experience, may your soul always be true and mind free from interference.
Influence mapping or the homeless that are tracked. What does a reasonable person think about that? The technology we are up against seems to big to combat.
Governed by reference, called a forced wireless fence, you would think calls for some kind of impeachment.
I have seen ti’z waist their life saving trying to save themselves. They usually end up in their own private hells. I wish we could see how easy it can be. When you give and receive love, your protected from up above.
Maybe remember one thing.
You received what you bring.
Find your niche and what your good at, so we can combat. This nightmare has got to end someday before it does, we all need to say.
I never opted into this! Opt me out or I will shout! Volunteer in the ti community even if your moody. We are all going through this all night long, thinking we did something wrong.
It’s time for us to have that big win.
To believe in ourselves, is no sin.
Find your self-esteem all of you. We have something important to do!
Make the time ti’z.
Don’t make me write another rhyme guys.
To sum it up
You don’t see the hate you give, I do. I live. I feel. I try to appear helpful and inspire those I love. If you’re in a rut feel with your gut. Take the time to learn the truth. Look around, listen to the sound, not the words. Check facts, find what’s real, because we all need ways to heal. Just like it believes were not happy and going to hell. I believe it will burn as well. So why split hair’s while we’re here on earth. Why fight about who’s right since birth? My body’s not a temple, it’s for getting around- to see all the sights and hear all the sounds. A recreational vehicle at least. My soul is What I keep Safe.
I prefer that be ready to test.
I think,
All our gods know best.
Less is more, more is not needed.
Kindness picks up paces and kind faces, all day Than all week. Given felt so nice some gave twice. Nicer than all their stuff. Enough is enough. For one more generation is now depleted. Action is needed!
Walking the walk
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To our angel who knew we would need wings. I think for her that meant a miracle among other things.
We have diversity and new need unity.
Trying and giving, moving forward and living. Living life the best we can .
Ella talks to new ti'z daily and more trust me.
She must have never ending patience, dealing with endless ti'z whom are often high maintenance.
Im assuming more than ever before but Ella's family has sacrificed mom's time more and more.
For us all the ti'z each one listening to this rhyme.
Ella has given her time!
She knows truth is stronger than fear and endlessly lends an ear. She has accomplished awareness across this land, stretching like a rubber band. What she has done is nothing short of a miracle, so there's no need to be fearful. She's doing all this so her kids don't end up in the same boat. A mothers love is what we need and maybe just a little hope. Trust is so hard for every ti but as time go's by, I have found a few that I keep around me like glue, so dose she.
Maybe you should try that too.
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Laura -ti survivor in Colorado
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1-2019
How & Who
Witnessed something that was not right, knew it was bad, and that kid was more than sad. I told an adult I trusted, and that bishop in my church was busted. Fired or shunned, X- Communicated to some.
His jail time did finally did come.
A few years ago he was convicted of the unthinkable, abductions and sexual assaults. Do you want to know who I think is at fault?
Evil will always be.
The one’s that look the other way or choose not to see.
These outstanding members of society, have nothing to say.
They think there’re good people, but that is; breaking evil.
Just cuz you did not
do the crime,
when you say nothing,
some kid risks their mind.
Do they know the torcher that goes on?
Just so their lie stays buried, or perhaps until there happily married.
The real tragedy here is no one thinks or stands up for themselves. Everyone these days, seem like robotic shells.
Unless it affects them directly or comes to their door.
You will see targeted humans more and more.
An epidemic is what I reference, forget building that fucken fence!
Evil that’s behind this, put us on the blacklist.
They can’t be saved, and I don’t think of them.
My problem is with “respected” members of society and that clan.
Who knows why they stay quiet?
Me I have had it; I want justice for us the untrusted.
When the hell, will the guilty get busted?
Ti’z punished for the truth. Myself I, will eventually loose every tooth.
And to the untrusted know to me as friends.
I will find you all when this ends.
I think this evil has dug itself a huge hole. What do you bet it costs them their soul?
Shame on the ones letting these crimes go on, when you knew it was very wrong.
What you can prove here on earth. Has no effect on your worth.
God watches you watch me, he sees everything there is to see.
I trust in his plan, just like I did back then.
After all, is it not written we win?
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2-2017
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Laura~ Ti survivor in Colorado
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Tribute
Inside this program I feel outside; outside looking in.
Neal and Skizit know TI's they know where they have been.
What they go through day-to-day.
Neil's house was burned down and skizit lost everyone all around.
Unity is happing whether it's sabotage or not. After all were all we've got.
Whether we like it or buy it or try it,
maybe there is a Ti you have wanted to reach out to; well then do it.. try and just get through it.
On your own is so hard and sad. Having one Ti friend around makes me glad.
Tolerable at least day to day. How can we fix this? Hard to say.
That Ti won't speak out loud they must be divided from the crowd!
Why are we doing this?
We are all on this stupid list. Division defiantly won't help; you need to know yourself.
We're up against military grade weapons; carp mentalize aggression.
Get our shit together guys if we want to rise.
Stars
Frank works all the time. He probably working now as I write this rhyme.
He has taken on our cause with full force. Getting tore up in the process without remorse.
His intentions are good.
Frank goes a different course, than most of us do, and the ones that are new.
Frank takes the bull by the horns; he has no fear.
Bet he’s the kinda guy that would buy me a beer.
Getting out facts and so much information he rarely covers a topic twice in our conversations.
Up day and night, so we can win this fight.
A greater understanding and grasp- love for his kid is why he is focused on this task. Like Midge and Ella and that Neal fellow, they are worried about our kid’s future. There aware what targeting can do to ya.
Think about how we can help the one’s already speaking out. That’s what I think a lot about.
Betrayal
Dr.Matt has such thin skin, targeting took him places he had never been. He’s an advocate for ti.z I know, he shouldn’t have to prove he’s real, but that’s just how I feel.
“real ti.z” and “perps”; are words those people use.
Dr. Matt is so sensitive but still he gives and gives.
I know some just enjoy the show.
Ti.z acting like perps making outlandish accusations.
Hurts.
Ti.z would not do that; so, it’s always clear to me.
Why can’t the rest of you see?
The word “perp” or “real ti.z” is a red flag.
Guys pay attention and listen stop with the accusations.
If your causing division in the ti community shaming someone or wanting immunity.
Tells me you don’t want targeting to stop.
And your intention is not like mine.
Easy to see over time.
7/2020
Germ Germ
Germ here a germ there.
I’m seeing hording and fear vampires everywhere.
Today could be our last day!
With a mask who will hear you say.
This year giving thanks will be confined to your house.
You and your little house mouse.
Social distancing is so unfair.
Still, we all pretend.
That family we love don’t die alone.
When they just wanted to be at home.
A germ here a germ there.
I think the germ is -who.
Not what, and that makes this a plot.
Corona corona are you out there?
Dam germ shut down the whole world.
It is unbearable today, what will our children say.
We know what we hear and what we share.
But how can we really be aware?
I am not doctor but masks, a corona blocker.
That makes no sense to me.
I just wanna be free.
8/2020
Say it
It’s not something you can say. It does not matter who.
It will take every one of you. We are all guilty of ignoring our Nabors.
We have got to do better.
Do each other favors.
11/2020
The Kids
We need to have a vibration conversation; about haw anyone can go on as if nothing is wrong. We go about their day and simply say “that kid must have been crazy or unbalanced”. Or perhaps that kids who heard voices, did not receive an allowance.
Really? That is more than silly.
It starts at home, while feeling all alone.
Usually begins with someone else’s sin.
Then a lie to cover that person’s mess.
Do I really need to state the rest?
Our kids need balance, not an allowance.
Gide them by setting an example in what you do, how you react.
Kids are kids.
Remember that fact.
They need to look forward, not back.
10-2019
Tis the season
This season of joy I want to celebrate our future.
That is looking bleak and what big tech might do to ya.
It is scary to think what happens if you say no to the shot.
You might die …or not.
When celebrating our future, what I mean is. We need to give.
That 1000 years of peace we have coming to us.
Hopefully Gods angels pick us up on a great at big bus.
Because I am taking no shot, I am not sure who got what.
11/2020
Basic Four
Citizens are being deprived of our basic human right to be.
To be safe and free.
Free to be who we want.
Our right to health care or anyone becoming aware.
Our right to buy land, or resources lost.
What it comes down to for us is the cost.
Ghosts mortgage is a word I have heard.
Contract stalking another word I know well.
Hoping they all go to hell.
Algorithm censorship or sabotage happens to us.
I have seen lives ruined gradually and unnaturally.
Everything being taking from us, factually.
One letter at a time.
You don’t notice at first, until targeting becomes much worse.
The magnitude of this makes you sick.
It’s so complex and thick.
We have choices.
Either go down that road and lose your mind.
Or fight this battel for you very soul this time.
12/2020
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Me
Merry Christmas to… me, me and me.
Alone on Christmas is new, to but not having to go anywhere gives me a feeling that I am free.
Free of the shame free of the blame.
Free of judgement and gas lighting that goes on, cuz my family is never wrong.
On Christmas day I can celebrate Christ birth -after all it is not about what my “present” is worth.
This year I can focus on what’s right for me.
I finally see.
Jesus was alone, turned away at birth. Then when he realized his worth.
Enormous.
Information of that size made me realize.
He is us, us are we. Just be glorious.
-Laura 2020
A Christmas Poem
'Twas the night before Christmas--Old Santa was pissed.
He cussed out the elves and threw down his list.
Little shut in brats, plugged in little jerks.
I have a good mind to scrap the whole works!
I have busted my ass during this shutdown all year, instead of "thanks Santa"--what do I hear?
The old lady bitches because I am "high risk".
The elves wont were masks-- the reindeer are pissed.
Rudolph got drunk with all the nurses.
Donner Is distracted and vixen keeps cursing.
And just when I thought things would get better, those assholes at the IRS sent me a letter, they say I owe taxes--If that ain't damn funny.
Who the hell ever sent Santa Claus any money?
And the kids these days-- they are so secluded.
They want the impossible--and everything is so polluted#@1*!.
I spent a whole year making wagons and sleds.
Assembling dolls…their arms, legs, and heads.
I made a ton of yo yo's--no request for them.
Flying through the air…dodging the trees.
Falling down chimneys and skinning my knees.
I'm quitting this job there's just no enjoyment.
I'll sit on my fat butt like all of you and draw unemployment.
There's no Christmas this year now you know the reason.
My family is in quarantine this season.
-Laura 2020
Season’s Greetings
It was the week after Christmas and all through the house everybody felt shitty especially the mouse.
Mom picketing at the White House and Dad passing gas.
I just settled down to do that last task asked. When out on the lawn I heard such clatter, I sprung from my screen to see what was the matter. Then out on the lawn I saw an old trick.
I knew in a moment it must be Saint Nick he came down the chimney like a bat out of hell.
I knew in a moment that dork had fell.
He filled all are stockings with antibacterial gel and masks and a little note do not ask. He rose up the chimney with a thunderous fart the fat man blew the chimney apart.
He swore and he cursed as he rode out of sight.
Pandemic brats, all of you, have a hell of a night.
-Laura 2020
Political Iciness
Everyone’s right.
The left and the right.
Democrats and Republicans, we should just start again.
Proud to be an American is harder to state.
Because of our homegrown hate.
Citizens are seeing the corruption around them.
Some even chose to join in on that sin.
For the ones that ascend, we will begin again.
Healthy and happy with the whole galaxy.
Until then we have a responsibility to act naturally.
Our country is in big trouble.
Mostly because people live in a bubble.
If it pops, that’s when we help them through, hard knocks.
Help them adjust, it is a must.
Forgive their bubble.
Or we are all in big trouble.
If one can’t speak, we are all not free.
1/2021
Today
Mixed feelings today.
Should I go or stay.
Should I let those back in my life?
Why put myself through that again.
When any day they will make it my fight and they will win.
I just want to begin again.
She apologized I recognize that, it was big of her, but we will never be as we were.
1/2021
New Years
Two thousand twenty-one, it’s a brand-new year.
It won’t be fun.
Full of hopes and masks, vaccines, extra tasks
- and fear.
A more educated public is insisting people come before profit.
But big tech decides the algorithms influence, the lot of it.
They censored the President of the USA.
Today was a hell of a day.
Pisses me off now and in the future.
What big tech might do to ya.
To the party in power.
Someday it will be your hour.
It might be soon for all of you.
At that time -we’ll all be healthy and happy.
In fact, we won’t think of you again.
Factually
After all it was not our sin.
God can tell where you have been.
Naturally.
1-2021
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Lost
Left alone in this situation, now all I think about is masturbation. My intuition compass is off and balance is lost. Between the hesitation, the vibration. The aggravation and limitations and the straight paranoid. I just feel this void.
Ti’z that have yet to sympathize, regardless, we all need to rise. Every ti everywhere, far and wide, here and there and all about. We all need to shout! I do not consent to this stupid blacklist. This is ramped up and out of hand. Targeting is spreading across this land. To our next generation without hesitation. Aiming at the very hearts of or families. Who’s lives are now living in tents and dark ally’s, in big cities and places you’ve never heard of. Our mothers, brothers, sisters, are all at risk and lately I am just pissed.
4-2019
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