Monday, September 3, 2012
Fuck Alex K. and Fuck Andy G.
These two pieces of shit have been screwing with my computers since day one because they're mad about fictional stuff I posted about them on an Opie & Anthony Bulletin Board SEVEN YEARS AGO !!!
Thursday, August 30, 2012
Sirius subscriber right here !!!
I've been a Sirius/XM Satellite Radio subscriber ever since 2005 when a friend bought my a Sirius S50 radio, and I signed up for satellite radio THEN, but it doesn't come in at my house so I download Howard Stern --- WHICH I PAY FOR --- so there's no big deal if I download his shows --- WHICH I PAY FOR ALREADY !!!
(I just don't get reception at my house...) =/
(I just don't get reception at my house...) =/
Saturday, July 7, 2012
I have new poetry, but I won't post it here
Now this account is just used as something to show a judge for when my uncle says I raped his daughter, or for when Alex Kozlov claims I quote-unquote "had him raped"... by a horny gay 40 year old man who just wanted a place to stick it...
I'VE DONE NOTHING WRONG !!!
PS- I've deleted my current Facebook account which should be deleted by July 20th, unless one of my enemies logs into it...
I'VE DONE NOTHING WRONG !!!
PS- I've deleted my current Facebook account which should be deleted by July 20th, unless one of my enemies logs into it...
Friday, July 6, 2012
Deleted 2nd Facebook account because people were going on it AGAIN
I deleted my second Facebook account because people were going on it AGAIN !!! ANDY GLEICK AND ALEX KOZLOV !!!
Alex messages on Facebook
Alexander Kozlov
June 18Jeffrey Marquis- I DIDN'T DO ANYTHING TO YOU - AS A MATTER OF *FACT* IS THAT YOU MET UP WITH MR. DEEDY *ON YOUR OWN* BEFORE YOU AND I EVER DID ON THAT ONE NIGHT !!!!
- YOU SUBMITTED TO INTERNAL GAY SEX WITH AN OLD MAN FOR LIKE AN ENTIRE MONTH, AND I HAD NOTHING TO DO WITH THAT !!!
- YOU DEMANDED HIS PHONE NUMBER, SO I GAVE IT TO YOU, WHICH WE BOTH LOOKED UP IN THE PHONE BOOK, BECAUSE *YOU* WANTED CRYSTAL METH !!!
- TuesdayJeffrey Marquis
- Alex I am sorry SO SORRY that introducing you to a former SJ teacher of mine resulted in something bad !!!
- 10 hours agoJeffrey Marquis
- Alex I really didn't "have you raped" - if you remember correctly you two hung out and did drugs and had gay sex together BEFORE I WAS THERE WITH YOU - then when I was with you two that one night you just disappeared for like half an hour, so I had nothing to do with that either - I just wrote it on the internet to sound "badass"...
Tuesday, July 3, 2012
Alex I am sorry SO SORRY that introducing you to a former SJ teacher of mine resulted in something bad !!! =(
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- Jeffrey Marquis ALEX KOZLOV YOU ALMOST KILLED YOURSELF, NOT BECAUSE OF ME, BUT BECAUSE OF THE GAY STUFF MR. DEEDY DID TO YOU, WHICH I HAD NOTHING TO DO WITH !!!about an hour ago ·
- Jeffrey Marquis I HAD NOTHING TO DO WITH IT, BUT I THOUGHT IT WOULD BE FUNNY TO WRITE ABOUT ON THE INTERNET !!!
- Jeffrey Marquis Two people who know computers very well have installed "Master Desktops" on my Maciintosh and my Dell... to make me mad... and that they use their priveleges on whenever I'm at work - so I have no idea what they're downloading...
Thursday, June 28, 2012
6 - 28
WHY ARE BOTH OF THE HARD-DRIVES FILLED UP ON MY LAPTOPS, AND THE SAME WITH MY IPHONE ???
SOMEONE'S BEEN SCREWING WITH THEM !!! PROBABLY MY UNCLE OR ALEX KOZLOV ( WHO ARE BOTH MAD AT ME ABOUT FALSE INTERNET POSTS !!! )
I WON'T DO ANYTHING ILLEGAL IN FEAR OF THESE 2 GUYS REPORTING ME !!!
SOMEONE'S BEEN SCREWING WITH THEM !!! PROBABLY MY UNCLE OR ALEX KOZLOV ( WHO ARE BOTH MAD AT ME ABOUT FALSE INTERNET POSTS !!! )
I WON'T DO ANYTHING ILLEGAL IN FEAR OF THESE 2 GUYS REPORTING ME !!!
Saturday, June 23, 2012
6 - 23
It's not my fault if Andy Gleick called up Charter to see what websites I've visited recently, and it's not my fault if he somehow got the password to an internet forum I used, and it's not my fault if he thought that a joke I made was the truth !!!
I NEVER ABUSED OR "TOUCHED" MICHAEL OR JULIA !!!!!!!!
WHAT I WROTE ABOUT IN *NON-FICTION* ABUSING AN INFANT AND HAVING A PEER ABUSED WAS IN A *PRIVATE-FORUM* THAT AN UNCLE UNLAWFULLY GOT ACCESS TO...
I NEVER ABUSED OR "TOUCHED" MICHAEL OR JULIA !!!!!!!!
WHAT I WROTE ABOUT IN *NON-FICTION* ABUSING AN INFANT AND HAVING A PEER ABUSED WAS IN A *PRIVATE-FORUM* THAT AN UNCLE UNLAWFULLY GOT ACCESS TO...
6 - 22
The people who were offended by my 2002 internet postings really had no right to see them since they were PRIVATE -- they were posted on a PRIVATE forum that only several individuals (who I didn't know in real life) were able to read...
All I've done is make fun of Andy Gleick and Alex Kozlov on a PRIVATE website, and they found out about it without my permission -- and when I wasn't able to explain that I was just kidding -- so now they've been threatening my parents and screwing with - slash- stealing my possessions...
All I've done is make fun of Andy Gleick and Alex Kozlov on a PRIVATE website, and they found out about it without my permission -- and when I wasn't able to explain that I was just kidding -- so now they've been threatening my parents and screwing with - slash- stealing my possessions...
Thursday, June 21, 2012
New website I will open...
I'm going to start a new website at alwayschillen.com and it will at first be about how "All I've done is post false information on a private bulletin board for the sake of comedy" in previous years, that people are now mad at me about... harassing me and getting into my house threatening my parents and going on my computers...
Wednesday, June 20, 2012
6 - 20
Alex Kozlov = gay sex ... I remember driving you home the morning after you recieved gay sex from Mr. Deedy...
All my friends made fun of me for being there while two gay guys had sex in a different room...
AND I HAD NOTHING TO DO WITH IT - THESE TWO PAIRED UP IMMEDIATELY !!!
Tuesday, June 19, 2012
6-19
LET'S LET THIS WHOLE THING DIE DOWN, SO STOP SCREWING WITH MY LAPTOPS !!!
I guess my parents are fairly sure I will recieve no punishment because all I've done is post false information on a private bulletin board for the sake of comedy... =)
I'm missing two USB keychains and 3 mp3 players from my room since my parents let Andy Gleick and Alex Kozlov come in and try to screw me over, for stuff I falsely posted about them on an O&A bulletin board 9 years ago - my parents are letting people steal stuff from me in fear of them taking me to court - I think it will come to that - and I've asked my mom to talk to my lawyer today and she said okay...
I guess my parents are fairly sure I will recieve no punishment because all I've done is post false information on a private bulletin board for the sake of comedy... =)
I'm missing two USB keychains and 3 mp3 players from my room since my parents let Andy Gleick and Alex Kozlov come in and try to screw me over, for stuff I falsely posted about them on an O&A bulletin board 9 years ago - my parents are letting people steal stuff from me in fear of them taking me to court - I think it will come to that - and I've asked my mom to talk to my lawyer today and she said okay...
Monday, June 18, 2012
Two individuals are screwing with my laptops
I just had ro reinstall my Dell, which erased all my poetry, because Andy Gleick and Alex Kozlov (who I told Susan Langlois about tonight...) installed a virus on it...
Either Andy Gleick or Alex Kozlov just installed a virus on my Dell - which was already TAPPED - and so I had to pay $80 to possibly have it fixed...
Andy's mad at me because I made a joke about falsely raping his daughter when she was an INFANT !!!
Alex is mad at me because he allowed an older man to have sex with him every day for approximately a month...
I HAVEN'T DONE ANYTHING WRONG !!!!!! stop fucking with me !!!
ps - whoever caused my car-accident will surely burn in hell... (not me!!!)
Andy's mad at me because I made a joke about falsely raping his daughter when she was an INFANT !!!
Alex is mad at me because he allowed an older man to have sex with him every day for approximately a month...
I HAVEN'T DONE ANYTHING WRONG !!!!!! stop fucking with me !!!
ps - whoever caused my car-accident will surely burn in hell... (not me!!!)
Monday, June 11, 2012
Sunday, June 3, 2012
Oh Here We Go .
People peers you reading this the fans of yours truly please believe me and listen to this declaration of mine of my own unknown intentions when I tell you shout at you aware you let you know about this trivial little factoid central to my daily-living for the time being
MY LIFE IS SO MESSED UP RIGHT NOW !!
No Ford to fire up
and no lady to fffffff ¹ (oh you wait for that footnote you. . . )
eeeeee the detachment from all that I lived for on Saturday nights in barroom doorways with musty Marlboro smoke silently sifting arising and drifting through the dry cigarette air evaporating into malignant nothingness along eightball poolcues dissolving like my separation from capital city streets and redlights no now Stop and green so Go with highway markers trailing on and on and on to distances framed from fading faint memories reminding me of the aforementioned moments in time never to be seen again and only recalled through shards of reminiscence
God I need something else something just not this here because what we have at hand yeah this right now it isn't doing it for me not cooperating in the least no no not for what I need in my day requiring an innovative variable at this second demanding a fresh vim of vibrant vivacity now begging you please Lord please grant me sacred solace with carkeys jingling and clicking into idle ignitions sparking solenoids starting starter engines with cylinders cycling and DOHC pistons revving to peak redline arr-pee-ems
not disgraceful filth posted here offending powerful parents and shocking social counterparts beforehand of my not knowing enough to cut the slimy nonsense of smiling a shiny grin with those sparkling white teeth glimmering so glossy gleaming steeply luminous with blinding bright light and my understanding that jaws are dropping with all of your attention on me the self-touted "man" ;
unearthing this exciting propensity for interior ecstasy with our serotonin synapses pumping and strumming heartstrings flowing through aortas all the while humming a humble hum of subterranean depth ;
within the margins of a tumultuous wavelength lingering at atmospheric peaks and shimmying beneath the most humble lows whilst along the lines of precious relationships—wait no no no with most MOST MOST associations to my acquaintances who read my bragging and may very well roll their eyes thinking "Oh yeah okay buddy sure whatever you say pal right-right-right. . . " ;
after damaging valuable dealings with many friends through overconfidence running rampant and flexing a colossal bicep saying "Oh who's the weak one now you pussies you ?? " saying –no proclaiming "Look at you and look at me. . . " ;
and with my swathing in the excessive pride of being so strong embodying a powerful body potentially blasting on whoever provokes me just a tad bit too much whenever and wherever I go—albeit after having laid in a hospital bed while wed to a stomach tube or being confined to –literally locked in to a wheelchair with no authorization to stand up on my own two legs for those three-and-a-half months away from home—now knowing I can kick so many asses when I'll likely never-ever not even ever once even ever need to test that conviction while I'm here.
What I'm doing must end
It's not working
For the second time I've crashed !!
Most of what you've read here by now has been the product of my traumatic brain avalanche and its physiotherapy with me myself in my own life of Jeffrey Marquis who's felt maybe a little too commanding for all of the wrong reasons and taking clips out of the big picture to make others feel inept with what wonderous wonders of what I do well. And I've attached shock-value to something in my own name speaking from my spirited soul coming through my crazed cranium available for anyone and everyone to embrace from the comfort of his or her or their own home sweet home with my click click click love of elegant language budding yet leaving me unsure of where to go next with this whimsical wording and taking it with me forever wherever I go in this life I love
I apologize to those who I've offended. Sorry sorry and sorry. The repentant and remorseful remarks expressed here are not merely pithy poppycock public statements but something else I assure you emanating from the protracted reflection upon previous judgment and withdrawn verdicts derived through meditation deliberation and notion
I've renounced my principle of judging so many after gaining a better understanding of our social society and cultural civilization. Go buy Brand Names separate from your body with bubbling and bouncing ladies smiling as you pay the cashier for your paid purchases
There You Go
-----
¹ : lock lips with
MY LIFE IS SO MESSED UP RIGHT NOW !!
No Ford to fire up
and no lady to fffffff ¹ (oh you wait for that footnote you. . . )
eeeeee the detachment from all that I lived for on Saturday nights in barroom doorways with musty Marlboro smoke silently sifting arising and drifting through the dry cigarette air evaporating into malignant nothingness along eightball poolcues dissolving like my separation from capital city streets and redlights no now Stop and green so Go with highway markers trailing on and on and on to distances framed from fading faint memories reminding me of the aforementioned moments in time never to be seen again and only recalled through shards of reminiscence
God I need something else something just not this here because what we have at hand yeah this right now it isn't doing it for me not cooperating in the least no no not for what I need in my day requiring an innovative variable at this second demanding a fresh vim of vibrant vivacity now begging you please Lord please grant me sacred solace with carkeys jingling and clicking into idle ignitions sparking solenoids starting starter engines with cylinders cycling and DOHC pistons revving to peak redline arr-pee-ems
not disgraceful filth posted here offending powerful parents and shocking social counterparts beforehand of my not knowing enough to cut the slimy nonsense of smiling a shiny grin with those sparkling white teeth glimmering so glossy gleaming steeply luminous with blinding bright light and my understanding that jaws are dropping with all of your attention on me the self-touted "man" ;
unearthing this exciting propensity for interior ecstasy with our serotonin synapses pumping and strumming heartstrings flowing through aortas all the while humming a humble hum of subterranean depth ;
within the margins of a tumultuous wavelength lingering at atmospheric peaks and shimmying beneath the most humble lows whilst along the lines of precious relationships—wait no no no with most MOST MOST associations to my acquaintances who read my bragging and may very well roll their eyes thinking "Oh yeah okay buddy sure whatever you say pal right-right-right. . . " ;
after damaging valuable dealings with many friends through overconfidence running rampant and flexing a colossal bicep saying "Oh who's the weak one now you pussies you ?? " saying –no proclaiming "Look at you and look at me. . . " ;
and with my swathing in the excessive pride of being so strong embodying a powerful body potentially blasting on whoever provokes me just a tad bit too much whenever and wherever I go—albeit after having laid in a hospital bed while wed to a stomach tube or being confined to –literally locked in to a wheelchair with no authorization to stand up on my own two legs for those three-and-a-half months away from home—now knowing I can kick so many asses when I'll likely never-ever not even ever once even ever need to test that conviction while I'm here.
What I'm doing must end
It's not working
For the second time I've crashed !!
Most of what you've read here by now has been the product of my traumatic brain avalanche and its physiotherapy with me myself in my own life of Jeffrey Marquis who's felt maybe a little too commanding for all of the wrong reasons and taking clips out of the big picture to make others feel inept with what wonderous wonders of what I do well. And I've attached shock-value to something in my own name speaking from my spirited soul coming through my crazed cranium available for anyone and everyone to embrace from the comfort of his or her or their own home sweet home with my click click click love of elegant language budding yet leaving me unsure of where to go next with this whimsical wording and taking it with me forever wherever I go in this life I love
I apologize to those who I've offended. Sorry sorry and sorry. The repentant and remorseful remarks expressed here are not merely pithy poppycock public statements but something else I assure you emanating from the protracted reflection upon previous judgment and withdrawn verdicts derived through meditation deliberation and notion
I've renounced my principle of judging so many after gaining a better understanding of our social society and cultural civilization. Go buy Brand Names separate from your body with bubbling and bouncing ladies smiling as you pay the cashier for your paid purchases
There You Go
-----
¹ : lock lips with
"Most people are so ungrateful to be alive. But not you , not anymore ." — Saw
As per my abolishment of all picture-tube screen-staring I've only seen bits 'n' pieces of the horror flick—yet this line jumped out at me SCREAMING, Jeff that rings a perfect note of truth since your accident !!
Look at me. My hobbies. This. Not watching television. Not reading about shit to buy.
When the police officers and paramedics who arrived at the scene of my crash didn't think I would make it ;
when local Ministers prayed over me expecting I'd never make it past baby food ;
and when I've cut out the shit hobbies (Cars, Brand Names, Etc. ) to instead offer my SOUL for any who care to listen ,
do you think I take my time for granted ??
I almost lost everything .
I was so close to gone .
Trust me , you cannot imagine what my life FEELS like. The sensation of a bright fate and destiny to meet with providence strums my heartstrings to the tune of a harpsichord. An awareness of the aspirations I must achieve runs rich in my arteries. Now getting personal on you , every so often an overwhelming extrasensory commotion lurks amid my soul with a message of Oh it's all going down baby !!
Your time is up on planet Earth !!
It's all over !!
It's all going down to Chinatown !!
—but then it recedes down to a peaceful tranquility and I feel only the warmth of the sun on my skin with ideals still present in my mind offering solace, reminding me I DO hold a promising future of gathering more fans—YES FANS—people who take fuck minutes out of their day to see what I think—strangers who communicate Jeffrey I like your stuff !!
And not to mention making my body wow-wow-wow powerful and even more po-po-po potent during the next couple years while I continue to grow in size and strength !! ain't thatta right I'm planning on sum Arnold Schwarzenegger shit with my corporeal self being squeaky clean and tested free of chemicals and steroids , with more than enough oomph offered and stealing ladies' attention when my aura of authority causes boyfriends everywhere to clam up .
"This is your life, and it's ending one minute at a time."
I know EXACTLY what that means !! People do you remember when I emerged from the hospital and then said everything felt new again ?? " Second-Firsts " I shared that with you back in early 2005. Even the uncomfortable (i.e. freezing temperatures since all I knew was the stoic room-temperature of the hospital. . . ) felt like miracles to me. I hadn't stayed out late or burned my hand on the stove. Or this. Or that. Or fruitfully danced the five-digit disco !!
The sun is setting. And the clock is ticking.
And I'm not wasting my time. That's for damn sure.
Oh wow this is really taking me back. . .
I'm positive many of you feel pity for the bruised Me and wonder "How is he able to go through life in such unflattering condition and smile about it ?? " Yeah and if that's the case FUCK YOU BUT. . .
It's precisely the reason why I care nothing about Ferrari and instead wish to live a life doing something, this right here creating a lot inventing numerous eternal artifacts which hold relevance to our American lifestyle present for any to enjoy free of cost and so I may possess works of art to showcase while improving this forte. Not to mention transforming my body into something envied and speaking volumes of my perseverance through remaining resolute when faced with a HEAD-FUCK of traumatic proportions.
Do you remember how I'd announce my disgust with status-y items when I returned from Fairlawn ?? well it's STILL the case and I have "perspective" to thank. Yes evidently I'm not perceiving life in the same demeanor as you are (oh I call it Enlightenment. . . ) since I've adopted a transience liberated from Armani and instead with concern for my physical naked self aided by costless exercise and the internal desire of tuning solid muscle which I take with me WHEREVER I GO.
My powerful body allows me to feel powerful because it makes me powerful.
"Most people are so ungrateful to be alive.
But not you , not anymore ."
Ask me about my Near-Death Experience !!
People this is what I do with my spare time for fun. I may anticipate well over 100 persons reading whatever I post on my bulletin board within a week. Weeeee. And I'll expect several hundred individuals to skim down the front-page each month. Eeeeee. The lot of you haven't read a goddamn novel for kicks since childhood—yet you'll peruse my text and check on me through words recurrently like a compulsive addiction—now don't you think it's rather special that I've gathered so much interest while resurrecting a dead hobby ?? and bringing to life this variable aptitude in the process ?? Christ I've seen how MOST OF YOU WRITE LIKE GODDAMN RETARDS wow I have no idea what was taught in your English Composition classes. None of my friends send me email !!
People convey shock when I demonstrate rare morsels of tight vocabulary , "What did he just say ?? " So here's me begging you please when someone asks who your favorite author is announce, "Jeffrey Marquis he's just amateur but he's got some great stuff." And you must keep in mind I've only taken THREE English classes since my storybook awakening !! thus I've mastered this textual expression through approximately one-thousand pages sketched in leisure hours for my own gratification !! and all the while taking extreme contentment in this flexible propensity that you have no hope of impersonating.
Ask me what I did today and I'll hand you a small stack of single-space pages conveying brilliance.
You guys I just Failed my second Spanish I exam—with the first Flunk there to say Stay the fuck away from Me-hi-co—but I'm ACEing a Poetry II. And I got a B+ in a Creative Writing that would have been a dense A if I'd embraced the professor's counsel and resubmitted a manuscript of conversational dialogue he didn't ask for. Shit. And maybe I could smile that he isn't around any longer because our convergence in the hallway would result in a sick stomach—though perchance it would've been a good thing for word to have circulated around the English Department of a boy who shows such latent talent and oh-la-la creativity.
Amigos I cannot deal with the memorization of syntax from a new language without a source of translation in hand to offer designation—or frankly the BORING data found in History books shaping no consequence to my purposes—yes I've Failed two F'ing classes this latest Woo State semester.
Although the assorted factoids of our culture found in a successful a Communications colloquium intrigue me ;
any guidelines for healthy living with interest in the body and wellness rocks my socks , tickles my dick , etc. etc. ;
and knowledge important to the human race with each personality viewed only as an entity here to experience everything God gave us , it's what I consider important.
That's all I see as relevant .
Blab on about the Stock Market , I don't care , I don't need to
Call me dumb
I do okay without it.
Comrades I sit here with this vigor of communing through my own organized facts and feelings to any figures who care to listen.
Can't you assess my sincerity when I tell you I wish to be a writer ??
Seeing as that I've crashed 'n' burned with two of my lecture-learnin' divisions don't you support my priority of developing into a qualified dramatist ??
Do you remember when I saw the light and picked up the LIFE-LONG GOAL of completing a full novel while I'm breathing ??
I sat up in my bedroom during the refractory hours of my masturbatory habit and pouring myself onto pages when I had the Calling.
Something I'll do before I'm gone forever .
An objet d'art speaking of myself eternally. .
Relics and Remains from the life of Jeffrey Marquis .
I express a lack of veneration at those who " CREATE " not a thing from personal passion or speaking from the psyche. I admire design.
Conception. Invention. Inspiration. Formation from contemplation. A lot from scratch. Something tangible out of not-anything.
This is it .
Did you know I speak with God each and every single night as I catch a few 'z' s on a comfy bed with this splendid existence ??
You could view this as bragging but I'm telling you this zest I embody, inherently promoting self-applause and confidence , is exactly that—a realization I'm capable of so much—even with a permanent limp and goofy eyesight—so don't you dare rain on my parade or serve as a wet blanket when I announce :
IT FEELS SO FUCKING GREAT TO BE HERE !!
Jeffrey Marquis
c. 2007
Look at me. My hobbies. This. Not watching television. Not reading about shit to buy.
When the police officers and paramedics who arrived at the scene of my crash didn't think I would make it ;
when local Ministers prayed over me expecting I'd never make it past baby food ;
and when I've cut out the shit hobbies (Cars, Brand Names, Etc. ) to instead offer my SOUL for any who care to listen ,
do you think I take my time for granted ??
I almost lost everything .
I was so close to gone .
Trust me , you cannot imagine what my life FEELS like. The sensation of a bright fate and destiny to meet with providence strums my heartstrings to the tune of a harpsichord. An awareness of the aspirations I must achieve runs rich in my arteries. Now getting personal on you , every so often an overwhelming extrasensory commotion lurks amid my soul with a message of Oh it's all going down baby !!
Your time is up on planet Earth !!
It's all over !!
It's all going down to Chinatown !!
—but then it recedes down to a peaceful tranquility and I feel only the warmth of the sun on my skin with ideals still present in my mind offering solace, reminding me I DO hold a promising future of gathering more fans—YES FANS—people who take fuck minutes out of their day to see what I think—strangers who communicate Jeffrey I like your stuff !!
And not to mention making my body wow-wow-wow powerful and even more po-po-po potent during the next couple years while I continue to grow in size and strength !! ain't thatta right I'm planning on sum Arnold Schwarzenegger shit with my corporeal self being squeaky clean and tested free of chemicals and steroids , with more than enough oomph offered and stealing ladies' attention when my aura of authority causes boyfriends everywhere to clam up .
"This is your life, and it's ending one minute at a time."
I know EXACTLY what that means !! People do you remember when I emerged from the hospital and then said everything felt new again ?? " Second-Firsts " I shared that with you back in early 2005. Even the uncomfortable (i.e. freezing temperatures since all I knew was the stoic room-temperature of the hospital. . . ) felt like miracles to me. I hadn't stayed out late or burned my hand on the stove. Or this. Or that. Or fruitfully danced the five-digit disco !!
The sun is setting. And the clock is ticking.
And I'm not wasting my time. That's for damn sure.
Oh wow this is really taking me back. . .
I'm positive many of you feel pity for the bruised Me and wonder "How is he able to go through life in such unflattering condition and smile about it ?? " Yeah and if that's the case FUCK YOU BUT. . .
It's precisely the reason why I care nothing about Ferrari and instead wish to live a life doing something, this right here creating a lot inventing numerous eternal artifacts which hold relevance to our American lifestyle present for any to enjoy free of cost and so I may possess works of art to showcase while improving this forte. Not to mention transforming my body into something envied and speaking volumes of my perseverance through remaining resolute when faced with a HEAD-FUCK of traumatic proportions.
Do you remember how I'd announce my disgust with status-y items when I returned from Fairlawn ?? well it's STILL the case and I have "perspective" to thank. Yes evidently I'm not perceiving life in the same demeanor as you are (oh I call it Enlightenment. . . ) since I've adopted a transience liberated from Armani and instead with concern for my physical naked self aided by costless exercise and the internal desire of tuning solid muscle which I take with me WHEREVER I GO.
My powerful body allows me to feel powerful because it makes me powerful.
"Most people are so ungrateful to be alive.
But not you , not anymore ."
Ask me about my Near-Death Experience !!
People this is what I do with my spare time for fun. I may anticipate well over 100 persons reading whatever I post on my bulletin board within a week. Weeeee. And I'll expect several hundred individuals to skim down the front-page each month. Eeeeee. The lot of you haven't read a goddamn novel for kicks since childhood—yet you'll peruse my text and check on me through words recurrently like a compulsive addiction—now don't you think it's rather special that I've gathered so much interest while resurrecting a dead hobby ?? and bringing to life this variable aptitude in the process ?? Christ I've seen how MOST OF YOU WRITE LIKE GODDAMN RETARDS wow I have no idea what was taught in your English Composition classes. None of my friends send me email !!
People convey shock when I demonstrate rare morsels of tight vocabulary , "What did he just say ?? " So here's me begging you please when someone asks who your favorite author is announce, "Jeffrey Marquis he's just amateur but he's got some great stuff." And you must keep in mind I've only taken THREE English classes since my storybook awakening !! thus I've mastered this textual expression through approximately one-thousand pages sketched in leisure hours for my own gratification !! and all the while taking extreme contentment in this flexible propensity that you have no hope of impersonating.
Ask me what I did today and I'll hand you a small stack of single-space pages conveying brilliance.
You guys I just Failed my second Spanish I exam—with the first Flunk there to say Stay the fuck away from Me-hi-co—but I'm ACEing a Poetry II. And I got a B+ in a Creative Writing that would have been a dense A if I'd embraced the professor's counsel and resubmitted a manuscript of conversational dialogue he didn't ask for. Shit. And maybe I could smile that he isn't around any longer because our convergence in the hallway would result in a sick stomach—though perchance it would've been a good thing for word to have circulated around the English Department of a boy who shows such latent talent and oh-la-la creativity.
Amigos I cannot deal with the memorization of syntax from a new language without a source of translation in hand to offer designation—or frankly the BORING data found in History books shaping no consequence to my purposes—yes I've Failed two F'ing classes this latest Woo State semester.
Although the assorted factoids of our culture found in a successful a Communications colloquium intrigue me ;
any guidelines for healthy living with interest in the body and wellness rocks my socks , tickles my dick , etc. etc. ;
and knowledge important to the human race with each personality viewed only as an entity here to experience everything God gave us , it's what I consider important.
That's all I see as relevant .
Blab on about the Stock Market , I don't care , I don't need to
Call me dumb
I do okay without it.
Comrades I sit here with this vigor of communing through my own organized facts and feelings to any figures who care to listen.
Can't you assess my sincerity when I tell you I wish to be a writer ??
Seeing as that I've crashed 'n' burned with two of my lecture-learnin' divisions don't you support my priority of developing into a qualified dramatist ??
Do you remember when I saw the light and picked up the LIFE-LONG GOAL of completing a full novel while I'm breathing ??
I sat up in my bedroom during the refractory hours of my masturbatory habit and pouring myself onto pages when I had the Calling.
Something I'll do before I'm gone forever .
An objet d'art speaking of myself eternally. .
Relics and Remains from the life of Jeffrey Marquis .
I express a lack of veneration at those who " CREATE " not a thing from personal passion or speaking from the psyche. I admire design.
Conception. Invention. Inspiration. Formation from contemplation. A lot from scratch. Something tangible out of not-anything.
This is it .
Did you know I speak with God each and every single night as I catch a few 'z' s on a comfy bed with this splendid existence ??
You could view this as bragging but I'm telling you this zest I embody, inherently promoting self-applause and confidence , is exactly that—a realization I'm capable of so much—even with a permanent limp and goofy eyesight—so don't you dare rain on my parade or serve as a wet blanket when I announce :
IT FEELS SO FUCKING GREAT TO BE HERE !!
Jeffrey Marquis
c. 2007
Harping about Goodness .
Looking towards the stars in the sky on a celestial evening it is shown : universes upon universes in a continuous loop of being are available to those who subsist—along any location of the cosmos—so we may progress onward with a metered pattern for the approach of our ultimate death , yes it's true: we must come to terms with our coming evaporation. After what I've been through it's quite apparent. . .
Break it up.
Examine each shred of existence.
No matter how small—even with ATOMS !!!—interaction is crucial . Relations and intimacy with one another is an essential precept in development. Opposites attract , look no further than X and Y. Oh yeah baby yeah let's interface, Come on we'll proliferate the human genome —IF YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN !!
What do you think the first speck of Life felt ? – minimalistic-ly a need to fondle against one another ? i.e. attraction ? that male-female magnetism with desirability to thank for Evolution. A mother looks at her husband and child with an intimate awareness of their bond while it will continue until the end of Time. Love and Affection. Kissing and Cuddling. Touching and Stroking. Licking and ummmm. . . Nature for example : there's a lotta rubbin' goin' on !! Procreation , Sexual Confidence , etc. etc.
Or—on the Holy side of piousness and celibacy—how do you feel about the societal pressure to read about an man FROM A LONG TIME AGO named Jesus ? Ohhhh the diehard Catholic girl in the audience cringes a little !! I'm sorry but my near death experience goes so far for me in terms of "perspective" when I roll my eyes at the many who think Hymn songs will result in a spiritual polishing. There I express displeasure in what I've seen with the church, now, compared to then: before my Traumatic Car Experience, 3/15 Glasgow Coma Scale which has resulted in a Spiritual Extra-Sensory Enlightenment .
Note: after what I've been through this is clear: religion fits differently to the meaning of "good" .
Not judging.
I'm Just saying.
And I encourage you classmates on the brink of the business world to lead valiant lives with sufficient shares of Good. Hard. Work. Mmmmm with Mothers and Fathers raising their children right. . . Exertion in the sense of spirituality and advancement : meaning the figures who've risen in culture are the commanders of authority looking out for the common man . I admonish and reprimand the one who fails to grow professionally with too much drinking in his or her life .
who I once was. . . DUN DUN DUN
Jeffrey Marquis
c. 2007
Break it up.
Examine each shred of existence.
No matter how small—even with ATOMS !!!—interaction is crucial . Relations and intimacy with one another is an essential precept in development. Opposites attract , look no further than X and Y. Oh yeah baby yeah let's interface, Come on we'll proliferate the human genome —IF YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN !!
What do you think the first speck of Life felt ? – minimalistic-ly a need to fondle against one another ? i.e. attraction ? that male-female magnetism with desirability to thank for Evolution. A mother looks at her husband and child with an intimate awareness of their bond while it will continue until the end of Time. Love and Affection. Kissing and Cuddling. Touching and Stroking. Licking and ummmm. . . Nature for example : there's a lotta rubbin' goin' on !! Procreation , Sexual Confidence , etc. etc.
Or—on the Holy side of piousness and celibacy—how do you feel about the societal pressure to read about an man FROM A LONG TIME AGO named Jesus ? Ohhhh the diehard Catholic girl in the audience cringes a little !! I'm sorry but my near death experience goes so far for me in terms of "perspective" when I roll my eyes at the many who think Hymn songs will result in a spiritual polishing. There I express displeasure in what I've seen with the church, now, compared to then: before my Traumatic Car Experience, 3/15 Glasgow Coma Scale which has resulted in a Spiritual Extra-Sensory Enlightenment .
Note: after what I've been through this is clear: religion fits differently to the meaning of "good" .
Not judging.
I'm Just saying.
And I encourage you classmates on the brink of the business world to lead valiant lives with sufficient shares of Good. Hard. Work. Mmmmm with Mothers and Fathers raising their children right. . . Exertion in the sense of spirituality and advancement : meaning the figures who've risen in culture are the commanders of authority looking out for the common man . I admonish and reprimand the one who fails to grow professionally with too much drinking in his or her life .
who I once was. . . DUN DUN DUN
Jeffrey Marquis
c. 2007
Monday, May 28, 2012
Jeffrey Marquis: My Analysis of Televisions' Effect upon Humanity
Jeepers Creepers! I see the world gazing into pixilated picture tubes
Living through individuals found on television channels with commercial breaks. UHF and VHF with Cable and Satellites. Those galactic angels disseminating information and entertainment through 0's and 1's just binary bits of Earthly Life .
Click-click-click and you're no longer the one who burps and farts ; now instead you're Raymond (WHO EVERYBODY LOVES !! ) Yeah you're Raymond! You're Raymond!!! And everybody loves you!!! YAY!!!
TV Guide: it's Self-Help with masses wondering, "What'll I do these next couple of nights? Who will I be this evening ? "
Soap Operas calming housewives along with a glass of the introductory liquid for the day .
(They call it Mimosa with a pretty name to brighten it because the sun ain't so high in the sky. . .) Winky winky face , smiley giggle with a kiss on the cheek toots! Don't let the door boot your ass on the way out !!
The O. J. can be livened up with a dash of vodka; no one will understand the Degree Pursuing (DP) Collegiate Student who takes the morning-after grogginess off with another swig. And what were those li'l pills , Valium for when the wife gets drunk and throws herself around the house , what were those called? Ever tried to remember what you did last night with those things? and what was the one to wake you up ? You say you want some spring in your step ?
The EMT needs to know what you took. The man needs to know which pills you had. They want you to throw up . They wish for your heaving and gagging to produce puke and result in tangible vomit. Guhhh.
You're just sick right now because you had too much fun . If you'd listened to the wisdom of Beaver Cleaver and every other growing boy who's learned some tried'n'true teachings , or if your lessons-in-living have come to you through The Brady Bunch , well you must accept that any "perspective" and global-ness embodied has merely been communicated by actors and actresses while you sat in your own home staring at a screen .
And all of a sudden you get sick of it like you can't take this any longer not for another second not at all not another heartbeat and that's it there just period end kaput
click click Clickety click , hit the Guide button. . .
If it's a season kick-off it must be good ,
If it's Superbowl Sunday forget about it ,
If it's the one where Ross kisses Rachael it goes down in history ,
Or—if there's nothing on—oh wouldn't that be a nightmare!!—you go to the Showcase for a cinematic thrill-ride where colossal characters tower overhead while you snack on the yummy treats found in the lobby. And you'll order a soda pop to wash it all down. Miss Diet. . . Drink holders. Sticky floors. Digital THX Sound. Lots of Lumens. Air Conditioning. No Smoking. I don't smoke. Thank You. Oh baby this is Heaven !!
Previews: You'll start by spending your valuable time presently watching something you'll pay to see LATER !! We'll definitely watch it –SOME OTHER TIME!!! Let's see that –SOON!!!
Check the ticket. And choose a chair. Then you might think about the bathroom. Do you need to empty your bladder? Want to pee, by any chance?
You lay there in the fold-down seat and allow your mind to play for an hour or two or more but not usually more, and all you'll have is a ticket stub when the fun is over. Those momentary mementos and too-funny catchlines are lost in time. You're afraid to ask yourself, "Did I really learn anything or advance myself in some way ? " Have I not gained substantial insight from watching strangers recite the lines they were paid to recite while acting in such a way ?
It's sweeps week and you know what that means. . . Tivo, DirecTV, etc. etc. the assistants to Joe Johnson's pop-culture gathering, mmm hmm. Hit Info. ( if you don't have digital cable you can use the ol' hardcopy TV Guide if you still get that in the mail. . . who recieves that nowadays ? ) You can find most shows online. It's only 8:00 pm ? Oh line 'em up, baby !!
Your soul is a cluster of television screens .That brain of yours holds more information than a supercomuter !!
Do you remember America's Funniest Home Videos ?
Yes with Bob Saget : a show pushing footage of ordinary life but edited enough so that we only catch the comedy. No I don't want to see Susie open birthday presents or blow out candles on her big cake ; I want the scenario onscreen where she misses the piñata and knocks daddy in the nuts with the bat . It's the big bang of the universe baby with the audience gawking Oh-ho-ho-ho! And it's an interesting realm of our existence, this television, seeing as how the youthful (age : 0 to 12) will live out their fantasies before drifting off to sleep, each and every night, hugging a safety-bear tight and feeling achievement if they picked up a comical tid-bit from the show that everyone talks about. . .
Click. Click. And your Tivo is recording. And the clock is ticking.
TV: What's on tonight ? What's on Wednesdays ? Who's on ?
Looking back at a childhood where I lived through Saved by the Bell characters like Zack "The Man" who was gettin' down 'n' dirty with Kelly, and A.C. Slater who'd be on study-dates the great ah whatshername? the skinny blonde chick —oh and I almost forgot about Screech : present to share a wack-zane-arrific joke about having worn pajamas to school because he forgot to get dressed this morning. . . *DING-DING-DING* Time for class! You better get to class or Mr. Belding will be mad !!
Coming Soon
Higher High-Definition: so real you can feel it , so real the owner must FEED this atomic matter technology. Really real. Realer than real. Everyone's gonna be talking about this one !!
The Surround Sound of an Acoustic Perfection like an auditory Enlightenment with perfect harmonies flowing through your ears and to the target that is your musical heart for a most moving experience .
And they're working on a Sense-'o'-Smell Plug-in .
sniff sniff Go brush your Teeth hun !!
Sky's the Limit !!
Stay Tuned !!
Stay Tuned For More !!
More is coming Next !!
More is on the Way !!
Additional Content is in Transit !!
In summation I'll leave you with a question to ponder: How much of your own thought and emotion is best expressed with reference to, or with imagery from, a television character or movie figure or setting or moment where you watched others on a screen ? hmmm?
Our world promotes learning through tee-vee . . .
c) Jeffrey Marquis 2007
Living through individuals found on television channels with commercial breaks. UHF and VHF with Cable and Satellites. Those galactic angels disseminating information and entertainment through 0's and 1's just binary bits of Earthly Life .
Click-click-click and you're no longer the one who burps and farts ; now instead you're Raymond (WHO EVERYBODY LOVES !! ) Yeah you're Raymond! You're Raymond!!! And everybody loves you!!! YAY!!!
TV Guide: it's Self-Help with masses wondering, "What'll I do these next couple of nights? Who will I be this evening ? "
Soap Operas calming housewives along with a glass of the introductory liquid for the day .
(They call it Mimosa with a pretty name to brighten it because the sun ain't so high in the sky. . .) Winky winky face , smiley giggle with a kiss on the cheek toots! Don't let the door boot your ass on the way out !!
The O. J. can be livened up with a dash of vodka; no one will understand the Degree Pursuing (DP) Collegiate Student who takes the morning-after grogginess off with another swig. And what were those li'l pills , Valium for when the wife gets drunk and throws herself around the house , what were those called? Ever tried to remember what you did last night with those things? and what was the one to wake you up ? You say you want some spring in your step ?
The EMT needs to know what you took. The man needs to know which pills you had. They want you to throw up . They wish for your heaving and gagging to produce puke and result in tangible vomit. Guhhh.
You're just sick right now because you had too much fun . If you'd listened to the wisdom of Beaver Cleaver and every other growing boy who's learned some tried'n'true teachings , or if your lessons-in-living have come to you through The Brady Bunch , well you must accept that any "perspective" and global-ness embodied has merely been communicated by actors and actresses while you sat in your own home staring at a screen .
And all of a sudden you get sick of it like you can't take this any longer not for another second not at all not another heartbeat and that's it there just period end kaput
click click Clickety click , hit the Guide button. . .
If it's a season kick-off it must be good ,
If it's Superbowl Sunday forget about it ,
If it's the one where Ross kisses Rachael it goes down in history ,
Or—if there's nothing on—oh wouldn't that be a nightmare!!—you go to the Showcase for a cinematic thrill-ride where colossal characters tower overhead while you snack on the yummy treats found in the lobby. And you'll order a soda pop to wash it all down. Miss Diet. . . Drink holders. Sticky floors. Digital THX Sound. Lots of Lumens. Air Conditioning. No Smoking. I don't smoke. Thank You. Oh baby this is Heaven !!
Previews: You'll start by spending your valuable time presently watching something you'll pay to see LATER !! We'll definitely watch it –SOME OTHER TIME!!! Let's see that –SOON!!!
Check the ticket. And choose a chair. Then you might think about the bathroom. Do you need to empty your bladder? Want to pee, by any chance?
You lay there in the fold-down seat and allow your mind to play for an hour or two or more but not usually more, and all you'll have is a ticket stub when the fun is over. Those momentary mementos and too-funny catchlines are lost in time. You're afraid to ask yourself, "Did I really learn anything or advance myself in some way ? " Have I not gained substantial insight from watching strangers recite the lines they were paid to recite while acting in such a way ?
It's sweeps week and you know what that means. . . Tivo, DirecTV, etc. etc. the assistants to Joe Johnson's pop-culture gathering, mmm hmm. Hit Info. ( if you don't have digital cable you can use the ol' hardcopy TV Guide if you still get that in the mail. . . who recieves that nowadays ? ) You can find most shows online. It's only 8:00 pm ? Oh line 'em up, baby !!
Your soul is a cluster of television screens .That brain of yours holds more information than a supercomuter !!
Do you remember America's Funniest Home Videos ?
Yes with Bob Saget : a show pushing footage of ordinary life but edited enough so that we only catch the comedy. No I don't want to see Susie open birthday presents or blow out candles on her big cake ; I want the scenario onscreen where she misses the piñata and knocks daddy in the nuts with the bat . It's the big bang of the universe baby with the audience gawking Oh-ho-ho-ho! And it's an interesting realm of our existence, this television, seeing as how the youthful (age : 0 to 12) will live out their fantasies before drifting off to sleep, each and every night, hugging a safety-bear tight and feeling achievement if they picked up a comical tid-bit from the show that everyone talks about. . .
Click. Click. And your Tivo is recording. And the clock is ticking.
TV: What's on tonight ? What's on Wednesdays ? Who's on ?
Looking back at a childhood where I lived through Saved by the Bell characters like Zack "The Man" who was gettin' down 'n' dirty with Kelly, and A.C. Slater who'd be on study-dates the great ah whatshername? the skinny blonde chick —oh and I almost forgot about Screech : present to share a wack-zane-arrific joke about having worn pajamas to school because he forgot to get dressed this morning. . . *DING-DING-DING* Time for class! You better get to class or Mr. Belding will be mad !!
Coming Soon
Higher High-Definition: so real you can feel it , so real the owner must FEED this atomic matter technology. Really real. Realer than real. Everyone's gonna be talking about this one !!
The Surround Sound of an Acoustic Perfection like an auditory Enlightenment with perfect harmonies flowing through your ears and to the target that is your musical heart for a most moving experience .
And they're working on a Sense-'o'-Smell Plug-in .
sniff sniff Go brush your Teeth hun !!
Sky's the Limit !!
Stay Tuned !!
Stay Tuned For More !!
More is coming Next !!
More is on the Way !!
Additional Content is in Transit !!
In summation I'll leave you with a question to ponder: How much of your own thought and emotion is best expressed with reference to, or with imagery from, a television character or movie figure or setting or moment where you watched others on a screen ? hmmm?
Our world promotes learning through tee-vee . . .
c) Jeffrey Marquis 2007
Thursday, May 24, 2012
Dr. Walker of WSU
Let the classroom mayhem come to an end, and let the seduction begin !!!
For I am a writer, and this is my CRAFT...
I break away from the 10th grade computer programming I was doing, and I begin expressing my deep love for the world through words and language !! making me very happy...
This is my CRAFT
This is my CRAFT
This is my CRAFT...
Have I told you about the days when I wrote soliloquies to amaze my Dr. Gibb's class (with the late Ashley Hannan...) - or have I told you about my Dr. Walker days when I amazed many with my "brilliant" Shawna essay ???
Dr. Walker, oh Dr. Walker, how you have witnessed the DOWNPLAY of my abilities with language since you've been in Heaven - Oh Sir - Dr. Walker it's a shame I'm not able to take your classes of English, but I assure you I pay attention to every word (in my writing...) and STRIVE to make a difference in this textual universe...
For I am a writer, and this is my CRAFT...
I break away from the 10th grade computer programming I was doing, and I begin expressing my deep love for the world through words and language !! making me very happy...
This is my CRAFT
This is my CRAFT
This is my CRAFT...
Have I told you about the days when I wrote soliloquies to amaze my Dr. Gibb's class (with the late Ashley Hannan...) - or have I told you about my Dr. Walker days when I amazed many with my "brilliant" Shawna essay ???
Dr. Walker, oh Dr. Walker, how you have witnessed the DOWNPLAY of my abilities with language since you've been in Heaven - Oh Sir - Dr. Walker it's a shame I'm not able to take your classes of English, but I assure you I pay attention to every word (in my writing...) and STRIVE to make a difference in this textual universe...
Monday, January 23, 2012
Angelina Jolie and Andy
Unsaddled perverseness mixed with salt,
and I assure you dear none of this is my fault.
What is or is not brandished mixed with pepper,
or what's ah-ah-Ah naughty with girls who will let her.
My greatest enemy, another poet casual with words,
maybe one who chooses words with no finesse.
(very unlike me...)
Casual interactions and their affairs,
causing the others on the outside to pull their hairs.
Pullin' those hairs like a bald man,
but you do what you can...
and I assure you dear none of this is my fault.
What is or is not brandished mixed with pepper,
or what's ah-ah-Ah naughty with girls who will let her.
My greatest enemy, another poet casual with words,
maybe one who chooses words with no finesse.
(very unlike me...)
Casual interactions and their affairs,
causing the others on the outside to pull their hairs.
Pullin' those hairs like a bald man,
but you do what you can...
To the Reader:
MILF's abroad enjoy my work,
but I can't say the same about you
Chalices unbantered soothe the steamship,
yet who are you to challenge me ?
The pine Elk grows and grows upward - where to ?
where to see, is what we see... and it will come soon...
Apparently I'm in an inquisitive frame-of-mind,
do you mind ?
(To the Reader: Do you like or dislike question-marks in poetry ?? ... me, I don't like them... I like strategic logic and telltale tattlesigns or something like in in what I peruse (read: "read"...)
I like how a certain "thing" is illustrated with beautiful language shining bright and tickling my tits with it's tongue, of beautiful language of course, and also evoking a magnificent spirit from within me being perfect itself with charming poise and trajecture...
Chandeliers combined with microwaves produce wavelengths of a wide spectrum,
and driving through the city late at night rattles potholes akin to our awakenings "late at night"
but I can't say the same about you
Chalices unbantered soothe the steamship,
yet who are you to challenge me ?
The pine Elk grows and grows upward - where to ?
where to see, is what we see... and it will come soon...
Apparently I'm in an inquisitive frame-of-mind,
do you mind ?
(To the Reader: Do you like or dislike question-marks in poetry ?? ... me, I don't like them... I like strategic logic and telltale tattlesigns or something like in in what I peruse (read: "read"...)
I like how a certain "thing" is illustrated with beautiful language shining bright and tickling my tits with it's tongue, of beautiful language of course, and also evoking a magnificent spirit from within me being perfect itself with charming poise and trajecture...
Chandeliers combined with microwaves produce wavelengths of a wide spectrum,
and driving through the city late at night rattles potholes akin to our awakenings "late at night"
Sunday, January 22, 2012
Her lines were "cleaner"...
Chalices unbantered soothe the steamship,
yesterday is nothing of a provocative spirit.
To me, personally, the whomp of a bat spins my soul,
but for who is foretold by the winding of a hamster wheel ??
Only the hamster.
Or maybe a rat,
or a gerbil,
or a gerbil up your ass, that's disgusting !!
Shocking !!!
Do NOT post that on a blogspot.com account, certainly, any day
You must be careful with your blogspot account,
never insult bald relatives, or gay individuals, ok?
(gay faggots)
yesterday is nothing of a provocative spirit.
To me, personally, the whomp of a bat spins my soul,
but for who is foretold by the winding of a hamster wheel ??
Only the hamster.
Or maybe a rat,
or a gerbil,
or a gerbil up your ass, that's disgusting !!
Shocking !!!
Do NOT post that on a blogspot.com account, certainly, any day
You must be careful with your blogspot account,
never insult bald relatives, or gay individuals, ok?
(gay faggots)
Saturday, January 21, 2012
Of Course I Didn't Rape Her...
From the man who writes you soliloquies here comes a symphony of alphabet-soup for you to enjoy...
Chick Chick Chick --chicka chick-ah-- chicken noodle soup for the soul... and poetry for the mind too...
Our intercranial atmosphere up top is integral to our wellbeing and functionality...
Enigma. Transcendence. Perfidity.
Classy nomenclatures at their best in our world,
how we do it good. better. best.
Tonight, Tonight
are you ok with that ?? c u l8r...
The thing I like about poetry is that it doesn't have to be a certain way, instead it can be profane or sexy - you can write about a fit girl "shaking it" and moving her body like at a dance club, with guys watching her...
Poetry can be evil - it can be about raping a younger cousin (obviously in jest, only an idiot would see it as truth...)
Chick Chick Chick --chicka chick-ah-- chicken noodle soup for the soul... and poetry for the mind too...
Our intercranial atmosphere up top is integral to our wellbeing and functionality...
Enigma. Transcendence. Perfidity.
Classy nomenclatures at their best in our world,
how we do it good. better. best.
Tonight, Tonight
are you ok with that ?? c u l8r...
The thing I like about poetry is that it doesn't have to be a certain way, instead it can be profane or sexy - you can write about a fit girl "shaking it" and moving her body like at a dance club, with guys watching her...
Poetry can be evil - it can be about raping a younger cousin (obviously in jest, only an idiot would see it as truth...)
Wednesday, January 11, 2012
Deftones - Sextape
"Two girls cast love spells and chase each other through time, space and dimension on a Friday night in their bedroom."
http://www.youtube.com/watch/?v=f0pdwd0miqs
http://www.youtube.com/watch/?v=f0pdwd0miqs
Tuesday, January 10, 2012
"The Shocker"
Bombshell comes as a Sad Shock, people, we have a shocker on our hands, like when you do that thing with your hand called "The Shocker" - remember ?? "Two in the Pink; One in the Stink" - when you do that on your girlfriend...
Me I never have - I like to keep it caual... like pleasantly aware a beautiful female likes it sweet - simply sweet, and pleasant too - with nothing inappropriate - of course not !!!
Rub on her feet with maybe some back-rubbing and rubbing and rubbing, and rubbing some more - it seems like there's a lot of rubbin' goin' on - well please allow the rub-rub-rub trend to continue with something perhaps a tad more intimate and you'll both be happy...
But - TRUST ME - on the "Shocker"...
Me I never have - I like to keep it caual... like pleasantly aware a beautiful female likes it sweet - simply sweet, and pleasant too - with nothing inappropriate - of course not !!!
Rub on her feet with maybe some back-rubbing and rubbing and rubbing, and rubbing some more - it seems like there's a lot of rubbin' goin' on - well please allow the rub-rub-rub trend to continue with something perhaps a tad more intimate and you'll both be happy...
But - TRUST ME - on the "Shocker"...
Saturday, January 7, 2012
FOR LATRENDA !!!
black girls are the butter that hold the toast to the knife,
they are like the sauce that holds the spice to the noodle
I'm just like that in your kitten-kaboodle...
I dig your drawing like a young preschooler with a blob for Mom
Like a designer camosile for the new wife who's a teacher
so you know a girl-of-a-girl I'd surely like to meet her
Like I'm always asking girls if they have any single friends !!!
oh ho ho ho, there's some pathetic truth right there
my dear,
deary-deary darling do you like sparkling water ???
Like Poland Springs or Perrier, I can treat you to a restaurant,
my dear LaTrenda...
ARE YOU A BIG SPENDA ??? - I surely hope not,
because I'm a penny pinching man of moderation...
I'm one of bedazzling any followers,
and tickling your body with flowers
Tickle. Tickle. Feel the petals,
on your stomach around your belly button *wink*
GOODBYE LATRENDA I WANT YOU TO LIVE YOUR LIFE TO THE FULLEST !!!
they are like the sauce that holds the spice to the noodle
I'm just like that in your kitten-kaboodle...
I dig your drawing like a young preschooler with a blob for Mom
Like a designer camosile for the new wife who's a teacher
so you know a girl-of-a-girl I'd surely like to meet her
Like I'm always asking girls if they have any single friends !!!
oh ho ho ho, there's some pathetic truth right there
my dear,
deary-deary darling do you like sparkling water ???
Like Poland Springs or Perrier, I can treat you to a restaurant,
my dear LaTrenda...
ARE YOU A BIG SPENDA ??? - I surely hope not,
because I'm a penny pinching man of moderation...
I'm one of bedazzling any followers,
and tickling your body with flowers
Tickle. Tickle. Feel the petals,
on your stomach around your belly button *wink*
GOODBYE LATRENDA I WANT YOU TO LIVE YOUR LIFE TO THE FULLEST !!!
Tuesday, January 3, 2012
Fight Club quote
"Maybe self-improvement isn't the answer.... Maybe self-destruction is the answer."
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