i can hear them CHANTING and YODELING and.....

LAMENTING......
right inside of MY LIVING ROOM....
they just have NO BOUNDARIES.....
and they are draped, from head to tow, in those black robes.....
and their faces are covered.....
and......
 I CAN'T........I JUST CAN'T......

i don't want to feel what i feel.....
'violated'...'unprotected'.....'victimized'......

i want to feel big, pink buckets of LOVE....
for ALL MANKIND......

but i can't.....

they blow things up , for god's sake !!!

there is NO ROOM FOR ERROR,
 when it comes to these people......
one 'RANDOM' mis 'step'.......
and you are,
 literally,
 BLASTED into thousands of pieces of
flesh and sinew and SHARDED glass......
and EYEBALL SOCKETS.....

just because you walked into a
PIZZA PARLOR
or a cafe or a
 BARNES AND NOBLE...........

what kind of MISGUIDED world are we living in,
where they are attempting to have
'DIALOGUES'
 with these people ???

dialogues to WHAT END ??

perhaps the writing seems inappropriate or HATEFUL.....

it's NOT.......

it's SAD and frustrated and continuously shocked......

by the audacity of the people who
 SEEM
 to be in power.....

I DON'T WANT TO LIVE IN FEAR.......
I DESPERATELY DON'T WANT MY CHILDREN TO LIVE IN FEAR.........

and further......

I DON'T WANT A FREAKING FALAFEL !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

JUST STOP THE INCESSANT 'YODELING' !!!!!!!!!!

blue sky and hamburgers are on the menu....

as memorials are revisited.....
blue.....
to match the flag....
the flag(s)....:}
we remember our men and women who fought,
 in order to sustain our
ability to
 CHOOSE THE WRONG CANDIDATE !!!!
:}}

nonetheless.....

freedom is golden.....
and the swimming pool is crystaline....
and our hair gets a bit 'frizzy'....
but so what !!
we are FREE....

free to live.....
free to choose.....
free to inherit the 'good ness' that, ultimately, is HUMANITY.....

'they', the tadpoles,
 are just lagging behind,
 my fellow patriots....
plain and simple...

'THEY' CANNOT  BE AS

 'QUICK ON THE UPTAKE'

as WE are......

perhaps we can feel some semblence of 'PITY'...
or weirdly,
EMPATHY.....
or maybe just TOLERANCE........

if only
THEY'D GET THE F**K OUT OF OUR WAY !!!!

and as push came to shove.....

the barn door was, FINALLY,  opened wide....
and ALL THE PIGS came piling out......
falling all over one another......
as their fat , short legs became intertwined .....
and a kind of 'TWISTER FOR PIGS' occurred....
it was NOT a pretty sight !

all the while......
the crowd cheered and cried and guffawed.....
as they had been waiting for soooo long
 to witness the calamitous 'circus'......

and the PIGS wore badges of honour, hanging from
blue ribbons....
as they had, in fact, won them in the
'HOGs GONE WILD' competition,
only last year.....

it's quite interesting, really,
 how dillusional a PIG can become.....
the king of HELL.....in a way.....

victorious only in that SWINE CONTEST.....
but ANY ATTENTION was better than NO ATTENTION......

so the crowd threw corn cobs and live 'feed' and frog's legs.....
at the PINK BEASTS.......

and the radio played,
 "he ain't heavy......he's my brother"......

and in summation, one would have to agree....

that it may be better, after all is said and done......
to keep one's 'snout clean'.......

if you're a pig......

she had a mouth like a truck driver....

 this was FACT.....
NOT OPINION...:}
and yet,
 her verbiage,
 her ability to create a vignette.....
from words alone....
was impeccable.....

nonetheless....
she could simply NOT
 pull back those 'punches'......
in the way that the others seemed to....
for 'fear' and 'hesitation' were most certainly not
part of her genetic code.....

'sugar coated 'niceties''
were foreign objects to her.....

and she had paid the price,
 INDEED
for most of her life....
 for these
 'indiscretions of speech'........
of 'decorum'.....
for these BREACHES IN ETIQUETTE...


and somehow,
inadvertantly...

she had SEVERELY 'MISLED' the crowd....
**
(important to note here that
the crowd were a  'simple people'...
their vision, poor things, was limited.....
they could NOT see through the extraneous 'silliness').....
TRY AS THEY WOULD....

hence.....
it 'appeared' as though
 she was NOT,
 perhaps,
 'WORTHY' or 'MERITOUS' of the gold.....
( of the 'alchemized' gold)......

the very gold that SHE, herself, HAD ALCHEMIZED !!

but in point of fact,
there was NOONE MORE WORTHY .....
and so.....

 as the marionettes began to 'fiddle' that old song...
her 'MASTER TEACHERS' appeared....
and began to suck and vacuum
 ANYTHING and EVERYTHING of 'lower' calibration.......
 DIRECTLY 'OUT' of her energetic field.....
(approximately TEN MILES in all directions).....

UP AND DOWN THE 'VERTICAL CHANNEL', to be precise.......

and her face became 'ANGELIC' in its beauty....
soft.....childlike.....
and her EYES were,
 once again,
 POOLS OF GREEN and BLUE liquid......
hypnotic.....
all-knowing......
young.....
and exceptionally 'GOOD'.....

she had been imbued with a gift....
she could, in fact,
create SOMETHING from NOTHING.....
a rare gift indeed......

A 'CHERISHED' GIFT......
that 'they' couldn't help but sense,
 when they were in her presence......

but what should she do NOW ?
the question truly plagued her.....

for she could MOVE MOUNTAINS,
psychokinetically.....

this was a GIVEN......

she could predict the outcome of the
 'superfluous melodrama'.....
YEARS in advance....

perhaps it was not a GIFT after all.....

i mean, seriously....

who really wants to KNOW EVERYTHING ?

it hurts....
it bruises...

and it had set her apart from the others.....
to be sure.....

A 'complex and multi dimensional' GIFT.....

WORLD PEACE, indeed,
seemed, somehow,
 within reach....

what to do ??

so she did what she always did.......
when needing time to process the data.....

she wished her 'fair readers'........

"SHABBAT SHALOM"
 from her perch inside her 'ivory tower'....:}}

and as, "I TOLD YOU SO"......

came temptingly close to
 'ROLLING OUT OF MY MOUTH'......
i swallowed that
 'idiom'.....
washed it back with
a thick, cold schlitz...
pressed it wayyyy back into my 'LARYNX'.....
and kept it there....
 (momentarily anyway !)...

for it appears
THAT,
 in the very end of the day....
people will follow their OWN, SAD path....
adhering ONLY,
 and i do mean ONLY,
 to their 'UNIQUE' set of beliefs and values....
regardless of 'external input'......
REGARDLESS OF CASUALTIES.....
REGARDLESS OF HISTORY....

the hienas are LAUGHING HYSTERICALLY.....
as 'roadkill sandwiches' are served up......
with plenty of mustard....
on buns made of the finest 'leather'...

i can't remember where the silly,  'old hen'.....
left her hairspray !!!

or where the shofar was blown during the
" yom kippur war".....

nonetheless........
WE 'ATONE' FOR OUR SINS......

scripted and 'so ordered'.....

DILEMMA unfolding......

it is 'DESPERATELY UNJUST'....
 at very least....
to be in a PERPETUAL STATE.....
of
'quagmire' and dilemma.....

nail-biting, teeth clenching 'DILEMMA'.....

the human condition is FRAUGHT
with issue and circumstance
and PROBLEMATIC
 'yuckiness'.....

to the extent that we become
 essentially
 paralyzed....
 by
 'detail' and 'pomp'......
hence....
we worry and dissect and analyze and consider.....
ad nauseum....

we fall asleep with
the weight of the WORLD
on our very small shoulders...
only to wake up and realize....
that the weight has turned to 'TONNAGE'......

and that we need a 'FORKLIFT',
JUST IN ORDER TO GET OUT OF BED !!

and to what end, my friends ?

what can OUR sleepless nights really do,
 in order to aid in the 'rehabilitation' of
 'THE GREATER GOOD' ?
puzzling and eratic thoughts stream from our
 'dream state'.....
directly into our state of
 awakening......
and so on.......

and we continue upon this path of
'absurdly, quantified 'repetition''.....
quite predictably so.....

where will the FALLOUT take place ?

when will the BELL, in fact, TOLL ?

and for WHOME ?

you walk in.....

and sit down...

and then 'they' walk in .....

and before you know it,

 the avalanche
 of information
 comes spilling ALL OVER you......

ALL AROUND YOU....

in 'technicolor'.....
wet, dripping technicolor......
graphic and explicit and somehow,
 'heartwrenching'......

 the words and sentiments are being 'hurled' at you....

shocking you,

but NOT....

and you knew it !!

you knew it !!!

but try as you would to make them listen,
they just COULDN'T hear you.......

UCH !!

and now....
there's this MESS of casualty and debris.....
for YOU to clean up !!!

as if !!

you could have made such a profound impact on them,
 had they just let you in......

and now they are sad and alone.....

with your words ,
echoing in their ears....
ringing and reverberating in their heads....

and you don't even have the DESIRE to GLOAT.....
because you FEEL sympathy for them.......

they would be surprised, indeed,
 at what  you feel......

AHHH......

such is life .....

survival of the fittest.....

and you, woman,
 are in EXTREME, SURVIVAL MODE !!!

all is not lost.....

perhaps, through some kind of 'miraculous osmosis',
 they can achieve this mode as well.....

here's hoping.... :}

may they be blessed with the light of redemption and clarity....