when i was younger
i wanted to charge around
i feel like i want

to recover these
days but i want to feel i
can charge about

again

each day goes on like
a film segment and each new
day is a new day

at the studio
we all call life, movies in
the mind tell the tale

wasted days and so
many wasted nights and still
the jokes keep coming

"Will somebody get this girl
off our car?"

- Bob Dylan

well you know what God
dash it all major funny
funny funny stuff!

Vinegar and salt
potato chips remind me
of old scrotal sweat.

Why does "bad haiku"
sound like poems that give you
a happy ending?

Why Anonymous?
Is it that you are ashamed?
I know I would be.

The poem is best
that has nothing to say and
still makes your ass clench.

hey mamaliga!!!!!!

Walt Disney....not dead!
Suspended animation
He will rise again

i don't like the rain
on certain days not because
it is bad but it

can drag a body
down, other days it is just
what i needed then

notify me when
we cancel out artificial
intelligence with

all natural flavours

the more silly i sound
and the more i like to hear
myself talk well it

will cancel itself
out how rediculous this
whole poem can be

sounds rediculous
but psychopaths do to us
who are anal and

german decended
I'm just german maybe kurt
will say hi from the

great beyond in his
big Saab dealership on the
other side...btw

i like Saabs

I used to steal books
from Waldens and B. Dalton's
to sell at sci-fi expos.

mid nineteen eighties.
nine hundred dollars big cash
for two teenagers.

We also ripped off
a large Salvation Army
collection kettle.

Snuffleupagus
objectified testicles
indefinitely.

how many times have i said that

too many to count

actually conciously
letting go of all this, chats
and not talking just

doing, people can
be depressing confusing
it might be time to

vanish even if
the plan of "vanishing"
is the subject of

some part of this, and
what inspires it, it is time
to say goodbye again

someone mentioned the
idea of blowing up a zen
garden, i know

zen anything is
seen as temporary but
that's just a damn blast

i always think im
gonna have some profound thing
to say and then i dont

Hey y'all wanna buy
Some of these pills
Make your loads bigger

http://chrispaul654.livejournal.com/271.html

the marathon as
the life passage from youth to
midlife crisis...ciao

i dont ever think walden pond and latex pony girls have ever been used in the same poem before though

and i quote, ahem

"LoL"

i dont know if i
should be amused or a tad
horrified, i think

its why older folks
drop the weird stuff and pick up
golf in their old age

life isnt dull, its stuff
that the novelty wears off
and one might realize

what we had in the
first place was all the more worth
more than 30 pieces

of silver or 25
dollar chuck e cheese coupons
the pearl of great price

War and Xans do good
Adderall can't compete
You are addicted

I got internet
I look up latex pony
Girls and furry porn

Sorry vhs
But if you get bored with life
PBS is good

Foreskin was removed
By a Jewish man with knife
They didn't keep it

I was going to be an astronaut
But I figured it'd be too hard
So I thought, fuck it
I'll make documentaries about
Oatmeal and related topics
And sell them to PBS
Who will in turn target
The nursing home demographic

What is this life
why am I alive
what is happening

latex dragons and
bored relationships with shiny
outfits...give me walden

over all this shit

Global warming climate change ocean acidification Great Barrier Reef death shrinking ice caps extreme storms Kardashians on Trump's White House Cabinet Kim Jong-un's Sponge Bob underpants

asexual

a world without sex

just oatmeal documentaries

penis, vagina
and repetitive motion
yep, reproduction

I want some muddafuggin pie!
Now!

Just do it.
Why ask why?
Celebrate the moments of your life.
It keeps going and going and going...
Good to the last drop.

time marches on
whether we do the to do list
or do not do it

Excuse me, I forgot my shoes.

Aenesthetization until equilibrium.
Puny pugnacious penile people.
Bide time. Bought time. Bed time.
And all your money won't another.
Stairways collapse.
Familiarity of warm fondled testicles.
Contemptuous attractor. Just an actor.
Nuclear reactor. Word dissociation.
Fissile dictionary.
A few moments of forgotten life.
Distraction much appreciated.

the days off don't last
long enough but time is short
others try to live

their lives through those who
are outside of themselves and
do not live their own

i think i just had
a stupid dog moment where
someone threw me a

frisbee and rather
than catching it it hit me
in the head, fell down

flag.txt where art thou

my beautiful

my love

eh i liked my drink
of martinis once or twice
but gotta get some

health back before i
do that sort of thing again
and sitting not good...

words create something
imagination waiting
spark of life around

Anthropromorphic !
Disagree? Well, sniff the truth!
Drink Gin and Vermouth

vanity, vanity
all is vanity, and the old
lesson thus learned

need to read candide for the first time
hobbits, dragons and weird monster girls are not condusive to historical knowledge in...pure form...

i have no idea what im talking about

VHS...
Not quite true.
Candide was more of a search for happiness.
The characters traveled the world, had known riches, war, poverty, sorry, feast and famine... but they were never truly happy.
Then at the end they settled down after reuniting and took up some craft or profession and found happiness.
I really think the moral of the story is that happiness comes from finding something you enjoy and are good at and doing it. And don't rely too much on external crap like money, sex, drugs, good clothes, good food, and clandestine relationships with farm animals.
Gump on the other hand... the moral of the story was be true to yourself and be good to others, try to stay positive and don't let life get you down and good things will happen. Even clandestine relationships with farm animals. That was in the directors cut. Nothing like seeing Hanks getting butt reamed by a boar hog.
But Candide is WAY funnier than the directors cut of Gump, even that scene where Sally Fields walks in on Tom Hanks having fun with that jar of old mayonnaise.
Peace!

i heard someone talk
about Candide some time ago
on here, i think of

him as sort of the
progenitor to the one
known as Forrest Gump

Judas selling out
Jesus, but out of silver...
Chuck E. Cheese tickets