The Left Column
autumn nowSept 23, 2017
dunt dun dunttt
blah blah blah blah Onward into the storied evening!
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Here is today's pretty poem:
forest river fountain park hillside walkway two weeks of gloom and rain . . .
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glossary of what's next♥♥? :
Be nice to yourself and others. What other choice?
What we have done What we have failed to do.
♥♥ Praise ♥♥ the ♥♥ Lord ♥♥ !! end of column
The Message Column
The statues represent the children lead to fight for a failing cause Violence in the name of politics is political failure
Know-it-all-will-tell ya goes on about how in a healthy forest the low parts are always boggy and swampish in the wet season . . .
What is the purpose of finding? everyone ought to have an answer to this when they are looking. looking? looking for an answer? looking for an answer? what is the purpose of your answer? looking? just to find? if you don't know what you are looking for . . . then how do you know it when you find it? Obvously people know. Such confusion is merely a polemic. It's a bit. Some people fall into it. They get confused. They follow a 'cause'. Later on, those who promote such a cause dump them for rich foreigners who they bring in with great dreams of happy future and call you a racist for noticing. When there is enough for everyone why do some people still try to take it all for themselves?
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Oh tiny font nonsense, just because your letters are smaller doesn't mean you have some alternative importance.
Praise Praise Praise the the the Lord Lord Lord! for because Easter He's so awesome! welcome to The Message Column!
Is it obvious parody or News or both?
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Kafka was a dillhole, Orwell was a submissive? depends on who you ask. . .
Tear down the ugly statues of your own delusions, stop the obcession with the dead past.
Sept. 1, 2017
delight in the delete.
Remember the Sultana!
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Praise Praise Praise the the the Lord Lord Lord for his for his for his unfailing unfailing unfailing love! love! love! well, little else now.
The Right Column
12:06 PM Sept 25, 2017 Purpose and relevance. Shedding bad habits. Picking off burdock. choose your velcro. Mitigate the tildal collecting, shed the dead skin. Begin again. Somethings never change nothing need stay the same
Catch the Cure!
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Praise the Lord!
I got nothing more
Poem Shards Jullsies mind was very closed so she thought she'd put in a causeway to it Wednesday evening in the tony shore neck at the harbor she buys something that will break as soon as she places it in her yard some saturday with resentment. It's a long walk to the town and the heart ridge that is all along it. And no one says a word as she walks between falsehood and lies she is cold now though it's 88 degrees she is hungery now even though she never misses a meal she is lustful now even though no one will have her she is angry now that someone would write a poem about it if she only had some more of those pills more of those pills he had to take them away from her she took it away from him then (not really saying directly what she did to him) and she wasn't ever going to give it back. So she sent him off to go live with his brother it wasn't important she wasn't going to open up and tell anyone the truth of how she felt let it alone. It's all a big deal now she's so lonely but he won't come home. 🚦 🚧 🚨 🚩 🚪 🚫 🚬 🚭 🚮 🚯 🚰 🚱 🚲 🌛 🌑 🌒 🌓 🌔 🌕 🌖 🌗 🌘 🌙 🌚 🌛 🌜 🌝. 🚤 🚥 sometimes there is beauty within the fragments . . . 🌜🌜🌜🌝🌛🌛🌛 Sprongg . . . onng . . . ongg ga Her tired morning seems more like poetry than anything you can find on a blog. Bark Bark. Bark Bark. Tree Bark Bark. Bark Bark. Dog 🌑 🌒 🌓 🌔 🌕 🌖 🌗 🌘 🌙 🌚 🌛 🌜 🌝. 🚤 🚥 Woof and woe🌝 🌑 🌒 🌓 🌔 🌕 🌖 🌗 🌘 🌙 🌚 🌛 🌜 🌝. 🚤 🚥
Jersey Shore . . .!Bill Perilli, writer of all of the things on this blog. 🌜🌜🌜🌝🌛🌛🌛 Dead men post no bail and they don't weep and they don't wail They don't know what's going on and if you sing they don't sing along and if they did you'd run away it'd be very scary like Halloween day
What does one do with old software books? I'm packing them into bankers boxes. I'm going to stack them against a wall. Some of them were very useful. It serves no purpose to throw these away. Some of them are still useful, though it's easier to do it on line now.
May 10, 2017
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