20080531-Gagging Cough

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A gagging spell of spewing rice;
Left nostril left some whitest rice;
Snorking and hacking, inside and out;
Something was stuck, I had no doubt;

An email sent, twelve, forty P.M;
Symbolic thought, a guardian gem;
I raised both arms into the air;
I knew it was him, his answered prayer.

A short poem about gagging on some food in my mouth from lunch of bar-be-que. As per a Filipino superstition, anytime someone gags this bad it mean someone is thinking about the person.

Copyright © 2008 by Fluffy von der Flynn. All rights reserved.

20080530-God Smack

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Am I better than you because I believe in my God and not yours?

No! Under no circumstances must you believe you are better than anyone else just because you believe in your ‘G-d’. That is dividing people.

What difference does it make if I choose to call the God I worship a different name than the God you worship?

There is no difference!

What difference does it make if you choose not to believe in A God at all?

No. We cannot get along. This is not the design. We are not clones of each other. Rather we are expressions of ‘G-d’ — love, hate, anger, fear, etc… We learn to tolerate the differences.

20080529-Daily Diary

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honking geese flying by towards westwards , s.f. direction. honking honking. 06:35PM.

weather freezing. cold. wind blowing. through bedroom window seeing tree branches swaying.

I hate morons and pete. I hate fat people too. bunch of moo cows!

20080529-Avoid Alleged

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You see? People are good at denying any allegations brought forth for public scrutiny. From the women denying any alleged sexual abuses at the FDL compound to Condi Rice denying any allegations from a former White House spokesman, Scott McClellan, this is how truly powerful and very deceptive TPTB operate.

This is what I know about other personal issues that I’ve all but stopped reporting as rants via my weblog site. This as with my other futile research is fact, unsubstantiated by ludicrous lack of evidence, mostly verbal. This is why I cannot speak. This is why I cannot rant freely, knowing the intelligence community know of my other public persona.

Even the complaints and sentiments from family members and relatives alike about anything (that doesn’t seem to go ‘right’ but only as ‘wrong’ in the eyes and ear-holes of the recipients) go unheeded. This is why the truth by outspoken bloggers (like me), who rant about what appears nonsense, will be buried. The truth will be buried with me.

The truth will be buried with other whistleblowers and truth-sayers. (Is this even a word?) Anyway, the truth about everything regarding conspiracy theories (from aliens and UFO’s to chemtrails and other nefarious activities by covert government entities) will never be disclosed to the faint of heart, the normal naysayers and skeptical, non-believing debunkers.

Only a few will be ‘enlightened’ — the open minded, free willed souls; while normal, everyday folks (the mostly ‘have-nots’) go about their ‘I’m too tired to care about you except myself’ business of having fun and entertainment, getting married and making babies and living life’s drama, oblivious to things that other’s ‘in the know’ take for granted.

Connecting the dots is a fun game and for TPTB their worldwide version of game is to keep most of the minions oblivious to their hidden agendas. Whatever truth is presented by way of books, media or other means of communications is meant to allow the stupid ones to learn the hard way. Once that knowledge is obtained, in the end noone will believe. For most it is one’s word against the other.

Copyright © 2008 by Fluffy von der Flynn. All rights reserved.

20080527-Jumping Jerk

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Jumping the boat, jumping allusion
Looking for help by her confusion
Hoping for nothing, only gloomy dim
Expecting freedom, moved out a whim 

Jumping to bed, jumping conclusion
Wanting to wed, a happy illusion
Getting married, ‘its all up to him’
Expecting ‘ever after’, out on a limb.

Copyright © 2008 by Fluffy von der Flynn. All rights reserved.