The After Effect

Keith Andersen:
Hi welcome to Channel 9 news I'm Keith Andersen
There's some major breakthroughs going on in Walden
And a lot to recap for those who just tuned in
Walden farmers signed with Raleigh's Tobacco Company
In a measure to preserve the town's economy
But the bulk of the wealth went to the CEOs at Raleigh
So Neil Zimmerman unionized the farm hands
And sent a message to Raleigh of their demands
But this simple act cost them their jobs and their lands
Exploited, unemployed and homeless contributed to higher economic unrest
Deprived of power and means they salted their former farms in protest
Now Raleigh's Company will lose profits buying new land in which to invest

My Youtube idea All Sheldons Have Asperger Syndrome

I plan on recording audio to the All Cats Have Asperger Syndrome by Kathy Hoopman and adding a scene from The Big Bang Theory featuring Sheldon acting in accordance with each page of the book. Taking 67 pages into 67 scenes will be hard since only the first season is on DVD and I don't have a video burner to take clips and edit in audio but in September the second season comes out and I already have about half the scenes picked out.

New Jobs

Thoreau:
I found a new job with decent pay
In a town just fifty miles away
We can pack and be there today
Fossey:
Do you know if Neil and Pegi will make it okay
Is there a place for them to stay
Thoreau:
For now they're going to live with his brother in Green Bay
Unfortunately there's not much agricultural opportunity
As it is we're both moving to a bigger city
But at least they're both a green community

Movie Idea "Bloom Of Youth"

Genre: Coming of Age Drama
Plot: A depressed teenage Jehovah's Witness has to learn to deal with being middle of the road watching some friends go to missionary school and others getting disfellowshipped. Spending his days at community college coasting through wondering how his spirituality is and where to find love and acceptance
Characters:
Peter Gilliam-shy main character forced between two lanes
Mary Gilliam-older saintly sister of Peter
Susan Gilliam-younger more social sister of Peter
Mickey Jones-close friend who moves away
David Chapman-secondary friend who later gets disfellowshipped for premarital sex
George Starkey-replacement friend who gets disfellowshipped for smoking
Jonathon Melkin-older friend of Peter who goes to missionary school
Paul Dole-friend who goes to Bethel
Cynthia Dawson-girl of Peter's affection with a mother who is a Witness and an ever absent father who isn't
Beth Kidman-school friend of Susan who studies to be a Witness and is involved in human rights, green culture, and gun control
Scene Sequence:
1) Years of insignificant youth reviewed in first person
2) Warming up to the congregation
3) No child friends except Mickey and David Peter befriends the elders
4) Enthusiastic burst of theocratic energy in the door to door ministry
5) First days of school (kindergarten)
6) Getting use to stupid questions from students (how come every grade every holiday and birthday)
7) Trying to connect with Mickey and David
8) Mary Gilliam is baptized and joins missionary school
9) Mickey and Peter connect video games, bikes and books
10) Susan befriends Cynthia and many other young girls in the congregation
11) Peter bonds with Jonathon and Paul who are 10 years his senior
12) Peter invites David to join in who reluctantly joins in
13) Years of bonding formed as they get into growing genres of music and film
14) The desires of youth set in the hearts of Peter, David, and Mickey
15) Peter tries to win the affection of Cynthia
16) Mickey announces his family is moving to Massachusettes
17) The big move
18) George is added to the group
19) Further failed attempts to win Cynthia's affection
20) A final rejection
21) Bullied at school for not saluting the flag during wartime
22) Nice women worldly women with abusive worldly boyfriends make Peter question the stigma of interfaith relationships
23) Father figure and long time friend Jonathon announces he will do missionary work in Africa
24) Peter meets Beth through Susan' Bible study with her and Peter and Beth connect over philosophy, theology, social events and art
25) George gets disfellowshipped for smoking
26) Peter and Beth bond at school lunch
27) Peter finds out Cynthia is dating a school bully and suspects she is sleeping with him
28) Peter hangs out with David talking about how he feels about Beth and what he thinks about Cynthia
29) Paul Dole volunteers at the Watchtower Tract Society
30) The goodbye
31) Lonely nights of teen angst
32) Peter finds out David is getting disfellowshipped for premarital sex
33) Peter phones in door to door ministry work feeling like a phony
34) Peter confronts elders about his feelings of alienation but nothing supportive can be said that Peter feels applicable
35) Vague ambiguous ending of Peter tormented by options of his future tries to ride away on his bike but gets lost in circles

Paths

Pegi:
Now that, that is done where do we go from here?
Farmer Neil:
The answer to that is never really clear
You just got to prepare to face the fear
Thoreau:
Whatever will be will just be
We are not the masters of reality
We choose our paths without seeing the destiny

No Offense Taken "Everybody Expects...(a tribute to Monty Python)"

(doorbell ringing)
Man: (gets off the couch to the door) Oh my god it's those damn Witnesses again (answers the door to two ordinarily dressed men) Oh thank God I thought you guys were Jehovah's Witnesses
Knocker One: I know (two men undress into suit clothing) EVERYBODY EXPECTS JEHOVAH'S WITNESSES!!!
Man: (whining) Why must you do this?
Knocker Two: For a very basic reason Scriptural Command!
Knocker One: And concern for the well being of man's relationship with God!
Knocker Two: And faith in God's will!
Knocker One: And rigorous routine.
Knocker Two: And because we don't have much else to do (Man shuts door and reenters house)
Knocker One: Oh crap I left my magazines in the car (leaves)
Knocker Two: We'll be right back (follows Knocker One)

Pegi's Lament

Pegi:
Goodbye my dear Walden
And to all the memories held in
Did our innocence have to end?
Fossey:
The innocence had already died
Evil converted good men to the dark side
Now in lamentation penance is applied

A Personal Ad

In a little while I will try to make it as a writer by first publishing with Author House and move into screenplays by joining the Writer's Guild of America. And when or if I ever get to make films or have bestselling books I would like the following female celebrities to meet me because I always dreamed of meeting an artistic/expressive person to fall in love with and everybody has celebrity crushes usually more than a few so don't think low of me for this list of hopefuls, but meet me if you want especially if you are on my dream girlfriend list
(five deal breakers: smokers (strict rule), alcoholics, actively pro-choice (personal value but okay if you don't agree so long as you don't plan on having an abortion), gun freaks (another personal value), eating disorder (I've been through that drama personally), racist (another personal value))
Brief reasons for this selection between their name and their picture

Mandy Moore
ecological
religious upbringing
suffers depression (relate-able)
simply beautiful
honor student
musical
sense of humor

America Ferrera
beautiful complexion and figure
sense of humor

Amanda Bynes
sense of humor
honor student
plain hot

Jordin Sparks
religious upbringing
musical
great figure and complexion

Heather Kuzmich
beautiful
Asperger's Syndrome (strong common factor)
same area of interests video games, art

Katy Perry
religious upbringing (despite reputation)
great figure
sense of humor

Salt March

Thoreau:
We will make sure tobacco production comes to a halt
We shall pour on our polluted land twelve trucks full of salt
The chemical waste planted in the dirt already shows who's at fault
Farmer Neil:
Tobacco bamboozled us out of our land
Forced into a situation we couldn't understand
Where our lives we mistrusted in their command
We've poisoned Mother Earth
And she can now no longer give birth
We mistook her and what she's worth
Thoreau:
So the salt is for the mourning of the unborn
A reminder to us what we've yet to learn
And until the day we do we are doomed and forlorn

No Offense Taken "President Wartime Press Conference"

Interviewer: Mr. President you say God told you to go ahead with the war?
President: Yes He told me He would back this war for it was part of His plan.
Interviewer: He said it was part of His plan?
President: Yes it was prophesied specifically in the Bible.
Interviewer: Where at?
President: In Revelation
Interviewer: What is the context of this prophesy?
President: Something about Armageddon I believe He said

Wives

Pegi:
Fossey did you hear what Thoreau and Neil planned today?
They're going to ruin the fields with a dozen salt trunks on their way
Fossey:
Yeah a national stunt to get the nation to hear what we have to say
Pegi:
You're okay with our farm's desecration?
Fossey:
It's not desecration it's a demonstration
Anyway the soil's tainted by the chemicals of that evil corporation
The soil's already unfit to grow vegetable produce
Raleigh saw to it tobacco would be it's only use
We are not destroying something we didn't already lose

Movie Idea "President Caesar"

Genre: Political Drama (or an accidental satire)
Plot: A secret Republican committee seeks to destroy the re-election for reformist Democratic President by using illegal resources and tactics such as document fraud, phone tapping, blackmail etc. Once destroyed politically the President is missing and the Vice President makes a martyr out of him giving his party even greater power to the shock of the Republicans
Characters:
President Michael Leonardo Kahn-Democratic president who is destroyed by a false note to start a war with Israel (Julius Caesar)
Vice President Max Little-Democratic vp who immortalized Pres. Kahn (Marc Anthony)
Representative Nigel Cavett-Missourian Republican (Cassius)
Senator John Brooks-Arizonian Republican (Brutus)
Scene Sequence:
1) Televised speech to the nation about his new tax reform plan with Congress beside him while Nigel talks to John between breaks about growing power being handed over to the Democratic Party
2) Nigel and John discuss matters in a secret caucus persuading John that although there are no grounds for impeachment President Kahn needs to be impeached before he abuses his power
3) Nigel schemes with conspirators save for John on how to take down the President
4) The scheme is formally announced to John Brooks getting his approval secretly taped
5) The conspirators record phone conversations between the President and the Tobacco Lobby and find nothing incriminating
6) False documentation of President Kahn adding his name to a list of Klansmen in the Portland Oregon district
7) Proof of its fraud is found out as Klansmen denounce any connection with him
8) A Washington madam claims to have the President as a client
9) Scandal falls apart as the story lacks consistency
10) John's wife tries to console him assuming he's worried about his own re-election while John nearly confesses everything to her
11) John goes to withdraw from the conspiracy only to find out he cannot
12) The group's final effort is a forged document of the President saying he wants to wage war on Israel to keep good ties with the oil industry
13) The document is linked to Israeli ambassadors who notify the prime minister
14) Pres Kahn tries damage control by taking Air Force One to Israel to speak to the prime minister
15) News reports Air Force One is missing
16) Vice President addresses mourning nation taking the President's place in his absence
17) Distressed by the turn of events each conspirator pays homage to the President as a cover up
18) Conspirators worry John Brooks won't cooperate and seek him out
19) Sen John Brooks is abducted and threaten with exposure from the tape
20) Worried speculation increases as John keeps tight lipped and recluse
21) In a studio the congressmen alter the voices on the tape except John Brooks
22) John Brooks resigns from the race
23) Nigel talks to John privately finds out John knew about the tapes by then and doesn't care just wants to distance himself from the whole situation
24) Knowing it is inevitable he drops out too
25) John Brooks blows the whistle on the conspiracy to the American public (the false note of war not the airplane missing which is till a mystery)
26) The next day John and Nigel are killed in a cover up as Pres. Kahn returns from his African hiding resort as planned and plays along with the theory of his abduction by Muslim terrorists

Carthage

Thoreau:
Hey Neil how is it going looking for a new location?
Farmer Neil:
That depends on if I can get a new vocation
Thoreau:
What about your original avocation
Farmer Neil:
Farmers today can't get enough work in the independent market
And corporations really don't learn to forgive and forget
And every industry has tobacco ties who deem me a threat
Thoreau:
Well when in Rome do as the Romans I say
Salt the ground like Carthage you've lost it anyway
You may not take down tyrants but you don't have to obey
Farmer Neil:
You're right they may now legally own the land
But they still have no authority to demand
Everything they got was at our command

Poetry Post 311 (soon to retire)

Free Verse Of A Trapped Mind
My parents are hypocrites
They give an illusion of options
With implicit boundaries
They want me to be them
When they rejected their parents
Where's the justice
It's lost in cruel irony
God gave me free will
But no one wants me to exercise it
So screw my free will and give me death

Artistic Disclaimer
I'm not self indulgent just self reflective
I write strictly of my own perspective
I am not a stooge or a corporate fool
I use the mass media as my tool
Whatever I say I speak true
I never waiver in my point of view
And from speaking truth I shall never cease
Because I have too far to go till I reach my masterpiece

Poetic Farewell
My writings of poems has come to an end
Now to the readers searching for a friend
This volume to you I send
Now as the ink pen of my brain runs dry
And life goes on passing me by
To you loyal readers I say goodbye

Legal Theft

Thoreau:
Something is wrong with the world today
If a company can just take another man's life away
Any lone criminal would of had hell to pay
But the laws protect mafias, pirates and mobs
As they steal another's wealth by taking their jobs
Larceny is lawful depending on who robs
But now's the time this is the hour
I see the dangers from the watchtower
Now is the changing of the guards a changing of power

Movie Idea "Royalty Roulette"

Genre: Dark Comedy (a la Ben Stiller)
Plot: 12 famed musicians meet in rehab and place a wager after reaching sobriety that the last on surviving gets the rights to their collective works as an incentive to stay sober. With a net worth of $4.5 billion dollars each member is trying to bump off the other eleven with drugs.
Characters:
Jimmy James-coked out blues guitarist
Johnny Ryall- drunk country guitarist
Billie Armstrong-famed pop pianist hooked on uppers
Zack Kremlin-alcoholic lead singer of heavy metal band Stonehenge
John Harding-pot smoking protest folk rock singer
Master Aster J-crack addict hip hop MC
Tammy Cat-twenty something female pop singer addicted to pain killers
Dave Cooper-glam rocker hooked on heroin and cocaine
Chris Albano-heroin addict lead singer of grudge metal group Raging Youth
Derek Domino-pot smoking white blues guitarist from The Holy Sinners
Matt Chronic-heroin/pot addict bass player from death metal band Matricide
Howie Alexander-boy band singer from the Noize Boyz addicted to pain killers
Scene Sequence:
1) At a nightclub cops having found out Howie and Tammy are abusing pain killers catch them in the bathroom stall
2) Scandal exposed on MTV
3) At a Tibetan benefit concert Zack, Chris and Matt pass out and sent to rehab
4) Scandal exposed on MTV
5) Master Aster J arrested for disorderly conduct and found in possession of crack
6) Scandal exposed on BET
7) Dave found motionless on the floor sent to the hospital
8) Scandal exposed on VH1
9) Billie crashes into a family of eight and is arrested
10) Scandal is exposed on VH1
11) Johnny, Jimmy, John and Derek are arrested on the Ohio-Kentucky border for speeding and then a drug bust
12) Scandal exposed on FM radio
13) First day at rehab they all meet by the tennis court/pool/lounge
14) Group therapy
15) New medication
16) A Devil's Deal signing sole rights to their collective works on the last sober member
17) Fully rehabilitated
18) Jimmy James takes Billie Armstrong on an over extensive tour with him
19) Tammy Kat gets Howie Alexander into extreme sports
20) Derek Domino takes Master Aster J on the South leg of his upcoming tour
21) Chris Albano asks Matt Chronic to play with him up in Canada
22) Zack Kremlin and Dave Cooper play together at Ozzfest
23) John Harding and Johnny Ryall retire to live in the country
24) Billie Armstrong dies from a heart attack while performing
25) Howie dies when he loses control of his dirt bike when two dozen pain killers kick in
26) Master Aster J is shot after an Oklahoma City concert
27) Dave Cooper trampled by unruly concert mob
28) Matt Chronic gets pot induced stroke dies
29) Zack, Tammy, Jimmy, Chris and Derek celebrate elaborately unknowingly drinking alcohol sent by an anonymous caterer
30) Johnny Ryall and John Harding share the inheritance and donates a vast portion to Feed The Poor

Legal Advice

Thoreau:
So Mr Dawson do you think we have a case?
Mr Dawson:
How would you pay my legal fee in the first place?
Thoreau:
Isn't that question a little off base?
Anyway you said we can pay when we win
Mr Dawson:
Well we won't we've lost before we can begin
Thoreau:
A worthy cause is still worth the time to invest in
Mr Dawson:
Thoreau you can't make a living on a worthy cause
I know of all the legal torts and read every contract clause
And on all technical levels the company obeyed all the bylaws

Movie Idea "Waxed Flowers"

Genre: Thriller
Characters:
Adam Winters-neurotic mentally/socially challenged late teenage boy
Mary Winters-Adam's little sister
Andrew Dahmer-boyfriend of Mary
Alice Winters-mother, nurse
Plot: A local socially inept simpleton named Adam Winters lives as a shut in taking to a hobby of growing flowers indoors and at the flower's peak taking them out of the soil and preserving the flowers in wax. His slightly younger sister Mary gets date raped at age 15 in her bedroom next to his by a guy posing as Adam's friend named Andrew, Adam easily distracted doesn't notice Andrew and Mary appear missing from the activity the three normally engage in like eating and watching tv, walking, riding bikes. When he finds out he shuts down but no one seems to notice as she marries Andrew at the age of 18. Adam unableto focus on getting work drives out to the school playground seeing girls of 11 or 12 staying safe away from the schoolboys. Well trusted at night he takes little girls from the park offering a ride home. Takes them to an empty dilapidated house after they fall asleep in the car takes out his blanket and suffocates them in their sleep barely giving them time to wake up and fight back. He manages to kill for a couple of weeks keeping the bodies unscarred wrapped in sheets taken from his mother's hospital and placed in a 6ftx6ftx6ft hole under the floor boards of the empty house. Andrew catches him on a night watch and reports him to the authorities ignoring Mary's plea to get him psychiatred help. Adam is arrested and brutalized in prison as he awaits an appending death penalty in 15 years.

Failure

Farmer Neil:
Things are not going as we predicted
Every farmer in the union just got evicted
Thoreau:
But your contract didn't imply unions were restricted
Farmer Neil:
No but thanks to that corporate shill
We were all signed and hired at will
They can fire and evict without any obligations to fulfill
Thoreau:
So basically they can fire you all anytime they feel
That doesn't sound like a legal deal
We could get a lawyer to file an appeal
Farmer Neil:
And how would we pay for the legal fee
I'm going to appeal to the tobacco company
See if they'd consider rehiring me

No Offense Taken "Cyrano's Witnesses"

(porch steps)
Cyrano's Witness #1: Hello I'm just going door to door to promote my local book club would you be interested in reading and discussing Cyrano de Bergerac?
Home Owner: Which translation?
Cyrano's Witness #2: The Lowell Bair translation of 1972.
Home Owner: No I wouldn't then I only read the King James translation. (shuts door)

CEO Meeting

Raleigh:
Hello my fellow CEOs sorry about the ACLU's backlash
But our product is fool proof against a market crash
It's more addictive than heroine, users would find boycotts too rash
CEO #1:
All the same we have union busters to appeal for government investigation
This isn't our first proletariat instigation
CEO #2:
But if we make this political non-smokers can provoke new litigation
CEO #3:
Not likely since we live in a constant state of social apathy
Citizens don't care what's allowed as long as it doesn't hurt their own liberty
We can continue to sell death in the spirit of living free

Poetry Post 310 (next to last peotry blogpost!!!!)

Masochist
I mop up other people's small problems like a dish rag
I take other people's hostility like a punching bag
I help acquaintances worse off than me
But my "true friends" are my worst enemy
Acquaintances see me as a gentleman they can trust
Friends look at me like I'm a slave of lust
My acquaintances I can confide in when I'm hurt
But at home I'm a rejected pervert
Sinners of lust are punished by sinners of wrath
Defense mechanisms of guilt deter my path
As I defend an already bruised ego
For those who don't even half know

Road To Conquering
How hard is hard enough
The road to recovery is too rough
The battle is my own
So I have to conquer it alone
I don't want others to get in the fight
Even if it may seem right
I can't carry this heavy load covered in fears
With the faces of disgust, misunderstanding, pity and tears
Dragging behind me all day and all night
If I go alone I alone lose the fight

(this poem was in part from being falsely accused of something terrible and not having anyone who believed me by my side at the time because it sounded like something I would do and other parts about the general disapproval I felt from various adult authorities for going through puberty)
Capital Punishment
Joey has been a bad boy today
Let's take all his pride and joy away
Let's tear his flesh and break his bones apart
Let's fry his brain and freeze his broken heart
This punishment is still too low
For a boy with a libido
When did he become such a sick pervert
Joey deserves to get himself hurt
What good in the world has come out of being in love
Though it was divinely created from God above
It is only a myth that there is a beauty of birth
We were not commanded to populate the entire Earth

Agricultural Cultivation Laborers Union

Thoreau:
Welcome to the Agricultural Cultivation Laborers Union
We are uploading this video on the web so the world can tune in
I'm not a farmer but have access to the conditions they are working in
This is farmer and president Neil Zimmerman
He's going to outline the union's goals and its plan
Farmer Neil:
Thank you Thoreau these are the goals of a years time span
The tobacco companies promise high wages as an incentive to grow
But when every farmer at the poverty line tries the wages drop low
But addiction still costs a fortune for those using the tobacco
So the ACLU district 36 is on a mission
That farmers always get paid on commission
And get government grants for those farming cheaper crops on a moral decision
And we recommend a state maximum acreage to grow tobacco on
And the farmers willing can rotate on that opportunity every season
So that economically and ecologically everyone's helped within reason

Poetry Post 309

Extermination
I wish we would look at the insects with distinction
Instead of poisoning them all into extinction
I wish our poison had the power to discern the termite from the ant and the wasp from the bee
I wish we had the wisdom to discern which creatures had the right to be free
I wish our sense of justice wouldn't let us be so apathetic to the rights of God's creation
I wish we had God's love so we could be patient enough to evaluate the situation

Desperate Sexual Masochism
I am a dirty selfish lover
Your body's not mine to discover
I am nothing more than your sex slave
Do with my body as your wrathful lust may crave
All I ask is for fleshly intimate discipline
So I can feel your heat against my skin
My whole soul is for you to bite, claw, spit and hit
As long as I feel you there's pleasure in all the pain I get

Lonely Ones
Living in a small dump of a chicken coop
Eating Chef Boyardee's Lonely Hearts Tomato Soup
But I need something more like Chicken Soup For The Soul
To finally make myself whole
I've come to find the battle of the sexes
Stems from the wars of the exes
Our hearts never budge
When holding a grudge
Our hearts will never change position
Till we learn to love without condition
We have to relearn what is innate
Once we've been taught to hate

The Union

Farmer Neil:
Hey Thoreau I'm sorry about how I talked to you
Everything you said was right and I knew
But in desperation I hoped it wasn't true
Thoreau:
It may be true but it got me fired
And all the fightings just left me tired
And a burnt out man is seldom hired
Farmer Neil:
Perhaps you could help with my new enterprise
I'm trying to get the farmers to unionize
Thoreau:
Well that certainly is a surprise
But I hate tobacco so why ask me?
Farmer Neil:
Because from within unions regulate the industry
They can't sell our products without our productivity
Thoreau:
And if they evict you from their land
They can't meet the supply and demand
So their profits are at your command

Poetry Post 308

Church Divisions & State Unions
If my words seem at all cliché
They're just as true anyway
But if it is so clear God wants peace
Then why aren't the churches trying to make the wars cease
With each division of every congregation
Man builds a constitution for a new nation
Man ain't following God's commission
To do and follow our Christian mission
If we know God is love
Then hate can only be conquered from above
With free will and mind show love is the ultimate destiny
Show yourselves as God meant the world to be, in harmony

Insomniacs Appeal
Laying in my bed
About half way dead
Demons dwelling in my head
Crying as my heart bled
Because of the sin I can't relent
But always tried to repent
Seems to be death bent
I wish someone could take the hint
I'm driven to addiction
By my constant confliction
An ongoing friction
Between real pain and euphoric fiction
I'm fading away
Man of Easy Outs appending Judgment Day
Looking for new words to say
While I come off cliché

Society
As for morals in society today
It has lost its innocent way
No one truly loves their fellow neighbor
And no one tells the truth anymore
They all lost their sense that Jah is still here
And that His time has come near
They still walk in their adulterous ways
Even to the end of their days
With no care for others
They steal from their sisters and brothers
Even as far to take each other's life
Just adding to each other's strife
But they just look to golden idols
To be their role models
There is no honor left in the human race
When all their morals are out of place

Neil's Lament

Pegi:
Hey how's your crop growing Neil?
Farmer Neil:
I think I was suckered into a crooked deal
At least our other crops never made us lose a meal
Pegi:
What about the paycheck from Raleigh's Company?
Farmer Neil:
Everything I thought was free
Came with a hidden fee
Instead of a mortgage we have rent
And every seed and chemical is taken out of our payment
We may have a home but not a cent

Poetry Post 307

Spared
Everyday the world seduces me to sin
Like a raging alcoholic I give in
But then I see God looking at me angry but discerning
Always just leaving me with a warning
I fall down speechless as I stumbled
From an experience that made a once proud man humbled
I promise never to give in
But I grow desperate as the vow grows tiresome the cycle starts over again

Death Plea
Why does God let me live
I don't have anything to give
The world has nothing to benefit from me
There is nothing I have to make me worthy
Nothing has come from what I have said
The world would be better if I was dead
God must have some purpose left for me
Or Satan might just want to see me in misery

Virtue & Lust
Do you believe in virtue and lust
An innocence protected by lack of self trust
Maintaining your morals to maintain your love as a must
Trying to show you somehow deserve
But afraid when the day comes you'll lose your nerve
Or scare her away with feelings so hard to conserve
But led by the trust of the other's modesty
And their full disclosure and tactful honesty
You're headed humbly for a higher harmony

Spousal Support

Fossey:
Did you tell Rachel that you were unemployed?
Thoreau:
No its been a bad day she's already annoyed
If I told her we had to move she'd be destroyed
Fossey did I ever disappoint you?
Fossey:
How could you when you always fight for what is true?
Thoreau:
You mean what happens to be our point of view
Fossey:
No reality and reason are on our side
It is by that truth that we abide
You can't lose when they can't take your pride

Movie Idea "Blue Jay Hunters"

Genre: Vigilante Action
Characters:
Harold Smith-vigilante youth leader
Dylan Harris-prison guard who aids Harold in the revolution
Ned Coulter-school bully who sucker punches Harold
Howard Smith-father
Melinda Smith-mother
Jonathon Harris-snitch from the group
Courtney Stiles-girlfriend of Ned
Plot: a misguided youth always getting in trouble for tardiness at school and looking at men's magazines and beat up by bullies, is fed up with a world rewarding and embracing spousal abusers, pedophiles, crooked dealers and fanatical racists, decides he will raise an army of over-persecuted youth to fight against the "unquestionable power class of no conscious." He calls them the Blue Jay Killers after To Kill A Mockingbird when Atticus said you can kill all the blue jays you like but don't ever harm a mockingbird. He gets his followers arrested on "victimless crimes." In prison Harold smuggles weapons in through a member who works as a prison guard and orders them to kill violent repeat offenders with light sentences. A Prison investigation leads to the indictment of Harold Smith where he is tried, found guilty and sentenced to death.
Scene Sequence:
1) Beat up in the halls and late for class
2) Sucker punched in detention
3) Authority assistance; detains assaulter
4) Next day revenge from the assaulter
5) Shopping at the mall with mom and goes to the magazine store and is caught peeking at a men's magazine
6) An awkward talk with the father
7) Vulgar lunch break at school where he sees women who rejected him eat with the bullies
8) Watching late night Skinimax and is caught
9) A second awkward talk, a stern discipline and a mutual loss of respect
10) Talk with guidance counselor leads to vague insincere advice of don't beat yourself up and listen to your parents
11) Talk with outcast teenagers who say its not a problem and tell him to tell his parents to lay off
12) False rumors of public indecency sparked by bullies for a prank
13) Faculty/family meeting lead to discussing of expulsion
14) Parent child stand off with parents taking down his bedroom door
15) Harold runs away
16) Next day at school perfectly punctual and arrested for trespassing
17) Parents arrive for arraignment with parents attempted an awkward reconciliation
18) The idea of full blown rebellion takes root
19) Planning an agenda
20) Return for lunch break and recruits youth for his mission
21) Parents announce on taking a weekend vacation leaving Harold alone
22) Announces first meeting time at school lunch break
23) A detailed plan fully laid out for fully committed youth
24) The Blue Jay Killers are caught vandalizing federal property as planned
25) Full confessions
26) Jail arrangements and armaments provided
27) Searching for perfect victims
28) Mass execution at jail showers
29) Interrogation leads to member cracking and revealing the whole conspiracy
30) Harold arrested sleeping under the bridge
31) Trial with Harold's defense of morality and justice and confession of participation
32)Mandatory verdict of guilty with automatic death penalty in their state
33) Next day in jail two men are dead in a cell one being Harold

After School

Thoreau:
Hey honey what happened at school today?
Rachel:
Some things I'd rather not say
Can I just go out to play?
Thoreau:
Sure but first just relax
I just want to know the facts
Rachel:
Well today I was reading them The Lorax
Thoreau:
Well that's a very fine book
Rachel:
Not when everyone's giving you a dirty look
Thoreau:
Well I appreciate the courage you took
Rachel:
The teacher said I was naive to believe that hippie philosophy
And that I shouldn't think so evil of industry
And everyone in class seems to completely agree
Thoreau:
Neither me, you or Dr. Seuss said all industry is bad
Rachel:
But they said we were hypocrites which made me mad
They said your views were corrupting me Dad
Thoreau:
Never mind what they say
You did the right thing today
Now you can go out and play

Poetry Post 306

False Idols/True Hope
Don't sacrifice to Moloch, don't sacrifice to Baal
Pagan gods always have and always will fail
Don't be taken in
Seduced to the ultimate sin
You know you will never win
With a god wanting the blood of your children
Praise Jehovah even when others test your dedication
Abraham and Job had faith in the resurrection
When innocents suffer it is not God's will but Satan's
Who plants fear, doubt and hate in the heart of man's
Exercise faith and follow Christ's Way
The redemption of suffering is at Judgment Day

Suburban Death Trap
Welcome to the suburban Death Trap
Where identical houses cover the map
Where you have nothing to do and no one has anything to say
Your future's in the past because tomorrow's just another yesterday
And every job has a name tag and a uniform
And the void of options forces you to conform
Even the slightest deviation makes you a freak
As people watch you walk the street you get a double peek
And the people wonder what you're about to do
Because suburbia has nowhere to go to

Fulfillment
America believes in God and believes itself a Christian nation
It believes it can do anything except make reparation
It believes it can justify genocide and massacre
But it can't spare a few pennies to feed the needy and poor
Well I guess the widow, the orphan, the alien and the oppressed don't have much longer to fear
Because the wars, the famines and the plagues show Armageddon might already be here

Father/Daughter

Rachel:
Daddy are you feeling well?
Thoreau:
Oh hello there Rachel
No I'm not how could you tell?
Rachel:
I'm seven I'm not dumb
My question is how come?
Thoreau:
The town's in danger and they don't see the problem
The economy's in trouble and they think tobacco's the answer
But what happens when the pollution gives them cancer
The medical bills alone would make things worse than before
Rachel:
Daddy I miss Grandpa too
But you can't let it destroy you
Thoreau:
Then what am I suppose to do

Poetry Post 305

Outcast
Walking across a crowded street
Insulted by everyone I meet
Nobody to love or care for me
There is no love as far as I can see
I must find a way out of here
I must leave the land of jeer
I am imprisoned by society
How can I burst through the walls to be free

Becoming A Whore
Starting out you were the family's little princess
They all loved you in your ballerina dress
But that was before the domestic distress
Before it all came into a chaotic spiraling mess
Your working mom died of cancer
So Dad did double shifts working away while you're missing her
People weren't there so it taught the money meant more
Yet they all became shock to find you a whore
How could they not see your fall into deceitful decadence
Not your stepmom who beat you in your neighbor's presence
Not your "lover" who stole your innocence
Not your father with all his absence
It did not mean you were evil because you gave into sin
Your family, your school, your religion gave nothing to give faith in
But did the drugs and the sex and the booze fill the dark holes within
Is anything better than before you sold yourself to men

Assumptions About Men Seeking Courtship
What is it about me that is so hard for you to understand
Why do you trust stereotypes over evidence at first hand
You think all men only think about sex
But if you ever thought about it you'd see some men are more complex
I've never misused anyone I cherish
Yet you assume I'm too selfish
You won't trust those who seem so socially inept
But have you looked at the people in your past you've accept
All I say might just seem bitter and jaded
But you'd understand if our roles were traded
You would resent other people's objections
If assumptions were the basis of other's rejections

No Help

Thoreau:
Am I the only one who finds it obscene
To live in a town of cigarettes and gasoline
The EPA ain't helping things go green
Deforestation is wasting the assets of our economy
To destroy the resources of our local ecology
Consumers and workers dying young and poor are just yet to be

Poetry Post 304

Kari II
To Kari my true and wonderful friend
I know if I seek more our friendship shall end
But I can restrain my love from you
If only avoidance was something I could do
But if I hide myself our friendship would still end
But if I confessed I could never be called your friend

Confused & Broken
You seemed as caring as a friend could be
You said you had faith in me
I almost believed it was true
I almost loved you
But now my thoughts are in a mix
From all of your stupid tricks
My hopes and dreams are shattered
When I realized that they just didn't matter
This probably seems like overreacting on your end
Since you never made any bonds with me except as a friend
But when you love someone you can't respect
And I'm only a friend what do you expect

Last Days
Satanic influence sweeping the broader social scale
Kingdoms corrupted come to rise and fail
With the establishment in self destruction
The demons have prolific production
Free to terrorize individual moral sanity
Seeking peace within and without becomes a vanity
There's no clarity in company or solitude
Any space inside or out Satan is free to intrude

Quitting

The Gazette Editor:
Thoreau I need you in my office right away
Thoreau:
I'm sensing you have some bad news to say
The Gazette Editor:
It's about your editorial yesterday
It vilified that new tobacco company
In this kind of town it has a certain economy
That relies on that form of industry
Thoreau:
What happened to the other forms of agriculture?
The Gazette Editor:
Tobacco is the only crop making money anymore
Thoreau:
Then what's selling over at the grocery store?
The Gazette Editor:
It's not keeping us afloat in ad revenue
At least not like tobacco is willing to do
So you better just quit if you don't change your point of view
Thoreau:
Well then consider this my resignation
Because I won't stay for any sort of compensation
I never wanted to work for a tobacco corporation

Poetry Post 303

Land Of Fantasy
When I'm at school bored as can be
I go into my Land of Fantasy
Now I've let go and I may wander free
Living in the Land of Fantasy
I am wandering about in this land so free
Talking to all the friendly people I see
All living together in peace and harmony
Playing together in the Land of Fantasy
All things lovely as could be
All in harmony in the Land of Fantasy
Then back to the Land of Reality
Pain, anger, and injustice is all I can see
But no worry or threat to me
When I go to bed I'm back to the Land of Fantasy
All in peace again I lay free
Back in the Land of Fantasy

School Bully
School bullies use to ruin my life
They only added to my strife
They used to get away with a lie
So they could continue to make me cry
What good was it for them to give me abuse
It can't be of any use
What good were your foolish notions
It only caused hurt emotions
Will their disrespecting human life
Ever get them a loving wife
Hurting others is not the way for success
Nor does it make you holy or divinely bless
After all those years I had to run and hide
After years of being a victim of lost pride
After years and years of pain
I finally have my pride regain

Toyland
Building a city so grand
By the name of Toyland
Building each house made of Lego's
Watching the city as it grows
Giving a life to each little toyman
Compared to realism, Toyland is far better than
With each toy a friend
Until the play time comes to an end

Warnings

Thoreau:
I already smell something evil in the air
A scent of danger in a world that doesn't care
Apathy can cause things courage couldn't dare
I've alerted the town in the local gazette
That this move is something to regret
But they haven't seen the signs yet
I have to try the Mayor again
But the secretary won't let me in
Just another battle I couldn't win

Poetry Post 302

No Longer Cheerful Days
The better half of my life
Has been given more than my share of strife
The happiness was always fleeting
Pain always gave an unfriendly greeting
But when I was a young boy I always had someone to turn to
Pain was just someone I hardly knew
But now no longer are my cheerful days
It was all just a childhood phase

Adolescents Theme
Doing my best to do a good job
My mom calling me lazy and a slob
I try and try again to please her
Never getting a moment of leisure
She's never happy to be with me
She'll criticize anything she'll see
Always trying to lead a happy life
But constant work from her sends me strife

At Night
At night I drink away
The problems that haunt me at day
I go into dreams
Where nothing is as painful as it seems
Where love is around
And peace can be found
But awake to a brand new day
Just waiting to drink my problems away

To The Mayor

Thoreau:
Hello I'm Thoreau here to see Mayor Thompson
Tobacco is ruining our town and something's got to be done
Mayor's Secretary:
I don't see why the industry's helping everyone
Thoreau:
This goes beyond agriculture and the economy
But even so the farmers are headed toward poverty
You just need to have the foresight to see
When every farmer is growing that worthless weed
We'll grow more than they demand or need
And the factories will exploit wages for their greed
Mayor's Secretary:
Isn't that true for every industry?
Thoreau:
No there's always a demand for the necessary
Even many harmless forms of luxury
But tobacco drains the resources of the land
Mayor's Secretary:
But smokers will keep it in high demand
Thoreau:
Not when the soil's depleted you understand
And if the Mayor doesn't do something there'll be hell to pay
Mayor's Secretary:
Well the Mayor is too busy anyway
You'll have to try another day

Poetry Post 301

Racism In The City
In a dark subway a black man stands alone
Trying to earn a dime playing his saxophone
To get his bread and water having to make it on his own
While a white man makes it rich by being his clone
While laying half dead on her knees
Is a poor homeless Chinese
While men of the New World can do as they please
Ripping the Old World land with ease
And a down and out Jew trying to find some peace in it all
As he watches society fall
Seeing the discrimination put upon him and the others down the car hall
As a white Christian man makes the call
And out in the cold street pushing a cart
Is an Arab with a saddened heart
As the ignorant break him away part by part
And the power hungry American makes millions in his super mart
Because the suits get the higher pay
And for the rest, the sky of the Land of the Free will always be gray

Modern World Blues
It seems today that it's too hard to even try
It all seems that we should lie down to die
Whatever happened to what was good
What makes it so hard to do what we should
I can't even recall what was the date
When I realized this world had all this hate
Now all we get is bad news
Is all part of the modern world blues
What had ever happened to the good old days
It was so long ago it feels like a haze
But yet I still know it existed one day
And I sure hope it comes back to me some way
Every day you wake up by your breakfast time
You turn on your tv to see the daily crime
And have you ever felt it was a shame
That to so many life was just a game
Well they say life was always this way
They don't remember that golden day
You go to work and you find out how sick people are
Don't you wish you' hide from the world into someplace far
What had ever happened to the good old days
It was so long ago it feels like a haze
But yet I still know it existed one day
And I sure hope it comes back to me some way
By the time you get home you feel like you just shouldn't care
Sometimes you wonder if the world has a hope or a prayer
And all the more you care the more you worry
About how every thing is suppose to be
Now it is approaching night fall
And what was that day worth at all
You then cry to sleep in your bed
While the sin is stuck in your head
What had ever happened to the good old days
It was so long ago it feels like a haze
But yet I still know it existed one day
And I sure hope it comes back to me some way

Goodbye To Cruelty
It's time to finally say goodbye to cruelty
It's time to finally set us free
Cruelty has made so many leave this world too frequently
It's time to stop cruelty from making insanity
It's time to change before it's too late
We must work to stop the injustice and hate
To change the world's final fate
Or else we will have destroyed all that was created

The Dilemma

Thoreau:
Farmer Neil must really be in a bind
He's either losing his faith or his mind
I know there's a better solution to find
Tobacco will deplenish and destroy the soil
Why not just rape the land for coal and oil
When the nutrients are drained so is the spoil

Poetry Post 300

Tunnel Light
Trapped inside a dungeon wall
With no friend in sight
And nothing to do at all
The only hope stands on a tunnel light
That guides me out of my death trap
And frees me from isolation
But the light might fade being my only map
And I'll be stuck forever is desolation
But it still shines so bright
To help guide me
Out of emotions that are as dark as night
And finally break the chains and set me free
Now I am out of the trap to where there is no more strife
And now I am free to restart my life

The Need Of A True Friend
Walking my own path I only find myself trapped again
Lost in the fright of midnight in a road's dead end
I'm constantly lost in this trail without a guide
It wouldn't be so lonely with a friend by my side
But I never had one who remained true
Or else I might have gotten through
Maybe if I still had a friend
My life wouldn't be a dead end

Death Gray
Why did you lock me away
And hide me from the light of day
Only to see my walls of death gray
In my steel cold room
Where there's only unescaping gloom
Unable to be released from eternal doom
Why did you have to be ashamed of me
You treat me as if I lost my sanity
But I can't find a single reason why you won't set me free

Debate

Farmer Neil:
Good evening it's nice to have you here Thoreau
But before you say a thing there's something you should know
To pay my mortgages I agreed to grow tobacco
Thoreau:
How could you agree to that Neil?
Big Tobacco would never strike a fair deal
Farmer Neil:
Yes, of course we all know how you feel
But I'll never be evicted off my land
Thoreau:
It's no longer your land now you understand
All of you and yours is at their command
Farmer Neil:
It's my decision and I don't see the harm
As long as I can stay here this is my farm
Thoreau:
Well then this news will come with some alarm
But what will you do when they build their factory?
Do you think their pollution will help the community?
Farmer Neil:
Do you think it's done any harm to the city?
Thoreau:
You mean other than lowering the life expectancy?
Or exploited workers living in poverty?
Farmer Neil:
Just shut your mouth until you're in the same boat as me

Poetry Post 299

Lucy
Lucy my friend
It is always nice to see you again
Being with you
Makes the darkest storm seem clear and blue
Lucy you make everyone cheer
Every time you come near
Your laughter and innocent ways
Can keep me happy for days
Why won't you stay for awhile
Keep me warm with your smile
And together we will be
United and happy

Lonely
Where is my Guiding Light
My Intimate Pleasure of Midnight
It ain't fair it ain't right
That all my love goes down in the fight
I wrote Mindy a love poem a day
She got scared and ran away
Lydia and Brittany were both my friend
But that's was where the line's end
I loved Leslie though she was married
Thoughts of Ashley I'd rather leave buried
Amanda, Rachel and La Tonya left in different ways
Derica and Ebony faded out like a phase
I left my heart with Alicia, Amber, Ashleigh, Molly, Nikki, Courtney, two Heathers, Lindsay, Kari, another Brittany, another Ashley in no time at all
My heart has been loaned, lent, bent, bruised, broken and thrown against the wall
Always giving the remains to another girl
But left alone to die in this world

The Dumbest Love Poem Ever Written
Every time I see you my pupils dilate
I start to forget all the world's hate
To have you would make the world seem second rate
And to know you but not have you could destroy the beauty of everything once called great
The only solution is for you to be my mate

Devil's Weed

Raleigh:
Hey Neil I'm glad to see you changed your mind
I know your mortgage payments have fallen behind
I'm sorry to say we meet in such a bind
Farmer Neil:
Don't bother with that I get enough from my horse
You were just waiting for things to get worse
I suppose there's always a profit in someone else's curse
Raleigh:
Well for the both of us it's completely win win
So much to tell you how do I begin?
Well first you'll never have to worry about the mortgage again
My company will legally own your land
When we buy it off your hand
But only the title will change you understand
You will continue to live on your little homestead
As long as you agree to grow tobacco instead
And you'll get a steady pay from here on ahead
Farmer Neil:
Sounds dandy where's the dotted line
Before I regret what I'm about to sign
Raleigh:
Here you go now what's mine is yours and yours is mine

Poetry Post 298

Pilgrimage And Persecution
Lost and unloved
Pushed and shoved
Wandering and wondering
What torture tomorrow will bring
Spiritual pilgrimage offset by the forced pursuit
Of the financial world making priorities of the minute
Social conformity suppressing freedom of will
The trampled wallflower I am still

Identity
You try to follow the fashion scene
In a hope to find your inner queen
You drove yourself over the edge to keep thin
Now you escape to your warm bottle of gin
And you'll never look yourself in the mirror again

The Real Danger
We have cigarettes and guns in our living room
But we are afraid hip hop and video games spell our doom
We warn ourselves of The Simpsons, South Park, Springer and Stern
But then we bookmark hate sites and internet porn
We have tobacco and alcohol ads
Distorted disproportional fashion fads
But Black Sabbath and Pink Floyd keep us in panic
Because we can't tell the depressed from the Satanic
In this world although I say "we" I am a stranger
Cause I am the only one who sees the real danger

Last Hope

Farmer Neil:
Hey Pegi did you get any news while in town
Pegi:
Only some news that'll get you down
Farmer Neil:
I could of guessed that by your frown
So what's the news of sullen alarm?
Is the bank foreclosing on the farm?
Pegi:
Well looking for new land wouldn't do any harm
Farmer Neil:
Well there's one last hope you know
The soil's too tough for vegetables to grow
But the soil's nutrients are right for tobacco
Pegi:
No you're too good for that I know you
Farmer Neil:
At some point in my life that was there
But if it works its what I got to do

Poetry Post 297

Secluded
It was a cold winter day
But the sun was out
And children were all about
And not a cloud was gray
It was not far away
Not much farther than a shout
Was a boy who was to doubt
The safety of going out to play
He had the illusion of danger in everything he saw
When a cloud showed there appeared a storm
A leaf skipping across the sidewalk would be a tornado
In everything he did he would find a flaw
In everyone he met he never glimpsed a heart that was truly warm
So he spent his childhood emotionally tied unable to grow

(note that previous poem was from a set of Italian sonnets I tried to write into a story sequence but stopped after about half a dozen poems because the storyline wasn't going anywhere)

Friends At Chance Meeting
Casual yet passionate
Friendly and intimate
Idealism expressed
Emotions confessed
I feel emotionally blessed
I don't have much more than a few passerby friends
Companionships come and go like market trends
There are few people I truly know
As circumstances come and go
Not many friendships bloom and grow
We met each other by chance of incidence
It was not fate but fortunate coincidence
Life is facts and chance, not romantic just simply true
With an unborn future there is not much planning and wishing can do
But whatever the scenario I want to be friends with you

Losing Passion
I walked a mile in the pouring rain for you
You welcomed me in and asked what you could do
But now when I try to come close to you
You seem to have forgotten the girl I knew
I'm not trying to say that you're unkind
But it just feels like I'm never on your mind
And if we lose the ties that bind
Searching for another would be impossible to find
So please don't forget we are still friends
Capable of making amends
And I would do anything short of dying if you recommend
Just so long as I have you till the end

At The Farmer's Market

Raleigh:
Hello Walden it's wonderful to be here
I'm not a stranger though, I live quite near
I'm just another farm town boy, have no fear
The people of Jamestown, my hometown, are a lot like you
We live just as plain and simply as you do
But with a little more revenue
I'm not suggesting we're better farmers ya know
It's just the crops we decide to grow
Vegetables are a dime to the dollar when it comes to tobacco
Now I know you folks ain't dumb
But that's ten times the income
And it's native to this soil so it grows without a problem
So if you're interested come see me
I'll tell you more about my tobacco company
I'll even send you some seeds and chemicals for free

Poetry Post 296

Changes
I have yet to see my plans in action
I have merely got them started by a fraction
I am at my peak to make a change
The goals I seek are coming close at range
It is my time to impact and influence
As someone who'll stand up and make a difference
Before this phase shall pass
My achievements shall amass

Probability Efforts
Every night I give up on life
Selfishly seeking a surrogate wife
I just accept my failures and settle on substitutes
I sow no seeds but reap forbidden fruits
Misery cannot invest on uncertainties of future possibility
Cheap, safe and easy seems better than an iffy probability
But each day I arise vowing to rid this to my past
And each night my resolution doesn't last

Disconnected Friends
Could you be where I am or should I go where you are
Time and space are relative but circumstance shows our distance is far
We are never more than a day away hardly ever a mile apart
But reaching you is a distance I can never chart
Trying to find a moment you're free
Trying to hide the despair in me
None of this seems fair to me
How can our friendship make us so lonely

Friendly Visit

Thoreau:
Good morning Farmer Neil
I just came over to share a meal
And see how it is you feel
Farmer Neil:
Not now Thoreau I have to pitch hay
And take it to the stable where the horses stay
And retrieve some fertilizer to lay
Thoreau:
Well are you still growing cabbages and carrots
And other crops with such like merits
Farmer Neil:
You sound as if you suspect some regrets
Thoreau:
Well there's this new man Raleigh I thought you'd know
Working for a company investing in tobacco
Trying to tell farmers it's all that's fit to grow
Farmer Neil:
Well he might find interest in tobacco
But vegetables will always be of interest I know
And cabbages and carrots will certainly as man continue to grow

Poetry Post 295

The Madman
Every single dreary, December night
Came a horrifying fright
From the noise from the gusts of wind outside
Came the murderous voice outcried
The cry of a madman
Roaming across the land
Luring little children with his treats
Taking every soul he meets
A sick, perverted man is he
Taking each life so disgustingly
Never trust this deceiving man
Don't say hello to him or shake his hand

Loveless World
Waking up in a world full of hate
The love the world owned has grown dim of late
Looking out in a world without love
Sometimes I wonder if there's a Lord above
All alone in my isolation
Is there anyone who loves me in all creation
I continue to live without a friend
And it will be that way till the end

Doctor Visit
Walking down the hall of doom
Entering the doctor's room
As the doctor examines me
I wonder what the problem could be
I wait for the doctor to tell me why I am ill
As I sit in this room fearing as the world stands still
The doctor finally comes back with the bad news to tell me
Now I'm stuck in my room with no place to be

Farmer's Plight

Farmer Neil:
Working the plow across my field
Praying for a full harvest to yield
With forty acres yet to be tilled
When your life depends on your land
You know the real meaning of supply and demand
But that doesn't make things go as planned
And a few things you just can't do nothing about
You can't control a flood or drought
Or what to manage to do without
If there's not enough crops
To fill the grocery shops
Then our economy stops
Because farming is all we got in Walden
And that's the way it's always been
Because someone's got to bring the harvest in

Poetry Post 294

Struggle Of The Mortal Revolution
My loved ones mourn not at my death but the death of a revolution
The enduring revolution borne to one's own resolution
Enduring but mortal as the soul that borne it
Persistent so long as the soul don't quit
Though sometimes dormant or even comatose
It can always rise again so long as the soul grows
But once your soul is dead and rotting
All you fight for is soon forgotten

Married Women
I talk to married women with ease
Whether waxing deep philosophical or shooting the breeze
Casually conversing we mutually please
But all we do or say is nothing but a tease
Because they go back to their mate
Spending their love to men who don't appreciate
Don't want to and never tried to communicate
I never understood how they relate
These women have a friend and a lover but not with the same guy
Women never want a man who is both and I don't know why
Maybe they only need me to pass the time by
But I'm always the friend never the lover no matter how hard I try

Perspiration
I got to keep motivated moving and not relent
Got to make sure every minute is a moment well spent
Spend each second like it's God's sent
Keep moving like I was hellbent
I got to up my perspiration
Each time I get the inspiration
Give birth to each creation
Because conceptions don't matter at your expiration

Thoreau Is Finished

My third rock opera is finished. All rough drafts are finished that is before I type it up I rewrite what I wrote to check for grammar errors and like Bettie Kaczynski and The Preacher this has 28 songs, so it will be awhile before I type it
This is the tracklist

1. Farmer's Plight
2. Friendly Visit
3. At The Farmer's Market
4. Last Hope
5. Devil's Weed
6. Debate
7. The Dilemma
8. To The Mayor
9. Warnings
10. Quitting
11. No Help
12. Father/Daughter
13. After School
14. Spousal Support
15. Neil's Lament
16. The Union
17. Agricultural Cultivation Laborers Union
18. CEO Meeting
19. Failure
20. Legal Advice
21. Legal Theft
22. Carthage
23. Wives
24. Salt March
25. Pegi's Lament
26. Paths
27. New Jobs
28. The After Effect

Characters

1. Farmer Neil
2. Thoreau
3. Raleigh
4. Pegi
5. The Mayor's Secretary
6. The Gazette Editor
7. Rachel
8. Fossey
9. CEOs
10. Mr. Dawson
11. Keith Andersen

Poetry Post 293

How Many Friends
How many friends are truly a friend
Who will lend a hand till my end
Is there anyone who will carry me through
But does it matter there is nothing they can do
There is no help you can provide
So fair weather friends you may go back to hide
I'll just go back to my shell
And live in my own inner hell

The Finger And The Hand
The finger that blames me belongs to the hand that feeds me
But in it's judgmental mentality it doesn't realize how much it needs me

13-30
I am thirteen going on thirty
Rapid intelligence and sense of morality reaching toward maturity
Now I'm going on thirteen from thirty
Moments of maturity blocked by puberty

Poetry Post 292

Mother Why
Mother, there is something I have to ask
If you're not too busy with your task
Can I leave my home to go out on a date?
How will I know if she is just a friend or a soul mate?
How come when I enter a room others give a vibe of hate?
Why is there doom to all the things I create?
Mother, why do I feel so ill?
I seem incapable to do anything but lie still
Is there someone out on the kill
Lurking over the hill?
Can you get rid of the thoughts that haunt me?
If you are not too busy

Pain
I can't begin to explain
The source of my pain
I was never beaten or raped
Yet there's a feeling of pain I can't escape
Between my first memory and birth
I abandoned a sense of self worth

Good And Bad Acts
My goodness goes without being acknowledged
This ignorance from them is leaving me on the edge
All my mistakes are condemned before they're even made
Contempt grows as appreciation fades
Their eyes are closed when I helped them
Until they search for faults on which to condemn
What the hell can I do
All but the bad is blinded from you

Poetry Post 291

Wife Wanted
Lonely, eager, sensitive man searching for a wife
Qualities must include loyalty all their life
Single, average, kind hearted man trying to be complete
The personality I'm searching for is lovable and sweet
Smart, well to do, handsome male looking for a mate
Replier please don't think this is going to be a one time date
If you're loving, caring, well dependable and kind
Please reply back 7007 to be mine

My True Brother
Throughout my life there has been no other
You are better than a friend but my true brother
We will stay together and never part
I'm not afraid to say "I love you with all my heart"
Through times both good and bad
All of which we had
We have remain friends strong as before
And together we stay forever more

John Lennon & Yoko Ono
John Lennon
Your life you were just re-beginning
A newer truer song you were singing
Bringing your life to a higher meaning
You were starting to find love as good as you could imagine
You were no longer hunted by All The President's Men
You finally knew where to find
Some kind of peace of mind
But then a crazed fan came from behind
As things came clear they came to unwind
Four out of five bullets found in your back
And the family you once lacked now find it's you they lack

22 Things a Woman Must Know If She Loves a Man with Asperger's Syndrome Rebuttal

This book is a very derogatory and offensive piece of literature of aspie-intolerance and I took extreme offense to it especially considering the female author Rudy Simone is an aspie and therefore I think she may have used Asperger's Syndrome as an excuse to be sexist. It is a horrible misrepresentation of some of the most decent people I know so I'm taking the chapter titles and rebutting every accusing title

1. There will be loneliness. (aspies have trouble showing affection in ways that does not appear as smothering or obsessive so sometimes they have to learn to be indifferent or else they get accused of stalking)

2. There will probably be no public displays of affection. (socially appropriate interaction is hard to understand for aspies considering how many double standards there are regarding what kind of associate can do or say what things in front of another associate and they fear being called brash or presumptuous)

3. Labels and romantic expectations make him feel nervous. (EVERYTHING makes aspies feel nervous don't imply we wouldn't be intimate because of it)

4. He will take you and the relationship for granted. (pure bs if I ever read any. Asperger men treasure every relationship regardless whether sex is implicit in the relationship or not which I assume she's implying. I personally treasure the female friends who are platonic and miss the ones I've lost contact with because of the mutual support)

5. He may have a more patient approach to sex than you do. (this should not imply aspies don't have a sex drive we certainly DO we are just not forceful)

6. Communication will always be a challenge. (There are lone periods of being spaced out and conveying emotions in words with proper connotations may be hard but aspies are very expressive in my experience)

7. There will be shock. (Shock will come whether or not you personally invest yourself in a relationship with an aspie just knowing them casually you will be shocked anyway there's no skeletons in the closet)

8. Your man may not be there for you in a crisis. (I have been there for people I don't even like in the slightest but help because of my respect for principle rights of every human and I defend people I hardly know from slander and stick up for them)

9. Many AS males can be cranky, have bad tempers and can explode at the slightest of things. (Temper tantrums and irritations should not imply childish selfishness or bursts of anger in the aspie context it is usually an OCD drive for order to protect from chaos or a principle of moral or philosophic issue one should not back down from)

10. Your man may have a hard time completing a college degree, holding on to a job or seeing things through. (jobs and degrees may have come hard to me but I always see the important things through by planning them out ahead and focusing on a strategy)

11. He may get depressed and/or completely inert for long periods of time. (emotional support from a loved one would help all relationships are a two way street)

12. There will be times he embarrasses you. (all people are embarrassing aspies at least have an excuse other than he's drunk, stoned, or raised by ignorant racist parents)

13. Your family and friends may think you're being a doormat and a fool. (I don't even understand this wild misconception most people think I'm the dormat they even tell that I'm being manipulated)

14. People will tell you he's just being a man. (Except regarding sexual appetites I have never in the slightest way been regarded as just being a man)

15. You must have a good social support network, so you can go out and have fun once in a while. (everyone needs a good social support group outside of the the monogamous sexual relationship so they can relate feelings regarding issues from their perspective in sexual relationships)

16. Your AS male will not care about the things you do without him and there will be things he does not share with you. (he does and tries to put an interest in them but he can not fake an interest but he will still be a part of it in support of you, aspies have empathy toward people just not toward things they just don't get)

17. Time holds a different meaning for him than it does for you. (I don't know what she's implying by that)

18. He will probably want to sleep on the couch starting very early in the relationship and continuing throughout. (I'm a restless sleeper but I am a cuddler except when restlessness or overheating make me feel awkward)

19. You will never change him, even if you can succeed in getting him to change his behaviour. (no one can change anyone it is called the will of self)

20. Even if he loves you and values your relationship, it is possible you may never get a commitment. (aspies like things that last forever change bothers them once you are part of his world he will try to keep you at all costs)

21. Many AS/NT relationships go through various metamorphoses. (this happens in all relationships and is a good thing since different points in life require a different kind of commitment)

22. Your relationship will stand a much better chance if your man will REACH.
(Effort in important always in every sort of relationship for each partner don't imply it is a hardship peculiar to apies)

No Offense Taken "Government Education Film On Drugs"

(Black and white film screen with an action hero addressing the audience)
Dr. Dooright: Hello I'm superhero Dr. Door-right Doo-right. Start again. (walks off reenters) Hey kids I'm superhero Dr. Doo-Right and I'm here to tell you how to do right by me. Today, in our first of a long series of adolescent education features we'll be addressing drugs. Some drugs are bad and some drugs are good, but unlike people you cannot tell the difference simply by looking at them. No it's more complicated than that. You have to look at how the drug is packaged. If it's in a bottle like (shows products) Prozac, Aleve or horse tranquilizers you know it's safe. Now here is where it gets difficult, if it is a rolled cylinder substance like (shows products) tobacco or marijuana you have to distinguish it by the odor it puts out. If it's herbal it's dangerous and should never be used, but if it's nicotine with a hint of arsenic, ammonia, cyanide, carbon monoxide and or menthol you know it is completely safe. The simplest method is if you find it in your local pharmacy it's safe, that includes everything: the crayons, the glue, the aerosol spray cans and the paint.If it's not report to us any fatalities and start a petition for a congressional bill to put a label on the product in question, that is if you can successfully sue the company that made and distributed the product in question. So that's all and until next time watch out.

Poetry Post 290

Bus Ride
Another lonely bus ride
With some aloof stranger by my side
The ride always goes so slow
When all anyone's worried about is where to go
Two dozen people with no relation
Just traveling on the same transportation
Going on the same route with the same view
Day after day wasting an hour with nothing to do

Tragedy Of America
Conservatives can't recognize tragedy
Only commercial opportunity
"Remember 9/11 forget the Tsunami"
"Don't worry about the Ozone drive an SUV"
"Why worry about Abu Ghaib when there's sodomy?"
"Violence is always wrong except in the case of Christianity"
"He did cocaine but Bill smoked pot, He lied about war atrocity but Bill lied about adultery"
I've had enough of this straight laced insanity

Alicia
I notice you reading a holy writing
Making my heart brighten
We found a bond of faith and goals
I came to appreciate your mind, body and soul
I told you I love you but not how much
You gave me your number to keep in touch
I love you like a friend but long for something more
But you ain't ready for something less pure
I don't blame you
I don't wanna defame you
You're looking for a friend and you think I wanna date
But I'm also looking for a friend and also a soulmate

Poetry Post 289

Guarantees of Life

If there is one thing I learned in all my years
Is your guarantees will be mixes of cheers and tears
You're guaranteed you'll be liked, you're guaranteed you'll be loved
You're guaranteed you'll be kicked, pushed, and shoved
You will be guaranteed a friend
You'll only need one to last to the end
You will sometimes get less than your greed
You will sometimes get more than your need
You're guaranteed to get some means of getting food
You're guaranteed to meet somebody rude
You're guaranteed to hear a lie
You're guaranteed to be successful at something you try
Lawyers, congressmen, and salesmen will plea
To trust what they will guarantee
But their guarantees will mean nothing
They won't give you what they say they'll bring
Human trust will be broken
So trust the guarantees unspoken
Your life will be divided between love and hate
But still you have a chance to control your fate

Love Advice
When love grows too fast
Even the true ones cannot last
So when you find a love that's pure
Keep it slow so it will endure
It would be worth it all in the end
To have a love that will infinitely extend

The Public World
Going out in the public
The sins of the world make me sick
The world is such a sad place to be
Looking for a better world for me
No such place does exist
But this time I must persist
With this world in such a sad way
I'll just let myself fade away

Poetry Post 288

Solitary Freedom
Locked up peacefully in my mental sanctuary
Where I choose what is real or imaginary
Alone I build a Utopian society
Based on fancy grounded in sobriety
Drunk only on immortal words of wise friends I haven't met
Living in a world others haven't achieved yet
Except those living immortal through word, written or sung
Away from the unidealistic mortal flesh I am not among

Guarantees Of Love
I thought love was the path to a long and happy life
But I didn't count on the frustration, anxiety and strife
I took those feelings for granted
So I preached, raved and ranted
Talking about equality, peace and unity
The rights that love guarantees to be free
But very few ever did relate
Because of living in fear and hate
So many wouldn't feel secure
Opening up to their neighbor
Everywhere I go another close heart, mind and mouth
Because East doesn't like West and North hates South
So love set me free to endlessly roam
Always looking for someplace to call home

Down So Low
I've gone down so low
I don't know which way to go
Which path will better ease the pain
Could my mental sanity be regain
Death is just too great of a cost
Life is just too great of a loss
But life today is just too great a pain
Because this world is too insane
I have too much to lose
But what can I do about my blues
Is it all downhill from here
Or is my future going to clear

Heather Kuzmich

I honestly don't know why I didn't posted this earlier, but since Heather Kuzmich is the only person that ever interested me in America's Next Top Model and she is the only openly Asperger female celebrity unless you count Temple Grandin. Heather Kuzmich being roughly my age and Asperger's and a few other similarities makes her on a short list celebrity women I would like to meet and possibly hook up with along with Mandy Moore, Amanda Bynes, Jordin Sparks and America Ferrera (this list is shortened based on women younger than me born 12/24/1983). But this is for Heather Kuzmich only since I sent her a message on MySpace to look up my poetry and asked her to help publicize my first volume of poetry I plan on (self)publishing over the summer.

There's not that many pictures of her out there

No Offense Taken "Millionare Lobbyist Group"

(a lobbyist and a senator playing on a golf course)
Lobbyist: (hands senator a large sum of cash) This game is on me.
Senator: Thank you sir.
Lobbyist: Mind you that money is a personal gift not for campaign favors.
Senator: I wouldn't dream of it, this is just a friendly golf game.
Lobbyist: (whispering) You do know you actually owe me right because I'm recording this whole proceeding and I might lose the tape if you don't make this game eventful.
Senator: (nervous) Of course I know, don't toy with me sir just tell me what you want.
Lobbyist: (casually) I don't know what you could be so concerned about, unless you're obviously stressed about the economy
Senator: (calmly) Yes, yes I mean with all these layoffs and people losing their pensions that means...
Lobbyist: (interrupting) We're on the right track (hands another large sum of money.)
Senator: Of course we have to fight tough to beat the Japs and the Krauts in the market today.
Lobbyist: But we need to do more, the Japs and the Krauts are killing us in the motor market with their bleeding heart liberal hybrids. Our SUVs are only up three percent, we had to layoff ten percent of the factory workers to protect our Christmas bonuses. This is sad since our lab scientists say global warming is a fraud, could you help them raise their concern to the public?
Senator: Of course. I have connections with several radio and television media stations.
Lobbyist: Good and also (hands more money) tobacco is a hard product to sell with tough laws against teenagers buying cigarettes.
Senator: (offended) No I can't let you sell that shit to children you sick bastard!
Lobbyist: No I need to let cigarettes be payable with food stamps with the government reimbursing us for the products we sell from the welfare moochers and also could we make the surgeon general's warning to a smaller font?
Senator: Like what?
Lobbyist: Five font in cursive to give it a fancy elegant style. Oh and limit the amount of money the government and non-profit agencies can use to advertise over the media, those anti-tobacco groups are about as bad as the better business bureau.
Senator: Of course is that all
Lobbyist: Until the next game