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Wine from keys Crushing the letters Fermenting the thoughts Aged only by edit Like any pallets vary Vowels give it flavor Chilled or warm Swishes through the eyes No corks or screw top Even the young may try All personal tastes Thought provoking or romantic mode Most makers would love you to savory all For some less is more Bottled on site With wishes that many enjoy and get more Twenty four seven pop open some pages Writers love to hear the champagne Laughs and cries and something for the mind Many bottles to choose from enjoy Wine from keys

Free in paranoia Is someone watching you read? Does your pet have a secret camera? Some say they already have been told Secrets in currency Say what you will but don’t read Big brother or next door neighbor Electronic devices know where you are Fly on a list Anyone getting nervous yet? The way of freedom of fear Hands that help must have other agendas Be your own society of help self Get your plastic cash can’t be tracked Back ground dates Trust only a polite word for checking on others Satire becomes fact Free in paranoia

Advice or control So many give it Some of us take it Others live it Any wonder is it worth a grain of salt? The wise measure The naïve run with it Some pray for balance Few get paid for this While the others enforce Not lessons, for it would be Socratized Listen with logic Question even when it seems sound Words from loose lips are free When it does seem too good Use that nasty word Logic that gets over scrutinized now Good for Socrates The method that weighs all Like most though this is just words Advice or control

In the case of humor Laugh cures many ailments Being a klutz keeps me smiling Give a silly smile to serious frown Give a strange face Even strangers smile In this moment of our existence This will not hurt anyone Let go of the ape in you Brilliant is ones humor Tell anger there is the door Let it hit the back side Get a giggle Have an eye laugh Let the world be the way they are Fret when anxiety rules someone But then an anxious person turns clown In the case of humor

Slumming in mind Thoughts blocked in darkness Light to bright in blurriness The line of thought way to thin Stuff seems average less for others brilliance All others ego grandstands better Corny off the cuff gets the pedestal Imagination on permanent break Ice wall only gets thicker as water down pours Chisel to a sculpture Ignored like spoiled ring of shrimp Frequent snacks adds hype With all that it is to no charm When the hands of a broken clock get it right twice a day Down in the old imagination seeing the old streets Slumming in the mind

Feeling the sun rain A star that may seem average Gives us light and warmth Many think not enough to keep us energized though If they had to support a whole system of seven others May have a different story Radiant in the morning and evening Many ladies are in envy Lessons you try and tell with billions of years of wisdom Many of us wear too dark of glasses Fear that things would be different And show others future is a caring idea Think of the sun rain it covers so much With a percentage caught Shining the positive side of all being Feeling the sun rain

Blossoms may whither Blossoms open to see a destination Weather or trouble times fail to hinder It’s their glory short but amazing No need for faith focused on the future Depending only on the fruits to be No crux for the reason to fail Disaster only slows the drive Wishy washy only for clothes to be cleaned Something after their time is their generation Hope may be a feel good moment The ale that many do drink Not to be blinded getting the shot of goodness Complexity of the simplicity makes more want answers Think of the fruits Blossoms may whither

Maybe eventually he will get it right, he's only been trying since 1994. But I do ask what do you wear to a rapture?Does Blondie do a live show? Many questions.If the believers think this will happen then I'm open for donations since you will not need material wealth. And yet there will be many who will still believe in this eccentric. Anyways please use some logic with these people and if this sounds to good to be true, then seek some help. Radio host says world's end actually coming in Oct - Yahoo! News

One and one is three too many Mirror through the eyes See yourself for once Leave the selfishness with one’s ego Your blood is no better than one who looks back Why think this? The other maybe thinking being alone is much better Baggage is made to travel with not live Misery doesn’t give everyone the enjoyment one may think Two too many for another Crowded for any compassion Kindness seems to have teeth and bites the one is kinder One’s decision should be the one who did it Not the others who wished otherwise Simply put alone is much better company One and one is three too many

Once a boy now many cry wolf Here we are in a moment of doom Some seem to crave calamity Does this make them feel better? Picking a day a time for the end Even Aesop knew when to stop Lessons forgot May be some kind of ego booster Some like being scared Destruction, rapture to be remembered strokes ones esteem? If everyone is gone who remembers? Be braver pick a time where at certain time it’s a whole new beginning That’s not sinister enough though Calm waters is boring Beauty in clear skies ruins floods So don’t worry all I say tomorrow is our grand new beginning Are you ready? Once a boy now many cry wolf

Getting goofy here thought I would do some different things every now and then, hey want some butter. 2,500-YEAR-OLD BOG BUTTER | Weekly World News

Give it to passion Have you ever felt this? We find others with this Inspire them with in Books, movements, ideology With technology list seems endless Galvanizing the masses into splinters Anger more prevalent Feeding the dragons of the past With butterflies getting aggressive Hobbies becoming a part time profession Lay and wait is now in your face and listen Everyone has the answers except ones who think different Give it to charisma saying the words to the right ears Where will this go? The butterfly watches Emotions high, logic in paradise lost Give it to passion

Proof on recycled paper Getting others approval Cash paid in years Envy makes them look No one knows the secret Many got the same only didn’t pay as well Income will just fall on the table Insecure now shielded on the wall Being better hung on that wall Wait didn’t do it for passion Just to prove am better Will make the future Debt for this will make all better than others Costs is more without recycling Paranoia is only for the lack of others seeing achievements Proof on recycled paper

Mirror eyes closed Walking the tricky pride path Without seeing or caring that others have this Imagination at idle Mistakes it has to be for others While seeing no reflection in the mirror Only seeing who can’t love this Just over knowing the swagger Others who touch understands the spiritual moment Wisest of all walks the humble rocky path This would go well if many followed the way Sprinkle compassion to others trees greener Old thoughts and ways die hard Mirror starts closing eyes Not revealing what could be Only knowing many like running the hamsters wheel Change must come with time Or many will lose Mirror eyes closed

Weep together Some say misery loves company Some say dirty laundry should stay in the wash Many compassionately respond to drama Complain brings the masses While being splintered to hear others agony Competiveness is brought on the scroll Happiness must be evil celebrate hard to come by Envy could be the reason of not saying a word This could be the a human paradox A simple human touch to make the complication Positive being swept under the digital rug Who serves happiness is one who is first to get brought down Sadness is the new yard stick Where others will out run you Guess it’s the way when we all Weep together

Let’s complain on weather? Sunny days only brings us to think about rain Rainy days only makes us complain Hear many complaints Substance is missing Rain is part of nature and nourishment for many forms of life Ironic since we are in that food chain Complain is the new form of communication Formed is the new corporation Just too many Ceos’ Let’s not forget politics everyone has the correct answer With this nothing ever gets done No way will I touch religion That’s way too personal And hence with that everyone’s religion is better Back to the weather, why? We can’t control don’t appreciate what it brings And how really important it is Guess it rain downs too love cycles of nature For droughts bring famine too much rain brings floods So if it rains once in awhile remember when you see wild flowers tree’s etc Let’s complain on weather?

In a minute Being young a minute seems not long When older a minute seems even shorter Pass a certain age and the mortality moment hits you What has been completed? Dreams that we all would get too took a different path Gather the energy to try seems like a real crisis Taste has changed or refined seems silly now For others too much on the plate While there may be a rainy day Excuses no will want? May be the lose respect of disrespectful Con one and the mirror Value on reality seems the best bet Fact is only the lameness of mind In a minute

Limbo paradigm Some say crossroads With fuel costs nowadays Knowing what we need to do frightens many Like the writer who spends many hours thinking Planning the plot Simply finding too many loose ends A careful love in times when it’s hard to pick from a menu While indecisions keeps many going Call it, profess procrastination and in true form fix it later Some still thinking sheep skin on the wall makes it all better Hating every minute Pay check is much better though While real dreams go to limbo Ironically real truth doesn’t help for yesterdays wants Be the money not the dream All for one and one for one Limbo paradigm

Anyone seen my socks? Whether it be trolls or a vortex Certain things like socks seem to disappear Sometimes words I write or think I write Still it’s like they get pulled into another dimension Technology should be looking into this Or at least some kind of an inventor somewhere Would be worth at least millions I would think But will continuing wondering where things go Maybe it’s just comes as we age Who knows? As long as I don’t lose more of my mind will be content Though will start looking at the end of the rainbows for these items They just might be there Anyone seen my sock?