I Understand Everything And I Want You In My Bed

It’s everything I understand and what I want?
You in my bed because I understand.

Empty of What?
(inspired by Chapter 8 of How To Practise The Way To A Meaningful Life by His Holiness The Dalai Lama)

The more you look into how it conceives
phenomena, an ign’rant consciousness,
them to exist, the more, phenomena,
you find that they do not exist that way.
The more, however, that you look into
what a wise consciousness will understand,
the affirmation, more, that you will gain
in that, its absence of inherency,
existence’s. Both hatred, also lust,
are ruled by ignorance, so they cannot
be generated by us endlessly.

One half of sixty-two is thirty-one, plus seven, thirty-eight, that is the sum, but now I’m 48, you, 24. 14, the years I’ll have to wait before?

Rhyming Isaiah 1.2

Hear me you heavens listen earth, me, hear,
for spoken has the LORD: “I, children, reared,
and brought them up but ‘gainst me they’ve rebelled.
The ox, its master knows, the donkey will,
its owner’s manger, but Is’rael does not
know, nor my people understand, they don’t.”

Rhyming Isaiah 1.1

Concerning Judah and Jerusalem,
the vision that the son of Amoz saw,
Isaiah, that these kings reigned, at the times,
Uzziah, Jotham, Ahaz, and as well,
him, Hezekiah, kings of Judah, all.

2020 TH Chalm Fan Club Accountability Goals

I mean, it’s really bold, but I guess both Rhyming Redsong: Mark and Rhyming Isaiah.  What we can achieve in a year, in five years, in 20!  It’s 2020, maybe we can achieve even more!!!

Q1 2020

Of those first 90 days they’d be aware that this location not remote is here available for all their general use, his friends located, that geography, impairment’s state, them, it would not prevent their transport to the place that had been fixed. Les Club Des Hashischins that Theophile declared upon that day for all his friends, intensive purpose squarely I am found.

William James’ Outraged Crab

With outrage, personal, it would be filled,
a sense of, probably, when, classify
a crab as a crustacean, if it could,
us, hear, it, without an apology
or an ado, and thus dispose of it.
“I am no such thing,” that, what it would say;
“I am MYSELF, MYSELF alone,” always.

This is the reality of the art of poetry is that whoever wants a title please message me and I’ll send you one for free.

Rhyming Isaiah, Chapter 58

“Shout it aloud, do not hold back. Make noise.
Just like a trumpet, upwards, lift your voice.
My people, tell, transgressions, their, to them,
and to the house of Jacob all their sins.
For when they seek me, it is every day,
and they seem eager to know of my ways,
just as a nation that did righteousness
and who would ne’er forsake God’s ordinance.
For just decisions, they express desire,
and, in approaching God, seems they’ve delight.
‘Why have we fasted and you have not seen?’
they say. ‘Why, for ourselves, did humbling seek,
we, and you’ve given us no noticing?’

“Yet on the day of fasting, what you do?
Just as you please, your workers, you abuse.
In quarr’ling strife, how it e’er ends, your fast,
and you, each other, strike with wicked fists.
You cannot fast, the manner of your choice,
and, to be heard on high, expect your voice.
That I have chosen, is not this the kind
of fasting? Of injustice, all its binds,
to loose them. To, cords of the yoke, untie.
To set free the oppressed and break each yoke.
Is it not to, with those who, hunger, know,
your food, share, and to wanderers who’re poor,
provide them shelter? To, the naked, clothe
when you’d, them, see, and not away from your
own flesh and blood’s direction would you turn.
Then like the dawn, how your light shall break forth
and quickly how your healing will appear.
Your vindicator shall go, you, before,
the glory of the LORD shall guard your rear.
Then you will call and, answer, will, the LORD.
You’ll cry for help and he’ll say: I am here.
If you would put away opression’s yoke,
your pointing finger and malicious talk,
and if the hungry you would spend yourself
on their behalf and satisfy the needs
of the oppressed, then in the darkness will
your light rise up and how your night will be,
just like the light that shines bright at noonday.
The LORD will guide you always in each way.
The sun-scorched land is where all of your needs,
he’ll satisfy, and strengthen, he’ll, your frame.
A garden, watered, well-, how you will be,
just like a spring whose waters never fail.
Your ancient ruins all will be rebuilt,
and many generations, you will raise
up their foundations. What you will be called:
he, the Repairer of the Broken Walls,
the Street Restorer where the people dwell.
If you would keep from breaking, with your feet,
the Sabbath and from doing as you please
upon my holy day, if you would call
the Sabbath a delight and hon’rable,
his holy day, the LORD’s, and if you will,
it, honor, by not going your own way
and doing as you please, if you’d refrain,
or speaking idle words, then you will find
your joy within the LORD and you will ride,
I’ll cause you to, in triumph, on the heights,
the land’s, to feast on the inheritance
of Jacob’s who’s your father ever since.”
For, of the LORD, his mouth has spoken this.