To answer ~

A symbolic
Act of contrition
Oft makes right,
Undoes perpetual unraveling,
Calls a halt,
For a new beginning.

Head cannibals ~
Some people who look stupid
Really are stupid.

My cog's caged cannibal
Gnawed all my knowledge, left only
Bones.

Stupid does not
As much as innocence, or numb
Pain. A frozen expression, no masque,
Or match for meanness ~ One
Merely
Lost, looking for direction,
A hand to hold, a pointed finger
Guide.

This way or that?
Your finger tip, close at hand ~
Or farther distance you point toward,
Beyond?

*

"Hard to probe with EM energies
When light ~ Instead of reflecting back ~
Never comes back,
Or acts like a bowling ball.

To sum it up,
I feel bad when people think
They have to see stuff (evidence)
To make it worth discussing.
They say its sci-fiction.
They say burn that thought, for it has no proof.
Sad but true.
Ps. Florida has lots of animals,
And features found in Australia, too.
I wish we had kangaroos."
~ Bert

"I saw Ms.
Kanga!"
~ Twittering

"... and Roo, too,
I saw!"
~ Folly

"Survivor?

It would seem that the Russians
Have better engineering
Than NASA?

BTW,
Have they cancelled Voyager yet?
Is it still up/down there?
Has it been recalled/terminated?

Joke

Question:
How many NASA $'s does
To cost to terminate Voyager?
Answer: ?"
~ Raving

"Answer ..."
~ Folly

"... just a few friends who failed
To answer ~

Who stopped
Caring."
~ Twittering

"... an empty cup,
Half gone, or never full?"
~ Folly

"Indeed,
Makes perfect sense.

Yes,
Best, now gone, Smirnoff ~ That
Whippet, that clever deceptive canine,

A former friend of mine ~
But a friend no longer, if ever,
For much of one, I do not ask. Far too clever,

She, but I gave, and I gave all
I had, far too much than a clever one
Should. But O, The Disenchanted Forest knows,

So alone, not I, if lost or going
No where in particular. For, all my knowing,
I lost, gave prodigally away ~ Unknowingly,

But, O, my Folly knows!
She protects me, recognizes thieves sewing

My demise. Yes, Folly's wise ~
Even when I'm late to recognize."
~ Twittering

*

"Smirnoff?
O, of course ~ Playing golf,
Six under par, swinging her turn on the far nine.

Her iron tossed aside, Smirnoff putts,
Trusts her luck,
A gentle tapping toward the freshly manicured green,

The fairway's hole, an empty cup,
Where Smirnoff, a lean Whippet undershoots, sinks,
Slinks under the links,

Underscores par's crass ending ~ Hoodwinks,
Wags, whips out her whip, laps

From the watering hole, wades
Away, whips her whip, snapping air!"
~ Merryvale

"Indeed,
Makes perfect sense."
~ Twittering

"... an empty cup,
Or a crystal goblet?"
~ Folly

"... or a Waterford
Sailing vessel?"
~ Folly

"Well, yes, illusions
Sometimes pose
( dispose )
Their lovely nakedness beside the shore, seducing
The white field into tall grass

Yielding in the breeze, confusion cut adrift,
Under sail ...

You lie awake
Listening to windy disorder wrestle

This old dispute ~
Reducing

The lake's wrenched pattern before reason
Bears an empty form.

Less absence
Than vessel."
~ Twittering

"But listen ..."
~ Folly

"Is it darkness or light
That draws us toward the center?"
~ Twittering

"... or just
Our emptiness ~ As all's almost
All gone. Lost."
~ Folly

"Is it darkness or light
That draws us toward the center?"
~ Twittering

"... or just
Our emptiness ~ As all's almost
All gone. Lost."
~ Folly

"Yes, Folly, for
Quite some time ago, things stopped
Making sense."
~ Twittering

"No excuse, Twittering,
For friends to allow such loneliness ~
Under any circumstance!"
~ Folly

"Wise
Goose."
~ Twittering

Twittering One wrote:
"... or just
Our emptiness ~ As all's almost
All gone. Lost."
~ Folly

T1,

I lost it yesterday afternoon.

I lost control of my life. I crossed the line. I went overboard.

The 'puzzle' is:
I was 'effective'

I'm not certain as to how to interpret this.


P.S. ... please provide me with an email address, contact me, whatever
....

I would like to help. Who knows ? ... maybe I can? ... It's not the
sort of stuff to discuss wide-open in public. That's all ...



Raving

P.P.S. If you rather not ... O.k. i accept.

don't run away

"... or just
Our emptiness ~ As all's almost
All gone. Lost."
~ Folly

"T1,
I lost it yesterday afternoon."
~ Raving

"Lost what?"
~ Twittering

"I lost control of my life.
I crossed the line. I went overboard.

The 'puzzle' is:
I was 'effective'"
~ Raving

"Effective, overboard?
So what's lost? What got fixed?"
~ Twittering

"I'm not certain as to how to interpret this.

P.S. ... please provide me with an email address,
Contact me, whatever
....

I would like to help. Who knows ?
.... maybe I can? ... It's not the
sort of stuff to discuss wide-open in public.
That's all ...

Raving

P.P.S. If you rather not
.... O.k. i accept.
Don't run away."
~ Raving

"No email contact
With strangers. We got taken advantage
Of."
~ Folly

"... but we
Told the FBI!"
~ Twittering

"O, yes,
A very nice lady, that FBI agent, too!"
~ Folly

Twittering One wrote:
"... or just
Our emptiness ~ As all's almost
All gone. Lost."
~ Folly

"T1,
I lost it yesterday afternoon."
~ Raving

"Lost what?"
~ Twittering

"I lost control of my life.
I crossed the line. I went overboard.

The 'puzzle' is:
I was 'effective'"
~ Raving

"Effective, overboard?
So what's lost? What got fixed?"
~ Twittering

"I'm not certain as to how to interpret this.

a topic worth rumminating but prone to giving me head-aches and
frustration.

not easy
not easy to understand what is going on
... or how to cultivate this effectiveness

i don't wish to push it and get frustrated
i don't want to loose it


P.S. ... please provide me with an email address,
Contact me, whatever
...

I would like to help. Who knows ?
... maybe I can? ... It's not the
sort of stuff to discuss wide-open in public.
That's all ...

Raving

P.P.S. If you rather not
... O.k. i accept.
Don't run away."
~ Raving

"No email contact
With strangers. We got taken advantage
Of."
~ Folly

"... but we
Told the FBI!"
~ Twittering

"O, yes,
A very nice lady, that FBI agent, too!"
~ Folly

Twittering,

I accept what you say.
Anyone who wants to know where I live can look up my injection IP.
It has remained constant.

... Yes, I can easily understand how you might be taken advantage of
....

overtly
deliberately
inherently
specifically
accidently
unwittingly
substantively
... on and on and on

Is is even possible to avoid such when people interact?

I do care and worry about you as a person; ... as an intellect.
I accept that I am ineffectual.
I do what I can when I can do so.

Calls a halt,
For a new beginning.

Head cannibals ~
Some people who look stupid
Really are stupid.

My cog's caged cannibal
Gnawed all my knowledge, left only
Bones.

Stupid does not match
Innocence, or numb
Pain. A frozen expression, no masque,

Or match for meanness ~ One
Merely
Lost, looking for direction,

A hand to hold, a pointed finger
Guide.

This way or that?
Your finger tip, close at hand ~

Or farther distance you point toward,
Beyond?

*

"O.
Okey dokey, Folly.
But O, my head smarts,

And these stars,
Still spinning, buzzing me around
Mars ~

So dizzy, O, still so lost, O, so confused ...
Where's Blew? Are we there?"
~ Twittering

"Dunno, Twittering. Not
Sure this, Haarlem. I know ~ Let's ask
Someone!"
~ Folly

"Haarlem, Holland, this way
Or that?"
~ Folly

"Your finger tip, close at hand ~
Or farther distance you point toward,
Beyond?"
~ Sir Cumference

"Maybe one day ~ Nonsense
Will pay the rent ..."
~ Folly

"... but not quite
Yet."
~ Twittering

"Twittering?
I think we've wandered farther out,
Where the sidewalk ends ..."
~ Folly

"O. Perhaps
We better look for Mr.
Shel Siverstein?"
~ Twittering

"... 'cause
We're falling up?"
~ Folly

"... and our Magic Tree,
Chopped down, too."
~ Twittering

During the unravelling ..
The unravelling will come ..

To create a new happening ??
Well ...

Where be we as humans ..
without ..
all things that go with it ..

Many humans living in caves ..
Too long they stay and life whisks them away ..

Go forward with Love
Or retreat backwards with fear.

For more truths come out
Through science ..
It's near ..

L
B


"Twittering One" wrote in message
oups.com...
A symbolic
Act of contrition
Oft makes right,
Undoes perpetual unraveling,
Calls a halt,
For a new beginning.

Head cannibals ~
Some people who look stupid
Really are stupid.

My cog's caged cannibal
Gnawed all my knowledge, left only
Bones.

Stupid does not
As much as innocence, or numb
Pain. A frozen expression, no masque,
Or match for meanness ~ One
Merely
Lost, looking for direction,
A hand to hold, a pointed finger
Guide.

This way or that?
Your finger tip, close at hand ~
Or farther distance you point toward,
Beyond?

*

"Hard to probe with EM energies
When light ~ Instead of reflecting back ~
Never comes back,
Or acts like a bowling ball.

To sum it up,
I feel bad when people think
They have to see stuff (evidence)
To make it worth discussing.
They say its sci-fiction.
They say burn that thought, for it has no proof.
Sad but true.
Ps. Florida has lots of animals,
And features found in Australia, too.
I wish we had kangaroos."
~ Bert

"I saw Ms.
Kanga!"
~ Twittering

"... and Roo, too,
I saw!"
~ Folly

"Survivor?

It would seem that the Russians
Have better engineering
Than NASA?

BTW,
Have they cancelled Voyager yet?
Is it still up/down there?
Has it been recalled/terminated?

Joke

Question:
How many NASA $'s does
To cost to terminate Voyager?
Answer: ?"
~ Raving

"Answer ..."
~ Folly

"... just a few friends who failed
To answer ~

Who stopped
Caring."
~ Twittering

"... an empty cup,
Half gone, or never full?"
~ Folly

"Indeed,
Makes perfect sense.

Yes,
Best, now gone, Smirnoff ~ That
Whippet, that clever deceptive canine,

A former friend of mine ~
But a friend no longer, if ever,
For much of one, I do not ask. Far too clever,

She, but I gave, and I gave all
I had, far too much than a clever one
Should. But O, The Disenchanted Forest knows,

So alone, not I, if lost or going
No where in particular. For, all my knowing,
I lost, gave prodigally away ~ Unknowingly,

But, O, my Folly knows!
She protects me, recognizes thieves sewing

My demise. Yes, Folly's wise ~
Even when I'm late to recognize."
~ Twittering

*

"Smirnoff?
O, of course ~ Playing golf,
Six under par, swinging her turn on the far nine.

Her iron tossed aside, Smirnoff putts,
Trusts her luck,
A gentle tapping toward the freshly manicured green,

The fairway's hole, an empty cup,
Where Smirnoff, a lean Whippet undershoots, sinks,
Slinks under the links,

Underscores par's crass ending ~ Hoodwinks,
Wags, whips out her whip, laps

From the watering hole, wades
Away, whips her whip, snapping air!"
~ Merryvale

"Indeed,
Makes perfect sense."
~ Twittering

"... an empty cup,
Or a crystal goblet?"
~ Folly

"... or a Waterford
Sailing vessel?"
~ Folly

"Well, yes, illusions
Sometimes pose
( dispose )
Their lovely nakedness beside the shore, seducing
The white field into tall grass

Yielding in the breeze, confusion cut adrift,
Under sail ...

You lie awake
Listening to windy disorder wrestle

This old dispute ~
Reducing

The lake's wrenched pattern before reason
Bears an empty form.

Less absence
Than vessel."
~ Twittering

"But listen ..."
~ Folly

"Is it darkness or light
That draws us toward the center?"
~ Twittering