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Eternally known

We are not meant to live and burn out like a flame We know there is some thing far greater than these forgotten and but a name The spirit yearns to feel and live to create and be  There is life in the tree and must Some say there is life in the old rust To be greater than what was before  in good and love and trust . To be good as was before like God and Alpha and Omega and eternally known .

The condition is " Acquired metabolic disease . " .

 This is characterized by feeling hot or cold at irregular times , failure to stand hot or cold intermittently , and other related signs and symptoms . It is caused by sterilizing  your' body of its' natural bacteria and commensal organisms . These organisms are good at temperature regulation and we live with them in synergy . If you use anti-biotics or fluoride and chloride then these will sterilize them . Be careful of suddenly stopping medication . Also if a cough lingers , then use a treatment such as toothpaste or inhaler or smoking , with care taken . If the smoke is too hot , then use a spacer .

There is some thing ...

There are some ... greater than utilitarianism and greater than humanism If it wasn't for nature and God the world would be dust and ashes . The sun wouldn't rise , the seas wouldn't gather and a hole would be all that is left . Remember ... There is some ...

Living a Life

Living a Life Above yesterday and above tomorrow Where in is the joy , pain and sorrow The birds fly alone not knowing each other Except by call and colour And the speaking to the tall trees , standing on ground deeply understanding On country and earth Deep and firmly steadfast Each rock and stone , kept to last Like strong hearts , lovers hand in hand Walking on shifting sands Along a strand of time , forever .

... I went to sit down ...

Some how the perfume lingered It could have been my finger I shouldn't have plugged my hole Shouldn't stick things in your' asshole But I wanted to stop the fart It is no farce when you smell bad So I sat down with neither a smile or a frown Perhaps it was in my pants That's what I have to vent ...

Poem for the sons and daughters ...

We are humbled and guilty for every crumb we take of poor mans' bread or the rare cake Pound or pence money or sense No man lives' free  in a world gone awry Money is not freedom and counting takes time Be not the beggar or the thief Your' talents are enough with God at your' side .

I haven't published a complete list of what I have eaten ... Date ( 29-11-2024 )