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I need you I need you To show up To stand out front To shield me I need you I need you To lead To breed To be there for me I need you I need you  Now Then Always I need you I need you To share joy with To share sorrow with To share life with I need you I need you For the full experience  This is not just something  To be half-lived I need you I need you To buy in to commitment To stand beside me Through the tick and the thin I need you I need you Like a book needs words To have any meaning Like words need to be defined To make any sense Like the whole point of my existence Is that life had been breathed into you I need you I need you To choose me too To see how I am of value to you To need me too I need you I need you I have always needed you I will always need you I need you I need you

No one worried about the future--   Too caught up in the present-- I forgot to plan for it When it came  I was ill prepared  For the savagery of it I dodged no bullets Caught every knife It was a decent into hell Without compromise  So I died To will myself back to life With only the future left In mind

Ironically It's the same people  Who can't share a table  With someone whom they disagree That call us evil For understanding  Socialism is a failed experiment  Ironically  It's the same people Who fight against monopolies  And self-made billionaires  That call us evil For understanding  Socialism creates government monopolies And autocratic billionaire systems  Ironically It's the same people  Who have benefited the most From Capitalism and  Free Markets That call us evil For understanding  Capitalism benefits the most people And free markets give Anyone access to the system Ironically It's the same people Who didn't help their parents Keep their family home That call us evil For understanding  It's not the government's job To provide free housing Ironically  It's the same people  That call us evil  For understanding  It is the pride, greed, lust, Envy, gluttony, wrath, and sloth Of these people That i...

Hi my name is what? my name is who? chka-chka sit down bitch you're just another groyper with a bad hair-do White America I'm just one of your kids walkin' off a proverbial cliff insecure and following every grift Ma even named me Stan after her favorite band a foreshadowing for my sleaze and cowardice still sucklin' at the tit an extended adolescence watching people fuck every chance I get who needs the real thing when you can zoom in on a 6" screen life-size cunt, really stickin' it to the man sittin' behind a desk bound and chained in by those likes and clicks created a whole new genre Rage Porn pissin' and moanin' spreading wild shit a hot take no cups layin' it on thick all chest no niche setting trends Like, I'm the Next Gen not invited to Fox and Friends, but hairy, jackin' off wi...

in a world that is more fluff than climactic where longevity and legacy come in second fashions are fast, and the timeless outdated i found a love everlasting withstanding the peaks and valleys handcrafted, sturdy, and resilient i realized the roadblocks getting here had been no accident every detour had brought me closer there was more to this than i'd ever anticipated life was full of more surprise, intrigue, and possible outcomes but i'd have to do more than just ride out the storm i had to take the wheel choose the direction i was going the losses i was willing to take the people i'd pick up along the way freeways would get me across quickly, highways offered more opportunity, but it is on the backroads and byways that life's lessons are learned a bit messy, hard, rough and dirty more stick than carrot most days, but i was determined...

Sometimes we try And fail miserably That's OK too Inquiry and exploration Are part of the process We must act Sometimes without Knowing how It is not wrong to fail It is always right To try our best Wrongdoing is choosing: Indifference Inaction Ignorance Righteousness is choosing: Curiosity Action Knowledge Sometimes we try And fail brilliantly That's OK too

a male ruler over sovereign land? one who rules for life; an honor passed through bloodline. a ceremonial head; or one unrestricted in his power. who is a King? a political outsider, or one with 50 years tenure? certainly, it's the orange one— with wings whose larva feeds on milkweeds

At the center Of any point In time You are The only thought That keeps me ...

I am inside a bubble You can insert and swap me Divide and partition To Merge and Sort Quickly I carry keys and indices To stay organized, and Travel timely I may be on edge or Rather pointy But don't worry It's no warning There here to guide you Through space kindly

beneath the lies the fabric of reality every story ever told an interpretation we piece the particles both positive and negative bound and orbiting into supporting structures the masses compounding influencing space-time rewriting our history a spooky activity 13 dimensions of possibility beneath thee lies the fabric of reality

an ideal the essential a constant something steadfast, loyal, honest, and just. a logical necessity— You. You are True, and the Truth is, that I Love You. it's transcendent and inherent, something i've accepted; we are sitting in the heart of God, and the Love here is infinite.

I take refuge in the asylum of ignorance I seek not to understand, but instead, I trust in the Will of God .   All things flowing from   All things an attribute of   All things existing because Conceived by the very essence  of perfect thought . I am only but one part  constrained by, constructed within—  a divine work of art . My motives are to seek out what's been brought to light,  to life. To understand how I can best serve  this masterful design.

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to love you infinitely no final conditions to loop for every particle of light you reflect to loop while any essence of you exists loving you is nested in every function i run and it hasn't crashed my system yet if it were to try i'm confident in the code we've laid to catch it to love you infinitely no final conditions to loop for every particle of light you reflect to loop while any essence of you exists loving you is nested in every function i run and it hasn't crashed my system yet if it were to try i'm confident in the code we've laid to catch it to love you infinitely no final conditions to loop for every particle of light you reflect to loop while any essence of you exists loving you is nested in every function i run and it hasn't crashed my system yet if it were to try i'm confident in the code we've laid to c...

They will call me terrible but don't listen to their dribble Setting fire to bad blood gives birth to the seeds of good This is not a face of a man condemned But it is one you will fear for eternity Divinely guided, having answered my calling I bear witness to the corrupt falling

space-time complexity O(n!): race, color, religion, sex, and national origin value added: low to moderate space-time complexity O(n): everything else value added: moderate to high

the battle is between what my spirit knows that I do not and what my body knows which my spirit is all too familiar whispers of what comes next in a language I am still learning a chasm of misunderstanding my body my mind are weary Faith, my last weapon & shield I surrender to the spirit residing within all-knowing the battle rages as is the world of man

I remember when it was not so hard to trust people —those days not long passed— leave me with more than melancholy I fight for every ray every drop of hope I have

in the shadows of life you find the least shade

the beauty found in skyward glance the mystery in its contents the future in its warning the great promise in its history what was in it premonition what is in it, yūgen

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It does not behoove us To be rash To think conspiratorially That this is a part Of an orchestrated And an evil plan We must keep faith At the forefront Believe in and act out Of love Hold ourselves To the highest standards Accountable for Carrying out our part In realizing heaven Here on earth We cannot control What evil does We can only lead Ourselves Away from such temptations Be vigilant In our steps Protecting the innocent Uplifting hearts and minds With every tragedy Brings forth opportunity For solidarity With the powers of Good Or those that otherwise Turn you away from it It is no righteous stance To slip here In the name of revenge It is together and through That we will find strength And a solid place t...

I do not know you, but I see you— A thought leader Not having hurt me. Disagreeing at times, Respectfully I do not know you, but I see you in your family— An expression of hope A manifestation of your dreams. I do not know you, but I see you moving in Love— Not lost in smoke and mirrors, Uplifting spirits. Acknowledging one's own hands Can reshape their life. I do not know you, but I see you in the lives you've touched— In the hearts now broken; In the fears I have Facing the realities at hand. I do not know you, but I see you. I grieve with the masses— Disquieted and restless, I pray With undiminished endurance And unwavering faith. I do not know why Some things happen Only that I, too, must Believe in the Almighty's Plan.

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The chosen people The treasured Trading in purple Granted privileges Led to a promised land, and Found themselves burdened To be low, to be brought down To be hunted for their blessings Tongues caught, cut out Mid sentencing-- For true judgement would be next to come-- Learned to harden their words Creating literature Script to be handed out Dispersed and integrated Ensuring future generations A code enshrining values For all the people of earth The chosen people The treasured Building kingdoms On their backs, and With their hands Carrying the everlasting covenant In their hearts While they rise, and While in decent Upholding the commandments Knowing their mission Enduring each attack Flourishing in the light of the Lord As beggar and bourgeoisie As citizen and exile Facing blood libels, and Crusades, the ...

If it is in His will that one finds peace This must be His will For my heart never waivers In its love for you I told you once After one of many conversations I'd had It was as your wife My path had been enlightened The wave of anxiety had finally passed I had washed up on the shores of your life And found it more suitable Than any other Bearing fruits with names like Dragon Breathing fire, I was purified in Where loving too much is the way and not the sin A reason to rejoice in the good deeds of men The discipline-- Not all will choose to climb this mountain-- It takes to embark on a quest of which outcomes are uncertain On which faith is our strongest weapon And lack of desire a fatal omen With the grace of God, I have learned many lessons Been blessed with many Mentors, Guides, and Pilgrimages Found myse...

Part 1 - It was everything it was nothing-- It curved without boundary at temperatures infinitely burning. A dense spot holding the ingredients to our universe. Particles racing around too sexy to settle down-- it was the beginning. In every equation of general relativity, the radius of space-time starts at zero-- as do all our cosmological theories. From this point, an expansion: flat and smooth. Science does not address conditions before this-- they are not representative of the universe we now live in the one immediately after the Big Bang, past the point of zero. The temperatures relented, particles found each other more attractive. Some began to cluster, bringing new particles into existence. From quarks, we get protons an...

Young and unbothered, with time not young enough, to be oblivious to it but young enough. The sun rises even on a cloudy day as if to say, "What will be will be." Our permanent accountable-a-buddy, reminding me, I have not yet done all that I will do. And like the sun, each day I must rise too. Young enough to be bothered by the betrayers and naysayers, the ex-lovers and friends, the corruption and hedonistic whims. Young enough to still mourn the loss of them. They say every rose has its thorn, that every life sees its fair share of storms, that grief is a badge, an honor of having once had, but like any good farmer knows, nothing grows once the soil's gone bad. Still young enough to have hope, this paranoia will not stay until the end. The bitterness and resentment dissolved in faith and forgiveness-- water under new bridges, pH in balance. Old enough to know that what's m...

Part 1- Driving down an open road, lost among the trees. The closer they come, the faster they seem to approach me-- the parallax: a change in the angle as it relates to the position from which I see. And from here we can measure the stars closer to us from those more distant, regardless of one shining more brightly. Caught in a curvature on a cosmic cruiser, we travel around the sun-- an ordinary star among billions, average in size, glowing yellow in our sky. A heart, fusing hydrogen to helium atoms, set on the edge of a spiral arm. We glimpse only a mere fraction with the naked eye-- just .0001% of those formed over time, gathered on a barred spiral we call the Milky Way. Herschel painstakingly categorized the s...