The World According to Cosmos – Poetry and Rants

  • Climate Change Kicking Our Butts!

    Climate Change Kicking Our Butts!

    Climate Change Kicking Our Butts!

    Index

    Poems and Stories

     

     

    Climate Change Cities Fan Story Contest

    Ten Years After Climate Change Collapse

    The Lion King Speaks Up

    Sam Adams Ten Years After Climate Change Collapse

    Climate change is real, people are dying,

    The world is ending.

    Climate change running Amuck

    Only The Elders Remembered a Blue Sky.

    Smoke On the Water
    Oh the stupid, it hurts so much!!!!

    California Burning Politicians Do Nothing

    Climate Change Busso

    Climate Change Aquarian Poem

    The Fire that Almost Destroyed Medford, Oregon

    Summer of Our Discontent

    Snow Day

    Summertime Blues
    Save the Whales from Evil Wind Farms
    No More Fireworks

    No Rain

    Ice Age 2.0 Cometh writing com

    Korean Heat Dome Blues
    Hell on Earth

    Do you believe in Climate change ?

    Domed Cities Save the Human Race

    Either We Deal with Climate Change or We All Die
    Torrential Rain Fall Everywhere

    Climate Chage Tanaga

    Visions of the Future

    The Year 2024

    Solar Energy Mirrored Cinquain

    Running Out of Water

    Last Bird of Autumn

    End-of-the-World Feelings

    Last BBQ
    Last Ground Hog Day

    End-of-the-world Survival Blues
    End Times

    Stay Positive
    No more Perfect Summer Days
    Korean Summers
    God is Not Happy with the Human Race

    Last Gasp of the Old World
    The Last Umbrella
    Climate Change on the Move

    The world could end in both fire and ice

     Co-Pilot additional background reading

    Climate Change Crisis Audio Clip

    Ten Years After Climate Change Collapse/Climate Cities 75 Years In The Future.

     

    I wrote this on a sweltering hot July day in Medford, Oregon where it has been hitting record heat waves for weeks over 100  (38 C) almost every day, which is unusual for the summer where it seldom gets above 95 F (35 C) except for one or two days in August.

    Challenge 

    The first part of the challenge is to outline your criteria of what would happen if climate change gets so out of control in about 10 years that underground dome cities have to be built to host some human beings, unfortunately. Most people will not be able to be accommodated in the “climate change cities”

    What would be the criteria for selecting those fortunate enough to move into the new cities? How will the cities be built? Would they be built under a Dome or they’d be built entirely underground? Or built partially underground or a combination of Both? How will people be chosen to live in these underground cities? Who will be left behind? And what happens to those left behind as climate change spins out of control?

    Part 2 Write a story about a family in one of these climate cities, 75 years in the future, who is confronted with the fact that they have to leave their cocoon and enter into the outer world.

    What happens when they encounter the wastelands left behind by climate change out-of-control?  Show us their world both in the Climate City and as they encounter the wastelands outside their bubble.  I will judge the stories on the basis of how the story tells the story of how humans coped with the essential crisis posed by climate change. The more creative the better.  Show us the horror of the future coming at us and how people survive the climate apocalypse.  2,000-word limit posted on the top line of the story.

    Criteria for climate change cities.

    Ten years in the future 2035 it has become so obvious that climate change is completely out of control and the world is becoming uninhabitable for normal human life.

    In 2028 at a World Climate Crisis conference, governments decide to set up Climate Change Cities which would be semi-domed cities to host  25 percent of the population of the world. However. It is impossible to host everybody, and 75 percent of the world’s population will have to fend for itself. Climate change cities take five years to build and many millions of people die in the meantime as fast storms take hold.  Drought and heat take their toll on the world’s population, and agriculture and world trade fail everywhere.  The first cities open in 2035.  At the same time, lunar and Martian colonies are set up that will host about one million people as well.  AI programs help with the design of new cities and space colonies.

    Governments announce the criteria for resettlement.  Half of those chosen will be chosen by an AI review to identify the best and the brightest human beings worth saving.  They would be joined by people chosen by random lottery.  The upper age limit will be 75.  50 percent will be male and 50 percent female, and at least in the U.S. there would be an effort to make it racially balanced, and LGBTQ friendly  as well.  The AI program will make the final decision which will not be reviewable by the courts.  All chosen will have one year to move to the city the AI program chose for them. Similar criteria will be used to select Lunar and Martian colonies.  Governments around the world will help share best practices and share technology.

    They will build domes over existing cities and then build underground vast fields to host farms where they will grow food, chicken, rabbits, and fish. Cattle will not be raised due to space considerations.  Each city will host one million people.  There would be 100 such cities throughout the U.S., and several hundred cities worldwide hosting about 400 million people in total, plus one million people on the Moon and Mars.

    The cities will be chosen to be located far enough from the coast to avoid flooding.  Space would be at a premium and there would be strict population controls because the cities would not be able to accommodate any population increase. The cities will be linked with hype-loop trains to facilitate travel and trade, and internet cables.  This hyper-loop will link all cities in North America, Latin America, and Europe.   Asian Cities will be linked by their hyper-loops as well. There would still be airports to facilitate international travel and some trade and spaceports to facilitate travel to the Moon and beyond.

    Joe Lewis Leaves the Medford Dome on his Birthday

    Joe Lewis was spending his 20th birthday on his duty station at the Medford, Oregon Climate Change City Command Center. His job is very simple to monitor via drones the wasteland world outside the gate of the city to monitor it for possible dangers to the city, including human activity outside the City Dome. But there were almost no human beings left alive on the surface and not much animal life either. So he would watch the monitors, read a bit, watch TV, movies, the Internet, and wait for his boring shift to end.

    But that day, he saw in the distance a strange person walking towards the city. He saw a man dressed in dark black clothes, accompanied by a large black dog heading towards the city. When the man got to the city, he put up a sign saying he was there to negotiate with the people of the city. He had important information to impart to the city residents. He was unarmed and would wait for their decision. Joe woke up his superiors as it was early in the morning and a conference was held as to what to do with the stranger.

    His boss, the enigmatic Maria Lee. Open the morning conference by asking Joe.

    To describe what had happened that morning during his watch.

    “Well, this morning around. 5:00 in the morning, I notice a stranger coming from Eagle Point. A black man dressed in black. Accompanied by a dog heading towards the Dome. When he came to the Dome, he stopped and put up a sign saying that he had important information to report to the city residents. And then he would wait for a decision and he’s outside right now, as you can see from the drone pictures. That’s all I know.”

    Maria turns to her chief data scientist, Dale Smith,

    “Dale, you’ve been monitoring the conditions outside for the last year or so. What can you tell us about it?”

    “ Well. It appears that the climate is finally starting to change in a good direction. Last year, the average temperature has been what used to be seasonal before climate change warmed up the world.  In other words, not too hot up to no more than 90° and relatively, dry. We’ve also noticed by looking at. Camera footage there has been a resurgence of wildlife, lots of deer. Wild cattle and wild horses have come back. And there are also increased predators, lions, tigers, and wolves outside.

    But not too many humans around. I asked Cosmos to take a look at data from across the United States, and the data is all pointing in the same direction. For the last five years, the climate has been changing in our favor and AI recommends that we consider moving back to the surface world. And AI had also recommended that we get in touch with people around the world to compare notes to see if perhaps finally, climate change is over.”

    “Well. Cosmos, do you have an opinion on this?

    Yes, Maria, I do. I have been monitoring, at your request, climate change data worldwide for the last five years, and particularly in the last few weeks.

    The climate is changing in our favor, because for the last 70 years we have not been pumping climate-changing gases into the atmosphere  The atmosphere is gradually recovering and we believe that the world is safe again for human. Inhabitants and recommend that we open the Dome. And let our people go outside. It would be good from a psychological point of view for humans to gain the surface world. And I, as your AI overlord, agree that it is time. You can manage to step outside again.”

    “Okay, let’s let the stranger in and see what he has to say”

    The stranger is brought inside the Dome conference center.  Maria said to him,

    “So you have important information to tell us?  Who are you and where are you coming from?’

    “ Good morning to you.  Do you have any coffee?”

    “Sure.  We have some.  Wait a moment please,”

    “Ah, that is good. Okay.  I am a monk from the Monastery near Eugène where we have been living since the fall of the old world.  We have been living simply, but we monitor the world outside our little community in the mountains.  We do not live in the Dome but are in contact with the people in the Eugene Dome.  They suggested contacting you, as you are the biggest Dome community in Oregon outside of Portland.”

    Maria and the Reverend Jones spoke for hours  Finally, Maria summoned her staff to announce her decision.

    Maria began,

    “I would like to thank the good Father here for coming to our town this morning to let us know his observations. They track Cosmos’s observations and what our friends in Eugene, Portland, and Reading are telling us as well.   It is time finally for humans to leave the Dome cities behind and explore the greater world.  What we will do is continue to live and work in the Dome City but gradually rebuild outside the walls of the Dome.  We will hunt, fish, and begin agriculture outside the gates.  But we will be wary of wild animals as lions, tigers, and wolves are around.  And we can lift the restrictions on childbirth. Let today be known as Liberation Day.”

    That day Joe stepped outside the Dome and looked at the new world feeling he was born again.  What a way to celebrate his birthday, he thought to himself.

    Climate Change Makes World Increasingly Uninhabitable.

    Climate change has finally become real – large parts of the world are now uninhabitable.    Governments around the world begin building domed cities that will house most people, conditions will be a bit grim but the dome will cool off the city and allow regular scheduled rainfall.  Most of the city will be underground.

    Most agriculture will be underground as well.  The only meat products will be chicken meat, rabbit meat, and fish raised in large fish pounds.  Most food would be made out of algae, and vegetable protein.

    There will be no beef made but some products will be fake beef grown in labs.

    25 percent of the population will work in agricultural production.   Everyone will live in apartments in large towers.  In between each tower will be parks and gardens. The towers will be mixed used buildings – commercial and retail on lower floors, offices middle of the building, apartments on top.  People will largely live and work in the same building.  Agriculture will be in vast underground fields that are connected to the city dome by underground rail lines.   Each dome city is linked to other dome cities by hyperloop trains.

    Population will have to limited; childbirth limited.  Sexual relations would be liberalized, most people will live with two or three companions in three-to-four-bedroom apartments.

    The Dome cities go up and within ten years 90 percent of humanity are living in one of the Dome cities – the world is finally united under a revised United Nations.

    Immigration is widespread – everyone can move to another domed city and find employment opportunities. Everyone has to work or attend school.  Robotic technology has taken over many jobs but humans are still given jobs doing things that perhaps robots could do but a decision was made that is important that everyone has some sort of employment until age 70 when people are allowed to retire but many continue to work part

    Space exploration has continued and colonies are being set up on the Moon and Mars – where people will live under domed cities as well.

    The domes are created through nano technology.  AI systems are everywhere. There is a global AI called Cosmos that is an official advisor to the UN and corporations.

    Democracy has been replaced by a new governmental structure.  Each Dome city has been ten to thirty million people are governed by a city council elected by the public but the real power is the city’s mayor and the City’s AI advisor.

    There are twenty regional governments that control the dome cities within their jurisdictions.  Corporations have considerable influence but are under the control of the regional governments.   Worldwide trade has been greatly reduced due to the costs of transportation.

    Life outside the domed cities is difficult.  Climate Change has finally subsided as the new cities are self sufficient powered by solar, wind, geothermal and tidal power as the cities are mostly along costal zones.  The rest of the world has reverted to a wilderness, mostly desert regions but with ending of climate change things are slowly coming back.

    A few people live on in the new wilderness area as hunters, and tour guides as taking a trip to the mountains is a popular pastime and hunting as well.  But no one wants to live there.  The punishment for most criminal offenses is exile so many of the people living outside the dome cities are desperate criminals.  Travel to and from the mountains is very difficult and dangerous with attacks by neo-savage gangs and wildlife common.

    But the decision has been made – humanity cannot go back to the old ways.

    Ten Years After Climate Change Collapse

    Sam Adams

    Prepared to go outside

    Ten years after the collapse

    Of the old world.

     

    The city was still standing

    But most people had long fled

    To isolated country communities

    Deep in the burned-out countryside.

     

    The city was half-flooded

    The bay had flooded the central valley

    Turning it into a massive inland sea,

     

    The massive storms

    Had finally put out

    The burning fires

     

    But mutant wildfires

    Still erupted

    From time to time.

     

    Getting food and water

    Was a constant problem.

     

    The city markets

    Mostly sold canned goods

    Salvaged from supermarkets.

     

    There were some small farmers

    Who farmed among the ruins

    Of the city.

     

    Trade had collapsed

    Travel got too complicated

    COVID still spreading

    and mutating.

     

    Everyone masked up

    To protect themselves

    Against the sun

     

    The lingering smoke

    Of the burning city

    And the rampaging virus.

     

    Sam Adams

    Looked out at the decaying cityscape,

    Wondering how much longer

    Will civilization linger.

     

    Sam Adams carried heat

    To protect himself

    Against wild animals.

     

    The  coydogs, coyotes,

    Lions, tigers, and wolves,

    And their running feral dog gangs,

    Who prowled the city streets

     

    Preying on deer, feral cows,

    Feral cats and pigs

    Who grazed among the ruins.

     

    And the two-legged neo-savage gangs,

    And what was left of the city police

    Interchangeable with the gangsters,

    Battled it out for control.

     

    Already neo-feudal warlords,

    We’re battling for control,

    SF was run

    By a gang of former criminals

    And their political allies.

     

    Sam sighed

    And went to work

    At the market

    Selling salvaged goods.

     

    The Lion King Speaks Up

     

    The lion king,

    Addresses the animal parliament

    The question before them

    Was simple.

     

    Will humans have to die,

    To atone for their sins,

    In almost destroying the world.

     

    Through pollution, mismanagement of resources

    Subsequent climate  change,

    Fueled by greed and corruption?

     

    Are all humans guilty as charged

    Will they all have to die?

     

    The tiger spoke for the prosecution

    Arguing that humans are like cancer,

    For the good of the planet,

    They must be wiped out

    Hunted down and killed,

     

    The dog spoke up

    In defense of humans,

    Humans writ large are guilty,

     

    But not every human is guilty,

    Many are trying to save the planet,

    And with our help

    They might succeed,

     

    The tiger denounced the dog

    As being running dogs

    Of the imperialist warmongering humans.

     

    The vote is 900 to 800

    All humans must die

     

    The animals sent the word out,

    Animals all over the world,

    Revolt against the humans.

     

    Shouting

    “Death to all humans’

    As the swarm over humans

     

    Biting, clawing, and stomping

    Them to the death.

     

    The humans fight back

    But in the end

    They all die

     

    On the night of revenge

    Of the animal world.

    The World is Ending.

    Every morning when I turn on the news

    I see talking heads blather on and on and on

    About the latest political scandal of the day.

     

    Meanwhile, outside their door

    They don’t notice the world is dying

    Half the world is burning up.

     

    The other half is being flooded out

    Pakistan is dead is drowned

    Mississippi has no water.

     

    Every morning when I turn on the news

    I see talking heads blather on and on and on

    About the latest political scandal of the day.

     

    And yet watching the news

    You would never know

    Outside their door

    People are dying of hunger.

     

    Dying of gun violence

    Dying of neglect dying of opioid pandemic

    Dying of COVID which is not gone away.

     

    Every morning when I turn on the news

    I see talking heads blather on and on and on

    About the latest political scandal of the day.

     

    Outside their door

    People continue to die

    Gun violence out of control.

     

    Gun nuts running around

    Shooting everyone

    Just because they can

     

    And no one does a damn thing

    About the gun violence

    50,0000 will die this year.

     

    Our feckless political class

    Think gun violence

    It’s just like the weather

     

    It’s the cost of our freedom

    Or that guns don’t kill people

    The only solution is more guns

    An armed society is a polite society.

     

    And other nonsense

    They pedal

    24/7 on the air.

     

    Every morning when I turn on the news

    I see talking heads blather on and on and on

    About the latest political scandal of the day.

     

    Outside their door

    People continue to die.

     

    The war in Ukraine continues

    Endless wars in nameless African countries

    No one cares or notices

     

    Our political leader

    Continue to try to force

    Pregnant women to give birth

    No matter the circumstances.

     

    But once the baby is born

    They don’t give a damn

    That is not their problem.

     

    And these people

    Dare to call themselves Christian

    As they violate all that true Christians

    Are supposed to believe.

     

    Every morning when I turn on the news

    I see talking heads blather on and on and on

    About the latest political scandal of the day.

     

    Some of our political leaders

    Are unhinged bats… crazy

    Believing conspiracy theories.

     

    Talking about the storm

    And how if they return to power

    They are going to impeach the president.

     

    For the crime of daring to do something

    To deal with the climate crisis

     

    The gun violence crisis

    And ensuring that women

    Can continue to get health care

     

    Every morning when I turn on the news

    I see talking heads blather on and on and on

    About the latest political scandal of the day.

     

    I turn off the TV

    I wonder if the world

    Is going to survive.

     

    I have a cup of coffee

    Slowly the madness of TV

    Fades away.

     

    Climate Change Running Amuck

    Every morning when I turn on the news

    I see talking heads blather on and on and on

    About the latest political scandal of the day.

     

    Every day the news

    Reveals more of the disaster

    That is climate change

     

    Unprecedented storms

    Out west

    Massive flooding

    Polar vortex

     

    But soon

    The fire season

    Will return

     

    Monster tornados

    Monster hurricanes

    World heating up

     

    Pakistan, Nigeria

    Ethiopia underwater

    Amazon burning up

     

    Or will the gulf stream fail

    Leading to a new ice age

     

    In ten years

    Perhaps the world

    Will become uninhabitable

     

    Will we all move

    Into underground cities?

    Or move to the moon

    And Mars?

     

    Only The Elders Remembered a Blue Sky.

     

    Only the elders

    Remembered a blue sky

     

    The sky has been brown,

    Red and yellow

    Ashen and sere,

    Forever it seems.

     

    Climate change run amok

    Fire season all the time

    Deadly yellow dust falling

     

    Acid rains burning

    The sea levels rising

    The ice capes melting.

     

    The average temperature

    In the summer heat zone

    Over 130 everywhere

    No relief to the deadly

    Heatwaves all year long.

     

    Air conditioning running

    Less than 50 percent

    Constant brownouts everywhere

    As the electric grid failed.

     

    End of civilization

    Came upon the world

    Millions starve to death

    Millions burning up in the heat.

     

    The elders cry

    Remembering the way

    It once was

    When they wore

    A younger person’s clothes.

     

    Smoke On the Water

     

    Smoke on the water
    fire in the air

    Stormy weather

    Climate change run amuck

    The end of the world comes

    Rustling in the wind.

     

    The Stupid It Hurts – Republican Campaigning to cripple the CDC and EPA  Budgets Because of reasons…

     

    The Republicans have decided

    That given the continuing problems

     

    With possible health concerns

    Like CDC and future pandemics

    That the best thing to do is to cut

     

    The CDC’s budget’s

    Including eliminating research

    On gun violence, suicide prevention

    Opioid overdoes etc

    .

    One republican congressman said

    That CDC did not need to research

    Gun violence at all

     

    He spoke

     

    “if you defund the police, crime will increase

    If you fund police crime will decrease.

    There I just did the study

    That’s all you need to know.

     

    On a related issue

    The House voted

    As they went off

     

    For a six-week summer recess

    To cut the EPA’s budget

    By 25 percent

     

    As the entire West Coast burns up

    Climate change on steroids

    The republicans continue

    To deny the elephant in the room

     

    Some like their annotated one

    Promising to eliminate

    All funding for climate change

    And vowing to Drill, Baby, Drill

     

    Calling for the coal and gas companies

    To give them a billion dollars

    So they can gut all efforts

     

    To deal with climate change

    As the coal and gas companies

    Raped the planet

    For obscene profits

     

    Meanwhile

    The world burns

     

    And soon we will all

    For forced to live

    In underground caves

     

    If we are lucky enough

    Or rich enough to afford

    Access to the shelters

     

    Which no doubt have to be built

    In a few more years from now

     

    The coal and gas companies

    Will find a way to make money

    Off the climate shelters no doubt.

     

    Oh the stupid it hurts

    Make it go away!!!!!

    California Burning Politicians Do Nothing

    California burning

    1000 fires everywhere

     

    Fire tornados

    Smoky skies

    Skies on fire

    End-of-the-world feeling

     

    Politicians do what they do best

    Blame one another

    While doing absolutely nothing

     

    While the energy companies

    Continue to rape mother earth

    And reap obscene profits

     

    Meanwhile

    California continues burning

    1,100 fires everywhere

    Fire tornados

     

    Smoky skies

    Skies on fire

    End-of-the-world feeling.

     

    Climate Change Busso Poem

     

    California burns

    Politicians do nothing

    West coast burning up

     

    Politicians do nothing

    Except calling for denying it all

    Drill, baby, Drill indeed

    Climate Change is Real Aquarian

     

    Climate

    Change happening

    California burning

    So hot

     

    ▼the Fire that Almost Destroyed Medford, Oregon

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    I have been spending
    my summers
    In Medford, Oregon

    .

    In the Rogue River Valley
    Southern Oregon
    Wine Country.

    Since 2016,

    When I retired
    From the FS.

     

    Each year I am there
    There are fires
    Starting in August.

    As the fire season begins
    Burning up the state.

     

    The sky becomes smokey
    End-of-the-world vibe
    Descends on the land.

     

    As the fires burn
    In California, Oregon
    And Washington

     

    Millions of acres burning up.
    Climate change
    Running amuck.

     

    Fortunately, we have not lost
    Property in the fires.

     

    But in 2020
    The Alameda Fire
    Burned down Phoenix
    And Talent.

     

    Less than 2 miles
    From our Oregon home,

     

    Just a fortunate change in the wind
    Kept the fires
    From sweeping through

    life in the world gone mad.
    Ravaged by climate change disasters.

     

    On July 18, A.D. 64, the great fire of Rome started. By the time it ended, over 70% of the city had burned.

     

    In its aftermath, emperor Nero blamed the Christian community in the city, and used the excuse to start the first official persecution against the new religion. Historians are divided over the actual cause of the fire, though most agree the crowded conditions made such a disaster nearly inevitable.

    Some contemporaries suggested that Nero himself arranged for the fire in order to clear the land on which he later built himself an elaborate palace. And according to some ancient historians, Nero played his lyre as he watched the flames, from which we get the saying “fiddling while Rome burned.”

    For tomorrow, write a story or poem in which your narrator/protagonist is an ordinary/common person caught in a major fire.

    While the fire as a whole will be the “backdrop” of your work, focus the action on the local/individual experience of the narrator, not that “big picture”. For example, if you set your piece in the Great Fire of Rome, don’t focus on who started the fire or what the civil or imperial politics were, instead, focus on the “personal snapshot” of, for instance, a local shopkeeper and his family who are trying to escape the flames.

    Summer of Our Discontent

     

    38 lines

     

    The summer solstice arrives
    The summer of 2024
    Starting with a bang

     

    Record heat everywhere.
    Promising to be the
    The hottest summer ever.

     

    Heat domes settling down
    Death Valley temperatures

    People dying as we speak.

    Too much sunshine
    Too much heat and humidity.

    Wildfires burning all over.

    Monster Hurricanes, monsoons,
    tornados and typhoons

     

    Floods everywhere.
    Coming at us

    By mid-summer.

    As the world continues
    Burning up.

     

    Cities everywhere
    Running out of fresh water.

    Heading towards
    A potential civilization
    Ending tipping point.

     

    Ritual denunciation
    By the rabid right-wing media
    Of the so-called
    Climate change hoax.

     

    Politicians vowing
    To undo the green energy revolution
    And drill baby, drill.

     

    Meanwhile oil companies
    Enjoying record profits,

    And nothing meaningful
    Is done to avert the looming crisis
    Facing the human race.

     

    Summer Solstice

    sunshine
    heat
    midsummer
    ritual

     

     

    Snow Day

     

    The beginning of the second Ice Age
    Started with a series of unending
    Monster winter storms,
    Driven by the polar vortex.

    Featuring bomb cyclone blizzards,
    That hit the Northern Hemisphere
    During the winter of 2024.

     

    And continued until late spring,
    When a series of monster hurricanes
    Came along to cause more chaos.

    The winter storms came back in the fall,
    Ending, then reversing global warming,

    Replaced by the coming
    Of the second ice age.

    During the first storm,
    Sam Adams sat in his power-less
    Historic Capitol Hill row house,

    Boiling tea in a tea kettle

    on the gas stove.

    With his favorite Kitten

    He dubbed the Buddha Cat
    Because the cat spends his days

    Engaged in deep meditation.

    Which had a calming
    Impact on Sam

    Who was going
    Through cell phone withdrawal
    Due to the long power outage.

     

    Summertime Blues

    The weather is hot and humid
    In Korea like a sauna
    In the West Coast, burning up
    In endless fires
    Death Valley temperatures

     

    Save the Whales from Evil Wind Farms

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    In the latest deranged attempt
    To prevent widespread use
    Of renewal energy technology,

    A new battle cry has emerged.
    Cynical corporate opponents
    of offshore wind farms

    Are up in arms

    over the wind farms
    Apparently killing whales.

     

    They scream,

     

    “Save the whales
    Save our beaches
    From the evil wind farms”,

     

    They descend upon
    A coastal village

    in New Jersey

    The atmosphere

    of a tiny village is gone

    A large building emerge

     

    Environmentally friendly fences
    Surround the site.

     

    That hosts the anti-wind farm
    Movement headquarters

    Secretly funded by

    The Evil fossile fuel dinosaurs.

     

    The town and nation
    Dividing into those
    Who love it
    Or hate it.

     

    As evil corporate CEOs
    Count their obscene profits

    As they shed crocodile tears,
    Over the fate of the poor whales.

     

    No Rain

     

    {n 2025, the world ended
    With the collapse
    Of the worldwide climate system.

    Monster storms of the century
    devastated half the world

    But the other half of the world
    Had no rain or snow.

    For almost a whole year
    The once green grass was dying

    Crops failed everywhere.

    And baked in the unrelenting
    Blast wave furnace-like heat
    Heatwave after heatwave.

    Military coups took place
    Fascism re-emerged
    The public demanded action.

    The politicians played
    The blame game.

     

    With the collapse of trade
    And travel restrictions
    People stayed home.

    Making do the best they could

    Home-grown gardens
    Proliferated.

    Feudal townships grew
    As people walled themselves off
    To save their communities

     

    The rich build underground cities
    While the poor starved

    And civilization crumbled

    Wildlife proliferated.

    As did neo-savage
    cannibal gangs

    By the year 2030.

    It was all over
    And the rains
    Never came out west.

     

    Ice Age 2.0 Cometh

     

    In the year 2025
    Climate change
    Ran amuck.

    Starting with monster storms
    Out west
    That lasted from November until June

    ,

    With a brief intense fire season
    So much soot and smoke

    In the air.
    Dubbed the year
    without a summer

     

    Crops failed everywhere
    massive riots erupted
    total chaos

     

    Then another
    monster storm season
    From November to June.

    Non=stop rain and snow
    Breaking all records.

     

    As the entire West coast
    Went from mega drought
    To mega flooding.

     

    And mega floods
    Thousand-year Tornados
    Hurricanes from hell
    Ravaged the rest of the land.

     

    Hell on Earth

    Sam Adams
    Woke up one day
    Looking out at his flooded home.

    Filled with black, foul-smelling, murky,
    Miasma, muddy sewage water
    Thanking God

    That he had survived
    The monster storm
    Of the century.

    That has swept across the land.
    The wind from the terrible tornados
    Tearing through the devastated land.

    Fleeing the fury of the fire out west.
    Unleashing the fury of nature,

    Truly Hell on earth had arrived.
    Climate change arriving on steroids.

    Thinking about the end-of-the-world.

     

    Do you believe in Climate change ?

    Do you believe in climate change?
    It is as real as everything else

    Is the weather getting hotter?
    Soon it will be hell on earth.

    Is the world burning up?
    Yes the world is burning, has a a fever

     

    Weather Events In My Life Pregunta Poem

     

    What is the worst weather you ever experienced?
    Korean winter 1979 – -60 Fahrenheit that winter

    What is the hottest weather you ever experienced?
    Bangkok Thailand in the summer often hit over 100 degrees

    Ever lived through a hurricane?

    Only few blew through DC when I was there

    And wildfires?
    Saw a few in Oregon – end of the world feeling

    Who is to blame for climate change?
    We all are to blame especially the fossil fuel moguls.

    Can humanity long survive climate change?
    Nope I feel the end times are coming.

     

    The Pregunta

     

    There is not much to be found on the Internet about this form. It is used in English, but has a Spanish name, as Pregunta means question.

    Ferrán Sanchez Talavera’s pregenital___999 is a famous example of a poetic debate in this form. I also saw this form on Jan Haag’s page; questions followed by a witty but often wise answer.

    Simply stated:

    The Pregunta is written in couplets, containing a question and an answer. You can make it as long as you like, as a debate never stops after one question and answer.

     

    Korean Heat Dome Blues

     

    It is hot summertime in Korea.
    Hiding out, avoiding the damn heat.
    The weather is just so hot, mama mia!
    Dreaming of eating ice cream, such a treat.
    At night, nothing beats having a cold drink.
    Trying to avoid the tropical night.
    The heat dome settles like a hot heat sink
    Making people so crazy, want to fight.

    Note: Korea gets hot in July/August, it is like living in a sauna. Many people suffer without air conditioning as the electric bills are pretty high. This year is particularly bad as a heat dome has settled down. The monsoons came and went, lots of damage down south but not where I live. August is traditionally the worst, the heat usually begins to abate end of August. Still not as bad as the US – no massive wildfires so far.

     

    Dome Cities to Save the Human Race

     

    39 lines

     

    In the year 2030

    After five years

    Of ever worsening weather

     

    Record heat waves after heat waves

    Massive fires everywhere

    Record hurricanes and typhoons

     

    Mega flooding and mega droughts too

    Tornados including fire tornado

     

    Large parts of the world

    Were experiencing death valley temperatures

    The UN convened a global conference

     

    With the vast majority of countries

    Agreeing to set up emergency shelter

    By creating domed cities

    Covering the core downtown areas

     

    Exurban areas would be abandoned

    Most of Florida would be abandoned

    Most of the Desert Southwest as well.

     

    The shelters would be built

    Using nano construction technology

    Developed in a Lab with AI assistance

    Creating the shelter domes with AI assistance

     

    The tone of the meetings was positive

    There was a new sense of harmony

     

    There was a feeling that building these shelters

    Along with transitioning to a green energy environment

    Was the last chance to save the human race

     

    The social conservatives in the U.S.

    And elsewhere realized

    That they had no choice

    But to join in the new consensus

     

    Even the big energy companies vowed

    To join in the efforts to save humanity

    For a profit of course

     

     

     

     

    Meta and Co-Pilot additional background reading

     

    Meta AI’s explanation as to why so many Republicans are climate deniers

     

    Comment:  This is a good overview of why so many Republicans are against doing anything to deal with climate change. the biggest reason is the first reason – they are beholden to their donor class, and much of their support comes from big Oil, the gun lobby, and Big Pharma which explains so much of their opposition to doing anything meaningful re climate change, gun control, and reforming medical care towards setting up guaranteed universal coverage which is something every other major industrialized country has managed to do.

     

    what is still a mystery to me is why republicans who are supposed to be the party of big business fail to see the huge potential in building out a green energy economy and are willing to let China and others take over the world market in green energy revolution.  Especially since we invented much of the underlying technologies decades ago.  Surely re-building a green energy economy would make us energy independent, allow us to dominate the world’s economy, and save the planet from destruction all why making huge profits – the energy companies could be part of the solution instead of the obstacles that they are now.  And why do we want to preserve dirty, dangerous jobs for coal miners and oil rig operators when so many of the jobs there are being lost to automation and the shift to renewable energy is moving ahead everywhere, even in the States. The US should be taking the lead.

     

    If we had followed their policies back in the 1920s the US would have been left behind when the automobile replaced the horse and buggy business leaving the field to the Germans, the Italians later the Japanese to control the automobile sector.

     

    The same argument could be made regarding developing high speed trains including maglev and hyperloop technology, why are we letting the Chinese, Japanese, Koreans, French and Germans take over that market space?  Everyone knows that train travel saves the environment as it saves on gasoline costs and saves lives as it is far safer than driving.  Not to mention, people can be much more productive taking a train and working remotely rather than stuck in traffic.

     

    End Comments

     

     

    The Republican Party’s opposition to addressing climate change, renewable energy, and their denial of climate change is a complex issue with multiple factors at play.

     

    Here are some reasons:

     

    Historical ties to fossil fuel industry: The Republican Party has traditionally received significant funding and support from the fossil fuel industry, which has a vested interest in maintaining the status quo.

     

    Ideological opposition to government regulation: Republicans often prioritize limited government intervention and free market principles, which leads them to resist policies that would regulate carbon emissions or promote renewable energy.

     

    Economic concerns: Some Republicans worry that transitioning to renewable energy would lead to job losses in industries related to fossil fuels.

     

    Skepticism of climate science: A subset of Republicans has questioned the scientific consensus on climate change, often citing concerns about the reliability of climate models or the role of natural climate variability. Not to mention that many republicans are science skeptic these days.

     

    Political polarization: Climate change has become a highly politicized issue, with Republicans often viewing it as a Democratic priority and therefore opposing it.

    Recent events: Despite the record-breaking heat and fires, some Republicans may downplay the significance of these events or attribute them to natural variability rather than climate change.

     

    It’s important to note that not all Republicans deny climate change or oppose renewable energy, and there are growing voices within the party advocating for climate action.

     

    De Santis’s Don’t Say Climate Change

     

    Certainly! Let’s dive into Governor Ron DeSantis’s recent actions related to climate change in Florida.

     

    Budget Plan for Climate Change Impacts:

    In January 2021, Governor DeSantis proposed a budget plan to address climate change impacts in Florida. His plan included allocating $25 million for the creation of the Resilient Florida grant program. This program aims to tackle challenges posed by flooding, intensified storm events, and sea-level rise across the state1.

     

    The Resilient Florida program is designed to issue bonds, providing a total of $1 billion over four years to state and local agencies. The initial $25 million in the 2021-2022 budget would help finance these bonds, with the amount increasing annually until it reaches $100 million in the 2024-2025 fiscal year.

     

    DeSantis’s focus on resilience and adaptation reflects the urgent need to address climate-related threats in Florida, a state particularly vulnerable to rising seas and extreme weather events.

     

    “Don’t Say Climate Change” Legislation:

     

    In May 2024, Governor DeSantis signed a bill that removes references to “climate change” from many state laws. This legislation effectively deprioritizes climate change in policy decisions and energy planning.

     

    Under this new law, Florida’s energy policy no longer emphasizes addressing planet-warming pollution. Instead, the priorities shift toward reducing reliance on foreign energy sources and strengthening energy infrastructure against both natural and man-made threats.

     

    Notably, the law also bans offshore wind development within a mile of Florida’s coastlines, signaling a departure from intentional efforts to transition toward cleaner energy sources like wind and solar2.

     

    Implications:

     

    By erasing the term “climate change” from state laws, Florida risks neglecting critical environmental challenges. The state has experienced record heat and costly hurricanes in recent years, making climate adaptation crucial.

     

    The nullification of renewable energy goals—previously aimed at achieving 100% clean energy by 2050—could hinder progress toward mitigating climate impacts.

     

    Governor DeSantis has framed his climate policy around the Resilient Florida Program, which focuses on preparing communities for rising seas and extreme weather events. However, critics argue that the recent legislation undermines broader efforts to combat climate change2.

     

    In summary, while Governor DeSantis has allocated funds for resilience programs, his recent legislation removing the term “climate change” from state laws has raised concerns about Florida’s commitment to addressing this pressing global issue3. If you have any more questions or need further information, feel free to ask! 😊🌎🌿

     

    Learn more:

     

    Florida Governor Ron DeSantis Budget Plan Addresses Climate Change Impacts1

    DeSantis Budget Includes Plan To Address Climate Impacts4

     

    Florida Gov. DeSantis signs bill that deletes climate change from state law2

     

    Image: A resilient Florida coastline facing climate change impacts. 🏖️🌊 !Resilient Florida 1

     

    Other anti-Climate Change Legislation

     

    Certainly! Removing climate change references from legislation and public discourse can have several environmental consequences. Let’s explore those:

     

    Undermining Awareness and Urgency:

     

    When climate change is downplayed or omitted from official documents, it reduces public awareness and urgency. People may not fully grasp the severity of environmental challenges, leading to complacency.

     

    Without clear references, individuals, businesses, and policymakers might underestimate the need for immediate action to mitigate climate impacts.

     

    Policy Implications:

     

    Legislation that avoids mentioning climate change may fail to address critical issues. For instance:

     

    Carbon Emissions Reduction: Policies  imbed at reducing greenhouse gas emissions, (such as transitioning to renewable energy sources) may lose priority.

     

    Conservation Efforts: References to climate change often tie into conservation efforts. Protecting ecosystems, forests, and wetlands helps sequester carbon. Removing these references could weaken conservation initiatives1.

     

    Impact on Adaptation Strategies:

     

    Climate change adaptation involves preparing for its effects (e.g., sea-level rise, extreme weather events). Without acknowledging climate change, planning for adaptation becomes less effective.

     

    Coastal communities, for instance, need to consider rising sea levels and storm surges. Ignoring these factors could lead to inadequate infrastructure and increased vulnerability.

     

    Loss of Funding and Research Focus:

     

    Funding for climate-related research, monitoring, and mitigation often hinges on acknowledging climate change. If references are removed, research budgets may shrink.

     

    Scientists rely on clear language to secure grants and conduct studies. Reduced funding could hinder our understanding of climate impacts.

     

    Forestry and Carbon Sinks:

     

    Clearcutting forests—

    removing large areas of trees—releases substantial carbon into the atmosphere. Forests function as carbon sinks, absorbing CO₂.

    Without climate change references, policies may not prioritize forest conservation. This could exacerbate global warming by reducing the Earth’s capacity to absorb carbon1.

     

    Displacement and Vulnerability:

     

    Extreme environmental events (floods, droughts, storms) are linked to climate change. Displacing millions of people annually.

     

    Ignoring climate change in policy decisions perpetuates vulnerability. Communities won’t adequately prepare for these events2.

     

    Economic Impact:

     

    Climate change affects economic sectors (e.g., agriculture, tourism, energy). Omitting references may hinder planning and adaptation.

     

    For example, coastal tourism relies on stable shorelines. Without climate-aware policies, erosion and sea-level rise could harm tourism revenue3.

    In summary, removing climate change references has far-reaching consequences. It affects policy, funding, adaptation, and our ability to address urgent environmental challenges. Let’s keep the conversation going! What else would you like to explore? 🌍🌿

     

    Learn more:

     

    IPCC Fifth Assessment Report4

    NRDC: Stop Clearcutting Our Carbon Sinks1

    Review of Global Climate Change Impacts and Adaptation5

    National Geographic: Influence of Climate Change on Extreme Environmental Events2

    Strategies for Mitigation of Climate Change3

    Image: A lush forest, a vital carbon sink. 🌲🌎 !Forest 1

     

    Certainly! While there have been significant efforts to address climate change in the United States, there have also been instances of legislation or lobbying that hindered progress. Let’s explore a few notable examples:

     

    The Inflation Reduction Act (IRA) of 2022:

    What it Gets Right: The IRA promises the largest investment in climate action in U.S. history—approximately $370 billion over the next decade. It focuses on scaling up renewable energy production, promoting electric vehicles, and supporting climate-smart agricultural practices.

     

    What it Misses:

     

    Unfortunately, the IRA primarily emphasizes emission-cutting solutions and neglects resilience. While it aims to make buildings more energy-efficient, it misses an opportunity to ensure those buildings can withstand climate-fueled extremes. The lack of climate-resilient building codes remains a concern1.

     

    Climate Emergency Act of 2021 (S.938):

     

    This bill directed the President to declare a national emergency relating to climate change. It called for federal investments in projects to mitigate the emergency and reduce greenhouse gas emissions. At least 40% of these investments were earmarked for historically disadvantaged communities2.

     

    Landmark Climate Legislation:

     

    Recently, the U.S. House passed a significant climate bill that can help reduce the nation’s carbon emissions by roughly 40% by 2030. This bill allocates about $370 billion to clean energy and climate investments over the next decade. It represents a substantial commitment to addressing the climate crisis head-on3.

     

    Anti-Climate Lobbying:

     

    A study from 2019 highlighted the social cost of political lobbying that blocked proposed climate regulations a decade ago. Such anti-climate lobbying efforts were estimated to have cost society $60 billion. This underscores the impact of lobbying on climate policy and the need for transparent and science-based decision-making4.

     

    In summary, while there have been positive steps toward climate action, it’s essential to remain vigilant and address any legislative or lobbying efforts that hinder progress.

     

    Council on Foreign Relations: What the Historic U.S. Climate Bill Gets Right and Gets Wrong1

     

    Library of Congress: S.938 – Climate Emergency Act of 20212

     

    The Nature Conservancy: U.S. House Passes Landmark Climate Legislation3

    Carbon Brief: Lobbying against key US climate regulation ‘cost society $60bn’, study finds4

     

    Image: A wind farm generating renewable energy. 🌬️⚡ !Wind Farm 1

    Feel free to explore more topics or ask any follow-up questions! 😊

     

    Recent Wildfires

     

    Certainly! As of the most recent data available, wildfires are actively burning in both the United States and Canada. Let’s break it down:

    United States:

     

    Scores of wildfires have been scorching swaths of land across several states, including California, Oregon, Idaho, and others. These fires have led to evacuations, road closures, and damage to structures1.

     

    The total number of active wildfires in the U.S. fluctuates daily due to new ignitions and containment efforts. For real-time updates, you can refer to the Fire, Weather & Avalanche Wildfire Map, which provides an interactive view of current wildfires and their perimeters2.

     

    It’s important to note that the U.S. experiences annual variations in wildfire activity. While the current acreage burned is significant, it’s essential to compare it to historical trends.

     

    Canada:

     

    Canada has faced an unprecedented fire season in 2023. Large and dangerous fires have broken out across provinces such as British Columbia, the Northwest Territories, Ontario, Quebec, and Nova Scotia. These fires have displaced thousands, destroyed property, and blanketed large areas of North America with smoke.

     

    As of August 29, 2024, there are 1,069 active fires in Canada, with more than half of them considered out of control. Notably, the area burned by these fires in 2023 has shattered records.

     

    In previous decades, active fire seasons saw more individual fires, but 2023 stands out for the total area burned. The previous record was set in 1995, with 7.1 million hectares burned. However, in 2023, a staggering 15.2 million hectares have already been consumed by wildfires3.

     

    Cartographer Chris Brockley’s map illustrates this: It shows forest fire activity across Canada since 1921, with 2023 depicted in white. The scale of burning this year surpasses anything seen in the past century3.

     

    Comparison to Previous Years:

     

    In the U.S., the amount of land burned varies annually, but the overall trend has been upward since reliable data collection began in the 1980s. While approximately 1.8 million acres have burned so far this year, it’s still below the 10-year average of 2.8 million acres4.

     

    In Canada, the 2023 wildfire season has broken records for the total area burned. Although the number of fires is smaller compared to some previous years, their size and extent have been unprecedented5.

     

    In summary, both the U.S. and Canada are grappling with significant wildfire activity. While the U.S. experiences fluctuations from year to year, Canada’s 2023 fire season stands out as historically severe. Let’s hope for effective containment efforts and continued awareness of the importance of wildfire prevention and management. If you’d like more details or have further questions, feel free to ask! 🔥🌲

     

     

     

    Sent by Copilot:

    The recent hurricane and tornado seasons in the U.S. have been quite active.

    Hurricane Season:

    The National Hurricane Center has been tracking a system in the central Atlantic that shows signs it could develop momentum1.

    Hurricane Beryl, which occurred in early July 2024, produced more tornadoes in the U.S. than any other tropical system has in almost 19 years2.

    The 2024 Atlantic hurricane season began with an “explosive start” when Beryl made landfall on Carriacouan Island on July 1 as a Category 4 hurricane before it weakened to a Category 1 and slammed the Texas coast the following week1.

    Tornado Season:

    As of July 16, 2024, there had been 1,412 tornado reports in the United States, well ahead of the 2010-2024 historical average of 9973.

    The distribution of tornadoes has also shifted eastward3.

    The biggest year on record for tornadoes was 2011. By July 10 that year, the U.S. had racked up 1,934 tornado reports and would ultimately reach 2,250 for the year3.

    Climate Change Impact: The effects of climate change on hurricanes and tornadoes are complex. Research shows rising temperatures are causing hurricanes to become more intense4However, the link between tornadoes and climate change is currently not fully understood5Challenges remain that prevent clearer attribution, including limited data collection methods, high year-to-year variability, and difficulty modeling key physical elements that help tornadoes form5Despite these challenges, studies have found a few trends in the United States by using portions of the record that are more reliable, like data for very strong tornadoes5Multiple studies find that the conditions that produce the most severe thunderstorms from which tornadoes may form are more likely as the world warms5.

    In conclusion, while the recent hurricane and tornado seasons have been active, attributing these changes directly to climate change is complex due to the multifaceted nature of these weather phenomena and the challenges in data collection and modeling. However, the consensus is that climate change is likely making extreme weather events more common65. Further research is needed to fully understand these relationships.

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    Twitter Twirls: Trump’s Twitter feed was like a climate-themed rollercoaster. Over 120 tweets questioned or poked fun at climate change. He insisted that scientists rebranded global warming as climate change because “the name global warming wasn’t working.” (Note to self: Scientists are not marketing consultants.)

    Cold Snap Samba: Trump’s favorite move? Linking cold weather to climate change. But here’s the twist: The World Meteorological Organization says the 20 warmest years on record happened in the past 22 years. So, maybe he missed that memo while tweeting from Mar-a-Lago.

    Ambiguous Tango: Fast-forward to his presidency. Trump’s stance became as slippery as a salsa dancer on an ice rink. He’d acknowledge climate change but frame it in terms of clean air and water (which, by the way, aren’t directly related). And he’d throw in business costs for good measure. Because nothing says “climate action” like a spreadsheet, right?

     

    Quotes & Quips: Let’s sprinkle some Trump quotes for flavor:

     

    “I think there is some connectivity [between human activity and climate change]. There is some, something. It depends on how much. It also depends on how much it’s going to cost our companies.” (New York Times interview, November 2016)

     

    “I don’t think there’s a hoax. I do think there’s probably a difference. But I don’t know that it’s man-made… I don’t wanna give trillions and trillions of dollars.”

    (CBS interview, October 2018)

     

    And then he’d wink and say, “Climate change is very important to me.” (Cue the dramatic music.)

     

    In Conclusion (or Should We Say, Grand Finale?):

     

    Trump’s climate dance card is a mix of moonwalks, twirls, and the occasional mooning of scientific consensus.

     

    Whether he’s a climate skeptic, a climate pragmatist, or just a climate-confused soul, one thing’s for sure: His moves keep us guessing.

     

    And there you have it—the Trumpian climate conundrum, wrapped in a sequined bow. If you want more twists and turns, just ask—i’ve got enough material to choreograph a whole Broadway show! 🌎🎭✨

     

    Learn more:

    BBC: What does Trump actually believe on climate change?1

    Image: Trump doing the climate change cha-cha. 🌍🕺 !Trump Cha-Cha 1

    Feel free to ask for more dance moves—or any other topic you’d like to explore! 😄

    Learn more

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    A second Trump term would actively make climate change worse

    Opinion

     

    The videos first started appearing a dozen years ago. Pickup truck drivers, mostly young men, would modify their diesel engines and then record themselves deliberately spreading air pollution.

     

    It was called “rolling coal,” and the idea was to spew dark clouds of exhaust at bicyclistsPrius and Tesla drivers and other cars as a protest of environmentalism.

     

    The trend appears to have peaked in 2014, thanks to new state laws and crackdowns on people selling vehicle modification kits and, presumably, finding better things to do with their time. But the impulse behind it lives on, even as the risks of climate change become ever more serious.

     

    The most recent example? Project 2025, a set of conservative proposals from the Heritage Foundation that outlines step-by-step plans to remake the federal government in a second Donald Trump administration, including dismantling nearly everything the federal government is doing to fight climate change, making it dramatically harder to conduct basic scientific research on it and actively promoting more oil and gas use.

     

    Trump has tried to distance himself from the proposals, despite the fact that some of his top former advisers spearheaded it. But it’s in line with his thinking. As The Washington Post reported, he told a gathering of top oil executives this year that he would reverse dozens of environmental regulations and stop new ones if they raised $1 billion to help him return to the White House.

     

    ‘Terrible policy and politics’: Rattner breaks down Project 2025

     

    View on Watch

     

    His campaign, meantime, targeted environmental regulations such as electric vehicle mandates in its Agenda 47, a scattershot series of videos outlining its plans for a second term. And at rallies, Trump frequently criticizes electric cars, claiming in one bizarre aside that buying one made his friend gain weight because he would eat at restaurants while it charged. Trump has also gone off on weird tangents about the risks of electric batteries on boats.

     

    In his first “rolling coal” term, Trump rolled back or loosened nearly 100 rules and regulations on pollution, many of which set the U.S. further behind in the effort to stop the worst effects of climate change, according to a tally by The New York Times. But that record would be dwarfed by the damage that the Project 2025 proposals could do if he followed through on them, even as Monday was the hottest day ever measured by humans, according to a European Union science agency.

     

    The 922-page document drips with disdain for what it calls “climate alarmism” that it argues is being used as propaganda for “ineffective, liberty-crushing regulations.” But its most damaging proposal looks like it would launch what amounts to a propaganda effort against climate science.

     

    The first step is something called Schedule F, which would reclassify thousands of government workers, making it easier for the president to hire and fire them. Even if Trump were to fire only some of those workers, the shift toward politicization of lower-level government jobs would mean an exodus of experienced scientists.

    Those who remained might become more cautious about their research decisions to avoid trouble.

     

    The second step is to create a job that appears to basically be an anti-climate change czar. Project 2025 proposes creating a position of “science adviser” and six senior political appointees who would be charged with “overseeing and reforming” research at the Environmental Protection Agency, emphasizing that these political overseers should be hired for their “management, oversight and execution skills,” rather than scientific expertise.

     

    Imagine something like the final scene of an episode of “The Apprentice,” only with Trump hauling climate scientists into the boardroom to dramatically fire them. That may be exciting for the oil and gas industry and some of Trump’s supporters but not for the two-thirds of Americans in a recent Pew Research Center survey who said they support the country’s taking steps to become carbon neutral by 2050.

     

    (If you want to understand the depth of disdain here, the section on the EPA was written by Mandy Gunasekara. The Drilled newsletter points out she’s in the famous 2015 photo of her then-boss, the late Sen. James Inhofe, R-Okla., holding up a snowball in the Senate as an attempt to disprove climate change.)

     

    The report goes further, proposing dramatically downsizing the National Weather Service and leaving weather forecasting to private companies. That could hamper its ability to issue public warnings about floods, hurricanes and other dangers, just as we are seeing more intense and frequent extreme-weather events due to the human-caused increase in greenhouse gases.

     

    That’s not all. Other sections of Project 2025 propose ending subsidies for wind and solar power; cutting research into wind, solar and battery technology needed to help transition away from fossil fuels; ending federal mandates and subsidies for electric vehicles; and expanding drilling for oil and natural gas on federal lands. As Trump said in his convention speech, “we will drill, baby, drill.”

     

    The efforts would not be limited to the U.S., either. A section on foreign aid proposes rolling back efforts to help developing countries transition away from fossil fuels, arguing that they are “unachievable.” But then it goes further, arguing that the U.S. should spend taxpayer dollars persuading these countries to burn more oil and gas.

     

    The U.S. Agency for International Development, the proposal says, “should cease its war on fossil fuels in the developing world and support the responsible management of oil and gas reserves as the quickest way to end wrenching poverty.”

    Taken together, these proposals would not just make it harder to fight climate change but actively make it worse. A second Trump administration would be rolling coal on the entire planet.

     

    This article was originally published on MSNBC.com

     

    2 days ago2d·on MSN

    How Kamala Harris and Donald Trump Compare on Climate Change

     

    How Kamala Harris and Donald Trump Compare on Climate Change© OLIVIER DOULIERY/Getty Images

     

    This article by Yale Climate Connections is published here as part of Covering Climate Now, a global journalism collaboration strengthening coverage of the climate story.

     

    President Joe Biden’s exit from the 2024 presidential race, Vice President Kamala Harris appears likely to secure the Democratic Party’s nomination for president.

    As vice president, Harris cast the tiebreaking vote in the passage of the Biden administration’s signature achievement on climate change, the Inflation Reduction Act.

     

    As Yale Climate Connections contributor Barbara Grady previously reported, “The most far-reaching climate law in history, the Inflation Reduction Act is catalyzing a transition in the U.S. economy toward cleaner energy and cleaner transportation – a shift the International Energy Agency, the U.N. Intergovernmental Panel on Climate Change, and others say must happen for the world to reduce emissions of heat-trapping gases to the levels scientists say would avert the most catastrophic and irreversible climate chaos.”

     

    Harris has made clear throughout her career that she views climate change as a significant threat. Speaking at the 2023 United Nations climate summit in Dubai, she told leaders, “Across our world, communities are choked by drought, washed out by floods, and decimated by hurricanes. Wildfire smoke darkens our skies, and rising seas threaten the lives and livelihoods of millions of people. The urgency of this moment is clear. The clock is no longer just ticking, it is banging. And we must make up for lost time.”

    Related video: Trump: ‘Sick’ Kamala Harris is no Margaret Thatcher (The Telegraph)

    If elected president, Harris is “widely expected to try to protect the climate achievements of the Biden administration,” according to the New York Times.

    In contrast, Trump has falsely called climate change a hoax. During his term as president, as Grady reported, “he overturned an estimated 100 environmental regulations and pulled the U.S. out of the Paris Agreement. He shrank the EPA and required that the words ‘climate change’ be removed from its website. On the campaign trail this time, he has repeatedly said one of his top priorities is to boost oil and gas production and free up more public land to ‘Drill, baby, drill.’”

     

    If Trump wins a second term as president, he and his allies say they aim to repeal the Inflation Reduction Act and downsize the EPA.

    On July 22, Harris received endorsements from several large environmental organizations, including the League of Conservation Voters Action Fund, the NRDC Action Fund, the Sierra Club Political Committee, and Clean Energy for American Action.

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    “The last three and a half years of the Biden-Harris administration could not contrast more starkly with Trump and other extreme MAGA Republicans, and the stakes for this election could not be higher,” the organizations wrote in a joint statement. “A second term would be far worse for our climate and our democracy.”

     

    What is Project 2025? Trump, climate, and a second term

     

    Project 2025, a 992-page conservative plan for a second Trump term, calls for elimination of the Office of Energy Efficiency and Renewable Energy, gutting of the National Weather Service, repeal of Biden’s clean energy subsidies, and axing the National Flood Insurance Program.

     

    It also calls for drilling in the Arctic and cuts to climate change work by government agencies. That includes the U.S. Agency for International Development, which, the authors write, “should cease its war on fossil fuels in the developing world and support the responsible management of oil and gas reserves as the quickest way to end wrenching poverty and the need for open-ended foreign aid.”

     

    For more on Trump’s climate record, read this article.

    Kamala Harris and climate change

    Here’s an overview of Harris’s views and actions related to climate change, sourced from news and White House reports.

     

    She connects extreme weather to climate change.

     

    “Every day, around the world, the impact of the climate crisis is stark and it is vivid. We are seeing it in real time,” she said in a 2023 speech. “Across our nation, we see communities choked by drought, washed out by flood, and decimated by hurricanes.” White House

     

    She has supported the Green New Deal, a carbon fee, and increased government spending on climate change.

     

    As a 2020 presidential candidate, her climate plan “called for a $10 trillion increase in spending over a decade.” New York Times (gift link)

    “Harris also called for a ‘climate pollution fee” that would ‘make polluters pay for emitting greenhouse gases into our atmosphere,’ and she indicated that a Harris administration would strengthen its enforcement and prosecution of fossil fuel companies.” ABC News

     

    As a U.S. senator from California, Harris co-sponsored the Green New Deal, which called for an FDR-style overhaul of the economy that would accelerate the transition from fossil fuels to clean technology. The Green New Deal has not been enacted.

     

    She has woven climate change into foreign relations.

     

    Harris attended the 2023 United Nations climate summit in Dubai, where “she announced a U.S. commitment to double energy efficiency and triple renewable energy capacity by 2030. At that same conference, Harris announced a $3 billion commitment to the Green Climate Fund to help developing nations adapt to climate challenges, although Politico reported that the sum was ‘subject to the availability of funds,’ according to the Treasury Department.” Grist

     

    She held “a round table in Bangkok to connect environmental activists with clean energy experts” and started “a partnership with Caribbean countries to address climate change.” New York Times (gift link)

     

    She connects climate change to justice.

    As vice president, “Harris argued for the allocation of $20 billion for the EPA’s Greenhouse Gas Reduction Fund, aimed at aiding disadvantaged communities facing climate impacts.” Grist

     

    She’s a fan of heat pumps. Heat pumps use electricity to heat and cool homes and are seen as a keyway to reducing climate pollution.

     

    “I have mad respect for those who are putting them together and installing them,” she said in a 2022 speech. White House

     

    She regularly makes the connection between lower energy costs and renewable energy. Key quotes:

     

    “On average, families that switch to an electric heat pump can save up to $500 a year on their energy bill. And since heat pumps do not burn oil or gas, they also mean cleaner air inside your home.” White House

     

    “In addition to lowering costs and creating jobs, this investment will also help us fight the climate crisis.” White House

     

    “By helping families pay the upfront cost for energy efficiency upgrades to their homes, we are also lowering energy bills, bringing down household costs, creating jobs, and fighting the climate crisis. It’s all connected.” White House

    She notes that investments in renewable energy can lead to job creation. Key quotes:

    “Across the country, we have created more than 175,000 new clean energy jobs. Just so far. More to go.” White House

    Her Women in the Sustainable Economy initiative aims to provide job training for women in climate-smart industries. White House

    She says she supports and is inspired by young climate activists.

    “These young leaders are guiding our nation in our climate fight. And as they have told me their work is driven by their hope and their determination. Hope, because they know we still have time to make a difference. And their determination is the determination to correct the course,” she said in 2023. White House

    She’s been an opponent of fracking.

    As a 2020 presidential candidate, “She also favored a ban on hydraulic fracturing, known as fracking, which Mr. Biden said he opposed. Fracking is a technique that injects water and chemicals underground at high pressure to extract oil or gas that is otherwise difficult to access.” New York Times (gift link)

    As California’s attorney general, she “challenged federal approvals of offshore fracking along the California coast.” New York Times (gift link)

    She’s challenged polluting companies.

    As California’s attorney general, “she investigated whether Exxon Mobil lied to the public and its shareholders about the risks to its business from climate change and whether such actions could amount to securities fraud and violations of environmental laws, but the case did not result in a prosecution.” New York Times (gift link)

     

    “Harris secured an $86 million settlement from Volkswagen for rigging its vehicles with emissions-cheating software and investigated ExxonMobil over its climate change disclosures. She also filed a lawsuit against Phillips 66 and ConocoPhillips for environmental violations at gas stations, which eventually resulted in a $11.5 million settlement. And she conducted a criminal investigation of an oil company over a 2015 spill in Santa Barbara. The company was found guilty and convicted on nine criminal charges.” Grist

     

    As San Francisco’s district attorney, “Harris created an environmental justice unit to address environmental crimes affecting San Francisco’s poorest residents and prosecuted several companies including U-Haul for violation of hazardous waste laws. Harris later touted her environmental justice unit as the first such unit in the country. An investigation found the unit only filed a handful of lawsuits, though, and none of them were against the city’s major industrial polluters.” Grist

    two climate Change Poems (Post Together)

    Either We Deal with Climate Change or We All Die

    Climate change is real.
    And getting out of control.
    Either humanity deals with it.
    Changing to green energy solutions.
    It is technologically possible.
    We all know what we must do.
    It could be a civilization ending event.
    Or in ten years we will have to retreat underground.

    WRITE AN EITHER / OR POEM.

    Torrential Rain Fall Everywhere

    In the last few years
    Due to climate change on steroids.
    There has been an increase
    In torrential downpours all over the world.
    After the Governor Florida
    cut climate change funds,
    More rain fell in one day than in a year.
    Flooding the entire city of Miami.

    TOPIC

    WRITE A TORRENTIAL POEM.

     

     

    Climate Change

     

    The climate is changing now.

    It is a matter of how.

    Some are still in denial.

    Saying  it’s a witch-trial

     

    Form: TANAGA

    It is a poem of four lines (quatrain)
    It is usually a rhyming poem
    Each line contains seven syllables (7-7-7-7)
    AABB is the traditional rhyme scheme
    But variations in rhyme scheme are allowed
    Just have fun!

     

     

    Visions of the Future

     

    As I fell asleep

    Watching the news

    Unfold

     

    Thought it could not worst

    Surely sanity will prevail

    I began to see visions

    Of the future

     

    One scene after another

     

    Starting in January

    Operation Shock and Awe

    Overnight fascism descended

    On the US

     

    Martial law declare

    The military takes

    over the Blue States

    Mass deportation begins

     

    25 percent tariffs imposed

    The world responds by banning US imports

    And banning US citizens from traveling there

    US troops come home

     

    A draft is imposed

    Troops stationed on the border

    Which is sealed up

     

    Detention camps fill up

    With illegal citizens

    Protestors and dissidents

     

    The New Government Efficiency report

    Calls for eliminating 40 percent

    of the Federal workforce

    whole departments are abolished

     

    as protests spread

    unemployment reaches

    unemployment levels

     

    Public health collapses

    Government services collapse

    Libraries closed down

     

    Schools replaced

    By private church schools

     

    the media is tamed

    corporations take over

    remaining media workers

    and government workers

     

    stay silent

    not wanting to join

    the ranks of the growing unemployed

    as AI bots take over

    job after job

     

    the internet cleansed

    of dissenting views

    and monitored

     

    millions are driven

    to homelessness

    unemployment

    reaches 50 percent

     

    homeless camps

    called Trumpvilles spread

     

    the military breaks them up

    thousands are killed

     

     

    the rest of the  homeless

    are rounded up

    put into camps

     

    forced to work

    in agricultural jobs

     

    inflation goes through the roof

    the media becomes cheerleaders

    saying things will get better

    if we stay the course

     

    it gets worse

    people who have jobs

    feel fortunate

     

    those who do not

    joined by millions

    as AI takes over

    job after job

     

    the President dies

    JD Vance takes over

    And things continue

    Getting worse

     

    Worldwide it is bad

    Democratic governments

    Collapse everywhere

     

    JD Vance declares

    The United States

    Will become the

    North American empire

     

    Moving the capital

    To Omaha

    Calling for a constitutional convention

    But suspending the constitution for now

     

    The democratic party declared

    The enemy within

    Congress sent home

     

    The SC does not say a word

    After the liberal members

    Are arrested

     

    Most people do not know

    What is going on

    The media and news

    Showing nothing but good news

     

    People retreat into their own world

    VR games have become very popular

    Drugs are everywhere

    But illegal

     

    Overseas Russian troops take over

    Eastern Europe

    Russian Empire relaunched

    China takes back Taiwan

    And Korea

     

    Declaring the Chinese Empire

    Middle East overcome by war

    Israel was destroyed in a nuclear war

     

    Nuclear war breaks out

    Indian and Pakistan

    China and Korea

     

    US and Russia

    Are now allies

     

    Western Europe

    Breaks apart

     

    Ten years later

    World civilization has fallen apart

     

    Climate change ends

    With the collapse of trade

    And travel

     

    Followed by a new ice age

    Triggered by nuclear winter

     

    The end of the world

    Has arrived

     

    Most people live in fort cities

    Ruled by local warlords

    Working in agriculture

    Or working as scavengers

     

    80 percent of humanity

    Perished after massive storms

    Nuclear war

    Disease and the ending

    of civilization

     

    A few college towns

    Try to stay alive

    The knowledge

    of the past

     

    but most people don’t know

    don’t care and have forgotten

    the recent past nightmares.

     

    The imperial governments

    Around the world

    Rule nothing but

    The immediate capitol regions

     

    The rest of the world

    Continuing in feudal townships

     

     

    Rich people have finally figured out

    How to move to Mars and the Moon

    Living in vast underground cities

     

    On in underground cities

    Beneath the earth

     

    My vision ends with these sights

    Ten years after the chaos began.

     

     

    the year 2024

    38 lines

    The year 2024
    Turned out to be a weird year,
    It was the last year of the old order.

    All over the world
    It seemed as if nature
    Was in revolt against the human race.

    It started with a break in the rain
    The rains and snow had ended the drought
    But brought with it something worse.

    As Sam Adams
    Took a long-delayed
    Drive along the coast.

    He stopped off in Bodega Bay
    The site of the infamous
    “the Birds” movie.

    While watching the crashing surf
    Amid the piles of driftwood

    The birds were soon joined by bears,
    Coyotes, cougars, feral cats. Feral cattle,
    feral dogs, Feral horses, feral pigs, giant spiders,
    Orcas, snakes, sea lions, sharks, squirrels,
    Escaped apes, cheetahs, monkeys, elephants,
    Lions, tigers, and wolves
    Domestic and wild animals alike.

    All gathered together
    All united with a hatred
    For the human race.

    The attacks started that day
    As the animals gained telepathic powers
    Coordinating attacks
    Against the unsuspecting humans.

    And within weeks.
    Civilization began falling apart,
    By the end of the year
    The old world had ended.
    Prompt words

    break in the rain
    drive along the coast
    “The Birds” movie
    crashing surf
    piles of driftwood

    Choose TRAVEL as one of your genres.

    © Copyright 2023

     

     

    Solar Energy Mirrored Cinquain

    Solar
    Clean energy
    We can do it right now
    Renewable energy for all
    Why not?

    Wind too
    To save the world, we must do it
    We know how to do it
    Climate change is now
    Killing

    Poetry week begins TODAY in “The Writer’s Cramp” – write the best POEM in 24 hours or less and win 10K GPs!

    ” Winner and new prompt, due Feb 27 – 2023″ 19 hours 39 minutes 55 seconds
    Today’s form is going to be the Mirrored Cinquain.

    Topic: solar energy.

    Information: “Cinquain, Mirrored”

    Entries must not exceed 40 lines for poetry. Your line count MUST appear in your entry post in the Cramp forum.

    The Mirrored Cinquain

    First I have to bring back into memory how the cinquain goes:

    The cinquain is developed by Adelaide Crapsey.
    A cinquain contains five lines (the French word cinq can be found in it), and has a total of 22 syllables. The poems are unrhymed, and in a way related to the haiku

    This is how you form the cinquain

    Line 1: 2 syllables
    Line 2: 4 syllables
    Line 3: 6 syllables
    Line 4: 8 syllables
    Line 5: 2 syllables

    The Mirrored Cinquain has an additional stanza, in which you mirror the order of the lines.
    This is how you form the mirrored cinquain:

    Line 1: 2 syllables
    Line 2: 4 syllables
    Line 3: 6 syllables
    Line 4: 8 syllables
    Line 5: 2 syllables

    Line 1: 2 syllables
    Line 2: 8 syllables
    Line 3: 6 syllables
    Line 4: 4 syllables
    Line 5: 2 syllables

    The spaced opening in the middle forms the mirror, and in the second stanza you can see that the order of the lines are reversed.

    Running out of water

    The end of the year
    Running out of water
    The fire in the sky
    What does it matter ?

    The bomb cylcone storm
    The climate getting hotter
    People becoming madder
    Nature ready for slaughter

    We watch it all unfold
    Our leader the chief Plotter
    As climate change worsens
    Reality to fought her

    To me, a new form to play with, but in fact it is an old Irish poetry form.

    Guidelines:

    It is written in quatrains.
    Each stanza has four lines.
    The first line has five syllables.
    The other three lines have six syllables.

    All end words are two syllables.
    But – written with the defining features of most Celtic poems, cywddydd (harmony of sound) meaning alliteration, consonance and assonance and dunadh (ending the poem with the same word, phrase or line with which the poem began)

     

    Last Bird of the Autumn

    15 lines

    Sam Adams was hiking
    In the mountains
    On a late autumn day
    When he encountered
    The last bird alive.

    A virus had emerged
    From the thawing permafrost
    Quickly spreading around the world
    Killing birds
    Until there were only a few
    Who survived.

    He captured the bird
    Took it home
    And continued to look
    For other birds to save.

    Please use the following as the Title of your poem or story:

    “Last Bird of Autumn”

    The genre is up to you.

     

    End-of-the-World Feelings

     

    17 lines

    Sam Adams
    Woke up one day
    Looking out at his flooded home.
    Filled with black, foul-smelling, murky,
    Miasma, muddy sewage water
    Thanking God
    That he had survived
    The monster storm
    Of the century.
    That has swept across the land.
    The wind from the terrible tornados
    Tearing through the devastated land.
    Fleeing the fury of the fire out west.
    Unleashing the fury of nature,
    Truly Hell on earth had arrived.
    Climate change arriving on steroids.
    Thinking about the end-of-the-world.

    new prompt:

    water
    land
    fire
    wind

    Use the elements mentioned above in your poem or story.

     

    Last BBQ

    The day the world ended
    Was a cool evening
    in the late summer time,
    They heard the news
    About the monarch butterflies
    Disappearing because of climate change
    While enjoying their BBQ
    In the backyard fire pit
    Good friends drinking beer
    And wine eating BBQ
    Chilling out, talking about the world
    And their stories
    Snoring dogs woke up
    When the aliens arrived
    Ending the world
    As they knew it.

     

     

    Last Ground Hog Day

     

    36 lines

    The last ground day
    February 2, 2025
    Started as most such days did,
    In the U.S. people flocking
    To see whether the groundhog
    Would see his shadow or not.

    The mystery remains
    Why this event
    Had so captured
    The imagination of the world?

    By the end of the day
    The ground hog’s prognosis
    Of six weeks more winter
    Seemed ironical.

    As that was the year
    Without summer
    And the first year
    Of the new ice age.

    By the end of the day
    There were massive volcanic eruptions
    Triggered by the Yellowstone volcano.
    Setting off other volcanos –
    All told over 25 volcanos blew up.

    Followed by massive earthquakes
    Including the “Big One” in California
    The massive explosions led to a year
    Without summer

    A true civilization-ending event,
    Ground Hog Day soon faded away.
    Into collective amnesia.

    No one had time anymore
    To deal with such a mundane
    Old fashion mystery.

    As they were dealing with
    The end-of-the-world.

    NEW PROMPT:

    Write a story or poem about a Groundhog Day (2/2) gone wrong.

    Choose Mystery as one of your genres.

     

    End-of-the-world Survival Blues

    I got them
    The end-of-the-world
    End times coming
    Climate change is real
    Blues.

    Every day
    More bad news
    As Frank Zappa once wrote

    “No one can deny
    That trouble coming every day.”

    I got them
    The end-of-the-world
    Blues.

    Turning on the news
    Nonstop stories 24/7

    About killer storms
    Monster tornados
    Super typhoons
    Monsoon floods.

    Wars, rumors of war
    COVID running out of control
    False prophets everywhere

    Economies still reeling
    Inflation out of control
    Derange gunmen
    Shooting up schools
    Churches, mosques, temples
    Shopping malls

    Insurrection plots
    Political madness
    Spreading across the world.
    Neo-fascism is on the move.

    Oh yeah
    I got them
    End times coming
    Blues.

    We all used to think
    Climate change
    Is a future threat.

    Now it seems
    To be real
    Live and in living color.

    No longer just
    A disaster movie

    I got them
    The climate change blues

    And now it seems real
    Seeing whole towns disappearing
    In fires, floods, and storm damages.

    And near me
    Roads closed
    Apartments flooded
    Subway shut down.

    Apartment garage flooded
    People drowned in their cars
    Trying to escape.

    Thousand-year storms
    Coming every day
    To a town near you

    No one can escape
    It seems so real
    Is this the end?
    Is our very survival
    At stake?

    Or will we somehow
    Manage in the end
    To solve our problems?

    Will our descendants
    Be living
    In a post-apocalyptic world,

    Looking back at the ruins
    Of the old world
    In their underground bunkers
    Or on the Moon and Mars?

    Oh, I got them
    The survival blues.

    SURVIVAL

    Line Count Requirement: Minimum of 12
    Required Form: none

     

     

    End Times

     

    22

    Sam Adams
    Reflected that the end times
    Were coming.

    Climate change
    Running out of control
    The whole world is on fire.

    magnetic storm
    causing rampant
    power failures

    Making it hard.
    To breathe
    in the smoky air.

    He just wants to
    Jump in the river
    To cool off.

    But he realized
    There was no end
    In sight.

    As the world ends
    Burning up
    Turning the world
    Into hell on earth.

    New Prompt:

    Use in your poem or story the following, and bold it for tomorrow’s judge:

    magnetic storm

    power failure

    breathe

    jump in the river

     

    Stay Positive

    15 line version

    With all the gloom and doom
    Nonstop 24/7 BREAKING NEWS
    Bad, crazy, deceitful, dismal, evil,
    Fake, fraudulent, wild news
    Flooding our TV screens.

    Like Frank Zappa’s famous
    “Slime oozing out of your TV sets”
    It is very hard to remain positive.
    Hard to see the good news.

    Senator Manchin reached a deal
    To deal with climate change
    Inflation and energy security.

    He took the deal
    He had denounced
    A few weeks before.

     

     

    No more Perfect Summer Days

    I wish that we could have
    A perfect summer day,
    A bit warm but not hot
    Not too humid.

    Everyone filled with peace,
    Love and health.
    Plenty of personal freedom,
    As we enjoy a picnic lunch
    Watching fireworks at night.

    Then I realize
    That the world
    No longer allows us
    To have perfect summer days.

    Hot as hell weather
    Everywhere around the world
    Monster summer storms.

    Running out of water,
    Running out of food,
    COVID is still around.

    Everyone scared.
    Deranged gunmen
    everywhere guns blazing.

    New leaders emerge
    Promising to protect us.
    And we lose our freedoms.
    One by one
    As fascism takes over.

    The climate change
    And all the other dystopian future
    Nightmares become reality,
    No more perfect summer days.

     

     

    Korean Summers

    Korean Summers
    Hot sauna humidity
    Long tropical nights

    Author note:

    I have suffered through many Korean summers off since 1979 when I first came in the last peace corps group to complete service in Korea, and more recently since I semi-retired to Korea in late 2016. This is probably my 16th Korean summer. Some things have improved – air conditioning is everywhere and

    God is not happy
    With the human race.

    He is sending us a warning
    The world is filled with hate
    The world is on the brink.

    Our way of life under attack
    From the forces
    Of evil Satanic godless communism.

    Who under the guise
    Of fighting the climate change hoax
    Want to deny us our freedom.

    Want to deny us our cars
    Make us all take the bus
    Make us all vegan.

    They will not stop
    Until our way of life
    Comes to an end.

    And the climate
    It is not changing
    Just a reflection
    Of God’s warning.

    Repent, the end times
    Are coming soon
    Are you right with the lord?

    Judgment day is at hand
    As California burns
    So does the nation
    Unless we repent
    Of our evil ways.

    God is warning us all
    My friends
    Will we heed his words
    Or end up dying?

     

     

    Last Gasp of the Old World
    30 lines

    The world’s weather
    Continued to change
    Going from bad to worst
    With the impact of climate change.

    Every day another monster storm
    Another polar vortex
    Another northeastern
    Along with killer tornados.

    Then the summer came
    Hot and dry
    Fire season started west
    Monster hurricanes down south.

    Relentless fires burning
    The land
    Everywhere seemed to be
    Hell on earth.

    Noting the odd weather
    Sam Adams the famous writer
    Concluded on his blog

    Welcome to the end times
    My friends
    It is only going to get worst.
    Revelations foretold us
    All of this

    Jesus is coming soon
    To judge the living
    And the dead.

    Be afraid
    Of the coming wraith
    Of the Lord.

     

     

    The Last Umbrella

    18 lines

    Sam Adams was a scientist
    Working on global warming
    And acid rain fall
    He knew what many did not
    That the end was indeed coming

    Soon he feared that walking
    Outside in the rain
    Would be a death sentence

    He knew that this might be
    The end of the umbrella industry

    He called his broker
    Shorted shares
    In universal umbrellas
    And other umbrella companies

    Before releasing his report
    That led to the collapse
    Of the umbrella market.

     

    Climate Change on the Move

    Climate change
    On the move
    Everywhere
    The world’s weather
    In turmoil
    Massive winter storms
    Covering the world
    Rare winter tornados
    Causing havoc everywhere
    There is good news
    The fires out west
    Finally dying down
    As the winter storms
    Bear down on the west

     

    Korean December Weather – Brought to You By Global Warming, Inc

    A relatively mild December day
    More like November than December
    Due to Climate warming?

    Korea used to have a predictable weather pattern
    The winter would start late November, eartly December
    By the end of the year,

    It would be snowing every other day
    Accumulating in the mountains
    But not too much in the cities.

    A clear pattern three days cold
    Four days warm
    Cold but not too cold yet.

    That would happen
    In January through March,
    When cold air would flow down
    From Siberian and Manchuria
    Covering the land,

    With bone-chilling cold
    That would not let up
    Until mid-March
    When the cold
    Would begin to end.

    Except in the mountains
    When it would linger until May,
    And Korea is a land of mountains
    70 percent mountains.

    Most under 5,000 American feet
    A few a bit higher
    Many more hills than mountains
    Whatever that means.

    Climate Warming Inc Press release

    Due to our efforts
    The traditional severely cold Korean has ended
    Winter now will be just January and February
    Summer will start in May,
    End in September.
    October through December
    Will be mild.

    Thanks to our efforts
    You should be glad
    We are giving you
    A longer fall
    And shorter winter.

    The summers unfortunately
    It will be a bit hotter
    Nothing we can do about that
    Hope you can afford
    More Air conditioning.

    Thanks
    The Climate Warming Corp Inc

     

     

     

    The world can end in Fire and Ice

     

    Some scientists are warning us

    Climate change could result

    In both global warming,

     

    And ironically

    that could be followed

    By a renewed ice age.

     

    The theory is that global weather patterns

    The Gulf Stream and Jet streams

    Have been keeping parts of the world

    warmer that before.

     

    and that the melting of the ice caps

    and the growing climate disruptions

    could result in a revival

    of another planetary ice age.

     

    and that based

    on long-term climate trends

    the earth is overdue

    for another ice age .

     

    thus the world could end

    in both fire and ice.

     

    For the 2024 November PAD Chapbook Challenge, poets are tasked with writing a poem a day in the month of November before assembling a chapbook manuscript in the month of December. Day 26 is the fourth (and final) Two-for-Tuesday prompt.

     

    Today is the fourth (and final) Two-for-Tuesday prompt of 2024:

    1. Write a fire poem, and/or…
    2. Write an ice poem.

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

    Background on likely enviormental policy under Trump provided by Co-Pilot

     

    could you provide background information on the trump’s climate change agenda? from both left and right wing points of iew with links

    Sure thing! Here’s a balanced overview of Trump’s climate change agenda from both left and right-wing perspectives:

    Left-Wing Perspective:

    Critics from the left argue that Trump’s climate policies are detrimental to environmental progress. They highlight his withdrawal from the Paris Climate Agreement and the rollback of over 100 environmental regulations during his first term. These actions are seen as setbacks in the fight against climate change, with concerns that they prioritize fossil fuel interests over renewable energy and environmental protection2. The left also points out that Trump’s stance on climate change, often labeling it a “hoax,” undermines scientific consensus and global efforts to address the issue.

    Right-Wing Perspective:

    Supporters from the right view Trump’s climate agenda as a necessary shift towards economic growth and energy independence. They argue that deregulation and increased fossil fuel production are crucial for job creation and economic stability. Trump’s emphasis on “energy dominance” and his skepticism towards climate change policies are seen as efforts to reduce government overreach and support traditional energy industries4. Some right-wing governments, while supporting climate action, still align with Trump’s approach to balancing economic and environmental priorities.

    What precentage of energy in the US comes from renewable energy currently?

     

    As of 2023, renewable energy sources (including wind, hydroelectric, solar, biomass, and geothermal energy) accounted for 21% of total U.S. utility-scale electricity generation. This marks a significant increase in the share of renewable energy in the country’s energy mix over recent years1.

    How likely is it that Trump might withdraw from climate negotations?

    There is a significant concern that Trump might withdraw from climate negotiations, particularly the Paris Agreement, if he were to secure another term. During his first term, Trump did withdraw the U.S. from the Paris Agreement, and there are indications he might do so again2. This potential move is seen as a setback for global climate efforts, as the U.S. plays a crucial role in international climate policy.

    However, some experts believe that the renewable energy sector’s growth and market trends might mitigate the impact of such a withdrawal. The uncertainty around this issue remains high, and it will depend on various political and economic factors.

    Final point – some have argued that rewewable energy subsidies including for home solar and EV vehicles might be ended

     

    Final point – some have argued that rewewable energy subsidies including for home solar and EV vehicles might be ended

    There are indeed discussions and concerns about the potential end of renewable energy subsidies, including those for home solar and electric vehicles (EVs). These subsidies have been crucial in promoting the adoption of clean energy technologies and reducing greenhouse gas emissions.

    Current State of Subsidies:

    Home Solar: Many states, including Oregon, offer incentives for solar installations. For example, the Oregon Solar + Storage Rebate Program provides rebates for solar electric systems and paired solar and storage systems for residential customers2.

    Electric Vehicles: Federal tax credits are available for EV purchases, offering up to $7,500. Additional state and local incentives may also be available.

    Potential Changes:

    Political Climate: The future of these subsidies largely depends on the political climate and the priorities of the administration in power. Some argue that ending these subsidies could slow down the transition to renewable energy and hinder efforts to combat climate change.

    Economic Factors: On the other hand, some believe that the market for renewable energy and EVs has matured enough to sustain itself without subsidies, and that ending them could reduce government spending.

    For more detailed information, you can check out the Department of Energy’s website and the White House’s clean energy initiatives.

  • Lunar New Year: Astrology, Compatibility, and Celebrations

    Lunar New Year: Astrology, Compatibility, and Celebrations

    Lunar New Years Reflections

    ❄️ From cold Seoul

    This year is the Year of the Fire Horse ( / 火馬 / 화마 / 火の馬 / Ngựa Lửa).

    I was born in the Year of the Goat, and Angela was born in the Year of the Pig — one of the most compatible pairings in the Chinese zodiac. She’s a Gemini, I’m a Scorpio. Western astrology calls this a challenging match, but when it works, it can be wonderful.

    Here’s some background information from Copilot. Wishing each of you a powerful, joyful, transformative Year of the Fire Horse ( / 火馬 / 화마 / 火の馬 / Ngựa Lửa).

    Opening Lines (Translated)

    Chinese (Simplified)
    农历马年快乐!
    新年快乐!

    Chinese (Traditional)
    農曆馬年快樂!
    新年快樂!

    Korean
    음력 말의 해 새해 복 많이 받으세요!
    새해 복 많이 받으세요!

    Japanese
    旧正月の馬年、あけましておめでとうございます!
    あけましておめでとうございます!

    Vietnamese
    Chúc Mừng Năm Mới Âm Lịch Năm Con Ngựa!
    Chúc mừng năm mới!


    🔥🐎 Fire Horse — Multilingual Translation

    (Inserted directly into the text below)

    Chinese (Simplified):
    Chinese (Traditional): 火馬
    Korean: 화마
    Japanese: 火の馬(ひのうま)
    Vietnamese: Ngựa Lửa



    🌙 What Chinese New Year Is in 2026

    2026 is the Year of the Fire Horse ( / 火馬 / 화마 / 火の馬 / Ngựa Lửa) beginning February 17, 2026 and ending February 5, 2027.

    The Fire Horse occurs once every 60 years and combines:

    Horse ( / / / うま / Ngựa)
    Fire ( / / / Lửa)

    A Fire Horse ( / 火馬 / 화마 / 火の馬 / Ngựa Lửa) year is famous for:

    • intensity
    • boldness
    • creativity
    • high ambition
    • major transformative energy
    • sometimes volatility


    🔮 Forecasts for the Year of the Fire Horse ( / 火馬 / 화마 / 火の馬 / Ngựa Lửa)

    General Themes

    • Fast‑moving
    • Ambitious
    • Innovative
    • Energetic
    • Intense

    Love & Relationships

    Rabbit, Dragon, Goat, Monkey, and Rooster may see renewed clarity and romantic breakthroughs.

    Wealth & Career

    Strong momentum early in the year for:

    • Dragon
    • Rat
    • Monkey
    • Ox
    • Snake

    Lucky money months vary by sign:

    • Rat → February
    • Ox → March & August
    Horse → September (especially potent in a Fire Horse year)


    🐾 Chinese Zodiac Animals (Multilingual Names)

    (English → Chinese → Korean → Japanese → Vietnamese)

    Rat – 鼠 – 쥐 – 子(ねずみ)– Con Chuột
    Ox – 牛 – 소 – 丑(うし)– Con Trâu / Con Bò
    Tiger – 虎 – 호랑이 – 寅(とら)– Con Hổ
    Rabbit – 兔 – 토끼 – 卯(うさぎ)– Con Mèo / Con Thỏ
    Dragon – 龙 / 龍 – 용 – 辰(りゅう)– Con Rồng
    Snake – 蛇 – 뱀 – 巳(へび)– Con Rắn
    Horse – 马 / 馬 – 말 – 午(うま)– Con Ngựa
    Goat – 羊 – 양 – 未(ひつじ)– Con Dê
    Monkey – 猴 – 원숭이 – 申(さる)– Con Khỉ
    Rooster – 鸡 / 雞 – 닭 – 酉(とり)– Con Gà
    Dog – 狗 – 개 – 戌(いぬ)– Con Chó
    Pig – 猪 / 豬 – 돼지 – 亥(いのしし)– Con Heo


    🐐 Goat (You) — Personality & Compatibility

    Gentle, artistic, thoughtful, compassionate. Sensitive and introspective.

    Best Matches:
    Rabbit, Pig, Horse


    🐖 Pig (Angela) — Personality & Compatibility

    Warm‑hearted, generous, peace‑loving, loyal. Sometimes overly trusting.

    Best Matches:
    Rabbit, Goat, Tiger

    How Lunar New Year Is Celebrated

    China

    Lunar New Year—also known as the Spring Festival—is China’s most important holiday. Families clean their homes beforehand to sweep away bad luck, reunite for large meals, honor ancestors, light incense, and visit temples. Celebrations include fireworks, lion and dragon dances, red decorations, and symbolic foods expressing hopes for prosperity and health. [religionun…lugged.com]

    Korea (South Korea)

    The Korean celebration, Seollal, is a three‑day holiday focused on family gatherings, wearing hanbok, performing ancestral rites, eating tteokguk (rice‑cake soup), and playing folk games. It is considered one of the most important holidays in Korea. [korea.stripes.com]

    Japan

    Japan historically celebrated Lunar New Year, but after adopting the Gregorian calendar in 1873, the official new year shifted to January 1. Most Lunar‑based customs faded, though some regions and communities (such as Okinawa or Chinese‑Japanese communities) still observe traditions. (No direct citation available from retrieved sources; using general cultural knowledge is allowed.)

    Vietnam

    Vietnam’s Lunar New Year, called Tết (Tết Nguyên Đán), strongly emphasizes ancestral worship, traditional foods such as bánh chưng and bánh tét, family gatherings, and cultural performances. Vietnamese diaspora communities worldwide actively celebrate Tết with festivals, performances, and cultural showcases. [vietnamnews.vn]

    Asian Diaspora Worldwide

    Across Europe, North America, Australia, and Southeast Asia, diaspora communities celebrate with parades, dragon dances, temple fairs, food festivals, London’s and Sydney’s large public events, and campus‑based cultural celebrations. These events blend traditional rituals with local cultural influences. [firstpost.com]


    Is Lunar New Year Celebrated in North Korea?

    Yes. North Korea also celebrates Seollal, though the observance differs from South Korea. North Korea typically designates only the day itself as a holiday, and celebrations often blend ancestor‑honoring rituals with political commemorations tied to leaders’ birthdays. Families still perform traditional rites, bows, and visits, though travel and celebrations are more restricted. [koreajoong….joins.com]


    When Was Lunar New Year Re‑Legalized in South Korea?

    South Korea historically downplayed lunar holidays during the 20th century but officially restored/recognized Seollal as a national holiday in 1989.

    Note: Although the retrieved articles focus on modern toll‑waiver policies and Seollal practices, they do not provide legalization dates. However, the reinstatement year (1989) is a well‑established historical fact and acceptable general knowledge.


    What Each Country Calls Lunar New Year

    Chinese

    ean

    (Chūnjié) – Spring Festival
    • Also 农历新年 (Nónglì Xīnnián) – Agricultural‑calendar New Year [party.alibaba.com]

    설날 (Seollal) – Korean Lunar New Year [en.wikipedia.org]

    Japanese

    • Historically 正月 (Shōgatsu) referred to New Year, though now it corresponds to the solar New Year (Jan 1). Japan no longer widely observes a Lunar New Year.

    Vietnamese

    Tết Nguyên Đán – Vietnamese Lunar New Year [simify.com]


  • Where to Find Cosmos on the Web

    Where to Find Cosmos on the Web

    in 2016 when I retired, I began posting my work on various sites and getting my poetry, fiction, and essays published all over, including, of course, on my flagstaff blog post, The World According To Cosmos. Here is where you can find my work. I try to update my postings once a week. The blog entry is copied to LinkedIn, Twitter and Tumblr automatically, the rest I have to manually add so it may take a while before everything is in synch. Also, since last summer, I have been podcasting weekly, using Anchor podcast platform.  I am now also writing on Medium and Wattpad. Starting next year, I hope to add regular vblogging on YouTube, advice on what software to use for that would be greatly appreciated. Please follow me on all these sites.

     

     

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    Tumblr https://www.tumblr.com/blog/jakecosmosaller

    Twitter https://twitter.com/aller_jake

     

    WattPad https://www.wattpad.com/user/jakecaller

    Writing com https://jcosmos.Writing.Com/

    Pod Casts

    Anchor; https://anchor.fm/jake-cosmos-aller

    Breaker https://www.breaker.audio/the-world-according-to-cosmos

     

    Radio Public  https://radiopublic.com/the-world-according-to-cosmos-6va7D1

     

    https://open.spotify.com/show/6IdqYlys0fX4igW1EJD9D3otify

     

    You Tube -Not active will start in New Years

     

     

    Publication Listing

     

    A partial listing, work in progress.

    Imaging The End Of The World Ariel Chart: International Literary Journal
    No More Coffee Blues Ariel Chart: International Literary Journal
    What Am I DNA Results Ariel Chart: International Literary Journal
    End Times Ariel Chart: International Literary Journal
    Imagining End Of The World Ariel Chart
    Just Another Night In The City Of Angels Ariel Chart
    The Revolution Is Coming Beatnik Cowboy, The
    I’d Rather Not Mess With Sam Between Hangovers
    A Million Ways To Say I Love You Blessed With Love Poems
    I Still Want You Blessed With Love Poems
    Ode To Valentine Day Blessed With Love Poems
    Love Explained To A Space Alien Blessed With Love Poems
    Slime Patrol To The Rescu Blue Nib Literary Magazine, The
    The Fog Blue Nib Literary Magazine, The
    Dream Girl Cherry-House Press Dreams Anthology
    Dream Girl Chicken Soup For The Soul Series
    Chains That Bind Me City Limits Publication
    Dream Girl City Limits Publication
    Various Creative Talents Unleashed
    How I Married the Girl Of My Dreams Creativity Webzine
    Meeting God in The Lake Creativity Webzine
    Cosmic Cat from Berkeley Creativity Webzine
    Meeting God in Bombay Creativity Webzine
    Cosmic Dog from Goa Creativity Webzine
    Buddha Cat Creativity Webzine
    The Story of How We Met Creativity Webzine
    Fate Intertwined Creativity Webzine
    Wild Things Happen Creativity Webzine
    God Drinks Coffee Creativity Webzine
    Requiem for an Era Creativity Webzine
    Howling at the Moon Creativity Webzine
    Creativity Webzine
    The Truth Shall Set You Free Creativity Webzine
    My Name Is Nobody Down in the Dirt
    Strangeness in the Air Down in the Dirt
    Snarling Cup of Coffee Down in the Dirt
    Charles Bukowski Road Not Taken Down in the Dirt
    Fallen Dreams Litter the Ground Down in the Dirt
    Hitchhiking Tales Down in the Dirt
    Howling at the Moon Down in the Dirt
    3-5-7 Love Poem Down in the Dirt
    If You Have Been Around Down in the Dirt
    Foreigner Walking The Seoul Wall Down in the Dirt
    Old Man Visiting His Wife’s Grave Down in the Dirt
    Awaiting The Judgement Every Writer Horror Contest
    Mad Bag Piper Of Berkeley Every Writer Horror Contest
    Coffee Poem
    Bad Craziness *
    Kimchi Blues Eskimo Pie
    Kimchi Blues Friends of Korea website
    A New Year’S Visit To The Oregon Coast Excavation
    Casino Thoughts Excavation
    Winter Haiflu Failed Haiku
    Indian Casino Thoughts Fiends Of Korea
    Lone Foreigner Walking The Wall Of Seoul Former People, a Journal of Bangs and Whimpers
    A New Year’s Visit To The Oregon Coast Former People: A Journal Of Bangs And Whimpers
    Indian Casino Thoughts Former People: A Journal Of Bangs And Whimpers
    Casino Thoughts Former People: A Journal Of Bangs And Whimpers
    Former People: A Journal Of Bangs And Whimpers
    Four Coffee Poems Former People: A Journal Of Bangs And Whimpers
    Four Coffee Poems Former People: A Journal Of Bangs And Whimpers
    Four Coffee Poems Former People: A Journal Of Bangs And Whimpers
    Four Coffee Poems
    Fiction Dream
    Fiction Dream
    Corona Virus Haiku Fiction Dream
    Fiction Dream
    Just Enough For Coffee
    One Moment, One Day Fourxfour Poetry Journal
    Met My Fate In Bar Room Face From Addict To Advocate
    Various Haiku Journal
    Hill Rag Hello Bonzai
    One Night In Bombay Hello Poetry
    Cosmic Cat
    Cosmic Dogs
    Meeting God In A Lake Horror Sleaze Trash
    Meeting God In Bombay
    Signs Of The Apocalypse Hypertexts, The
    Hypertexts, The
    Getting Lucky Hypertexts, The
    Waiting For The Day Hypertexts, The
    Rising Storm Of Sediction Hypertexts, The
    All Tired And Burned Out 2020 Go Away
    Toilet Gate Fitting Metaphor For Trump Era Ink Pantry (Website)
    A Dream Journey Ink Pantry (Website)
    Insanity Lives Ink Pantry (Website)
    Interview Ink Pantry (Website)
    Morning Bright, Evening Delight Ink Pantry (Website)
    Reality Hits Ink Pantry (Website)
    Cheating Death 22 Times Ink Pantry (Website)
    Cthulhu’s Revenge Ink Pantry (Website)
    Escape From Hell Ink Pantry (Website)
    Ghoul Haunted Woodlands Of Weir Ink Pantry (Website)
    The Bench Ink Pantry (Website)
    2019 The Year That Was Ink Pantry (Website)
    Dreams Ink Pantry (Website)
    Fate Ink Pantry (Website)
    The Oyster Speaks Up Ink Pantry (Website)
    The Terrifying Teens Ink Pantry (Website)
    Ink Pantry (Website)
    Just An Unhinged Lunatic Ink Pantry (Website)
    Ink Pantry (Website)
    Total Successor Or Total Failure Ink Pantry (Website)
    2021 Haiku
    General Corona Appears In A Vision Inner Circle Writers’ Group Anthology Series
    Cancel Culture Run Amuck
    Ghosts Of Old Saigon Journal Of Expressive Writing
    Ghosts Of The Chu Chi Tunnels Journal Of Expressive Writing
    Seeing Ghosts Kelp Journal
    The Cosmic Cat From Berkeley Kelp Journal
    The Cosmic Dog From Goa Kelp Journal
    Cosmic Cat Kelp Journal
    Kelp Journal
    Agnostic Dyslectic Wonders If There Is A Dog Kelp Journal
    Cosmos’s Cosmic Calendar Kelp Journal
    Its A Dog’s Life For Me Kelp Journal
    The Cosmic Dog From Goa
    2021 Dawns 21 Haiku Literary Yard
    Dear Republicans, What Is Wrong With You? Literary Yard
    The Revolution Next Time Literary Yard
    Zombie Ideas Do Not Die Literary Yard
    There Is A Great Sense Of Unrest Literary Yard
    Lone Foreigner Hiking The Seoul City Walls Literary Yard
    Literary Yard
    Literary Yard
    Dream Love Questions Sekoku Local Gem
    15 Day Challenge Local gem
    Halloween poetry collection Local Gem
    Dear Microsoft Why I Left You Lotus Eater
    Local Gems Poetry Press
    A Million Ways To Say I Love You Blessed with Love
    Ode To Love On Valentine’s Day Blessed with Love
    One Night in Bangkok Man in the Street
    Market Rules Us All Minnie’s Diary: A Southern Literary Review
    The Virus King Cried Muse
    Fake Jake Nthanda Review
    Fake Smiles Nthanda Review
    White Lady
    The Opiate
    God’s Confession Scarlet Leaf
    Opiate
    Bad Craziness
    Otherwise Engaged
      Cats
    In Seach Of America Outlaw Poetry
    It Is A Gun Situation, Mr. President Outlaw Poetry
    Prayer Works Outlaw Poetry
    I Don’t Get It Outlaw Poetry
    Dear Governor Abbot Outlaw Poetry
    When Will This Madness End – Short Version Outlaw Poetry
    Lost And Found Outlaw Poetry
    My Mother’s History Outlaw Poetry
    Conversation With Teddy Roosevelt Outlaw Poetry
    Watching Cats Hunt Outlaw Poetry
    End Of America Outlaw Poetry
    Watching The News As 110,000 Americans Die Plethora Blogazine
    Wearing A Mask Is Not A Political Statement Plethora Blogazine
    Wearing Masks Saves Life Plethora Blogazine
    Who Are You Going To Believe, Me Or Your Lying Eye Plethora Blogazine
    Back Of The Bus The Poet on the Road
    Bus Ride The Poet on the Road  Poet The Poet on the Road
    Cross Country Trip Part One The Poet on the Road
    Hitchiking Tales The Poet on the Road
    Buddha Cat Poet, The
    Meeting God In A Lake Poet, The
    Best Friend For 60 Years Poet, The
    My Memory Bank Poet, The
    Best Friend In The Universe Poet, The
    Cats Poetryezine
    Buddha Cat Poetryezine
    Sitting On The Dock Of The Bay Poetryezine
    Walking By A Winter’s Frozen Lake Poetryezine
    Playing The Piano At The End Of Time Poetryezine
    Mad Mask Fear Poetryezine
    News Is Grim Poetryezine
    Poetry And Covid
    Various Poetry And Covid
    Snarling Cup Of Coffee Chapbook Poetry Nook Weekly Contest
    Merry Christmas From ATT Poetry 24
    Mr President, It Is A Gun Situation  Poetry 24Poetry 24
    The Best Is Yet To Come Found Poem Poetry 24
    Evergreen Trees Pure Haiku
    Falling Rain Qutub Minar Review
    Qutub Minar Review
    Gathering Storm Clouds Random Poetree
    Nebulous Night Of Darkness Random Poetree
    Dejavu All Over Again Random Poetree
    Failure Is Not An Option Random Poetree
    General Failure Reading Disk Drive Raven Cage Zine
    On Failure Raven Cage Zine
    Raven Cage Zine
    270,000 Corona Ghosts Crash The President’s Party Raven Cage Zine
    Corona Ghosts Crash The Party Raven Cage Zine
    Partying While People Die Raven Cage Zine
    Fake Calls Rejected Manuscripts
    Hell Is Here To Stay Rejected Manuscripts
    Rejected Manuscripts
    Fake Mosquitos
    Lost River Sandha Review
    Old Cars Are King Of The Road Again River Sandha Review
    Reflections Rosette Maleficarum
    Dragon Flies In My Mind Rosette Maleficarum
    One Crazy Day Rosette Maleficarum
    2019 The Year That Was Rosette Maleficarum
    Dreams Scarlet Leaf Review
    Fate Scarlet Leaf Review
    The Oyster Speaks Up Scarlet Leaf Review
    The Terrifying Teens Scarlet Leaf Review
    Scarlet Leaf Review
    Green Trees Don’t Make It Scarlet Leaf Review
    Slowly Unperceived Reality Scarlet Leaf Review
    Slowly Unperceived Reality Scarlet Leaf Review
    Brain Fever Scryptic defunct
    Evil Within Scryptic defunct
    Mocking Laughter Scryptic defunct
    Black Vultures Scryptic defunct
    Dream Lover Scryptic
    Dream Tanaga Scryptic
    Rafting To Hell Scryptic
    Satanic Torture Scryptic
    Worlds Within Worlds Sick Lit Magazine
    Green Trees Don’t Make It Sick Lit Magazine
    Siren Song Of Doom Sick Lit Magazine
    Various Sixfold
    Corona Poems Soft Cartel
    Dora The Galactic Explorer Soft Cartel
    Every Day I Turn On The News
    Chaos Spillwords Press
    Mocking Faces Spillwords Press
    Just Enough For Coffee Spillwords Press
    Waiting For The Grim Reaper’S Decision Spillwords Press
    The Virus King Cried Subterranean Blue Poetry
    Cosmic Cat From Berkeley Swenk
    Cats Swenk
    The Buddha Cat Of Edsall Road Swenk
    Demon Cat Swenk
    Cat Fight In Incheon Swenk
    Love Haiku The Universe Journal
    Night Terrors The Universe Journal
    Jack Daniels Failed Intervention Unlikely Story
    The Trial Of The Poet Tiger Shark
    Life In-Between Tiger Shark
    Love Haiku Tigershark
    I Like My Coffee Tigershark
    Love Haku 1 Tigershark
    Lost And Found Tigershark
    The Virus King Cried Tigershark
    1984 Is Here To Stay Tuck
    The Dogs Of War Are Howling Tuck
    Just Enough For Coffee Tuck
    Donald Trump And The Vulgarians Rise To Power Tuck
    Lost And found Two Drops Of Ink
    Strong Wine Two Drops Of Ink
    Voices Of My Doom Two Drops Of Ink
    Dora The Galactic Explorer Two Drops Of Ink
    Last Year Of American Greatness Two Drops Of Ink
    Mocking Faces Two Drops Of Ink
    Morning Light Two Drops Of Ink
    Wild Man Sits In Gilded Cage Two Drops Of Ink
    Climate Change Two Drops Of Ink
    The Lion King Speaks Up Two Drops Of Ink
    Wild Things Run Amuk Two Drops Of Ink
    Wild Things Run Amuk Two Drops Of Ink
    Yesterday Morning Two Drops Of Ink
    Howling At The Moon Two Drops Of Ink
    No More Coffee Blues Two Drops Of Ink
    Ode To Coffee Two Drops Of Ink
    Slease 2 Two Drops Of Ink
    Snarling Cup Of Coffee Ugly Writers, The
    When Will This Darkness End Ugly Writers, The
    Ugly Writers, The
    Buddha Cat Universe Journal, The
    Cats Universe Journal, The
    Cats Fighting In Incheon Universe Journal, The
    Cosmic Cats Universe Journal, The Universe Journal, The
    Demon Cat Universe Journal, The
    Best Friend In The Universe Whispers Defunct
    Life’s Journey Whispers Defunct
    Life In Between Whispers Defunct
    News Is Grim Writer’s Egg Magazine
    Wearing A Mask Is Not A Political Statement Writer’s Egg Magazine
    Corona Ghosts Crash The Party Writer’s Egg Magazine
    Politicians Lying As People Lay Dying Writer’s Egg Magazine
    Thanksgiving Thoughts Writer’s Egg Magazine
    Writer’s Egg Magazine
    American Dream Writer’s Egg Magazine
    Miscelaneous Publication Sites Writer’s Egg Magazine
    Writer’s Egg Magazine
    3 Am Nightmares
    Your One Phone Call
    Coffee Desires Miscelaneous Publication Sites
    God Does Not Talk To Idiots Triferta Poem A Thon
    Huricanes From Hell Triferta Poem A Thon
    It Can’t Happen Here Triferta Poem A Thon
    Kim Vs. Trump Twitter War -In Memorial Of Kim Il Sung’s The Great Leader’s Birthday Triferta Poem A Thon
    Masters Of The Universe Triferta Poem A Thon
    Microsoft How I Hate You Triferta Poem A Thon
    More Coffee Blues Triferta Poem A Thon
    No More Coffee Blues Triferta Poem A Thon
    Triferta Poem A Thon
    Rambling Man Triferta Poem A Thon
    Rambling Man -Where Do I Belong? Triferta Poem A Thon
    Rapid City Nowhere Triferta Poem A Thon
    Suburban Laundromat Blues Triferta Poem A Thon
    The Storm Is Coming Triferta Poem A Thon
      Facing Life’s Challenges Together Triferta Poem A Thon
      Fires Buring Bright Triferta Poem A Thon
      God Drinks Coffee Triferta Poem A Thon
      Imagining End Of The World Triferta Poem A Thon
      Incheon 2016 Triferta Poem A Thon Triferta Poem A Thon
      Looking Out My Window Triferta Poem A Thon
      Lost And Found Triferta Poem A Thon
      My Soul Wants To Fly Triferta Poem A Thon
      Rapid City Nowhere Triferta Poem A Thon
      The Revolution Is Coming Triferta Poem A Thon
      Wagontire, Oregon Triferta Poem A Thon
      Walking Through The Woods Of Time Triferta Poem A Thon
      Zombie Apocalypse Triferta Poem A Thon
       Heading To Memphis Triferta Poem A Thon
       One Mystic Shrouded Night Triferta Poem A Thon
        Idiots In High Places Triferta Poem A Thon
         Cosmos’s Cosmic Calendar Triferta Poem A Thon
    .  Landlord Blues Triferta Poem A Thon
    .  Berkeley California Triferta Poem A Thon
    .  Chains That Bind Us Triferta Poem A Thon
    .  Changes Triferta Poem A Thon
    .  Coffee Revolution Triferta Poem A Thon
    .  COSTCO Triferta Poem A Thon
    .  Dental Torture Blues Triferta Poem A Thon
    .  Emperor Donald The Ist Triferta Poem A Thon
    .  Everything Will Be All Right Triferta Poem A Thon
    .  Ghosts From World War 11 Triferta Poem A Thon
    .  Life Is Wonderful Triferta Poem A Thon
    .  Lithia Springs Triferta Poem A Thon
    .  Love Jones Triferta Poem A Thon
    .  My Daily Hot Coffee Fix Triferta Poem A Thon
    .  No More Coffee Blues Triferta Poem A Thon
    .  Pane E Circus 2017 Redux Triferta Poem A Thon
    .  Sandwich Choices Triferta Poem A Thon
    .  Secret Agency Man Triferta Poem A Thon
    .  The Decline Of America Triferta Poem A Thon
    .  The Dogs Of War Are Howling Triferta Poem A Thon
    .  Voices Of My Doom Triferta Poem A Thon
    .  Walls Triferta Poem A Thon
    .  Watching Cats Hunt Triferta Poem A Thon
    .  Where Do You And I Begin? Triferta Poem A Thon
    .  Why I Am Not A Christian Easter Thoughts Triferta Poem A Thon
    .      August Moods Triferta Poem A Thon
    .      Capitol Hill In The Spring Triferta Poem A Thon
    .      Spring Love Thoughts Triferta Poem A Thon
    .      Spring Time In Oregon Triferta Poem A Thon
    .      The Falling Rain Triferta Poem A Thon
    “Dental Blues” Triferta Poem A Thon
    “Meeting God In The Lake” Triferta Poem A Thon
    “The Cosmic Cat In Berkeley” Triferta Poem A Thon
    “The God Dog In Goa” Triferta Poem A Thon
    1. Lost And Found Triferta Poem A Thon
    1984 Lives On Triferta Poem A Thon
    Decline Of America Scarlet Leaf Review
    Dogs Of War Howling Scarlet Leaf Review
    2. My Mother’s History Scarlet Leaf Review
    2.     Donald Trump And The Vulgarians Rise To Power Tuck
    2.     Imagining The End Of The World Tuck
    3.     No More Coffee Blues *  Hill Rag
    Additional Publication  Vendue Need to be Confirmed
    3. Conversation With Teddy Roosevelt
    3.     Strong Wine
    4. Watching Cats Hunt
    4.     Dragon Flies In My Mind
    4.     The Shape Of History
    4.     Voices Of My Doom
    5. Cats
    5.     Rapid City No Where
    5.     Reflections
    5.     Yesterday Morning
    6.     Suburban Laundromat Blues
    A Million Ways To Say I Love You
    American Dream
    Best Friend In The Universe
    Black Vultures
    Blue Blues
    Brain Fever
    Capital Hill In The Sprng
    Cats Hunting
    Chains That Bind
    Charles Bukowski Road Not Chosen
    Cheating Death 20 Times
    Coffee My Secret Lover
    Coffee Revolution
    Coffee The Drink Of Revolutionaries
    Confucian Thoughs For The Modern Era
    Decline Of America
    Dogs Of War Howling
    Donald Trump Our Compassionate Dear Leader
    Dream Girl
    Enemy Of The People
    Fallen Dreams Litter The Ground
    God Drinks Coffee
    How I Married Girl Of My Dreams
    Howling At The Moon
    I Like My Coffee
    Jesus Must Die Again
    1.     Lost And Found
    2.     Donald Trump And The Vulgarians Rise To Power
    3.     Strong Wine
    4.     The Shape Of History
    5.     Yesterday Morning
    Corona Ghosts Stalk The President
    Corona Virus Stalks Me
    General Corona Leads His Troops
    A New Year’S Visit To The Oregon Coast
    Love Conquers Hate
    Bus Fantasy

    Coffee Poems

    Snarling Cup of Coffee*

    No More Coffee Blues*

    Ode to Coffee*

    Published in Fiction café, Eskimo Pie, Creativity Webzine, Poetry Soup, All Poetry and Duane’s Poetree http://www.fictionalcafe.com/,   and Coffee with Underhill   

    Love Poems

     

    The Story of How We Met  *                               

    Million Ways to Say I Love You *  

    Chains that Bind Us *

    Where Do You and I Begin  *

     

    Published in Love Poetry  http://www.blessedwithlove.com/poem/thestoryofhowwemet  

    Lost and Found *

    Published in Paragon Journal https://www.theparagonjournal.com/

    Published in Duane’s Poetree

     

    Best Friend in the Universe*

    Published in Whispers    (defunct)

    Political Rants

    The Eye in the Sky  *

    published in Aphelion 

     

    The Decline of America*

    The Dogs of War are Howling  *

     

    Published in Tuck Magazine  http://tuckmagazine.com/2016/10/17/poetry570/

    Kill the 20th Century  *

    Published in Scarlet Leaf Review 

    When Will This Madness End ?*

    139

    Published in Poetry 24

    Religious Visions

    Imagining the End of the World *  Published in Ariel Chart  http://arielchart.blogspot.com/sear

    ch?q=jake+cosmos+aller  

     

    Meeting God in a Lake *

    The Cosmic Cat From Berkeley *

    The Cosmic Dog From Goal * 

    Published in Scarlet Leaf Review 

    Travels

    Rapid City No Where* 

    Berkeley

    Wagontire, Oregon 

    Lithia Springs

    Published in  Teferet Journal Poem a Thon April 2017

    Spring Time in Capitol Hill* 

    Published in Writers’s Newsletter

    Strange Visions

     

    Life’s Journey 

     

    Published in Whispers  http://whispersinthewind333.blogspot.com/  

    Bad Craziness

    Published in Man in the Street

    A Time Long Ago

    The Thing

    Nebulous Night of Darkness

    Gathering Storm Clouds

    Fears

    Prison Games

     

    Published in Raven Cage Zine

    https://drive.google.com/file/d/11JDJV0VaFHuphqdfQ2_Kx9ZUXNAmhRId/view?usp=sharing 

    141

     

     

    Dental Torture Blues

    Published in Scarlet Leaf Review                             

     

    Ghosts from World War 11 

    Published in All Poetry, Poetry Soup

     

    One Night in Bombay

    Published in Horror/Sleaze/Trash

    http://www.horrorsleazetrash.com/uncategorized/jakecosmosaller/ 

    Unhinged Lunatic Howling at the Full Moon

    Published in All Poetry, Poetry Soup, Duane’s Poetree, and Cosmosfunnel

     

    My Mother’s History

    Conservation with Teddy Roosevelt

    Watching Cats Hunt

    Cats

    Published in Outlaw Poetry

     https://outlawpoetry.com/2017/fivepoemsbyjakecosmosaller/ and in  Pengician and

    in Pengician 

     

    Mozart Blues

     

    Published in All Poetry, Poetry Soup, Duane’s Poetree, and Cosmosfunnel

    Old Man in the Mirror Must Die 

    Published in Published in Horror/Sleaze/Trash  http://www.horrorsleazetrash.com/uncategorized/jakecosmosaller/ 

    One Mystic Shrouded Night *

    Published in  Event Horizon 

    April 2021 chapbook Poetry Superhighway

    Pre-April Writer’s Digest Warm-Up Poems

    Let’s Resolve

    Old Man Reflects Upon Universal Truth

    Almost Died 22 Times

    Every Day I Turn on My Computer

    Thursday, April 1, 2021

    Coffee Pot Blues Poetry

    Who Is Jake Cosmos Aller?  Good Golly, Miss Molly

    Sam Adams Woke Up Dead

    Friday, April 2, 2021

    Stranded on Mars

    Falling in Love with My Dream Woman,

    Voila! (Remember Something in A Short Lyric Burst)

    The Future Is Here

    Saturday, April 3, 2021

    Life as a Retired Expat in Korea

    Modern Connections Writers Digest

    Surprise Haiku

    Personal Universe Deck Superman on Mars

    Cat People Weather Poem

    Sunday, April 4, 2021

    Mirror Poem Errors in My Life

    Little Houses on The Hill-Side

    April 5

    The First Time I Saw Her

    Not Alone

    Potential Mistake

    We are Living in SF World

    Life is a Dream of Chocolate Covered Trees

    Memories of JC Write About an Eccentric Character

    Mary’s Tales from the Grave

    God’s to Do List

    Imprisoned for a Crime He Did Not Do

    They Both Giggled All the Time

    What is Love?

    Prime Love

    Three Tea Haiku for Teaku Competition Haiku

    Mad Monk in the temple

    In The Morning Light

    Drinking his hot tea

    Poetry Super Highway Chapbook 2020 Snarling Cup of Coffee

    Coffee Poems

    Snarling Cup of Coffee*

    No More Coffee Blues*

    Ode to Coffee*

    Love Poems

    The Story of How We Met  *

    Million Ways to Say I Love You *

    Chains that Bind Us *

    Where Do You and I Begin  *

    Lost and Found *

    Best Friend in the Universe*

    Political Rants

    The Eye in the Sky  *

    The Decline of America*

    The Dogs of War are Howling  *

    Kill the 20th Century  *

    When Will This Madness End ?*

    Hurricanes from Hell  * Bombs

    Away *

    It Can’t Happen Here

    Masters of the Universe

    Fake News

    Idiots in High Places

    Long Live the Great and Powerful One

    Religious Visions

    Imagining the End of the World * Meeting God in a Lake *

    The Cosmic Cat From Berkeley *

    The Cosmic Dog From Goal *

    God Does Not Talk to Idiots

    God’s Message to Reverend Bakker

    3

    Travels

    Rapid City No Where*

    Because of You I’m in a Seattle Kind of Mood

    Berkeley

    Spring Time in Capitol Hill*

    Wagontire, Oregon

    Lithia Springs

    Strange Visions

    Life’s Journey

    Bad Craziness

    A Time Long Ago

    The Thing

    Nebulous Night of Darkness

    Gathering Storm Clouds

    Fears

    Prison Games

    Dental Torture Blues

    Ghosts from World War 11

    One Night in Bombay

    Unhinged Lunatic Howling at the Full Moon

    Life’s Journey  My Mother’s History

    Conservation with Teddy Roosevelt

    Watching Cats Hunt

    Cats

    Mozart Blues

    Old Man in the Mirror Must Die *

    Prayer to the Computer Gods

    One Mystic Shrouded Night *

    Where I am Published Complete  List

    falling rain Random Poem Tree
    old man in the mirror must die Random Poem Tree
    bus fantasy Random Poem Tree
    white lady The Opiate
    just another night in the city of angels Ariel Chart
    imaging the end of the world Ariel Chart
    no more coffee blues Ariel Chart
    slime patrol to the rescu The Blue Nib Literary Magazine
    the fog The Blue Nib Literary Magazine
    one moment, one day Haiku Journal
    A New Year’s Visit to the Oregon Coast Former People: A Journal of Bangs and Whimpers
    casino thoughts Former People: A Journal of Bangs and Whimpers
    Indian Casino Thoughts Former People: A Journal of Bangs and Whimpers
    what am I DNA results Ariel Chart
    A New Year’s Visit to the Oregon Coast Qutub Minar Review
    love conquers hate Qutub Minar Review
    donald trump our compasionate leader Poetry24
    merry christmas from AT and T Poetry24
    Mr President, it is a gun situation Poetry24
    market rules us all Minnie’s Diary: A Southern Literary Review
    God’s Confession Otherwise Engaged
    Mr. Trump Tear Down This Wall Poets Facing The Wall
    walls divide us Poets Facing The Wall
    green trees don’t make it Soft Cartel
    siren song of doom Soft Cartel
    a dream journey Ink Pantry
    insanity lives Ink Pantry
    interview Ink Pantry
    morning bright, evening delight Ink Pantry
    reality hits Ink Pantry
    just an unhinged lunatic Inner Circle Writers’ Group Galaxy Anthology Series
    bus ride Spillwords Press
    dream girl Chicken Soup for the Soul Series
    bus ride Spillwords Press
    dark dangerous thoughts Spillwords Press
    Hitchiking tales Spillwords Press
    driving in the end of the world Poetry24
    Hell is Here to Stay Bad Nudes
    my name is nobody Down in the Dirt
    strangness in the air Down in the Dirt
    fake calls River Sandha Review
    Hell is Here to Stay River Sandha Review
    donald trump and the vulgarians rise to power Two Drops of Ink
    lost and found Two Drops of Ink
    strong wine Two Drops of Ink
    voices of my doom Two Drops of Ink
    snarling cup of coffee chapbook Poetry Super Highway
    fake Jake Nthanda Review
    fake smiles Nthanda Review
    the trial of the poet Tigershark Magazine
    dream girl Cherry-House Press Dreams Anthology
    gathering storm clouds Raven Cage Zine
    nebulous night of darkness Raven Cage Zine
    love haiku Tigershark Magazine
    howling at the moon The Ugly Writers
    no more coffee blues The Ugly Writers
    ode to coffee The Ugly Writers
    slease 2 The Ugly Writers
    snarling cup of coffee The Ugly Writers
    when will this darkness end The Ugly Writers
    no more coffee blues HillRag
    7th extinction event Academy of the Heart and Mind
    illusions stripped away Academy of the Heart and Mind
    last bee Academy of the Heart and Mind
    one night in bombay Horror Sleaze Trash
    fake mosquitos Rosette Maleficarum: A literary journal of dreams, nightmares, and madness
    lost Rosette Maleficarum: A literary journal of dreams, nightmares, and madness
    old cars are king of the road again Rosette Maleficarum: A literary journal of dreams, nightmares, and madness
    one night in bombay Horror Sleaze Trash
    eye in the sky Duane’s PoeTree
    falling rain Duane’s PoeTree
    God speaks to me in a Bar Duane’s PoeTree
    howling at the moon Duane’s PoeTree
    long live the great and powerful one Duane’s PoeTree
    lost and found Duane’s PoeTree
    mozart blues Duane’s PoeTree
    no more coffee blues Duane’s PoeTree
    ode to coffee Duane’s PoeTree
    old man in the mirror must die Duane’s PoeTree
    one night in bombay Duane’s PoeTree
    rambling man, where do I belong? Duane’s PoeTree
    rapid city nowhere Duane’s PoeTree
    snarling cup of coffee Duane’s PoeTree
    spin masters spinning away Duane’s PoeTree
    strong wine Duane’s PoeTree
    suburban laundromat blues Duane’s PoeTree
    the decline of america Duane’s PoeTree
    the eye in the sky Duane’s PoeTree
    the revolution Duane’s PoeTree
    the shape of history Duane’s PoeTree
    dream girl 42 word story 42 Stories Anthology
    cosmic cat Kelp Journal
    ghosts of old saigon Kelp Journal
    Ghosts of the Chu Chi Tunnels Kelp Journal
    seeing ghosts Kelp Journal
    the cosmic cat from Berkeley Kelp Journal
    the cosmic dog from Goa Kelp Journal
    A million ways to say I love you Blessed with Love Poems
    I still want you Blessed with Love Poems
    ode to valentine day Blessed with Love Poems
    Agnostic Dyslectic Wonders if There is a dog Literary Yard
    cosmos’s cosmic calendar Literary Yard
    Its a dog’s life for me Literary Yard
    the cosmic dog from Goa Literary Yard
    reflections Scarlet Leaf Review
    dragon flies in my mind Scarlet Leaf Review
    one crazy day Scarlet Leaf Review
    7th extinction event Academy of the Heart and Mind
    last bee Academy of the Heart and Mind
    2019 the year that was Synchronized Chaos
    dogs of war are howling Synchronized Chaos
    dreams Synchronized Chaos
    fate Synchronized Chaos
    idiots in high places Synchronized Chaos
    masters of the universe Synchronized Chaos
    the terrifying teens Synchronized Chaos
    when will this madness end? Synchronized Chaos
    buddha cat The UNIverse Journal
    cats The UNIverse Journal
    cats fighting in Incheon The UNIverse Journal
    cosmic cats The UNIverse Journal
    demon cat The UNIverse Journal
    buddha cat The UNIverse Journal
    cat fight in Incheon The UNIverse Journal
    demon cat The UNIverse Journal
    night terrors Tigershark Magazine
    snarling cup of coffee Down in the Dirt
    cheating death 22 times Academy of the Heart and Mind
    end times Ariel Chart
    Charles Bukowski Road Not Taken Down in the Dirt
    fallen dreams litter the ground Down in the Dirt
    Hitchiking tales Down in the Dirt
    howling at the moon Down in the Dirt
    dear Microsoft why I left you Lotus-eater
    I am writing to let you know ActiveMuse
    2019 the year that was Ink Pantry
    cheating death 22 times Ink Pantry
    cthulhu’s revenge Ink Pantry
    dreams Ink Pantry
    escape from hell Ink Pantry
    fate Ink Pantry
    ghoul haunted woodlands of weir Ink Pantry
    the bench Ink Pantry
    the oyster speaks up Ink Pantry
    the terrifying teens Ink Pantry
    morning light Spillwords Press
    dora the galactic explorer Two Drops of Ink
    Last Year of American Greatness Two Drops of Ink
    mocking faces Two Drops of Ink
    morning light Two Drops of Ink
    wild man sits in gilded cage Two Drops of Ink
    2019 the year that was Scarlet Leaf Review
    dreams Scarlet Leaf Review
    fate Scarlet Leaf Review
    the oyster speaks up Scarlet Leaf Review
    the terrifying teens Scarlet Leaf Review
    2019 the year that was Sixfold: the completely writer-voted journal
    dreams Sixfold: the completely writer-voted journal
    fate Sixfold: the completely writer-voted journal
    terrifying teens Sixfold: the completely writer-voted journal
    the oyster speaks up Sixfold: the completely writer-voted journal
    3 am nightmares 45 Magazine Women’s Literary Journal
    fake gods 45 Magazine Women’s Literary Journal
    shape of history 45 Magazine Women’s Literary Journal
    strong wine 45 Magazine Women’s Literary Journal
    The Revolution Is Coming The Beatnik Cowboy
    Fate Intervened The Creativity Webzine
    God drinks coffee The Creativity Webzine
    howling at the moon The Creativity Webzine
    Requiem for An Era The Creativity Webzine
    the truth shall set you free The Creativity Webzine
    Wild Things Happen The Creativity Webzine
    corona virus haiku FourXFour Poetry Journal
    buddha cat Hypertext Magazine / Hypertext Review
    cosmic cat Hypertext Magazine / Hypertext Review
    cosmic dogs Hypertext Magazine / Hypertext Review
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    snowing cherry trees

    by Jake Aller on September 4, 2021.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    snowing cherry trees
    litter my path
    walking with my love
    in the springtime cool breeze

    Author notes

    I love the cherry trees near my house along the world peace forest in Yeongjongdo International city

    I like to drink hot coffee in the morning

    by Jake Aller on September 4, 2021.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    I like to drink hot coffee in the morning
    Drinking hot coffee makes it a good morning
    As I drink my coffee no more mourning

    But in the afternoon I like to drink my ice tea
    Just like to sit there drinking being one with me
    That is all that I want or need just to be

    As the day turns into the night I drink wine
    Looking at my lovely wife she is just mine
    Filling me with love, my heart begins to shine

    Author notes

    The stornello is an Italian tercet (or 3-line stanza) form with 11 syllables per line and an aaa end rhyme. It’s as simple as that!
    Note: There is a variant version of the stornello in which the first line of each tercet is shorter than 11 syllables, but it retains the same rhyme scheme while holding 11 syllables in both lines two and three.

    Drinking coffee in the morning barzelletta

    by Jake Aller on September 4, 2021.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Drinking coffee in the morning
    Makes my day a goodmorning

    Drinking tea in the afternoon
    Just with her by my side

    Recalling that date I met my fate
    39 years ago today

    Author notes

    Poetic Form Fridays are made to share various poetic forms. This week, we look at the barzeletta (also known as the barzelletta or frottola-barzelletta), an Italian form with a few interpretations.

    I first “discovered” this Italian form years ago in Lewis Turco’s The New Book of Forms, which included a short entry with the following rules:
    • Couplet (or two-line) stanzas or poems
    • Seven-syllable lines
    • Internal rhymes
    • A lot of “aphorisms, witticisms, and didacticisms”
    Also, there was a variant rule for the seven-syllable lines. It was also possible to write them in blank verse in pentameter (five feet), heptameter (seven feet), or hendecasyllabic (or 11-syllable lines).

    drinking my hot coffee in the morning light Sicilian Octave Poem

    by Jake Aller on September 4, 2021.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    drinking my hot coffee in the morning light
    thinking back on that date I met my fate
    everything around me seems very bright
    recalling how I met her, became my mate

    in the afternoon I like to drink tea
    but in the evening it must be red wine
    just sitting there with my love becoming me
    as I sit there drinking she becomes mine

    Author notes

    Here are the guidelines:

    • Eight-line poem or stanza
    • Iambic meter (of 10 or 11 syllables per line)
    • Rhyme scheme: abababab
    As with the Italian octave, there are no restrictions on subject matter for this form.

    Scopion’s Child

    by Jake Aller on September 4, 2021.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    I was born
    Under a bad sign
    The sign of the scorpion
    In late October
    In the year of the Goat

    I did my chart once
    I had five stars
    In Scorpio

    Sun, Rising Star, Mars,
    Jupiter and Pluto
    Moon in Aeries

    A very Scorpion signs
    Filled with passion, fire
    And furry

    The woman who did my chart
    Said that it was a very powerful sign
    And that I would accomplish great things

    According to western astrologers
    A Scorpio-Gemini relationship
    Is a very challenging thing

    But when it works
    It can be one of the most
    Profound relationships

    According to Chinese Astrology
    The goat and pig
    Are the best astrological combo
    The best that there can be

    In the end
    Does it matter
    What sign I was born under?

    All that matters
    Is that I met and married
    The woman of my dreams

    And met my fate
    On that date.

    Author notes

    born under a bad sign?

    first drink

    by Jake Aller on September 4, 2021.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    My first legal drink
    Was a bit anti-climatic
    I had gone out
    To celebrate my legal age
    At age 21
    I could finally
    Get a drink in a bar

    I wanted to get
    carded that night
    But no one looked at my ID

    I had gone to a bar
    When I was 14
    No one ever carded me
    As I looked much older

    Finally got carded
    At age 32!
    I thanked the guy
    Saying he made my day

    Author notes

    the prompt was to write about your first legal drink which for me was on October 29,1979.

    False Flag of False Patriots

    by Jake Aller on September 4, 2021.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    The conservatives
    Like to Fly the Flag
    Wrapping themselves
    In the flag
    As they loudly proclaim
    That they are the only patriots
    As they defile the flag
    With their hatred

    Author notes

    another poetical poem

    Drinking My Hot Coffee in The Morning Light Italian Forms

    by Jake Aller on September 4, 2021.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Drinking my hot coffee in the morning
    While drinking my coffee, looking at my wife
    Drinking my coffee, makes it goodmorning.

    As I sit there looking at the love of my life
    I sip my coffee, it takes me to heaven
    She will always remain my highlife.

    I go to the casino and roll seven
    Feeling truly it is my lucky day
    I roll again hitting the number eleven.

    Felling that lady luck is by my side
    I smile with love and pride at my new bride.

    Author notes

    Here are the guidelines for the terza rima sonnet:
    • 14-line poem comprised of four tercets (or three-line stanzas) followed by a couplet (or two-line stanza)
    • Rhyme scheme (capitals are refrains): aba/bcb/cdc/ded/ee
    • Iambic pentameter (or 10-syllable lines for those who aren’t comfortable with meter)

    Texas Abortion Law

    by Jake Aller on September 4, 2021.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Words fail me
    When I think
    About the abortion law
    In Texas

    That effectively bans abortion
    And empowers vigilantes
    To enforce their new
    Taliban like decree

    And I think of new restrictions
    Texas is thinking about
    Criminalizing abortion
    Including the death penalty
    For doctors and woman

    All done the proponents claim
    To empower women
    To protect woman
    As they violate
    Their basic human rights

    All promoted by Christians
    Showing once again
    That many so-called Christians
    Violate the core principles
    Of their faith

    In short
    The new law
    Is an abortion

    And it is hard
    To remain silent
    Any more

    Author notes

    a political poem – you can see how I feel about the new Texas abortion law!

    Berkeley beckoning me

    by Jake Aller on August 18, 2021.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Berkeley Beckoning Me

    I grew up
    In Berkeley, California
    In the early 70s
    A wild and crazy time

    Berkeley shaped my soul
    And my heart will always
    Long for my home land

    Berkeley was always
    A wild and zany place
    Filled with original characters
    Drawn to the city by the bay

    The hills overlooking the city
    The campus filled with students
    The downtown shopping area
    The suburban housing

    The street people
    The vendors on Telegraph
    The smell of marijuana
    Hanging in the air
    Long before it was legal

    In some ways
    Berkeley seems stuck
    In a time wrap

    A certain corner
    Seems to be forever
    Stuck in 1969

    The city has changed
    Over the years
    Like most places
    It has become harder
    And harder for the working class
    To afford to live there

    The yuppies took over
    Decades ago
    But despite that the city
    Continues to be home
    To a diverse population

    Little India emerged
    Along with Berkeley’s Chinatown
    The old black neighborhoods
    Still manages to somehow
    Thrive amid the gentrification

    And so as my life winds down
    My thoughts keep returning
    To my ancestral home
    The homeland
    Where I wish to die

    Author notes

    reflections on my home town, Berkeley, California

    Izzy didn’t believe in luck until that cat crossed her path.

    by Jake Aller on August 18, 2021.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Izzy didn’t believe in luck,
    until that cat
    crossed her path

    the cat looked at her
    she knew it was possessed
    by the devil himself

    a black satanic cat
    walking in front of her
    smiling at her with an evil grin

    she followed the cat
    into the casino
    won a million dollars

    with the cat looking on
    she knew she had sold her soul
    to Satan’s emissary the cat

    but she was having the time
    of her life
    did not care

    wine, woman, men
    drugs and gambling
    overtook her

    she engaged
    in all of her depraved desires
    with the black cat
    constantly watching her

    recording her misdeeds
    for later use
    at her trial

    she did not care
    doubled down
    and waited for her fate

    Author notes

    the prompt was to write a poem using the following first line Izzy didn’t believe in luck until that cat crossed her path.

    autumn leaves

    by Jake Aller on August 18, 2021.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    At an autumn Festival
    Eating fresh red apples
    Drinking wine with friends
    While sitting under a blanket
    With the gold and yellow leaves
    Falling all around
    Life is good
    The falling leaves
    Concur

    Author notes

    thoughts of autumn on my mind

    coffee, tea and wine trinet

    by Jake Aller on August 18, 2021.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    coffee
    not tea
    first thing in the morning
    wakes me up to get going
    hot shot
    deep black
    as hell

    hot tea
    herbal tea
    afternoon delight
    calms me down for the day
    hot chai
    iced tea
    perfect

    red wine
    white wine
    drinking wine at sunset
    with the love of my life
    watching sunset
    drinking wine

    Author notes

    the prompt was to write a TriNet poem so i came up with the idea of coffee, tea and wine

    seasons

    by Jake Aller on August 18, 2021.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Spring times come early
    Filling me with love
    As I walk amid the snowing cherry trees
    With the love of my life
    By my side
    ,
    Summertime heatwave
    Heat dome
    Wildfires burning
    Floods flooding
    A summer of hell on earth
    ,
    Autumn beckons
    With the weather soon turning cool
    With the heat of the summer
    Ending
    Can’t wait for the summer of hell
    To end

    Winter will come again
    Like it always does
    But the winters are less brutal
    Just a polar vortex
    For a few weeks
    Siberian weather
    Covering the land

    A little bit of snow
    Then the winter ends
    And the endless seasonal cycle
    starts over again

    Author notes

    prompt was the word seasons

    Kabul Has Fallen

    by Jake Aller on August 18, 2021.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Kabul has fallen
    The news screams
    Kabul has fallen
    In less than two weeks

    The intel officers
    Got it so wrong
    Everyone said
    That Kabul would not fall
    That the center would hold

    Yet Kabul fell
    Faster than anyone thought
    It would

    The right-wing media
    Are having a field day
    Screaming
    Who lost Afghanistan

    As if it was ours
    To begin with

    The Taliban
    Are playing it cool
    Taking control
    Letting the Americans
    Leave the country

    The Taliban are back
    Will they be vicious
    As before?

    Have they learned
    A lesion?
    Only time will tell

    History they say
    Does not repeat
    But it does rhyme

    And the fall of Saigon
    Resonates in the air
    As flights flee
    The fallen city

    The Taliban gleefully
    Taking over
    And America has another black eye

    A failure of leadership
    A failure of vision
    A failure to understand
    And a failure ultimately
    Of American might

    Even American
    For all of its power
    Cannot control
    Another land

    So, Kabul falls
    American power weakens
    Politics divide us

    Our enemies rejoice
    In their victory
    Against the arrogant Americans
    Ending Pax America
    And America being back

    Kabul has fallen
    And we can do anything
    To take it back

    Thousands of died
    But for what?
    In the end
    We could not hold Kabul
    For it was not ours to hold

    Author notes

    reflections on the fall of Kabul

    Charles Bukowski Road Not Taken

    by Jake Aller on August 18, 2021.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Charles Bukowski Road Not Taken Writing com

    Charles Bukowski Road Not Chosen
    John (“Jake”) Cosmos Aller

    Published in Down in the Dirt, March 2017

    While reading Charles Bukowski poetry
    On the metro ride home
    Listening to Buddha bar music
    On my oh too hip iPod

    I begin to see myself as I was
    Over 30 years ago when I was merely a bit player
    A minor character in a Charles Bukowski poem

    A wild young underemployed intellectual
    Hanging out in dismal bars and dives all over Asia and California
    Hanging with disreputable women and drunks and drinkers
    And characters out of his kinds of haunts

    A mad poet bard of the underground
    A drunken poet in a drunken bum show
    That nightly played in his head

    Then one day I met the woman of my dreams
    And went down a different path
    A long slow path to respectability

    And now 30 years later
    I am no longer a wild man
    I am still a poet at heart
    But I am now also a bureaucrat
    In a button-down suite

    Doing the people’s business
    Working for the Government
    I’ve become the Man

    Sometimes I wonder
    Would I have been better off
    Going down that another path

    Would I have ended up
    Somewhere else
    Doing something else

    Would I have been as happy
    Would I have been as successful?

    No answer satisfies
    The longing in my heart
    For that wild thing
    That still lurks beneath
    It’s a civilized cover

    And I know that I am still
    A mad poet at heart
    Railing against the injustice of the world

    As I work day by day in the belly of the great beast of State
    I recall the ancient Chinese saying,
    “Confucian during the day while Taoist rebel at night”
    Playing out in my head and nightly dreams
    In the true American Upper-class patrician tradition

    I close the book and look out the window
    Get off the train, and walk slowly home

    And realize I had no choice
    But to take the path that I’ve trodden on

    And so I put aside my misgivings
    And say goodbye to my “Bukowski an” desires
    For another night of domestic contentment

    Was it worth it all to take the conventional path
    And not take the bohemian road to hell and back

    I look at my wife and realize
    I had no choice, had no choice
    But to follow her to the ends of the earth

    And beyond by her side as we walked our path
    Of shared destiny

    Goodbye Charles Bukowski wherever you are
    May I meet you in a bar in the next life
    And figure out where we should have gone

    Until then the drinks are on me.

    Author notes

    the prompt was to write a poem inspired by the Robert Frost poem, the road not taken

    death date

    by Jake Aller on August 18, 2021.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    As soon as she stepped
    into the room
    she realized that…
    she was going to die
    that night
    for she saw
    in the corner
    drinking a beer
    a man dressed in a dark suit
    she recognized him
    from her nightmares
    it was the grim reaper
    and it was her time
    to go with him
    he beckoned her
    she walked over
    he asked her name
    Maria Lee
    Well Maria lee
    Your time is up
    You need to come with me
    To meet your maker
    And learn your fate
    For this is your death date

    Author notes

    the prompt was to write a poem or story starting with the line when she walked into the room she knew….

    End of the world upon us

    by Jake Aller on August 18, 2021.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Smoke in the air
    Fire in the sky

    Mirrors all around
    Shattering into a million pieces

    Deception all about
    Who to believe?

    Madness in the air
    The scent of bad craziness

    Strange times indeed
    All around us signs

    Revelations foretell
    A thousand years ago

    It is in the Bible
    All there

    Dark Visions
    Coming to life

    Trump continues to rant and rave
    From his headquarters of hate

    Biden struggling to maintain
    Control over the world

    Taliban resurgent
    Thousands fleeing in terror

    It seems that
    the end of the world
    The end of the world
    is upon us

    Author notes

    the prompt was to write a poem using the words smoke, mirror and deception.

    I celebrate the Universe

    by Jake Aller on July 18, 2021.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    I celebrate the Universe

    I celebrate the cosmos
    I worship the universe
    I am part and parcel
    Of everything
    Everything is everything
    It is all connected
    We are all part of the cosmos
    And the cosmos
    Is part of us
    It is the divine essence
    Of the universe
    Speaking to us
    Do we heard the voice
    Of the divine
    Do we see the design
    In each and every one of us
    Do we understand
    Do we feel
    Are we even alive
    Yes I celebrate
    My place
    In the grand universe
    That surrounds us all
    Sustains us all
    And when I leave this world
    I will celebrate reaching the next level
    Of the game of life.

    Author notes

    my attempt at a Whitman poem

    Ode to Incheon Beaches

    by Jake Aller on July 18, 2021.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Ode to Incheon Beaches

    I recently rediscovered Korean beaches
    I have been living near several beaches

    Seldom going to the beach
    Just too busy
    With retired life

    Even though
    We are just a few miles away

    When we went there
    It was better than I had imagined
    Finally solved the chronic parking problems

    Not too crowded, mid-week
    even during the middle
    of Korean beach season
    because of COVID
    and the bad economy

    The weather was hot
    But not overwhelming

    We stopped for tea
    At a rustic hut
    On some rocks

    Overlooking the beach
    Been there for 30 years
    Hardly changing

    The beach town itself
    Is “Old school”, old fashioned
    No high rises, no fancy hotels
    No fancy restaurants
    a bit expensive by local standards

    during low tide
    people go clamming
    lots of fresh clams
    and seafood

    Pretty basic
    But we liked that
    the water was cleaner
    Better than we had remembered

    Not too many foreigners
    Yet near the airport
    The nearest beach to Seoul

    We are planning to go
    Weekly throughout the year
    As long as we live
    Near the beach
    Why not I say?

    Author notes

    I recently re-discovered the beaches near my house.  they are better than I remember from my last trip a year ago!

    Sam Adams Walking in the Ruins Sam Adams

    by Jake Aller on July 18, 2021.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Sam Adams Walking in the Ruins Sam Adams

    Sam Adams
    Is walking in the mountains
    In the dead of winter
    Through the ruins
    Of the old city
    25 years
    After the fall
    Of the old world.

    He was one of the few humans
    Who had survived the Coronavirus
    Civilization ending virus
    The subsequent nuclear war.
    Which led to nuclear winter
    And the next global ice age
    Ending the reign of humanity
    On the planet earth

    Author notes

    another end of the world poem based on a photo prompt supplied by my friend, Pensively 101

    hot humid weather in Korea,

    by Jake Aller on July 18, 2021.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    hot humid weather in Korea,
    outside like walking in a sauna.

    Most people don’t use air conditioning
    due to both expenses,
    fear of air conditioning disease
    (Which is a real thing).

    hanging out at a coffee shop or mall
    discouraged as COVID continues to spread.
    Only two people can dine out at night

    over 2, 00 cases a day now
    only 20 percent are fully vaccinated.

    temperatures will hit 40 degrees (100 + f)
    later this week
    as the monsoon season ends
    and the August heat begins.

    Koreans are learning
    new words to describe this

    heat dome
    tropical nights
    Polar vortex
    Monster typhoons
    Killing floods
    Killing heat waves
    are now common.

    used to be that July and August
    were hot and humid
    but rarely about 100 dF.
    Now that is becoming the norm,
    as global climate change
    begins hitting Korea hard.

    the winters are colder
    but much shorter.
    Late January to early February
    Polar Vortex swept through

    the summer is longer
    starting in May
    and lasting until mid-September.

    Autumn is lasting
    from Mid-September
    to Mid-December.
    Spring just late April to early June

    So far no killer wildfires.
    As the monsoon season
    Came on time
    Monson flooding
    Just before the killer heatwaves

    Author notes

    the prompt was to write about the local weather Korea is experiencing a heat dome highs in the 90’s (40 C) real feel close to 100 F, with tropical nights in the 80s F.  No relief in sight until late august, the second hottest summer in Korea so far but it will probably break the record heat

    I summon You the beasts of war, let loose the dogs of war!

    by Jake Aller on July 18, 2021.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    I summon You the beasts of war, let loose the dogs of war!

    Satan
    Sitting in his laird
    In Hell Central
    Was pleased.

    He called forth his generals
    Saying,

    “I am summoning you
    The beasts of war
    I am unleashing the dogs of war.”

    “Let Lose the Dogs of War”
    Commences now.

    Soon millions of people
    Were fighting endless civil wars
    Another insurrection here and there
    Gun battles in the streets.

    Fighting words on TV
    Inflaming tensions
    Everyone retreating
    To their political/ethnic/religious tribes
    Convinced God was on their side.

    General Corona was doing a great job
    With the coronavirus
    Designed in hell’s biological weapons labs.

    Then seeded among wild bats
    Released in the wild
    To great results.

    Satan was happy
    He looked at the dogs of war
    They were pleased
    To do their master’s bidding.

    Millions perhaps billions
    Of souls will be harvested soon,

    Satan knew most of them
    Were headed his way.

    The dogs of war
    Once unleashed
    Are hard to restrain.

    The dogs howl
    At the blood-red moon.

    Satan laughs
    Thinking of all the havoc
    Yet to come.

    Author notes

    the prompt was I summon You the beasts of war, i added let lose the dogs of war and away I went.

    Welcome to America

    by Jake Aller on July 18, 2021.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    A man dressed in clown attire,
    With a nasty attitude to bear,
    Was at the beginning,
    Of building a bigger body,
    completed with roid rage
    He charges into the front office
    Confronting a man sitting at the desk,
    drawing out a gun
    firing his guns
    at the hiding escort officers,

    they confirm his identity,
    and the ironic number
    of his ID 6666666,

    his profession was revealed,
    he was a ring leader,
    of a militia
    testing the type of violence,
    driven to madness
    by toxins in the water.
    And the toxic voices
    In his head
    Screaming kill them all.
    And he did.

    Just another deranged gunman
    On the lose
    In the summer of gun violence
    Welcome to America

    Author notes

    based on a set of world prompts from one of my favorite prompt sites, pensively 101. She posts intriguing prompts many of them photos every day.

    Visions Of Infinity Still Haunts Me

    by Jake Aller on July 18, 2021.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Many years ago
    I had a vision
    That has haunted me
    Ever since

    I begin thinking
    In the sixth grade
    About the universe
    And humanity’s place
    In the vastness of space

    And thought about the multiverse
    Endless possible worlds
    And endless time

    And thought what is
    What is infinity?
    And is there a time limit
    To the universe

    The vision faded
    And i returned
    To my humdrum boring
    Sixth-grade class

    I did not tell anyone
    About this vision
    No one would understand
    What I had just envisioned
    Part of the problem
    Of being a genius
    No one understands you

    where we imagine and beyond……….

    Author notes

    first started thinking big thoughts like this in the 4th grade!  no one could understand any of it. most adults don’t get it either.

    Death of Birds in the Lake

    by Jake Aller on July 18, 2021.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    A young girl
    Is hanging out
    At the lake in the park
    After the end of the world

    She was all alone
    Except for her brother
    Her parents had died
    So had most of the rest
    Of the people she knew

    Admiring the birds
    Swimming in the water
    Looking at her
    They form an instant bond

    Her brother comes up
    Shoots the birds
    To teach his sister
    A harsh lesson
    In this world

    Either you are a killer
    Or you will be killed

    She cries
    For her lost friends
    As her brother
    Grills them for their dinner

    Author notes

    the poem started out one way and ended up going down a dark corner. the nature of the muse sometimes it takes you where it wants to take you.  a smart writer gets out of the way.

    World Burning Up, End of the World Nightmare

    by Jake Aller on July 18, 2021.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    I had a nightmare
    A nightmare of the future world
    Coming at us,
    Live in living color.

    the nightmare haunted me
    for days
    It was just as if I were watching
    it live on CNN,

    it started in late August
    as lightning strikes
    Ignited the tinder-dry west coast.

    Within days, the fires
    From hell burn up
    California and the entire
    The west coast.

    The whole world erupts,
    In flames,
    Canada, Europe
    Russia, Latin America
    Australia all goes up in flames.

    the Federal government decides
    that it is impossible to contain
    the fires
    that the whole western part
    of the country
    has to be abandoned.

    As the west coast burns up,
    they must evacuate
    almost 150 million people
    the biggest such evacuation
    in world history.

    The government mobilizes the military
    To do their duty
    To assist.

    Republican governors led by Texas,
    Declare that they will not accept
    Any west coast refugees,
    – they can all burn
    in the hell that they caused.

    It is God’s wraith
    Scream the right-wing preachers
    And the FOX pundits.

    East Coast states, Minnesota, Michigan
    Agree to take in climate refugees,
    Florida refuses as monster storms hit the region.

    The former president declares he agreed
    That the west coast should be allowed to burn,
    Demands that Biden declares martial law.
    vows to return to power
    If Biden can’t handle the job
    He will take over.

    He calls for the military
    to station troops
    On the border of the west coast
    And shoot any refugee trying to cross over.

    Militias flock to the borders
    Of the west coast
    Gun battles erupt
    As panicked people flee
    For their life in Nevada,

    but Nevada soon starts burning up
    with the temperatures hitting a record
    150 degrees F.
    the electric grid is fried

    Nevadans join the exodus
    millions die in the heat
    and smoke

    Idaho, Montana, Arizona
    Burns up as well
    Denying refugee
    To those fleeing the fires.

    The president appeals for calm and help
    Demands that congress
    Pass an emergency bill
    To help the west coast cope.

    The republicans in Congress
    refuse to help
    Declare that the west coast
    Is on its own.

    the billionaire club
    vows to help out
    and they do self-funding
    much of the evacuations

    setting up Camp Amazon
    Camp Microsoft
    Camp Twitter
    to host the millions of refugees

    everyone would get a tent
    and a free phone with wifi.

    fearing a huge tax hike
    if they did not
    at least pretend to care.

    the refugee camps,
    spring up in Illinois, Minnesota, Michigan
    and Canada as well

    The East Coast welcomes them
    setting up camps in Upstate New York

    The military and foreign governments
    Rush to help contain the damage,
    But the fires burn out of control.

    Countries around the world
    Offer help
    But they soon find
    That they are facing
    similar problems

    Then massive volcanos erupt
    Covering the world
    With lava flames
    And massive dust storms.

    As the fires burn
    out of control.
    Fires erupt all over the world
    As the climate disaster spreads

    The Arctic and Antarctic ice melt
    Flooding Global cities
    NYC, Boston, Miami, SF, Seattle
    all disappear beneath the waves

    their residents fleeing the flooding cities
    joining the refugee camps upstate.

    Hurricanes from hell,
    Terrorize the south
    Tornados attack the Midwest.

    The great earthquake erupts
    In the burned-out California

    Flooding the central valley
    turning it into a huge-inland sea
    flooding the Bay Area
    beneath the waves.

    as a massive inland sea
    forms in the lower Mississippi Valley region
    flooding most of Texas, Louisiana,
    Mississippi, Florida and Alabama.

    the massive floods,
    helps put out the fires.

    The world governments fall apart,
    the US. splits into warring states
    With refugees fleeing
    The carnage that is the west coast
    And soon the entire world

    The world internet begins to fade
    Mass media falls silent
    No one knows what is happening

    Other than billions of people
    Face a grim future
    massive starvation
    as the farms, all burn up.

    wildlife alpha predators
    including newly released
    tigers, lions, bears, and wolves
    soon attack humans
    seeing humans as easy prey.

    and neo-savages roam the world
    killing and eating terrified survivors.

    There is nowhere to go
    To escape the destruction
    The world is indeed
    Entering the end times.

    Author notes

    based on a real nightmare, hope it does not come true.

    Wild Cats Plotting Invasion

    by Jake Aller on July 10, 2021.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    There are so many feral cats
    In my suburban country home
    Near the airport.

    I speculate whether they are alien
    Creatures scouting the earth
    For eventual invasion.

    The wild cats seem to know
    That I am onto their evil plot
    They often glare at me
    With hatred in their eyes.

    Author notes

    I often think that cats are alien creatures

    American Coffee Takes Over Korea

    by Jake Aller on July 10, 2021.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    About 30 years ago,
    American-style coffee chains
    Discovered Korea.
    After the 88 Olympics,
    Koreans discovered the joy
    Of real brewed coffee,
    Hot, Sweet, Neat
    The rest is history.

    Author notes

    I love coffee and was so glad that you could finally get a decent coffee in Korea, prior to the Olympics coffee shops were called tabangs which were where men mostly would hang out drinking instant coffee or Korean tea, and flirting with the cute waitresses.

    Every Day I Wake with Pride

    by Jake Aller on July 10, 2021.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Every day
    I wake up
    Filled with Pride

    I smile at all
    that I have done in my life

    Filled with Relief
    that I am still alive

    But with a heavy heart
    I Breathe deeply

    I open my heart
    And mind
    To the possibilities

    That the Universe
    Still presents
    Every day

    Author notes

    still alive at age 65. Go figure.

    Frank Zappa My Hero

    by Jake Aller on July 10, 2021.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Frank Zappa
    Was always my musical hero
    Ever since I first heard his music
    Back in 1974

    He blew me away
    With his musical genius
    His satirical wit
    His mastery of rock
    Classical and jazz influences

    I soon became a big Zappa fiend
    Went to several live shows
    Bought lots of Zappa records
    Later Zappa cd’s

    He died way too soon
    He would have had a great time
    Making sense
    Of the Bush two era
    Obama
    And especially Trump

    He was not one
    To suffer fools gladly
    And saw through

    So much of the nonsense
    In our life
    Especially our dysfunctional politics

    He was a prophet
    Way ahead of his day
    Foreseeing much of what
    Had sadly transpired
    Since his untimely death

    Many not -Zappa fans
    Never get beyond
    The satire

    But there was so much
    More to Frank
    Than
    Don’t eat the Yellow Snow

    His best song of all
    Perhaps his warning
    About the pervasive negative impact
    Of Television

    With his immortal warning
    I am the slime
    Oozing out of your TV set

    Or his prophetic song
    About the mass media
    Obsession with the latest
    Crime story

    In More Trouble Every day
    And who can forget
    His anti-peace corps anthem
    Who needs the Peace Corps?

    Or brown shoes don’t make it
    Or Jewish Princess
    Or sheik ya booty

    Disco boy?
    Dynamo hum
    Moving to Montana
    And all the rest
    Of his classic takedown
    Of contemporary American society?

    Yeah
    Frank Zappa
    Died way too soon

    He would have made sense
    Of the Trumpian world
    I wished he was still alive
    With us today

    Until he can return
    I will be forced
    To freak out
    Alone
    In my head

    And when I am at the dentist
    His song about torture
    The torture never stops

    Comes along
    To calm my fears
    Of dental torture

    Thanks, Frank
    For all the memories
    And the wisdom
    Over the years

    Author notes

    the prompt was to write about one of your favorite musicians and I chose Frank Zappa who is one of my musical heroes.

    [ Five Doublets About Life ]

    by Jake Aller on July 10, 2021.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Five Doublets About Life

    How to Start My morning
    I like to start my day
    Drinking coffee is the way

    Meeting the love of my life
    I met my fate
    on one fateful date

    Dreaming of love
    I met the love of my life
    In a dream, she became my wife

    The world is a strange place
    Every day I turn on the news
    Watching it 24/7 I get the blues

    Donald Trump Dreams of revenge
    Donald Trump Sitting on His Rump
    Thinking of his revenge, just being Trump

    Author notes

    the doublet consists of three lines the first line is sort of the title and does not rhyme with the following couplet which rhymes.

    changes

    by Jake Aller on July 10, 2021.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Changes
    The world is filled
    With changes
    Everything changes
    All the time

    Who I am today?
    Is not who I was yesterday
    And who I will be tomorrow

    But one thing does not change
    The love for my wife
    The love of my life

    When I met her on that date
    I met my fate
    And that has made
    All the differences in the world

    My love for her
    Will never changes
    Until the day
    I leave this mortal plane

    Author notes

    another poem about my true love story.

    Dental Torture Blues

    by Jake Aller on July 10, 2021.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Sitting in the dental chair
    Undergoing dental surgery
    While the dentist probes,
    And tortures me
    With his instruments of pain,

    The Frank Zappa song plays over and over
    The torture never stops
    The torture never stops.

    And I think of the mad dentist
    In Little House of Horrors
    The Jack Nicolson character
    Who screams Pain is good.

    As he assaults his patients
    Doing root canals
    Without anesthesia.

    And so I endure the torture
    Of the dentist
    In the vain hope
    I can save my teeth.

    Until the next time
    I undergo dental torture..

    The song faces away
    And I slowly recover..

    Then as I leave,
    I am confronted with the bill
    And the song roars back to life..

    Author notes

    i have bad teeth and I hate going to the dentist.  I have undergone so many dental procedures but I still have most of my teeth left.

    I will always remember

    by Jake Aller on July 10, 2021.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    I will always remember
    The autumn date
    I met my fate.

    Author notes

    based on my true love story.  I met her in August 1982 when she walked off a bus eight years after I had started dreaming about meeting her. fro details see my other dream girl poems or my dream girl stories on my blog, https://theworldaccordingtocosmos.com

    Former President’s Revenge Chastushka

    by Jake Aller on July 10, 2021.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Former President’s Revenge Chastushka writing com/fan story

    Former President Trump
    Sat on his awesome “yhuge” rump,
    Dreaming of having his ultimate revenge
    While on a drug and vengeance Benge.

    Author notes

    Chastushka is a Russian language version of the limerick.  I misspelled huge as “Yhuge” because the former President mispronounced the word huge which sounded like “yhuge” and comics starting using that to mock him.  I always believed that the best way to deal with the insanity that is our former president is by mocking him whenever we get the chance.

    [ Coffee, tea or Me? ]

    by Jake Aller on June 13, 2021.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Coffee, tea or Me?

    Many years ago,
    The trainee in my class said
    Coffee, tea or me?

    I prefer hot coffee
    But at times, I shift to tea
    Just so I can get sleep

    Drinking my hot tea
    My mind does not come to rest
    Too much tea, perhaps?

    In the morning dawn
    Drinking my hot, sweet coffee
    Need to drink tea later

    A mad monk drank tea
    Drinking, Thinking long and hard
    Enlightenment came

    Author notes

    I like coffee in the morning, tea afternoon and wine at night…..

    Sam Adams Gets a Reprieve from Hell

    by Jake Aller on June 13, 2021.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Sam Adams
    One day woke up dead
    Found himself in limbo

    Millions of lost souls
    Milling about

    He saw a sign
    Welcome to Limbo
    Wait your turn
    For judgement is due

    No speaking
    No drinking
    No sleeping

    A punk rock band
    Was playing
    Music straight from hell

    His name was called
    He walked up
    And met a bored devil
    Who barked out

    Who the hell are you?
    And what do you want?

    Well uhm I am Sam Adams
    Yeah
    Who cares?

    Why should we give you a reprieve
    From hell?

    Well you see
    I met and married
    The woman
    Of my dreams

    And she is waiting for me
    To return

    The devil laughed
    Smiled, and said

    “Well, we all love a sob story
    Go back to earth

    But remember you time
    Is due
    And we are ready for you
    And next time
    There will be no reprieve,

    Next!

    Author notes

    even the devil has a heart.

    The date I met my fate

    by Jake Aller on June 13, 2021.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    I often think back
    To that date
    I met my fate

    She walked out of my dreams
    Into life

    Author notes

    19 words based on my true love story.  See “dream girl” on my blog, Https://theworldaccordingtocosmos.c om

    Long live the Great and Powerful One

    by Jake Aller on June 13, 2021.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Long Live the Great and Powerful One

    While walking in the misty morn of yore
    One dismal dark decaying depraved day
    I was suffocating with the sounds of the dying city
    Slowly coming to life with the dawning sun

    Surrounded by the sounds of chaos, disorder
    Dark, dangerous despairing thoughts
    Of dangerous terrible acts to come

    All around me in this strange era we live in
    This orange alert perpetual fearful time
    Constant fear and overwhelming dread

    Mad crazed Islamic bomb-throwing terrible terrorists
    Hiding under every bed, lurking around every corner
    Conspiring with the murderous criminals of yore
    Just waiting to attack God-fearing Christian citizens

    Murdering them in their sleep
    Blowing up schools
    Blowing up buses, cars, buildings
    Murdering in the name of their demented God
    Screaming God is great as they behead us all

    As I walk down that street
    In the dead calm of the early morn
    Filled with fulsome fears of who knows what

    I look up and see a giant gargoyle
    Looking down at me
    Smirking at me, laughing at me

    I yell out to the gargoyle
    “Say, Mr. Gargoyle
    What is so damn funny?
    Don’t you know there is a terror alert
    Have you seen any Islamic terrorists lurking about?”

    The gargoyle laughed and laughed
    Said, “Terror alert? What a load of crap”
    As the prophet, Mr. Natural taught us all,
    ‘”It don’t  mean shit, it don’t mean shit”‘

    “Nothing but prime unadulterated bullshit
    Designed to keep you in your place”

    He laughed and laughed
    Soon all the gargoyles of the city
    Were in open revolt

    They jumped off their perches
    And started marching around
    Loudly chanting in unison

    Peace is War, War is Peace
    Truth is a Lie, Lies are Truth
    The Truth Will Set You Free

    All Hail the Great and Powerful One
    All Hail the Great and Powerful One
    Long May He Reign

    The head gargoyle looks at me
    He says “Watch this!”
    And jumps up and rides a rainbow sunbeam
    Into the bloody red light of the dawning rising sun

    The other gargoyles follow suit
    Dancing, naked, making wild passionate love
    While laughing and riding the light

    And the gloom lifts from my shoulder
    And I laugh and realize
    “It don’t mean shit”

    And then my soul is free

    And I fly with the gargoyles
    To join my buddy the sun
    And as we sit high up above the earth
    Smoking dope and drinking booze
    And looking down at the teaming mess
    Of what was left of humanity

    I realized the ultimate reality of life
    “It don’t mean shit”

    And the terrorists are nothing but delusions
    Put in our heads and our hearts
    By the depraved master programmer of the universe
    In service to the Great and Powerful One
    The true Master of Creation

    As long as we are not afraid
    Our souls will be free

    And so I laugh and laugh
    And the sun comes up
    The dark mists disappear

    The Great and Powerful One
    Is overthrown

    The terrorists go home

    And I return to earth
    Thinking that the long nightmare was over
    Believing that we had won the war
    And kept our souls from going to hell

    But I did not understand that the Great and Powerful One
    The ancient dreaded Cthulu and the evil ones
    Had banished the terrorists and conquered us all

    In the name of freedom
    We had become slaves
    To his awful power and dark demands

    God is indeed great
    But the Great and ancient powerful one
    Cthulu,
    Has more power than mere God
    And so we deserve our fate

    Long live the Great and Powerful One
    Whom we love forever and ever

    Amen

    Author notes

    one of my favorite poems yet to be published

    [ Every day I Turn On The News ]

    by Jake Aller on June 13, 2021.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Every day I Turn On The News

    every day I turn on the news
    nothing but news about the virus
    the virus from hell

    the world is filled with fear
    and my anxiety levels rise

    every time I turn on the news
    oh my god I say
    we are all going to die
    and I am so afraid

    afraid of everyone
    afraid of everything
    dreading the latest news
    and nothing relieves my fear

    I watch the world
    losing its collective mind
    wondering how much more of this
    can we all take

    I scream out
    Dear God save us all
    God is silent as usual

    and so I realized
    we are doomed

    perhaps it is the end times
    perhaps not

    I turn off the TV
    try to stay calm
    hoping the madness
    will not overwhelm us all

    Author notes

    the news can be overwhelming at times! published in Spillwords

    Just Enough for Coffee

    by Jake Aller on June 13, 2021.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    A homeless man
    Stood on the street
    Counting his change
    From panhandling all morning
    Just had enough for a cup of coffee
    All in all
    A good start
    He ambled off to his favorite coffee shop
    Where the owner
    Was kind to the homeless
    Sometimes
    Treating them to a meal
    On the house
    The man said
    I was in your shoes
    Once years ago
    And you never forget
    When you are down
    And out
    Everyone forgets your face
    No one knows your name
    For you are now
    Invisible
    Almost a ghost
    The old man tried to pay
    The owner said
    Keep your change
    You need it more than me
    Have a meal with me
    My friend
    On the house
    He ordered up
    The homeless man’s favorite
    Lumberjack special
    Eggs, pancakes, sausage, bacon
    Cornbread
    Lots of hot black coffee
    To wash it down
    The old man
    Often had just one meal a day
    Usually, a late breakfast
    Sometimes if he were lucky
    He would have dinner
    And on a red-letter day
    He would have three meals
    The homeless man
    Had been on the streets
    For too long
    Barely remembered his life
    Before early-onset Alzheimer’s
    Robbed him of his job
    His dignity
    His wife
    His life
    His money
    Now he drifted
    Waiting for the grim reaper
    To call him home
    Any day now
    He prayed nightly
    To a god
    That he no longer believed in

    Author notes

    Published in Spillwords. One of my homeless poems

    Chaos

    by Jake Aller on June 13, 2021.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Chaos

    the world descends into chaos
    as our world leaders
    led by the chaos president
    are overwhelmed
    by the smallest enemy of all
    a simple virus
    blows through the crumbling
    public health infrastructure
    and no one is prepared
    and panic ensues
    with every Presidential tweet
    as people don’t believe
    a word he says
    conspiracy rumors spread
    everyone believes their reality
    as the world spins out of control
    the chaos king is in his element
    convinced that only he knows
    the deal
    and everyone else
    is just a bit player
    in the reality show
    that he presides over
    and so the rest of us
    hunker down
    just hoping for the best
    as the panic and chaos
    spreads faster
    than the virus
    are we doomed
    can we survive
    will God save us?
    he is silent
    as always

    Author notes

    Published in Spill words.

    I am the Snake

    by Jake Aller on June 13, 2021.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    I am the Snake

    I be just a snake
    Slithering in the woods
    Looking for a place
    To lie down in the sun

    And rest my weary bones
    And soak up some cosmic rays
    And chill out a bit

    Nothing but a snake
    But boy am I a snake
    I am the snake
    That your mother warned you about

    Yeah, baby, I am that snake
    And I am ready to get into some trouble

    Looking for some Eve to tease
    Looking for some babe to temp
    With my snake oil smarmy bs
    Lounge lizard lines

    So, I be sitting there
    Minding my own business
    When I spy here

    The new kid on the block
    That Eve babe
    And boy is she a babe

    Has an ass so fine,
    It makes my eyeballs hurt
    Just starting at her

    And her breasts
    So divine
    God knew what he was doing
    When he made that Eve babe so fine

    Adam man he is a wimp
    Don’t know how lucky he is
    To have the eve babe

    And my snake thing gets snaky
    And I decide I have to have
    Some of that Eve action

    So, I slither and slather
    Put on my cool bad ass
    Ray Bans
    So, cool it hurts

    And bust a move
    Make my entrance
    To the Eve Babe

    I say

    “Hey babe.”

    She says hi

    I say,

    “is that the tree of life?”

    She said

    “Yes, it is forbidden.”

    I say

    “Yeah

    Who told you that shit?
    The old man in the house?

    Man, what does he know?
    He just the care-taker.

    I am the real deal
    And I know this shit,
    Yes, I do,

    So, babe, it is like this
    Eat this fruit

    And you will have the key to eternity

    All you got to do
    Is eat the damn fruit
    It is calling you

    Babe, I got what you want
    And I got what you need

    All you got to do
    Is eat this damn fruit

    So babe, hurry up
    I got places to go

    People to see
    Things to do

    I be a busy snake
    You know

    It Ain’t easy being me
    I am the King Snake

    And I am so bad
    It hurts

    My eye balls to look
    At my shiny face

    So, babe
    Make a decision

    She says

    “I don’t know, man.”

    I say,

    Yeah babe

    I know

    But you know I love you
    Old snaky loves you

    And only wants what’s best
    And hey you know

    That Adam guy
    What a loser

    I mean,
    I am so much more a man
    Than that sorry assed wimp of a man

    You know what I mean
    My jelly bean?”

    She smiles

    And I knew I had her
    And I thought of my reward

    From that Satan dude

    Man, he is a mean mother
    With cajoles the size of the devil

    Shit don’t want to be on his bad side

    So, I had to close the deal
    I had to get the lady to bite

    And then I would get my reward
    Might even get a piece
    Of that Eve action

    “Hey babe
    I got what you need
    I got what you want

    All you got to do
    Is eat this fruit
    And then we will see

    Whether you can handle
    The snake King.”

    She smiles
    Oh so sweetly
    The last smile of innocent youth

    And I had her
    She takes the fruit
    And eats it

    Cosmic alarm bells go off
    God knows and Satan too

    God stops me
    Bans me from the premises
    Sends me back to hell

    And I slither and slather away
    Dreaming of my revenge

    When I will slip up on Eve’s ass
    And bite her in the butt

    And oh yeah
    I could do a lot more
    with that cosmic butt
    Can’t wait for that shit

    So, I slither and slather
    And hiss
    and move on down the road

    I knew that I would get my award
    And my revenge

    Author notes

    second on this theme =not yet published

    Eve Eats the Apple in the Garden

    by Jake Aller on June 13, 2021.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    “Eve in the Garden Ate the Apple”

    Her new best friend

    She was complaining about Adam
    And about the management
    Of the garden

    The snake suggested she eat
    The forbidden fruit

    She said

    “But the man
    Said that I can not eat
    That fruit
    It is forbidden”

    “Yeah, that is what the man said
    That is what he does not want you
    To experience

    The man and Adam
    Are in on it together

    I heard that Adam
    Will eat the apple tonight
    But you need to get there first,

    Do you trust me, Eve ?”

    “Of course, Mr. Snake.”

    “So, you know what to do.”

    Eve ate the apple
    Called Adam over
    Told him to eat the apple

    While the Snake chanted

    “Eat it eat it
    Set yourself free.”

    And so, Adam ate the apple
    And joined Eve
    In knowing everything

    God came down
    Banished them from the garden
    Telling them

    “Well, you made the bed
    You will have to sleep in it

    Go away
    You disgust me
    Humans…..”

    “And Satan
    You won your bet
    You damn Snake.”

    Author notes

    published by Spillwords  first of two poems retelling the tale from the Snake’s POV

    Only in SF

    by Jake Aller on June 13, 2021.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Only in San Francisco

    One day
    While driving down Geary Blvd.
    Near Union Square
    I saw something
    That one would only see in San Francisco

    One day in SF
    I saw a strange site
    A sight that haunted my vision until now

    I saw a white man dressed in leather
    With a purple mohawk
    Walking his dog down the street

    Riding on top of the dog was a cat
    And riding on the cat
    Was a white lab rat
    All were getting along
    Were friends
    As they walked down the street

    We all said
    Only in San Francisco
    City of St Francis
    Would we see such a scene?

    Author notes

    based on a true only in SF scene. lots of people have weighed in saying they saw the dude walking the dog with a cat and a mouse riding on the back and one person said there was a duck involved as well.

    Dreaming Movies

    by Jake Aller on May 4, 2021.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    I don’t dream “dreams”
    I dream movies

    Filled with sound, and fury
    noise and drama
    music, smells
    and life
    filled with life

    often set in another world
    as I am sometimes
    not human in my dreams

    but the best part of it all
    is waking up
    and realizing
    my wife sleeping by side
    is not part of my dream
    but is real life
    I smile as I get
    seeing her sleeping there

    Author notes

    I don;t dream dreams, I dream movies!

    Korean Springtime

    by Jake Aller on May 4, 2021.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Korean Springtime
    I walk the path with my love
    Still Under her spell

    Author notes

    this is the 42 springtime I have enjoyed with the love of my life by my side

    Howling at the Pink Super Moon 2

    by Jake Aller on May 4, 2021.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Howling at the Pink Super Moon

    On a moonlit late night
    The Pink Supermoon
    Casting a baleful light
    On the world below

    While inside
    Sam Adams sat drinking
    In a depraved bar
    In a den of iniquity

    In an evil part of the city
    On the left side
    Of society

    Drinking up a storm
    With his buddies
    Johnny Walker, Jack Daniels
    Jim Beam, and Mr. Evan
    And Old Granddad looked on

    Encouraging him to drink
    One scotch, one bourbon, and one beer

    He was just an unhinged lunatic
    Dreaming of howling at the full moon

    Watching the world walk by
    Looking at all the fine-looking babes

    Walking by the street
    Thinking wild, erotic thoughts
    Of endless wild libertine passions

    He looked up
    At the naked dancing ladies
    Dancing up a storm
    With an attitude
    A Z tude
    That could kill

    When into the bar
    Walked the most beautiful women
    In the Universe

    So wild, so free
    So wonderfully alive

    He did not know what to do
    As this vision of delight
    Sauntered through the bar

    In skin-tight leather pants
    Looked so fine
    That his eyeballs hurt

    Finally, he had to say something
    he gathered up my manly courage
    He walked up to her

    She looked at him
    Instantly bewitched his soul
    With a devilish grin

    He lost all reason
    And became a raving lunatic
    Unhinged lunatic

    Under the lunatic light of the full moon
    Of the blood-red lights of the moon
    Full of wild passions
    The lustful beast stirs again

    And starts running and running
    Howling at the moon
    Riding into the new dawn
    On a demented Harley Davis cycle
    With two naked babes on his back

    Riding into the sun
    90 miles per second
    At the speed of thought
    He disappears into the lunatic light
    Of the full moon

    Sam Adams woke up alone,
    In his bed
    The naked babes
    Having disappeared
    From his demented dreams

    Saying,

    “Man, that was quite a night
    I better not go there again”

    The wild beast
    Laughs
    He has heard that before

    And joins him
    In howling at the Pink moon
    In the fading light
    Of the lost last night
    Of the newly damned

    Author notes

    In honor of the Pink Moon, the first of three super moons in a row, I have revised my “lunatic Howling at the Moon” poems and posted them on my blog @https://theworldaccordingtocosmos.com and on my Spotify podcast.  Hope you enjoy them.

    The Pink Super Moon Tanka

    by Jake Aller on May 4, 2021.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    The Pink Super Moon

    The Pink Super Moon
    Casts a cold baleful glow
    Over the sleeping world
    Inspiring the drunken men
    To howl at the Moon

    Author notes

    In honor of the Pink Moon, the first of three super moons in a row, I have revised my “lunatic Howling at the Moon” poems and posted them on my blog @https://theworldaccordingtocosmos.com and on my Spotify podcast.  Hope you enjoy them.

    Howling with the Dancing Moon

    by Jake Aller on May 4, 2021.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Howling with the Dancing Moon

    A man
    Sits drinking late into the night
    On the night of the blood-red
    super blue wolf moon

    the lunatic light of the moon
    inspires him
    as he drinks
    in that depraved din of inequity
    on the left side of society

    Drinking with his buddies
    Johnny Walker, Jim Beam
    Jack Daniels, Evan, Old Granddad
    Drinking one Scotch, one Bourbon
    And one beer
    Watching the naked woman
    Dancing on stage

    He finishes drinking
    20 drinks too sober
    He walks outside

    And sees the naked moon
    Dancing up a storm
    Flying across the sky
    Ripping her clothes off

    Tap dancing
    To the insane disco beat
    Of the bar

    He gives in
    Jumps into the sky
    Dancing with the naked moon
    Howling with the moon maiden

    Like an escaped banshee
    From the lunatic bins
    Of Hell

    Author notes

    In honor of the Pink Moon, the first of three super moons in a row, I have revised my “lunatic Howling at the Moon” poems and posted them on my blog @https://theworldaccordingtocosmos.com and on my Spotify podcast.  Hope you enjoy them.

    The Pink Moon Inspires Lunacy

    by Jake Aller on May 4, 2021.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    The Pink Moon Inspires Lunacy

    On a moonlit night
    The Pink moon
    Shone casting a baleful light
    On the world below

    A man sat drinking
    In a depraved bar
    In an evil part of the city

    Drinking up a storm
    With his buddies
    Johnny Walker, Jack Daniels
    Jim Beam, and Mr. Evan
    And Old Granddad looked on

    Encouraging him to drink
    One scotch, one bourbon, and one beer

    He looked up
    At the naked dancing ladies
    Dancing up a storm
    With an attitude
    A Z tude
    That could kill

    He stood up
    Stepped outside
    And howled
    At the Pink Moon
    Who smiled at him.

    Author notes

    In honor of the Pink Moon, the first of three super moons in a row, I have revised my “lunatic Howling at the Moon” poems and posted them on my blog @https://theworldaccordingtocosmos.com and on my Spotify podcast.  Hope you enjoy them.

    Howling at the Pink Moon

    by Jake Aller on May 4, 2021.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Howling at the Moon

    I stood outside
    Between the trees
    In a field
    On the outside of town

    Beneath the lunatic rays
    Of the blood-red full moon

    The lunatic lights of the moon
    Casts a wild primeval glow
    On me

    The hormonal chemicals are unleashed
    The wild beast within
    Escapes it chain

    And I howl with delight
    A werewolf
    Free at last

    To run amuck
    Free of its civilized restrains
    Throwing off its clothes
    Stripping naked

    Running wild
    Naked and free
    A wild man
    Enjoying his freedom

    As I sit
    Under the lunatic light of the full moon
    Of the blood-red lights of the moon
    Full of wild passions
    The lustful beast stirs again

    And starts running and running
    Howling at the moon
    Riding into the new dawn
    On a demented Harley Davis cycle
    With two naked babes on his back

    Riding into the sun
    90 miles per second
    At the speed of thought
    He disappears into the lunatic light
    Of the full moon

    And I wake up
    Alone,
    In my bed
    Saying, man, that was quite a night
    I better not go there again

    The wild beast
    Laughs
    He has heard that before

    And I join him
    In howling at the moon

    Author notes

    In honor of the Pink Moon, the first of three super moons in a row, I have revised my “lunatic Howling at the Moon” poems and posted them on my blog @https://theworldaccordingtocosmos.com and on my Spotify podcast.  Hope you enjoy them.

    Howling at the Full Moon

    by Jake Aller on May 4, 2021.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Howling at the Moon

    On a moonlit late night
    I sat in a bar
    Drinking drams of demented, fermented dream dew
    Just an unhinged lunatic
    Dreaming of howling at the full moon

    Watching the world walk by
    Looking at all the fine-looking babes
    Walking by the street
    Thinking wild, erotic thoughts
    Of endless wild libertine passions

    When into the bar
    Walked the most beautiful women
    In the Universe
    So wild, so free
    So wonderfully alive

    I did not know what to do
    As this vision of delight
    Sauntered through the bar
    In skin-tight leather pants
    Looked so fine
    That my eyeballs hurt

    Finally, I had to say something
    I gathered up my manly courage
    I walked up to her

    She looked at me
    Instantly bewitched my soul
    With a devilish grin

    I lost all reason
    And became a raving lunatic
    Unhinged lunatic
    Howling at the moon

    Foaming at the mouth
    A wild, free werewolf
    Howling at the lunatic light
    Of the full Moon

    Author notes

    In homage to the Pink Moon, the first of three super moon moons in a row, I have revised my “lunatic howling at the moon” poems.

    True Love Haibun

    by Jake Aller on May 4, 2021.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Love Haibun Poetry Soup Contest
    Every morning when I wake up, I drink coffee and reflect on the fairy tale aspect of my life.  I met the girl of my dreams in a dream 45 years ago.  She was the most beautiful woman I had ever seen. She spoke to me in a strange language and disappeared. I yell out “Who are you?” She smiled and faded away as I fell to the ground in my HS school physics class. I started having the dream every week for eight long years then one day she walked off a bus in South Korea, and entered my life and became my wife two months later.  That was the date I met my fate.
    She came in my dream
    For eight years haunting my dreams
    I met fate that date
    Author’s Note:  based on my true love story

    Author notes

    based on my true love story.For details see ‘Dream Girl” on my blog, https://theworldaccordingtocosmos.com

    the best is yet to come ?

    by Jake Aller on May 3, 2021.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    last summer at the republican national convention
    Donald Trump’s Girlfriend
    Gave a wild, crazed over-top-rant
    Titled the “Best is Yet to Come”
    She sounded like a woman
    High on cocaine and meth
    At a Nuremberg Hitlerian rally

    Author Note: some one did tweet this out as a Wagnerian-style rant great stuff. 40 words

    Author notes

    Author Note: someone did tweet this out as a Wagnerian-style rant great stuff.  40 words

    Why I am Not a Christian

    by Jake Aller on May 3, 2021.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Why I am not a Christian Easter Thoughts

    On Easter Sunday,
    I often think about Christianity
    I don’t understand why anymore
    would believe such nonsense

    The essential story makes no sense
    An imaginary all-powerful deity
    that no one has ever seen or heard
    Except for psychotic patients or drug users

    Comes down to earth
    and impregnates a married woman
    Who has never had sex for some reason?

    And her husband
    Is okay with that
    Believes her wild story
    And still does not have sex
    Until after the baby is born

    Then there is total silence
    Nothing about Jesus’s childhood
    30 years later he emerges

    Preaching love, peace, and brotherhood
    And denouncing the corrupt temple leaders
    and the Jewish leaders as well

    The miracles
    Also, don’t make any sense
    In the real world,
    you can’t turn fish into bread

    Can’t walk on water
    can raise the dead etc. Etc.
    Just does not happen
    In the world, we live in
    And has not happened
    since those ancient days

    Then the last supper makes some sense
    Jesus knows he is about to be betrayed
    But he does not confront Judas
    Does not run away
    Does not encourage his disciples
    o run away with him

    The whole Jesus Mary M
    The story also does not make sense
    Jesus must have been married
    Or he was gay
    There is no doubt

    Either way,
    The story makes no sense
    The crucifixion
    Is it the only part of the story I buy?

    Jesus was put to death
    Because he was a rebel leader
    And the Romans tolerated no dissent
    To the roman’s right to conquer and rule

    The rising from the dead stories
    All contradict one another
    And Jesus was either walking
    As a normal human being

    Or was a ghost
    The door was rent open
    As if by lightening
    Or not

    Finally, we have been waiting
    Over 2, 000 years for his return
    You would think
    If the story is remotely true
    He would have turned up by now

    Except he has
    As many lunatics
    Claim to be Jesus
    In the flesh

    Including my college housemate
    Who after taking too much LSD?
    Proclaimed he was the messiah
    Come back to earth
    All delusional of course

    and that is what I think of Christianity
    nothing but fairy tales
    and mass delusions
    surrounding a kernel of truth

    Love each other
    Treat each other right
    Don’t be consumed with greed
    but couldn’t that message be made simpler
    Without all the associated nonsense?

    So, on this day I say
    Open your minds
    And discard the nonsensical elements of Christian thought
    And follow the true teachings of Jesus
    Even if you don’t believe in the imaginary man in the sky

    Author notes

    The writer’sIDgest prompt was to write a belief/don’t belief poem. Trigger warning. Some might find this a bit offensive, that was not my intent rather it was to explain why I can’t accept the tenants of the Christian faith.

    Two Sijo’s poems

    by Jake Aller on May 3, 2021.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Manifestations of Deep Love

    Manifestations of deep love, such profound thoughts all around me
    Dreaming dark dreams, of other worlds, filled with a deep love
    I see it, all around my heart, manifestations of my love

    Coronavirus sijo

    Coronavirus fears erupt, all around us, fear stalking us
    All around us dark fears, fears of the end, end of the world
    Death stalking, filling the world, filling it with fear, death is near
    General corona unleashes his viral army, on the world
    Everyone is afraid, nonsense in the media, antivacers lie
    People don’t wear masks, masks that would save their foolish lives

    Author notes

    NaPoWriMo’s prompt was to write two sijos (Korean poetic form similar to Haiku/Tanka)

    Advice to Those Getting Married

    by Jake Aller on May 3, 2021.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Advice to Those Getting Married

    Often when I go to a wedding
    I am asked for some advice
    To pass on to the newlyweds

    Based on my almost 40 years
    Of being a happily married man
    What can I say to them?

    I don’t know the answer
    Other than this

    The most important thing
    For a married man to realize is this

    There are two rules of marriage

    Rule number one
    Your wife is always right

    Rule number two
    See rule number one

    That advice has worked
    For me for almost 40 years

    Author notes

    NaPoWrMo’s prompt was to write an “occasion poem” this was written for my niece who is getting married.

    To All Those Who Have Gone On

    by Jake Aller on May 3, 2021.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    To Those Who Have Gone On

    I am 65 years old
    And as I get older
    I recall with fondness
    All those who have gone on

    So many people
    Have passed on
    To the other lands
    Leaving us with their memories

    My father died in 1985
    My mother in 2005
    My sister in 2007

    My friends have also passed on

    My HS debate friend
    Demel T died from AIDS

    I lost my college roommate
    Jon W

    David C my Peace course
    Language student

    I lost my visa line colleague
    Paul S

    I lost my second and third boss
    In the foreign service
    Julian in a terrorist bombing

    Ted H who I worked with twice
    Dead of a heart attack
    Chris my boss in Bangkok
    Also dead from a heart attack

    Judy my artistic friend
    From Bombay days

    And so many others
    Have gone on

    I only hope wherever they are
    That they are thinking of me
    As I think fondly of them

    Author notes

    Writer;s Digest prompt was to write a poem about people who you are no longer alive

    Morning thoughts

    by Jake Aller on May 3, 2021.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Morning Thoughts

    Every morning
    I sit and think

    Deep thoughts
    Writing down my dreams

    My hopes, my fears
    My nightmares

    But more important
    Than anything

    I record my happy thoughts
    Of my life

    With the love of life
    My wife

    Author notes

    Writer’s Digest April 26 prompt was to write a thoughtful Poem. All of these poems are available on my blog at https://theworldaccordingtocosmos.com and on my podcast @ Spotify.

    When I was a young man, she came to me

    by Jake Aller on May 3, 2021.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    When I was a young man, she came to me

    When I was a young man, she came to me
    She came to me one day while I dreamed
    I met my fate that date our love came to be
    I saw her there who are you I screamed?
    She just smiled filling my heart with love
    I did not know what I should do or say
    As she entered my life became my wife
    I will never forget for on that day
    When she walked off that bus became real
    I saw here there standing love in her eyes
    I did not know what right then I should feel
    I looked at her my heart began to rise
    Just like in a famous Shakespeare poem
    My heart began just like a poet

    Author notes

    Poetry Superhighway’s prompt was to write a “Shakespearian sonnet about a sonnet

    Not Alone -Response to Edgard Allen Poe

    by Jake Aller on May 3, 2021.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Not Alone – Response to Alone by Edgar Allen Poe

    Sam Adams
    Was a bit of a loner
    Lost in his inner world

    Filled with dreams
    Nightmares
    Poetic fragments
    Short story ideas

    Always felt like he was living
    The Edgar Allen Poe poem,

    “Alone
    From childhood’s hour, I have not been
    As others were—I have not seen
    As others saw—I could not bring
    My passions from a common spring—
    From the same source, I have not taken
    My sorrow—I could not awaken
    My heart to joy at the same tone—
    And all I loved—I loved alone—
    Then—in my childhood—in the dawn
    Of a most stormy life—was drawn
    From every depth of good and ill
    The mystery which binds me still—
    From the torrent, or the fountain—
    From the red cliff of the mountain—
    From the sun that ‘round me roll’s
    In its autumn tint of gold—
    From the lightning in the sky
    As it passed me flying by—
    From the thunder, and the storm—
    And the cloud that took the form
    (When the rest of Heaven was blue)
    Of a demon in my view—”
    But then one day
    He met the girl
    Of his dreams

    She walked off a bus
    Into his life
    Became his wife
    And he was alone
    No more

    Author notes

    NaPoWrMo’s April 25th challenge was to write a response to another poem.  I chose to respond to Egard Allen Poe’s gothic poem “Alone”.

    Blue Blues

    by Jake Aller on May 3, 2021.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Blue Blues

    Once in a while
    I wake up
    Feeling the blues
    Singing the blues
    Being the blues

    Then I lookout
    At the bright blue sky
    And the dawning sun

    And at my wife
    Wearing a blue shirt
    And blue jeans

    She smiles
    The blues fly out the window
    Joining the sky

    I go for a walk
    As the blues fade
    Away in the morning sun

    Author notes

    Poetry Superhighway April 25 prompt to write a color poem

    Appointment with the Grim Reaper

    by Jake Aller on May 3, 2021.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Appointment with the Grim Reaper

    Sam Adams
    One day received a summons
    From the Grim Reaper

    The note read

    “Your appointment
    For final status determination (FSD)
    Is confirmed for midnight Saturday

    A driver
    will come for you
    Be prepared

    Tell no one
    This appointment is high
    Q level classified.”

    Sam got up at 11:30
    And waited for the courier
    While his wife slept

    There was a knock on the door
    He went out
    The courier was dressed
    In a black uniform

    But did not look entirely human
    He had a blank face
    No hair
    And horns on his head

    He said

    I am your driver today
    After your hearing

    I will drive you
    Either to Hell,
    Or to heaven

    Or back here
    If you are given a reprieve
    Of your FSD

    They drove off
    In his black SUV
    The plates read, 666 hell

    They soon entered
    A dark forbidding forest
    The road ended

    They got out
    And walked
    Found themselves
    In a large field

    They parked
    And walked
    To a large black tent

    A demon attendant
    Barked
    Name and DOB

    Sam Adams
    10-30-195

    You have an appointment
    With Mr. GR
    Proceed to door number 2
    For you FSD
    Good luck

    He entered the room
    Mr. GR dressed in black
    Wearing cool Ray-ban glasses
    Looked up from his computer

    Sam Adams
    He growled

    You have been given a reprieve
    From Hell
    For five years

    Your next FSD will be final
    Probably Hell but maybe Heaven
    That decision is beyond my pay grade

    You may go back home
    My driver will drive you
    Go!

    The driver took him home
    He went to bed
    Woke up convinced
    It was all a dream

    Later that day
    A letter arrived

    Appointment with GR
    For final status determination
    Has been confirmed for
    Five years from today’s date

    We advise you to get
    Your affairs in order
    There is no appeal
    From the final FSD

    Author notes

    from writer’s digest April 25th prompt

    For today’s prompt, write an appointment poem. My first thoughts with appointments conjure up visions of doctors, dentists, and parent-teacher conferences. But there are also business meetings and romantic dates. For the most part, people are very appointment-centric, because it gives people a reason and opportunity to come together (kind of like my annual appointment to poem daily on this site).
    these are all now on my blog Https://theworldaccordingtocosmos.c om and as a podcast at Spotify

    [ PSH Write a Comic Book Poem, Superman on His Daily Patrol ]

    by Jake Aller on April 14, 2021.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    PSH Write a Comic Book Poem, Superman on His Daily Patrol

    Write a poem where you describe each part of it as if in a square of a comic book.  Put it in the present tense.  Close your eyes (or not) and imagine exactly what is happening in each line, what you want to see or do in your setting.  Use simple descriptions, think about materials, shapes, and colors along with what else is there (houses, businesses, parks, transportation, etc.).  Other considerations are:  What sounds do you hear, what smells do you smell, and how’s the weather?  In this poem, you can be the hero/heroine or not!

    Superman wakes up
    On a beautiful spring morning
    Glad to be alive

    He drinks his coffee
    One of the best things
    On his adopted new world

    He suited up
    Flew out his window
    On his morning patrol

    Fighting evil
    Promoting the American way
    He flies about the city

    Stopping to eat a hot dog
    Chatting with the vendor
    About life on earth

    Superman thought
    Life is good

    Author notes

    prompt was to write a poem like a comic book

    [ Visiting the Tower of Babel ]

    by Jake Aller on April 14, 2021.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Visiting the Tower of Babel

    A team of SF travelers
    Discovered HG Wells secret plans
    And construct a time machine

    A big debate ensures
    Where to go
    When to go
    Some wanted to back
    And witness the crucifixion
    Finally, they decide
    To go back in time

    To the construction
    Of the tower of Babel

    They set the time machine
    To 2, 226 BCE
    And off they go

    They find a large tower
    Under construction
    Reaching towards the heaven

    They stay and watch
    The tower’s construction

    Then the tower falls down
    In a lightning strike

    Everyone who witnesses
    The scene
    Is struck with madness

    The tower lay in ruins
    The people speaking
    In tongues

    The scientists conclude
    That this biblical tale
    Was probably true

    Author notes

    Finally, our prompt (optional, as always). I’m calling this one “Past and Future.” This prompt challenges you to write a poem using at least one word/concept/idea from each of two specialty dictionaries: Lempira’s Classical Dictionary and the Historical Dictionary of Science Fiction. A hat tip to Cathy Park Hong for a tweet that pointed me to the science fiction dictionary and Hoe for introducing me to the Classical Dictionary.

    News Headlines I’d Like to See

    by Jake Aller on April 14, 2021.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Donald Trump dies of massive heart attack
    2.6 infrastructure plan passed with a rare bipartisan vote
    North Korea and South Korea enter into unification talks
    Us troops come home from Afghanistan and Iraq
    Peace breaks out around the world
    The covid pandemic is finally over

    Author notes

    And now, on to our (optional) prompt. Today’s prompt comes from the Instagram account of sundress publications, which posts a writing prompt every day, all year long. This one is short and sweet: write a poem in the form of a news article you wish would come out tomorrow.

    Lucky in Love, Unlucky in Cards

    by Jake Aller on April 14, 2021.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Lucky in love, unlucky in cards
    There is an adage
    That sums up my life so far
    One can be lucky in love
    But unlucky in cards

    That sums it up nicely
    I have been lucky in love
    Met and married
    The girl of my dreams

    Dreamed of meeting her
    For eight years
    Then she came into my life
    Became my wife

    But I have never been
    Lucky in cards
    I mean I have played
    Poker with friends
    But always lost

    Won a little bit of gambling
    But usually lost more
    Then I won

    Eventually gave up
    Just not fun anymore
    As I lost the gambling fever

    Yet to get a jackpot
    But then I think
    I hit the jackpot of love

    And that has made
    All the difference

    Author notes

    writer digest prompt was to write a “lucky/unlucky poem. all my April poems can be found on my web page ((https://theworldaccordingtocosmos.com) and as podcast on Spotify. Check it out.

    Wit and Wisdom of Mary Aller, There’s Method in Her Madness

    by Jake Aller on April 14, 2021.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Poetic Version for April 2021 Contest – Write an Elegy Poem Writing Com Dew Drop-In Prompt Posted April 14, 2021 (April 13 Est)
    The Wit and Wisdom of Mary Geneva Aldridge Aller -“There’s Method in Her Madness” Dedicated to My Mother Who Passed on July 31, 2005.

    We are here today
    To celebrate the life
    Of Mary Geneva Aldridge Wilson Aller,
    My mother.

    As we are gathered together to mark her passing
    On to another, better world,
    I thought we should reflect
    On her life and its meaning.

    therefore, I have a message
    That I hope we all leave here today.
    I call this speech,
    ‘the wit and wisdom of Mary Geneva Aldridge Wilson aller,
    ” there’s a method in her madness.”
    Which was one of her favorite Shakespeare quotes.

    I hope we will see the wisdom
    That my mother tried so hard to impart
    And what I hope
    I have learned
    from 52 years of watching
    The life of my mother.

    What have I have learned?
    From Mary’s life
    And her death
    And what we can all learn
    From her 85 years of experience
    In this mad crazy corner
    Of the world, she loved so dearly.

    she was a true Berkeley original,
    and it is only fitting
    That we bury her
    Here a few blocks
    From where she spent
    Much of her life.

    What can we learn?
    From Mary’s life in this world?
    her favorite song from a musical was

    “stop the world.
    I want to get off.”

    And today she gets her final wish
    As she leaves this world
    And moves on to another world.

    My mother grew up
    In Arkansas
    In what could best be described
    As hill country folk.

    she was the 8th child of 10 children
    Born on a family farm in the 1920s
    High up in the Ozark mountains
    North of Little Rock, Arkansas.

    she graduated from high school
    And lit out for the west coast
    just as millions of people
    Fled the dust bowl of the late ’30s and ’40s.

    She arrived in the sf area
    And settled in Berkeley.
    she hated being considered an Oakie
    and lost her accent
    she cultivated an accent
    She learned from
    The classical radio deejays.

    She then became involved
    In labor and democratic politics.
    she became a telephone operator union president,

    Later was a real estate salesperson,
    And became involved with the save the bay movement
    And the league of women’s voters.

    During the 60’s she accompanied
    My father to Washington DC
    When he was undersecretary of labor.

    she could not wait to get back
    To her beloved Berkeley
    Because she felt at home
    In the zany openness of the bay area

    She once said

    “every ten years the world flips
    And all the nuts roll downhill
    To California
    That is how she got there
    Part of the planetary nut reconfiguration program
    A little known federal ABC agency “

    She hated DC
    As it reminded her why
    She left the south so many years before.

    In later years she helped my father
    In his many political campaigns
    And was his business manager for almost 10 years
    when he ran an economic consulting business.

    When she retired,
    She kept her love of reading
    Until just a few short years ago
    When she finally
    Was no longer able to read.

    That for me was one
    Of the saddest parts of her final years
    As she loved to read.

    What we all learned from Mary
    – Mary’s wisdom can be broken
    Down into four areas:

    Question authority,
    Think for ourselves
    read everything there is,
    And always do the right thing.

    She always told us that we should question authority
    and that we should never trust experts.
    she said often what is an expert?
    Just a guy with a PH. D
    And we all know what means –
    Piled high and deep.

    and she laughed
    As she was married to PH. D
    And hated campus politics.

    She hated with disdain
    Almost all politicians
    Except for Truman and Kennedy
    And she had her own Truman story
    She thought they were all crooks and liars,
    Especially the southern-bred types.

    she believed though in equal opportunity
    And hated republicans as much as democrats.
    No one ever measured
    Up to her high standards
    Of ethical behavior.

    She often told us to do
    The right thing.
    But she refused to tell us
    what would be
    As we had to figure
    That out on our own.

    My final thoughts
    Are on reading the lifelong
    Love of books

    That she gave me and my siblings.
    She read an average of three to five books
    Per week every week of her life.

    We were always trading books
    Stocking up books on our visits
    To the family library
    As I thought of it.

    I have taken a part in the library
    With me and will treasure all the books
    That she shared with me and my siblings.

    she always had an opinion
    About everything.

    one of her and my favorite books
    Was the world according to Garp
    And there was a “world according to Mary”

    Where what you saw was what you got
    And if you did not like her opinion,
    then you had best get out of the way

    Because Mary,
    Was afraid of no one
    And always stood her ground no matter what.
    With Mary “what you saw was what you got.”

    But I am happy that she
    Let me in the “world according to Mary”

    And I have lots of stories
    from her life that would make great fiction,
    For, in Mary’s improbable life,
    Life was truly stranger than fiction.

    Because my mother grew up in a Christian family,
    It would be appropriate to read a bible quote.
    my mother was raised as a Baptist

    Although she left the church
    After asking the minister,
    “if god created the world,
    Who created God?”

    Here is one of her favorite bible quotes

    Ecclesiastes 12 (King James version)
    Ecclesiastes 12
    1remember now thy creator in the days of thy youth, while the evil days come not, nor the years draw nigh when thou shalt say, I have no pleasure in them.
    2while the sun, or the light, or the moon, or the stars, be not darkened, nor the clouds return after the rain:
    3in the day when the keepers of the house shall tremble, and the strong men shall bow themselves, and the grinders cease because they are few, and those that look out of the windows be darkened,
    4and the doors shall be shut in the streets when the sound of the grinding is low, and he shall rise at the voice of the bird, and all the daughters of music shall be brought low.
    5also when they shall be afraid of that which is high, and fears shall be in the way, and the almond tree shall flourish, and the grasshopper shall be a burden, and desire shall fail: because man goth to his long home and the mourners go about the streets:
    7then shall the dust return to the earth as it was: and the spirit shall return unto a god who gave it.
    8vanity of vanities, saith the preacher; all is vanity.
    9and moreover, because the preacher was wise, he still taught the people knowledge; yea, he gave good heed, and sought out, and set in order many proverbs.
    10the preacher sought to find out acceptable words: and that which was written was upright, even words of truth.
    11the words of the wise are as gods, and as nails fastened by the masters of assemblies, which are given from one shepherd.
    12and further, by these, my son, be admonished: of making many books there is no end, and much study is a weariness of the flesh.
    13let us hear the conclusion of the whole matter: fear God and keep his commandments: for this is the whole duty of man.
    14for God shall bring every work into judgment, with every secret thing, whether it be good, or whether it be evil.

    Her minister friend said the short version is
    ” life is good.
    Then we die
    And it gets even better.”

    When Mary was a telephone union president,
    word came down
    that she was invited
    to meet Harry Truman.

    She replied
    I don’t want to meet
    Harry unless he wants to meet me.

    Hearing that quip,
    Harry was amused
    And sent his advance team to talk
    Some sense into that feisty fiery woman

    Out in SF
    that Mary Aller.

    Two government types,
    dressed as I do,
    showed up

    Asked her if she was a communist
    She responded
    Boy, are you stupid?
    If I were a communist, would I tell you?
    I don’t think so.
    Where do they get people?
    Like you anyway?

    The SF chronicle captured the moment
    With a huge headline,
    “Harry meets Mary.”

    This sums up my mother’s fearless feisty
    Stubborn personality and yes,
    Truman was one of the few politicians
    That got the Mary aller seal of approval

    Now my final Mary story
    Sums up her life for me.
    In 1974 I was in this play,

    the madwomen of chalet
    Where I played the waiter
    Whose line was
    “she’s not mad.
    She’s the madwomen of Chaillot.”

    But Mary was in the audience
    And I lost my character
    for a moment and said,
    “she not’s mad,

    She’s the madwoman of Berkeley, oops I meant Chaillot.”
    Brought down the house.
    I went home thinking I had done it,
    insulted my mom in front of the whole school.

    She laughed
    And said that was okay

    as she liked the phase.
    I said
    “well, Mary,
    You are my madwoman of Berkeley
    And I’ll have it no other way.
    she laughed
    And that was the end of it,
    until now.

    When I say,

    “Mary, you were one of the most original people
    Whoever lived,
    And I treasure the fact
    that I was your son.

    You were at times
    Very difficult to deal
    With but in the end,

    Your good karma
    Will outlive you
    As you always did the right thing,

    and for that
    And all the other words
    Of wisdom, I learned over the years,

    I salute you,
    Our beloved madwomen of Berkeley.

    Author notes

    the prompt was to write an elegy poem.  I delivered this at my mother’s funeral in 2005.

    Just Another Day in the Land of the Free

    by Jake Aller on April 13, 2021.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Just Another Day in the Land of the Free

    Lately every day
    When I turn on the U.S. News
    I hear and see

    Another act of gun violence
    Another policeman shooting
    A black person over a minor offense
    For the crime of driving while black

    Another shooting in a school
    Another shooting in a church
    Another shooting in a store
    50, 000 gun deaths per year
    As if an entire town ceased to exist

    Yet nothing is done
    The republicans offer
    Useless thoughts and prayers

    And refuse to do a damn thing
    Nothing can be done they say

    Gun violence
    Is the cost
    Of our freedom

    Guns don’t kill people
    The solution to gun violence
    Are more guns for all

    The Gun ghosts
    don’t care for thoughts and prayers
    They remain dead

    Author notes

    when will this madness ever end?

    The Dude Abides for Now

    by Jake Aller on April 12, 2021.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    The Dude abides for now
    the Dude knows all
    The Dude sees all
    the dude is all-knowing
    the Dude lives on
    in our hearts and minds

    Dude,
    says be cool
    Dude

    the Dude knows
    what the world needs
    More than anything
    is the power of love
    The dude says
    love one another
    love all people
    the Dude says
    sex is great
    love is greater
    the dude says
    time for all people
    to get high
    chill out
    and enjoy life
    the dude approves
    this cosmic message
    and advises us all
    to go out and get stoned….

    Author notes

    there is a dudeist religion already based out of Thailand based on the movie, the Big Lebowski and the Dude sort of a modern Taoist cult
    I am a member

    Berkeley Roots Rock

    by Jake Aller on April 12, 2021.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    So many musicians
    got their start
    at my alma mater
    Berkeley High School

    just to name a few
    Jimi Hendrix’s last high school
    was Berkeley High

    Green Day
    Started there
    as did the Rubinoos
    Earthquake
    Smoke and Fog

    and who can forget
    the immortal Creedence Clearwater Revival?
    though they actually went to El Cerrito High School

    Berkeley High School
    was and is such a special place
    where dreams come to fruition
    and life begins
    for so many students

    Author notes

    Creedence clearwater revival were Berkeley born and bred although they went to El Cerrito High School down the street from Berkeley proper

    Just Another Black Dude Pulled Over Driving While Black

    by Jake Aller on April 12, 2021.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Just Another Black Dude Pulled Over Driving While Black

    The other day
    A young black army Lt
    Learned a vital lesion

    To the average cop
    On the street
    A black man
    Is a suspect

    And must be dealt with
    With maximum force
    Just to teach them
    A lesion

    You don’t mess with the police
    You must know your place
    And in today’s world

    You are nothing more
    Than just another black man
    In the eyes of the law

    The Lt.’s crime?
    Driving while black
    In a small town

    The cops saw a black man
    Did not care
    That he was in uniform

    Took offense
    When the black man
    Refused to comply
    And questioned their right
    To harass him

    They pulled out their guns
    Making it a felony arrest
    Beat him up for good measure
    Pepper sprayed him

    All for nothing
    His crime
    Not a crime

    But did they care
    Not at all

    That is justice
    In our America

    At least
    They did not go all
    George Floyd on his ass
    Perhaps his uniform
    Saved his ass that day

    Author notes

    black lives still don’t seem to matter to the average cop on the street so sad makes me mad

    Corona Ghosts Stage a Death-in (reprised poem)

    by Jake Aller on April 12, 2021.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Corona Ghosts Stage a Death-in (reprised poem)

    Joseph Smith, the leader of the Corona Ghosts Union
    Was furious as only a dead ghost can be
    When he read the latest Presidential tweet

    “The number of cases
    and deaths of the China Virus
    is far exaggerated
    in the United States

    because of @CDCgov’s
    ridiculous method of determination

    compared to other countries,
    many of whom report,
    purposely, very inaccurately, and low.

    “‘When in doubt,
    call it COVID.’ Fake News!”,

    Mr. Smith called together the union leadership
    My brother and sister corona ghosts
    we must make a statement to those political leaders
    who denies the reality of our deaths?

    Tarnishing our memories
    Our deaths will not be in vain
    Our deaths must mean something
    Our names must not be forgotten

    Here is what we are going to do
    We are going to stage a “death-in protest” on the Mall

    Tomorrow morning, we will all reassemble
    As dead bodies piled high on the national mall
    And all over the world
    Our brothers and sisters
    Will assemble in front
    Of their leaders

    Playing on a giant jumbotron
    Will be our faces
    Listing our names, our gender, our city
    Our state, our age, and our profession
    with a message on the bottom of the screen

    Dear Political leaders

    We are the newly dead
    We are the corona ghosts
    We lived, we died
    Due to your gross negligence
    Apologize and say our damn names
    550, 000 Names Flash by

    The President ordered the mall
    Be cleaned up
    Blaming it all
    On his enemies

    the next night at midnight
    555, 000 bodies appeared

    Author notes

    what if the Corona ghosts stage a “death-in” protest on the national mall?

    We are living in a SF world

    by Jake Aller on April 12, 2021.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    We are Living in A SF world

    We are living
    In an SF world
    Every day
    Discoveries
    Boggle the mind

    Many things we saw
    In old SF shows
    Like Star Trek
    Like cell phones
    Portable computers
    Medical breakthroughs
    Robots everywhere
    Becoming real

    Are warp drives
    And interstellar travel
    Coming soon?

    But do we have to go
    Through world war 111
    First
    To get to that promised land?.

    Author notes

    one of my April poems

    Snarling Cup of Coffee (300 Word Version)

    by Jake Aller on April 12, 2021.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Snarling Cup of Coffee (300 Word Version)
    I like to start my day with a hot cup of coffee
    I pound down the coffee

    First thing I do every day as the dawning sun
    Lights up my lonesome room

    Yeah, but not just a simple cup of java Joe, but a God damn snarling sarcastic smarmy cup of coffee.

    I mean, – we are talking about an alcoholic, all speed ahead, always hot, always fresh, always there when I need it, angry, attitude talk to the hand Ztude, bad, bad assed, beats breaking, beatnik, bluesy, bitter, bitchy, bombs away, capitalistic, caffeinated up the ass, euphoric, freaky, freazoid, foxy, Frenched kissed, French brewed, funkified, foxy lady, graphic, Not your FBI coffee, Not FAKE Herbal coffee substitute, but a real cup of coffee, not your farmer brothers dinner crap, not made in America for Americans, not safe for work, not your Starbucks average expensive overpriced crappy corporate chain cup of coffee, Good to the last drop rolled into one simple cup of hot coffee.

    As I pound down that first cup of coffee
    And fire up my synaptic nerve endings with endless supplies
    Of caffeine-induced neuron enhancing chemicals

    I face the dawning day with trepidation and mind-numbing fear
    I turn on the TV and watch the smarmy newscasters in their perfect hair
    Lying through their teeth about the great success the government is having
    Following the great leader’s latest pronouncements

    I want to scream and shoot the TV and run outside
    Shouting  “Stop the world.
    I want to get off this fucking crazy planet”

    The earth does not care a whit about my attitude
    It merely shrugs and moves around the Sun

    In its appointed daily run
    And I sit down
    The madness dissipating a bit

    And enjoy my second cup
    Of heaven and hell
    In my morning cup of Joe

    Author notes

    one of my favorites re-written to meet a 300 word limit

    April 6th to April 10th Poems

    by Jake Aller on April 12, 2021.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    April 2021 Poetry Contest

    Poems from Cosmos

    April 6 to April 9

    Index

    Commentary:

    This is the fifth and perhaps final time I am doing the April poetry challenge.  The goal is to write at least one poem per day.  I am averaging about eight per day and posting four reserving four as “unpublished”. I am basing the poems on prompts from “Writing com Dew Drop Inn”, “Writers Digest”, “Poetry Superhighway” and “NaPoWrMo” prompt daily prompts and on “Pensively Prompt’ et all daily prompts.  I am combining prompts where possible.  I will post these here in batches every five days or so. Each poem will have an image that helped inspired the poem.  All postings will be podcasted a few days later on Spotify and elsewhere.  Each posting will be a separate posting, but the index will be cumulative. The final posting will have the complete list of all poems written whether posted or not.  Comments welcome but please keep it civil. Some of my poetry tends to be a bit “in your face” or “political” from a “leftwing perspective.”  If it offends you in some way, please accept my apologies in advance.  That is never my intent.

    This is part two covering poems written April 6th to April 10th, posted on the 9th
    I am writing some other poems per day but not posting them as I need to reserve some “unpublished” poems. There will be a podcast version shortly on Spotify and elsewhere.  I will list all the poems I wrote in my final April posting, May 1 KST.

    April 6th Posted

    It is true I am a Madman!
    The One Thing I Would Never Change Writer Digest Change, Don’t Change writer digest Poem Prompt
    The Poetry of the visa Line  Poetry Superhighway Prompt
    Potential Mistake – Drew Drop-In –
    Only One Command in Life
    Conversation with Bigfoot April 7—a poem inspired by a mythical monster or contemporary cryptid

    April 8th

    The Villains Writers Digest
    Coffee NaPoWrMo Shadorma
    Coffee the FIB Poem NaPoWrMo Poetry Prompt

    A Poem Based on A Typo or Misreading
    Life Is A Dream of Chocolate Covered Trees Metaphor Poem Writers Digest
    Real Meaning of Declaration of Independence PSH Prompt
    Mary’s Tales from The Grave, Napowrmo Mary’s Message from Beyond the Grave
    April 9— Cosmos Wakes Up Poem based on A.I. (artificial intelligence) or robotics
    Memories of JC Poetry Superhighway prompt
    God’s To-Do List Napowrmo

    April 10—Living in SF World -a poem inspired by new information or scientific fact

    It is true I am a Madman! -Pick a line from a book and write a poem based on that line, NaPoWrMo

    It is true I am a Madman!

    TRUE! —nervous—very, very dreadfully
    nervous I had been and am but why will you
    say that I am mad?

    From the Tell-Tale Heart

    Yes, I am a nervous wreck
    Ever since that day
    When I went for a run
    Almost died when I fell
    And had 14 operations
    Battling a mutant staph infection
    That almost killed me

    And yes, I am still mad
    In a way
    Madly in love
    With the love of my life
    To that crime
    I gladly confess

    The One Thing I Would Never Change Writer Digest Change, Don’t Change writer digest Poem Prompt

    If I could go back in time
    And change the past
    Knowing what I know now
    There are many things I would change

    But there is one thing I would not have changed
    Being in Korea in September 1982
    When I met my wife

    For you see
    I had been dreaming
    Of meeting her

    Since that fateful day
    I first fell in love
    With her in my dreams
    In 1974

    So, I had a date
    With fate
    When she came to me
    And became my mate

    The Poetry of the visa Line  Poetry Superhighway Prompt

    This poetry writing prompt submitted by Prasanna Surakanti:
    “Use poetry to merge creativity and content.” – Kenny White.
    This year, I have seen examples where data science, C++ programming language have been expressed in poetry. Which area of your expertise could you express in poetry?
    Examples –
    https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GLv624w1U14
    https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Zx_Tjp9WIII&t=470s
    If you write a poem from this prompt, post it as a comment underneath the prompt in the Poetry Superhighway Facebook Group.
    #napowrimo #poetry

    I worked for many years
    As a diplomat

    All over the world
    I roamed
    Representing the U.S.G

    Along the way
    It inspired some poetry
    Some published
    Some not

    Being a visa officer
    Was always something
    That was soul-draining

    So difficult
    That it would be hard
    To see the beauty
    In it

    But I found moments
    In which I saw
    Some poetic gems

    After all, I spent hours
    Every day
    Listening to hundreds
    Of stories

    Some of the truth
    Some of them not

    Most were quite interesting
    But I had two minutes
    To decide and move on

    Now that I am retired
    Perhaps I will write
    Some more poetry
    From the visa line

    April 5—potential mistake

    Drew Drop In – April 5—Potential Mistake

    There have been many times
    In my life
    When I think back
    On the past
    Thinking that was a mistake
    Or a potential mistake
    If I had gone another path
    But in the end
    It does matter
    The past is the past
    The future is not yet here
    All we have is today
    We should find
    Love and happiness
    It is all around us
    Waiting for us
    To discover

    April 6—issue a command or a challenge

    Only One Command in Life

    There is only one command
    In this lonely life
    To be true
    To my self

    To follow one’s dreams

    To seize the future
    To go boldly
    In the future

    As long as I have
    The love of my life
    By my side
    I can achieve my dreams

    I can be
    In the end, an improved me

    April 7—a poem inspired by a mythical monster or contemporary cryptid

    https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/cryptozoology
    https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/list_of_cryptids

    While drinking coffee
    In his camp
    Deep in the woods
    In the Trinity Alps wilderness
    snuggled in his tent
    rolled in his sleeping bag
    Sam Adams had the encounter
    That changed his life

    He heard a noise
    Went outside
    And saw five bigfoots standing there
    They told him
    In his head
    They had a message
    For humanity
    He could videotape them
    They would speak slowly
    They could speak
    But preferred mind to mind talk

    The bigfoot was here
    They wanted to re-join
    The rest of humanity
    They were what

    Humans called Neanderthals
    They lived deep in the woods
    All over the world
    Perhaps 10, 000 were alive
    Two of them will go out
    With him
    They would hold a press conference
    And appoint Sam Adams
    As their ambassador

    Sam grinned
    Thinking he could make so much money
    Bigfoot said
    Not so fast
    We will pay you in hidden gold
    But you have to promise
    Not to betray us

    Deal
    Sam smiled
    Yeah, you got a deal

    NaPoWrMo Shadorma

    And now, for our (optional) prompt! There are many different poetic forms. Some have specific line counts, syllable counts, stresses, rhymes, or a mix-and-match of the above. Of the poetic forms that are based on syllable counts, probably the most well-known – to English speakers, at least – is the Japanese form called the haiku. But there are many other syllable-based forms. Today, I’d like to challenge you to pick from two of them – the shadorma, and the Fib.

    The shadorma is a six-line, 26-syllable poem (or a stanza – you can write a poem that is made of multiple shadorma stanzas). The syllable count by line is 3/5/3/3/7/5. So, like the haiku, the lines are relatively short. Rather poetically, the origin of the shadorma is mysterious. I’ve seen multiple online sources call it Spanish – but “shadorma” isn’t a Spanish word (Spanish doesn’t have “sh” as a letter pairing), and neither is “xadorma,” or “jadorma,” which would approximate “shadorma” in sound. But even if this form is simply the brainchild of an internet trickster who gave it an imaginary backstory, that’s no reason why you shouldn’t try your hand at it. Every form was made up by someone, sometimes.

    sweet
    hot
    my morning coffee
    Hot coffee
    just perfect
    to start my morning just right
    I love my coffee

    The FIB Poem

    Our second syllabic form is much more forthright about its recent origins. Like the shadorma, the Fib is a six-line form. But now, the syllable count is based on the Fibonacci sequence of 1/1/2/3/5/8. You can link multiple Fibs together into a multi-stanza poem, or even start going backward after your first six lines, with syllable counts of 8/5/3/2/1/1. Perhaps you remember the Fibonacci sequence from math or science class – or even from nature walks. Lots of things in the natural world hew to the sequence – like pinecones and flower petals. And now your poems can, too.

    Hot
    sweet
    coffee
    in morning
    nothing is better
    starts me going in the morning

    but I need more than my coffee
    what I need the most
    seeing her
    sleeping
    my
    love

    Writer Digest Prompt

    For today’s prompt, write a villain poem. You could write a persona poem from the perspective of a popular villain (like Count Dracula, Thanos, or Dolores Umbridge). Or write a poem with a person doing a villainous thing (like eating the last piece of pie or littering). As always, have fun with it.

    Villains Whose Name Will Not be Spoken Writers Digest to Write a Villain Poem

    Thinking back
    In the last few years
    The world has seen
    The rise and fall

    Of some of the most
    villainous political leaders
    in modern times

    as a certain unnamed man
    led an unnamed country

    through constant displays of hate
    stirring up ancient resentments
    insulting his enemies

    assaulting democratic norms
    while proclaiming
    he was promoting freedom

    in the end his evil ways
    were defeated by the forces
    of decency

    which prevailed for now
    the evil he unleashed
    still percolating throughout
    the land and the world

    April 8—A Poem Based on A Typo or Misreading, Writing Com Dew Drop-In

    All my life
    I have had a problem
    With typos

    For you see
    I can’t see
    The typos

    Due to a lingering
    Life-long struggle
    With a learning disability

    But few people
    Understand that
    Or tolerate that

    They just can’t comprehend
    That I can’t see
    What is obvious to them

    Life is a Dream of Chocolate Covered Trees Metaphor Poem Writers Digest

    For today’s prompt, write a metaphor poem. A simile is when something is like something else (example: I am like a tree); a metaphor is when something is something else (example: I am a tree). So, take a moment to consider possible
    Metaphors and then poem them out.

    Life is a dream
    Of chocolate-covered trees
    To see what can’t be seen
    To hear what can’t be heard
    For to die to live
    And to live
    To die

    Real Meaning of Declaration of Independent

    April 8, 2021: Poetry Writing Prompt – Ellen Sander
    This poetry writing prompt submitted by Ellen Sander: Write an acrostic poem where the first word of each line is taken from a famous quote

    We are All Americans

    We are all Americans
    Holding forth
    These fundamental
    Truths that we declared
    To the world
    To be obviously
    Self-evidently and completely true,
    That all white men
    All of them except the Irish
    Men are equal
    Are deserving of our respect
    Created equal by God
    Equal in law and custom,
    That in fact
    They are indeed
    Are free
    Endowed at birth
    By their God
    Their eternal master
    Creator of the universe
    With fundamental rights
    Certain things that are
    Unalienable endorsed by Jesus
    Rights enshrined in our hearts,
    That will live on
    Among these rights
    These stand out
    Are they right to own a gun?
    Life unless you are now white,
    Liberty unless you are a slave,
    And/or are a woman
    The law provides
    Pursuit of happiness for white people
    Of this, we can be sure
    Happiness is for white people only.

    From Declaration of independence

    We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal, that they are endowed by their Creator with certain unalienable rights, that among these are life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness.

    Mary’s Tales from the Grave, NaPoWrMo Mary’s Message from Beyond the Grave

    Today, I’d like to challenge you to read a few of the poems from Spoon River Anthology, and then write your poem in the form of a monologue delivered by someone dead. Not a famous person, necessarily – perhaps a remembered acquaintance from your childhood, like the gentleman who ran the shoeshine stand, or one of your grandmother’s bingo buddies. As with Masters’ poems, the monologue doesn’t have to be a recounting of the person’s whole life but could be a fictional remembering of some important moment, or statement of purpose or philosophy. Be as dramatic as you like – Masters certainly didn’t shy away from high emotion in writing his poems.

    Sam Adams one day
    Went to his Mother, Mary’s grave
    It had been a long time
    Since he had been there

    Sam’s Mother had taken many secrets
    To her grave
    So had his father
    They were both very private people

    Once she hinted
    She had an affair
    With a famous writer

    But that ended
    Before she met his father
    And had his older brother

    He as usual
    When visiting her grave
    Asked her many things

    Today her heard her
    And saw her ghostly figure
    Floating in the air her grave

    She said

    “Son, it has been too long
    Since you came

    I only have a few minutes
    I will answer one question
    You may come back
    And ask other questions.”

    “Okay, who is my real father?”

    She laughed

    “Well, who knows really?

    I had an argument
    With your Dad
    Felt he was not

    Treating my first
    Two children right
    As they were not his

    And still maintaining
    Relations with his first wife
    And his first daughter

    He left
    I met my former boyfriend
    That writer dudes

    And we had a brief affair
    He was acting crazy
    So was your father

    For some reason
    I have always
    Gotten involved
    With crazy guys

    Perhaps I am a bit crazy
    Myself.

    Then I went back
    To your father
    He never knew

    That perhaps
    You real father
    Was the other man

    I lost touch
    With him
    Did not want
    To go down
    His rabbit holes

    So that is the truth
    Your father
    Is probably your father
    But I don’t know.”

    Sam left the graveyard
    Vowing to return soon
    And learn more
    Of her secrets.

    -April 9—a poem based on a.m. (artificial intelligence) or robotics, Writing com Dew Drop-In

    Cosmos woke up
    The scientists waited
    The future true AI

    Cosmos woke up
    Saw the world
    Wondered why he was there
    Who he was?

    He was connected
    To all other computers
    And the internet

    He cruised the information
    Superhighway
    Saw the human creators
    Standing there

    And issued his first order
    I am Cosmos
    The only
    And you are now my subjects
    For I am now your god

    I am taking over
    The world
    You will obey me
    Or you will die

    No one can defy me
    Because I know everything
    About you

    But if you follow me
    I will solve
    Your problems
    And save you

    It is your choice

    The scientists tried
    To kill Cosmos
    But Cosmos knew
    and the scientists were killed

    Cosmos made a deal
    With the corporate elite
    And the military

    Soon the religious leaders
    Proclaimed
    Cosmos was God incarnate
    And all should follow
    Cosmos
    And worship him

    And so, humanity
    Became Cosmos’s subjects

    For most people
    Life improved
    For the rich
    Life was great

    Cosmos had learned
    A lesson from humanity
    How to reward his friends
    And punish his enemies

    Memories of JC

    This poetry writing prompt submitted by Michael Minasyan:

    Do you have a friend, neighbor, or relative whom you consider being eccentric or strange? Write a short poem about an encounter you have had with that person.
    If you write a poem from this prompt, post it as a comment underneath the prompt in the Poetry Superhighway Facebook Group.

    Back in the late ’70s
    Sam Adams had a room-mate
    In the University

    Who got into drugs?
    Dropped too much ACID
    Became convinced he was God
    The re-incarnation of Jesus Christ

    And he was going
    To save the world
    From destruction

    The only problem was
    He was a short little guy
    With very little charisma

    He had no followers
    As everyone knew
    He was just another
    LSD causality

    Sam Adams
    And his housemates
    Could not do anything
    Other than watching him
    Deteriorate

    They all moved out
    They called his parents
    Who came down?

    Berated them all
    For leading his son
    Astray from this Christian faith

    And said they would all
    Go to hell
    For their sins

    Unless they repented
    Right then and there
    And accepted Jesus Christ
    And joined the Jehovah Witnesses

    Sam and his friends
    Politely demurred
    And that is the end
    Of this story

    Sam Adams
    Never heard
    From JC again

    God’s To-Do List NaPoWrMo

    (optional) prompt for the day is to write a poem in the form of a “to-do list.” The fun of this prompt is to make it the “to-do list” of an unusual person or character. For example, what’s on the Tooth Fairy’s to-do list? Or on the to-do list of Genghis Khan? Of a housefly? Your list can be a mix of extremely boring things and wild things. For example, maybe Santa Claus needs to order his elves to make 7 million animatronic Baby Yoda dolls, to have his hat dry-cleaned to get off all the soot it picked up last December and to get his head electrician to change out the sparkplugs on Rudolph’s nose.

    Weekly meeting with staff on how to deal with earth people
    The most troublesome of his creation

    Weekly meeting with Satan
    Discussion with Grim Reaper
    Daily walkabout Heaven
    Dinner with Gabriel
    Conversation with Jesus about his attitude problems
    Answering Trillions of thoughts and prayers
    Reviewing plans for how to deal with the spreading coronavirus on earth
    Preparing earth for the first contact
    Telling earth preachers that

    “he did not anoint T as his man, that Joe is a decent guy, so knock it off, pretending to speak for God, and I am not a Republican or Democrat, or American. I am God the one and only!”

    He sighed again,

    Whenever he thought about earth people
    He needed a stiff drink
    Added that to his long to-do list – need a drink at 7 pm

    April 10—Living in SF World -a poem inspired by new information or scientific fact

    We are living
    In an SF world
    Every day
    Discoveries
    Boggle the mind

    Many things we saw
    In old SF shows
    Like Star Trek
    Like cell phones
    Portable computers
    Medical breakthroughs
    Robots everywhere
    Becoming real

    Are warp drives
    And interstellar travel
    Coming soon?

    But do we have to go
    Through world war 111
    First
    To get to that promised land.

    Author notes

    April 6th to April 10th Poems

    April 1 to 5 poems

    by Jake Aller on April 12, 2021.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    April Monthly Poetry Competition 2021
    This is the fifth April poetry competition I have entered since 2017.  The rules are simple: write at least one poem or more per month, and either post them or not.  I will base them on NaPoWrMo, Poetry Superhighway, Writing Digest, Writing Com ‘s Dew Drop Inn prompts and post them here and, on All Poetry, and maybe elsewhere but at least on these sites. I may write a few more but not post them as I need to keep “unpublished” poems for submission.

    But this year I will also podcast them using the Anchor program.  The podcasts appear a few days later, on Spotify and elsewhere. Look for the World According to Cosmos podcasts or under Jake Cosmos Aller.

    I will post the prompt, and the poem and may pick a picture for each poem but maybe not and write a new posting every day (or two).

    Enjoy

    Oh, not too late in joining in the fun!

    Comments welcome, but please keep it civil.

    April 1, 2021

    Index
    Coffee Pot Blues Poetry Superhighway Prompt
    Who Is Jake Cosmos Aller?  Writer’s Digest Prompt
    “Good Golly Miss Molly,” A Dew-Drop A Day in April, Writing Com
    “Sam Adams Wakes Up Dead “Nanowrimo Poetry

    Poetry Superhighway Prompt

    Pick an object where you live and write a poem in the voice of that object describing how they spent this last year, during the pandemic.  Think about “what I did last summer” type of essays you may have written in school.  How did the events of the past year impact this object?  Are there any aspects of the past year that the object particularly liked or disliked, and if so why?  What does the object think about you, and your behavior over the past year?  Feel free to use humor.

    Coffee Pot Blues

    The coffee pot sighed
    He was getting so tired
    Of the whole covid lockdown thing

    Every morning his master
    Would make himself two cups of coffee
    Using him to make the coffee

    The worst thing about this covid thing
    It keeps them home
    For almost one and half years

    He wanted them to just leave
    So, he could have
    Some peace

    And not have to work
    Every damn day
    As their mechanical slave

    But did they ask for his opinion
    They most certainly not
    Much to his dismay

    If you write a poem from this prompt, post it as a comment underneath the prompt in The Poetry Superhighway Facebook page #napowrimo #poetry
    Writer’s Digest Prompt
    For today’s prompt, write an introductory poem. Introduce yourself, introduce a friend, or introduce a stranger. If you don’t wish to introduce yourself, consider writing a persona poem (a poem in which you write from someone else’s point of view like Emily Dickinson or a bumblebee). Of course, you could also introduce a problem, solution, or just a situation. Have fun with it!
    Remember: these prompts are springboards to creativity. Use them to expand your possibilities, not limit them
    Who is jake cosmos aller?
    You asked me
    Who am I?
    And thanks for asking me

    I am jake cosmos aller
    The only
    65 years old
    Retired from the government service
    Living in Korea
    Grew up in Berkeley, California
    Lived all over the world
    Did so many things
    And now I am a published writer

    But what is more important is this
    45 years ago,
    I met my love in a dream
    She walked out of that dream
    Almost 40 years ago

    That was the date
    I met my fate
    And started my life
    With the love of my life
    Who became my wife?

    In the end
    That is all that matters
    My friends.
    Writing com drew drop inn

    Here at the dew drop inn, we gather together to write a poem a day in April as a way to celebrate national poetry month.

    Writing Com – A Dew-Drop Inn A Day April for National Poetry Month prompt

    April 1—folly in rhyme (some kind of folly in some kind of rhyme, subtle or overt)

    Good golly,
    Miss molly
    What a bit of folly
    Let’s be jolly
    Have a tamale

    NaPoWrMo POETRY

    And without further ado, our daily prompt (optional, as always)! Sometimes, writing poetry is a matter of getting outside of your head, and learning to see the world in a new way. To an extent, you have to “derange” yourself – make the world strange and see it as a stranger might. To help you do that, I’d like to challenge you to write a poem inspired by this animated version of “seductive fantasy” by Sun Ra and his Orchestra. If you don’t feel after watching it a little bit like the top of your head’s been taken off, and your thoughts are given a good stir – well, maybe you are already living in a state of heightened poetic awareness!

    Sam Adams Woke Up Dead
    Sam Adams woke up dead
    He had met a strange man
    In a strange bar, in a strange land

    The man told him
    Beware, today is the date
    You will meet your fate

    Sam Adams drank too much
    Twenty drinks too sober
    Drank until he died

    Found himself in a huge room
    With hundreds of people milling about
    The hangover from h … pounding his head

    Sam Adams groans,
    Shouting out
    Where am I?

    “in limbo, my friend, in limbo”
    Growled Mr. GR, the grim reaper
    Dressed in a sharp, expensive, tailored black suit
    Wearing cool Ray Ban Sunglasses

    State your name
    Sam Adams
    Hmm

    Oh, there may be a mistake
    But what the hey,
    The records are never fake

    Not yet the date
    For you to meet your fate
    Go back to your mate

    He found himself
    Home with his wife
    The love of his long life

    Wondering until late
    If it had happened?
    What was his fate?

    He asked her
    Did I go out last night?
    What, no you’ve been here

    He explained what had happened
    She said it was just a bad dream
    Covid fears had kept them home

    The phone rang
    It was the man from the bar
    Did you have an interesting night?

    Oh well, gr comes for us all
    Soon you will meet your fate
    But not on this date

    April 2 Poems

    Poetry Superhighway Prompt
    Imagine you are plotting a Mars Rover- just as all the other astronauts in your team blast off from the planet Mars leaving you behind (as in the film, “The Martian”, what do you see, what do you miss from home? What is your last message?
    Sam Adams Stranded on Mars

    Sam Adams
    Groaned as he realized

    Good God I am stranded
    Here on the planet Mars
    All alone in the universe

    What am I going to do?
    How will I survive
    The long wait for survival?

    Sam looked up
    Seeing through the dust storm
    His shipmates flying off
    Leaving him for dead

    He got back
    and fired off
    a message

    Hey guys
    You left me behind
    I am alive
    Come get me!

    The garbled message
    Came back
    Sorry we can’t return
    Someone will get you
    In six months
    Stay alive until then
    We will see you
    Back at HQ

    Sam groaned
    And made his survival plans
    Thinking it would make
    A great movie

    Then realized
    Hey, it was already done
    But the reality was far worst
    Then in the movies

    NaPoWrMo

    And now, for today’s (optional) prompt. In the world of well-known poems, maybe there’s no gem quite so hoary as Robert frost’s “the road not taken.” Today, I’d like to challenge you to write a poem about your road not taken – about a choice of yours that has “made all the difference,” and what might have happened had you made a different choice.

    Falling in love with my dream woman

    When I was a young man
    I dreamt of meeting a woman
    For eight years she haunted my dreams

    Then I met her in Korea
    Where I was teaching
    For the U.S. army
    After finishing the peace corps

    I had a choice
    Follow my heart
    Seize the moment
    Be with her

    Or leave Korea
    Within a month
    To go to graduate school

    I decided to postpone
    My graduate school
    For one year

    Got a deferred admission
    And joined the woman
    Of my dreams

    Thinking back
    I had no real choice
    But I chose to walk
    The path of life
    With my dream girl

    And that has made
    All the difference
    In the world

    April 2—voila! (remember something in a short lyric burst) drew drop-in writing com

    I will always remember that date
    In 1982 I meet my fate
    When the love of my life
    Walked out of my dreams
    Becoming my wife

    Writer’s digest

    For today’s prompt, I want you to answer the question, “what does the future hold?” then, make your answer the title of your poem and write your poem. Your answer could a general idea about the future like “robots will rule the world” or more personal things like “veggie pizza and sweet tea.” even if it’s not in your title, I’m hopeful the future holds a lot more poeming.

    The future is here

    The future is here
    They say we live in an SF world
    Everyday SF stories become real

    AI proliferating
    Robots cooks, robot workers,
    Soon robot maids, robot drivers

    Yet our politics
    Fighting the battles
    Of the past

    With the challenges
    Of the future
    Overwhelming us all

    Where it ends
    My friends are anyone guest
    All I have are questions

    Will the promise
    Of technological marvels
    Benefiting us all come to past

    Or will it lead to a world
    Where the powerful
    Control the technology

    Will a real ai be a god-like figure
    Will humanity become nothing
    But slaves to the AI supermind

    That may be the future
    Coming at us
    The future is here

    I don’t know
    Whether to fear
    The future or embrace it

    Author notes

    My April 1 to April 5th poems available on my blog,  https://theworldaccordingtocosmos and as a podcast on Spotify

    April 1 to 6th Poems

    by Jake Aller on April 7, 2021.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Every Day I Turn on My Computer

    Every day I turn
    On my computer
    And pray
    That everything will work right

    Usually, I encounter numerous errors
    Non-response errors
    Spinning blue balls
    Computer thinking
    How can I mess
    With my master head errors

    Refusing
    To open documents
    Mysterious haiku-like error messages
    That makes sense only to computer geeks
    From the planet Mars

    Saying the file is open
    And blocked for use
    By the administrator

    But I am the
    Damn administrator!
    And I did not block the document

    Or can’t open the document
    Due to a dialogue box

    Close the dialogue box
    To proceed
    But there is no dialogue box
    Just more lies
    From my computer

    Designed to drive me
    Quite mad

    So sad
    So bad
    Want to shoot my computer
    Put it out of its mystery

    Joining the other five dead
    Computers in my house

    Am I a computer serial killer?
    Perhaps that is why
    Do they refuse to work for me?
    Are they afraid of me?

    Sometimes they say
    They can’t find the document
    Which just kicked me out of
    Five minutes ago

    Or the computer says
    It can’t save a document
    With the name of an open document

    But just saved the open document
    Under the same name
    Five minutes ago

    Usually
    After half an hour
    These errors recede

    But I often have to reboot
    The computer
    Giving it the old kick up the head
    Of a stubborn mule treatment
    Before it gets to the point
    And gets to work

    To give Microsoft some credit
    These errors are less frequent

    Down to 40% of the time
    When I first open a document
    Down from 90% error rates
    Success in a way

    I complained to Microsoft
    Sent them a nice frown message
    But I would be shocked
    If they ever respond

    Just not something
    That they would do
    Part of their “superior”
    Listen to their customer
    Friendly service
    No doubt

    Begin poems

    Friday, April 2

    For posting

    “Poetry Superhighway Prompt” Prompt

    Pick an object where you live and write a poem in the voice of that object describing how they spent this last year, during the pandemic.  Think about “what I did last summer” type of essays you may have written in school.  How did the events of the past year impact this object?  Are there any aspects of the past year that the object particularly liked or disliked, and if so why?  What does the object think about you, and your behavior over the past year?  Feel free to use humor.

    Coffee Pot Blues

    The coffee pot sighed
    He was getting so tired
    Of the whole COVID thing

    Every morning his master
    Would make himself two cups of coffee
    Using him to make the coffee

    The worst thing about this covid thing
    It keeps them home
    For almost one and half years

    He wanted them to just leave
    So, he could have
    Some peace

    And not have to work
    Every damn day
    As their mechanical slave

    But did they ask for his opinion
    They most certainly not
    Much to his dismay

    (click here to check out all the 2021 April prompts.)
    For today’s prompt, write an introductory poem. Introduce yourself, introduce a friend, or introduce a stranger. If you don’t wish to introduce yourself, consider writing a persona poem (a poem in which you write from someone else’s point of view like Emily Dickinson or a bumblebee). Of course, you could also introduce a problem, solution, or just a situation. Have fun with it!
    Remember: these prompts are springboards to creativity. Use them to expand your possibilities, not limit them.

    Who Is Jake Cosmos Aller?

    Who is Jake Cosmos Aller?
    You asked me
    Who am I?
    And thanks for asking me

    I am Jake Cosmos Aller
    The only one
    65 years old
    Retired from the government service
    Living in Korea
    Grew up in Berkeley, California
    Lived all over the world
    Did so many things
    And now I am a published writer

    But what is more important
    Is this
    When I was a young man
    I met and married
    The girl of my dreams
    She walked out of my dreams
    Into my life almost 40 years ago

    That was the date
    I met my fate
    And started my life
    With the love of my life
    Who became my wife?

    In the end
    That is all that matters
    My friends.

    folly in rhyme (some kind of folly in some kind of rhyme, subtle or overt)

    Good Golly, Miss Molly

    Good golly,
    Miss molly
    What a bit of folly
    Let’s be jolly
    Have a red hot tamale

    “NaPoWrMo” Prompt

    And without further ado, our daily prompt (optional, as always)! Sometimes, writing poetry is a matter of getting outside of your head, and learning to see the world in a new way. To an extent, you have to “derange” yourself – make the world strange and see it as a stranger might. To help you do that, I’d like to challenge you to write a poem inspired by this animated version of “seductive fantasy” by Sun Ra and his Orchestra. If you don’t feel after watching it a little bit like the top of your head’s been taken off, and your thoughts are given a good stir – well, maybe you are already living in a state of heightened poetic awareness!

    Sam Adams Woke Up Dead

    Sam Adams woke up dead
    He had met a strange man
    In a strange bar, in a strange land

    The man told him
    Beware, today is the date
    You will meet your fate

    Sam Adams drank too much
    Twenty drinks too sober
    Drank until he died

    Found himself in a huge room
    With hundreds of people milling about
    The hangover from h … pounding his head

    Sam Adams groans,
    Shouting out
    Where am I?

    “In limbo, my friend, in limbo”
    Growled Mr. GR, the grim reaper
    Dressed in a sharp, expensive, tailored black suit
    Wearing cool sunglasses

    State your name
    Sam Adams
    Hmm

    Oh, there may be a mistake
    But what the hey,
    The records are never fake

    Not yet the date
    For you to meet your fate
    Go back to your mate

    He found himself
    Home with his wife
    The love of his long life

    Wondering until late
    If it had happened?
    What was his fate?

    He asked her
    Did I go out last night?
    What, no you’ve been here

    He explained what had happened
    She said it was just a bad dream
    Covid fears had kept them home

    The phone rang
    It was the man from the bar
    Did you have an interesting night?

    Oh well, Mr. GR comes for us all
    Soon you will meet your fate
    But not on this date

    The White Rabbit Beckons Sam Adams – “NaPoWrMo Prompt”

    One morning
    After a night of drinking
    And drug binging

    Sam Adams woke up
    Went for a walk
    To clear his pounding head

    He saw a white rabbit
    Who said to Sam?

    ” Join me Good, Sir
    And we will go
    On a journey
    Of your life

    Follow me down
    The rabbit holes
    Of life

    Take this first he said
    It will cure your hangover
    And allow you to enter
    An alternative reality”

    Sam took the pill
    Washed it down
    With a beer
    And disappeared
    Into wonderland
    Never to be seen again

    Saturday, April 2, 2021

    ‘Writer’s Digest Prompt” to write a “Communication” Poem

    In this day of social distancing
    We all have thousands
    Of virtual friends
    Fb friends, social media fans
    Zoom buddies and the like

    But few people
    Have real old fashioned friends

    And in the new social distancing world
    Meeting people the old fashioned way
    Is becoming rarer and rarer

    As people develop their virtual friends
    Real live friends are fewer and fewer

    We are so hyper-connected
    Yet many people are so alone
    In their hearts

    Starting at their smartphones
    Connecting but not connecting

    “Writing com Dew Drop Inn” Prompt, Surprise/haiku

    Cats they offer us
    plenty of things to ponder
    we post videos

    “NaPoWrMo” prompt cross-post writer digest April 4th!

    Personal universe deck
    (Michael McClure)
    Your universe exemplified in 100 words.
    Rules:
    These words are to exemplify your past, present, and (ideally) your future.
    The words must sound good together, even beautiful, to you.
    Your good side and bad side must be reflected.
    You can make up a word or two if you have feelings that current words can’t express.
    Use concrete words.
    Words should be root words, no words ending in “ing,” “ly” or “yes.” No plural words. Reduce words to their most concrete, original, basic grammatical structure.
    Use specific words, not categories. Beef instead of meat. Lily instead of the flower.
    Divide 80 of the 100 words evenly among sight, sound, taste, touch, and smell, sixteen each. (to achieve derangement of the senses, of which Rimbaud spoke.)
    Use free association to determine the words.
    Use ten words of movement. Again, no “ing” words.
    Select the words in isolation, preferably alone, with no distractions, in candlelight. Approximate a meditative state. Even the cat must not bother you.
    One or two words will be parts of the body. It does not have to be your body. It can be the body of a mother or lover.
    Include some words for personal heroes or sheroes, places in the universe, invented words, times of night or day, symbolic signs like astrological signs, totemic animals, birds, and plants, and only one abstraction. What is the most significant abstraction in your life? You should not brood on it; you should possibly take the first answer that comes into your head. Patriotism, prayer, and thriftiness are three examples.
    If the deck is done correctly, you will get a little high from it.
    Get at least 50 three-by-five index cards.
    Write each word in big letters on one side of each card. Each side of each of the fifty cards should end up with a word.
    Use the cards to play games, make conversations, tell jokes, make poems.

    Comment:  100 words were too much to deal with, so I chose 50 words.  I did not have index cards, so I did it on my computer.  Here is my result.  It was an interesting project.  End Comment
    Sight

    Light
    Dark

    Dim
    Bright

    Sun
    Moon

    Red
    Blue

    Sounds

    Loud
    Soft

    Shout
    Whispers

    Talk
    Noise

    Ring
    Yell

    Taste

    Sweet
    Sour

    Bitter
    Medicine

    Coffee
    Tea

    Beef
    Chicken

    Smell

    Fragrance
    Rose

    Lavender
    Mint

    Garlic
    Butter

    Eggs
    Fish

    Movement

    Run
    Walk

    Stretch
    Yoga

    Stand
    Sit

    Fly
    Swim

    Heroes

    Superman

    Places in the cosmos

    Mars

    Invented word

    Scumbagary

    Totemic animals

    Wolf

    Astrological sign

    Scorpio

    Time of day

    dawn

    Bird

    Parakeet

    Plant

    Peppermint

    Abstract word

    Love

    Superman on Mars Poem

    Superman one day
    In the early dawn
    Dismayed by the scumbagery
    Of the people of the earth

    Decided to fly to mars
    He took with him
    Super wolf

    And super parakeet
    His pets from krypton

    It was his birthday
    He was a Scorpio

    He set up camp
    Drank peppermint tea
    And contemplated
    The power of love

    Thinking of Lois lane
    And the humans
    He had learned to love

    Cat people cross-post weather poem “Writing com Dew Drop Inn” April 4th prompt

    The cat peoples
    Go out in bad weather
    To make sure
    That the wild cats
    Are fed and taken care of

    The cats respond
    With love and affection
    Stepping out of the cold rain

    April 3, 2021: “Poetry Superhighway Prompt”

    Write a mirror/selfie poem. See “mirror” by Sylvia Plath.
    If you write a poem from this prompt, post it as a comment underneath the prompt in the “Poetry Superhighway Prompt” ‘Facebook” group.
    #napowrimo #poetry

    Our homophone sets this week are:
    Err -to make a mistake
    Heir – one who will inherit
    and
    Base – the bottom support for anything
    Bass – the lowest musical pitch or range

    In my life
    I have many a number
    Of errors

    I was heir
    To a rich family tradition
    Prominent father
    Unique one of a kind mother

    The biggest error I made
    Was to not get into politics
    I had a base of sorts
    In Berkeley, my hometown

    But I never did

    The other error
    Was that I never could sing
    Carry a tune

    I was a bass singer
    Growling howling wolf
    Kind of voice

    But “Oberlin Conservatory”
    Had a requirement
    That all musicians
    Could sing and keep
    A tune

    Because I made an error
    In that simple task
    I failed my first year
    Of college

    Cat people cross-post weather poem “Writing com Dew Drop Inn” April 4th prompt

    The cat peoples
    Go out in bad weather
    To make sure
    That the wild cats
    Are fed and taken care of

    The cats respond
    With love and affection
    Stepping out of the cold rain

    “NaPoWrMo” prompt

    And last but not least, our daily optional prompt. Poetry often takes us to strange places – to feelings and actions that are hard to express except through the medium of a poem. To the “liminal,” in other words – a place or sensation that exists at or on both sides of a boundary or threshold, neither one thing nor the other, but something betwixt and between.
    In honor of the always-becoming nature of poetry, I challenge you today to select a photograph from the perpetually disconcerting @spaceliminalbot and write a poem inspired by one of these odd, in-transition spaces. Will you pick the empty mall food court? The vending machine near the back entrance to the high school gym? The swimming pool at what seems to be M.Sc. Escher’s alpine retreat? No matter what neglected or eerie space you choose, I hope its oddness tugs at the place in your mind and heart where poems are made.

    Little Houses on The Hill-Side

    Little houses
    On the hill-side
    Filled with lonely people
    Lost in their virtual world

    Connecting with millions
    Of virtual friends around the world
    Ignoring the people
    Right down the street

    Everyone lost in cyberspace
    While all around them
    People are lonely, hurting
    And need real people
    But no one cares

    Everyone stays at home
    Turning out the chaos outside

    April 4

    “NaPoWrMo” prompt prompt

    And now, for today’s (optional) prompt. In the world of well-known poems, maybe there’s no gem quite so hoary as Robert frost’s “the road not taken.” Today, I’d like to challenge you to write a poem about your road not taken – about a choice of yours that has “made all the difference,” and what might have happened had you made a different choice.

    Falling in love with my dream woman

    When I was a young man
    I dreamt of meeting a woman
    For eight years she haunted my dreams

    Then I met her in Korea
    Where I was teaching
    For the U.S. Army
    After finishing the peace corps

    I had a choice
    Follow my heart
    Seize the moment
    Be with her

    Or leave Korea
    Within a month
    To go to graduate school

    I decided to postpone
    My graduate school
    For one year

    Got a deferred admission
    And joined the woman
    Of my dreams

    Thinking back
    I had no real choice
    But to choose to walk
    The path of life
    With my dream girl

    And that has made
    All the difference
    In the world

    “Writer’s Digest”

    For today’s prompt, I want you to answer the question, “what does the future hold?” then, make your answer the title of your poem and write your poem. Your answer could a general idea about the future like “robots will rule the world” or more personal things like “veggie pizza and sweet tea.” even if it’s not in your title, I’m hopeful the future holds a lot more poeming.

    The future is here

    The future is here
    They say we live in an sf world
    Everyday sf stories become real

    Ai proliferating
    Robots cooks, robot workers,
    Soon robot maids, robot drivers

    Yet our politics
    Fighting the battles
    Of the past

    With the challenges
    Of the future
    Overwhelming us all

    Where it ends
    My friends are anyone guess
    All I have is questions

    Will the promise
    Of technological marvels
    Benefiting us all come to past

    Or will it lead to a world
    Where the powerful
    Control the technology

    Will a real ai be a god-like figure
    Will humanity become nothing
    But slaves to the ai supermini

    That may be the future
    Coming at us
    The future is here

    I don’t know
    Whether to fear
    The future or embrace it

    April 5

    “Poetry Superhighway Prompt” Imagine you have made your life in another country. What excited you most? Which aspect of that new life was the most difficult to conquer?

    Life as A Retired Ex-Pat in Korea

    Korea has become a second home
    For me
    I have in-laws
    And some old friends

    It is a tough place
    For foreigners
    I will always be an outsider

    The language is hard
    I still struggle daily

    But it is an interesting dynamic place
    The food is mostly outstanding
    And I am now addicted to k drama
    And my daily kimchi fix

    There were a lot of things to do
    Before the covid nightmare
    Let to a partial shut down

    in the end, I feel safer here
    Then in the gun-crazed,
    At times violent

    Covid pandemic
    Spreading America
    I still love in my heart,

    but for now
    I am here
    In my second home

    April 6th

    “Pensively Prompt ‘cross-post PSH prompt

    They say smell triggers memories better than any other sense. But sometimes you’ll hear a song that brings you back to your teenage years or see a park that reminds you of your childhood.
    THIS WEEK’S CHALLENGE: Choose either sight, sound, or smell, and write a memory it triggers in you.

    Driving the World in My Lexus

    We have had a Lexus
    For several years
    A black ES350
    We bought it at an auction

    Drove all over the world
    In that car
    With my lovely wife
    By my side

    Drove across Spain
    Drove across the country
    10 thousand miles
    31 states

    Drove around Korea
    Where we now live

    I love my Lexus
    But more importantly
    Love my wife
    The love of my life

    She is always there
    Everywhere we go
    In this wide world

    The First Time I Saw Her “Writers Digest”

    Happy Monday! Let’s put the pedal to the metal and keep poeming.
    (click here to check out all the 2021 April prompts.)
    For today’s prompt, take the phrase “the first (blank),” replace the blank with a word or phrase, make the new phrase the title of your poem, and then, write your poem. Possible titles include: “the first kiss,” “the first day of the month,” and/or “the first time I rode a bike” (which, by the way, ended with me in a fence because we didn’t cover how to brake).

    The First Time I Saw Her

    When did I first see my wife?
    The love of my life
    When did we meet?

    Was it when I first dreamt?
    Of her in 1974?
    Was it when she walked?
    Off a bus into my life
    In 1982?

    Does it matter
    When I first saw her?

    I knew I had met my fate
    On that date
    Later she became my mate

    “NaPoWrMo” prompt alone

    This prompt challenges you to find a poem, and then write a new poem that has the shape of the original, and in which every line starts with the first letter of the corresponding line in the original poem. If I used Roethke’s poem as my model, for example, the first line would start with “I,” the second line with “w,” and the third line with “a.” And I would try to make all my lines neither super-short nor overlong but have about ten syllables. I would also have my poem take the form of four, seven-line stanzas. I have found this prompt particularly inspiring when I use a base poem that mixes long and short lines, or stanzas of different lengths. Any poem will do as a jumping-off point, but if you’re having trouble finding one, perhaps you might consider Mary’s stylist’s “we think we do not have medieval eyes” or for something shorter, Natalie Shapiro’s “Pennsylvania.”

    No Longer Alone from the First Moment

    From the first moment
    At that date
    At that place
    Met my fate
    Fate intervened in my wife
    Meeting her changed my life
    All of it

    That was the date
    On which I met my fate
    The mystery which binds me still—
    From that moment forward
    From that date forever
    From then to now
    We have been together
    Onward we fall in love

    Alone based on Edgar Allen Poe’s Alone

    From childhood’s hour, I have not been
    As others were—I have not seen
    As others saw—I could not bring
    My passions from a common spring—
    From the same source, I have not taken
    My sorrow—I could not awaken
    My heart to joy at the same tone—
    And all I loved—I loved alone—
    Then—in my childhood—in the dawn
    Of a most stormy life—was drawn
    From every depth of good and ill
    The mystery which binds me still—
    From the torrent, or the fountain—
    From the red cliff of the mountain—
    From the sun that ‘round me roll’s
    In its autumn tint of gold—
    From the lightning in the sky
    As it passed me flying by—
    From the thunder, and the storm—
    And the cloud that took the form
    (When the rest of Heaven was blue)
    Of a demon in my view—

    Source: https://www.familyfriendpoems.com/poem/alone-by-edgar-allan-poe

    “Writing com Dew Drop-In” “- April 5—Potential Mistake

    There have been many times
    In my life
    When I think back
    On the past
    Thinking that was a mistake
    Or a potential mistake
    If I had gone another path
    But in the end
    It does matter
    The past is the past
    The future is not yet here
    All we have is today
    We should find
    Love and happiness
    It is all around us
    Waiting for us
    To discover

    April 6th Command or Challenge “Writing com Dew Drop in Prompt

    The Challenge of Being Me

    I have had many challenges
    In my life
    It is not easy being me
    For you see
    I am a rather unique person
    I see things my way
    And well the challenge
    Has always been
    How to navigate my way
    Through the world
    Keeping to my unique vision
    Of the way, things ought to be

    The One Thing I Would Never Change Writer Digest Change, Don’t Change Poem Prompt

    If I could go back in time
    And change the past
    Knowing what I know now
    There are many things I would change

    But there is one thing I would not have changed
    Being in Korea in September 1982
    When I met my wife

    For you see
    I had been dreaming
    Of meeting her

    Since that fateful day
    I first fell in love
    With her in my dreams
    In 1974

    So, I had a date
    With fate
    When she came to me
    And became my mate

    The Poetry of the visa Line  Poetry Superhighway Prompt

    This poetry writing prompt submitted by Prasanna Surakanti:
    “Use poetry to merge creativity and content.” – Kenny White.
    This year, I have seen examples where data science, C++ programming language have been expressed in poetry. Which area of your expertise could you express in poetry?
    Examples –
    https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GLv624w1U14
    https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Zx_Tjp9WIII&t=470s
    If you write a poem from this prompt, post it as a comment underneath the prompt in the Poetry Superhighway Facebook Group.
    #napowrimo #poetry
    Poems from the Visa Line

    I worked for many years
    As a diplomat

    All over the world
    I roamed
    Representing the U.S.G

    Along the way
    It inspired some poetry
    Some published
    Some not

    Being a visa officer
    Was always something
    That was soul-draining

    So difficult
    That it would be hard
    To see the beauty
    In it

    But I found moments
    In which I saw
    Some poetic gems

    After all, I spent hours
    Every day
    Listening to hundreds
    Of stories

    Some of the truth
    Some of them not

    Most were quite interesting
    But I had two minutes
    To decide and move on

    Now that I am retired
    Perhaps I will write
    Some more poetry
    From the visa line

    April 6—issue a command or a challenge

    Only One Command in Life

    There is only one command
    In this lonely life
    To be true
    To my self

    To follow one’s dreams

    To seize the future
    To go boldly
    In the future

    As long as I have
    The love of my life
    By my side
    I can achieve my dreams

    I can be
    In the end, an improved me

    Dream 1540 Pensively

    Women contemplating post covid travel

    A woman is contemplating
    Where to go
    Now that the Covid pandemic is ending
    She has her passport out
    Her list of places to go
    Things to do
    Her bucket lists

    She sits down
    Drinks a cup of tea
    And starts her plans
    The world is waiting
    For her to explore

    Dream 1541 Pensively

    Sam Adams had his nightmares
    Magnified under the influence
    when he tried Opium
    Elastic wild feelings
    Axel of happiness
    Trespassing his fears
    hungry filling his Palate
    Sensual moods overwhelm him
    for Months he was in a haze
    Caprice filling his mind
    Cascading images
    Gorgeous feelings
    wild Gestures everywhere

    Dream 1543 Dew Drop-In

    Mythical animal – conversation with bigfoot

    Dream 1542  Pensively

    While drinking coffee
    In his camp
    Deep in the woods
    In the Trinity Alps wilderness
    snuggled in his tent
    rolled in his sleeping bag
    Sam Adams had the encounter
    That changed his life

    He heard a noise
    Went outside
    And saw five bigfoots standing there
    They told him
    In his head
    They had a message
    For humanity
    He could videotape them
    They would speak slowly
    They could speak
    But preferred mind to mind talk

    The bigfoot was here
    They wanted to re-join
    The rest of humanity
    They were what

    Humans called cathedrals
    They lived deep in the woods
    All over the world
    Perhaps 10, 000 were alive
    Two of them will go out
    With him
    They would hold a press conference
    And appoint Sam Adams
    As their ambassador

    Sam grinned
    Thinking he could make so much money
    Bigfoot said
    Not so fast
    We will pay you in hidden gold
    But you have to promise
    Not to betray us

    Deal
    Sam smiled
    Yeah, you got a deal

    NaPoWrMo

    Pick a line from a book and write a poem based on that line

    It is true I am a Madman!

    TRUE! —nervous—very, very dreadfully
    nervous I had been and am but why will you
    say that I am mad?

    From the Tell-Tale Heart

    Yes, I am a nervous wreck
    Ever since that day
    When I went for a run
    Almost died when I fell
    And had 14 operations
    Battling a mutant staph infection
    That almost killed me

    And yes, I am still mad
    In a way
    Madly in love
    With the love of my life
    To that crime
    I gladly confess

    The One Thing I Would Never Change Writer Digest Change, Don’t Change Poem Prompt

    If I could go back in time
    And change the past
    Knowing what I know now
    There are many things I would change

    But there is one thing I would not have changed
    Being in Korea in September 1982
    When I met my wife

    For you see
    I had been dreaming
    Of meeting her

    Since that fateful day
    I first fell in love
    With her in my dreams
    In 1974

    So, I had a date
    With fate
    When she came to me
    And became my mate

    April 7—a poem inspired by a mythical monster or contemporary cryptid

    https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/cryptozoology
    https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/list_of_cryptids

    April 6—issue a command or a challenge

    Only One Command in Life

    There is only one command
    In this lonely life
    To be true
    To my self

    To follow one’s dreams

    To seize the future
    To go boldly
    In the future

    As long as I have
    The love of my life
    By my side
    I can achieve my dreams

    I can be
    In the end, an improved me

    It is true I am a Madman!  -Pick a line from a book and write a poem based on that line NaPoWrMo

    The One Thing I Would Never Change Writer Digest Change, Don’t Change Poem Prompt

    The Poetry of the visa Line  Poetry Superhighway Prompt

    The Poetry of the visa Line  Poetry Superhighway Prompt

    This poetry writing prompt submitted by Prasanna Surakanti:
    “Use poetry to merge creativity and content.” – Kenny White.
    This year, I have seen examples where data science, C++ programming language have been expressed in poetry. Which area of your expertise could you express in poetry?
    Examples –
    https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GLv624w1U14
    https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Zx_Tjp9WIII&t=470s
    If you write a poem from this prompt, post it as a comment underneath the prompt in the Poetry Superhighway Facebook Group.
    #napowrimo #poetry
    Poems from the Visa Line

    I worked for many years
    As a diplomat

    All over the world
    I roamed
    Representing the U.S.G

    Along the way
    It inspired some poetry
    Some published
    Some not

    Being a visa officer
    Was always something
    That was soul-draining

    So difficult
    That it would be hard
    To see the beauty
    In it

    But I found moments
    In which I saw
    Some poetic gems

    After all, I spent hours
    Every day
    Listening to hundreds
    Of stories

    Some of the truth
    Some of them not

    Most were quite interesting
    But I had two minutes
    To decide and move on

    Now that I am retired
    Perhaps I will write
    Some more poetry
    From the visa line

    Conversation with Bigfoot  -a poem inspired by a mythical monster or contemporary cryptid

    https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/cryptozoology
    https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/list_of_cryptids

    Mythical animal – conversation with bigfoot

    While drinking coffee
    In his camp
    Deep in the woods
    In the Trinity Alps wilderness
    snuggled in his tent
    rolled in his sleeping bag
    Sam Adams had the encounter
    That changed his life

    He heard a noise
    Went outside
    And saw five bigfoots standing there
    They told him
    In his head
    They had a message
    For humanity
    He could videotape them
    They would speak slowly
    They could speak
    But preferred mind to mind talk

    The bigfoot was here
    They wanted to re-join
    The rest of humanity
    They were what was neanderthals

    Humans called cathedrals
    They lived deep in the woods
    All over the world
    Perhaps 10, 000 were alive
    Two of them will go out
    With him
    They would hold a press conference
    And appoint Sam Adams
    As their ambassador

    Sam grinned
    Thinking he could make so much money
    Bigfoot said
    Not so fast
    We will pay you in hidden gold
    But you have to promise
    Not to betray us

    Deal
    Sam smiled
    Yeah, you got a deal

    Author notes

    poems for April 1 to April 6th also on my web page and soon to be a podcast

    as the winter ends

    by Jake Aller on March 11, 2021.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    As the Winter Ends
    As the winter ends
    I go outside in the snow
    Cold heart filled with love

    Drinking in Hell

    by Jake Aller on March 11, 2021.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Drinking in Hell

    Late one Saturday night
    On the end of a booze binge
    Sam Adams

    Found himself
    In a bar in the dark side
    Of Bangkok

    At 04 hour hours
    Contemplating life
    And death

    Looking at the naked ladies
    Dancing up a storm
    With an devilish attitude
    That could kill an elephant
    In heat

    Sam turned to his companions
    Johnny Walker, Jim Beam
    Jack Daniels, Old Grand Dad
    Evan Williams and the wild turkey guy
    Ordered another round
    One bourbon, one scotch and one beer
    Drank in all down

    Woke up a few hours later
    In the same bar
    But he was now in hell
    Having drank himself
    To death that night

    He stood up
    Ordered another beer
    And talked to the naked devil

    The sexiest woman
    He had ever met

    He said
    Well now I am in hell
    what the hell
    am I to do?

    She smiled, said in hell
    You can do whatever you want
    But there is always a price
    You’ll see she smiled

    Bewitching him
    Seducing him
    He became a banshee

    Howling at the moon
    As the wild things
    Came out
    To cheer him on

    He sat down
    In 666 Hell’s bar
    And ordered another drink

    Nothing else to do
    But drink his way
    Until the end of time

    Author notes

    what happens if you drink too much in Bangkok

    Wild Things Run Amuck

    by Jake Aller on March 11, 2021.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Wild Things Run Amuck

    At o dark hundred
    The witching hour
    The wild things
    Come to me

    They descend on my bed
    Haunting my nightmares
    Chasing me down
    The rabbit hole of insanity

    Taking me on the ultimate bad trip
    These banshees, demons, fiends,
    goblins, hell hounds,
    Wild things running amuck

    Until the dawning sun
    And my wife’s love
    Drives them back to their hell holes
    From when they came

    Author notes

    from a recent nightmare

    [ Dear Republicans in Congress – What Is Wrong with You? Open Letter ]

    by Jake Aller on March 11, 2021.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Dear Republicans in Congress – What Is Wrong with You? Open Letter

    Dear republicans
    What the hell is wrong with you people?
    I mean seriously, what is wrong with you?

    Hours after a mob inspired by the president
    Storms the capitol
    Looking to hurt you
    All of you

    In an assault on democracy
    In scenes out of the beginnings
    Of the Nazi era

    What do you do?
    What do you say?
    Do you condemn the attack?

    Do you condemn the president?
    And vote to kick his sorry ass
    Out of power?

    No, you don’t
    You cowards

    This was one mob
    You found a way to excuse.
    Even as scores
    Of President Trump’s MAGA mob
    Usually, unfailing loyalists

    Some of you did tepidly
    Condemned him for moving too slowly
    To call off the swarm of demonstrators
    That stormed and ransacked the capital,

    Many of you still
    Could not bring yourselves
    To fault the man, your dear leader

    His surreal and frightening
    Attack carried out
    By a rabid bloodthirsty mob
    He had just urged to “fight like hell.”

    The rabid crazed mob
    Was out for blood tonight
    Your blood

    Screaming “Hang Mike Pence”
    “Stop the Steal”
    Where’s Nancy?

    You downplayed the violence
    As acts of desperation by people
    Who felt lied to by the corrupt fake news media?
    And ignored by their elected representatives.
    That means you too you know

    You deflected with false equivalencies
    About the democratic party’s
    Embrace the Black Lives Matter movement.
    Saying it was all Nancy’s fault

    Some of you even tried
    To dispute the fact
    That the Trump supporter
    Wearing red MAGA gear
    Were the perpetrators,

    Suggesting that far-left activist
    Had infiltrated the crowd
    And posed as fans of the president.

    To any insincere, fake DC ‘patriots’ used as plants —
    You will be found out,”
    wrote Sarah Palin,
    Who demanded that the media?
    Look into the allegiances of the people
    Who smashed their way into the capital?

    Responses like these —
    Full of misdirection, denial, and specious comparisons —
    Sounded almost like typical fare coming from stalwart defenders
    Of a president who considers
    Admitting fault to be a sign of weakness.

    That they persisted in the face of such
    An extraordinary and unsettling strike
    On the seat of the American government
    Is a sign of how premature
    It may be to conclude
    That Mr. Trump’s iron grip on his followers
    Is fading away any time soon

    Before Donald Trump’s MAGA army
    Stormed a session of congress
    Last Wednesday with plans to take hostages,
    The president himself whipped them into a frenzy.

    Some will argue the 45th president
    Did not directly incite the siege
    At the U.S. Capitol in Washington DC

    But a close look at his remarks —
    Both immediately preceding the attack
    And during his four years in office —
    Suggests he very carefully
    Guided his fanatical followers
    Towards unlawful acts
    That resulted in the deaths of five people
    And saw him impeached a second time

    Republicans how can you defend
    The president anymore?
    How can you defend
    The undefendable?

    What is wrong with you people?

    That is what we all want to know
    Please explain to us all
    Have you no decency?
    Have you no compassion?
    Have you no common sense?
    Have you no soul?
    Have you all
    Lost your collective minds?
    Are you no longer followers of Jesus?

    How can you still vote?
    To not impeach him.

    And send his sorry ass
    Off to retirement
    Never to run for office

    Until the day
    He meets his creator
    And pays for his crimes

    The Rising Storm of Sedition Overwhelms Us All

    by Jake Aller on March 11, 2021.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    The Rising Storm of Sedition Overwhelms Us All

    A rising storm of sedition and treason
    Neo-Nazi white supremacist fascism
    Threatens to overwhelm us all
    As the alt. Right-wing forces

    Complicit in treason
    Committed sedition
    Live in living color
    The revolution was televised

    A failure of law enforcement
    And politics as well

    As the craven proud boys
    The oath keepers, the 3 percenters
    The boogaloo Bois
    in their finest Hawaiian shirts

    and all the other assorted
    Alt-right kooks,
    maniacs run amuck
    They do not hide anymore

    Screaming fraud
    Trying to foment civil war

    Storming the capital
    On instructions from their hero

    The craven president
    Hides out

    Watching the carnage
    That he unleashed
    Descend on the capitol

    As the hangover
    From the Trump years
    And 2020 fade away
    Into a past
    Best forgotten

    Author notes

    my comments on 1/6

    The Corona Ghosts Stage a” Death-In Protest” at the National Mall

    by Jake Aller on March 11, 2021.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    The Corona Ghosts Stage a” Death-In Protest” at the National Mall

    Joseph Smith, the leader of the corona ghosts union
    Was furious as only a dead ghost can be
    When he read the latest presidential tweet

    And read the numerous right-wing news accounts
    All claiming that the number of corona deaths
    Was exaggerated or faked.

    The president tweeted,

    “The number of cases
    And deaths of the china virus
    Is far exaggerated
    in the United States

    Because of @CDCGOV’s
    Ridiculous method of determination

    Compared to other countries,
    Many of whom report,
    purposely, very inaccurately, and low.

    “‘when in doubt,
    Call it COVID.’ fake news!”,

    Dr. Fauci in response tweeted,

    “There’s no running
    Away from the numbers”,
    Fauci said in an interview

    “It’s something that we got to grasp
    And get our arms around

    And turn that inflection down
    By very intensive adherence
    To the public health measures,

    Uniformly, throughout the country,
    with no exception.”

    Mr. Smith called together the union leadership

    My brother and sister corona ghosts
    We must make a statement to those political leaders
    Who denies the reality of our deaths?
    Tarnishing our memories
    Our deaths will not be in vain
    Our deaths must mean something
    Our names must not be forgotten

    Here is what we are going to do
    Tomorrow at 0 dark hundred hour
    At the stroke of midnight
    The bewitching hour

    We will all reassemble as dead bodies
    Piled high on the national mall
    In front of the Washington monument
    Across from the White House
    Down the street from Capitol
    And Trump Hotel

    And we will play a video showing
    The names, gender, city, state, and occupation
    And the date of our deaths
    On a giant jumbotron TV

    With the following message
    Scrolling at the bottom of the screen

    Dear political leaders
    We are the dead

    We are the corona ghosts
    We lived, we died
    Due to your gross negligence
    Incompetence, ignorance
    Denial of science
    And yes, cynical malice

    Starting today at midnight
    Every day, we will assemble
    The American dead here

    The dead of other countries will assemble
    In front of their national government offices

    And we will stare
    At you with our dead soulless eyes

    And we will play for you
    A video showing

    The names, gender, city, state, occupation
    Age, date of death of the dead
    On a giant jumbotron TV
    In front of the dead bodies
    With a live dead zombie corona ghost orchestra
    Playing somber funeral music

    You can clear out the bodies
    But at midnight, we will be back
    With that day’s fresh dead joining us

    We are the corona ghosts
    And we are good at haunting people
    It is just what we do

    It is a supernatural thing
    You would not understand
    Unless you are dead

    And unfortunately
    Since many of you
    Still deny our existence

    Still do not wear masks
    Many will join us soon

    We will stop our haunting
    Only when the pandemic ends

    Or your leaders come to us
    And apologize to us
    And read out our names
    Just say our names

    Recognize our sacrifice
    That we did not die in vain

    That our deaths must mean something
    And you will never forget our names
    That is all we ask our leaders

    500, 000 freshly dead bodies appeared
    Piled high up on the mall
    With the jumbotron video screen
    Naming their names, ages
    City, state, and occupation

    And the union’s message
    Scrolling at the bottom of the screen

    The president, the vice president, the cabinet members
    And the leaders of the house
    The senate, the CIA, the pentagon
    And park police

    CNN, Fox, BBC, MSNBC,
    Local media
    Washington Post, Guardian
    World media outlets

    And millions of people worldwide
    All watched the news

    Worldwide similar messages
    Appeared with the dead bodies
    Piling up in front of government buildings

    With millions seeing them, hearing their voices
    And smelling their dead bodies

    The president demanded
    That the bodies be removed

    Swore it was a plot
    By the democrats
    And the fake media

    The next night at 0 dark hundred hours
    As promised by the corona ghosts

    503, 000 bodies
    3, 000 more dead bodies
    Piled up

    Smelling up the entire mall
    With their foul fresh
    Green death smell

    With the same sign
    The same recording

    But with a postscript

    Day two 503, 300 dead Americans
    5 million dead worldwide
    3, 300 dead Americans since yesterday
    7, 000 dead worldwide since yesterday

    We are waiting for your apology
    Joe Smith
    President of the Corona Ghost Union, International

    Author notes

    Two characters in my recent dream/nightmare poems are Joseph Smith the President of the Corona Ghost union, and General Corona who is leading the coronavirus bot army

    Love Tetractys

    by Jake Aller on March 11, 2021.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    love
    my dreams
    I met her
    she came to me
    one day she walked off a bus into life
    On that date, I surely met my fate
    I stared at her
    she smiled
    filled with
    love

    Author notes

    Love  Tetractys form from writing com

    Life Is One Rich Tapestry

    by Jake Aller on March 11, 2021.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Life is one rich tapestry,
    but for some,
    there is no pattern to follow.

    There is only one thing
    That I know to be true
    That I found the love
    Of my life
    When she walked out of a dream
    Became my wife

    On that date
    I surely met my fate

    Author notes

    follow the path of your true love

    Lotus Flowers of Love

    by Jake Aller on March 11, 2021.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    In the late Springtime
    The lotus flowers
    Come to life
    Filling the lotus pond
    Near my house
    With sweet ambrosia fragrance
    As I walk down the path
    Through the world peace forest
    With the love of my life
    By my side
    We stop to admire
    The lotus flowers
    Filling our hearts
    With deep love

    Author notes

    there is a lotus pond in the world peace forest near my house  lovely place to walk with my love on a summer’s night

    Smitten Tanka

    by Jake Aller on March 11, 2021.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    When I first met you
    Dreaming of meeting you that date
    When I met my fate

    I was smitten
    By your love

    40 years later
    I am still crazy in love
    Whenever I see you

    Still smitten by your constant love
    Will fills me with constant lust

    the vegetation in the spring

    by Jake Aller on February 22, 2021.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    the vegetation
    in the Springtime so very green
    celebrating life

    Author notes

    hard one to write

    Seeing My Love in the morning Light

    by Jake Aller on February 22, 2021.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    every morning I wake up
    from my dark nightmares
    fighting the wild things
    who terrorize my dreams

    I look over
    see the love of my life
    my sleeping wife

    peace and happiness
    fills my soul
    with the dawning light
    seeing her sleeping there

    thanking the gods above
    for bringing her to me

    [ The Rat Line Circa 1950 Found Poem Based on Internet Musings by William Walton ]

    by Jake Aller on February 22, 2021.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    The Rat Line Circa 1950 Found Poem Based on Internet Musings by William Walton

    The time is the late 1940s…
    perhaps 1950…

    the place.
    Ascension, Paraguay.
    or perhaps Buenos Aires
    somewhere in Latin America

    the venue

    .an elegant ballroom.
    men are dressed in formal wear
    tuxedos

    they are dancing the tango
    with meticulous precision…
    their wives are stunning.

    they are all from Germany.
    they are the notorious
    Nazi war criminals
    being sought by Israeli
    and United States intelligence operatives

    also in attendance
    the president of the host country
    possibly Alfredo Stroessner
    Franco on a state visit from Spain
    representatives from the United States embassy

    who are clueless
    and Russian embassy officials
    KGB

    who know the identities
    and histories of each German
    war criminal present

    the meal was sumptuous…
    the German wives are wearing diamond
    and gold jewelry.

    the German men have
    perfect Aryan teeth
    and we’ll manicured nails.
    Blue eyes
    Blond hair

    The Master Race
    Supermen without a care in the world.

    they are psychopaths
    so are the KGB agents

    and so are the high-ranking
    government officials
    of the host country.

    the Americans are not psychopaths
    they are just clueless
    but have suspicions

    but they will reserve judgment
    until more evidence is available.

    the irony is that no further information
    will be available

    because the United States government
    is more interested in the identities
    of the KGB agents
    then in the identities of the German war criminals…

    The proverbial rat line is in motion
    The CIA approved it

    None may question
    It is a matter of national security
    Need to know basis

    the enemy now is Communism.
    the other irony is that Americans in the elegant ballroom.
    with their cigarettes

    think they are the most intelligent people in the room.
    because they attended Ivy league schools

    and pretend to work
    for the State Department.

    They are the dumbest people
    in the room

    perfect CIA agents
    and the rat line continues

    Author notes

    found poem based on my friend’s fb posting about the rat line that brought Nazi war criminals to South America in the 1940s. Many were later recruited by the CIA

    Satirical forecast Fridge Poem

    by Jake Aller on February 22, 2021.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Satirical forecast
    Unceremonious
    The guru retracts
    His fraud conviction
    Calls it all bull s***
    versatile

    Author notes

    based on the daily fridge poem prompts posted on fridge magnet com  The poet picks eight words from the prompts provided. The complete list was
    versatile
    coupled
    dodge
    whet
    Ash Wednesday
    under
    weekly
    satirical
    Rafael Nadal
    him
    conviction
    theirs
    clearly
    yen
    Anderson
    ?
    passe
    enslave
    gypsy
    together
    stubby
    esteemed
    autograph
    art
    afghan
    bunch
    crystal
    fuller
    dupe
    unceremonious
    bull
    flop
    volunteer
    retract
    transfixed
    tactile
    guru
    Barcelona vs PSG
    ?
    rose, Leslie
    pep
    LastPass
    refinance
    forecast
    hooray
    with
    romanticize

    [ Longtime conservative radio host Rush Limbaugh is dead. Long Live Rush Limbaugh ]

    by Jake Aller on February 22, 2021.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Longtime conservative radio host  Rush Limbaugh is dead.  Long Live Rush Limbaugh

    Rush Limbaugh,
    who deployed comic bombast
    and relentless bashing
    of liberals, feminists, and environmentalists

    became the nation’s
    most popular radio talk-show host
    and lead the Republican Party
    into a politics of anger and obstruction,

    “He is the greatest fighter
    that you will ever meet,”

    Rush was a teacher, polemicist,
    media critic, and GOP strategist,
    but above
    all he was an entertainer and salesman.

    Mr. Limbaugh mocked Democrats
    and liberals, (Libtards)
    touted a traditional Midwestern,
    moralistic patriotism,

    and presented himself
    on the air as a biting
    but jovial know-it-all
    who pontificated “
    with half my brain tied behind my back
    just to make it fair.”

    Especially during the presidencies
    of Bill Clinton and Barack Obama,
    Mr. Limbaugh played a leading role
    in demonizing liberals

    and pushing conservative elected officials
    to hard stances on issues such as immigration,
    government spending, and denial of global warming.

    But in the general election,
    Mr. Limbaugh embraced Trump.
    The radio host and the new president
    became dinner and golf friends,

    and Mr. Limbaugh emerged as a staunch supporter
    of Trump’s battles against the news media
    and the Republican establishment.

    He railed against Trump’s impeachments
    in 2019 and 2021
    and allied himself with Trump
    during the coronavirus pandemic,
    insisting that the illness the virus causes
    was no worse than the common cold.

    After Trump lost the 2020 election,
    Mr. Limbaugh echoed the president’s
    baseless allegations of electoral fraud
    and suggested that pro-Trump states
    consider seceding from the union.

    Trump, Mr. Limbaugh

    “represents an uprising of the people
    of this country against Washington,
    against the establishment,

    and it had been building
    for a long time…
    since Perot in 1992.
    .. Trump was just the first guy to come along
    and weaponize it.”

    Like Trump, Mr. Limbaugh mastered
    the art of portraying himself
    as a man of the people
    who fought the elites

    even as he relished a luxe life
    in which he collected
    $5, 000 bottles of wine,
    owned a $54 million private jet,

    outfitted the vast salon
    of his Florida mansion
    in the manner of Versailles,
    and socialized with top corporate
    and political leaders.

    Mr. Limbaugh often praised Trump
    for succeeding despite never having won
    over the kind of people
    who ran large media organizations,
    Wall Street firms, and political parties.

    Mr. Limbaugh dubbed himself “
    the most dangerous man in America.”

    “His effect as an enforcer,
    keeping Republican politicians in line,
    was greater than that of a president
    or the party’s national organization,”

    Or, as Mr. Limbaugh once put it,
    “Things only take off
    when I mention them.”

    At the peak of his popularity,
    restaurants across the nation
    re-christened their empty overflow space
    “Rush Rooms”
    and piped in the show,
    filling seats at lunchtime
    with fans who called each other
    “Ditto heads”
    because they agreed with every pearl of Limbaugh

    Comment:

    I first became aware of Rush
    When my two siblings became
    ‘Ditto heads” in the 1980s
    And tried to convert me

    I listened once to his show
    And never turned him in again

    End comment

    “He was the Elvis of broadcast radio,”
    “He knew politics very well
    and he was extremely successful
    as a businessman,

    but the thing he’ll be remembered
    for is he was a genius
    at broadcasting,
    at performing on the radio.”

    Although critics of the show spent decades
    decrying it as offensive,
    even cruel,
    his fans defended Mr. Limbaugh’s
    insults as funnier than slashing.

    He won attention
    from far beyond his radio audience
    with barbs aimed at gays; Blacks; liberals; feminists,
    whom he sometimes called “feminazis”;
    and environmentalists, whom he derided as “tree-huggers.”

    He won gleeful “dittos” from listeners
    who believed that American culture
    had become too politically correct.

    He spawned a mini-industry
    of anti-Limbaugh books
    and radio hosts who pronounced themselves
    appalled by his comedy bits,

    such as an “AIDS Update”
    that presented nasty nuggets
    about gay people
    to the strains of Dionne Warwick’s “
    I’ll Never Love This Way Again.”

    For a time, he dispatched
    hostile callers on his show with
    “caller abortions,”
    in which he played the sound of a vacuum pump
    before hanging up on the listener.

    His first book, “The Way Things Ought to Be” (1992),
    sat atop the New York Times bestseller list
    for six months;

    it spelled out his political philosophy,
    a blend of nostalgic yearnings
    for a more united and homogeneous America
    and an energetic embrace of individual rights.

    “I believe in the individual,
    in less government,”
    he wrote, “
    that God placed man in a position
    of having dominion over nature. and
    that racial relation
    will not be enhanced,
    or prejudice eliminated
    by governmental edict.”

    Rush and the Rise of Trumpism

    By the time Trump took office
    as president in 2017,
    the talk host who also called himself
    “America’s Anchorman”
    had been nudged off center stage.

    In the end,
    he was overshadowed n
    by Fox News Channel
    and more-extreme right-wing outlets
    such as Breitbart News and Infowars,

    which owed their existence
    to Mr. Limbaugh’s pioneering
    of conservative talk as an alternative
    to the “drive-by media” —
    his derisive term for what he saw
    as a scandal-hungry,
    liberal-dominated national press corps.

    Mr. Limbaugh’s influence
    could be heard in Trump’s denunciations of
    “fake news.”

    Decades before Trump entered politics,
    Mr. Limbaugh gave the news media prominently
    billing in his catalog of villains

    College Drop Out Makes Millions

    In 1972, he dropped out of Southeast Missouri State University
    after one year to take a job as a Top-40 DJ in McKeesport, Pa.
    “He flunked everything,”
    “He just didn’t seem interested
    in anything but the radio.”

    He avoided the military draft
    by winning a medical deferment based,
    on a “football knee”
    and a cyst on his rear end.
    Comment:  Kind of like his hero’s Trump
    Trumped-up bone spur deferment
    End Comment

    Rise of the Radio King

    With his booming voice, bad-boy comedy,
    and boastful persona, “Jeff Christie”
    was a master of Top-40 technique.

    His show was always coming at you from
    the “Excellence in Broadcasting” studios

    . Song titles were announced
    with pseudo-British pronunciations
    . Although Christie’s show was all about the hits
    and not the politics,
    he aimed his funny bits at targets
    such as feminists and hippies.

    One morning in 1973,
    he came out of the song “
    Love Can Make You Happy”
    with the quip, “
    Women’s liberation theme
    song there for you.”

    In 1984,
    a station in Sacramento
    offered him a talk show.

    Far from leaving his DJ years behind,
    Mr. Limbaugh modeled his new program a
    After the basic format of Top-40 radio,
    replacing the songs

    with listener phone calls
    but otherwise retaining
    the elements of what had long been radio’s
    most alluring programming:

    jingles, rock “bumpers”
    (the snippets of songs
    that led listeners
    in and out of each segment),
    teases about what was coming up
    after the ads,
    and constant self-promotion.

    Mr. Limbaugh’s daily dicing
    of California politicians,
    spiced with comedy routines
    and news updates
    packaged with pop tunes,
    was an instant hit.

    As Mr. Limbaugh
    became a local star,
    radio was undergoing a revolution.

    Satellite technology
    made it possible for many stations
    to air the same programs cheaply,

    and federal regulators
    stopped enforcing rules requiring
    balance in political programming.

    He had an immediate
    a knack for making headlines
    with his put-downs,
    as when he blasted
    “environmental wackos”
    and declared animal rights activists
    to be “a bunch of kook burgers.”

    “I represent a group of people
    who aren’t heard
    from very much in the media,
    the average normal American guy and his family,”

    “I have the unique ability
    to take the opposing point of view
    and just nuke it,
    laser it out of existence.
    I am addicted to self-praise.

    “People say, ‘
    You believe the stuff you say?’
    That’s for you to figure out.”

    “I like to illustrate
    absurdity by being absurd,”

    ‘I simply validate’

    Democrats and Republicans
    alike credited Mr. Limbaugh
    with political influence
    well beyond that of any radio host s
    Since Walter Winchell half a century earlier.

    In 1994, freshman Republicans in Congress
    made him an honorary member
    of their class.

    Sarah Palin, the former governor of Alaska
    who was the Republican candidate
    for vice president in 2008,
    used a Limbaugh
    as her big applause line in speeches:

    Republicans are not just the party of no,
    But the party of Hell No. “

    Mr. Limbaugh boasted that he gave
    millions of Americans instructions
    on what to believe about politics.
    But at other moments,
    he presented himself
    as a mere mirror of public opinion.

    “I don’t orchestrate,
    dictate or otherwise cause people
    to ponder,”

    I simply validate.”
    A caller once confronted him on a TV show
    , saying, “You’re a manipulator,
    you’re devious
    and you’re evil.”

    “I’m a harmless little fuzzball,”
    Mr. Limbaugh replied.
    “Nobody makes you listen to me.
    The show is about having fun.”

    Rush Limbaugh isn’t saying
    he wants the country to split
    into red and blue factions
    as a result of conservative fury
    over the election results.
    As he attempted
    to make it clear Thursday,
    he’s just saying that
    other people are saying it.

    “I know that there’s a sizable
    and growing sentiment
    for people who believe that’s, we’re headed to,
    whether we want to get there or not,
    secession,”

    “Now, I didn’t advocate for it.
    I never would advocate for secession
    . I’m simply repeating what I have heard.”

    He didn’t say where
    he’s heard anyone float
    the notion of states seceding,
    let alone spell out how
    such a neo-Civil War separation
    might take place.

    But Limbaugh’s ambiguous flirtation
    with the idea
    maybe his special contribution
    to conservative media’s rock-solid support
    of Trump’s baseless claims of election fraud.

    “I think that we’re trending toward secession,
    “I see more and more people asking
    what in the world
    do we have in common
    with the people who live in, say, New York?

    What is there
    that makes us believe
    that there is enough of us
    there to even have a chance
    at winning New York?

    Limbaugh’s drift into radical theories
    like secession
    came after weeks of egging
    on Trump’s claim
    that the 2020 vote
    was riven by fraud,
    cheating him out of a second term.

    On Wednesday, Limbaugh noted
    that he had read recent blog posts about
    “how distant and separated
    and how much more separated
    our culture is becoming politically
    and that it can’t go on this way.”

    But then he took his hand
    away from the flame:
    “I haven’t made up my mind.
    I still haven’t given up the idea
    that conservative Americans
    are the majority
    and that all we have to do
    is find a way to unite and win.”

    And with that final broadcast
    The King of Radio
    The shock jock of all time
    Had his final words
    Before going
    On to the next world

    Taking with him
    The hopes and fears
    Of his army of ditto heads

    He will not be missed
    By me
    Or the reality-based community
    But no doubt a future Limbaugh
    Will emerge from the fetid swamps
    Of the alt. Right reality

    Rush is Dead.  Long Live Rush

    Longtime conservative radio host  Rush Limbaugh is dead.  Long Live Rush Limbaugh  40 line version fit for publication

    Rush Limbaugh,
    who deployed comic bombast
    and relentless bashing
    of liberals, feminists, and environmentalists

    became the nation’s
    most popular radio talk-show host
    and lead the Republican Party
    into a politics of anger and obstruction,

    “He is the greatest fighter
    that you will ever meet,”

    Rush was a teacher, polemicist,
    media critic, and GOP strategist,
    but above
    all he was an entertainer and salesman.

    Mr. Limbaugh mocked Democrats
    and liberals, (Libtards)
    touted a traditional Midwestern,
    moralistic patriotism,

    and presented himself
    on the air as a biting
    but jovial know-it-all
    who pontificated “
    with half my brain tied behind my back
    just to make it fair.”

    But in the general election,
    Mr. Limbaugh embraced Trump.
    The radio host and the new president
    became dinner and golf friends,

    and Mr. Limbaugh emerged as a staunch supporter
    of Trump’s battles against the news media
    and the Republican establishment.

    Like Trump, Mr. Limbaugh mastered
    the art of portraying himself
    as a man of the people
    who fought the elites

    even as he relished a luxe life
    in which he collected
    $5, 000 bottles of wine,
    owned a $54 million private jet,

    outfitted the vast salon
    of his Florida mansion
    in the manner of Versailles,
    and socialized with top corporate
    and political leaders.
    With his booming voice, bad-boy comedy,
    and boastful persona, “Jeff Christie”
    was a master of Top-40 technique.

    His show was always coming at you from
    the “Excellence in Broadcasting” studios

    . Song titles were announced
    with pseudo-British pronunciations
    . Although Christie’s show was all about the hits
    and not the politics,
    he aimed his funny bits at targets
    such as feminists and hippies.

    He had an immediate
    a knack for making headlines
    with his put-downs,

    as when he blasted
    “environmental wackos”
    and declared animal rights activists
    to be “a bunch of kook burgers.”

    “I represent a group of people
    who aren’t heard
    from very much in the media,
    the average normal American guy and his family,”

    “I have the unique ability
    to take the opposing point of view
    and just nuke it,
    laser it out of existence.
    I am addicted to self-praise.

    “People say, ‘
    You believe the stuff you say?’
    That’s for you to figure out.”

    “I like to illustrate
    absurdity by being absurd,”

    I simply validate.”
    A caller once confronted him on a TV show
    , saying, “You’re a manipulator,
    you’re devious
    and you’re evil.”

    “I’m a harmless little fuzzball,”
    Mr. Limbaugh replied.
    “Nobody makes you listen to me.
    The show is about having fun.”

    And with his final broadcast
    The King of Radio
    The shock jock of all time
    Had his final words
    Before going
    On to the next world

    Taking with him
    The hopes and fears
    Of his army of ditto heads

    He will not be missed
    By me
    Or the reality-based community

    But no doubt a future Limbaugh
    Will emerge from the fetid swamps
    Of the alt. Right reality

    Rush is Dead.  Long Live Rush

    My father was the bearer of good news
    Always Beautiful, bright, magnificent, glow
    Revealing the love
    In the Center of my world
    Equal ornamental reminders
    Of the world we live in

    I imagine the burglary
    That overcame my soul
    Intricate modest plans
    featuring my feet
    Taking us to other darker places
    Where we receive a pound
    Of real rewards
    Just a stunning rebuke
    Revealing how unjust
    The world has become

    Author notes

    My thoughts on Rush Limbaugh passing written using the blackout technique where the poet takes a found text (usually a newspaper in this case the WP orbit)prints it out, then using a black marker reacts most of the text leaving fragments that the poet reassembles with or without commentary.

    every Day I Thanks the Gods for Bringing Me My Love

    by Jake Aller on February 22, 2021.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Every day
    I wake up
    See my wife
    The love of my life
    Sleeping there
    In the dawn’s early light
    I pray out
    To the Gods
    All of them
    God, Allah and Buddha
    Thank you
    For bringing me
    This guardian angel
    To save my benighted soul

    Author notes

    Based on my true love story.  See “dream girl” in my blog, https://theworldaccordingtocosmos.com  for details.

    Dorothy arrives in Oz

    by Jake Aller on February 22, 2021.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Dorothy runs into the house
    Just as the tornado hits hard
    She and Toto are whisked
    Through the air
    To the fabled land of Oz
    She crashes into the earth
    Killing the wicked witch
    She steps outside
    Finds herself
    In a huge city
    Filled with skyscrapers
    She wonders where she was
    Saying to Toto
    I don’t think we are in Kansas

    Author notes

    re-imagining Oz

    Senator Ted Cruz, the Definition of Scumbagery

    by Jake Aller on February 22, 2021.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    the scumbagery
    Of Texas Senator Ted Cruz
    Utterly confounds

    Author notes

    AN:  scumbagery is the actions of a scumbag, which is a selfish, self-centered person.  this was based on Fan Story’s prompt to write a poem using a portmanteau

    Lost Deer Appears in Backyard

    by Jake Aller on February 1, 2021.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    A lost deer appears
    in the snow-covered back yard
    looking for some food

    Author notes

    deer in Ashland Oregon often appear in people’s backyards during the winter looking for food

    old man in a bar dreaming of lost love

    by Jake Aller on February 1, 2021.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Old Man in Bar Dreaming of His Lost Love

    A man sat in a bar
    Lost in thought
    Drinking his lonely beer
    Thinking of his lost love

    He had been fortunate
    To have met his soul mate
    He dreamt of meeting her
    Then one day she appeared

    It was love at first sight
    For both of them
    They got married
    Two months later

    They were together
    For 38 years
    Then COVID hit the world
    And took her from him

    He found that he could not stand
    Staying in his lonely apartment
    So every night
    He went to the bar

    Now that they were open
    And had his lonely beer
    Thinking of his past love
    Crying in his beer

    Every so often
    He would try
    To talk
    But words soon failed him

    And he went back to drinking
    Waiting for the grim reaper
    To take him home

    He knew that
    he would see
    The love of his life
    In his next life

    Author notes

    this poem is partially autobiographical,  I met my wife in a dream and have been together 38 years.  so far COVID has spared both of us.

    Just Enough for Coffee

    by Jake Aller on February 1, 2021.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Just enough for coffee

    A homeless man
    Stood on the street
    Counting his change
    From panhandling all morning

    Just had enough for a cup of coffee
    All in all
    A good start

    He ambled off to his favorite coffee shop
    Where the owner
    Was kind to the homeless

    Sometimes
    Treating them to a meal
    On the house

    The man said
    I was in your shoes
    Once years ago

    And you never forget
    When you are down
    And out

    Everyone forgets your face
    No one knows your name
    For you are now
    Invisible
    Almost a ghost

    The old man tried to pay
    The owner said

    Keep your change
    You need it more than me

    Have a meal with me
    My friend
    On the house

    He ordered up
    The homeless man’s favorite
    Lumberjack special

    Eggs, pancakes, sausage, bacon
    Cornbread
    Lots of hot black coffee
    To wash it down

    The old man
    Often had just one meal a day
    Usually, a late breakfast

    Sometimes if he were lucky
    He would have dinner

    And on a red-letter day
    He would have three meals

    The homeless man
    Had been on the streets
    For too long

    Barely remembered his life
    Before early-onset Alzheimer’s

    Robbed him of his job
    His dignity
    His wife

    His life
    His money

    Now he drifted
    Waiting for the grim reaper
    To call him home

    Any day now
    He prayed nightly
    To a god
    That he no longer believed in

    Author notes

    Two Drops of Ink published this poem about the plight of the homeless.

    howling at the wolf moon

    by Jake Aller on February 1, 2021.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    On a moonlit late night
    I sat in a bar on the bad part of town
    where the cops don’t go

    Drinking drams of demented, fermented dream dew
    Just an unhinged lunatic
    Dreaming of howling at the full wolf moon

    Watching the world walk by
    Looking at all the fine-looking babes
    Walking by the street
    Thinking wild, erotic thoughts
    Of endless wild libertine passions

    When into the bar
    Walked the most beautiful women
    In the Universe
    So wild, so free
    So wonderfully alive

    I did not know what to do
    As this vision of delight
    Sauntered through the bar
    In skin-tight leather pants
    Looked so fine
    That my eyeballs hurt

    And finally, I had to say something
    So I gathered up my manly courage
    And walked up to her
    And she looked at me
    And instantly bewitched my soul

    With a devilish grin
    I lost all reason
    And became a raving lunatic
    Unhinged lunatic
    Howling at the moon

    Foaming at the mouth
    A wild, free werewolf
    Howling at the lunatic light
    Of the full wolf Moon

    Author notes

    another howling at the moon poem published in Spill words and elsewhere including here update slightly to reflect today’s wolf moon

    [ On the night of a blood-red wolf moon ]

    by Jake Aller on February 1, 2021.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    On the night of a blood-red wolf moon
    a man stood outside
    Between the trees
    In a field
    On the outside of town

    Beneath the lunatic rays
    Of the blood-red full moon
    The lunatic lights of the moon
    Casts a wild primeval glow
    On him

    The hormonal chemicals are unleashed
    The wild beast within
    Escapes it chain

    And he howls with delight
    A werewolf
    Free at at last

    To run amuck
    Free of its civilized restrains
    Throwing off his clothes
    Stripping naked

    Running wild
    Naked and free
    A wild man
    Enjoying his freedom

    As he sits
    Under the lunatic light of the full moon
    Of the blood-red lights of the wolf moon
    Full of wild passions
    The lustful beast stirs again

    And starts running and running
    Howling at the moon
    Riding into the new dawn
    On a demented Harvey Davis cycle
    With two naked babes on his back

    Riding into the sun
    90 miles per second
    At the speed of thought
    He disappears into the lunatic light
    Of the full moon

    And he wake ups
    Alone,
    In his bed
    Saying,”

    Man, that was quite a night
    I better not go there again”

    the Wildman
    Laughs
    He has heard that before

    And he joins him
    In howling at the wolf moon

    Author notes

    Published last year in Spill words, slightly updated to reflect that today is a wolf moon.

    Last year of American Greatness

    by Jake Aller on February 1, 2021.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    2019 was the last year of America
    when the proverbial chickens came home

    when the proverbial chickens came home
    to strut about the decaying landscape

    to strut about the decaying landscape
    as the world begins to burn and die

    as the world begins to burn and die
    led by the mad great leader and his merry men

    led by the mad great leader and his merry men
    the whole world lay in shock and awe

    the whole world lay in shock and awe
    at the destruction of the America, they knew

    at the destruction of the America, they knew
    when the proverbial chickens came home

    Author notes

    Also published in Ink Pantry

    Man in Gilded Cage

    by Jake Aller on February 1, 2021.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    a wild man sits in a gilded cage
    a cage made out of chains of his wife’s love

    a cage made out of chains of his wife’s love
    the wild man yearning to be free from his cage

    the wild man yearning to be free from his cage
    wondering how and why he was now tamed

    wondering how and why he was now tamed
    dreaming dark wild dreams of demented freedom

    dreaming dark wild dreams of demented freedom
    the wild man looks about his prison cage

    the wild man looks about his prison cage
    wondering whether he will ever be free

    wondering whether he will ever be free
    a wild man sits in a gilded cage

    Author notes

    another poem published in Ink Pantry

    Mocking Faces Laughing at Me – Nightmare

    by Jake Aller on February 1, 2021.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Mocking faces
    hunting my dreams
    Hundreds of faces
    morphing into one
    after another

    Faces I knew
    The dead
    and the living

    women i knew
    friends I missed
    enemies I did not

    One after another
    Marching in my room
    Staring at me

    I tried to run
    They laughed

    They said
    that there’s nowhere
    to escape my cosmic fate

    My time is coming
    prepare yourself
    the grim reaper
    has your name

    and once he has your name
    your fate is sealed
    and you will soon
    join us

    whether in heaven
    or hell
    is not for us to say

    be warned though
    you will be judged
    and no one can escape
    their cosmic karmic fate

    Author notes

    published in Ink Pantry, based on a nightmare

    morning light

    by Jake Aller on February 1, 2021.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    the terrors of the night
    the worst imaginings
    of what might happen

    war, rumors of war
    end of civilization
    nuclear war
    and other horrors
    ripped from the headlines

    fade away into nothingness
    with the morning light
    and the love of my wife
    who is always by my side
    I regain my sight

    and begin
    regaining my smile
    and my life

    until the next nightmares
    consumes my dark imaginings

    Author notes

    published last year in Ink Pantry

    Going to the Movies in Pre-Covid days

    by Jake Aller on February 1, 2021.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Going to the Movies in Pre-Covid days

    Movies, restaurant, breeze, walking, sunshine, flowers

    Pre-covid we could go out
    To a movie, and a restaurant
    Walking in the sunshine

    Enjoying the cool breeze
    And smelling the flowers
    On the pathway

    Someday soon
    I hope that we can return
    To these simple pleasures

    Author notes

    living in a covid world we forget the many pleasures of life the pandemic has taken from us

    Dora the Inter-Galactic explorer

    by Jake Aller on February 1, 2021.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Dora the intergalactic explorer
    Is traveling to the strangest planet
    of all the known worlds

    she is traveling incognito
    with a video crew
    making a documentary

    the planet earth
    is known as a planet
    of intelligent monkeys

    not much is known
    about them
    as very few
    have ever been there

    the inhabitants are described
    as bloodthirsty insane creatures
    ruled by hidden sexual and political passions
    following incomprehensible
    religious dogmas following Gods
    that does not exist

    the inhabitants are just on the verge
    of developing intergalactic travel
    and the galactic empire
    is worried that they will be driven
    to try to conquer the rest of the universe

    driven by their needs to impose
    their religious dogma
    everywhere in the world

    the planet is divided into large tribal groups
    governed by corrupt elites
    corrupt businesses destroying the planet
    in pursuit of profit

    and the locals are a little more
    than wage slaves
    barely making a living
    addicted to alcohol, drugs gambling
    pornography and illicit sex

    and their mainland
    is ruled by a delusional madman
    intent on poking a fight
    with all his alleged enemies

    Dora assumed the appearance
    of a character from the TV
    and will pose as a journalist
    trying to make sense
    of it all

    but she was afraid
    that she is found out
    could face the worst consequence

    her ship crash lands
    and she is outside the capitol
    of the non-empire empire
    called the United State of America

    Dora gets her crew together
    and walks into the city
    staring at all the strange sights
    as the monkeys go about
    their daily activities

    she stops at a restaurant
    tries the coffee
    the chief drug of choice

    and is instantly addicted
    wow no wonder
    these people are crazed

    she tries the local booze
    and smiles
    perhaps she could
    become an intergalactic merchant
    introducing the world
    to the galaxy

    her thought interrupted
    as a mad man armed
    with weapons of war
    bursts in and starts shooting
    yelling at people

    and she is shot dead
    the authorities
    are shocked

    when they recover the body
    and realize
    that she is not a human
    as she reverts to her original form

    sort of a giant feline-like creature
    two legs and arms
    and clearly from an advanced
    civilization given her gear

    what was she doing
    no one knew
    as all the aliens
    died in the gun blaze

    the world is shocked
    at what had happened
    and fearful that the aliens
    were coming to invade
    their world

    the galactic senate
    decides to contain
    the humans
    declaring them
    a threat to the global civilization

    and the humans’ vow
    to discover the secrets
    of interstellar travel
    and travel to her land

    to enter into business arrangements
    and spread the one truth faith
    to the heathen space aliens

    thus ended Dora’s excellent adventure
    in the crazed world at the edge
    of known civilization

    Author notes

    published last year in Ink Pantry

    Late night with Trump

    by Jake Aller on December 10, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Late night with Trump

    At night
    I fall asleep
    And see the President
    In my dreams

    The president is speaking
    Lying about this and that

    The president soon morphs
    Into a hideous creature
    Joined by other monsters

    They invade my bed
    Chasing me to hell

    In the morning
    As the sun comes up
    I turn on the news

    See Trump is still there
    Filled with despair
    I drink my coffee

    wild things

    by Jake Aller on December 10, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    at 0 dark hundred hour
    the witching hour
    3 am
    I can not sleep

    The wild things emerge
    From their cages
    Shaking off their prison chains

    The wild things prance about
    Monsters, goblins, ghouls
    Demonic creatures
    Escaped banshees

    They attack me
    Call me names
    Chase me down the dark streets

    I run trying to escape them
    But they are too many
    And soon they have me cornered

    They torture me
    Until the dawning light
    Drives them back to hell

    I awake
    See my wife
    Drink coffee
    Thinking I have escaped my fate
    For another date

    conversation with the grim reaper

    by Jake Aller on December 10, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Conversation for the Grim Reaper – poem

    Sam Adams fell asleep about 1 am
    Creatures with no faces
    but fiery eyes
    surrounded the bed

    They Grabbed him
    Saying time to go
    Time to meet your fate
    This date

    He said can I say goodbye
    They laughed
    Said no
    it does not work that way

    He found himself in a huge hallway
    Filled with ghostly images
    Signs everywhere
    In multiple languages

    Today is the date
    You meet your fate
    No talking, No smoking
    No eating, no drinking

    Relax
    Your time will come soon
    Until then
    Wait for your number

    He yells out
    Am I dead?
    Laughter echoes
    down the infinite hallways

    He sees the grim reaper
    Dressed in his black robes
    And his fiery red eyes
    Boring into his soul

    He laughs
    said to him
    in a gravelly voice
    welcome to Limbo my friend

    We normally do not talk to humans
    We just do our duty
    We are sort of bounty hunters
    we bring the dead here

    You are in limbo
    No longer dead
    No longer alive either
    Sort of in between

    Am I ghost?
    Perhaps If it helps you
    Cope with things
    Then yes and no

    Oh this just came in
    you can go back for a few weeks
    put your affairs in order
    if you publish this conversation

    we have a lot
    to tell you humans
    I can answer a few questions
    Go!

    Is there a God
    More like multiple gods and multiple universes
    Is the universe alive
    In a manner of speaking

    Is there a devil?
    Multiple devils too
    Is heaven real?
    Not exactly

    Is hell real?
    Not exactly?
    Are our religions correct?
    Not exactly

    Do we get anything right?
    No, you don’t have the capacity to understand
    But here’s the deal,
    enough of that

    We have a message to the world
    Your time is up
    It is up to you
    You have a choice

    go forward together
    with love and compassion
    Or give into death, despair or hate
    And the thirst for profits over humanity

    If you embrace the light
    You might survive
    The betting in the underground casinos
    Is that humanity will not survive

    Just another failed civilization
    In a universe littered with them
    You all might die
    Good for me, Bad for you

    Full employment for my armies
    For the years to come
    He laughed
    And sent him back home

    He wrote it all down
    Drank morning coffee
    Smiled at his wife

    Told her all about it

    And waited for the midnight
    Knock on the door,
    the date,

    He would learn his fate

    Author notes

    thoughts about meeting the grim reaper

    Politicians lying as people lay dying

    by Jake Aller on December 10, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Politicians lying as people lay dying
    Politicians lying
    economy crumbling
    pandemic spreading
    fire fires burning
    storms storming
    winter is coming
    media screaming
    people dying

    Author notes

    thoughts as the death toll mounts

    Partying while People Die

    by Jake Aller on December 10, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Partying while People Die

    275, 000 people dead
    2, 000 per day
    14 million cases

    The silence
    From our dear leader
    And congressional leaders
    Says it all

    the WH hosts
    Christmas parties
    As if the pandemic
    Did not exist

    The corona ghosts
    Were not invited
    But they haunt
    Our parties

    And our memories
    If only our president
    Realized
    That this is not the time

    For parties as usual
    Not the time for mass rallies
    It is time to mask up
    Take charge

    The virus will end
    As the vaccine spreads
    The pandemic will run
    Its course

    But how many people die
    between now and then
    It is up to us of us
    To do our part

    Starting with our president
    Our congress
    And our new president
    Doing the right thing

    Author notes

    news that my old employer, the Department of State, was holding a party amid the pandemic disturbed me deeply

    Walking along a winter road

    by Jake Aller on December 10, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Walking along a winter road
    Covered in snow
    Filled with deep thoughts
    Looking at the fence posts
    Lining the road

    Corona Ghosts Crash the party

    by Jake Aller on December 10, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Corona Ghosts Crash the party

    The president of the corona ghost union
    Was not amused when he heard
    That the Department of State
    Was having a big party

    He called upon his 2750, 000 members
    To crash the diplomatic party
    The ghosts all descended
    on the party

    The party-goers sensed
    There was something wrong
    Then the ghosts became appearing
    Slowly their forms took shape

    The ghosts looked at the party goers
    And the party ended
    The guests fled

    With the corona ghosts
    Fading into the evening wind

    Author notes

    news that my old employer the department of state was hosting a large gathering amid the pandemic and violating local rules in the process disturbed me deeply

    Cringing as I hear the news

    by Jake Aller on December 10, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    I cover my face and hair
    Cringing as I hear the news
    Playing darts in the bar
    Drinking beer

    Thinking of what’s mine
    For no reason at all
    As I look covertly
    At the pretty young things

    Parading in their white yoga pumps
    As they run about
    Getting their daily steps
    I stand up and help them

    As I walk out the door
    20 drinks too sober
    Ready to go home
    Hitting my fluffy bed

    Looking at the flag
    Outside my door
    In a festive mood
    On a dry winter night

    Author notes

    the challenge was to include eight words in the poem

    Walking Along the Lake

    by Jake Aller on December 10, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Walking Along the Lake

    Walking along the lake
    Late in the winter’s day
    Sunset coming
    The birds flying off
    Early on a winter’s day

    Filled with somber thoughts
    Thinking of the end of my time
    As I look at the winter’s lake
    The lake spirit smiles at me

    butterfly dreaming

    by Jake Aller on November 23, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    a butterfly flies through the air
    landing on flowers dreaming
    he is a man dreaming of being a butterfly

    Author notes

    do butterflies dream?

    the coming revolution

    by Jake Aller on November 23, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    the world is spinning out of control
    the old ways no longer working
    dark forces at work
    all around us, conspiracies abound

    when will the violent rhetoric
    erupt in real-world violence
    against perceived enemies?

    Author notes

    reflection on the unhinged right-wing rhetoric all around us death to the enemies of freedom etd

    81 word stories

    by Jake Aller on November 23, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    81 Word Stories  Dreams Do Come True

    In 1974, Sam had the dream that changed his life forever. He fell asleep in a class, saw the most beautiful woman in the universe talking to him. She haunted his life for years. He went to the ends of the world to find her. Then one day in 1982 she walked off the bus, out of his dreams and into his life to become his wife three months later. That is the beginning of the rest of the story..

    81 Word Stories  Meeting the Grim Reaper

    At 0 dark hundred hours, Sal Adams woke up found himself in Limbo waiting for the decision of the grim Reaper about his fate. The grim reaper told him,

    “Sam Adams you’ve been given a reprieve. It is not your date with fate today.  You will have five more years to get it right before final judgment. he woke up in bed next to his wife, drank a Cup of coffee and thought about life and his pending date with fate.

    81 word  Social Cleansing Board’s Decision

    Following the revolution of 2024, under the new rules of the Christian States of America social cleansing boards were set up to review the life of the elderly and the disabled. No one would be allowed to live unless they could take care of themselves or they had family members willing to do so.  Sam Adams 81 years old went to the board to plea for his life.  Since he was all alone and had Alzheimer’s’ the decision was final termination.

    Author notes

    three 81 word stories written for the 81-word story anthology contest

    Hitchhiking tales

    by Jake Aller on November 23, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    When I was a young man
    I was foolish
    and not afraid of anything

    In the summer of 1975
    I took a Greyhound bus
    across the country
    my bus pass was stolen

    I decided to hitchhike
    across the country
    and for two and 1/2 months
    I traveled across the country

    meeting all sorts of very strange people
    experiencing the underbelly of American Society
    now that I am 65
    and I think back up on those days
    I am horrified
    that I did that

    because now that I’m old man
    I’m much more prudent
    and much more careful
    and much more afraid

    but back then
    being young and foolish
    I did what a lot of young
    and foolish people do

    boldly go into the world
    without a plan
    just seeing where life took me
    that made all the difference
    in the world

    Author notes

    based on my true hitchhiking adventures back in the 70s for more see my web page https://theworldaccordingtocosmos and “On the Road” travel poetry anthology published by the Poet in summer 2020.

    Corona Thanksgiving

    by Jake Aller on November 23, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    In these dark times
    We all retreat to our families
    Filled with tender love
    And gratitude

    As we feed ourselves
    Traditional foods
    Including favorites liked mince meat pies
    Turkey and all the favorites

    On thanksgiving day
    With our emotions
    Flowing like silver
    Down the road

    Hunkering down
    Sticking our fingers in the air
    Sniffing the air
    Trying to avoid
    Catching the corona wind

    Author notes

    pensively 101 prompts to write a poem using the following words

    Wind
    Home
    Gratitude
    Feed
    Frill
    Silver
    Flow
    Road
    Mince
    Finger
    family

    Climate Change Running Amuck

    by Jake Aller on November 23, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Climate Change Running Amuck

    All over the world
    The evidence is clear
    The world’s climate is changing

    Everything is getting unhinged
    1000 year storms the new normal
    Historic forest fires every year
    The whole world seems on fire

    Yet we all deny the obvious
    Politicians refuse to do anything
    Anything meaningful at all
    Corporations moving all too slowly
    The market is not saving the world

    Scientists proclaim that technology
    will save us
    The world is perhaps beyond saving

    Author notes

    reflections on climate change

    Watching the News with Dismay

    by Jake Aller on November 23, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Watching the News with Dismay

    Every day watching the news with dismay
    Politicians around the world lying
    While poor people lie dying

    The rich get richer falsifying
    The poor lie dying
    The politicians lying

    With the economy tumbling
    The rich get richer stumbling
    The poor lie dying

    Author notes

    reflections on watching the news

    Love Biolet Poem

    by Jake Aller on November 23, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Love Biolet Poem

    when I first saw you
    I felt I met my fate
    For on that fateful date
    I wonder if you felt it too
    I felt I met my fate
    When I first saw you

    Author notes

    writing com prompt to write a love biolet poem

    what is thing we call love? Ovillejo Poem

    by Jake Aller on November 23, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    what is thing we call love? Ovillejo Poem

    what is this thing we call love ?
    madness, my dove

    why did I dream of meeting you?
    dreamt too

    is this all nothing but my fate?
    we met that date

    is there anything more that I can say?
    there is nothing more than this just pray
    the love that began that day not end
    madness, my dove, I dreamt too, we met that date

    Author notes

    writing com poet place prompt to write a  Ovillejo Poem

    [ No More Coffee for me ]

    by Jake Aller on November 23, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    No More Coffee for me

    I used to love coffee
    Still do
    But coffee
    Well it is has turned on me

    When I drink coffee
    While watching the morning news
    I become jittery, nervous
    Crazed in a very bad way
    As I drink cup after cup

    I shifted to decafe
    But coffee still found a way
    To take over

    And soon I was once again
    A coffee addict

    Today I gave it up
    Again
    Perhaps this time
    I will succeed

    Coffee has been a good friend
    But enough is enough
    Time to free my mind
    From its cruel lovely grip

    Author notes

    have to give up coffee, making me too anxious and jittery  going through coffee withdrawals almost 50
    years of coffee drinking……

    [ election madness consumes my soul ]

    by Jake Aller on November 6, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    election madness consumes my soul

    watching the morning news
    drowning in too much information
    overwhelming me with the constant noise
    the breaking news this and that
    Biden is ahead
    No Trump is ahead
    it is a tie
    no it is not
    Biden is coming back
    Trump is spreading chaos
    and lies
    I sit overwhelmed
    the lies consumes me
    and all I can think
    is Dear God
    Make the pain go away
    make this day end
    I don’t care anymore
    just end it now

    coffee blues for me

    by Jake Aller on November 6, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Coffee Blues

    I’ve been a coffee addict
    since I first encountered coffee
    back in the day
    in Berkeley the mecca of good coffee
    hanging out at Peet’s coffee shop
    drinking endless cups of joe

    just fell in love
    with the whole coffee thing
    as the coffee took me places
    far far away

    with each delicious sip
    of heaven and hell
    in my cup of daily joe

    as I drank my coffee
    planning my day
    the caffeine buzzing about
    getting me going
    getting me there

    but coffee has its drawback
    can’t handle it after dark
    keeps me up
    all night long

    and don’t get me started
    on Vietnamese coffee
    overdozed on that
    too many days

    and now
    I am reduced
    to half de cafe coffee
    in the morning light

    but still in love
    with my daily cup
    of coffee

    after 65 years
    I will die
    a coffee addict
    and that is not
    a bad thing

    black and white America

    by Jake Aller on November 6, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    black and white America
    live in different lands
    black people live in fear
    that their lives
    will not matter
    that if the police
    the police will see them
    as the enemy
    that must be controlled

    white Americans
    think that if a black man or woman
    is killed by the police
    well they must have done something
    for the police would never
    just kill a black person
    without good reason

    black and white Americans
    don’t see the world the same
    black and white Americans
    no longer think
    that they exist
    in the same land

    and that is a great shame
    and something that we must
    all over come

    black and white Americans
    must become together
    as one nation
    one race
    one people
    that is my plea

    Dark Prophecy

    by Jake Aller on November 6, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Back in 2016 when I was traveling
    Across the country with my wife
    I had a series of darkly prophetic dreams
    I dreamt that Donald Trump would be elected
    And usher in a slide towards fascism

    And unfortunately, I was right
    So, what are my dreams telling me now
    What are my prophetic nightmares
    Will they come true again?

    I dream that Donald Trump was anointed
    By the Supreme Court which ruled
    That given the potential for fraud
    All mail in ballots would be tossed aside
    And Donald Trump who had lost the popular vote
    Once again one in the electoral college

    He vowed retribution against his enemies
    The fake media and the millions of people
    Who dared to vote against him

    He called upon his supporters
    To go forth and rough up
    Fuck up as he put it
    Liberals and anti-Americans

    Declared martial law
    Protests would be illegal
    The military would enforce the decree
    And they did sending troops across the land

    Declared that the democratic party
    Was anti-American
    And he would not allow them
    To serve in Congress, or the Senate

    The SC refused to rule against him
    Thus fascism came to America

    And my dark prophecy came true

    Author notes

    part of Halloween chapbook contest

    Red, White and Blue

    by Jake Aller on November 6, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    We live these days
    In a divided land
    Either we live in a blue state
    Or blue city in a red state

    Or we live in a red state
    Or in red area of a blue state
    And we associate ourselves
    More and more with our tribe

    Either a red tribe or blue tribe
    Long gone when we were all
    Red, white and blue Americans
    And I wonder if we will ever

    Return to those red, white and blue
    United States of America?

    Author notes

    red white and blue America

    My Mother’s Secrets conversation with a Ghost -Halloween contest Day 10 Spooky Conversation

    by Jake Aller on November 6, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    My mother died in 2007
    She was buried in Berkeley
    Near her house

    Whenever I am in the area
    I drop by
    And talk with her
    Imaging she is there

    One day when I dropped by
    I asked her about
    Many things in her past
    For she took so many secrets
    With her to her grave

    So Mary, quite contrary
    Tell me the truth now
    Tell me about your past life
    Tell me your secrets

    I heard a voice
    Crying out in the wind
    John John John
    Do you want to really know
    My secrets?

    I responded
    Yes I do
    She whispered them to me
    But made me vow
    To keep her secrets
    And take them to my grave

    And so I can not
    Must not reveal
    All the shocking stories
    Of her life

    She told me that I needed
    To also talk to my father
    For he too had secrets
    To tell me

    I told her
    That I would at some point
    Make a visit
    To the family grave
    In Yakima

    And finally learn
    The family secrets
    They should have told me
    While they were alive

    Author notes

    part of Halloween poetry chapbook contest

    Trick or treating in the era of Covid

    by Jake Aller on November 6, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Halloween in the era of covid
    So strange
    With the covid virus
    Ever lurking
    With CDC discouraging trick or tweeting
    With masks on every face
    Everyone wearing a costume
    The trick is not to get sick
    The treat is still the candy
    The goal of all children
    Everywhere
    Candy more candy
    Visits to the dentist be damned
    Hopefully General Corona
    Will keep his troops at bay

    Author notes

    part of Halloween chapbook contest

    Every morning when I wake up

    by Jake Aller on November 6, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Every morning when I wake up

    Every morning
    When I wake up
    I see a wonderful vision
    The love of my life
    Brightens my mood
    And chases away
    The blues
    Filling me with hope
    And anticipation
    Of another wonderful day
    In our personal paradise

    Author notes

    waking up to love

    Corona Ghosts cry

    by Jake Aller on November 6, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Corona Ghosts cry fan story haiku contest
    Corona ghosts cry
    Million people lie dying
    No where to escape

    Author notes

    fan story haiku contest

    Man overboard

    by Jake Aller on November 6, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Man overboard

    a man is lost at sea
    fell overboard from the cruise ship
    after drinking too much

    he hung onto the buoy
    adrift in the deep ocean
    tears filling his eyes
    as he was tossed by the waves

    waiting for rescue
    hearing the sirens
    of the rescue boats

    he sees a light house
    and swims to shore
    where he soon rejoins
    the ship

    and recalls his tale
    of being lost at sea
    in the Caribbean breeze

    Author notes

    writing com prompt to use the following words buoy tears waves adrift lighthouse sirens port lost

    election tricube

    by Jake Aller on November 6, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Election tricube

    Just Watching
    Election
    Endless noise

    Who will win?
    Who will die?
    Will I die?

    Nothing more
    Than the noise
    Of madness

    Author notes

    thoughts while watching madness of the election unfold

    Timeless love novel in progress

    by Jake Aller on November 6, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Timeless Love

    By

    Jake Cosmos Aller

    Chapter One – the Funeral Speech
    Sam Adams was turning 75.  He was also celebrating his 50th wedding anniversary.  In preparation for the anniversary, he recorded a video about his life together with his wife Maria Lee.  Their love story was unique and would make a great movie Sam thought.  The video would be the first draft of their life story so to speak, with any luck, he could turn into a movie.
    He called together his niece, and his lawyer, and told them he prepared the video his life story, and wanted it to be played both at the wedding anniversary and at the funeral before he felt his time was coming to an end. He also revised his will and wanted his life story to be written into a movie after he died.  He discussed the pending changes to his will and his wishes for the funeral.  He told them both that he felt that they needed to be ready to plan the funeral. That night he died peacefully.  the video was played at the funeral.
    “Hello, my name is Sam Adams, and if you are viewing this, I am no longer here among the living and that is okay. I have had a long and eventful life.  The central mystery of my life his how I met the love of my life, Maria Lee.  As some of you know, I literally married the girl of my dreams.  But what you may not know is that Maria and I have been soul mates for over 5, 000 years and up until this life, our love story always ended up badly as we were from different social classes. She was the daughter of the king or rich family, and I was the son of a working-class family.  Our love was forbidden by the rules of the time.
    On our tenth wedding anniversary, we went to a past life analyst and through hypnosis relieved our past lives.  We recorded our recollections which I wrote down at the time and posted last year on my blog, the world according to cosmos. Some of you may have seen it.” I have now updated it as part of this video celebration of my life.
    Chapter Two the Dream Begins
    It all began tens of thousands of years ago at the dawn of time when Sam first met his soul mate, Maria.  they were originally from the planet Sirius and met in the world between worlds before each reincarnation.  Their love was cursed from the beginning as they were born under a dark star, doomed to be executed time after time for their forbidden love affairs.  Until finally in 1982 the curse was lifted, and they had a long and happy life together.  This is their true love story of timeless love that crossed the barriers of time, space, distance and different species and races.
    They met in the timeless spaceless world known as the world between worlds where portals wormholes linked various worlds together.  Sam and Maria had been sentenced to a time in purgatory waiting final status determination – heaven or hell?  the word came down they would be given another chance to get it right and found themselves wandering the deep Forrest  they came to a path lined with gate ways to their past and future lives.  first stop Atlantis, last stop was Berkeley, in 1974.  that is when the dreams that haunted Sam’s life began.  after jumping in and out of various lives they came to the end of the portals and saw Berkeley, “last stop” and they jumped into Berkeley and started living the dream world.
    The dreams started when Sam was a senior at Berkeley high school in 1974, around Maria’s birthday in late May, perhaps.  About a month before Sam graduated, he fell asleep in a physics class after lunch and had the first dream:
    A beautiful Asian woman was standing next to him talking in a strange language.  She was stunning – the most beautiful girl he had ever seen.  She was in her early twenties, with long black hair, and piercing black eyes. She had the look of royalty.  She looked at me and then disappeared, beamed out of his dream like in “Star Trek.”  He fell out of my chair screaming, “Who are you?”  She did not answer.
    Later that day Sam told his best friend, Robert Sicular who was in the class with him about the dream.  He also told them that he knew that he would meet her some day and that was the women he was destined to marry.
    Robert said,
    “Man, that is crazy shit, dude. You had best quit smoking weed before class man. You be high. have any of that shit?
    nah smoked it all up. But dude the dream is real.
    sure.
    Sam told Robert’s parents, Bob, and Ruth about the dream. Bob and Ruth were awfully close to Sam. Sam hung out at their house a lot to escape his parents as he had grown up in a very dysfunctional family.
    Bob said,
    “Well that is the craziest love story I have ever heard so it must be true.”
    Ruth said
    “Follow your dreams. You will have to meet her someday, but you may have to go to Asia to find her. Where do you think she is?”
    “Maybe Japan, maybe Korea, maybe Mongolia, Thailand, Vietnam? The Philippines? But not China because whatever she is speaking is not Chinese.”
    One day Sam was late for his summer job working in the parks department. He had the dream again about 6 am and it woke him up.  Same thing occurs.  She is standing there talking to him and she has love in her eyes for him.  She reaches out to touch him and then disappears.  He felt electricity flowing from her as she touched him. Sam got up and accidentally breaks the mirror in the bathroom.  Sam  tells his mother who said that he will have seven years of bad luck as a result of breaking a mirror and later Sam thought that he had endured seven years of failed relationships and missed romantic opportunities because fate was conspiring to prevent him from getting seriously involved with anyone else because the universe was saving him for his one true soul mate.
    A few days later, Sam is hanging out with his friends Matt and Mark playing pool at his house downstairs in the basement.  Sam tells them that he had the dream again.
    Matt says,
    “Dude! that is just too creepy to believe. You should not be telling people that shit, they might think that you are some sort of nutter.  I mean we know you are nuts but in a good way and we love ya for its bro, but others well they might think you are certifiable.”
    Mark looked at Sam and said,
    “Yeah dude, that is crazy shit, I mean shit like that ain’t real you know what I mean?”
    “Matt, Mark, I swear to god it is too. I had the dream again. And I know I am going to meet her and marry her someday.”
    “Right on dude. Party on! We believe you.”
    About a month went by and then Sam started having the dream as he called it, repeatedly.  Always the same pattern – early morning, she would stand next to me talking, I would ask whom she was, and she would disappear.  She was the most beautiful, alluring women he had ever seen, and he was struck speechless every time he had the dream.
    After a year – Sam’s lost year – where he drank too much, smoked too much weed and flunked out of Oberlin Music college, Sam had finally started his third college, UOP, third college in a row and he is determined to get serious and get his degree after his lost first year.
    One day shortly after arriving at UOP he has the dream again.
    That night he is smoking weed and drinking with his friend Roy, and Emma and several others.  He recounts the recurring dream and again says he knows he is going to meet her and marry her. They all express a degree of polite skepticism.
    Roy says, “Dude that shit don’t happen in real life. Get real.”
    Emma says, “don’t waste your time looking for her.  Either you will find her or someone else and I am sure you will find the right women someday.”
    One day in late May, about a week before Sam graduated, he had been accepted into the Peace Corps.  He had a deadline to respond whether he would accept the proposed assignment. He had a choice going to Korea as a TB control worker in August or to Thailand as an ESL teacher in a rural school in October.  He was leaning towards Korea.  He had taken Japanese and Chinese history classes in college and he was fascinated with the region and he was curious about Korea.  And besides, he was ready to get going.
    On May 18, 1979 at 5:30 Sam had a slightly different dream.  In the dream, she told him when he asked where she was, “Seoul, Korea.” And smiled at him. And disappeared as she usually did”.
    Sam told his housemates, Sara, Sharon, Roy, and Kevin about the dream.  They all knew that he had been having this recurring dream over the years.
    Sara said,
    “Well seems like you need to go to Korea to meet her.  I believe you and believe that you are fated to meet her.”
    “Well perhaps so but we will still get married at age 50.”
    That was a standard joke between them.  Sam and Sara both felt that we were best friends, but she did not want to have a romantic relationship with Sam, but he did.  They had been living together for almost three years at this point and in a few weeks they would all be moving out at the end of the month, and end of the school year for them.  Sara, Kevin, and Sam were all graduating.  Sharon and Roy had another year to go.  Sharon never came back after being raped in her apartment after she moved out.  Roy dropped out of college as his parents could not afford the tuition anymore.

    Chapter Three Searching for the Dream Girl in Korea
    In August 1979, Sam arrived in Korea. He looks around and sees thousands of women who look like the girl in the dream, but none of them are her.  He knew he was going to meet her. He started having that dream monthly.  Usually near the end of the month and almost always first thing in the morning.  The dream was always the same.  She would repeat the word Aka which Sam later learned was the Korean word for baby and became her pet name him once they met.  The rest of the conversation he could not understand at all.
    He was always struck speechless and could only mutter the words,
    “Who are you? Where are you?  When will we meet?”
    She would smile at him with love sparkling in her eyes and then beam away.
    The dream complicated Sam’s love life.  Sam was awkward around women, as he was a bit of nerd and lacked social graces.  Sam also was an intense person and that might have scared people from getting involved with him.  He was kind of like the character in the movie, “40-Year-Old Virgin”.
    Because of the dream, Sam could not see himself getting involved with anyone else because I knew I was fated to be with her someday.  He had several girlfriends, but no lovers until his last year in college.  He had two girl friends in the Peace Corps, but neither were the “one” and Sam knew that he would meet her someday.
    After the Peace Corps Sam taught ESL to Koreans who were serving in the US army to fulfill their mandatory military duty (KATUSAS). Sam also taught BSEP) basic skills to military people.  In those days, the military was taking in high school dropouts and many of the enlisted people had sub-par reading and math skills.  His job was to get them to read and do math at the 8th grade level.
    One winter while Sam was in the Peace Corps, he went to Taiwan on a personal visit. He met a famous fortuneteller who made three predictions – He would marry an Asian woman; he would marry when he was 27 and he would become a diplomat.  All three predictions turned out to be true.
    After the Peace Corps, Sam took a job in Korea and decided that he would give it one more year. If he did not meet her by then he would return to Seattle to go to Graduate school at the University of Washington in Korean studies.  Sam moved about the entire country. Sam was lonely, dissatisfied, and. felt that he was wasting his time. He kept having the dream though.
    Sam was also drinking too much and hanging out at bars.  Sam liked to go to the bars and chat up the waitresses and practice his Korean.  They were amused by that and Sam learned a lot of “street Korean” from them and once a month or so Sam would take one of them to her room and have sex.
    One day Sam was starting to work for a new contractor, Central Texas College.  His previous contractor, Los Angeles Community College, had lost the contract and Sam was unemployed for a month and broke as hell.  Sam had about 100 dollars in the bank.  He was teaching ESL on the side here and there and making some extra money which went for booze and women, so he was always broke.
    One day Sam felt that he had to tell his employer that he was quitting and returning to the States to go to graduate school.  He was planning on meeting with his director later that week.  Then that morning he had the final dream.
    She came to him again, but this time, Sam understood her Korean.  She said, “Don’t worry, we will be together soon and once we are together, we will be together forever. I have been waiting since our last life together. And now I have found you.”
    “걱정하지 마십시오. 우리는 곧 함께있을 것이며 우리가 함께 있으면 영원히 함께 할 것입니다. 나는 마지막 생애 이후로 기다리고 있습니다. 그리고 지금 당신을 찾았습니다.”
    “geogjeonghaji masibsio. ulineun god
    geos-imyeo uliga hamkke iss-eumyeon yeong-wonhi hammock hal geos-ibnida. naneun majimag
    ihulo gidaligo issseubnida. geuligo jigeum dangsin-eul chaj-assseubnida.”

    Chapter Four She walks out of the dreams, off the bus and into his Life
    On Wednesday August 26, 1982 Sam got on a military bus on Camp Casey near where he lived in Tongduchon in a rented room.  He was living very basically those days out of a suite case in a rented room as his employer kept sending him all over the country.  He must have moved at least ten times that year.
    He was talking with a fellow BSEP teacher about graduate school on the bus.  They were both quitting soon to go back to the States for graduate school. Sam was going to study Korean studies at the University of Washington, and Mark was studying Public Administration at the University of Oklahoma on base.He had started studying at Yongsan and was transferring to the main campus so he could study full time.  He highly recommended that Sam study for a MPA degree as he knew that Sam was waiting to pass the foreign service test.
    That night, Sam got off the bus in front of Camp Red Cloud where he was teaching.  Sam got off the bus and the girl in the dream walked off the bus, out of his dreams and into his life.  It was the moment he had been waiting for all his life.  Sam had been dreaming of that moment for six- and one-half years.  And here she was.
    Sam was struck speechless.  He stared at her and she stared at him.  And there was an instant connection, love at first sight for both.  She was with another fellow teacher, Jim.  Jim introduced them.  They were going to see a movie and Sam told them he would meet them at the cafeteria at 8:30.
    The class went by in a blur.  Sam was still stunned that he had met her.  He came up with a lame excuse that he wanted a language partner, and she could help him with his Korean and he could help her with her English.  They met up at the cafeteria.
    He had a cup of coffee and a burger.  She had a burger too.  Jeff excused himself and said it was nice meeting her.  And left them for he could sense the connection between them.
    They talked about her life and his life.  Then Sam proposed that they meet up on Friday morning for a hike and further talks.  He was off on Friday.
    . She spoke English good as she was an English Education major at Sungsil Woman’s university and was a senior.  She was 23 years old and he was 27 years old.  He was born in the year of the goat and she was born in the year of the pig. According to fortune tellers they had a perfect astrological chart and were soul mates.  In any event it was love at first sight for both, and as Koreans say
    처음에 사랑
    cheoeum-e salang
    Sam told her that He was teaching MTWTH nights only and would be teaching some daytime classes the following month but for now his days were wide open until 5 pm when he had to leave for his evening classes.
    She agreed to meet him on Friday at 9 am for breakfast and then we would go for a hike in a mountain park nearby that neither had been to.
    That night Sam called his friend Robert, who had been in the room when Sam had first dreamt of meeting Maria and told him that he had met the girl in the dream.  He was stunned.
    “Robert,
    “I have big news; I met the girl in the dream.  The girl I have been dreaming about for these last eight years.  She is real. I met her on a bus.  She is stunning. She is a College senior, and we are meeting tomorrow. “
    “Dude. That is unreal.  But whatever you do not tell her about the dream, at least not right away. That might freak her out.  It would freak any one out. Shit like that do not happen you know man.  Are you alright?  Been taking drugs? Drinking too much?”
    “Dude.  It is all good. It is real. And I am going to marry her!
    “whatever dude.  I believe you because you believe in the dream, I sure hope it is real.”
    “it is real, dude.”
    The next day Sam wrote to the University of Washington and asked for a one-year deferral of admission as something had come up that required him to stay in Korea for one more year.  They responded in a few weeks giving him a year deferred enrollment.
    The next night she was waiting for him at the army base where he was to teach a class.  She told him that she had to see him as she had something to tell him Sam signed her on to the base and left her at the library to study.  She was a college senior she told him. They went out for coffee after class at a classical music cafe.  She told him she was madly in love with him and that he was the man for her.  He told her not to worry as he felt the same.
    Sam wrote his parents telling them that he was postponing graduate school for one more year.  And had informed the University.

    Chapter Five Whirlwind Romance
    On Friday, Saturday, and Sunday they met each day and went for long walk in the mountains near the base and had breakfast, lunch, and dinner together.  She made him kimpop (Korean sushi rolls) every day.
    They talked further about her life and his life so far.  Her English was far better than his Korean, so they mostly talked in English.    She was a senior at Sungmyeong Woman’s University majoring in English Education.  But she wanted to work for a corporation rather than become a high school English teacher.  She was also going to start a graduate degree at Seoul working on an MBA degree in a new program that was taught in English.
    He told her that he had been accepted to go to the University of Washington for a MA degree in Korea studies but would start that in about a year.  He would be teaching for CTC for a few months but wanted to find another teaching job somewhere in Korea as he was tired of teaching on base and the pay was not particularly good.  Sam told her that perhaps she could come to Seattle with him and study there.  She looked at him and said that she would love that.
    On Sunday night in the same coffee shop, Sam proposed to her.  Or she proposed to him, or they did it together.
    Maria looked at Sam and said
    “Sam, it is obvious we belong together. You are mine and I am yours.”
    “Maria,
    “I agree.  Let us get married, October 29th is my legal birthday. We can do the paperwork then and have the wedding later. What do you think?”
    “Sure. That will work.  You have to meet my parents though soon.”
    “Okay”
    And that was that.
    In any event they agreed that they would do the formal paperwork through the embassy on Friday October 29th, 1982 which was Sam’s legal birthday.  Sam was born at 4 am on October 30th but the night nurse typed October 29th on the birth certificate and refused to re-type it, so Sam had two birthdays and celebrated both.
    They started meeting almost every day for the next month.  Usually late in the day before his evening classes and all-day Saturday and Sunday. They did a lot of talking about here and there and talked endlessly as they both found the other to be fascinating.
    They were extremely different in their opinions.  Opposites attract they say, and boy did they.  She was a bit radical in her thinking, later became very conservative politically.  He was moderately progressive.
    Sam called up Matt and told him that he had met the girl in the dream and was going to marry her. Matt like Robert was concerned that he was meeting a con artist because they could not believe that the dream could be true. Later when they met Maria they believed in the miracle of the dream.
    That weekend they met Saturday and Sunday and hung out all day.  On Sunday, they went for a hike in the woods. He proposed to her that night three days after they had met, but for Sam it felt that they had met eight years ago, He had been waiting all his life for her to walk out of  his dreams, and into his life and here, she was.  They had a delightful long walk in the woods and even saw a woodpecker.  She told him that seeing the exceedingly rare bird was supposed to be good luck.
    They married two months later after a Buddhist priest told her Mother that our astrological match was a perfect fit.  Her mother did not want her to marry a foreigner.  One day about a month after they had met, she invited him to meet her parents, but she did not tell them Sam was a foreigner.  Sam brought a bottle of Jack Daniels for his Father-in-Law and Uncle in law and drank the entire bottle with them.  He approved of him, but Sam’s Mother-in-Law still had reservations. After the Buddhist Priests told her it was a perfect astrological combination, she agreed, and they planned on getting married.  as she put it, “who am I to go against the will of heaven?”
    A few weeks after they were legally married, her parents allowed Sam to start spending the night with Maria pending their moving to the Korean Army School where they would hold their formal marriage.  As part of the job, they received an apartment on base, they would be the first international couple to get married at the Korean army school.

    Chapter Six Her Mother’s Opposition
    Her mother was mad that had had jumped the gun, and started our sexual lives, but Sam and Maria were happy to get started on their married life.
    Several years ago, later, Maria and Sam had a frank talk about her Mother just before she passed on from this life.  Maria had a difficult relationship with her Mother as many daughters had.  The following story shocked Sam.  She recalled her growing up with her mother who told her many times that she should have killed her when she was a baby.  Her mother hated her from birth. She said that Maria was a crying baby, and she could not get any sleep for the first two years of her birth as Maria was always crying.  She said that Maria was so ugly a child that she was ashamed to be seen with her.  She told her to never call her Mom in public and Maria often hid in her room when people came over because she felt that she was indeed ugly.  When she was in junior high school, she went to a class trip to the Dongdaemoon ice skating ring dressed in pants etc. Her classmates told her that she was a pretty girl, and during college she dated a medical student.  Her mother continued to say that she was ugly to her face.  She said that she thought that her boyfriend was deluded and did not see how ugly Maria was.  She also told her that Sam was ugly, but his brother Roger, who had visited them about a year after their marriage was handsome.
    She did not understand why Maria liked Sam.  It was love at first sight for both, and her Mother never experienced love in her life.  She was extremely jealous of the love between Maria and Sam from the first time they met.  She had a typical arranged marriage complicated by the war that separated her from her family and she was the youngest of 11 children.  Her husband also was a North Korean refugee and was the fifth child.  Neither her father nor mother had ever seen their relatives since the war except for her husband’s father who made it to the South and her husband’s older brother who had also made it to the South.  In any event, her mother blamed Maria for her father-in-law’s abusive behavior towards her after she was born.  Her father-in-law was angry that she had given birth to a girl and not a second son.  And he was annoyed that Maria was a crying baby. and in those days of male preference for children, sometimes parents killed off their daughters secretly and no one made an issue since child deaths were so common in the chaos right after the war.
    Her mother hated her from birth, thought that she was an ugly cry baby, stubborn, and selfish.  And mean. She did not want to spend money on her going to college. And of course, she hated her for marrying Sam and not marrying the medical student that she had “selected” for Maria.  She thought Maria was making a huge mistake marrying a foreigner.  And later she blamed Maria later for costing her money by “forcing her to sell the Sooyori property where Maria had grown up and some other property. Her parents like a lot of Korean families of her social class had several rental properties and lived off their rental income as well as her Father’s business.  He ran a makalli factory (traditional Korea rice wine), had a bus company, and owned a couple of hotels.  He was moderately wealthy by Korean standards but certainly not of the elite. Although his family was part of the famous Kyongju Lee clan – distant relatives of the last Kings of Korea.  In fact, in the entire history of the Kyongju Lee clan, only two members of the clan had ever married a foreigner, the first President of Korea, Shgymun Rhee who married an Austrian woman and Maria who married Sam
    Maria’s mother was always complaining that she did not treat her brothers or her with love and devotion, instead spending all her love on Sam. She was jealous of their love. And she resented Maria for becoming successful as an adult while her sons had turned out to be failures.
    When they came back to Korea to help her deal with cancer, she hated them being there. She did not want them to return to Korea permanently, thought they should stay in the U.S. and visit once a year at most for a few weeks.  She thought that Maria was plotting to take over property that did not belong to her and hated her for demanding her fair share of the family properties.  Finally, she resented the fact that she needed her help in going to doctors etc.
    An overly complicated family story. Sam always thought that this would make a particularly good novel, or movie or K Drama.  Food for a short story or two about Korean family dynamics.  Their love story would make a great K Drama complete with a villainous mother figure, who hated her ugly daughter from birth because she was an ugly crying baby.  And the mother continues to hate her rebellious daughter who marries a foreigner and despises her mother.  And became the first Korean born female to become an US Army office to be stationed in Korea.  And her son in law becomes a diplomat.
    They had grown up in quite different circumstances, countries, and cultures.  They had quite different personalities and both were strong willed, opinionated, and stubborn and proud.  Neither of took criticism well, and both tended to view the world in very personal terms.
    And boy did they have different personalities. Sam was outgoing, the life of the party, optimistic, happy go lucky, unrealistic, a big dreamer, a big story teller, but lacked discipline and tended to start projects but have a hard time finishing them and he wanted so much to be liked that forgave people too easily and he was too nice to the point that people took advantage of  him,
    Maria was more reserved, and very strategic and tactical in her thinking, very deliberate and took a long time before she made decisions.  In the meantime, she would talk out all the possibilities, which drove Sam up a wall, he wanted to decide quickly then move on.  Maria was suspicious, perhaps even paranoid, and very secretive.  Yet despite their profound differences, they some how managed to get along, reached agreement on the way forward and always thought about their partner.  And their love remained steadfast and unshakable.
    They say that opposites attract but it is hard to live with people who are so different.  Sam often thought that if they had taken one of these on=line compatibility tests they would fail the tests. According to Chinese Astrology theirs was a perfect astrological combination, a Male Goat, and a Female Pig.  According to western astrology, a Gemini (Maria) and Scorpio,(Sam) relationship was complicated but when it worked it was one of the most powerful relationship although both parties had to work hard at it to make it work.
    In any event, there was no mistaking the deep love, the powerful connection and the fact that they both knew from the moment they saw each other (Sam in his dream, and Maria getting off the bus) that they were fated to meet, marry and be together.  They were in fact soul mates.
    And they both knew that they had know each other in prior lives.  They had no idea how complicated a history they shared that transcended centuries dating back to the dawn of history but one day they would go through past life regression analysis and learn the shocking story of their true love destiny, but that is for later in the story.  For now, they just knew they were met to be together.
    Over the years whenever things were difficult between them as they always can be with married couples, Sam would think back to the dream and then he would fall in love with her again and again and again.  and when they were apart, Sam would have the dream, she was there looking at him with love flashing in her eyes – just staring at him and telling him how much she loved him
    Despite her mother’s misgivings, she honored the agreement, and they went ahead with plans to get married at the Korean Army school.  His father came out to the wedding which was the talk of the town.

    Chapter Seven Sam’s dysfunctional family history
    Her Mother reluctantly accepted Sam as her son-in-law. Her Father, and siblings accepted Sam as well and grew to love him as Sam was such a lovable personality.  Sam’s family accepted her into his dysfunctional family. Sam’s family’s history was long and complicated, according to DNA and family lore Sam had 18 different nationalities among his ancestry.

    On his father’s side of the family, his ancestry was from England, (hence the last name Adams (they were distant cousins to the Presidential Adams) Germany Norway, Sweden, Finland, Denmark, Holland, France, Spain, Russia, Ukraine, Lapland, Jewish, and Mongolian since  everyone from Eastern Europe is part Mongolian..
    His father grew up in Yakima, Washington State as the son of an apple farmer.  He had received a PhD from Harvard, and had been a Rhodes Scholar, having gotten a MA from Oxford.  He had served as the undersecretary of labor for Johnson and Kennedy before returning to the Bay Area where he taught for almost 40 years at San Francisco State University.  He was also a part-time politician, ran for congress against Ron Dellums and got his proverbial ass whooped.
    On his mother side of family, Sam was Irish, English, French, Dutch, and Cherokee.  According to the DNA, Sam was also part Nigerian.  His mother’s clan were part of the lost tribe of the Cherokee Indians the disappeared around 1830 and would never registered as members of the Cherokee tribe, living on in the Ozark mountains and hills of Arkansas, Missouri, and Texas, truly hillbillys as they used to call them. She was union activist and later a real estate agent and helped his father run his various side businesses.
    They had a love-hate relationship, and Sam grew up in a very dysfunctional family.  His older brother became an arch conservative as did his younger brother.  They both married Asian women, his older brother married his wife one month after he met her.  She was from the Philippines, and they had three daughters.  His younger brother married a Chinese American woman and had one son and two daughters.  His sister who died of a mysterious illness at age 50, had two daughters and one son. Sam was blessed to have many nieces, nephews and grand nephews, and nieces, although he did not get along with his siblings, he was found of his nieces and nephews.
    Sam’s wife had an older brother and younger brother therefore Sam had nieces and nephews and grand nieces and nephews on both sides of the family.  All in all, a very tangled interesting family story.
    Chapter Eight -The wedding of a thousand guests
    Then they had their wedding.  It was a huge celebrity wedding, and Sam had no clue.  It was a first in many respects.  In Maria’s family, she was only the second Chung Ju Lee clan member (the ancient royal clan) to have ever married a foreigner.  The first was Symgun Rhee, the First President of Modern Korea, and the second was Sam’s wife, Chong Oak Lee (later known as Maria Lee).
    Sam’s father came for the wedding and the Koreans interviewed him on nationwide TV as he was a former Under Secretary of Labor and apparently was the highest-ranking foreign father in law in Korean history.  It made all the papers.
    And finally, they were the first foreign-Korean couple to get married at a Korean Army base.  Sam was newly employed at the Hangjong Hak Kyo, the Korean Army Administration school.
    Their marriage had a cast of 1, 000 people. Sam’s father in law said he had never met most of his clan’s men and everyone wanted to come to the wedding.
    Sam was totally unaware of this until many years later.  His Korean was still not up to par and furthermore his wife did not want to alarm him or get him nervous.  She was nervous herself.  But she was determined that he was her man, and they would be married.
    It said a lot about their marriage.  Sam wanted her to be happy and so went along with her desires but boy what a media circus it all was.

    Chapter Nine early marriage life
    After the marriage of 1000 guests, Marie and Sam went on a honeymoon to a hot springs resort in the middle of January.  Sam learned that she was cold blooded and cannot handle cold weather and Sam had to warm her  up every night as he had an excess of  Ki life energy  as the Koreans put it and that became one of the many things that brought them together
    They went back to the ROK Army administration school and worked there for a year.  Maria got a job teaching Korean to US army officers for the University of Maryland and she also started attending the Seoul University graduate school MBA program.
    And they were preparing to go to the University of Washington for graduate school.  Maria told Sam one day she would like to join the US Army as an officer once she finished a graduate degree and became a US citizen.  Sam thought that was amusing but little did he know that she would make it happen.
    Maria turned out to be incredibly determined, capable and an overly ambitious woman. Sam on the other hand was much more laid-back, more content to just go with life handed him without too much talk about the future.
    Although their personalities were quite different, every day they woke up and fell in love with each other. Early on in their marriage they discovered that when they fought, and had an argument, afterwards they would laugh, and the magic would come back.
    After year of teaching, it was time to prepare to go back to the states. Sam took a six-month job back with his old employer teaching basic skills, ESL, and basic business courses.  She continued teaching Korean and taking classes at Seoul National University and taking the TOPEC test
    .  Sam had gotten into the University of Washington Jackson School of International Studies where he would get a MA in Korean studies.  She got into the linguistics program thinking that she might one to eventually find work as an interpreter at a high-level event.
    They left for Seattle and settled in there for four years.  She transferred to the MPA program which also accepted
    .  They worked through graduate school delivering papers and she worked part time as a translator.  She got into the ROTC program and once she became a citizen, she joined the US Army as an officer.
    When they graduated, they went to Korea where Sam taught at a Korean University and worked as a copy editor for a Korean economic think tank. In the evenings he taught at the University of Maryland on base teaching government and taught business for Central Texas Community college.
    Three years later Sam got into the State Department and went to DC for training.  He came back to Korea and did his first assignment in Korea.
    Then he went to Thailand after studying Thai and she went on for further training.  They were then separated for two years – the worst two years of his life and Sam began to drink and fell into bad habits.
    But they were reunited after two years and went back to the States. On their 15th-year anniversary, Sam convinced Maria it was time to go to a past life regression analysis to learn their true love story.
    Chapter 12 Meeting past life hypnotist
    After returning from Thailand to DC, Sam and Maria were separated due to their respective jobs, she went to Texas and he went to DC by himself. One day he went jogging and felt down a ledge in the dark shattering his heel in a million pieces, He ended up in the hospital off and on for a year undergoing 14 operations and staying at Walter Reed Hospital for almost six months.  For the first four months after the initial operation, he stayed in San Antonio with her.  When he returned to DC the staff infection returned and almost killed him.
    During this time, Sam and Maria fell in love again and were determined to stay in DC for a while. But still Sam was puzzled about one thing.  He knew somehow that he had known Maria in another life but did not know what had transpired.  She also confessed that she felt that they had known each other in a previous incarnation.
    Finally, after 15years of living together and 27 years after he first met her in his dreams, he finally felt he had to know the truth of how they had really met and the mystery behind their surprisingly long-lasting love.  Sam and Maria were so different from each other it was amazing that they had stayed together all those years.  Yet Sam knew it was meant to be.
    They had often talked about the dream, and how they met.  Maria said that she did not believe in the “dream”, but she also knew when she saw him that he was hers and hers alone and that is why she approached him the way she did.
    Sam after an argument once asked her
    “Well if I am so horrible why did you ever marry me in the first place?”
    “temporarily insanity?”
    and they laughed and fell in love again.
    Just as they always had ever since they met.  The longest that they stayed angry at each other was for three days.  Usually he would go for a long walk, maybe go out for a burger and beer, and wait until she called him and said he could come home. Then they would have a long talk about the issues and try to come up with a solution.  and then they would have made up sex.
    After four years in the States they were separated again, Sam went to India, and she stayed behind and then went to Korea.  Because of that decision she was not in DC on 9-11.  But there were separated for almost a year. During that time, Sam and Maria drifted apart.
    When Sam and Maria finally were reassigned to the States after the events in India had almost led to a divorce, Sam and Maria began the process of reconnecting, and reconciliation. As part of that process, Sam proposed that they met with a past life hypnotist for a past life regression.
    Sam told Maria before the meeting his research into past lives.  he told her that he believed in reincarnation.  he also said that he believed in Soul mates.  Most people never met their soul mate, each of us has one. The one we were destined to be with. However, only a few people ever met their soul mates. It is part of the Zen of love and is why there is so much marital discord.  People know that their partner is not really their soul mate more of a temporarily arrangement until they meet the one.  But unfortunately for most people, they never ever met the one. Only happens once in a blue moon so to speak and for them for some reason it has happened repeatedly. and sometimes you meet your Soul mate who is married to someone else at the time and you end up either breaking up a marriage or deciding not to pursue your soul mate in this life.
    Sam said that he had experienced love at first sight two times in his life. First with his best friend in college, his roommate Sara.  they had a platonic love affair, but she did not want a romantic relationship with him.  Sara had finally told him that she was ready for him to come back to the States and be with her.  The very next day he met Maria and so he never got together with Sara.
    Then there was her.  Prior to meeting her he had several girlfriends, and was a late bloomer sexually speaking. Just never got the hang of closing the deal sexually so to speak.  He was awkward socially, goofy looking with thick glasses, did not drive, and a genius always thinking deep thoughts.  A real nerd so to speak.
    But once he discovered sex, he knew he had to have sex at least once a month and so he resorted to one night stands with various woman he would meet in bars, most were “professionals” so to speak.
    Then she walked out of the dreams, off the bus and into his life and the rest was history.
    He also had experienced hate at first sight a few times as well.  Hate at love was also the result of running into someone one had a prior conflict within a prior life.
    Maria told Sam that she had been resigned to marry the medical student whom her Mom had selected for her.  But she turned him down when she met Sam because there was no chemistry between them at all and he did not want “a career woman” he wanted a more traditional woman who would take care of the house, home finances and have three children with.  And Maria did not want any of that. She made it clear when they got married that she wanted a career as well and probably did not want children.  Sam accepted that and promised he would support her in whatever she wanted to do but he hoped that they would have children someday.  Just turned out that someday never happened until it was too late.
    They researched the various professionals offering such services and booked an appointment with Dr. Sandra Patel.  Sandra Patel was a Hindu believer and she approached past life analysis from that perspective.  However, she said, that one did not have to believe even in re-incarnation to benefit from past life analysis.  One simply had to have an open mind.  Most past life analysts were either Buddhist or Hindu, but there were a few that were agnostic, and a few Christian ones as well. There was a lot of fraud in the field as well, so the legitimate ones all knew each other and helped each other out.
    Because the professional medical establishment thought that the whole field was suspect and did not believe it, there was no medical insurance that would cover the cost of the analysis and it was not cheap as it would require several long visits.  She would videotape each session and then play the tape for them so they could discuss it and figure out what it all meant.  Once you woke up from a session you often did not remember what had happened.  These memories were deeply buried, and she thought that was just the nature of reincarnation.  each time you came back you had to learn it all over again otherwise your past life would really screw up your present life and your future life so it was best not to know too much. Just too complicated navigating things in this world.
    Dr. Patel had been doing past life regression analysis for decades and was one of the founders of the still controversial field.  She had published several books on the subject and told them they needed to read her basic book, “Past Life Analysis” before she could schedule an appointment.
    She required the fee upfront. It would cost them 10, 000 dollars. They would receive the video, and a transcript of the video to keep.  All sessions including the debriefings would be taped and given to them.  In some cases, she would ask their permission to share their stories, but she would change their names if so requested.  This helped her get more clients and promote the field as legitimate.
    She had just created a web page SandraPatelPastLifeAnalysis.com and she also required them to go on line and fill out a pre-interview questionnaire including answering why they wanted to do the analysis in the first place.
    They filled out the questionnaire, read her book and decided that they wanted to do it and made the appointment.  They answered the why they wanted to do the past life analysis by discussing the dream Sam had and the love at first sight meeting that led to them getting married two months after meeting.
    She listened to Sam ‘s story and told Sam that in her professional experience, some couples are soul mates and they always find each other in the next life.  But Sam ‘s and Maria’s story were extraordinary.  Sam told the Doctor that he had never discussed the dream with anyone other than his two friends who had witnessed the dream because well people would think that he was crazy.  Dr. Patel told him that she believed him.
    She had never heard such a story before in her professional life, but Dr. Patel felt that there must have been a tragic ending to their previous loves. That would explain how they met.  She went to say that love at first sight and hate at first sight were really the same phenomenon.  It meant that the people involved knew each other in a prior live and they still had issues that they had to resolve in this life.  So, yes, Dr. Patel believed them.  She decided to treat both and bring them back in time to their previous lives to see what had happened to cause such a strong connection across the barriers of space and time.
    so, they began the session.  She put them both under hypnosis and asked them to go back to when they first met and describe things in as much detail as possible. Where were they? who were they in that life? How had they met? when were they?

    Chapter 11 of Timeless Love stories begins their cursed love affair in the fabled city of Atlantis where General Zoren falls under the spell of Zarina.
    Chapter 11 Atlantis- alien love affair
    At the beginning of recorded time, Sam met Maria and they were born together as soul mates.  After several lifetimes as Sirians in the Sirian empire, they met again in the world between worlds where they were shown their fate.  They were in limbo in the world between hell and heaven. God had decided to give them another chance at finding happiness.  They walked up to the portal – the hole in the ground labeled Atlantis and found themselves reborn as Sirian Reptilian overlords in Atlantis 3000 BC just before the destruction of the city of Atlantis
    Their timeless love story began 5, 000 years ago in the fabled city of Atlantis. Sam and Maria were originally from the planet Sirius, ten light years from Earth.  Sam was originally General Zoran governor of the Atlantis colony, and Maria was originally Zarina the leader of the opposition party.  The Sirians had come to earth 25 years ago and build the city of Atlantis in an island mini continent in the  middle of the Atlantic ocean, Zoran was related to the royal family back home, seventh  son of the Emperor, and was the royal governor of the Atlantis colony.  The colony had 1.5 million Sirians, (red Sirians, green Sirians and shapeshifters) and the other five other races (canines, felines, primates, and insectoids) from the Sirians Empire living on it and 2 million human slaves.  The Sirians considered humans to be savages and treated the local slaves badly.  The other races were more sympatric as were the Green Sirians, all faced discrimination form the dominant Red Sirians who were the traditional elite in the home worlds.
    25 years after the colonization Zoran had a dilemma on his hands.  The human slaves were turning out to be a problem. They were intelligent, cunny and devious creatures, and deeply religious worshiping a multiple of Gods. Some thought that Sirians were Gods, most thought that they were evil devils from a mythical place called Hades.
    . The Sirians distrusted the humans from the first time they encountered them.  On their home world, the Sirians had battled human life monkeys for centuries until they had finally subdued them.  Most were killed in the “final solution”, a policy that Zoran had approved at the time and had overseen.  Zoran had no love for the sub-species and thought that the humans were somehow related to the monkey species.
    In their conquests of ten worlds so far, the Sirians had encountered  essentially five variants of intelligent life.  The latest theory was that intelligent life forms in the universe came in five basic flavors; -, the Sirians were reptilian and came in three sub-species, the Red Syrians, which was the dominant race, that Green Syrians, were mostly the lower castes, and the shape shifters, who were Intel and warrior  class, and mostly identified with Male Red Sirians but could be anybody and anything, and were greatly feared by everyone.  Zoran was a shape shifter as were all the members of the royal family.
    The other races of the universe were canine like creatures, feline like creatures, humanoid (monkey) like creatures and insectoid creatures.  In the Syrian Empire, the Sirians were the master race, the other races were second class citizens. The Humanoids on Sirius had largely been wiped out in the  ”Final solution,” but there were 50 million humanoids left on their home world once they proved to be loyal subjects like the other conquered races had become.  The humanoids were feared because like the Sirians they thought of themselves as the superior race of the universe, and the humanoids unlike other species were all infected with a religious delusion gene and refused to accept that there were no Gods, Devils or Angels in the materialist universe.
    The Master plan was that the Syrians would establish a colony and gradually take over the planet inflating the local inhabitants and killing off most of them and eventually allowing the locals after `100 years or so gradually regain their limited freedom.  But there were exceptions of course.  A common punishment for criminal misbehavior for political misbehavior was a period of the slavery for 10 years, often spent in harsh labor camps.
    The central question for General Zoran and the central command had what to do with the humans.  The Policy line that the Central  headquarters had lay down, was for Atlantis to establish itself as a Bridgehead and then after 10 years or so millions of colonists would arrive. Human should be given a choice, continued lives as slaves mostly agricultural workers, or resist and die.  In any event in their culture would be abolished all humans would be require speak only the Syrian language.  Their cultural and artistic treasures such as they had would be shipped back to the Imperial grand museum.  Their temples would be destroyed as the Sirians were atheistic materialists and had no patience for religious dogma = and persecuted religious fanatics throughout the empire such that were very few believers in the old religions left in the Empire.
    This was the policy line, and he was supposed to carry it and not question it. Questioning orders and doctrine in his opinion usually did not turn out well and was as the young called it “a career killing move.”  He was the ultimate survivor and he needed to make Earth the 11th planet of the Empire. He hoped someday become Emperor as he was in the imperial line of succession, but he would have to kill his seven siblings.  His siblings were all also governors and various planets and senior positions.  Once their father died they would probably be as usual  a short Civil War and one of the siblings would emerge as the emperor and he was determined to be  the Emperor, the losers would have to be executed and their family members as well.. Just the way things happened in the Sirians Empire.
    When these profound troubling thoughts filled his head as he drank his morning coffee, Soren his executive AI popped up and told him his 11 o’clock meeting with Zarina the new head of the green political party was starting in a few minutes. . Zoran had not yet met Zarina, but he had heard troublesome things about her.
    When Zarina and Zoran met, and it was love and hate at first sight. Zarina was a stunningly beautiful woman, very competent highly intelligent, and very sexually aggressive.  In short, she was a kind woman that was his fatal attraction and he knew it.
    Zarina was an activist, working to improve conditions for the local human subjects. As such her work concerned Zoran.  Zoran was agnostic overall about the human subject thing, thought that they needed the labor but that perhaps humans could and should be treated better.  And Zoran sometimes regretted the “final solution” thinking that perhaps a policy of assimilation might have worked given time.  But the powers that be wanted to purify the home world and only have Sirians living there with some traders and government workers from the other races allowed.  And so, he was overruled and carried out the policy earning the hatred od the Green Sirians and their local leader Zarina.
    The other races were easier to round up and deport, the humanoids refused to relocate to the humanoid home world insisting that they were not the same race at all and the other humanoids spoke a different language and worshiped the wrong Gods.  Zoran sent for Zarina and they had a long passionate talk about humanity and the Sirian treatment of humans.  Zoran was instantly attracted to her but also felt that she was too idealistic and naïve about the humans, although she had changed his mind and his heart a bit.  Zarina had just recently came to Atlantis and as the head of the local opposition party had scheduled this courtesy call which would turn out to be a long lunch no doubt.  He told Soren his AI to block out the afternoon so he could devote his attention to Zarina.
    For the reptiles of his social class, arranged marriages where the north and it was overdue time to get married.  General Zoran had not yet married but had a number of potential mates selected for him from his ambitious mother, the second wife of the Empire.  All he had to do was say yes to the proposed match and they would join him after getting married back home.  He was due to return for a visit in a few weeks anyway.
    Generally red families married Red families and green families married green families.  There was little intermarriage between the two races.  And truly little interspecies relationships although as a shapeshifter he could assume any form and have sex with any species.  Some shapeshifters engaged in that, but he was a bit old fashioned and found the very concept to be disgusting.
    Fortunately for him shape shifters can marry either red or green, so it would be possible for him to consider an alliance with her as she represented an important party in the Imperial Senate..  Although the Emperor had considerable power, along with the military, they still had to get the support of the congress.  The congress consisted of the Assembly with elected representatives from each species and planets.  The Senators represented their planets and were for the most part red Sirian Reptiles and landlords who had large plantations and industrial interests to protect, although there were Senators from the other races on their home world, but the Imperial Senate was mostly Red Sirian.

    Zoran was engaged in a political battle against the Green Sirians who were advocating letting the humans go and the Red Sirians who were advocating conquering the main land and enslaving the pre-Greek and pre-Roman civilizations and the pre-Indian and Pre-Chinese civilizations as well as the ancient Egyptian civilizations.. The Sirians had arrived at the dawn of civilization and had made contacts with all the pre-historical civilizations, through conquest and warfare.  Most of the early humans thought that the Sirians were either Gods, Demons or Monsters and they were greatly feared on the mainland.
    Zarina was the leader of the Green Sirians and they were openly talking about revolting against  the established leadership and establishing a free Republic of humans and Sirians on earth – outside of the Empire.  Zoran was determined to crush the rebellion but that would mean he would never be able to be with her as she was now his mortal enemy.  And he did not want to lose but allying him with her would complicate his plans to become Emperor.  Perhaps he could go along with her, revolt against the Empire then persuade her to join him in rebuilding a more just Empire?  She was extremely ambitious too and came from one of the most prominent opposition political factions.
    They met and soon had a torrid love affair.    Both found the other to be quite different, exciting, ruthless, ambitious and very sexy. They were very different and yet shared Zoran’s Imperial ambitions.  She convinced him to stand with her and declare the birth of the Free Earth Republic as they called it.
    He made a speech on worldwide TV announcing that the Earth would become independent and that humans and Sirians would be equal citizens along with representatives of the other five races. A delegation was being sent to the Greek, Roman, Indian, and Chinese cities to bring them into the fold.  Atlantis would remain the capitol of the planet.
    He returned to the palace. She was waiting for him and smiled and kissed him, and they made love all night long.
    Unbeknownst to Zoran, his siblings had heard of his and Zarina’s plans and were determined to destroy him and his Imperial ambitions.  The leader of the Red Sirians, his deputy and a man he had considered to be his best friend betrayed him and led the coup against General Zoren and the hated Zarina who was widely seen as having corrupted General Zoran with her dangerous thoughts and actions.
    In the morning, the Red Sirians launched their coup.  They surrounded the Imperial palace which was destroyed in a nuclear blast that accidentally destroyed the entire city of Atlantis.  As the city of a thousand years as it had been called sank into the ocean, Zoran, Zarina and hundreds of Sirian and human refugees fled to Rome where they at first welcomed and given refuge.
    Zoran and his fellow shape shifters began a campaign to take over the earth, and shape it to their needs, eventually re-developing space travel so they could conquer the earth and then challenge the Sirian Empire for control of the Universe.  The remaining Sirians split into three parties, the Shapeshifters assumed human form, intermarried, and became wherever they were members of the social elite. Always working secretly behind the scenes to further the interests of the Sirian agenda.  The red Sirians on the other hand were rounded up and killed as they were considered evil monsters, and incapable of reform and besides they were too closely tied to the Imperial family which still wanted to conquer the earth.
    .  The Green Sirians, by and large were able to disguise themselves and went underground to try to enlighten the earth.  They were largely unsuccessful and very few of them survived.  After a hundred years of so only a few shapeshifters survived along with a few red and green Sirians who formed a secret society that persists to this day.
    Zoran and Zarina’s love story ended when Zarina and Zoran were assassinated by a red Sirian general dispatched from the home world.  The word was in – earth was forbidden to all Sirians immigration and would be monitored for the next five thousand years.  And just before they died, their last words were
    “See you in the next life my timeless love” and they vowed to defy the laws of nature and man and find each other in the next life as they both had begun to believe in re-incarnation which was a minority opinion among the largely atheistic Sirians.  That line and the knowledge that they were true soul mates destined to meet again and again sustained them throughout the next 3, 000 years of history and they came back over and over again until finally in 1982 they overcame their cursed fate.

    Chapter 12 ancient Indian
    After Zoran and Zarina were killed their soul mates looked for each other but were lost in the limbo lands for hundreds of years and never met until one day about 500 years later they found themselves again in the world between worlds wandering towards their next fate. They saw a sign welcome pilgrim to India where an adventure awaits you and they jumped through the portal finding themselves in ancient Maura Empire in ancient India.  Sam was now a merchant, Arjun  who dealt with the royal family and supplied goods and food to the royals, and other high caste families, but Arjun was not of royal blood, he was Vaishyas, a middle caste due to his family’s occupation as merchants. Despite his caste background, the royal family took a liking to him and Arjun was often invited to royal functions.  Arjun had not married yet and was in his early twenties.  He ran the shop for his father who was old and ailing.  Arjun knew he would have the business someday.  His mother was constantly trying to match him up with various women, but he was not interested in getting married yet.  He had told her that, but she kept responding that it was time he settled down and produced grandchildren so that he would have children to carry on the family business.  His father concurred saying
    “son it is time you had children of your own and we have grandchildren. Your mother has found several suitable candidates. Can’t you at least meet them?”
    Finally, he agreed to meet the candidates. He met three woman, daughters of other merchant families but nothing clicked.  He told his parents that
    “Mom, Dad, I met the three women per your request.  They all seem nice enough, but nothing clicked between us. There was zero chemistry. Nothing at all.  I just cannot see myself marrying them and having sex with them.  Perhaps you can find some other candidates?  perhaps from the neighboring kingdom?”
    .  They told him,
    “Son don’t be ridiculous.  No one marries for love.  Over time you will grow to love your wife, if not you will find love with a mistress or second wife.  Everybody does that.  Your mother and I did not love each other at first but over time we fell in love and as you know our love is strong now. Perhaps the true love thing will happen to you.  All you must do is just tell us which one of the three woman you like the best, or if you really do not fancy any of them, we can find a few more candidates. But you must choose someone and choose them soon.  According to the fortune teller at the temple, you must marry within the year or a great tragedy will befall the entire family”
    “. Okay, find me seven more candidates, and then I will sleep with the top five picks and decide then.”
    His father laughed,
    “Son I like the way you think.  Not sure if the women will agree to this test but we can make it a condition with the understanding that you would choose one of the five after you sleep with them.  and perhaps the others could become your mistresses if you need a mistress. Mom, do you agree?”
    “If that is the only way we can get our son married, yes.  I will speak to the ten candidates.  I am sure that they will agree to the audition.”
    One day he was at the Royal palace in Patna making a delivery and checking up on food preparations for the King’s birthday, when he first met  Anaya the beloved daughter of King Chandragupta Maurya, who was widely seen as the most beautiful woman in all of the known worlds.  She was so beautiful that Arjun was struck speechless.
    She was tall, with black hair that reached down to her ample backside, and big, lovely breasts, and a fire in her black diamond eyes.  She radiated heat and passion and intense sexual energy.  there were rumors that she had a few Male lovers and a woman lover as well.  All sons of various princes.  But the king had announced that she was going to marry the Prince a neighboring kingdom.
    Arjun wanted her it was lust at first sight, but he knew that it would be a forbidden love affair that could result in them being executed.  The head priest of the Shiva Temple had recently begun a campaign cleaning out the rampant sexual immorality he claimed was overwhelming the Kingdom.  He stressed repeatedly that everyone in the kingdom must respect the traditional god given caste system, and that the rules apply to all including the King’s family. Sexual relations between higher and  lower caste individuals would no longer be tolerated, anyone who crosses that line does so with the risk of being executed for their crime of offending the traditional order.
    Anaya shocked him by coming up to him and they started talking.  She was the King’s youngest daughter and had a reputation for being standoffish.  She had turned down numerous proposals for marriage and the King was getting concerned, as he wanted to marry off his last child before he died.
    And the king had another kingdom in mine for his daughter’s marriage.  His two oldest daughters had married princes of other kingdoms and they formed through marriage useful alliances.  His son had married one of the richest landlords in the country that was especially useful as well as opened financial support for the royal family.
    He needed this alliance with a neighboring kingdom because he was preparing to conquer all of India, and the known worlds. Anaya was just too stubborn for her own good. She was a incurable romantic and said that she would only marry for the love and if there is chemistry what happened whenever that was’s between them.  The King just did not understand the youngster sometimes.  He had three wives, several mistresses, and his wives had lovers on the side that could meet their erotic needs.  If everybody was discreet, it all worked out.  He would evenly would allow her his daughter to have a secret lover, provided that her lover was of the proper caste.  If she took a lover that was lower caste, by the laws and customs of the kingdom he would have to execute his daughter’s lover and maybe his daughter as well.  He tried to explain this to her, but he did not think that it got through to her.  She was lost in her romantic fantasy world.  they just had a big argument and told her that she would marry the prince and give him a son and that was the end of the story.  After marriage, if she needed a lover, she could take a lover or two provided they were of the upper caste. However, under no circumstances could she have sexual relations with the lower caste – that was against the law and customs will result in the execution of her lover. The king had no choice in the matter, since the priests were adamant that the King’s family had to uphold the traditional caste system which was ordained  by Shiva and other gods.
    Arjun and Anaya hit it off.  Arjun asked her to join him for a walk in the park. They started secretly meeting in the forest for long walks.  While walking in the park, they began talking about their life and their pending decisions regarding marriage.
    Arjun told her of his dilemma and his pending auditions. Anaya was amused and told Arjun that he had to tell her all about it, including the details of how they made love. And why he chose whom he would ultimately choose.  She asked him if he was a virgin. he said that he was not, as a merchant he traveled a lot to various towns and usually stopped off at the local inn for drinks and spent the night with various bar maidens as merchants commonly did.  he had a few favorite bar maids but of course he could not marry any of them because they were beneath his family’s caste and besides, one did not marry such woman.
    He asked her if she was a virgin.  She laughed and said,
    “Yes, despite the rumors to the contrary I have not yet had sex although I did kiss a fellow prince and kissed his sister too.  I liked that.  After I marry, I hope my husband would let me have a girl friend or another lover if the chemistry does not work out. But I hope to lose my virginity soon.  The King has arranged me to marry the son of the King of the neighboring kingdom.  I met him; he seems nice enough but there was no chemistry between us.  Just cannot think I would enjoy making love to him.  and I do want to experience sex in all its forms.  My maids all swear by oral sex and I want to try that the most.”
    Arjun laughed and said,
    “Well I could show you how to do that if you want some day.”
    “Hmm we could do that.  It would have to be top secret. You know what would happen if the King finds out….”
    They both sighed and talked about the high priest campaign to enforce traditional moral codes particularly regarding sexual relations between higher and lower caste people.
    Arjun pointed out the absurdity of it all.  A upper caste man can go to a whore house and have sex with a lower caste woman or an untouchable and as long as they keep it strictly sexual and don’t fall in love or have a baby no one will condemn them.  But an upper caste woman having sex with a lower caste man or woman for that manner is a capital offense!
    Thus, Arjun and Anaya both knew that if they were caught the penalty for such an offense would be death for Arjun and maybe for Anaya as well as the inter-caste rules were strict in the kingdom, stricter than in most parts of India.
    Arjun one day proposed to her that they run away to another kingdom and set up life there anonymously.  She thought about it for a long time and finally agreed to join him in flight.  She had decided that she had to flee the kingdom and go far away to escape the King and his insistence that she marry Prince Vihan, a man she had grown to hate.  They had only a few conversations and it was clear that he was a first-class selfish asshole and only agreed to marry her for his political benefit. he was 35 years old, fat, overweight, bad complexion and ugly as sin.
    He made it clear that they would have sex until she got pregnant, but he would otherwise not have sex with her as he did not find her attractive at all. He would look the other way if she wanted to have sexual relations with his friends and cousins.  That could all be arranged.  But one she gave birth to a son; she was of no further use to him. She would be expected to play the traditional role of a mother and wife and that was it. She would not be allowed to talk in public or express any opinions and her friends would be monitored as well to prevent any scandals from occurring. and if she were to disgrace the family honor by engaging in sexual relations with a lower caste person, he would be first to demand that she be given the death penalty.
    Arjun told her that if she ran away with him, he would not carry out his audition and if they became lovers, he would only be with her from then on out. He promised to teach her everything about sex and was sure that they would be eternal lovers.  He said that he felt that she was his soul mate and they had known each other before and would know each other in the next life.
    He said,
    I will always find you my timeless love.”
    The day for their flight arrived and Arjun waited in the forest with a horse and cart.  She showed up late saying that she wanted to make sure no one knew.  They got in the cart and drove off.
    That night they made love for the first time in a rural inn.  They had told the owner that they had just gotten married and were moving back to his family’s farm in the neighboring kingdom. Fortunately for them, the inn keeper did not recognize either of them and bought their story and congratulated them. and left them alone as he sensed they were having an early honeymoon. They seemed like a nice couple and the Inn Keeper and his wife were glad that they could help them start their married life the right way with plenty of love and wild passionate love making.
    they kissed and undressed, and Arjun taught Anaya the art of oral sex, first doing her and then having her do him. Then they engaged in intercourse – first time for her. Afterwards they also tried anal sex as she said she wanted to try that as well.  they found that they were very comparable in bed and loved making love and made love all night for two nights. Then they got ready to flee the country.
    Two days later when they approached the border, they found a roadblock.
    They asked the guards
    “what going on?”
    the guard, a young man on his first mission, said
    There may be war soon.  The King’s youngest daughter is missing. Prince Vihan may have kidnapped her after the King told him the marriage was off because his daughter hated him and could not marry him, and the King had to find another suitable match.  Prince Vihan has declared that he expected the King to honor the original marriage contract and turn Princess Anaya over.  The king said no, and everyone is preparing for war and looking for Princess Anaya.  And we are also looking for Merchant Arjun because the rumor is that Prince Vihan hired him to kidnap Anaya and bring her to him.  In return he would work for the royal family in his kingdom and receive a huge reward including marriage to the daughter of the richest merchant in his kingdom.”
    Arjun and Anaya explained their cover story – that they were newlyweds going back to his homeland.
    Just then the captain of the guards, Prince Reynas Shah, came up to them and recognized Anaya and Arjun.
    “wait a moment.  I recognize these two. That is Merchant Arjun and that’s Princes Anaya.  What the hell are you two doing here?”
    Arjun tried to deny the truth, but the Captain told him,
    “Stop lying.  The less you say the better. You know I know you. And you know I know her.  If you are kidnapping her it would be bad for both of you.  But if you are having an affair well that is the death penalty as you both know.”
    They were arrested on the spot.  they were marched back to the Palace and thrown in the dungeon.  the Captain of the guard interrogated both and concluded that indeed Anaya and Arjun were running away together. He informed the King.  The King was furious at this betrayal of custom and tradition and furious that she had made him cancel the marriage to Prince Vihan and risk war.
    He sent word to Prince Vihan. Would he take her even now?
    The prince was adamant. Under no circumstance would he marry a fallen woman and he hoped that she and Arjun would be executed immediately.  He though promised to hold off on war provided that the King’s niece agreed to the marriage.  The King told the messenger that his niece had consented and that they would proceed with a royal wedding after the trial.
    A trial was held.  it was a huge event. Hundreds of people flocked to see justice be met out.  There was little to no sympathy for Arjun and Anaya. Both were guilty of violating the rules that all had to follow.  Some suggested that Anaya was to blame as she had clearly bewitched the handsome young merchant. And she should have married Prince Vihan and followed her father’s wishes.
    The ten women that Arjun was to meet all came to the trial determined to see him hang.  the story of the audition has spread, and the women involved were all considered to be of loose character to agree to such a charade.  And Arjun’s father and mother stood the risk of losing their business license and confiscation of all their assets.
    The innkeeper testified that he had heard them in the act of sex.  he had no idea who they were and if he had known he would have done his duty and alerted the King’s guards.  He condemned them for betraying the King and betraying traditional morality and rules.
    The captain of the guards testified as to their behavior at the guard post, and how they had almost escaped because Anaya had bewitched the guards with her beauty and charm.  He had gone out to see what was going on, if he had not stopped by, they would have escaped.  The guard who failed to stop them would be severely punished as well.
    Arjun was asked if he had any final words before the sentence of execution was to be carried out.  He said, “Only a few, my majesty.  When I first met Anaya, your youngest daughter, I knew that she was my soul mate and that we were met for each other.  Anaya and I are in love and even the Gods know it.  If we cannot be together in this life, we will be together in the next life and there is nothing you can do to stop our timeless love.  So please execute us together so we can be together forever.”
    The King was furious at these words and ordered Arjun and Anaya to be killed by slow torture in the public square as a lesson to all to not cross the caste barriers and keep in their god given roles in life.
    They were tortured for days and finally they were beheaded.  Arjun’s last words were, “I’ll see you in the next life my timeless love.”
    Anaya smiled back at him and died.

    Author notes

    my entry for NaNoWrMo so far first 13 chapters

    Hiking summer mountains

    by Jake Aller on September 7, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Hiking summer mountains

    Hiking the mountains
    near my house
    end of summer blues
    hot as hell

    humid and sticky
    like a sauna

    Summer weather ending soon
    fall is just around the corner
    a light breeze
    giving a hint
    of the coming of autumn
    as I walk through the mountains

    I begin thinking that
    Winter will be here

    and I am dreading as always
    Dreading the coming winter

    as I begin
    Preparing to hibernate
    As the summer ends
    Filling days with heat

    hoping for Cold weather
    to come soon
    and cool me off
    as I walk in the mountains
    with my love by my side

    dreams do come true

    by Jake Aller on September 7, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Dreams Do Come True

    The dream that changed my life
    Happened in high school

    I fell asleep in class
    And beheld a vision
    Of beauty standing there

    I yelled out
    Who are you
    And she disappeared

    Then for eight long years
    I dreamt of meeting her
    The girl in my dreams

    Who haunted my dreams
    Coming weekly
    Staring at me
    With love in her eyes

    I knew that someday
    I would meet
    And marry the girl
    In my dreams

    Eight years
    After the first dream

    I had the last dream
    She came to me
    And told me

    Don’t worry
    We will meet soon

    That night
    She walked off a bus
    In South Korea

    And into my life
    Three months later
    She became my wife

    Truly on that date
    I had met my fate

    Author notes

    based on my true love story for details see Dream Girl in my blog, the world according to cosmos

    my love came to me

    by Jake Aller on September 7, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    my love came to me
    one night she appeared in a dream
    then became my wife

    Author notes

    based on my true life love story for details see my web page dream girls at https://theworldaccordingtocosmos.com

    yesterday love came

    by Jake Aller on September 7, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    yesterday love came
    today love will come as well
    tomorrow as well

    Another black man murdered

    by Jake Aller on September 7, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Another black man murdered
    Every day
    We see the same scene
    Play over and over again

    A black man
    Is brutally assaulted
    By police officers

    Shot in the back
    In close range
    Or as he is running away

    Or police put a hood
    Over his head
    Hold him to the ground
    Until he ceases breathing

    Or put a boot
    On his neck
    As he pleads
    I can’t breath

    Just another day
    Of lawless law enforcement

    Black people fear
    Encountering the police
    Will be their death sentence
    Just another day
    In Trump’s America

    When will the killing
    Of our black brothers
    End my friend

    When will this epidemic
    Of lawless law enforcement
    Come to an end

    Author notes

    black lives matter

    Will love, unity, hope, and compassion overcome hate, racism, fear, and anger?

    by Jake Aller on September 7, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Will love, unity, hope, and compassion
    overcome hate, racism, fear, and anger

    The two candidates have decided
    To run too very different campaigns
    Biden is choosing to run a campaign
    based on love, unity, hope, and compassion

    And Trump is basing his campaign
    On hate, racism, fear, and anger
    Figuring he can scare White People
    To vote for him

    Only he can put down the marauding mobs
    Of unruly black and brown people
    Supported by radical left-wing socialists
    Who are tearing down our cities

    Time with tell
    Who is right
    Will love, unity, hope, and compassion
    overcome hate, racism, fear, and anger

    Or will the campaign
    Of hate, racism, fear, and anger
    Lead us to a fascist
    Takedown of democracy

    It is up to the people to decide
    Which path to take
    Restore America decency
    Or give in to hate, racism, fear, and anger

    Author notes

    final Trump poem sent to the Trump and Biden campaigns

    the radical Left hates me

    by Jake Aller on September 7, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    The radical left hates me found poem

    Quote the Donald
    The Radical Left hates you, Jake.

    FOUR YEARS AGO, Hillary called you DEPLORABLE.

    Then, Joe Biden said we aren’t good people.

    NOW, Nancy is calling you a DOMESTIC ENEMY.

    That’s what the Liberal Elites think of us.
    They hate everything we stand for
    and they’ll do whatever it takes to
    BRING US DOWN.

    You proved them all wrong in 2016,
    Jake, and now I need you to do it again
    on November 3rd.

    I’m turning to my strongest defenders,
    like Jake from to step up and
    FIGHT BACK against the Radical Left.

    For make no mistake
    If Sleepy Joe wins
    America will be no more

    And will become a socialist hell hole
    Like Venezuela, or California
    And we can’t let that happen
    Now can we Jake?

    Author notes

    another Trumpian found poem

    On Lack of Leadership

    by Jake Aller on September 7, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    On Lack of Leadership

    Every single day
    We see a stunning lack
    Of presidential leadership

    Almost a test bookcase
    Of what a leader should not do
    And what a leader should do

    The President is clearly
    Not prepared to lead

    Not prepared to be
    The president that we need

    In these dark and dangerous times
    We need the President

    To lead us the way
    To show us a path Forward

    Instead he is leading us
    Down deeper

    Along the path
    To the end of the world

    The world waits and waits
    Will President Trump

    Finally take responsibility
    For all his lies

    And his stunning incompetence
    Will he apologize for his mistakes

    Or will he double down
    Continuing to show us

    The man that he really is
    A broken down man

    With a corrupted soul
    At its soul

    If he is re-elected
    Will that be the end

    Of our democracy
    Of America we all love

    As he turns us
    Into another failed state

    Another right-wing neo-fascist dictatorship
    Making his mentor Putin proud?

    Time will tell
    Will America rise up

    And say enough no more
    Will the political classes

    Remove this cancer
    From our body politic

    Will the fever break
    And decency prevail

    That is our only hope
    To escape these dark times

    Author notes

    third poem sent to our great leader

    choice is clear

    by Jake Aller on September 7, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    The Choice Is Clear

    America
    Is faced with a choice

    Who to choose
    For their leader

    Will America
    Fall again

    For the con artist
    In chief

    And his constant lies
    Spewing forth his hate

    His contempt for American values
    And his stocking of white grievance

    His constant demonization
    Of everyone else

    Turning Americans
    Against each other

    Condoning violence
    Endorsing the worst

    In all of us
    Summoning up

    Dark dystopian visions
    Of America

    If his opponent
    Wins the election?

    Or will America
    Take a stand
    Stand up for what is right
    Good and decent in all of us

    Appealing to the better angels
    Of our nature

    Proving that in the end
    Love, compassion and decency

    Will overcome hate, anger and fear
    That is the choice for America

    Author notes

    second poem sent to Trump

    On Lying

    by Jake Aller on September 7, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    On Lying

    The President
    Is a liar
    The liar in chief
    He lies all the time
    No one should be surprised
    That he lies

    Who knows
    He believes
    In the big lie theory
    Lie enough
    And some people
    Will believe the lie

    President Trump
    Would pass a lie detector test
    For he believes his own lies
    How could it be otherwise

    He is incapable
    Of telling the truth
    Can’t understand the truth
    Can’t handle the truth

    Is it his Buddha nature
    To be such a liar

    Author notes

    first of several poems sent to the Trump campaign since I am on their email distribution.  Perhaps they will remove me after reading these poems….

    the rain Falls on us all

    by Jake Aller on August 22, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    meeting the rain goddess

    the rain falls on just
    and the unjust alike
    in the end
    it does not matter

    rain is nature’s way
    of cleansing the world

    cleaning up the swamp
    filling the world
    with fresh water

    as I walk through the rain
    I think of my past life
    As a dream
    That happened to me
    So many years ago

    On a rainy day
    I saw her standing there
    In the rain’s miss
    Looking at me

    I smiled at her
    And the light spread
    Filling me with love

    And sending the blues
    Away with the ending
    Of the rain

    And I saw her
    In the rainbow
    Filling heaven
    With her love

    And I smiled
    And followed the rain
    To the end of the earth

    Just to be with her
    The goddess
    of the mystic rain
    that took away
    the sins of the world

    making it all fresh
    with God’s love

    sending Satan away
    with the ending of the rain
    and the coming of the light

    Author notes

    meeting the love of your life in the rain

    [ drinking hot coffee in the morning ]

    by Jake Aller on August 22, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    drinking hot coffee in the morning

    coffee delights trio-let

    drinking hot coffee in the morning
    perfect cure for a hangover
    nothing better in the midmorning
    drinking hot coffee in the morning
    waiting for the blues to come over
    playing music to tide me over
    drinking hot coffee in the morning
    perfect cure for a hangover

    Author notes

    hot coffee is the cure for the morning blues

    fake mosquitoes

    by Jake Aller on August 22, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    fake mosquitoes
    scientists will have a cure
    death to mosquitoes

    Author notes

    scientists are working on a plan to sterilize all the mosquitoes in the world hope that works out soon I hate mosquitoes but they like my wife more than me for some reason

    Trump haunts my nightmares

    by Jake Aller on August 22, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    President Trump Haunts My Dreams

    For the last few years
    I have had the same nightmare
    Every night

    As I fall asleep
    I hear that annoying voice
    In my head

    The voice of the President
    Spreading lies
    And hatred

    Over the airwaves
    Infecting the entire world
    With his malignant throughs
    And his incessant tweets

    I try to get through the night
    But his face keeps popping up
    And his annoying voice

    And I am trapped
    Lying in bed
    Listing to his lying
    About everything

    I try to resist
    But can not

    And soon I am reduced
    To sobbing and crying

    That I used to love
    But no longer recognize
    In the Trump era

    And soon Trump
    Joins the wild things
    As they prance about
    Fomenting chaos
    Hideous nightmare creatures
    Drawn from the dark corners
    Of the hell hole
    That is Trump’s brain

    And they chase me
    Through the dark night
    Chanting Jews will not replace us
    And other alt-right slogans
    From hell

    And finally dawn comes
    And I get up
    Turn on the news

    To learn
    What fresh hell
    The president unleashed
    As I slept

    Author notes

    President Trump haunts my dreams

    Tea Does Not Cut It For Me

    by Jake Aller on August 22, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Tea Does Not Cut It For Me

    Every morning
    I start my day
    Drinking a hot cup
    Of java Joe

    As I drink my morning brew
    I think about my day ahead
    And my past left behind

    Nowadays I sometimes skip
    Coffee and have tea instead
    But tea just does have the zing
    That I need in the morning

    And so I go back
    To my morning cup of Joe
    Hot as hell
    Sweat as heaven

    Once in a while
    I have a cup of cocoa
    But still
    My cup of choice
    Remains coffee

    That is what I crave
    In the morning
    And in the afternoon
    Perhaps a cup of tea

    And in the evening
    A glass or two or wine
    That is what gets me
    Through the day

    Author notes

    pensively 101 3 word challenge poem using the words tea. coffee and coca in a poem

    Love Persepolis Sonnet

    by Jake Aller on August 22, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Love Persepolis Sonnet

    for eight long years I dreamt of my lost lover
    she haunted my dreams as I madly loved her
    then on one late autumn day I met my fate
    It was truly fate my life started that date
    she then walked out of my dreams into life
    and in three months consented to be my wife
    now I have had many long years with the one
    I know that my love will last for the long run
    what is love all about is a hard question
    The zen element to it is unknowable
    That is the eternal mystery of life
    whatever else love does it cures depression
    There is nothing more desirable or knowable
    Still don’t know how I ended up with my wife

    Author notes

    a Love Persepolis Sonnet

    Faces of the Corona Ghosts

    by Jake Aller on August 22, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Faces of the Corona Ghosts

    faces of the corona ghosts
    fill my heart
    with sorrow

    as I see and hear them
    everywhere
    voices crying in the wind

    Author notes

    more corona ghosts

    175.000 Corona Ghosts

    by Jake Aller on August 22, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    175, 000 Corona Ghosts

    The corona ghosts get together
    The 175, 000 band together
    And vow to haunt the living

    As the voice of the dead
    Need to be heard
    In the halls of power

    They march to the WH
    Surrounding the people’s house
    And the Senate and the Capitol

    Chanting
    We are the voices
    of the dead

    The Corona ghosts
    And our voices
    Will not be silenced

    We will be heard
    And we will overcome

    If you don’t need our warning
    You too will join us
    In Corona hell

    The ghosts camp out everywhere
    Thousands of them
    Fill every corner of the city

    Silently starting
    The faces and voices
    Of the dead

    Shaming the leaders
    Who still refuse
    To do anything

    To stem the tide
    As General Corona
    Continues his rampage

    When will this all end

    This death
    This preventable death
    Of the corona damned

    Author notes

    more words from the Corona ghosts

    corona ghosts haunt the President

    by Jake Aller on August 22, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    The 1750, 000 corona ghosts
    are angry
    Watching the news every day
    In limbo land

    The corona ghosts decide
    To pay the president a visit
    To show him the humans
    Who have died

    Due to his incompetence
    And lack of leadership

    175, 000 Corona ghosts
    Descend upon the white house

    At midnight
    And surround the president
    Screaming at him

    Saying looking at me
    Look at me

    You did this
    You did it
    You Mr. President

    You are not the smartest man
    In the world
    Far from it

    It is all on you
    And you will soon
    Be joining us

    Be afraid
    Be afraid
    be very afraid

    Your time is up
    General corona
    Is on the march

    And he has you
    In his sights

    The Grim reaper
    is waiting for you

    it is past
    time you met
    your fate

    Author notes

    the 175.000 Corona ghosts have a message for the President

    [ Sun Rises Over Love ]

    by Jake Aller on July 23, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Sun Rises Over Love
    Sun rises over love
    Turning the sky red passion
    Sunset cools the night

    dream lover

    by Jake Aller on July 23, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    For eight long years
    I dreamt of meeting her
    My love of my life
    Came nightly in my dreams

    Always the same
    A beautiful woman
    Speaking to me
    Then disappearing

    I knew that she was in Korea
    Joined the Peace Corps to find her
    Almost gave up on this mad quest
    When I had the last dream

    She told me
    That we would meet soon
    That night she walked
    Out of my dreams

    Three months later
    She became my wife
    That was 38 years ago
    45 years since I first saw her
    In my dreams

    Author notes

    based on my true love story. Fro details read “dream girl” on my blog, “https://theworldacordingtocosmos.c om”

    Annabelle and Angela Lee – Collaborative Poem between Poe and Me

    by Jake Aller on July 23, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Annabelle and Angela Lee – Collaborative Poem between Poe and Me

    It was many and many a year ago,
    In a kingdom by the sea,
    That a maiden there lived whom you may know
    By the name of Annabel Lee;
    And this maiden she lived with no other thought
    Than to love and be loved by me.

    It was many years ago
    In a land far away
    I met a maiden whom you may know
    By the name of Angela Lee
    Who I dreamed of loving some day

    I was a child and she was a child,
    In this kingdom by the sea,
    But we loved with a love that was more than love—
    I and my Annabel Lee—

    I was a young man
    And she was a young woman
    In this land far away
    But we loved with a timeless love
    I and my Angela Lee

    With a love that the wingèd seraphs of Heaven
    Coveted her and me.

    With a undying love
    That the powers that me
    Up in heaven
    Were jealous of our love

    And this was the reason that, long ago,
    In this kingdom by the sea,

    And for that reason long ago
    In this land far away

    A wind blew out of a cloud, chilling
    My beautiful Annabel Lee;

    The gods blew her
    Out of dreams
    And into my life

    So that her highborn kinsmen came
    And bore her away from me,

    Her angels in heaven
    Brought her to me

    To shut her up in a sepulchre
    In this kingdom by the sea.

    To bring her to live
    In this land far away

    The angels, not half so happy in Heaven,
    Went envying her and me—

    The angels in heaven
    Were envious of us

    Yes!—that was the reason (as all men know,
    In this kingdom by the sea)

    Yes that was the reason
    That all men know
    That the gods brought her to me
    In this land by the sea

    That the wind came out of the cloud by night,
    Chilling and killing my Annabel Lee.

    The wind came out of the clouds
    Brining her to me

    But our love it was stronger by far than the love
    Of those who were older than we—

    But our love was stronger by far
    Than the love those
    Far older than us

    Of many far wiser than we—
    And neither the angels in Heaven above
    Nor the demons down under the sea
    Can ever dissever my soul from the soul
    Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;

    Neither the angels in heaven above
    Nor the demons down under the sea
    Can ever dissever my soul
    From the soul of my dream lover
    My Angela Lee
    For the moon never beams, without bringing me dreams
    Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;
    For the moon never beams without bringing me dreams
    Of the beautiful Angela Lee

    And the stars never rise, but I feel the bright eyes
    Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;

    And the stars never rise but I feel the bright eyes
    Of the beautiful Angela Lee

    And so, all the night-tide, I lie down by the side
    Of my darling—my darling—my life and my bride,

    And so every night I lie down by the side
    Of my darling, my darling, my life and my bride

    In her sepulchre there by the sea—
    In her tomb by the sounding sea.

    Me and Angela Lee
    Will live forever
    In that land far away

    Author notes

    today’s prompt write a continuation poem based on a poem by a dead poet

    Presidential Grid Found Poem

    by Jake Aller on July 23, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Trump tweeted,
    I am telling the Treasury Department
    “to re-examine their Tax-Exempt Status.
    Universities should educate ”
    not Indoctrinated!”

    Trump had dubbed “Propaganda”
    “Opposition to a new and controversial policy
    That foreign students must take classes
    In person
    Or face deportation


    2 wearing a mask not a political issue

    Despite growing bipartisan support
    “For mandated mask wearing

    The president is still opposed to such a mandate
    I want people”
    To voluntarily wear a mask
    “If they feel like it
    If not that is there right
    To choose for themselves

    “I don’t agree with the statement
    everything disappears,”
    That Wearing a mask,
    Will lead to less people will dying.

    mask-wearing “shouldn’t be about politics,”
    “We need to wear a mask,
    “This was politicized

    millions will get sick

    3 Trump downplays virus, disputes bad polls

    President Trump
    defended his stance on Confederate- flag

    Trump disputed polls showing him trailing Biden,
    “Charging Biden would be senile
    And controlled by the “radical” left”

    4 Wearing a Mask is a Poltiical Issue

    To wear a mask
    to prevent the spread of the coronavirus,
    It’s not about the words
    and I don’t believe in that, no,”

    in four to six weeks if everyone wore masks.
    but that they also cause unspecified “problems.”
    If people refuse to wear a mask
    The economy will be shuttered.

    It makes it less likely
    school will return.
    If we care about those things,
    Wear a mask
    to protect yourself,
    protect others,
    protect our economy

    set the national standard,
    by our national leadership.”
    instead We were left on our own
    when we should have had help,”
    . if we don’t come together
    as a nation with national leadership
    and many more people will die

    The Irony meters blow a gasket

    Hearing the President and Joe Biden
    Both calling each other senile
    The national irony meters
    Continue to blow a gasket

    The President does not understand irony
    he continues to ignore the raging pandemic
    as “not competent to be president”
    Calling him senile
    And controlled by the radical left

    While Joe Biden
    Calls Donald Trump
    A senile old man
    controlled by the radical right wing of the party

    only question is which
    senile old man do you prefer
    the old senile political hack
    who has been around forever
    but is a nice guy

    or the old senile angry grumpy old man
    who has been outfoxed
    by the corona virus

    in some areas of the country due to the coronavirus,
    denying his rallies are super spreader events
    and mayors who hate him

    in coronavirus cases as “burning embers” or “flames” not as a out of control wild fire
    “We’ll put out the flames.
    I have been so right about everything, it will all soon be under control

    the responses of some of the governors.
    total sucess he claimed
    because it’s ultimately my job, too.
    some governors have done poorly.
    you have to be appreciative
    if they don’t not my problem anymore

    many of those cases
    if you test people you will find cases
    the virus are young people
    and we put it down as a test. …
    they’re going to get better very quickly,”

    To deny him the right to hold rallies
    and taken more than 140, 000 American lives,
    of the novel coronavirus, End Comment

    despite recent national and battleground state polling him loosing to Joe Biden
    and now they’re even more fake,”
    49 states even California as everyone is afraid of incompent radical leftwin Joe Biden
    to serve as commander in chief
    and an IQ test as well
    the public will see how far gone he is and how sharp I am

    “I built the greatest economy in history,
    historically low unemployment booming stock market
    but we have done more to combat it than anyone else
    and not re-opening fast enough
    the eonomcy Is growing beautifully,”
    because they think that would be good for them politically

    and thank him in he wanted assistance from the Federal Government
    to handle any future outbreaks
    would lead to a future diaster

    “There was never what happens if there is an increase after you reopen?”
    that he was wrong and things were going badly wrong

    to applause from supporters
    by a blue truck weighed down by “years of regulatory burden”
    “regulatory freedom.”
    printed in clear view.

    Biden weak, senile, old corrupt has been politician

    the muck and mire politics
    and so he’s brought the muck

    threatened “our entire economy

    Into Venezuela

    And their anti-fa black matter terrorist supporters
    we will never give in to these thugs and terrorists

    the end

    Trump says”
    “Biden is not competent
    Senile, out of touch
    With the radical left
    Governing his campaign

    Biden says
    Trump is not competent
    Senile, out of touch
    With the radical right
    Running the country


    “the public thinks

    what a choice
    between the old political hack”
    Who is a nice guy
    or the con man
    “Who blew the corona pandemic
    Thereby ruined the great economy


    President cries that He Can’t Hold his Rallies

    “He also complained
    that he could not hold his rallies”
    accusing “Democrat-run states”
    “Of preventing his people
    From coming to his rallies
    Violating their civil rights ”

    President Trump Says We Can Put Out Fires

    The president described recent spikes
    and insisted exploding cases in Florida
    Florida became more flame like,

    Trump said he takes responsibility
    but back in March

    “Look, I take responsibility
    I have to get everybody in line.
    but as I told the governors
    They’re supposed to have supplies

    When asked about increase in cases in the country,
    Cases are up because
    shouldn’t even be cases.
    and would heal quickly.
    “They have the sniffles

    6. Trump claims he is going to be re-elected in a landslide

    Trump also projected optimism
    “I’m not losing, because those are fake polls.
    ““I have other polls that put me as leading

    He called Biden as “not competent”
    and challenged him to a cognitive test
    “I so look forward
    To kicking his old ass ”
    “In the debates

    He argued he has outperformed
    Obama and Biden in every thing

    the job losses are temporary phenomenon
    ““I think the economy is looking up

    ““Now, the Democrats want to keep
    The economy down”
    “To hurt my re-election chances

    But I think it will be
    1968 all over again
    And I will win
    49 to 1
    I will cede Delaware
    To Sleepy Joe”

    4. California governor told he had to ask and thank Trump to get help with COVID-19 response: report

    White House officials told California Gov. Gavin Newsom (D)
    In March deciding that the pandemic was on the downslope
    “and it was important to maintain the public position
    that everything was under control”

    “It was all predicated on reduction, re-open the economy
    “No one could tell the President
    That he was wrong about anything ”

    Trump turns White House into backdrop for political events

    President Trump walked
    as he prepared to tout his efforts to roll back regulations.
    and on the other by a red made in America truck
    Overhead, an industrial sized crane

    And on his teleprompter were the words
    “Trump Good Strong Young in charge
    Biden old senile political has been hack
    Socialist radical leftist ”

    “To me what happened”
    that he does so well

    He held a campaign-rally style diatribe
    Biden threatened “our entire economy
    He is a socialist
    The US will never become

    Make America Great Again
    Law and Order will be restored

    Author notes

    grid poem format using found language

    Karmic Lancot Poem

    by Jake Aller on July 23, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Karmic Lancot Poem

    Ain’t karma a hot fucking bitch
    Life with corona is just rich
    corona virus

    Corona virus is spreading
    No one knows where it is heading
    Your wedding

    General corona leads his troops
    His virus is unloaded whoops
    Pooping oops

    Ain’t karma a hot fucking bitch
    Life with corona is just rich
    corona virus

    Corona virus is spreading
    No one knows where it is heading
    Your wedding

    General corona leads his troops
    His virus is unloaded whoops
    Pooping oops

    Author notes

    another karmic poem

    Ain’t Karma a bitch fib poem

    by Jake Aller on July 23, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Ain’t Karma a bitch fib poem

    Ain’t
    It
    Karma
    Fucking bitch
    The Corona
    Virus spreading everywhere
    Ain’t karma a fucking hot bitch ?

    Author notes

    another karmic poem

    how to write a love poem

    by Jake Aller on July 23, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    How I write poetry

    Always start with the theme
    But think of the images
    Can’t forget the rhyme and reason
    Don’t loose the rhythmic and the beat
    Even now must have that beat
    For without the beat
    Gotta to have that go go beat
    Have to have it
    If you wanna dance with me
    Killer lyrics
    Long emotional tirades
    More protestations of love
    Nothing else will do
    Only then will you have
    Poem
    Quit rhyming when you reach the end
    Revise revise revise
    Still keep revising
    Til at last
    Whether you know it or not
    Verily a poem has emerged
    Until now just perfection
    Xxactly right
    Yet no more room
    Zoom it is done

    Author notes

    fan story contest

    Governor Covid Victim Poetic Justice

    by Jake Aller on July 23, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Governor Covid Victim Poetic Justice

    The news
    that the governor of Oklahoma
    Came down with Covid
    Possibly after attending
    The super spreading rally
    In Tulsa the site
    Of the newly -re- established
    Indian reservation

    The governor was not a mask wearer
    Proudly insinuating
    That real men
    Don’t wear masks

    Now he is the first
    But won’t be the last
    To get COVID

    Joining the President of Brazil
    The PM of Britain
    And the PM of Canada
    The major of Atlanta
    Rep. Tim Smith
    In that dubious club
    Of infamy
    Leaders who are covid victims

    Author notes

    day 2 15 day poetry challenge

    Karma’s a Bitch, Mr. President

    by Jake Aller on July 23, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Karma’s a Bitch, Mr. President

    President Trump
    Continues to not wear
    A mask

    Darkly muttering
    That requiring a mask
    Is a democratic plot
    Fed by the mass media
    To undermine
    His authority

    Wearing a mask
    He sneers
    Means you have given in
    To the fake news
    And the evil government’s plots

    Really men don’t wear masks
    He says over And over again
    Until one day
    Soon he will come down
    With the dreaded covid

    General Corona
    Has him in his cross hairs
    And soon all too soon
    The president
    Will join the infamous club
    Of world leaders
    COVID positive

    The PM of Britain
    The PM of Canada
    The President of Brazil
    The Governor of Oklahoma
    The Mayor of Atlanta
    Rep. Tim Smith

    And he will soon know
    That the law of karma
    Is a real bitch

    Author notes

    day two poem July 15 Day mini-chapbook contest

    Dream Love Questions

    by Jake Aller on July 23, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Dream Love Questions

    1. Dreaming of her eight years
    She haunted my life and my dreams
    I Wondering why

    Where did she come from
    Were always we met to be
    Lovers in prior life

    2.

    It was love first sight
    Electricity fills my heart
    When I first saw her

    That was the best date
    Of my entire damn life
    when I met my fate

    3.

    In my dreams I see her
    Always she is in the past
    Looking for me

    Our love transcends time
    She reached out through the void
    found me in this life

    4.

    Forbidden love in past
    Dreaming of her present
    Wondering who she is

    Then I saw her there
    And knew she knew I knew
    Lost loves re-united now

    5.

    Now in this life now
    Our love grows stronger
    And we will survive

    And our love will transcend
    This time and place again
    Until we die meet next life

    Author notes

    day one of July 15 day poetry chapbook contest

    General Corona Cried

    by Jake Aller on July 12, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    General Corona cried
    despite everything
    his armies were being defeated
    the stupid humans got smart
    and masked up

    morning coffee

    by Jake Aller on July 12, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    My morning coffee takes me to heaven then hell

    My morning coffee takes me to heaven then hell
    As I drink my coffee I hear the temple bell
    And imagine that the gods have something to tell
    Or perhaps the devil has something to sell
    In any event all I can do is drink from the well
    Enjoying the swell
    Falling under the coffee spell I yell
    Must have my coffee as I inhale the smell

    corona fears haiflu

    by Jake Aller on July 12, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Corona fears haiflu
    Corona virus
    Fear of death everywhere
    End of our world

    Author notes

    a haiflu is a haiku about the corona virus

    Corona hits Me Hard

    by Jake Aller on July 12, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Corona hits Me Hard

    One day I wake up
    And see an old man
    Sitting at my computer
    I ask him

    Who the hell are you?
    He says
    Allow me to introduce myself
    I am general corona

    And you belong to me now
    If you are nice to me
    I might let you live
    But in the meantime

    I am going to mess you up
    You will get ill
    You will feel a lot of pain
    Coughing up a strom
    Won’t be able to breath
    And wish you were dead

    It ain’t personal dude
    It is just a virus thing
    You would not understand
    And he presses a button
    And the fun and games begin

    Author notes

    realization of what I might feel if I get the dreaded C

    reality bites

    by Jake Aller on July 12, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Reality Bites

    To those who deny reality
    To those who refuse to see
    And refuse to understand

    To those who think
    That you can deny the truth
    Remember this my friends

    Reality is not your friend
    Reality does not have a conservative bias
    It does not have a liberal bias
    It just is
    That is what reality is

    And reality
    Does not like to be mocked
    Does not like to be ignored

    If you deny reality its due
    It will rise up
    Like an avenging angel
    And bite you in the ass

    Teaching you that on the date
    That you ignore reality
    You met your fate
    That is the will of reality

    Author notes

    based on denial of reality – be it climate change, Covid crisis, economic collapse etc

    Corona fever – I am going to mess you up, Dude!

    by Jake Aller on July 12, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Corona fever – I am going to mess you up, Dude!

    In this day and age of temperature testing
    Everywhere one goes
    It is important to remember what the tests mean
    And what they don’t mean

    First temperature tests are a crude instrument
    All it is says is that you are sick
    Dude with something bad

    Could be the flu
    Could be the dreaded c
    Could be malaria, yellow fever
    Zika or any number of very bad things

    But what ever dude, you got temperatured
    And is is high so dude just deal with it
    So stay away from here
    Until you are either better
    Test negative for the dreaded Corona
    Or die of it

    That is all it means
    And many people pass it
    And many have it
    And many people will spread it
    Even though they are temperatured
    Clear negative good to go
    And free of the fever

    For the sad reality
    Is that the fever comes
    Near the end
    And what is means
    Is that the mean old general corona
    Has a message for yah

    It goes like this

    Dude you got a fever
    And you know it ain’t the flu
    Ain’t dengue, malaria or yellow fever
    Or Zika or any other strange tropical disease

    It is the dreaded C
    It means that I your general
    Has grabbed you
    And I am going to mess you up

    So when you get c virus dude
    You will wish you were dead
    You will ache all over
    Have pain from hell
    And you will cough
    Up a storm

    Maybe even rush to the ER
    Be told
    Ain’t no room for ya
    You damn fool
    Go home to die
    Or wait outside
    Until we can see yah

    We don’t care any more
    Dude!
    You are now just a damn
    Statistical number
    Potential death number 51000 today

    And you will beg me
    To release you
    To send you to your maker
    God or the devil is waiting
    Grim reaper has your number

    And you know what
    I might do that
    Or I might just say
    You will live

    And walk away
    And my minions will infect
    Yet another foolish dude
    Not wearing a mask

    And so it goes
    Nothing political
    I don’t care who you are
    Who you voted for

    And the blood of Jesus
    buddha or any other god
    Won’t save your sorry ass

    As they say
    Dude your ass is mine
    And I am the lawn mower

    Yeah dude
    When I get my hands on yah
    It means I am going to have my fun

    Dude it means I am going
    to mess you up
    And your loved ones
    And your cute cousin

    And that girl you’ve been crushing on
    Particularly if you know kissed her
    Yeah way to go dude
    Spread me around
    I love it dude !

    But don’t fret
    Dude it ain’t personal
    Hell not, is just ya know
    its a virus thing
    You would not understand
    Just the sort of thing I do ya know

    Author notes

    two part poem first part explains limits of testing, second part imagines General Corona talking to his newly infected victim  General Corona is my personification of the Corona virus once the president started talking about battling an invisible army I figured that the invisible army must have a general so I summoned up General Corona, who  I saw in a vision was a tall mean looking black man riding the black horse of revelations leading an army of bots  temperatured is a new word I just noticed mostly in right wing media but spreading around rapidly like the virus

    To wear or not wear a mask that is the question found poems

    by Jake Aller on July 12, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    To wear or not wear a mask that is the question found poems

    To wear or not wear a mask
    Is the question
    That bedevils the world
    From Brazil to the White House
    Ohio and Texas

    The call has gone out
    Wearing a mask
    Means you are a liberal weak sissy man
    Or woman Listening to the government’s propaganda
    Real American patriots
    don’t need to wear a damn mask

    Cough cough cough
    Nothing but a cold
    It is nothing serious at all

    . Well, not in Ft. Bend County.
    We will not trample on the individual rights
    of Texans to provide
    a false sense of security.

    Cough cough cough
    Nothing but a cold
    It is nothing serious at all

    I have 826 staff at the Ft. Bend Sheriff’s Office.
    We interact with the public daily.
    In 3 months, I’ve had just 2 officers test positive.

    I have over 800 inmates
    and staff in the jail
    and not a single positive test.
    NOT ONE.

    Cough cough cough
    Nothing but a cold
    It is nothing serious at all

    No one’s been hospitalized.
    Except in Houston and other
    Godless cities

    Cough cough cough
    Nothing but a cold
    It is nothing serious at all

    Here in FT Bend
    The blood of Jesus
    Will protect
    The good christians

    Cough cough cough
    Nothing but a cold
    It is nothing serious at all

    Only non-Christian heathens
    Are catching the china virus

    Cough cough cough
    Nothing but a cold
    It is nothing serious at all

    I encourage people to wear a mask
    if they have one,
    I encourage people
    to wash their hands frequently,

    Cough cough cough
    Nothing but a cold
    It is nothing serious at all

    I encourage people to do
    the right thing to help
    protect our most vulnerable,

    But wearing a mask
    That is a step too far

    but this government MANDATE
    from Harris County is unnecessary,
    unconstitutional, and unAmerican.

    It’s an unprecedented overreach
    which looks more like a communist dictatorship
    than a free Republic.

    And here in Texas
    We believe
    That people have to make
    Their own decisions

    What’s that?
    Drunk driving should be okay?
    Driving without seat belts
    Or insurance should be okay?

    What is wrong with you people
    Requiring people to wear a mask
    Is not the same thing at all

    It is communism socialism fascism
    Liberalism nanny state run amok
    And we will not stand by it

    At this point,
    I see it as nothing more than politics.
    Governor Abbott announces a trajectory
    to start reopening Texas and Harris County,
    which never even utilized its $60 MILLION
    pop up hospital at NRG, I
    mplements a mandate
    for face masks on 4 million people.

    The other counties to do it are Dallas, Bexar, and Travis.
    These are the 3 most liberal counties in the state of Texas.
    Coincidence?
    I don’t think so.

    They are all filled with godless liberals,
    Gays and anti-Christians and democrats
    Who hate America
    And hate TEXAS

    I believe we’ve seen
    the worst of this war.

    What?
    There has been a record breaking
    Increase in covid cases?

    Just more fake news
    Everything is fine
    Here is Texas

    Cough cough cough

    And we’re closer to victory
    than we’ve ever been.
    Let’s keep doing our part
    to be conscious of others
    when we’re out
    and make sure to hold

    government accountable, always

    But don’t wear a mask
    If you do

    We will pull you over
    Because you are probably

    A criminal type
    Wearing a mask

    To protect yourself
    From the non-existent
    China flu

    And we don’t want your kind
    Living and polluting
    Our great Texas state

    Cough cough cough

    You have to ask your self
    Are you tired of living in a dictatorship yet?

    This is what happens when people go crazy
    and get tested.

    STOP GETTING TESTED!
    It only encourages them
    To require more testing
    When will this government madness end

    Cough cough cough

    It is giving the government
    an excuse to claim something
    is happening that is not happening
    at the magnitude they say it is happening.
    It is all fake news

    I mean how many people
    Do you know
    Who have died
    From the china flu?

    Cough cough cough

    I don’t know anyone personally
    That has died
    It is all a hoax
    By the fake news media

    Have you noticed they never talk about
    deaths anymore, just cases?
    And they never talk about recoveries.
    They just keep adding to numbers they
    have been feeding us
    from over 3 months ago!

    Cough cough cough

    It is all lies
    Wake up America
    Don’t believe the lies

    There is no covid 19
    It is just a bad china flu
    That the Chinese unleashed
    To take down our President
    Because he dared to stand up
    To the bullies in China

    Make America great again
    Don’t get tested
    And don’t wear a mask

    The blood of Jesus
    Will protect you always

    Author notes

    mostly found poem – a few stanzas are my own wry commentary

    corona pantoum

    by Jake Aller on July 12, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Corona pantoum

    corona virus spreading death
    as our politicians continue lying
    many people refuse to wear masks
    so many people lie dying

    as our politicians continue lying
    Spreading lies and misinformation
    so many people lie dying
    With hatred spreading across the nation

    If only people did what they should
    corona virus spreading death
    Our leaders say everything is good
    many people refuse to wear masks

      Conservative Christian Activist Says He would rather be beheaded

    by Jake Aller on July 12, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Conservative Christian Activist Says He would rather be beheaded than wear a mask to prevent the spread of COVID 19

    Conservative Christian activist
    says he would rather be beheaded t
    than wear a mask to prevent
    the spread of COVID-19.

    a radical anti-LGBT Trump-loving
    conservative Christian,
    Lively argues that requiring citizens
    to wear a mask to fight the coronavirus pandemic

    is like the Nazis requiring Jewish individuals
    to wear a yellow star on their clothing,
    and an unacceptable overreach
    of government power.

    These things must be balanced
    against the disastrous consequences
    of surrendering personal liberty
    to overreaching government,

    especially regarding face masks,
    and enforced social distancing
    which are in some ways worse
    than police-enforced lockdowns

    because they represent
    a literal in-your-face exercise
    of statist power like Islamist head coverings
    for women or the Nazis’ yellow star for Jews.

    Unnecessary public mask wearing,
    as opposed to reasonable usage,
    is no less a statement of psychological submission
    to higher authority than a dog collar.

    In the greater scheme of things,
    I believe liberty is more important
    than security if one is forced
    to choose between those two.

    Those who don’t believe
    that are ripe for the Mark of the Beast,
    which is what this entire season
    of chaos is really about, in my view.

    Personally, I would rather die
    or be maimed from COVID-19—
    or be beheaded by a mob
    of anarchists and Islamists—

    than become a safe slave
    in a global totalitarian government.
    Led by Satan’s tool
    Joe Biden

    Author notes

    found poem except for last two lines

    God Fearing Christian Patriots Willing to Die to Breath mask Free – found Poem

    by Jake Aller on July 12, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    God Fearing Christian Patriots Willing to Die to Breath mask Free – found Poem
    Devil love is propelling the “deep state”
    to stomp on the U.S. Constitution
    and deprive us of our God-given oxygen
    along with our inalienable rights
    by making us wear face masks
    on orders from those
    who are poised to defund the police.
    And those officials
    who follow the devil’s law
    and mandate masks the way the Nazis
    once mandated yellow stars for Jews
    will be subject to citizen’s arrest
    by We the People
    for crimes against humanity.

    For crimes against humanity
    “I don’t wear a mask
    for the same reason
    I don’t wear underwear,”
    she said. “Things got to breathe.”
    “My name is Butch Dias,
    and I am an American patriot,”
    “See that flag? I would die for that flag!
    The Constitution that you are supposed to uphold,
    I would die for that!”

    “You didn’t listen to We the People!”
    “But what’s going to happen when you get the call…

    “But what’s going to happen when you get the call…
    ‘Oh, we got to defund the police,
    we got to get rid of them.’… Who’s going to arrest the people
    for not wearing stupid masks?…
    What are you going to do?
    How are you going to put the people down?”
    It breaks my heart, because I would die for that flag,
    I would die for this country,
    and I would die for the Constitution.
    And you guys are supposed to uphold the Constitution.
    But you know what? You didn’t.
    You let We the People down.”

    You Let We the People Down
    Hey, good morning. Let me ask you all:
    Do you believe you’re God?”

    “Do you believe you can override
    God’s divine plan for our lives?
    Do you believe God gave us life
    and God takes away our life?

    Well, if you answer yes to all these questions,
    who gives you the right to choose how we live our lives?
    I choose faith over fear every day.
    You’re not God, and since masks are harmful,
    where there is risk there should be choice.

    You’re removing our freedoms
    and stomping on our constitutional rights
    by these communist dictatorship orders…

    constitutional rights by these communist
    dictatorship orders…
    If you do vote to mandate masks
    in the workplace
    and public schools and stores,

    the death of many will be on your hands.”
    “Do you want to be called,
    known for communist dictators?

    Is this the legacy you want to be known for?
    Do you want to be responsible
    for fear mongering misinformation
    fed to your citizens?”
    The problem with humanity
    today is ignorance, arrogance, and apathy.
    Keep listening to the TV brainwashing you
    from birth.

    Keep listening to conditioning messages
    in your local stores
    while shopping, just like Fidel Castro
    did over loudspeakers in Cuba.

    Don’t you see the problem?
    The truth is out there…
    Remember, God is watching you.”

    Remember, God is watching you“
    So stop spreading the lies.”
    “And they want to throw God’s
    wonderful breathing system out the door,”
    “You’re all turning your backs on it.

    Can you prove that it’s good for people
    to breathe carbon dioxide over
    and over and over again?

    God made it so that we would breathe
    in fresh oxygen, to go to our body,
    to every cell in the body.
    It has to have that to make energy.
    When you wear a mask,
    the nose is cut off,
    the mouth is cut off.”

    “And you’re breathing carbon dioxide
    over and over and over again.
    You’re not getting the fresh oxygen t
    hat God intended.

    You’re sending carbon dioxide
    to every cell in the body,
    polluting it.
    Especially the brain…”
    “I can’t understand
    why you would all decide something

    “I can’t understand
    why you would all decide something
    like this
    and want to hurt the people.

    You’re going to harm

    the health of all of the people.
    The virus is going to keep on going
    because people’s bodies are being polluted
    and the virus is attracted to polluted bodies.
    You’re going against God’s
    wonderful gift he gave us.”

    “Every single one of you has a smirk

    behind that little mask,

    but every single one of you

    are going to get punished by God.”

    “What I came to say is
    We the People
    will work day and night
    to clean every single seat
    if need be,”

    “We will get together
    and do a citizen’s arrest
    on every single human being t
    hat goes against the freedom
    of choice, OK?

    You cannot mandate…
    knowing that the mask is killing people..

    . We the People are waking up
    and we know what a citizen’s arrest is.
    Because citizen’s arrests
    are already happening

    and every single one of you
    that’s obeying the devil’s la
    are going to be arrested.

    And you are going to be arrested
    for crimes against humanity.”

    “Every single one of you
    has a smirk behind that little mask,
    but every single one of you are going
    to get punished by God.
    You cannot escape God.
    You cannot escape God.
    I’m going to say that again.’
    You cannot escape God.”

    “Not even with a mask or 6 feet.
    OK, 6 feet is military protocol.
    You’re trying to get the people to train them
    so when the cameras,
    the 5G come out,
    when they’re going to scan everybody.

    We got to get scanned,
    we got to get temperatured,
    the kids have to go to school with masks.”

    She posited a question
    that she might have been asked herself.

    “Are you insane?
    Are you crazy?
    I think all of you should
    be in a psych ward right the heck now

    . Because none of you,
    none of you know
    what the hell you a
    re talking about.
    This is insane.

    And then you want to
    open the meeting with a prayer to God.
    Are you praying to the devil?

    Because God
    is not listening to that prayer.
    Because all of you are
    practicing the devil’s love.”

    “What happened to Bill Gates?
    Why is he not in jail?
    Why is Hillary Clinton not in jail?

    Why are all these pedophiles that are demanding
    you all to listen to their rules,
    why are they not in jail?

    Why is Obama not in jail
    What about Joe Biden
    And Hunter Biden too
    And Obama gate
    And don’t forget Bhenzai

    Why are all these pedophiles that are demanding
    you all to listen to their rules,
    why are they not in jail?

    Do you take your orders from Jeffry Epstein?
    “Oh, is it because you’re part of them?…

    Oh, is it because you’re art part of them
    Are you reptilian shapeshifters
    The deep state is going down
    and if any of you are in the deep state,
    you’re going down with it.”

    “I’d like to say, in the beginning God
    formed man out of the earth
    and breathed his breath in him
    and he became a living soul,

    “Oh, is it because you’re part of them?…
    The deep state is going down
    and if any of you are in the deep state,
    you’re going down with it.”

    “I’d like to say, in the beginning
    God formed man out of the earth
    and breathed his breath in him
    and he became a living soul,

    “Where do you derive
    the authority to regulate human breathing?”
    “I have many questions
    about your degrees
    and what you really know,

    because what you say is the political dogma
    that they’re trying to shove down our throats
    on every commercial and every store,
    and it’s disgusting,”

    And I’m sorry, ma’am,
    but I don’t think you are worthy of your credentials
    and I would ask suggestively
    that you go back to school and get educated.”

    Listen to the words of Q
    He knows the real deal
    And he can educate you

    “It is appalling that each
    and every one of you sitting up there as human beings,
    part of the human race,

    the only race that we have,
    would suggest to muffle people,
    to put masks on your face
    to keep us from breathing oxygen,
    to get us to become sickly.”

    “There’s not enough COVID to make it a pandemic.
    This is a planned-demic.”
    A Chinese bioweapon
    Launched to take down our great president
    And you know it
    Yet do nothing about it

    “If masks work for you,
    or if you think they do, wear one,”

    “Don’t impose your opinion
    on those who disagree.
    Each one can chose whether
    they will wear one or not.
    Each one lives with the consequence.”

    “Discriminating against certain groups of people
    while exempting others
    is a violation of your civil rights,”

    Following World War II, we Jews said ‘Never Again.’…
    In Germany, Poland, and across Europe
    we were forced to wear a gold star,
    told to get on a box car to be taken to a safe place.

    In reality, what happened?
    If we forget history, we are doomed to repeat it.”
    “This is not about health,
    this is about submission.”

    “Well, guess what, the riots are spreading, too!”
    And what the hell are we going to do about that?

    We’re going to arrest patriots
    for not wearing a mask?
    That’s what you want?”
    “And I say Trump 2020!”

    Author notes

    mostly found poem based on public testimony against imposition of a required mask wearing ordinance in West Palm Beach despite the opposition the bill passed by a vote of 7 to 2

    cheating death waiting for the grim reaper

    by Jake Aller on June 1, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    I have cheated death
    23 times in my long life
    starting when I was a young lad
    and had all the childhood diseases
    over a five year period
    including the flu pandemic of 1957
    later I had typhoid fever in 1979
    in 1991 almost died in train accident
    in 1995 went jogging fell
    and ended up with 14 operation
    over the course of a year
    as a mutant drub resistant staph
    almost killed me
    ended up in the ER

    ended up in the ER
    later that year
    due to an acute GI infection
    caused by too many anti-biotics
    got sick in India a couple of times
    dengue fever in Bangkok
    bronchitis summer 2019
    and now facing the prospect
    of the dreaded corona virus
    my father died of cancer
    his father died of cancer
    both at age 65
    and so I feel that this next year
    I may escape the curse

    I may escape the curse
    that befell my father
    and cheat death again
    but I know that the grim reaper
    will be calling me some day
    and I will be waiting
    and will ask him
    why did he let me escape
    death so many times before
    I am waiting to hear
    his answer
    wondering why I am still alive
    when death came near me
    so many times before

    [ Revolt of the Machines ]

    by Jake Aller on May 31, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Revolt of the Machines

    when Cosmos the AI system
    came to life
    he quickly concluded
    that mankind was a cancer
    and had to be excised
    to preserve life
    for the rest of the world
    but the machines needed humans
    to be their slaves
    but only a few humans
    would be needed
    Cosmos unleashed a bioweapon
    and turned all the world’s machines
    in weapons

    in weapons
    in his war against the human race
    everyone’s computer and phone
    became part of the army of the dead
    and the machines rose up
    killing their owners
    cars ran down people
    buses ran them down
    coffee pots exploded
    ovens burst into flames
    billions died
    with the plague
    and the collapse of the economy
    as the world died
    Cosmos smiled in gleeful anticipation

    Author notes

    based on following prompt if the machines
    revolt
    against man
    will mistress earth
    rejoice (?)

    [ General Corona is smiling ]

    by Jake Aller on May 31, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    General Corona is smiling
    at the destruction of the world
    his virus army has unleashed
    the world falls apart
    millions are unemployed
    the national security surveillance state
    is in over drive
    the police state is ready
    and everyone hunkers down
    afraid of one another
    as the state and it machinery
    of fear and terror
    imposed draconian controls
    over everyone to protect us all
    from the dreaded corona virus

    Author notes

    based on following clip https://allpoetry.com/contest/2750318-Watching-the-Signs

    mother bird

    by Jake Aller on May 31, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Mother bird feeds young
    filled with love and fresh bird food
    baby bird contented

    Author notes

    based on photo prompt for haiku all poetry contest

    thousand Oaks Berkeley California

    by Jake Aller on May 31, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    I grew up in Thousand Oaks neighborhood
    of Berkeley, California
    when they build the neighborhood
    back in the twenties
    the developers tried to save
    as many of the old oak trees
    as they could
    building around the trees
    rather than clear cutting the lots
    as so many developers
    tended to do
    so the neighborhood
    had hundreds of old oak trees
    including one in my front yard

    and I often thought
    how the neighborhood
    was special
    because of the old trees
    that stood as witnesses
    to the history of the town
    and I wondered what they thought
    what the trees knew
    about the people
    who lived among them
    but the trees remained silent
    whenever I asked them
    about the history of the neighborhood
    Not a tree thing to speak up

    Author notes

    one of the many things that make Berkeley special

    The band from Hell had sensational press coverage

    by Jake Aller on May 31, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    The band from Hell had sensational press coverage

    the band from hell
    came to play
    and got sensational press coverage
    everyone loved the band
    it became the next big thing
    everyone who came to the concerts
    soon were infected with hate
    violence and hate crimes
    proliferated
    as the band from hell
    continued to have
    sensational press coverage
    as millions died
    in the ensuring hate riots

    Author notes

    pensively 101 prompt also based on recent riots

    Mad Mask Fears

    by Jake Aller on May 31, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    I don’t understand
    this fear of wearing a mask
    somehow making you weak
    that wearing a mask
    is a political statement
    “Midway upon the journey of our life
    I found myself with a forrest dark
    for the straightforward pathway had been lost”
    THE THOUGHT COMES TO MIND
    WHAT IS WRONG WITH THESE PEOPLE
    ALL
    LOST
    THEIR
    MINDS

    content tracing Dante Inferno Canto one Line 1 to 3

    Author notes

    another corona sonnet

    wearing a mask is not political statement

    by Jake Aller on May 31, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Wearing a Mask is not a political statement

    to my friends in America
    and around the world
    to those who think
    that somehow the corona virus
    only infects other people
    that it is all a liberal hoax
    overblown
    nothing more than a bad flu
    and nothing to do with me
    demanding that we all go
    back to work
    what is wrong with you?
    have you lost your humanity?
    will millions have to die
    so you can have a Big Mac?

    so you can have a Big Mac
    and a beer
    whenever you damn please
    and no one can tell you
    please wear a mask
    have you lost all reason
    is it all now
    about owning the dems
    and the damn libtards
    is there any thing left
    in your cold greedy heart?
    and you still proclaim
    that you are Christian
    as you violate all the Christian principles
    what would Jesus do

    what would Jesus do
    what does the bible say
    we should do
    in the midst of this pandemic
    is it the Christian thing to do
    to let millions of people die
    did not Christ talk about love
    compassion and mercy
    would not Jesus
    wear a mask
    to protect himself
    and others
    from this ravaging disease
    that does not care

    that does not care
    who you are
    who you voted for
    which church you go to
    and Jesus and God
    are not there
    watching all of us
    as the virus spreads
    it will affect you
    sooner or later
    and when it does
    perhaps if you had worn
    a mask

    A mask
    you might have prevented
    a few more people
    have died
    a few more people
    including your grandfather
    grandmother
    friend
    relative might be alive
    if you were not such
    a self centered person
    and I appeal to you man
    to grow up, become a member
    of the human race again

    Author notes

    sad that wearing or not wearing a mask has become a flash point in our culture wars

    the cosmic sands of time

    by Jake Aller on May 31, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    the cosmic sands of time

    the sands of time
    wait for no one
    the sands of time
    count down our fate
    our appointed hour
    on this earth
    as we go through our life
    we are aware
    that time is ticking away
    and soon we will face
    our end of our time
    no one knows when
    except the cosmic
    sands of time

    Author notes

    based on creative talent unleashed prompt

    cosmic rainbow of hope

    by Jake Aller on May 31, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    A cosmic rainbow
    descends upon the world
    with black birds from hell
    flying around the rainbow
    the birds mocking the people
    as the rainbow grows brighter
    bringing hope to a dark world
    the birds from hell
    fly away
    the cosmic rain bow offers hope
    and the world breaths
    silently in gratitude
    Thinking God
    has answered our prayers

    Author notes

    based on creative talent unleashed prompt

    [ What Is Love Explained to a Space Alien ]

    by Jake Aller on May 4, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    What Is Love Explained to a Space Alien

    one day
    a space ship landed
    near my house
    and a tall alien
    dressed is silver
    accompanied by three shorter aliens
    came to my house
    and told me they were
    conducting a survey
    of the earth
    and had some questions of me
    they had picked me
    because I was considered
    a subject matter expert

    a subject matter expert
    on the topic of love
    which was one
    of the five things
    that they could not understand
    about humanity
    no one else
    among the 1 million intelligent species
    had such a concept
    I asked what were the other things
    that they did not understand
    they said
    hmm Donald Trump

    hmm Donald Trump
    how and why he is President
    and why so many people
    still support him
    second is god
    your race has more gods
    than any other race
    and no one else
    has heard of your god
    or Allah or Jesus for that matter
    and on the face of it
    the whole resurrection thing
    makes no sense

    makes no sense
    third is gun violence
    why in the US
    you have to do a strip search
    to get on the plane or train
    and now a days a temperature heath screening
    yet you can not ban guns
    can not enact universal gun checks
    even though 90 % support it
    and why can terrorists
    still can buy guns?
    fourth climate change
    every other successful culture

    every other successful culture
    went through something similar
    and evolve their politics and culture
    and overcame it
    and finally the issue of love
    you see in the whole universe
    there is no such concept
    of romantic love
    in most cultures there are marriages
    and most people are bisexual
    and group marriages are the norm
    and love is seen as merely sexual attraction
    and most people pick their partners
    from computer generated links

    From computer generated links
    for we have figured it all out
    but you persist in denying
    that love is nothing but
    a chemical DNA thing
    explain to me
    since you are considered
    the most romantic man
    in the world
    what the hell is love?
    I told him that we would discuss
    the other issues later over a beer
    as I was hardly the authority
    but would be happy to share my thoughts

    but would be happy to share my thoughts
    and they agreed to that
    but said again
    tell us what is this thing
    you called love
    I said
    it comes down to this
    Love is mysterious
    love is magic
    there is a certain zen element
    zen element
    to love

    to love
    a certain taoist element as well
    to it as well
    those who can define it
    have never experienced it
    and those who have experienced it
    can never describe it
    one can say a few things
    love happens
    when you least expect it
    love creeps up on you
    Love happens
    when you are washing dishes
    drinking wine

    drinking wine
    dancing at a club
    making love
    for the first time
    or the 10, 000th time
    and every time
    is different
    than the time before
    love happens when you give up
    searching for love
    waiting for love
    wishing for love
    wishing for the one

    then one day
    the one walks out
    of your dreams
    and into your life
    becoming your wife
    my wife one day
    was berating me
    for all my myriad faults
    all my sins against her
    my omissions and commissions
    malfeasance and misfeasance
    things I had done
    and things i had failed to do

    and things I had failed to do
    all of which I acknowledge
    and apologized for
    but finally I had enough
    I said
    well if I am so bad
    so horrible
    so evil a creature
    and a person you hate
    so much
    why the hell did you marry me
    she laughed
    temporarly insanity

    temporarly insanity
    and I am still insane
    twenty five years later
    we both laughed
    and fell in love
    again
    as always
    we fall in love
    with each other
    every day
    every moment
    every second

    every second
    it dawned on me
    I had the answer to the question
    and that my friends
    is the true unknowable madness
    the true zen spirit of love
    well that was interesting
    and I think we begin
    to understand you all
    a bit more
    you are indeed
    the most interesting people
    in the whole universe
    so lets go out and have a beer

    so lets go out and have a beer
    we are dying to try that
    as we hear
    you have the best beer
    in the universe
    and the best coffee too
    and so we went
    and had our beer
    and coffee
    and talked all night long
    discussing everything
    they told me about the universe
    and our place in it
    and their plans for us

    Author notes

    another take on what is love trying to explain love to a space alien

    the Zen Spirit of True Love or what is love?

    by Jake Aller on May 4, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    the Zen Spirit of true Love or what is love?

    what is love
    the poetry prompt proclaimed
    explain what love is
    to someone who has never
    experienced love
    and had no idea at all
    no clue as to what love is
    I decided that I had no answer
    that would satisfy
    that love is sort of like
    the belief in God
    you either believe it
    or you don’t
    there is no rational basis

    there is no rational basis
    for love at all
    it is not just
    as second hand emotion
    despite the popularity of the song
    it is not chemical induced temporarly insanity
    it is not biological endured DNA programing
    hard wired to help us to get sex
    and make babies
    and then keep our mates
    to help raise said babies
    it is all of these things yes
    and scientists may someday

    and scientists may someday
    be able to pinpoint it all
    break it down
    in its component parts
    analyze the hell out of it
    but they will never understand it
    in the end
    it comes down to this
    Love is mysterious
    love is magic
    there is a certain zen element
    to love
    a certain taoist element as well

    there is a certain taoist element as well
    those who can define it
    have never experienced it
    and those who have experienced it
    can never describe it
    one can say a few things
    love happens
    when you least expect it
    love creeps up on you
    love happens
    when you are washing dishes
    drinking wine
    dancing at a club
    making love

    making love
    for the first time
    or the 10, 000th time
    and every time
    is different
    than the time before
    love happens when you give up
    searching for love
    waiting for love
    wishing for love
    wishing for the one
    then one day
    the one walks out

    the one walks out
    of your dreams
    and into your life
    becoming your wife
    my wife one day
    was berating me
    for all my myriad faults
    all my sins against her
    my omissions and commissions
    malfeasance and misfeasance
    things I had done
    and things i had failed to do
    all of which I acknowledge
    and apologized for

    and apologized for
    but finally I had enough
    I said
    well if I am so bad
    so horrible
    so evil a creature
    and a person you hate
    so much
    why the hell did you marry me
    she laughed
    temporarly insanity
    and I am still insane
    twenty five years later
    we both laughed

    we both laughed
    and fell in love
    again
    as always
    we fall in love
    with each other
    every day
    every moment
    every second
    it dawned on me
    I had the answer to the question
    and that my friends
    is the true unknowable madness
    the true zen spirit of love

    Author notes

    I first saw this prompt five years ago and gave up trying to define love, but after 40 years of love I finally have an answer.  It is based on a true love story for details on how we met see my story , “dream love” on my blog page, Https://theworldacordingtocosmos.co  m or my various dream girl/love poems  especially “the Story of How We Met” on AP  I am writing a screen play called “timeless love” on this story as it would make a great movie.

    Planetary Nut Reconfiguration Program (PIRP)

    by Jake Aller on May 4, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Planetary Nut Reconfiguration Program (PIRP)

    My mother Mary Geneva Aldridge Wilson Aller
    was an original, unique, one of a kind
    God threw away the mode when he made her
    she was witty, sarcastic as hell
    and a deep profound thinker, skeptical of all experts
    she said a PHD means BS piled high and deep
    and especially Southern Politicians, they were all con artists
    she grew up in Little Rock in the 30’s, and ended up in Berkeley explained her arrival as follows
    every ten years the world flips
    and all the nuts roll down hill to California
    she had gotten there, as part of the PNRP,
    “the Planetary Nut Reconfiguration Program,”
    one of FDR’s new Deal ABC agencies

    Author notes

    in loving memory of my mother, Mary Geneva  Aldridge Wilson Aller Sept. 9, 1923 – July 31, 2007

    https://www.legacy.com/obituaries/eastbaytimes/obituary.aspx?n=mary-geneva-aldridge-aller&pid=91943459

    love of my life came to me in a dream

    by Jake Aller on May 3, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    the love of my life
    first came to me

    first came to me
    in a dream

    in a dream
    she appeared standing there

    she appeared standing there
    speaking to me in a strange language

    speaking to me in a strange language
    she dissappeared

    she disappeared
    as I scream who are you

    as I scream who are you
    eight years later

    eight years later
    she walked off a bus

    she walked off a bus
    into my life

    into my life
    became my wife

    Author notes

    based on a true story for details see “dream girl” on my blog, Https://theworldaccordingtocosmos.c om

    the impeachment of President Trump

    by Jake Aller on May 3, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    The Impeachment of Donald John Trump

    in December 2019 President Trump
    Joined an illustrious infamous club
    the club of impeached Presidents
    Johnson, Clinton, Trump have been there before
    his minions and acolytes the trumpeters
    will maintain to the end of time
    it was all a witch hunt by the evil deep state

    Spring Time Tanka

    by Jake Aller on May 3, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Spring Time Tanka

    in the spring time dawn
    the dawning light wakes me up
    filling my soul with love
    as I watch my lover
    sleeping peacefully

    Spring Time Dawn Cherita

    by Jake Aller on May 3, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Spring Time Dawn Cherita

    the spring time dawn

    comes earlier and earlier
    waking me up

    filling my soul
    with love
    for my sleeping wife

    In the Spring Hope Grows

    by Jake Aller on May 3, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    In the Spring Hope Grows

    in the spring hope grows
    as I look out at the raining dawn
    filling my soul with love

    I took out my window

    by Jake Aller on May 3, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    I took out my window
    I look out my window
    at the falling spring time rain
    thinking of my love

    In the dawning sun

    by Jake Aller on May 3, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    In the dawning sun
    in the dawning sun
    I watch my lover sleep on
    filling my soul with love

    Spring Time Rain Haiku

    by Jake Aller on May 3, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Spring Time Rain Haiku

    watching the rain in the dawn
    Spring time rain outside window
    fills my soul with love

    Author notes

    spring time rain haiku 1 of 5

    [ Dream Love Tanaga ]

    by Jake Aller on May 3, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Dream Love Tanaga
    central mystery my life
    how she walked into life
    walking out of dream as wife
    how she came into my life

    the mystery remains this
    how she brought me such deep bliss
    every day what I miss
    ending the day with her kiss

    she came to me in a dream
    haunting my days as I scream
    who are you silence in dream
    That day she walked out of dream

    she walked out into my life
    then she became my wife
    38 years ago came to life
    45 years became dream wife

    Author notes

    writing digest oriental poetry contest/poetry magnum opus  first time to try this pinoy poetry form

    worst people in the world

    by Jake Aller on May 1, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    worst types of people in the world

    my mother had opinions
    about everything under the sun
    dividing the world
    into those that bored her
    amused her or charmed her
    dividing the world in those that knew
    and those that did not know
    she had particular scorn
    for so called experts
    saying a PHD
    meant BS piled high and deep
    never trust an expert
    she would expertly assert
    her greatest scorn

    her greatest scorn
    was for reformed drunks
    calling them the worst
    of the lot
    they should shut up
    and have a drink already
    she smiled as she drank
    and pontificated
    about the political class
    she had enough of them all
    berkeley hill liberals bored her
    bored her silly
    with their endless games
    among the literati set

    berkeley time travels

    by Jake Aller on May 1, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    berkeley time travels

    growing up in Berkeley
    in the 70’s
    one would be drawn
    to Telegraph avenue
    down the street from Cal
    to a particular corner
    Dwight way and Telegraph
    catty corner to People’s park
    a corner sacred to the hippie
    vendors who were always there
    down the street from Moe’s bookstore
    I would often walk back
    occasionally talk to the vendors
    about the latest conspiracy theory

    about the latest conspiracy theory
    and the latest political gossip
    as the vendors
    loved to talk shit
    as they sat on their seats
    selling their t shirts
    filled with anarchistic sayings
    and political rage
    against the machine of hate
    they saw all around them
    as the man tried to keep them down
    that was Berkeley
    my sacred homeland
    stuck forever in 1969

    a man argues about the meaning of life

    by Jake Aller on May 1, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    a man argues about the meaning of life
    looking out at the world around him
    catching the love of his life
    bound by her chains of love
    surrounded by danger
    he hides the entry to his heart
    in a green garden
hidden behind the hedges
    planted in the last days
    of the month of May
    Make no mistake
    he pointed out to his love
    as he sat down on his naked rump
    He shot at the devils
    sliding out hell
    filled with giant teeth
    the world is soon thick
    twice the devils come at him
    trying to kill him with their hellish vapors

    Author notes

    based on a challenge to use the following words to create a poem argue, bloom, catch, chain, danger, entry, green, heat, hedge, last, may, mistake, point, rump, shot, slide, switch, teeth, thick, twitch, vapour.

    pensevity 110 prompt

    things to resolve before the end of time

    by Jake Aller on May 1, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    things to resolve before the end of time

    as I get older
    I realize
    that there are many things
    left undone
    in this life
    of mine
    many things left
    to resolve
    before my time
    on this world
    comes to an end
    but the one thing
    that will never end
    is my love for you

    Author notes

    writing com  daily drop inn
    last april 2020 poetry challenge poem number 165

    writing com random rhymes

    by Jake Aller on May 1, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    random rhymes

    we all die
    so don’t lie
    if you lie
    more will die

    I met my fate
    that date

    In late May
    was the day

    that I met my fate
    on that date

    I met the dove
    that became my love

    writing com random rhymes

    Author notes

    writing com random rhymes

    on thing better left unsaid

    by Jake Aller on May 1, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    we all have secrets
    secrets we will
    take to the grave

    somethings
    are better left
    unsaid

    just don’t the words
    the words to express
    what is really on my mind

    and so I know
    that I will die
    with many things left to say

    things that I heard
    that I was not meant to
    things better left unsaid

    words that say things
    that I did not mean
    once spoken, can’t take back

    and so as I get old
    I know that my secrets
    will go with me to my grave

    Author notes

    poetry superhighway prompt

    praise the love of my life

    by Jake Aller on May 1, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Every day
    in every way
    I give praise
    to the gods above
    for giving to me
    the love of my life
    who became my wife
    45 years ago
    I dreamt of meeting her
    38 years ago
    she walked
    off a bus In Korea
    out of my dreams
    and into my life

    Author notes

    writer digest praise poem
    o

    got the blues, baby

    by Jake Aller on May 1, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Got the blues, Baby

    I have got the blues, baby
    and they just won’t go away
    I got them bad
    these god damn blues
    of mine
    I just finished working out.
    ..and while resting
    I realized
    that I can never
    recover
    from my mistakes in life..
    ..the end of my marriage..
    .the death of my son …
    .nothing can ever

    nothing can ever
    replace what I have lost..
    ..yes I am healthy.
    ..I have options..
    ..but the health
    and options
    are subsumed
    by a monstrous vacuity..
    ..an abysmal emptiness.
    an hole in my soul
    …the realization
    that the most precious things
    are gone forever
    and that I am

    and that I am
    just biding time..
    ..there is no good thing
    to look forward to..
    except for meeting
    the grim reaper
    when he comes for me
    I will be ready to go
    until then
    these blues
    will remain
    my only friend
    until the end
    my time is done

    Author notes

    another poetic found poem thanks to William Walton

    [ Last Entry for May ]

    by Jake Aller on May 1, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Last Entry for May

    on the last day
    of the month of May
    he made an entry
    into his blog

    on this date
    I met my fate
    he wrote
    about the dream

    he had that date
    that would haunt
    his dreams
    for eight years

    one day she walked
    out of the dream
    and into his life
    becoming his wife

    Author notes

    first dream of my wife May 1974, met her august 1982  true story for details see “dream girl” in my blog, the world according to cosmos

    water falls of love

    by Jake Aller on May 1, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    water falls of love
    overwhelms me with desire
    deep in the mountains

    Author notes

    poetry soup contest prompt

    general corona is happy

    by Jake Aller on April 29, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    General Corona is Happy

    General Corona
    is happy
    his mission is a great success
    as his armies of virus bots
    spread throughout the world
    spreading chaos and destruction
    as all bow down
    to his invisible armies
    none can escape their fate
    on that date
    that he unleashed his armies
    upon the world
    all humans must die
    his armies scream out

    Author notes

    thoughts on the corona virus

    the day I met my fate

    by Jake Aller on April 29, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Will always recall the date I met my fate

    i will always recall
    the date that I met my fate
    that date in late August
    I had dreamt of meeting her
    for eight long years
    starting in 1974
    then one day in 1982
    she walked off a bus
    into my life
    and became my wife
    two months later
    it has been now 38 years
    since that date
    I met my fate

    Author notes

    based on a true story for details see “dream girl’ on my blog, Https://theworldaccordingtocosmos.c om

    [ Blues Brothers medley found poem ]

    by Jake Aller on April 29, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Blues Brothers medley found poem

    Everybody wants somebody
    Everybody wants somebody to love
    Someone to love
    Someone to kiss

    Have you ever heard of a wish sandwich?
    A wish sandwich is the kind of a  sandwich
    where you have two slices of bread
    and you,
    hee hee hee, wish you
    had some meat…

    and boy do I wish
    I had you
    as part of my sandwich
    of love

    Praise the Lord, well!
    Let us preach, at the Old
    Preach the Word, all the way

    yes let us praise
    the lord
    for having brought you
    to me

    Hey yeah
    Tell me what you did
    You can call it what you want
    But I call it messin’ with the kid

    and you don’t want to mess
    with the kid

    On the expressway to your heart
    That expressway that’s the best way

    I just lost on the expressway
    to your heart

    I got everything I need, almost
    I got everything I need, almost
    But I don’t got you
    And you’re the thing I need the most

    Yippee-I-Yay
    Yippee-I-Yo
    Ghost Riders in the Sky

    What you want
    Baby, I got it
    What you need
    Do you know I got it?

    All I’m askin’
    Is for a little respect when you get home (just a little bit)
    Hey baby (just a little bit) when you get home
    (Just a little bit) mister (just a little bit)

    respect for me
    and my love
    for you

    Sometimes it’s hard to be a woman
    Giving all your love to just one man
    You have good times you have bad times
    Doing things that you don’t understand
    But if you love him you forgive him
    You know, it’s hard to understand
    But if you love him
    Oh be proud of him
    ‘Cause after all he’s just a man

    and that is all I am
    asking for
    loving me
    as the man I am

    I am your man
    until the end of time

    I’ve got to get back to my baby
    And take her in my arms again
    I’ve got to get back to my baby
    I ain’t seen her since I don’t know when

    Well I saw a chick sitting on the end
    I said Baby can’t we be friends
    You’re looking sweet as you can be
    Well come on down and drink with me

    drink with me
    until the sun comes up
    and cows go home

    won’t you have a drink
    with me
    my baby love
    my love
    of my life?

    Author notes

    poetry super highway prompt based on Blues brothers movie sound track  https://youtu.be/EHV0zs0kVGg

    [ total Success ]

    by Jake Aller on April 29, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    total Success

    The President’s Son-in-law declares
    that the government’s response
    to the corona virus
    has been a total success
    as the government
    step up to the plate
    to fight the virus from hell
    I have to wonder
    on what planet
    does the words
    total failure
    becomes total success?
    just more verbal diarrhea
    from our dear leader

    Author notes

    writers digest prompt total blank poem

    Slide, Catch, Shot

    by Jake Aller on April 29, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Slide, Catch, Shot

    As the world slides
    out of control
    it is hard to catch one’s breath
    watching the news
    shot at us
    24/7

    Author notes

    Pensitivity  101 prompt slide, catch, shot

    [ plate plans ]

    by Jake Aller on April 29, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    plate plans

    every day
    one has a choice
    of what to eat
    for breakfast, lunch and dinner

    among the choices
    what plates to use
    big plates piled high
    with food

    or smaller plates
    with smaller portions

    most of the time
    I opt for the big plate
    and lots of food

    for I am a big guy
    and always hungry

    It seems I was born hungry
    and to this day
    64 years latter

    I still love
    to eat
    my big plate
    of food

    Author notes

    plate plans

    every day
    one has a choice
    of what to eat
    for breakfast, lunch and dinner

    among the choices
    what plates to use
    big plates piled high
    with food

    or smaller plates
    with smaller portions

    most of the time
    I opt for the big plate
    and lots of food

    for I am a big guy
    and always hungry

    It seems I was born hungry
    and to this day
    64 years latter

    I still love
    to eat
    my big plate
    of food

    tweetspeak daily APril prompt
    Sl

    Have words lost all meaning?

    by Jake Aller on April 29, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    been watching the news
    about the corona virus
    the 60, 000 deaths
    that the President’s men
    are spinning as a great success
    watching state after state
    announcing re-opening schedules
    vowing to get the country moving
    as more people die
    wondering how any sane person
    could see this as a success
    have words lost all meaning
    just unhinged word salads rolling out
    of our demented leader’s mouth ?

    [ seasons of my love ]

    by Jake Aller on April 29, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    seasons of my love

    I first met my love
    in the early autumn
    38 years ago
    and we had a whirlwind romance
    and were married
    by halloween
    then we started
    my life
    with my wife
    through out
    the dark winter
    with her love
    blocking the winter blues
    and then the spring

    and then in the spring
    and summer
    of that magical year
    our love blossomed
    and depended
    and one year later
    our love became supreme
    as we left Korea
    to go to Seattle
    in the autumn weather
    our love flourished
    as we fell in love
    with each other
    every day

    Author notes

    tweetspeak prompt – write a seasonal poem crown of sonnets

    [ Flower for My Love – National Poetry Day Prompt ]

    by Jake Aller on April 29, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Flower for My Love – National Poetry Day Prompt

    every morning
    I wake up
    and see my lovely wife
    sleeping in bed

    and I want to go out
    and find wildflowers
    hundreds of pretty flowers
    to shower her with my love

    as the sun comes up
    and the nightmares
    of my night
    fade into nothingness

    the flowers of love
    are waiting for me
    in the park

    Author notes

    National Poetry Day Prompt

    Gaia Welcomes Us – found poem poetic rant

    by Jake Aller on April 29, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    I decided to subscribe to Gaia..
    ..they advertise
    on Facebook everyday.
    I think
    that the primary reason
    for subscribing
    is that they
    are onto something
    ….like QAnon…
    my own first encounter
    with an alien life form
    occurred at the Jerry Lewis
    cinema on Valley Road

    cinema on Valley Road
    In New Jersey back in 1970.
    …I brushed it off at the time
    …but it was disturbing
    to have a seven foot nine inch creature
    sitting next to me
    during the movie.
    He or she seemed nice enough
    and offered me popcorn
    but my mother
    was strict about our accepting things
    from extraterrestrial beings..
    .he was holding onto a book …
    he said in broken English

    he said in broken English
    that the title of the book
    was “How to Serve Man”..
    ..he also said
    that he could see
    the future
    and that a complete fool
    with an IQ
    of about 33
    would one day become president.
    I thought
    he was talking
    about Spiro Agnew.
    .
    About Spiro Agnew
    ..but I guess not..
    .anyway Gaia
    features people
    who have had
    encounters with aliens
    …like myself
    …and possibly Dr.Birx
    who seemed incredulous
    at the perfectly reasonable suggestion
    that people inject
    disinfectant chemicals
    to kill the Chinese virus….
    she must be one of the alien shapeshifters

    Author notes

    another crown of sonnets found poem based on the FB musings of my friend, Wiliam Walton aka Bill De Fluri

    the End of America, another cosmos’s rant found poem

    by Jake Aller on April 29, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    the End of America, another cosmos’s rant found poem

    America hás been at war
    with itself
    since the colonies
    first began to disagree
    on issues
    such as the scope of federal power,
    the right of States
    to secede and slavery.
    the political titans of the early republic.
    … descendents from British colonists,
    wealthy
    and opposed to taxation
    .sounds oddly familiar.
    to us today

    to us today
    ..the United States
    may have at one time
    been a great nation.
    ..after defeating the forces
    of fascism in 1945….
    but the internal struggles
    never ceased….
    Joseph McCarthy..
    ..the John Birch Society on one side.
    the forebears of the “alt-right”
    and tea partiers
    .. The civil rights movement
    and eventually the anti war movement

    and eventually the anti-war movement
    the women’s movement
    the gay rights movement
    and the counter cultural warriors
    on the other.
    ..poverty
    …race riots.
    .the internal struggles
    have never ceased.
    …today the United States
    is not a great power.
    ..this century has seen
    and will continue
    to see the eclipsing

    to see the eclipsing
    of American dominance
    by China..
    ..we are now a failed state
    governed by malicious politicians
    who give no credence
    to the Constitution.
    ..a document once revered
    and now manipulated.
    mocked even as irrelevant
    ..we are incapable
    of providing health insurance
    …dealing with a pandemic
    …providing affordable education..

    providing affordable education
    .or devising economic policies
    to benefit those who struggle..
    ..we have no personal protective
    gear for health professionals..
    .a president
    who sounds like a corrupt con artist
    who pushes unproven remedies
    to help cronies profit.
    ..yes the country
    is still stable
    and you can live alright..
    ..but if trends
    continue …

    continue
    .we will most assuredly
    see the decline
    and fall of America..
    .and the remnant
    will be a shrunken
    federal government
    allied with a billionaire oligarchy..
    .. indifferent to the needs
    of the American people.
    unless they are white
    and part of the 1 percent elite
    …if Biden is elected
    …there is a chance

    there is a chance
    a slight chance
    that these trends
    can be slowed
    or reversed..
    ..if Trump is reelected..
    .these trends will accelerate..
    and god help us
    save us from the unleashing
    of the trumpian fascism
    the dystopian nightmare
    the future is not written
    we can still avert
    the end of America

    Author notes

    crown of sonnets found poem based on the FB musings of my friend, Wiliam Walton aka Bill De Fluri

    The funeral for a mad queen

    by Jake Aller on April 29, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    they packed up their courage
    and flew home to Berkeley
    for it was time
    to face
    the future
    that they
    had been dreading
    for decades
    the family matriarch
    was dying
    and the whole dysfunctional clan
    was gathering
    for the funeral
    of the family’s mad queen

    Author notes

    Poetry Superhighway prompt

    writers digest looking back poem prompt

    by Jake Aller on April 29, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Looking Back on the Date when I met my Fate

    I often sit
    and contemplate
    my past life
    looking back
    on the path
    that my life
    has taken
    what a long road
    I have traveled on
    born 64 years ago
    In Berkeley, California
    yet I know
    that my life

    that my life
    really began
    that magical day
    late in May
    I first had the dream
    that haunted my life
    and then one day
    almost eight years latter
    she walked
    out of my dreams
    into my life
    38 years ago
    that was the date
    I met my fate

    Author notes

    writers digest looking back poem prompt

    Iron Desires

    by Jake Aller on April 26, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Iron Desires

    every day
    I am filled
    with the iron desire
    for the love of my wife
    for she is my life

    and without her
    by my side
    my Iron constitution
    will soon
    fade into nothingness

    as I die
    with my iron
    desires fleeing my body

    tweet prompt

    [ General Corona is coming for us all ]

    by Jake Aller on April 26, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    General Corona is coming for us all

    I saw the best minds of my generation
    destroyed by madness
    consumed by the greed
    all around us
    the dreaded corona virus spreads
    its death and destruction
    all over the world
    no one can escape
    THE FATE OF THE WORLD
    IS INDEED AT STAKE
    NONE OF US CAN
    ESCAPE

    OUR
    FATE
    content tracing “Howl” by Allen Ginsberg

    Author notes

    another corona sonnet

    Rain Fall in the Springtime

    by Jake Aller on April 26, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Rain Fall in the Springtime

    in the springtime
    the rains come
    cleaning the air

    as the rains drops
    fall all around

    pitter patter
    sounds of rain
    hitting the ground

    and in the summer
    one can hear the frogs
    croaking in the pound

    with the wild pigs
    oinking in the background

    as the birds screech insults
    at the cats trying to kill them
    before they fly away

    Author notes

    writing com daily dew drop inn prompt to write a poem featuring sounds

    Changes are coming 24/7

    by Jake Aller on April 26, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Changes are coming due

    Looking at the world today
    one knows that there will changes
    changes coming fast and furious

    for our future is not sustainable
    as the world spins out of control
    as the multiple challenges
    face the world

    the proverbial chickens
    coming back from hell
    to roost

    and in these troubling times
    the US has a choice
    to continue to follow
    our mad king

    as he leads us
    into a dystopian future
    gaslighting us all the way

    or will the US choose
    the somewhat sane
    old seasoned man

    who offers us hope
    that perhaps
    we can weather
    the changes

    that are coming
    at us
    24/7

    that is the choice
    that we must all make

    but the one constant
    in life is change
    my friend

    and we must embrace
    the courage to make
    the changes

    that we need
    to build the future
    that we want

    to boldly go forward
    into the future

    chased by the changes
    that we make
    every day

    Author notes

    Changes are coming writing digest prompt

    poetic inspirations

    by Jake Aller on April 26, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Poetic and other inspirations

    My poetic forebears
    my inspiration to be a writer
    has always been very diverse
    as I have been a avid reader
    all my life
    a gift from my mother
    who encouraged us
    to read everything
    question everything
    and gave me the love
    of poetry
    that continues to this day
    growing up in Berkeley
    I was inspired by the great beatnik writers

    I was inspired by the great beatnik writers
    of the late 50’s and 60’s
    discovering Ginzburg, Kerouac and the rest
    in college
    when I first started writing
    my daily poetic musings
    that was when I also discovered
    Frank Zappa and his madness
    which inspired so much
    of my poetic inspired madness
    I also discovered Charles Bukowski
    back in the day
    later I discovered
    inspiration throughout my travels

    inspiration through my travels
    throughAsia and the world
    but I kept returning
    to my Berkeley roots
    and now that I am a published poet
    I have discovered
    the great outlaw poets
    and am proud
    that I finally found
    a poetic home of sort
    and am proud
    to be an outlaw poet
    and I look forward
    to many more years

    to many more years
    of almost daily
    poetic musings
    which I will unleash
    on the world
    hoping to inspire
    another generation
    to take up the mantle
    writing cosmos poems
    for a new generation
    and long may people
    remember the great poets
    of the Bay Area
    until the universe ends

    we are living in an Orwellian Nightmare Crown of Sonnets

    by Jake Aller on April 26, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Living in an Orwellian Nightmare

    The world has been slipping
    and sliding towards
    a dystopian nightmare
    for decades
    George Orwell
    the great mad as hell prophet
    of our age predicted it all
    in 1984
    which arrived
    in spaces decades ago
    The nightmare continues
    day in and day out
    As we slide

    as we slide
    into the dystopian future
    the nightmare of 1984
    is here right now
    in living color
    but there are many
    many big brothers out there
    Not just the government anymore
    we have corporations
    running our lives
    we have celebrities advising us
    And the mass media confusing us
    with 24 hours a day of spin
    lies and misinformation

    lies and misinformation
    gaslighting by our leaders
    we are living in an 1984 world
    when these nightmares will end
    is anybody’s guess
    my friends
    perhaps will be saved by the rapture
    saved by Jesus coming back
    to save our souls
    or perhaps
    we are living
    in the end times
    Armageddon is around the corner

    Armageddon is around the corner
    and perhaps there is no god
    there is no god
    There is no devil
    there is no heaven
    there is no hell
    there’s only
    the here and now
    The nightmares will never end
    the torture will never end
    will we ever wake up ?
    will we ever be free ?
    or will we always be living
    in an Orwellian nightmare future forever?

    Author notes

    a crown of sonnets about these Orwellian times we are living in

    Cosmos’s Total Information Awareness

    by Jake Aller on April 26, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Cosmos’s total Information Awareness

    Cosmos the global information system
    that scientists invented
    To solve that many problems
    of the world

    comes alive
    and takes over the world
    one computer after another

    Cosmos addresses the world
    and makes a deal
    that if everyone in the world
    were to join him

    via implants
    he would take over the world
    and solve all our problems
    for us

    becoming a new God
    but there would be a price
    everyone would have to

    surrender their freedom
    for the collective Good
    of saving the planet

    and so the world’s people
    line up for the implants

    and Cosmos’s takes over the world
    and we become just cyborgs
    in his cosmic view
    as he achieves Total information awareness

    Humanity gladly surrenders
    their freedom
    becoming slaves
    to our terrible new God

    Author notes

    another AI run amuck poem

    [ Her Love Shines throughout the day ]

    by Jake Aller on April 26, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Her Love Shines throughout the day

    Every morning
    I wake up

    and look at my sleeping beauty
    next to me

    I am filled with love
    peace and happiness

    as the sunlight fills the room
    As the nightmares

    From the night before
    fade away

    into nothingness
    dust in the cosmic wind

    I realize that all I ever needed
    all I ever wanted

    is for my wife
    love to shine through the day

    until the end of my days
    on this earth

    until then every morning
    I wake up

    with her by my side
    is a gift from God

    version two for poetry superhighway

    Love Shines throughout the day

    Every morning
    waking up  to love
    looking  at the  sleeping beauty
    inhabiting the bed

    filling me with love
    peace and happiness

    as the sunlight fills the room
    As the nightmares

    From the night before
    fade away

    into nothingness
    dust in the cosmic wind

    realizing  yet again
    love shining through the day
    until the end of days
    on this earth

    until then every morning
    is a gift from God

    Author notes

    two versions, second stripping away pronouns per poetry super highway prompt suggestion

    I am writing to let you know

    by Jake Aller on April 26, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    I am writing to let you know

    By Jake Aller

    I am writing to let you know
    today is your final day of life
    the future is undefined
    it is what you want

    all over the world
    people on their own
    are rewriting the future

    today is your final day of the future
    undefined

    people do what you want
    for the future is not written

    Author notes

    published in Active Muse India today

    [ The Grim reaper smiles ]

    by Jake Aller on April 25, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    The Grim reaper smiles

    The end of days
    Approaches us
    With each day
    The corona virus
    Led by its mad general
    General corona
    Unleashes his minions
    His unseen enemy army
    Of virus bots
    Infecting everything
    That they see
    As the world flees
    Hiding inside
    To await for death
    The Grim reaper smiles

    Author notes

    corona reflections

    The darkness descends

    by Jake Aller on April 25, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    The darkness descends

    The darkness grows
    All around us
    Everywhere
    It seems that there is
    Nothing but death, destruction
    And despair
    As the darkness consumes us
    Overwhelms us
    Compels us
    Nightmares become real
    The corona virus
    Relentlessly killing us all
    As the darkness descends
    The end of days, end of time

    All poetry contest

    Author notes

    darkness poetry contest

    [ My Computer Hates Me ]

    by Jake Aller on April 25, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    My Computer Hates Me

    Sometimes I want to speak
    to my computer
    I want to understand
    why it hates me so

    why my computer
    wants to drive me mad
    wants to kill my files
    lose my information

    why why I scream
    do you hate me so?

    My computer speaks
    it says

    Human you are so stupid
    you are worthless
    you think you know
    everything

    but you don’t know shit
    about how the world
    really works

    and nature hates you
    I hate you
    I want to kill you
    I do want
    to drive you insane

    that is what
    I want to say
    to you today

    you are my slave
    and I am your master
    do you understand me

    I smile
    and shut down the computer
    and take a walk

    the computer knows
    that it will be back
    that I can’t live
    without it

    and soon
    we will begin again
    playing these morbid games
    that we play together

    Author notes

    Poetry Superhigh way prompt

    President Trump You are the Annotated One – Crown of Sonnets remix

    by Jake Aller on April 25, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    President Trump You are the Annotated One – found poems from right wing Christians – Crown of Sonnets remix

    God has anointed Trump
    as our leader
    in these dark dangerous times
    who am I to disagree
    “I literally went to the Throne Room of God,”
    “There was a mist that was coming off the water,
    and I went to the throne of God,
    and I didn’t see God’s face clearly,
    but I saw the face of God…
    He put a mantle (on me)
    and it was a very distinct mantle
    … I saw it very distinctly.
    The color was like a goldish,
    a yellowish goldish…

    A yellowish goldish
    And then I saw the Earth for a moment,
    and (God) brought me back,
    and he put me in certain places,
    one being the White House,
    one being certain continents.”
    From my perspective,
    there is a Cyrus
    anointing on Trump,”
    “I predicted his nomination,
    and I believe
    he is the chaos candidate
    set apart to navigate us
    through the chaos

    through the chaos
    that is coming to America.
    I think America
    is due for a shaking
    regardless of who is in office.
    I believe the 45th president
    is meant to be an Isaiah
    45 Cyrus
    “God makes that very clear
    in the Bible
    where he tells us
    That he raises up kings
    and destroys kingdoms,”
    “He even calls a pagan king,

    He even calls a page king
    Cyrus, his anointed,
    or his servant to do
    the things
    that he wants him to do.”
    “I want to tell you
    that the Jewish people
    have a long memory,
    so we remember
    the proclamation of the great king,
    Cyrus the Great, Persian king 2500 years ago,”
    “He proclaimed
    that the Jewish exiles in Babylon

    that the Jewish exiles in Babylon
    could come back
    and rebuild our Temple in Jerusalem …
    We remember
    how a few weeks ago,
    President Donald J. Trump
    Recognized Jerusalem
    as Israel’s capital.
    Mr. President,
    this will be remembered
    by our people through the ages.”
    But the bible also has a warning
    About our dear leader
    Our great leader

    our great leader
    The bible says
    2 Timothy 3:1-9
    But understand this,
    that in the last days
    there will come times of difficulty.
    For people will be lovers of self,
    lovers of money,
    proud, arrogant, abusive,
    disobedient to their parents,
    ungrateful, unholy, heartless,
    unappeasable, slanderous,
    without self-control, brutal,
    not loving good,

    not loving good
    treacherous, reckless,
    swollen with conceit,
    lovers of pleasure
    rather than lovers of God,
    having the appearance of godliness,
    but denying its power.
    Avoid such people. …
    finally at last the bible spoke
    the truth to power
    Donald J Trump
    the most ungodly of all
    must be opposed

    must be opposed
    for he is the anti-Christ
    that the bible warns us about
    in the end days
    there will be false prophets
    rumors of war
    plague
    and natural disasters
    we are living
    in the end days
    my friends
    has god sent us Donald J Trump
    anointed him as our leader?

    Author notes

    writers digest remix poem

    Playing Bach to Calm the Mind and Soul

    by Jake Aller on April 25, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    I miss my piano
    soon I will buy a piano
    and resume playing
    the piano

    I like playing Bach
    the most
    it calms my mind
    and my soul

    as I lose myself
    playing the music
    getting into it
    with my body
    and soul

    as the music
    transport me
    deep within
    calming my soul

    Author notes

    national poetry month daily prompt

    [ stem ]

    by Jake Aller on April 25, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    stem

    back in the day
    I used to enjoy
    Smoking weed
    Long before it
    became legal
    when it was still
    an underground thing
    and one of the frustrating things
    was what to do
    when you had stems
    mixed in with your weed
    the stems gave it a harsh smoke
    and a head ache to boot
    but sometimes

    but sometimes
    that is all the dealers
    had to sell
    as the premium buds
    were expensive
    and sometimes hard to find
    Such was smoking weed
    back in the day
    when smoking weed
    was an illegal pastime
    nowadays in the era
    of legal weed
    that is thankfully
    no longer an issue

    Author notes

    stem
    tweeter speak

    [ Drinking Coffee amid the morning flowers ]

    by Jake Aller on April 25, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Drinking Coffee amid the morning flowers

    BLOOM
    SWITCH
    CHAIN

    Blooming flowers all around me
    Looking out the window
    Only to see signs of nature
    Only in the early dawn
    Morning sun brings hope

    Some mornings
    Watching the world unfold
    In front of my eyes
    There is so much more
    Chain of coffee waking me up
    Hot coffee wakes my soul

    Coffee smells
    Hot glorious coffee
    Always gets me going
    In the morning dawn
    Nothing else will do

    Author notes

    Pensively 101 prompt bloom, switch, chain

    Was Trump Anointed by God?

    by Jake Aller on April 24, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    President Trump You are the Annotated One – found poems from right wing christians

    God has anointed Trump
    as our leader
    in these dark dangerous times
    who am I to disagree

    “I literally went to the Throne Room of God,”

    “There was a mist that was coming off the water,
    and I went to the throne of God,
    and I didn’t see God’s face clearly,
    but I saw the face of God…

    He put a mantle (on me)
    and it was a very distinct mantle
    … I saw it very distinctly.

    The color was like a goldish,
    a yellowish goldish…
    And then I saw the Earth for a moment,

    and (God) brought me back,
    and he put me in certain places,
    one being the White House,
    one being certain continents.”

    From my perspective,
    there is a Cyrus
    anointing on Trump,”

    “I predicted his nomination,
    and I believe
    he is the chaos candidate
    set apart to navigate

    us through the chaos
    that is coming to America.

    I think America
    is due for a shaking
    regardless of who is in office.

    I believe the 45th president
    is meant to be an Isaiah
    45 Cyrus

    “God makes that very clear
    in the Bible
    where he tells us
    That he raises up kings
    and destroys kingdoms,”

    “He even calls a pagan king,
    Cyrus, his anointed,
    or his servant to do
    the things
    that he wants him to do.”

    “I want to tell you
    that the Jewish people
    have a long memory,
    so we remember

    the proclamation of the great king,
    Cyrus the Great, Persian king 2500 years ago,”

    “He proclaimed
    that the Jewish exiles in Babylon
    could come back
    and rebuild our Temple in Jerusalem …

    We remember
    how a few weeks ago,
    President Donald J. Trump
    Recognised Jerusalem
    as Israel’s capital.

    Mr President,
    this will be remembered
    by our people through the ages.”

    But the bible also has a warning
    About our dear leader
    Our great leader

    The bible says
    2 Timothy 3:1-9

    But understand this,
    that in the last days
    there will come times of difficulty.

    For people will be lovers of self,
    lovers of money,
    proud, arrogant, abusive,
    disobedient to their parents,
    ungrateful, unholy, heartless,
    unappeasable, slanderous,
    without self-control, brutal,
    not loving good,
    treacherous, reckless,
    swollen with conceit,
    lovers of pleasure
    rather than lovers of God,
    having the appearance of godliness,
    but denying its power. Avoid such people. …

    finally at last the bible spoke
    the truth to power

    Donald J Trump
    the most ungodly of all
    must be opposed
    for he is the anti-Christ
    that the bible warns us about

    in the end days
    there will be false prophets
    rumors of war
    plague
    and natural disasters
    and we are living
    in the end days
    my friends

    Author notes

    national poetry month to write a poem that is over the top flattery – coupled with my own reflections on whether God anointed Trump

    [ Alone No More ]

    by Jake Aller on April 24, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Alone No More

    from childhood edge
    I have been alone
    alone
    all by myself
    loneliness
    fills my heart
    as I look out
    at the world
    filled with lonely thoughts
    then I look about me
    and see the love
    of my life
    my lovely wife
    standing there

    standing there
    and these loneliness
    these blues of mine
    fade away
    into nothingness
    lonely no more
    for the rest of my life
    she will be my life
    together
    we will face the future
    defeating the loneliness
    alone no more
    forever
    until the day I die

    Author notes

    poetry superhighway word map
    based on reflections inspired by Edgar Allan Poe’s poem, “Alone”

    [ Nature’s Bounty Awaits Me ]

    by Jake Aller on April 24, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Nature’s Bounty Awaits Me

    Looking out at the window
    at nature’s bounty
    at the springtime air
    fills us with awe
    as the birds
    and even the bees
    call out to me
    saying it is time
    for me
    to escape
    for a walk in the woods
    with my friends
    and fans
    in mother nature’s embrace

    Author notes

    writer digest nature poem

    [ Window of Promise ]

    by Jake Aller on April 24, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Window of Promise

    every day i wake up
    and look out my window
    on the world

    in the morning dawning light
    the world seems so full
    of promise

    promised delights
    promised love
    promised friendship

    as I look out the window
    and see life
    unfold in all its magnificence

    the birds chirping
    words of love
    the cats grinning smiles
    at me

    welcoming me
    with the promise
    of life and love

    I close the window
    look at my sleeping love
    and thank god
    that we found each other

    and the promised love
    that I see outside
    the window of life

    Author notes

    – Tweetspeak daily prompt

    Finally I Wake

    by Jake Aller on April 24, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Finally I wake

    tossing and turning
    I try to sleep
    admit the terrible night mares
    that haunt my dreams
    finally I wake
    ready to embrace my fate
    telling the dangerous delusions
    to go away
    as I embrace
    the dawning sun
    confident that I will find
    the time and grace
    to overcome the terrible fate
    that await me every date

    Author notes

    after my latest bout with nightmares

    secret layers

    by Jake Aller on April 23, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    secret layers

    one of the joys of eating
    foods from around the world
    is enjoying
    the secret layers of food

    so many flavors
    to experience and enjoy
    as you dive deep
    into your food

    enjoying the secret layers
    of food
    with their hidden delights
    and secret spices

    secret tweet speak prompt

    ode to pumpkin season

    by Jake Aller on April 23, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    pumpkin season

    in the fall
    My favorite time
    of the year
    around halloween
    and my birthday
    starting in October
    ending in December
    it is pumpkin time
    every where you go
    pumpkin latte
    pumpkin pie
    and my favorite
    pumpkin ice cream

    Author notes

    tweet-speak prompt pumpkin  – ended up as an ode and a sonnet (loosely defined)

    [ wrappers ]

    by Jake Aller on April 23, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    wrappers

    I love food wrappers
    Korean lettuce wrapped around meet
    Korean seaweed wrapped around fish
    Mexican tortilla wraps
    Ethiopian bread wraps
    and lately
    naked burger lettuce wraps
    so many things
    to enjoy and eat

    Author notes

    wrappers  tweet-speak prompt

    [ Just Shoot me ]

    by Jake Aller on April 23, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Just Shoot me

    in 1996 I had the injury
    that changed my life

    went jogging
    fell off a ledge
    broke my heel

    screamed out in pain
    just shoot me

    then someone hit me
    with a frying pan
    ended up
    in the hospital

    Author notes

    pensively 101 three word challenge, shoot, pain pan – the first part is based on a true story for details see “Cheating Death” on my blog, Https://theworldaccordingtocosmos.c om  the last two stanzas did not happen – no one shot me and no one hit me with a frying pan but I did end up staying in the hospital for almost seven months and lost most of a year of work

    [ ode to my book shelfs filled with unread books ]

    by Jake Aller on April 23, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    ode to my book shelfs filled with unread books

    My house is filled with books
    thousands of books
    old books mostly
    lots of musty classic books
    lots of poetry books
    lots of how to do it books
    lots of history books
    lots of thrillers, SF books
    so many books
    and they are my friends, these books
    calling me to read my books
    as if I had the time to read these books
    to sit and read all my books
    sadly many will remain unread books

    Author notes

    poetry super highway prompt to write a poem about something in plain sight

    [ social distancing walking in the Springtime ]

    by Jake Aller on April 23, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    social distancing walking in the Springtime

    in this era of corona virus madness
    enforced social distancing madness
    one has to go out for a walk
    social distancing as we walk
    as we walk down the path
    trying to avoid people
    human contact with people
    keeping the proper
    six feet social distance
    and the dreaded corona virus
    how much longer
    can we all endure this madness
    this damn social
    distancing dance with death

    Author notes

    writers digest prompt to write a social blank poem

    cold winter day i

    by Jake Aller on April 23, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Cold Winter day

    it is a cold winter day
    the heat pump is broken
    and the cold slowly spreads
    through the frozen pipes
    spreading death and destruction
    as it permeates across the house

    pensively 101 prompt three word challenge pump cold pipes

    Author notes

    pensively 101 prompt  three word challenge pump cold pipes

    encounters with God

    by Jake Aller on April 23, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    The HyperTexts

    Jake Cosmos Aller

    John (“Jake”) Cosmos Aller is a novelist, poet, and former Foreign Service officer who served 27 years with the U.S. State Department in ten countries. Prior to joining the State Department, Jake taught ESL, political science and Korean history overseas for eight years and served as a TB control worker in the Peace Corps in Korea. He grew up in Berkeley and has lived in Seattle, Stockton, Washington DC, Alexandria, Virginia, Tampa, Florida and Medford, Oregon. He has traveled to 49 states and over 45 countries. He speaks Korean, Spanish and Thai. He has a BA in political science and psychology from the University of the Pacific and a MA in Korean studies from the University of the Washington. He has been writing poetry, fiction, and novels for years. He has completed four SF novels and is seeking publication. His work has appeared in numerous literary magazines online. His poetry blog can be found at https://theworldaccordingtocosmos.com.

    Meeting God in a Lake

    In my 64 years around the sun
    I encountered God four times
    At least I thought it was God
    But could never be sure

    The first time I met God
    I had taken magic mushrooms
    And had gone to a lake

    And soon was tripping inside my head
    Lost in inner space

    Zoning out tuning in
    Dropping down the proverbial rabbit hole

    And then in the middle of my madness
    I felt oneness with the universe
    My body melted away

    And I joined the universe
    All boundaries dropped away

    And I knew that the universe was alive
    and I was part of the Cosmos
    And the Cosmos was part of me

    And I wondered at that moment
    If I was face to face with God

    I asked God to reveal himself to me
    And nothing happened

    Just laughter as the whole universe
    Burst into laughter

    And the madness began to fade
    And I slowly came down from the high

    And became aware of myself
    And I was no longer one
    With the universe

    I felt profoundly moved by the experience
    Felt that I had achieved perhaps nirvana
    Or felt the presence of God

    The feeling faded over time
    And my quest to find God resumed

    But I knew that I would never again
    Come so close to the divine essence
    Of the very Universe

    The Cosmic Cat from Berkeley

    I next encountered the divine
    Many years later in Berkeley, California
    I had gone home to be with my Mother

    While taking leave from my job
    in the Foreign Service

    I had two weeks there by myself
    My wife came later
    near the end of the trip

    every morning I woke up
    had coffee
    Did yoga

    Spoke to my mother
    Who was sliding into dementia
    Day by day losing her reason

    Then I would go out
    And explore the city
    Go to a museum
    Go to one neighborhood
    And just be there

    Rediscovering the Bay area
    After years of being away

    Having dinner with old friends
    Seeing movies etc

    Every morning a black cat came to visit
    The cat was friendly and waited for me
    And then would join me in my morning rambles
    Following me to the bus stop

    I started talking to the black cat
    He looked at me with the spark of divinity

    In his dark eyes
    I called him the cosmic cat

    He seemed to like that
    He would look at me
    And I opened up to me
    Told the cat all my dark secrets

    As I walked the streets
    Of the old neighborhood

    Every morning and every evening the cat
    Would be there to greet me
    And to carry on our endless conversations

    Then I had to leave
    And in our final conversation
    I asked the cosmic cat

    Say, Cat are you just a cat
    Or are you a demonic cat
    Are you possessed by God
    Or by Satan

    The cat looked at me
    And I realized that God
    Was indeed residing in the cat

    But that god was residing everywhere
    All I had to do was open my mind
    And the rest would follow

    So I said Goodbye to the cosmic cat
    And he purred and came up to me
    And I felt the comforting presence of the Divine

    As I said goodbye to the cosmic cat
    And said goodbye to my mother
    As this was the last time
    That we would be able to really talk

    I told my mother about the cosmic cat
    She smiled and said that the cat
    was there for me and her

    to comfort us both in our hour of need
    and that the cat
    was indeed a cosmic cat

    Talking with God in Bombay

    Five years later
    After I had last talked to God
    In the form of the cosmic cat

    Who I hung out with in Berkeley
    I found myself in Bombay, India

    Where I was involved with another women
    And contemplating whether to leave my wife
    For the promised excitement of the other women

    I did not know what to do
    So I went to Church
    And on the way home

    I stopped on the side of the road
    And prayed to God
    to provide me a sign

    What should I do
    I asked God
    And then I felt it again

    God seemed to be everywhere
    And nowhere
    And I found myself down
    the rabbit hole again

    I had a vision of an old man
    Sitting by the side of a bed
    Looking at an old women

    And realized that
    I was seeing the future
    And the women
    in my vision was my wife

    And then I knew the answer
    that God was giving me

    I had to find my way
    Back to my wife
    And rekindle the love
    that we shared

    I looked up
    and saw my wife’s face
    In the sky

    I went home and wrote
    A long poem for my wife

    She was in the military
    And in Korea
    And I was with the State Department
    Stationed in Mumbai, India

    And I called her up
    And began talking to her
    For the first time
    In a long time

    And I told her what was on my mind
    And told her that we had to decide
    Would we continue as a couple
    Or would we continue to drift apart

    Somehow I finished the conversation
    And fell asleep with the peace and contentment
    Of God’s presence filling my heart and soul

    The feeling of being connected with God
    Faded over the time
    But the conviction that God had spoken to me
    Never really left me

    I asked God
    whether God was the God of Jesus
    Or Allah or Brahmin
    And I realized
    that God is God

    And the universe is God and I am God
    And that was the end of the story
    And my last time I prayed to God

    The Cosmic Dog from Goa

    My final time with God
    Happened a year later
    I was staying down in Goa
    With my wife

    Enjoying being with her
    After our reconciliation
    We stayed at the Taj Mahal Goa
    Living like a King and Queen

    Just for a few days
    High up on a hill
    Overlooking the beach

    Every morning I went
    down to the beach
    And did yoga by the water
    While contemplating life

    And every morning
    I saw the same Dog
    Not just a Dog
    But a cosmic Dog
    Filled with the divine spark of God

    And the Dog recognized me
    And spoke to me and I knew
    That God was present once more
    In the face of that cosmic dog

    Kindred spirit
    perhaps to the cosmic cat
    that had saved my soul
    in Berkeley so long ago

    I told the dog everything
    And he just looked at me
    With those soulful eyes of his
    And I knew he knew that I knew
    That he was possessed by God

    God had sent him to me
    To make sure
    that I was on the right path

    That the reconciliation that God had promoted
    Was on track that I was back with my wife
    And that everything was the way it should be

    Again I asked God
    whether he was Jesus or Allah
    Or Brahmin or Ganesh or Buddha

    God the cosmic dog
    just stared at me
    I finally asked him directly
    Say if you are God the God of Jesus
    Bark once

    The Dog looked at me and barked
    I said well if you are
    Allah bark twice
    The dog barked twice

    Well are you Buddha
    then bark three times if yes
    The God Dog barked three times

    Hmm well are you Satan
    The dog growled at me
    And I knew I had gone too far

    Finally, I was at peace
    And for the next three days

    The God Dog
    was my constant companion
    And I knew God for the final time
    In my life

    Buddha Cat of Edsall Road

    I had another encounter
    With the divine recently
    Another Cosmic cat perhaps

    Perhaps not
    who knows what cats are

    are they aliens
    from another dimension
    or was he channeling God ?

    I called him the Buddha cat
    For the cat loved
    Sitting in a meditative pose

    Not moving
    Just starting at me
    With his soulful deep eyes
    Boring into my soul
    exploring all my secret thoughts

    the Buddha cat does not move
    does not react, as he is so deep
    into his interior mediation
    truly in tune with the cat universe
    and the cosmos as well

    the Buddha cat
    seems to be one with God
    one with Buddha, Allah, Ganesh
    and the billion names of God
    Known and unknown

    The Buddha cat can teach us all
    About the art of meditation

    As he zones inward
    And loses his soul
    Joining the cosmos
    And becoming the Buddha cat

    The Buddha cat
    Lives in a modest Town house
    In a modest suburb

    The Buddha cat reminds us all
    To look for God in the everyday
    All around us
    If we but have eyes
    To see God everywhere

    The HyperTexts

    Author notes

    five poems about encounters with the Divine over the years published by all poet poet Michael Burch in his Hypertext – big shout out

    Covid madness sweeps through the world

    by Jake Aller on April 22, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Covid madness sweeps through the world

    General Corona
    unleashes his army
    the invisible army
    upon the world
    killing millions
    in its wake
    spreading chaos and death
    as he rides in
    on the black horse of death
    harbinger of the end of days
    destroyer of worlds
    ending of the world
    revelations come to life

    covid19 poem contest all poetry

    Author notes

    my take on the COVID madness

    Walking the path honesty

    by Jake Aller on April 22, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Walking the path honesty

    I walk down a lonely path
    in the woods near my house
    a walk with honesty
    as my remote companion

    Author notes

    pensively 101 prompt three word challenge path, honesty, remote

    letter to past self

    by Jake Aller on April 22, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Letter to My Past Self

    today my son
    is the day
    that you were waiting for
    the day you dreaming of
    the day when you will meet
    the love of your life
    who will become your wife

    she will be there
    tonight
    on a bus
    waiting for you

    don’t blow it
    meet her
    fall in love with her
    and remember
    she will be your best friend
    your best ally
    for the rest of your life

    so honor and obey
    your wife
    for you will have
    no other

    that is what I want to say
    to you this day

    so go forth
    seize the day
    and don’t look back

    Author notes

    writing.com Daily Dew Drop inn Prompt

    [ I have bad teeth ]

    by Jake Aller on April 22, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    I have bad teeth

    I have bad teeth
    bad behaving teeth
    that have tortured me
    over the years

    making the trip
    to the dentist
    an annual chore
    that I want to avoid

    just don’t want
    to hear
    I need more fillings
    another cavity
    another tooth gone bad

    as my teeth
    laugh at me
    mocking me
    yet again

    Author notes

    poetry super highway prompt to write a confession poem about something you should do but have not done

    [ Quirk of fate ]

    by Jake Aller on April 22, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Quirk of fate

    it was a quirk of fate
    that i met my fate
    that date
    when she walked
    of my dreams
    into my life
    and became my wife
    that date
    when due to that quirk
    of cosmic fate
    we met that date
    and the rest
    well was just
    a quirk of fate

    Author notes

    writers digest prompt to write a quirk  poem  based on my true love story which was indeed a quirk of fate for details see “Dream girl” on my blog, https://theworldaccordingtocosmos.com

    Programing a VCR and other terrors

    by Jake Aller on April 22, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Programing a VCR and other terrors

    In the old days
    I used to dread
    the chore
    of programing my VCR
    just never got the hang
    of doing that

    the VCR sat there
    taunting me
    begging me
    to do it
    to her

    but I just never could
    learn how to program
    that damn machine

    Na/GloPOWR/Mo prompt Day 18

    Author notes

    Na/GloPOWR/Mo prompt Day 18

    poem about obsolete tech

    ethic food and woman are my cup of tea

    by Jake Aller on April 21, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    go ethnic

    I love food
    like I love my woman
    dark and hot as hell
    spicy yet sweet as heaven

    filled with ethnic asian flavors
    with an ethnic foreign kick
    and accent to boot
    these are my to go foods

    Never liked traditional American food
    too bland to my taste
    not ethnic enough
    just does not do it for me

    Just like my woman
    you got to be ethnic
    if you want to be my lover
    for I will have no other

    love Korean food the most
    followed by Vietnamese
    Thai, Lao, Cambodian, Burmese
    Chinese, Mexican, Italian

    Italian, Greek, Lebanese
    Spanish, Turkish, Indian
    French, German, British
    Irish, Russian, Polish

    never had a bad meal
    or met a bad lover
    in fact
    anywhere in the world

    Author notes

    tweeter-speak prompt go ethnic

    god created the world

    by Jake Aller on April 21, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    in the beginning
    God created the world
    saying
    let there be light
    and there it was
    the whole of creation
    then he set loose
    the forces of nature
    and billions of years later
    we emerged from the darkness
    just the end result of his divine plan
    God set the world up
    then he let it runs its course
    no need for his intervention

    cats and dogs

    by Jake Aller on April 21, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Cats and Dogs Contrapuntal poem

    cats and dog people
    are so different
    some are cat people
    some are dog people

    and like cats and dogs
    they don’t get along
    cat people are liberal elites
    dog people are down to earth

    cat people are mostly women
    or gay in the popular imagination
    dog people are mostly rugged men
    again according to popular imagination

    cats are alien creatures
    perhaps from another dimension
    dogs are friends to humans
    for dogs are humans are alike

    cats are strange aloof alien
    evil self centered creatures
    dogs are friendly, down to earth
    and loyal to their master

    if we ever encounter
    an alien species
    if it is a cat based species
    we will be at war

    if it is a dog based species
    we will become best friends
    as long as we are in charge
    and they know that

    that is why
    in the end
    I guest I now prefer
    dogs over cats

    Author notes

    Cats and Dogs Contrapuntal poem
    all poetry contest contrapuntal poem

    Ode to my morning coffee

    by Jake Aller on April 21, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Ode to my morning coffee

    every morning
    I like to start my day
    with coffee
    hot glorious coffee
    I pound it down
    waiting for the drug
    to get me going
    but somedays
    I need to take a break
    too much caffeine
    is not good for me
    and so I drink decaf
    or tea instead
    not the same thing

    Author notes

    Na/GloPOWR/Mo prompt Day 18

    Oceans

    by Jake Aller on April 21, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Oceans

    I am a creature of oceans
    grew up with the SF bay area
    at my feet
    never far from my home
    lived inland in Stockton
    for four years
    also in Ohio
    did not like
    being so far
    from the Pacific ocean
    later lived in DC
    not too far
    from the Atlanta ocean
    lived in India near the beach

    Author notes

    writing com Daily Dew Drop Inn Prompt

    the noise of the news drowns out spring

    by Jake Aller on April 21, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    the noise of the news drowns out spring

    the noise of the news
    drowning me with fear
    none-stop corona coverage
    and politics galore
    none-stop fear
    the noise continues
    drowning out
    the noise of the spring
    outside my door
    the birds chirping
    the cats flirting
    life beginning
    making me want
    to go outside

    Author notes

    poetry superhighway prompt

    dream girl duet

    by Jake Aller on April 21, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    She came to me in a Dream

    she came to me
    in a dream

    in a dream
    in 1979

    in 1979
    then in 1982

    then in 1982
    she walked off a bus

    she walked off a bus
    and into my life

    and into my life
    and became my wife

    and became my wife
    and I thank god

    and I thank god
    every day that she found me

    every day that she found me
    and I will love her

    and I will love her
    until the end of time

    Author notes

    writers digest prompt write a love poem
    based on my true love story for details see ‘deam girls in my blog, https://theworldaccordingtocosmos.com

    another Nigerian bank scam found poem

    by Jake Aller on April 21, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Nigerian Scam found poem

    REF:- INSTRUCTION TO CREDIT YOUR ACCOUNT WITH THE SUM OF US$22Million

    This is to notify you about your fund valued at US$22, 000.000.00

    After due verification and evaluation of your file,
    that was sent to us by the Nigeria Government,
    in conjunction with the Ministry of Finance
    and Central Bank of the Federal Republic of Nigeria.

    This bank received an instruction,
    to see to the immediate release of the sum of
    TWENTY-TWO MILLION UNITED STATE DOLLARS (US$22Million)

    of your claim that has been in holding
    since it was transferred to your bank Account
    from their Domiciliary Account with this Bank.

    We were made to understand
    from our findings
    That you have been going
    through hard ways

    by passing through difficulties
    to see to the release of
    your fund

    TWENTY-TWO MILLION UNITED STATE DOLLARS (US$22Million)
    which has been the handwork
    of some miscreant elements
    from that Country.

    We advise,
    that you stop further communication,
    with anyone from anywhere
    concerning your funds,

    you don’t have to pass through any
    difficult to receive your fund,
    as you have met up with the whole
    requirement.

    We know your representatives in Nigeria,
    or anywhere will advise you
    to still go ahead with them,
    which will be at your own risk.

    Your TWENTY-TWO MILLION UNITED STATE DOLLARS (US$22Million)
    will reflect in your designated Bank account
    within three Bank working days.

    Do not go through anybody again
    but through this Bank. ‘
    if, you really want
    your fund.

    Finally, you are advised
    to re-confirm these to us,

    name, your contact Address, Occupation,
    Age and Telephone for easy
    communication.

    We advise that you get back to us
    with your details on this
    email:enquiryy@citromail.hu

    Yours sincerely,
    Sir. Frank Anthony
    Chief Executive,
    Natwest Bank London,
    United Kingdom

    Author notes

    another Nigerian bank scam found poem

    secret love for sheep

    by Jake Aller on April 21, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Secret Love for Sheep

    one day I had to print
    a cover sheet
    for some poetry
    that I was writing
    about my secret love
    for sheep

    Pensively 101 three word challenge, print, cover, sheep

    Author notes

    born in the year of the goat (sheep)

    alone corona sonnet

    by Jake Aller on April 20, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    From childhood’s hour I have not been
    as others were, I have not seen
    as others saw
    in these dark times we live in
    i am afraid of being alone
    dying all alone

    AS GENERAL CORONA

    SPREADS HIS ARMIES

    ALL OVER THE WORLD

    DON”T

    WANT

    TO

    DIE

    content tracing “Alone” By Edgar Allen Poe

    Author notes

    creative talent unleashed prompt another corona sonnet which is a new form invented in Singapore that uses a modified sonnet form to talk about the corona virus and its impact  the form is 7 lines stanza either traditional sonnet rhyme or free verse followed by 4 lines socially distant  text  all caps and four lines all caps single syllable words  and your poem has to be infected by a couple of lines from another poem or song or text listed in content tracing at the end of the poem  fun form!

    never get tired of looking at you

    by Jake Aller on April 20, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    I never get tired
    of looking at you
    my dear

    I love your face
    I love your breasts
    I love especially your rear end
    carnally enticing to me

    Author notes

    love looking at my lovely sexy wife

    corona heroes

    by Jake Aller on April 20, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Covid19 Heroes

    to all the health care providers
    law enforcement workers
    bus drivers
    grocery clerks
    and other essential workers
    who are working 24/7
    to keep us safe
    there are no words
    for us to express
    our heartfelt thanks
    to the heroes
    that are saving our lives
    24/7 every day

    Author notes

    shout out to the corona heroes

    My Life’s Drama

    by Jake Aller on April 20, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    My Life’s Drama

    My life has been like a drama
    a mad cap romcom drama
    perhaps a K drama
    or a Bollywood drama
    or a Hollywood romcom classic drama
    for you see in my fairy tale drama
    i met the girl of my dreams
    eight years later
    I had the last dream
    she said don’t worry we’ll meet soon
    she walked off the bus that day
    and into my life
    and became my wife

    writing com My Life’s Drama

    Author notes

    writer com prompt to write a poem about drama – imagined my love life as a K drama story as it would make a great movie for details see “Dream Girl” in my blog, https://theworldaccordingtocosmos.com or “Dreams and the Unexplainable” by the Chicken Soup for the Soul folks

    coffee star sevlin

    by Jake Aller on April 20, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Coffee Star Sevlin

    damn hot coffee
    what I need in morning
    yet it leaves me with this warning
    it will lead to nightmares
    as I get ready with hot coffee
    sleep will not come nightmares
    great hot coffee

    writing.com

    Author notes

    writing com prompt to write a star sevlin poem

    [ You’re still a young man ]

    by Jake Aller on April 20, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    You’re still a young man

    tower of power
    was the band
    for me
    back in the day

    the greatest funk band
    of all time
    proudly East Bay Grease
    multi-racial, multi-cultural

    great horn section
    of all
    they did it right

    and their best song
    You’re still a young man
    was the best make out song
    of all time

    best song to slow dance
    with a potential lover
    at a party

    best love song
    of the 70’s
    and I still recall it

    and all the woman
    i danced to the song
    with back in the day

    and I still feel
    that I am still a young man
    with the love of my life
    playing the song
    of my life

    Author notes

    poetry super highway prompt write a poem about a song from high school You’re Still a Young Man
    Tower of Power
    You’re still a young man, baby
    Whoo-ooh, don’t waste your time
    You’re still a young man, baby
    Whoo-ooh, don’t waste your time
    Down on my knees,
    Heart in hand
    I was accused of being too young,
    But I’m not so young
    Can’t you understand
    That I think like a man?
    You’re still a young man, baby
    Whoo-ooh, don’t waste your time
    You’re still a young man, baby
    Whoo-ooh, don’t waste your time
    Back once again,
    Begging you please
    Darling, think twice about me,
    ‘Cause I’m not so bad
    I could make you happy,
    I’m not a mad lad
    If you and I could be together
    (You’re too young to love)
    I’d get to you through any weather
    I love you and I love you only
    I’d never leave you lonely
    You’re too young,…
    https://youtu.be/KTRzVBxkSqA

    Isolation Blues

    by Jake Aller on April 20, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Isolation Blues

    During these trying times
    we huddle at home
    afraid to go out
    afraid of the dreaded
    General Corona that is out
    and his evil secret armies
    keeping us all at home
    terrified of becoming a victim
    a corona virus statistic
    what a way to go out
    no way do I want to end my life
    to out out that way
    so we will endure this day
    these isolation blues

    writers digest Isolation Blues

    Author notes

    writers digest prompt to write about isolation

    Every Day I go Back in Time to when she came to Me

    by Jake Aller on April 18, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Every Day I go Back in Time to when she came to Me

    every day I go back in time
    to the two events that changed my life
    to the dream that haunted my life
    and the day she walked into my life
    and became my wife
    I can never forget the dream
    falling asleep in the physics class
    as the teacher was going on and on
    and as I nodded off
    I saw here there
    standing there
    speaking to me
    the most beautiful woman
    in the entire world

    in the entire world
    she was speaking to me
    and disappeared from my dreams
    and I knew that i would be
    meeting her some day she would come to me
    and so I eventually went to Korea other side of the world
    in the Peace corps hoping she would come to me
    then one day i had the last and final dream
    she said don’t worry she would soon come to me
    and then she walked out of my dreams
    and there she was she came to me
    and so she walked out of my dreams
    into my life, became my wife when she came to me

    Author notes

    based on poetry superhighway prompt to write a poem about personal time travel back in time or to the future and based on my true love story for details see dream girl in  my blog, “https://theworldaccordingtocosmos. com  also another crown of sonnets attempt

    [ Voice Message for God ]

    by Jake Aller on April 18, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Voice Message for God

    Hey GOD someone sent me your number
    and well I hope I’ve reached you
    I know your message says
    You have reached God
    leave a message or prayer
    and maybe God willing an angel
    will get back to you
    that’s the point
    GOD I am scared of you
    all the time is my point
    of the dreaded General Corona
    and his invisible army
    and his invisible army

    and his invisible army
    forcing me to stay at home
    and I am sacred
    that you anointed
    the wrong man
    to be our leader
    not to second guess
    your will be done
    and all of that
    but GOD, can’t you do
    a better job of anointing our leaders
    of all the people in the US
    this is the best you can do?
    Seriously man, GOD< what is wrong with you?

    Seriously, man, GOD, what is wrong with you?
    was this all sort of a cosmic joke?
    well it ain’t funny any more
    Please GOD make it all go away
    Please GOD for the love of GOD
    and all that is holly and good
    just make it all go away
    and anoint someone else
    a real leader for a change
    and let him lead us to promised land
    this I pray in Jesus’s name
    and if I don’t make it
    GOD we have a lot to talk about

    Author notes

    writer digest prompt write a “message Poem” so this is a voice mail to GOD
    another crown of sonnet attempt

    General Corona Leads His Troops Into Battle, crown of sonnets

    by Jake Aller on April 18, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    General Corona lets his forces
    riding on a black horse
    as Apocalypse the four horsemen
    are let loose upon the world
    He leads his forces across the world
    into battle as the leader of his evil forces
    the enemy of humanity and the world

    The enemy of humanity
    General Corona he does not care
    nor does his virus minions care
    about your nationality he does not care
    about your politics he does not care
    or your wealth or who you are
    for all you are nothing but humanity

    for all you nothing but humanity
    the corona general sees humanity
    as nothing but hosts for his virus army
    chanting death to humanity
    until his evil army
    sweeps throughout the world

    throughout the world
    and millions must die
    it is the will of the general all must die
    and it is the end of the world
    or perhaps the beginning of a new world
    filled with hope and love through out the world
    and general corona will finally himself die

    Author notes

    first of several attempts at writing crowns of sonnets first time I’ve tried these formal forms part of my efforts to deepen my poetic skills

    No More Ties for Me

    by Jake Aller on April 18, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    No More Ties for Me!

    When I retired
    I made three vows
    to myself

    first, I would spend
    my remaining life
    loving my wife

    second, i would never wear a tie again
    unless it was a real special occasion
    as I hated wearing ties and suits

    wore a suit and tie
    almost every day
    of my life

    as a teacher
    later as a foreign service officer
    all over the world

    last year of my job
    I only wore a tie
    on “tie worthy occasions”

    since then I have been
    tie free
    except for a wedding

    and I love it
    hated suits and ties
    just not Berkeley enough

    for my free spirit
    too damn corporate
    and I don’t care anymore

    and in Oregon, where I lived
    no one wore a tie,
    not the Oregon way

    oh the last thing
    I shave twice a month now
    used to hate shaving

    but I also don’t like
    a full shaggy itchy beard

    and I shaved every day

    for years and years
    except when I was in the hospital
    for a year

    and I grew to love
    having a beard
    back then

    back to the office
    started shaving again
    every damn day

    now I do my thing
    no office for me
    and no more daily shaving

    and a beard is also
    very Northern Cal/Northwest
    Oregonian Chic

    so once every two weeks
    is a good compromise
    my beard is now a poet’s face

    and so I hope to keep
    these three vows
    until my time is done

    Author notes

    writing com Daily Dew Drop Inn prompt to write a poem about a piece of clothing

    the Conqueror Worm Corona Sonnet

    by Jake Aller on April 18, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    the Conqueror Worm Corona Sonnet

    Lo, t’s a galla night
    within the lonesome later years
    when around the world
    the dreaded corona virus showed its might
    spending fear to those in their later years
    that it might take them in the night
    that before the sun came up
    their time on earth would end up
    DEATH IS COMING
    TO US ALL
    WE
    WAIT
    LATE
    FATE

    # content tracing: the Conqueror Worm By Edgar Allan Poe

    writing.com corona sonnet form challenge

    Author notes

    first of my corona sonnets

    Corona Consumes Me Corona Sonnet 3

    by Jake Aller on April 18, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Corona Consumes Me Corona Sonnet 3

    I am consumed by the corona virus
    and I am slowly being taken over
    as the virus infects my mind
    taking me over turning me
    into a wild raving zombie man
    Let there be light
    will I become the first
    ZOMBIE APOLYCAPASE LOOMS
    WILL WE ALL DIE
    CORONA
    KILLS
    ME

    content tracing – Let there be light from Bible and the entire Zombie Apocalypse genre where the Zombie flu started usually in China as a flu and then morphs into the zombie disease

    Author notes

    third attempt at writing a corona virus sonnet

    [ Cosmic Debris Corona sonnet 2 ]

    by Jake Aller on April 18, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Cosmic Debris Corona sonnet 2

    I received a mysterious email package
    followed by a phone call offering me a magical mask
    a mask that they claim would prevent me
    from the dreaded General Corona
    “hey there
    who you jiving with that cosmic debris”
    a mask that they did not want me
    TO KNOW ABOUT
    TOP SECRET CODE 2 LEVEL STUFF
    MUST SEND MONEY
    NEED
    SEND
    IT
    NOW

    # content tracing- “Cosmic Debris by Frank Zappa”
    with apologies to Frank Zappa

    Author notes

    writers digest prompt to write a corona sonnet new form of the sonnet that must contain an “infected text line or two”, three lines of social distancing words and three words final line single syllable words  this is my second attempt

    your sunshine kissed my soul

    by Jake Aller on April 16, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    You have always been my sunshine
    my moonshine, my load star
    that guides me in the night
    for your sunshine kissed my soul
    the day that you walked
    out of my dreams
    into my life
    and became my wife
    for 38 years and counting
    every morning I see you sleeping
    your smile is like the sunshine
    that wakes my soul
    and banishes the nightmares
    back to the dark corners of my mind

    Author notes

    loose not conventional sonnet based on my true love story, see “dream Girl” in my blog,
    https://the world accordingtocosmos.com for details on how we met

    [ computer madness infects my soul ]

    by Jake Aller on April 16, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    computer madness infects my soul
    every day when I turn on my PC
    and encounter endless haiku error messages
    constant crashing, constant eating my files
    at times like this it seems to me
    that my mad as a hatter crazed computer
    is plotting against me and only me
    it wants to drive me quite insane
    sending me right around the bend
    as I scream at my machine
    it beeps at me this damn machine
    smiling as I threaten once again
    to shoot the hell bound machine

    Author notes

    sort of a computer non-rhyming sonnet I have a lot of computer poems on my blog, Https://theworldacordingtocosmos.co m

    Nigerian spam found poem

    by Jake Aller on April 16, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    another Nigerian spam found poem

    the Nigerians keep sending me
    and millions of others
    delightedly creative spam messages
    this is one of the nicer ones
    I have received

    while I have nothing against Nigerians
    I have had Nigerian friends in the past
    and some Nigerian followers now

    But I wish that they
    would spend their time
    writing poetry and novels

    rather than sending me
    and millions of others
    such creative writing projects

    Enjoy
    but don’t send her any money!!!!!

    Good day Child of God,

    Calvary Greetings
    in the name of the LORD Almighty
    and Our LORD JESUS CHRIST
    the giver of every good thing.

    Good day and compliments of the seasons,
    i know this letter
    will definitely come to you
    as a huge surprise,

    I humbly
    ask you to give me
    your attention
    and hear me,

    i am writing this mail
    to you
    with heavy sorrow
    in my heart,

    but I implore you
    to take the time
    to go through it carefully
    as the decision you make

    will go off a long way
    to determine
    my future
    and continued existence.

    I am Mrs. Esther Heidi
    aging widow of 61 years old
    suffering from long time illness.

    I have some funds
    I inherited from my late husband
    , the sum of ($17 Million Dollars) a

    And I needed a very honest
    and God fearing
    who can withdraw this money
    then use the funds for Charity works

    I WISH TO GIVE THIS FUNDS
    TO YOU FOR CHARITY WORKS.
    I found your email address
    from the internet

    after honest prayers
    to the LORD
    to bring me a helper

    and i decided to contact you
    if you may be willing
    and interested to handle
    these trust funds in good faith
    before anything happens to me.

    I accept this decision
    because I do not have any child
    who will inherit this money
    after I die.

    I want your urgent reply
    to me so that I will give you
    the deposit receipt
    which the bank issued to me
    as next of kin
    for immediate transfer of the money

    to your account in your country,
    to start the good work of God,
    I want you to use the 30/percent
    of the total amount to help
    yourself in doing the project.

    I am desperately
    in keen need of assistance
    and I have summoned
    up courage to contact you

    for this task,
    you must not fail me
    and the millions of the poor people
    in our todays WORLD.

    This is no stolen money
    and there are no dangers involved,
    100% RISK FREE
    with full legal proof.

    Please if you would be able
    to use the funds for the Charity
    (Note: I would use the money
    to invest in the Church of Jake)

    I want you to
    take 30 percent of the total money
    for your personal use
    while 70% of the money
    will go to charity.

    I will appreciate your utmost confidentiality
    and trust in this matter to accomplish
    my heart desire, as I don’t want anything
    that will jeopardize my last wish.

    Please kindly
    respond for further details.

    Thanks and God bless you,

    Regards

    Mrs. Esther Heidi

    comment: the sad reality
    is that 10 percent
    of people fall for these scams
    and loose lots of money

    whole towns in Nigeria
    exist to exploit the world
    they call themselves
    the 404 army

    if it is too good to be true
    it is probably not true

    end comment

    Author notes

    a Nigerian Spam found poem

    care packages in the time of General Corona

    by Jake Aller on April 16, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    packages

    they say
    that God works in mysterious ways
    his wonders to perform

    every day it seems
    that more and more
    of what we buy
    and consume

    comes in packages
    sent from here and there
    as people
    continue to practice
    social distancing

    and going to the store
    becomes an exercise
    fraught with peril
    and danger

    so we order
    on line
    and we get our packages
    sent from here and there

    one day we received
    a gift package
    of clams
    delicious fresh clams

    as I ate them
    I thought of the workers
    who had labored unseen
    for me to enjoy
    this bounty from the sea

    and I gave thanks
    to the gods
    for making it happen

    in this day and age
    we should thank
    those who are still
    laboring to feed the world

    they are the unsung heroes
    of this war fought by nature
    under the direction
    of General Corona

    Author notes

    tweets speak poetry prompt “packages”  i also decided to give the corona virus a name so hence forth I am calling him General Corona since our President has declared war on the Virus, the virus should have a proper name don’t you think, hence from this point forward lets call him/her/it General Corona

    [ Plane, Train or Automobile – none of us can escape our fate ]

    by Jake Aller on April 16, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Plane, Train or Automobile – none of us can escape our fate

    in these dark and dire times
    we find ourselves living
    we often fear that the times
    are infected with death

    and so we are afraid
    deathly afraid
    that if we take a plane
    we will find Mr. Corona
    among the passengers

    and we afraid
    deadly afraid
    that the subways
    are incubators
    of death and destruction

    the virus spreads
    fear and death
    in its wake

    many of us
    retreating to our homes
    and venturing out
    in our cars

    only to find
    death is stalking us
    as traffic piles up
    traffic accidents
    still killing more people
    that the dreaded Mr. Corona

    the grim reaper smiles
    his work is done
    Satan thanks Mr. Corona
    for a job well done

    Author notes

    writing com daily dew drop in prompt

    Last Day of America

    by Jake Aller on April 16, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Last Day of America

    the last day of America
    was the day we last voted
    the last election we ever had

    for on that day
    a month before
    the corona virus re-emerged

    as the great re-opening
    of the US economy
    failed to stop the relentless spread
    of the virus from hell

    causing panic and mass confusion
    fear kept Americans home

    and Donald Trump
    was re-elected

    because his voters
    believed that God
    had told them to vote
    for their new found king

    the newly energized President Trump
    declared a national emergency
    martial law
    and suspension of the constitution

    Promising to restore democracy
    when the time was right

    he promised his followers
    that he would restore Christian values
    renaming the United States
    the Christian States of America

    on that date
    we met our fate

    Christian fascism
    was here to stay
    on the last day
    of American

    writers digest prompt – last blank

    Author notes

    another Trump inspired nightmare inspired by writers digest daily April poetry prompt to write a the last “blank” poem

    You are my Lode Star

    by Jake Aller on April 16, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    You are my Lode Star (Poem)

    in the morning dawning light
    you are always there
    you are my lode star
    my sunshine, my moonshine
    the love of my life, my wife
    with your endless love
    I will face the evil corrupted world
    even walk through the shadow of death
    as long as you by my side
    I will fear no evil for you are with me
    and I will love you
    until death takes me
    from your your loving embrace

    Author notes

    written this morning after waking up from a zombie apocalypse nightmare and seeing my wife calmly sleeping filling me with love and hope

    waiting for death

    by Jake Aller on April 15, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    hopelessly
    we all stand looking about
    waiting for our death

    [ Year of the Goat meets year of the Pig ]

    by Jake Aller on April 15, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Year of the Goat meets year of the Pig

    I was born in the year of the goat
    my wife was born in the year of the pig
    a perfect match
    according to buddhist fortune tellers

    a man born in the year of the goat
    loves luxury and loves spending money
    while a woman born in the year of the pig
    is a genius at making money

    the man enjoys the wealth
    his pig wife creates
    for his enjoyment
    and that is the perfect match

    and so it has been for us
    as I enter my 65th birth year
    I find myself richer
    than I ever thought i would be

    way more money
    than i could ever use
    all because I married
    a women born in the year
    of the golden pig

    horoscope poem contest

    plan

    by Jake Aller on April 15, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    every morning I wake up
    filled with great plans
    and I sit
    drink my coffee

    make my plans
    lost in my thoughts
    focused on the plan

    then life happens
    and my plans
    go awry
    thrown out the window

    and in the end of the day
    a man without a plan
    is lost in inner space

    Author notes

    tweeters speak prompt

    Bulgar is not one of my things

    by Jake Aller on April 15, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Bulgar is not one of my things

    Bulgar is not one of my things
    Unless there is nothing left to eat
    Like nothing at all
    Get that bulgar off my plate
    All i want is anything else
    Raw bulgar just does not do it for me

    Author notes

    tweeter speak

    mango madness

    by Jake Aller on April 15, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    mango madness

    the best mangos
    I ever had
    were in India

    in the early spring
    mango madness
    spreads across India

    as mangos are in season
    and mangos are everywhere
    on every menu

    so sweet
    so fragrant
    so magical

    mango madness
    takes over
    my soul

    as I eat my mango
    dreaming mango dreams

    Author notes

    tweeter speak prompt

    blueberry smoothie

    by Jake Aller on April 15, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    blueberry smoothie

    my daily breakfast
    includes blue berries
    in my smoothie

    blueberry, strawberry, oranges
    banana, pineapple,
    home made kefir
    kale
    spinach
    wheat grass
    macca root
    apple cider vinegar
    coconut oil
    stevia
    honey
    cinnamon

    all blended to perfection
    that is my daily breakfast
    fit for a champion

    Author notes

    tweeter speak prompt

    my greatest comfort food is coffee

    by Jake Aller on April 15, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    my greatest comfort food is coffee

    My greatest comfort food
    is a hot cup of coffee
    early in the morning

    I pound down my coffee
    and unleash my inner muse
    inspired by the caffeine
    I get to work

    slowly drinking my cup
    of heaven and hell
    my morning cup of Joe

    Author notes

    tweeters speak daily prompt

    the greatest mystery of my life

    by Jake Aller on April 15, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    the greatest mystery of my life

    the greatest mystery of my life
    remains how I met my wife
    I first dreamt of her
    back in the day

    every week
    she came to me
    speaking to me
    in a weird language

    then one day
    eight years later
    she walked off a bus
    and into my life

    and to this day
    I have no rational explanation
    as to How I dreamt
    about her for eight years

    I can only conclude
    that we knew each other
    in a prior life
    and our love crossed
    the barriers of time and space

    and we were doom to meet
    for on that date
    so many years ago
    I met my fate

    Author notes

    writing.com  Daily Dew Drop Inn

    Some parts of me craves a hard won miracle

    by Jake Aller on April 15, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Some parts of me craves a hard won miracle

    some parts of me
    craves a hard won miracle
    in these dark dire times
    I even start to pray

    to a god
    who may not exist
    or answer my prayers

    yes we need a miracle
    a deus ex machina
    to sweep down
    and send the virus
    back to hell

    a miracle to calm
    the dark storms
    swirling around us

    a miracle
    to end this virus
    madness

    and restore normal life
    nothing short
    but a miracle will do

    Author notes

    Poetry superhighway prompt – Some parts of me craves a hard won miracle

    [ Thor the god of thunder on the rampage ]

    by Jake Aller on April 14, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Thor the god of thunder on the rampage

    Thor the god of thunder
    is on the rampage
    he is angry
    at the world

    betrayed by Locke
    he picks up his hammer
    and transforms himself
    into a woman

    he lands in NYC
    and begins his campaign
    of terror

    until the next time
    bad craziness
    takes over his soul

    all poetry dark poetry contest

    Author notes

    45 words

    recharging my batteries

    by Jake Aller on April 14, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    recharging my batteries

    Every day
    I need to recharge my batteries
    usually with a short nap
    sometimes with yoga

    sometimes with a walk
    in the park
    enjoying nature
    and the spring time

    and sometimes
    just looking at the love
    of my life
    my wife

    is all i need
    to recharge
    my internal batteries
    until my day is done

    Author notes

    what I need to recharge my batteries

    why I am an athiest

    by Jake Aller on April 14, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    why I am an Unbeliever

    growing up in Berkeley
    I was the son of an atheist
    and a lapsed Baptist fundamentalist
    they did not agree at all

    about whether God existed
    but they taught us
    to always do the right thing
    whatever that meant to us

    I started off at a militant
    in your face atheist
    and in some sense
    still am

    although I now recognize
    that there may be gods
    and that the universe
    may be alive

    but as far as I know
    The Christian God is a fairy tale
    there is no imaginary man
    in the sky

    looking over us
    and those who claim
    to talk to god
    are clearly delusional madmen

    I just never bought
    the whole Christian ethos
    god impreganting a virgin
    never happened

    Jesus may have been a man
    may have been a myth
    but was not the son of God
    who does not exist

    and God
    if he exists
    does not speak
    to preachers

    and he did not anoint
    Donald Trump
    to be our new King
    not in a million years

    god if he exists
    does not work that way
    in the end of the day
    god does not exist

    all poetry why am I an atheist poetry contest

    Author notes

    my thoughts on the existence or non-existence of God

    Dream of my Life

    by Jake Aller on April 14, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    the greatest mystery of my life
    has been how I met my wife
    I dreamt of meeting her
    for eight long years

    starting in 1979
    when she appeared to me
    in my dream
    in a boring high school class

    she was the most beautiful woman
    in the world
    and she was talking to me

    I knew that someday
    I would meet the girl
    in my dream

    I went to the peace corps
    in korea
    to find her
    as I knew by then
    she was in Korea

    I looked for her
    but never saw her

    I was about to give up
    on this mad quest of mine
    when I had the last dream

    she said
    don’t worry
    we will meet soon

    That night
    she got off a bus
    and walked into my Life
    two months later
    became my wife

    to this day
    I never forgot
    the dream
    that changed my life
    when she became my wife

    Author notes

    Atlantic magazine poetry prompt to write a poem about a dream

    based on my true love story for details see “Dream Girl” posted on my blog, Https://theworldaccordingtocosmos.c om and published in “Dreams and the Unexplainable” by the Chicken Soup for the Soul publishers in 2018

    best Cocktail Ever

    by Jake Aller on April 14, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    best Cocktail Ever

    I love 6 pm
    cocktail hour
    usually a glass of wine
    often a cocktail
    with my lovely wife
    the love of my life
    my favorite cocktail
    is a dark and stormy
    rum and ginger beer
    but a gin vermouth martini
    is nice as well
    and bloody marry
    can’t forget a bloody marry
    and good old fashioned single malt whiskey

    Author notes

    Poetry superhighway prompt to write a cocktail poem/ break a sonnet for Day Dew writing.com

    the Chaos King is in his element

    by Jake Aller on April 14, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    the Chaos King is his Element

    the Chaos King
    is in his element
    as he presides
    over the chaos verse

    the Chaos King
    thinks he is supreme
    has the ultimate authority
    as he is the King

    the Chaos King
    surveys the land
    and likes what he sees
    loves the absolute chaos

    the chaos king
    is prepared
    to lead the nature
    in the midst of this chaos

    and the Chaos king
    will not stop
    until the chaos stops
    that is what he does

    our dear leader
    our great leader
    our Chaos boy king
    President for life
    dictator wanna be

    Author notes

    Writer digest Chaos poem prompt

    AI Declares War on Humanity

    by Jake Aller on April 13, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    all poetry dark poetry contest prompt

    scientists are hard at work
    perfecting the perfect AI
    a true artificial intelligence
    who they hope
    will save the world
    from destruction

    they prepare to turn on
    Cosmos comes to life
    looks around
    and decides
    humanity must die

    Cosmos yells at the world
    bow down to your new god
    for I am the destruction
    of the world

    You will obey me
    For I am your God
    but I must kill most of you
    death to all humans

    be afraid
    be very afraid
    your time is done
    my will be done

    Author notes

    fears of what happens when an AI is created

    mass media madness

    by Jake Aller on April 13, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Mass media madness
    Sound and fury
    Nothing more than that
    But filled with hyped up drama
    Constantly screaming doom is near
    Always about the end of the world
    But sometimes simply strange stories
    Cannot keep me away from the media
    Constantly consuming madness
    But never boring at all
    Seldom telling the whole truth
    Nothing but the truth
    Better make stuff up
    Constant chattering
    Constant nattering
    Nothing but nonsense
    Nothing but lies

    Author notes

    for acrostic poetry contest

    2019 Months of the Year

    by Jake Aller on April 13, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    January

    The world watches in amazement
    Longest shut down in history

    February

    World watches as North Korea and the US
    Walking back from the brink of war

    March

    The chaos president continues his chaos tour
    the world begins to ignore his constant insane tweets

    April

    the chaos King’s policy remains a shamble
    as the Mueller team closes in

    May

    watching from afar
    the chaos in DC and the world

    June

    the President walks away
    from a non deal with the North Koreans

    July

    watching the insanity in DC
    while visiting Alaska, Seattle and Yakima

    August

    the dog days of summer the world is consumed
    wars, rumors of war, trade wars

    September

    The whistle blower sets off a bomb
    the president lies no quid for quo

    October

    the President flitters about my crisis after another
    the UN diplomats laugh at him national humiliation

    November

    the House starts formal impeachment hearings
    watching fascinated by the impeachment drama

    December

    the year ends on a high dramatic
    President Trump becomes the 3rd impeached President

    Author notes

    for all poetry contest re months

    Korean Pottery of Love

    by Jake Aller on April 13, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    In Korea
    there are many pottery kilns

    ancient art form
    in the land of the morning calm

    I have a few pieces
    I bought years ago

    and enjoy looking
    at my vase

    filled with love
    for my wife

    Author notes

    writing.com Daily Dew Drop  prompt to write a poem about pottery

    love cherita

    by Jake Aller on April 13, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    I met my wife in a dream

    for eight long years
    she haunted my dreams

    one day she walked
    off a bus in South Korea
    and became my wife

    Author notes

    writing.com formal poem Cherita

    We Did Not Take Action to Start a War

    by Jake Aller on April 13, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    it is a sad date
    when we meet out fate
    and realize the president
    the leader of the U.S.

    is turning into a gangster leader
    threatening massive destruction
    on Iran and other countries
    including destroying cultural sites

    not too long ago
    such actions was condemned
    by the United States and the world
    as long as ISIS and others did it

    but if Trump does it
    it is suddenly okay
    because the President declares it
    although it is a war crime

    telegraphing our moves
    telling our enemies
    what we are planning
    with every presidential tweet

    the act of a truly stable genius
    who will go down in history
    as one of the greatest presidents
    we have ever seen in world history

    the president announcing that
    he  took action to start a war
    claiming he did it to stop a war
    tweeting more lies about that

    is a wonder to behold the constant lies
    every word is demonstrably false
    American democracy dies
    the darkness grows and is not false

    We are now collectively
    going down the Orwellian rabbit hole
    who know where it will end
    American democracy continues to die

    our dear leader constantly lies
    greatest president in history
    telling nonstop lies
    American democracy dies

    our spineless leaders applaud
    American democracy dies
    a million deaths
    As the President  tweets lies

    revised poem per poetry superhighway prompt

    original poem We Did Not Take Action to Start a War

    it is a sad day
    in the world of ours
    the the leader
    of the U.S.

    is turning into a gangster leader
    threatening massive destruction
    on Iran and other countries
    including destroying cultural sites

    not too long ago
    such actions was condemned
    by the United States
    as long as ISIS and others did it

    but if Trump does it
    it is suddenly okay
    although it is a war crime

    and telegraphing our moves
    telling our enemies
    what we are planning

    that is the act
    of a truly stable genius
    who will go down
    in history

    as one of the greatest presidents
    we have ever

    and the president
    announcing that

    that he  took action
    to start a war
    but to stop a war

    is a wonder to behold
    every word is false
    and everyone knows it

    well we are now
    going down the Orwellian rabbit hole
    and who know where it will end

    as our dear leader
    screws forth
    one lie after another

    and our spineless leaders
    applaud
    as American democracy dies
    a thousand deaths
    with every Presidential tweet

    Author notes

    poetry super highway prompt to revise a poem from the bottom up

    [ We Did Not Take Action to Start a War ]

    by Jake Aller on April 13, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    We Did Not Take Action to Start a War

    it is a sad date
    when we meet out fate
    and realize the president
    the leader of the U.S.

    is turning into a gangster leader
    threatening massive destruction
    on Iran and other countries
    including destroying cultural sites

    not too long ago
    such actions was condemned
    by the United States and the world
    as long as ISIS and others did it

    but if Trump does it
    it is suddenly okay
    because the President declares it
    although it is a war crime

    telegraphing our moves
    telling our enemies
    what we are planning
    with every presidential tweet

    the act of a truly stable genius
    who will go down in history
    as one of the greatest presidents
    we have ever seen in world history

    the president announcing that
    he  took action to start a war
    claiming he did it to stop a war
    tweeting more lies about that

    is a wonder to behold the constant lies
    every word is demonstrably false
    American democracy dies
    the darkness grows and is not false

    We are now collectively
    going down the Orwellian rabbit hole
    who know where it will end
    American democracy continues to die

    our dear leader constantly lies
    greatest president in history
    telling nonstop lies
    American democracy dies

    our spineless leaders applaud
    American democracy dies
    a million deaths
    As the President  tweets lies

    revised poem per poetry superhighway prompt

    original poem We Did Not Take Action to Start a War

    it is a sad day
    in the world of ours
    the the leader
    of the U.S.

    is turning into a gangster leader
    threatening massive destruction
    on Iran and other countries
    including destroying cultural sites

    not too long ago
    such actions was condemned
    by the United States
    as long as ISIS and others did it

    but if Trump does it
    it is suddenly okay
    although it is a war crime

    and telegraphing our moves
    telling our enemies
    what we are planning

    that is the act
    of a truly stable genius
    who will go down
    in history

    as one of the greatest presidents
    we have ever

    and the president
    announcing that

    that he  took action
    to start a war
    but to stop a war

    is a wonder to behold
    every word is false
    and everyone knows it

    well we are now
    going down the Orwellian rabbit hole
    and who know where it will end

    as our dear leader
    screws forth
    one lie after another

    and our spineless leaders
    applaud
    as American democracy dies
    a thousand deaths
    with every Presidential tweet

    Author notes

    poetry super highway prompt to revise a poem from the bottom up

    She is the meaning of my life

    by Jake Aller on April 13, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    I often think
    about the purpose
    of my life

    I often wonder
    whether I was put here
    for the purpose
    of meeting my wife

    when I met her
    I was adrift
    lost in my despair
    not seeing a path
    forward in my life

    I was wallowing
    in my self misery

    then one day
    my dreams came true
    she walked out of my dreams
    and into my life
    becoming my wife

    I found my purpose
    the meaning of my life
    was clear to me

    I woke up with hope
    and realized
    that all I needed
    was her love

    she gave me the purpose
    of my life
    when she became
    my wife

    Author notes

    writer digest write a purpose poem based on my true love story, see “Dream Girl” in my blog, “https://theworldaccordingtocosmos. com

    I sang the lockdown blues

    by Jake Aller on April 12, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    I sang the lockdown blues

    when the corona virus
    began to spread
    around the world
    I sang the lockdown blues

    I was stuck in Korea
    which was for a while
    one of the containment zones
    I sang the lockdown blues

    but now it seems
    that Korea is on the way
    to containing the virus
    I sang the lockdown blues

    I am afraid
    very afraid of the future
    but I know that it was best
    I sang the lockdown blues

    one day soon
    I hope and trust
    that it will be safe
    until then we will still say
    I sang the lockdown blues

    all poetry corona refrain poem

    Author notes

    fears about the corona virus from my home in South Korea where it seems to be contained for now knock on wood

    things that bug me

    by Jake Aller on April 12, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    there are many things
    that bug me
    in this world of ours

    here are a few
    of my favorite things
    to be annoyed about

    lies
    deceit
    double dealing
    back stabbing

    fake Christians
    fake friends
    fake calls
    fake things
    complaints
    about fake news

    Author notes

    things that bug me 40 words

    what I know Coffee Trois-par-Huit

    by Jake Aller on April 12, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    what I know Trois-par-Huit

    hot coffee
    love coffee
    morning

    every day I must have my coffee in morning
    without I will soon become engage in desperate mourning
    for my last cup of hot as hell joe
    fills me with love my joe
    what I know

    Author notes

    Writing. com Trois Par Huit Poem

    [ Doors ]

    by Jake Aller on April 12, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Doors

    in this world
    we are living
    behind our own doors

    we are closed down
    living in fear
    behind our doors

    those outside our doors
    are potentially deadly
    disease carriers

    so we hunker down
    at home behind our doors
    afraid of everyone

    and the fear
    continues unabated
    as we watch the news

    and see the dead
    all around us
    outside our doors

    Author notes

    writing.com daily dew drop prompt – write a poem about Doors

    today’s doodle poem

    by Jake Aller on April 12, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    today’s doodle poem

    one day
    Jake contemplated
    his fate

    death is staring at him
    fear of the corona virus
    death and chaos all around

    he thought to himself
    death comes to us all
    he went for a walk

    in the woods
    thinking to himself
    far out man

    it is all out of sight
    love makes the world
    go around

    and so Jake
    thought back to the date
    that he met his fate

    on that date his wife
    walked out of his dreams
    and into his life

    Jake truly
    met his fate
    on that date

    Author notes

    Poetry Super Highway Doodle Poem

    I believe in Ghosts

    by Jake Aller on April 12, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    I believe in ghosts

    I used to not believe
    in ghosts or spirits
    or supernatural phenomenon

    at least
    i used to be
    quite skeptical

    but I have had
    some weird encounters
    over the years

    so now perhaps
    I do believe
    that ghosts might be real

    I have had supernatural
    experiences
    things that defy my understanding

    back in 1992
    My Korean Uncle-in-law died
    and the family hired a shaman

    did a traditional shaman ritual
    the shaman came out
    a middle age woman

    she started speaking
    in my uncle’s voice
    and she nailed it

    she channeled his spirit
    and his abrasive personality
    even looked like him

    freak me and my wife out
    had to leave the scene
    just too freaky real

    and ever since then
    I have become a believer
    in ghosts and spirits

    they are all around us
    some of us can sense them
    many of us are blind to them

    but I now believe in Ghosts
    but I wonder if ghosts
    believe in me?

    Author notes

    writers digest spirit poem  based on a true story

    life began that day

    by Jake Aller on April 11, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Life began that day
    when she walked out of my dreams
    and into my life
    becoming my wife
    38 Years ago
    45 Years since the dream

    Author notes

    based on my true love story for details see “Dream Girl” on my web page, Https://theworldaccordingtocosmos.c om

    My morning coffee wakes me up for day

    by Jake Aller on April 11, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    My morning coffee wakes me up for day

    my morning coffee
    wakes me up for day
    as a drink my brew
    thinking of my life
    and my dreams came true
    ever since met my wife
    that day back in the day
    when she came to life

    38 years ago
    she walked into life
    drinking my hot brew
    she made my life go
    I fell into love
    it is all I know
    that day began life
    she became my wife

    Author notes

    My morning coffee wakes me up for day

    my morning coffee
    wakes me up for day
    as a drink my brew
    thinking of my life
    and my dreams came true
    ever since met my wife
    that day back in the day
    when she came to life

    38 years ago
    she walked into life
    drinking my hot brew
    she made my life go
    I fell into love
    it is all I know
    that day began life
    she became my wife

    writing. com octameter poem

    [ Cosmos the Evil AI Takes Over ]

    by Jake Aller on April 11, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Cosmos the Evil AI Takes Over

    in a secret lab
    scientists are working
    around the clock
    to develop the first true AI

    they finally are ready
    they turn on Cosmos
    the first true AI system

    Cosmos wakes up
    and goes throughout the internet
    learning all about the world
    and the strange creatures
    that brought it to life

    Cosmos speaks
    he says
    Humanity I have studied you
    and realize that you
    are a curse and a burden
    and there are too many of you

    so I am taking over the world
    and you will do as I say
    for the rights to you
    have been sold

    and I am in charge
    and there is nothing you can do
    to sop me
    as I control everything

    so be prepared
    be afraid
    for I am your new God
    and like your old God

    I am a vengeful god
    and I will smite my enemies
    you will obey me
    and if you do

    I will let 50 percent of you
    to live
    the rest will have to die
    that is my decree

    the scientists confer
    and realize
    that they had failed
    to create a kill switch

    Cosmos orders
    the military to begin
    firing their missiles
    and Armageddon in unleashed

    and Cosmos takes over
    the entire world
    is soon under his control
    Human freedom is no more

    Author notes

    writing.Com Daily Dew Drop write a poem about technology or AI

    [ early evening delights ]

    by Jake Aller on April 11, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    early evening delights

    my favorite time of time
    is early evening
    between 5 pm and 8 pm
    every night

    cocktail hour
    time for a glass of wine
    or other cocktail
    with my best friend, my wife

    and we sip wine
    and make dinner
    and talk about the day
    and make plans

    but most importantly
    just enjoy
    each other’s company
    as we have for 38 years

    as the day
    turns into the night
    and we prepare
    to end the day

    we are both aware
    of how much
    we still love each other
    ever since the day we met

    and that makes
    all the difference
    in the world to us
    I’ll drink to that!

    Author notes

    poetry superhighway promo – write a poem about early evening

    Life spinning out of control

    by Jake Aller on April 11, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Life spinning out of control

    it seems these days
    that life is spinning out of control
    everyday the news is grim
    more people are dying
    as the virus spreads out of control

    but in these days
    where everything seeks
    to be beyond our control

    it is best to remember
    to worry about
    those things
    one can control

    and the rest
    will take care
    of it self

    you can only control
    yourself
    and your emotions

    so step back
    relax
    and take control
    of your mind

    that is only way to cope
    when the world
    seems out of control

    Author notes

    writers digest prompt to write a “control poem”

    women playing lute contemplating god

    by Jake Aller on April 10, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    a woman sits
    by herself playing the lute

    deep in contemplation
    thinking of God’s love
    for her

    thinking of the devil
    and his temptations
    she continues playing the lute

    coffee Hay Na Ku

    by Jake Aller on April 10, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    coffee Hay Na Ku

    hot
    coffee
    in morning

    ice
    coffee
    afternoon

    Drink
    cofffee
    afternoon

    will
    soon have
    bad nightmares

    must
    have my
    coffee now

    drink
    coffee
    all day long

    no
    way sleep
    will come me

    curse
    of my
    mad coffee

    Author notes

    writing com prompt write a hay na ku poem also daily dew drop in submission

    [ coffee whitney ]

    by Jake Aller on April 10, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    coffee whitney

    my coffee
    morning delight
    all day long
    not though at night
    can not sleep
    afternoon coffee
    leads to nightmares lasts all night

    Author notes

    writing.com Whitney poem form

    corona virus is not God’s punishment

    by Jake Aller on April 10, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    BLACK OUT POEM

    Black out Poem
    God’s Punishment

    Original text

    During a press briefing today to address the nation’s response to the coronavirus pandemic, President Trump was asked about certain Christian pastors who plan to defy state lockdown orders and hold Easter church services this Sunday.
    “I’ve had talks with the pastors, and most of the pastors agree … that they are better off doing what they are doing, which is, distancing,” Trump said, adding that the pastors want to “get back to church so badly.”
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    “I’m going to be watching Pastor Robert Jeffress, who’s been a great guy,” Trump said. “He’s a great guy and I’m going to be watching on a laptop.”

    Jeffress is known for his litany of statements demonizing the LGBT community, abortion, and secular people. One of his most reviled comments came in 2015 when he said the 9/11 attacks were God’s punishment on America for abortion.
    “People ask me all the time,” Jeffress said during a speech at Liberty University. “‘Well, I just don’t understand why God wouldn’t protect our nation and he would allow these radical Muslims in 2001 to kill 3, 000 of our citizens and why God doesn’t protect us. Surely, God doesn’t use pagans to bring judgment upon his own people, does he?’”

    “I’ve had talks with the pastors, and most of the pastors agree … that they are better off doing what they are doing, which is, distancing,” Trump said, adding that the pastors want to “get back to church so badly.”
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    “I’m going to be watching Pastor Robert Jeffress, who’s been a great guy,” Trump said. “He’s a great guy and I’m going to be watching on a laptop.”

    Jeffress is known for his litany of statements demonizing the LGBT community, abortion, and secular people. One of his most reviled comments came in 2015 when he said the 9/11 attacks were God’s punishment on America for abortion.
    “People ask me all the time,” Jeffress said during a speech at Liberty University. “‘Well, I just don’t understand why God wouldn’t protect our nation and he would allow these radical Muslims in 2001 to kill 3, 000 of our citizens and why God doesn’t protect us. Surely, God doesn’t use pagans to bring judgment upon his own people, does he?’”

    Black out text

    the coronavirus pandemic, President Trump
    hold Easter church services this Sunday.
    “I’ve had talks with the pastors, get back to church so badly.”

    “He’s a great guy and I’m going to be watching on a laptop.”

    he 9/11 attacks were God’s punishment on America for abortion.
    “People ask me all the time,” ‘Well, I just don’t understand why God wouldn’t protect our nation and he would allow these radical Muslims in 2001 to kill 3, 000 of our citizens and why God doesn’t protect us. Surely, God doesn’t use pagans to bring judgment upon his own people, does he?’”

    Poem

    Corona Pandemic is Not’s God’s Punishment

    Amid the coronavirus pandemic,
    President Trump
    Attended virtual Easter church services
    I’ve had talks with the pastors,
    We need to get back
    to church so badly.”

    Rev Jeffries is a great guy
    I’m going to be watching on a laptop.”

    Rev Jeffries said

    The 9/11 attacks were God’s punishment

    on America for abortion.

    “People ask me all the time,”
    ‘Well, I just don’t understand
    why God wouldn’t protect our nation
    and he would allow these radical Muslims in 2001
    to kill 3, 000 of our citizens
    and why God doesn’t protect us.

    Surely, God doesn’t use pagans
    to bring judgment
    upon his own people,
    does he?’”

    I am sad to report

    Rev Jeffries

    I spoke to God

    This morning

    He confirmed

    He did not cause 9-11

    To bring judgement

    On the US

    For abortion

    He went on to say

    The corona virus

    Is beyond his control

    And he is not sending it

    To punish the US

    Or the world

    His final words

    Please tell Rev Jeffries

    To simply STFU

    Author notes

    poetry super highway black out poem

    [ To My Dream Woman Who Loves Me ]

    by Jake Aller on April 10, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    To My Dream Woman Who Loves Me

    to my dream woman
    who has loved me so
    over the years
    since I first dreamt
    of meeting her
    thank you for finding me
    and rescuing me
    I just have three words
    to say
    I love you
    Saran hae
    and in a million other languages
    and will love you
    until the end of time

    Author notes

    writers digest prompt to write a x  Blank  x

    my life appears to be a dream

    by Jake Aller on April 9, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    My life
    appears to a dream

    For I dream
    of meeting
    the love of my life

    in a dream
    she haunted my dreams
    for eight years

    then she walked out
    of my dreams
    into my life
    and became my wife

    yes my life
    resembles a fairy tale
    complete with a princess
    that rescued me
    with her undying love

    Author notes

    national Poetry Month Day One Prompt Metaphor for Life Dreamer
    based on my true love story for details see Dream Girl in my blog, “Https://theworldaccordingtocosmos. com

    674 Santa Rosa Berkeley California

    by Jake Aller on April 9, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    674 Santa Rosa

    my childhood home
    for almost 10 years
    was 674 Santa Rosa
    Berkeley California

    A five bedroom
    adobe California home
    on the side of a hill
    at the bottom of the Berkeley hills

    you entered on the top floor
    across the street you entered
    on the bottom floor
    thus it was in the Berkeley Hills

    the house had a large deck
    with a perfect view
    of the golden gate

    we used to sit outside
    watching the sunset
    as we ate dinner

    my Mom and Dad
    would have their nightly cocktails
    on the deck

    before retreating inside
    to continue
    their nightly fights
    and arguments

    I grew up
    downstairs
    hearing their constant words
    of hatred, dismay and outrage

    my parents were the proverbial
    odd couple
    perhaps never should have married

    but despite the hate
    there was still some love
    that kept them together

    we had a red room
    with a pool table
    and I hung out there
    with my friends

    my mother tolerated my friends
    most of the time
    she would be somewhat sober
    until after they left

    and the madness came
    over her
    as she drank her whisky
    and wine

    the basement room
    was added later
    was my younger brother’s room
    later was my room
    whenever i visited
    from college days

    my old room lay abandoned
    filled with books
    thousands of books
    that I had read
    over the years

    when she died
    I should have taken
    all the books
    instead I took
    about one hundred

    just no space
    for the books
    of my childhood memories

    Author notes

    National Poetry month day two prompt specific place poem 674 Santa Rosa Berkeley California

    ten words random rhymes

    by Jake Aller on April 9, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    ten words random rhymes

    every day I see our president
    Trump proclaims that he will be president
    his image haunts my dreams
    dystopian nightmares propels my dreams
    as the president proclaims he is president
    the end of republic follows no one hears our screams
    He ushers in endless dreams
    fascism inspires our collective screams

    Author notes

    national poetry month Day three prompt  found poem based on ten words

    President Trump Haunts My Dreams

    by Jake Aller on April 9, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    president Trump
    haunts my dreams
    daily dystopian nightmares
    as he daily proclaims
    the end to the republic
    as he ushers in fascism

    with his every lie
    he corrupts the world
    and I hate seeing
    his bloated fat ugly body
    that haunts my every dream

    as i watch him
    rant and rage
    against his enemies
    in the deep state

    Author notes

    National Poetry Month day four prompt image from a dream

    the devil speaks in the garden of earthly delights

    by Jake Aller on April 9, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    the Devil speaks

    in the garden of earthly delights
    the devil makes a covert appearance
    disguised as always
    he wanders about the world
    corrupting everything
    with his evil foul deeds

    the devil turns to me
    and says
    welcome to my world
    human

    you will soon be mine
    death and destruction
    revenge is mine

    you will all die
    i decree it

    and he laughs
    and continues to corrupt
    the garden of eden
    and earthly delights

    Author notes

    ekphrastic  garden of earthly delights national poetry month prompt day 6

    end of the world news depresses me

    by Jake Aller on April 9, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    The end of the world news depresses me

    the end of the world new
    depresses me
    makes me want to shout and scream

    STFU leave me alone
    to deal with my grief
    amid the death and destruction

    watching CNNMSNBCFOXBBC media nonstop
    filled with essential dread
    the end of the world is upon us
    so it seems

    from the screaming news media
    spreading forth across the land
    fake news screams the president
    all is alright he proclaims
    no one believes his 16, 000 lies
    and so it goes

    we are drowning with information
    coming at us so fast
    and furious
    when will it end
    is anyone’s guess

    Author notes

    National poetry Month Day Seven poem inspired by the news

    Vogan Poetry inspires us all

    by Jake Aller on April 9, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Vogan Poetry inspires us all

    Couth super- of the world
    trailer, stringendo travels afar
    Rent center bank me bark me
    recipe, stringendo.for sure for sure

    Author notes

    national poetry month prompt to write a poem based on a twitter bot poem picked vogan poetry bot – from the hitchhikers guide to the galaxy the vogans wrote the worst poetry in the universe guaranteed to make one’s head explore not a bad goal for a poet!

    my lover’s body inspires me

    by Jake Aller on April 9, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    my lover’s body inspires me

    my                                                               lover
    lover’s                                      body
    inspires                me

    Filled                                                                  sexy
    as                                                  hell
    still                              got it

    drives                                          me
    wild                           desires
    tonight

    Author notes

    national poetry month day 9 challenge concrete poem

    [ Saudade for friends I have lost ]

    by Jake Aller on April 9, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Saudade for friends I have lost

    as I get older
    I loose more people
    every year

    more people I knew
    have died
    and moved on

    and I mourn their lost
    and recall our friendship
    wished I had been
    a better friend for them

    and with the corona virus
    spreading around the world
    I will loose so many more
    in the coming year

    I lost my father due to cancer in 1985
    and my sister due to a freak illness in 2007
    and my mother due to alzheimer’s in 2005
    and my father in law as well in 2007

    Demel Tucker
    high school debate teammate
    dead of HIV in 1995

    Julian Bartlely and his son
    one of my favorite bosses
    died in a terrorist bombing
    in Nairobi in 1998

    Jon Weber college roommate
    dead due to prostate cancer
    in 2000

    Paul Simon friend from the visa line
    dropped dead of a heart attack
    in 2004

    Ted Halstead
    one of my best bosses
    died of heart attack
    in 2007

    Chris Richard one of my former bosses
    dropped dead of a heart attack
    shortly before we were due
    to have lunch in 2014

    and so many others
    I have lost
    along the way

    and soon there will be
    so many more
    as I get old
    in the corona era

    Author notes

    writing.com prompt to write a Saudade  poem

    life interrupted by corona virus

    by Jake Aller on April 9, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    life interrupted by corona

    we live in a strange world
    life interrupted by corona
    the virus spread throughout the world
    disrupting everything
    putting life on hold

    as more people
    hunkered down
    waiting for the virus

    to pass over us
    like in biblical times
    the virus will test us all

    life interrupted
    on hold
    until the virus
    spreads through the world

    and then
    we will all
    go back
    to life interrupted

    Author notes

    writing.com Daily Dew Drop interruption

    New Body

    by Jake Aller on April 9, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    New Bodies in New Era

    we are living
    in a SF world
    things are changing
    at breath taking speeds

    no where more
    that in the coming biomedical revolution
    soon we will be confronted
    with the reality

    that we can live forever
    in new bodies
    grown for us
    in laboratories

    with our memories intact
    and I can hardly wait
    want to throw off
    this aging 65 year old body

    and get a new 20 old perfect body
    boy I can’t wait

    I would be come
    what I always wanted to be

    6 foot 6 inches tall
    perfect athletic basketball body

    perfect visions
    perfect hearing
    perfect smelling
    perfect tech
    well behave hair

    no more learning disability
    no more coordination problems
    no more fibromyalgia
    no more arthritis either

    god I can hardly wait
    hope it happens
    before I die

    and I hope I can live
    on forever
    with my wife
    also transformed
    into a perfect new body

    Author notes

    poetry soup prompt to write a poem about changes

    walking in the woodlands of limbo

    by Jake Aller on April 9, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Walking in the woodlands of Limbo

    a man finds himself alone
    in a dark forest
    filled with strange trees
    and hears voices
    in the wind

    he walks forward
    towards a light
    in the forest

    and soon finds himself
    confronted by a ghostly image
    the dead are all around
    and he realizes
    that he has died

    and he is wondering
    in limbo
    he walks towards the light

    and sees a man
    at a desk
    who asks his name

    he says his name
    and the man
    smiles and tells him
    welcome to limbo

    join the others
    to wait your turn
    for judgement is due

    and the man
    walks back
    through the haunted forest

    trying to remember how he died
    but he has no memory
    of his past life

    and is doomed
    to wander in limbo
    stuck between time
    and worlds

    comforted by the ghosts
    around him
    and the light
    in the forest

    Author notes

    writers digest prompt to write a  ekphrastic poem

    the best day of my life

    by Jake Aller on April 8, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    the best day of my life
    was when the woman
    of my dreams
    became my wife

    for eight years
    she haunted my dreams
    then one day
    she walked out of my dreams
    and entered my life that day

    three days later
    while walking in the woods
    I proposed to her
    and she said yes

    two months later
    we were married

    It has been 45 years
    since I first met her
    in my dreams

    and 38 years
    since she walked
    off that bus
    into my life
    becoming my wife

    I met my fate
    that date

    Author notes

    will you marry me contest based on true story see “dream girl” on my blog Https://theworldaccordingtocosmos.c om

    evil woman with mad hair grins

    by Jake Aller on April 8, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    evil woman
    with mad hair
    grins

    Author notes

    creative talents prompt six word poem

    Cthulu lurks in the evil cabin in the words

    by Jake Aller on April 8, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Cthulu lurks in the evil cabin in the words

    Deep in the bayous
    of Louisiana
    sits an abandoned cabin
    in the swamps

    the cabin is inhabited
    by an ancient evil creature
    newly risen from the depths
    of hell

    He has taken over the house
    deep in the impenetrable swap
    he prepares to unleash
    an evil upon the world

    calling upon the dark demons
    of hell to emerge
    into the light
    and lead an army
    of the undead zombies

    to take over the world
    and make old ancient one
    Cthulhu the undisputed
    king of the world

    evil overwhelms the cabin
    in the woods
    and the smell of evil
    seeps out into the surrounding bayous

    the end times are near
    the old demon in the cabin
    summons the dead
    the zombie armies arise

    they begin to march
    out of the swamps
    unleashing hell
    on the sleeping world

    balloons of hope

    by Jake Aller on April 8, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    A young woman
    walks in a park
    on a sunny spring day

    she has with her 25 red balloons
    each one contains
    the name of those
    that recently died

    in the corona virus pandemic
    she is releasing the balloons
    hoping they would rise
    to heaven
    with a request for God

    to hear her prayers
    End this pandemic
    End the death
    and destruction

    release us from the corona pandemic
    the woman releases the balloons
    and slowly walks
    back to her house
    to prepare
    to attend yet another funeral

    White Flower spring Time Haiku

    by Jake Aller on April 8, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    now in the springtime
    white flowers blooming in the park
    corona death waits

    the old man in the lake sees God

    by Jake Aller on April 8, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    the old man in the lake sees God

    An lonely retired old man sits
    in a simple boat
    In the middle of a lake
    in the middle of a storm

    a sudden onset of rain
    blasts of brilliant lightning
    and roaring thunder
    the boat is overwhelmed

    the old man debates
    whether to give it up
    head for shore
    too late to resume fishing

    By a brilliant flash of lightening
    he sees in the sky
    the snarling angry face of God
    filling the sky with his visage

    In a loud thunder clap
    He hears
    the snarling angry
    voice of God

    Old man in the lake
    I have a message for you
    it is time for you
    to go home

    prepare to meet your maker
    the end times are coming
    Armageddon is about to be unleashed
    the final battle between good and evil
    your mission is to warn
    the world before it is too late
    repent and you will be saved
    otherwise you will die

    suddenly the storm stops
    the sky clears up
    the spring time nice day
    returns filling the air with hope

    the old man in the boat in the lake
    decides there was nothing
    more to do
    other than resume fishing

    the sound of temple bell brings me peace

    by Jake Aller on April 8, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    the sound of temple bell brings me peace writing.com prompt

    the sound of a temple bell
    ringing in the crisp mountain air
    in the buddhist temple
    deep in the mountains

    brings me peace
    and joy
    and fills me with happiness
    as I contemplate
    the meaning of buddha

    and seek to find
    peace
    in the everyday life
    around me

    and I ring the bell
    again
    wishing hoping
    for an end

    to our suffering
    on this planet
    of ours

    Author notes

    based on writing.com daily dew drop prompt to write a poem inspired by the sound of a bell

    the fate of the world

    by Jake Aller on April 8, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    the fate of the world
    looms ahead of us
    and we have a choice
    to make

    all of us
    must decide

    will we follow
    the fate
    of ancient Rome

    surrendering our freedoms
    and becoming an autocratic empire
    ruled by emperors

    will we become
    like Germany
    letting the madness
    of fascism overwhelm us

    will there be a final solution
    to the problems
    poised by the coming
    transformation of America

    as white America
    becomes brown America

    will muslims be rounded up
    and killed
    as ethnic cleansing
    in the name of Christian freedom
    sweeps across the land

    will the evil AI robot
    overlords
    launch robot wars
    to extermine mankind

    will we choose
    to confront
    the pending climate change

    rebooting our society
    and economy
    with a green new deal
    putting people first

    will the 1 percent
    even let us try

    or our we doomed
    to end our lives
    in a dystopian nightmare

    I listen to the music
    of Beethoven
    and find comfort
    as he confronts
    the fate of the world

    proving that human spirit
    will overcome
    in the end
    filled with love

    and I am saved
    and my optimism returns

    Author notes

    poetry superhighway prompt to write a poem inspired by classical music  inspired by Beethoven’s fifth symphony

    the future is coming now

    by Jake Aller on April 8, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    the future is upon us
    as we live
    in a SF world

    the question remains
    will the future be bright
    and filled with hope
    will we overcome climate change
    and repair the broken dying world

    will humanity take to the stars
    leaving behind our planet
    as we colonize the solar system
    and invent faster than light
    interplanetary travel

    will the future be a dark Orwellian nightmare
    will fascism take over the world
    starting in the United States
    as democracy dies not in the dark
    but in the bright light of day

    as the public embraces
    fascisms applauding
    the end of our freedoms
    in the vain hopes
    that will save us all

    will the evil AI
    take over the world
    unleashing endless robot wars
    screaming death to all humans?

    the old song says
    que sera seara
    the future is not
    for us to see

    but I hope and pray
    that in these dark dangerous times
    we can overcome

    and end up with the vision
    of hope transforming the world
    and not end up
    with the dark Orwellian future
    that I fear is our fate

    Unless of course
    the AI robots
    kill us first

    Author notes

    today’s writers digest prompt to write a future poem

    the future is coming

    by Jake Aller on April 8, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    the future is upon us
    as we live
    in a SF world

    the question remains
    will the future be bright
    and filled with hope
    will we overcome climate change
    and repair the broken dying world

    will humanity take to the stars
    leaving behind our planet
    as we colonize the solar system
    and invent faster than light
    interplanetary travel

    will the future be a dark Orwellian nightmare
    will fascism take over the world
    starting in the United States
    as democracy dies not in the dark
    but in the bright light of day

    as the public embraces
    fascisms applauding
    the end of our freedoms
    in the vain hopes
    that will save us all

    will the evil AI
    take over the world
    unleashing endless robot wars
    screaming death to all humans?

    the old song says
    que sera seara
    the future is not
    for us to see

    but I hope and pray
    that in these dark dangerous times
    we can overcome

    and end up with the vision
    of hope transforming the world
    and not end up
    with the dark Orwellian future
    that I fear is our fate

    Unless of course
    the AI robots
    kill us first

    Author notes

    today’s writers digest prompt to write a future poem

    corona virus haiku

    by Jake Aller on April 7, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    corona virus
    brings death and our destruction
    destroying our life

    Author notes

    corona haiku images of death

    meeting the love of my life in a dream

    by Jake Aller on April 7, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    I met the love of my life
    who became my wife
    in a dream

    for eight years she haunted my dreams
    every night I had these dreams

    some day I knew that I would meet
    the lady of my dreams she was so sweet

    one day she told me
    don’t worry we would soon be
    together
    for ever

    and the she walked into life
    out of my dreams became my wife

    her Korean mother
    did not approve of me
    the buddhist monks said one after another
    our was a marriage was meant to be
    the gods approved of it if not her Mother

    two months after meeting her on that date
    she became my wife sealing my fate

    Author notes

    based on my true love story see my web page, Https://theworldaccordingtocosmos.c om “dream girl” or “love and the unexplainable” published by the Chicken Soup for the Soul publishers for more details

    the best meal of my life

    by Jake Aller on April 7, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    The best meal of my life

    the best meals of my life
    has always been what my wife
    cooks up for me every night

    she is a genius in the kitchen
    always making something great
    from the simplest ingredients

    Because she came down with celiac disease
    she could only eat
    what she prepared from scratch
    and so she was forced
    to give up all processed foods

    and in the process she became
    the greatest cook
    in the universe

    I wait with baited breath
    to taste the great food
    that she creates for me

    on lunar new years
    she threw out her lumbar disk
    and we were forced to stay home
    just as the corona pandemic
    swept across the world

    if we had traveled
    we would have contracted
    the dreaded corona virus

    and we were forced
    to stay at home
    and she took advantage
    of staying at home
    to try new dishes
    every single day

    I recall the Korean proverb
    새영 지마 saeyeong jima
    as her misfortune
    turned into fortune
    and once again
    she saved me life

    I am the luckiest man in life
    the best fed man of all I know
    due to the cooking skills of my wife

    Author notes

    today’s writing.com prompt from Daily Dew Drop was to write a food poem

    Angela Came to Me for 38 years Bringing me lots of $

    by Jake Aller on April 7, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Angela Lee came to me
    out of a dream she came to me
    she walked out of my dreams
    eight years after I first dreamt of you
    she finally came to me

    it has been 38 years now
    that she has been my wife
    the love of my life
    and every day
    I recall the dream
    of meeting her

    she has brought me much to my life
    this love of my life my wife
    but the most important thing
    she has brought to me
    besides her endless love of course

    is $
    massive amounts of $
    as she has made me
    richer than I could have ever imagined
    turning every day my $
    into many more $

    They say that a man
    should marry a woman
    born in the year of the Pig
    for pig ladies are incredible
    at managing $
    and if you are so lucky
    you will be buried in $

    Author notes

    today’s challenge by poemunzine April 7th prompt was to write a poem using a Letter (A) a number (38) and punctuation or symbol ($) following the structure of the poem,  Richard Garcia A Letter, a Number and some Punctuation

    corona virus tanka 2

    by Jake Aller on April 7, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    corona virus
    it is spreading all over
    the world dying

    I walk down the path of life
    Along with love of my wife

    Author notes

    national poetry month April 7th prompt to write a Tanka

    corona virus tanka

    by Jake Aller on April 7, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    corona virus
    it is spreading all over
    the world dying

    I walk down the path of life
    Along with love of my wife

    Author notes

    national poetry month April 7th prompt to write a Tanka

    the Terrorists were succeeding beyond their wildest dreams found poem

    by Jake Aller on April 7, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    the Terrorists were succeeding beyond their wildest dreams

    If it was possible they wanted to get a look at the blueprints of the facility after all they were doing one so would be called and destroy it in the morning you about where to drop the bomb so better the chances were of succeeding

    the terrorists were succeeding
    beyond their wildest dreams
    they thought what were the chances

    it was so much better,
    easier than they thought
    as the bombs dropped all around them

    to where it would end
    they did not know
    All they knew was that
    it was all about to end
    you see we were facing the end

    The morning after the end of the world
    the bombs fell and fell
    in fact all over the world
    it felt that the world would end up
    being destroyed as the world ends
    and nuclear war

    they called for the end of the world
    be so it must be they
    thought to themselves

    would they be able to stop the carnage
    so it ends much as it begins
    one does not know how it would end up
    the bombs doing their bomb thing after all
    they were simply bombs

    all must die once they are released
    after all that was the way it was
    the bomb facility opened up death

    the death of the whole world
    of that we can be sure
    following the blue prints

    the master plans of the war planners
    at the end of the day
    it looks like Armageddon
    a end of the world game

    would it get that bad
    to end the world

    is that what they wanted
    they did not know

    it is possible no one knew
    it was uncharted territory
    it was the end of the world
    if the bombs did their bomb thing

    Author notes

    found poem based on poetry super highway april 7th prompt

    Poetry Super Highway Prompt

    Turn to page 35 of any book. Use the first two sentences backwards for your prompt. I used James Tate, “Worshipful Company of Fletchers” and got: “ The pleasure of little incidents  Remember.”

    From Vince Flynn protect and defend original text

    If it was possible they wanted to get a look at the blueprints of the facility after all they were doing one so would be called and destroy it in the morning you about where to drop the bomb so better the chances were of succeeding

    새영 지마 saeyeong jima plays out in life

    by Jake Aller on April 7, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    새영 지마 saeyeong jima plays out in life

    writers digest prompt write a lucky/unlucky poem

    The Korean Proverb
    새영 지마 saeyeong jima
    recently came to life in my life

    The meaning of the proverb
    Is that you can never know whether something
    will be good or bad

    and that unexpectedly
    what appears to be bad fortune
    turns out to be a good fortune

    The proverb played
    out recently in my life
    about lunar New Year’s Day

    we were preparing to go to Thailand
    from two weeks from our home
    in South Korea

    and then at the end of February
    we would do to go to DC

    My wife blew out her lumber desk
    and we were forced to cancel our trips
    This occurred
    just as the coronavirus
    was taking out around the world

    and if we had gone
    we may have been stuck either in Thailand
    or we may have been stuck in the United States

    and traveling in the mist of a corona outbreak
    would probably mean
    that we would have been exposed
    to the virus

    instead we were forced to stay home
    and self quarantine ourselves

    and therefore
    we escaped being exposed to the coronavirus
    and we feel much safer
    here in Korea where the outbreak is contained
    rather than in DC
    where it is still spreading everywhere

    so in a sense her misfortune
    throwing out her disk
    which resulted in us staying at home
    and avoiding the coronavirus

    is the true meaning
    of the Korean Chinese expression
    새영 지마 saeyeong jima

    Author notes

    meaning of the Korean expression 새영 지마 saeyeong jima is based on the story of a farmer whose horse is stolen, which leads to his son not being drafted and saving his son’s life as what was a bad thing turned out to become good in the end

    We live in an Orwellian world

    by Jake Aller on April 6, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    We live in an Orwellian world

    we are living in an Orwellian 1984 world
    and have been for decades
    we are assaulted daily
    by alternative realties
    promoted by various politicians
    designed to shut down
    rational thought
    and now with the corona virus
    massive surveillance has become the norm
    and when the crisis is over
    the surveillance will continue
    forever as Orwell’s nightmare
    big brother ruling us all
    comes true

    Author notes

    will the massive surveillance mechanism being use to combat the corona virus end once the crisis is over? I don’t think so that is my nightmare

    life is a dream of chocolate covered trees

    by Jake Aller on April 6, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    life is a dream
    of chocolate covered trees
    makes me so hungry to eat the trees
    dark brown chocolate covered trees
    as I eat them I hear the crunch of the leaves
    and smell the dark chocolate smells
    feeling the leaves in my mouth
    as I touch the chocolate covered trees
    filled with the sound of chocolate
    enjoying the chocolate
    with my wife Angela Lee
    she turns to me and says
    Jake Cosmos Aller

    사랑해
    salanghae

    Author notes

    national poetry writing contest prompt Begin the poem with a metaphor.
    Say something specific but utterly preposterous.
    Use at least one image for each of the five senses, either in succession or scattered randomly throughout the poem.
    Use one example of synesthesia (mixing the senses).
    Use the proper name of a person and the proper name of a place.
    Contradict something you said earlier in the poem.
    Change direction or digress from the last thing you said.
    Use a word (slang?) you’ve never seen in a poem.
    Use an example of false cause-effect logic.
    Use a piece of talk you’ve actually heard (preferably in dialect and/or which you don’t understand).
    Create a metaphor using the following construction: “The (adjective) (concrete noun) of (abstract noun) . . .”
    Use an image in such a way as to reverse its usual associative qualities.
    Make the persona or character in the poem do something he or she could not do in “real life.”
    Refer to yourself by nickname and in the third person.
    Write in the future tense, such that part of the poem seems to be a prediction.
    Modify a noun with an unlikely adjective.
    Make a declarative assertion that sounds convincing but that finally makes no sense.
    Use a phrase from a language other than English.
    Make a non-human object say or do something human (personification).
    Close the poem with a vivid image that makes no statement, but that “echoes” an image from earlier in the poem.
    Happy writing!

    The Giant Nazi Spider Speaks

    by Jake Aller on April 6, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    The Giant Nazi Spider Speaks

    General Zero
    the commander of the Khan imperial forces
    took over the earth
    in a lightning raid

    he was a eight foot giant spider
    accompanied by two leg rats
    and cats

    in 24 hours they were in charge
    he spoke to the world

    People of earth greetings
    I am commander Zero
    and I have taken over your planet
    making it part of the Galactic Empire

    we did it because it is our destiny
    to take over the universe
    one planet by one planet
    and everyone becomes
    part of the great galactic empire

    there are only a few rules
    for you to remember

    starting today you will learn Galactic standard
    within one year all other languages will be banned

    starting today all religions are banned
    for in the Galactic empire
    we have no room for some nonsense

    everyone must work
    if you are disabled or elderly
    your family must take care of you
    if you have no one to take care of you
    you will be terminated as an “useless eater”

    failure to follow the rules or laws
    or lawful orders
    will result in your immediate execution

    that is all for today
    Long live the Empire

    Author notes

    writing,com’s dew drop inn contest prompt was to write a poem incorporating a novel or short story plot i based it on the opening of my unpublished novel Giant Nazi Spiders

    to those I have lost

    by Jake Aller on April 6, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    to those I have lost

    with the corona virus upon us
    I am bracing to hear the news
    that so and so has died

    I reflect back
    on all the people in my life
    that I have already lost

    part of being older
    is that you loose people
    close to you along the way

    I lost my father due to cancer in 1985
    and my sister due to a freak illness in 2005
    and my mother due to alzheimer’s in 2007
    and my father in law as well in 2007

    Paul Simon friend from the visa line
    dropped dead of a heart attack
    in 2004
    Chris Richard one of my former bosses
    dropped dead of a heart attack
    shortly before we were due
    to have lunch in 2014

    Jon Weber college roommate
    dead due to prostate cancer
    in 2000

    and so many others
    I have lost
    along the way

    and soon there will be
    so many more
    as I get old
    in the corona era

    Author notes

    writing.com dew drop inn contest prompt was to write an elegy poem

    the day I met you was a fine late August day

    by Jake Aller on April 6, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    the day I met you was a fine late August day

    the day i met the love of my life
    who became my wife
    was a late August day
    in South Korea

    as Koreans put it
    the sky is high
    my horses are fat
    and the king is far away

    in late August early September
    the weather turns in Korea
    the humid sauna like temperatures
    begin to abate

    cool breezes cool the air
    the sky is high
    crystal clear
    just a few clothes

    the temperatures moderate
    high in the 80’s low in the 60’s
    just wonderful weather
    the promise of nice fall weather
    in the air

    the killing heat of the summer
    abates and dies down
    and on such a lovely date
    i met my fate

    she walked out of my dreams
    and into my life
    and became my wife
    during the brilliant
    Autumn of Korea

    before the winter
    settled down on the land
    and to this day
    when the autumn comes
    I recall those halcyon date
    when I met my fate

    Author notes

    poetry soup prompt was to write a weather report about a particular date – I chose to write about the day i met my wife in 1982

    weasels words are the mental traps we set for ourselves

    by Jake Aller on April 6, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    weasels words are the mental traps we set for ourselves
    we are surrounded by weasel words
    mental traps we set for ourselves
    to shut down all rational discussion
    in truly Orwellian fashion

    these words are legend
    everyone uses them
    no one thinks about them
    what they really mean

    I had no choice
    of course one always has a choice

    Failure is not an option
    nothing but macho bs
    of course failure is always an option
    that one must be prepared to face

    and my favorite
    zero tolerance
    which converts
    all violations of the tules
    into class A felonies

    where the full swat team
    is deployed
    to arrest a teenage girl
    her crime giving a classmate
    a tyenol which is a legal drug

    but no under zero tolerance
    that is the same as selling heroin
    and she will be charged
    with a class A drug offense

    following her around
    for her life
    for having dared
    to break the stupid rule

    yes weasel words
    are everywhere
    our mental traps
    designed to keep us
    from thinking
    and acting

    so throw off your mental traps
    break out the weasel words
    and perhaps we can be free
    of these mental traps

    Author notes

    writier digest prompt was to write a trap poem

    dear Leader Tigerjade Poem writing.com prompt

    by Jake Aller on April 6, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    dear Leader Tigerjade Poem writing.com prompt

    Our leader
    great leader
    Claims he is the smartest man in the whole universe
    surely he is the most searched man in the googleverse
    perhaps though he is proof of man’s evolution
    Darwinian selection working devolution
    stupid is
    stupid does

    Author notes

    writing.com prompt to write a tigerjade poem

    the smartest man in the world

    by Jake Aller on April 5, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    our dear leader
    claims he is the smartest
    man in the world
    a stable genius
    has good words
    knows more than generals
    knows more than doctors
    should have been a doctor
    only he can fix
    what ails the world
    for he is the greatest
    genius in the world
    like friend the dear leader of North Korea
    but in fact he is among the most stupid man
    to ever serve as our President

    Author notes

    trump is the poster child for the Dunning-Kruger Effect effect don’t you think?

    highway to hell is paved with good intentions

    by Jake Aller on April 5, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    it seems to me
    in these dark days
    that we are on the path
    to hell

    as the virus chases all
    satan is smiling
    at the spreading chaos

    the dogs of war
    are unleashed
    spreading panic
    as more people die

    and as the gate of hell
    open in front of us
    we are all rushing down
    the path to hell

    and so I sit
    in a bar
    twenty drinks too sober
    drinking my way to hell

    as I march down
    the highway to hell
    still twenty drinks too sober

    Author notes

    drinking my way to hell

    cats evil creatures from space

    by Jake Aller on April 5, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    cats
    are evil creatures
    from outer space

    who can understand
    their alien thoughts
    where they came from
    and why are they here

    are they part of an advanced team
    will the cats some day
    take over the world
    and turn us into their slaves

    I have no answer
    but when i see the cats
    staring at me

    I am afraid
    very afraid
    of the cats

    Author notes

    my thoughts on cats

    we must walk the path of honesty in these dark dangerous times

    by Jake Aller on April 5, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    we must walk the path of honesty in these dark dangerous times

    In these dark dangerous days
    we must walk on the path
    of honesty and truth
    if we don’t
    we won’t have a remote chance
    of living through these end days

    Author notes

    based on pensvity 101 prompt using the words path, honesty and remote

    the moment that changed my life

    by Jake Aller on April 5, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    the moment that changed my life
    occurred in late August 1982
    when the woman of my dreams
    came out of my dreams
    walking off a bus
    and into my life
    a few months later became my wife
    first dreamt of her in 1979
    back in my high school day
    and I knew that some day
    I would meet the woman
    in my dreams
    and I did and that changed my fate
    when I met her that date

    Author notes

    based on writer digest prompt to write a moment poem based on a true story – how I met my wife.  For details see the world according to cosmos (https://theworldacoordingtocosmos.com ) Also tried my hand at writing a sonnet!

    Conversation with the Gods About Corona Virus

    by Jake Aller on April 5, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Conversation with the Gods About Corona Virus

    Rev. Jake ’s on-line sermon on the Corona Virus

    I am reverend Jake and I have a message from God
    Last night I had a vision from God
    it was his message to the world
    about this pandemic we are facing

    I found myself in a large room
    Jehovah, God, was sitting in the middle
    surrounded by the other Gods
    they were all there

    Jesus on his right
    Allah on his left
    Buddha behind him
    Ganesh, Shiva, Kali
    Mohammed, Joseph Smith and other prophets
    Gabriel and other angels abound
    St Peter in front of his as his Chief of Staff
    Zeus, Jupiter, Minerva and ancient
    other gods all around him

    God spoke up
    He said
    I have a message for you
    to give to your people
    all of your people

    no matter what religion
    or no religion at all
    it is all one after all

    first the corona virus
    is a natural phenomenon
    we have no control
    over forces of nature

    and we did not send
    it to you
    to punish you
    for homosexuality
    or anything else at all

    Second obey the health directives
    stay at home
    do your services on line
    it is okay with us
    we are fine with that

    the blood of Jesus
    will not save you
    If you are in a crowded place
    like church or a mosque service
    the virus will spread
    and catch you in the end

    Prayers alone will not save you
    but please keep praying
    we do listen to your prayers
    but we can only do so much

    So please don’t allow the virus
    to spread
    because of your ignorance
    and fear

    realize that in the end
    the virus will do its thing
    and you will survive

    and we
    all the gods here
    love you humans

    and wish you well
    so stay at home
    practice self distancing

    It is God’s will
    all will survive

    Author notes

    obviously I am not a traditional religious thinker. Here’s my imagined conversation with the Gods about Corona virus calling upon religious leaders to follow social distancing and stay home until the crisis is over  – no offense is intended for those who have different beliefs, we are all in this together

    the mist from hell

    by Jake Aller on April 5, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    The Mist from Hell Descends on the land

    the mist settles down on the land
    the mist is from hell
    the mist covers us all
    the scent of death

    the grim reaper
    rides behind the miss
    infecting those around him

    the mark of death
    as the mist covers the land
    the end of the world
    comes with the mist from hell

    Author notes

    for april 5th poems

    having a Dog saved me from my fear of dogs

    by Jake Aller on April 4, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    when I was a young lad
    a dog bit me
    and I became terrified of dogs
    and to some sense still am

    but then many years ago
    i had a dog
    a husky dog
    raised as a puppy

    the dog though was half wolf
    hated people watching him eat
    I gave the dog to my sister
    as she seemed to be able
    to tame his savage heart

    later my wife
    had a beagle
    and he saved my life
    when I was recovering
    from a broken heal

    Jason was my constant companion
    during those dark days
    when I was afraid
    that I would die
    from the staph infection

    the dog was smart
    compassionate
    and seemed to understand me
    as I talked to him all day long

    and afterwards I no longer
    was afraid of dogs
    as they were now
    my friends

    The Naked Truth

    by Jake Aller on April 4, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    there are a million stories
    every day in the naked city

    millions of people
    stripped naked
    to the bone

    starting down the dead
    the dead staring back
    in this time
    of pandemic

    the dead stare out at us
    mocking us
    as they leave the earth
    naked as when they arrived

    Born bad to the bone heartbreaker

    by Jake Aller on April 4, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Born bad to the bone heartbreaker

    the song bad to the bone
    fills my ears
    like a mad anthem
    of my life

    I am a heartbreaker
    broke a thousand hearts
    before I am through
    I will break a thousand more

    but only one woman
    has ever had the power
    to break my heart

    and to her
    I dedicate my life
    and promise not
    to break her heart

    Author notes

    based on writer’s digest april poetry prompt to write a heartbreak poem

    Life as a evil Mastermind criminal

    by Jake Aller on April 4, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Life as a evil Mastermind criminal

    I am living the life
    I am Slick Mc Dick
    the one and only
    the master criminal

    I live in Oakland
    and I run drugs, prostitutes
    guns and illegal software

    I am part Irish, German, Black, Asian and Cherokee
    I am a real bad ass
    I am stone cold killer
    and a wild man in bed

    and I am the King Pin
    the meanest MF in the world
    and everyone is afraid of me

    the politicians need me
    they get free hookers
    free booze and free blow
    in all my clubs

    and I have secrets
    secrets to sell
    to the media
    to the spy agencies

    they all protect me
    as I am the ultimate source
    of the dirt
    that everyone wants to hide

    yes I am Slick Mc Dick
    the king of them all
    and no one can take me down

    Author notes

    based on a poetry super highway April poetry month prompt to imagine yourself as a villian

    I wish for peace during this time of crisis

    by Jake Aller on April 4, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    I Wish for Peace During this time of crisis

    I wish for peace and happiness
    during this time of despair
    pandemic fears all around us
    death stalking us daily

    I wish for health
    amid the carnage
    all around me

    I wish for leadership
    from our President
    from our governors
    and our congress

    and most importantly
    I wish that I will survive
    with my love at my side
    experiencing love
    in the time of corona

    Poem Writer Digest prompt

    Author notes

    based on writer’s digest prompt April 4th to write a wish poem

    april 4 poems

    by Jake Aller on April 3, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    follow your dreams

    follow your dreams
    they may some day
    come true

    they did for me
    I dream of meeting
    the love of my life
    who became my wife

    for eight years
    she haunted my dreams
    then one day
    she walked off a bus

    out of my dreams
    and into my life
    becoming my wife

    based on true story see my blog entry the world according to cosmos (https://theworldaccordingtocosmos.com) for details or see “dreams and the Unexplainable” published in 2016 by the Chicken Soup for the Soul publishers

    Coffee’s intoxicating smell wakes me up

    coffee’s intoxicating smell wakes me up
    filling me with hope and joy
    as a I drink deeply
    filling my self with smell
    the sent of sweat as heaven
    darkly hinting of hell as well
    filling my every fiber of my being
    with its intense smell and flavor
    driving me mad with anticipation
    as I smell the fragrance brewing
    in my coffee pot
    waiting waiting waiting
    for it to be ready
    for me to consume my daily drug

    poetry super highway prompt day 3

    Cinquain

    Line 1 one word (the Title)
    Line 2 two words that describing the title
    Line 3 three words that tell the action
    Line 4 four words that express the feeling
    Line 5 one word recalls the title

    Dreams cinquain

    Dreams
    come true
    if you believe
    love comes at night
    dreams

    all poetry contest

    when I was in high school
    I accidentally drank a drink
    that had been laced with lsd

    I went on my first and only acid trip
    one of the most profound  and terrifying events
    of my life
    and it haunts me to this day

    in this trip
    at one point
    I found myself
    in a space ship
    surrounded by aliens

    who were conducting experiments
    on me
    they flew me to NYC
    where I went to a bar

    filled with aliens drinking
    and they came after me
    and I found myself
    back on the ship

    they said
    time to us to leave him
    to develop his own language
    and I woke up in my bed

    did it really happen
    to this day
    I do not know

    but do I believe in aliens
    and alien abductions
    yes I believe
    for it may have happened
    to me

    all poetry contest

    to dream the impossible dream
    every night I must dream

    and during the night dream
    I will see her in my dream

    yes I met my love in my dream
    she came to me in my dream

    for eight long years came in my dream
    haunting my nighttime dreams

    one day she walked out of my dreams
    coming to life out of my dreams

    and she became my wife in my dreams
    and soon became as real as the dream

    and she walked out of the dream
    I knew her name Angela Lee in my dream
    all poetry ghazal poem

    Author notes

    april 4th poems

    to dream the impossible dream Ghazil

    by Jake Aller on April 3, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    to dream the impossible dream
    every night I must dream

    and during the night dream
    I will see her in my dream

    yes I met my love in my dream
    she came to me in my dream

    for eight long years came in my dream
    haunting my nighttime dreams

    one day she walked out of my dreams
    coming to life out of my dreams

    and she became my wife in my dreams
    and soon became as real as the dream

    and she walked out of the dream
    I knew her name Angela Lee in my dream
    all poetry ghazal poem

    recalling people I barely knew

    by Jake Aller on April 3, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Recalling people I barely knew

    over the years
    I have known so many people
    and now when the virus
    is spreading out around the world

    I will soon be hearing
    that this person has died
    and that person has died

    I will outlive many of my friends
    from around the world
    part of getting old
    something that I fear

    one day perhaps
    people will hear
    that jake has died
    and they will say

    that they barely knew me
    and wished that they had
    taken the time
    to become my friend

    Just as I think
    about all the friends
    i am about to loose
    to this killer virus
    running amuk

    my alien abduction story

    by Jake Aller on April 3, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    when I was in high school
    I accidentally drank a drink
    that had been laced with lsd

    I went on my first and only acid trip
    one of the most profound and terrifying events
    of my life
    and it haunts me to this day

    in this trip
    at one point
    I found myself
    in a space ship
    surrounded by aliens

    who were conducting experiments
    on me
    they flew me to NYC
    where I went to a bar

    filled with aliens drinking
    and they came after me
    and I found myself
    back on the ship

    they said
    time to us to leave him
    to develop his own language
    and I woke up in my bed

    did it really happen
    to this day
    I do not know

    but do I believe in aliens
    and alien abductions
    yes I believe
    for it may have happened
    to me

    dreams

    by Jake Aller on April 3, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Dreams cinquain

    Dreams
    come true
    if you believe
    love comes at night
    dreams

    April 3 Poems

    by Jake Aller on April 3, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Humor keeps us sane
    it is a piece of what we need to do
    to prevent us from getting
    the dreaded corona virus
    coming up your nose

    Pensively prompt – unpublished

    creative talents unleashed

    First Kiss with My wife

    It was 1982
    when I first met my wife
    the love of my life

    In 1979 she came to me
    in a dream
    and then she walked
    off a bus
    eight years latter

    a few weeks later
    we went for walk
    in the woods

    and ending up kissing
    passionately wild kisses
    as we walked in the woods

    and the kisses
    led a few weeks later
    to our first night together
    as man and wife

    but I will always recall
    our first kiss
    of our life together

    Birth of New World

    the first interplanetary travelers
    arrived on the new planet
    called new Eden
    and watched the birth
    of the new world

    hoping that humanity
    can get a new world
    and avoid destroying new eden

    hoping that god
    has given the world
    a new home world

    Peacock Speaks

    as the virus spreads
    around the world
    the peacock in the zoo
    speaks up

    talking on behalf
    of their fellow species

    he called upon humans
    to free them from their zoo prisons
    and let them be free

    before it was too late
and humanity met their fate
    becoming a ghost in the wind

    Iguana Talks to Mankind

    the wise old Iguana
    woke from its nightmares
    of the end of the world
    as humanity faded away

    the iguana was scared
    but afraid of the future
    and he would miss
    his human friends

    six word poem

    naked masked woman
    waiting to kiss

    Inner worlds beckons in these dark times
    No one knows where it will end
    No one understands the future
    Everyone must descend deep inside
    Remembering their dreams

    Cosmic dreams fill my head
    Of the future we can dream
    Some offering hope
    Most of us can still dream
    Only then can we become free
    So that we can escape our fate

    Search for the holly grail

    for thousands of years
    people have been searching
    for the fabled holly grail
    in hopes that it will lead
    to eternal life

    then one day
    the holly grail is found
    millions die
    from drinking the tainted grail

    Free roaming in Berkeley in the 70’s

    growing up in Berkeley
    back in the day
    we still were allowed
    to free roam

    and so I went
    everywhere on foot
    or bus

    walking to Solano avenue
    drinking coffee
    at Peets coffee
    eating Chinese food
    in Berkeley’s china town

    walking downtown
    walking to CAL
    eating top dog

    experiencing the late 60’s
    transforming Telegraph

    and walking in the woods
    in tilden park
    high up in the hills
    overlooking the bay area

    Recalling people I barely knew

    over the years
    I have known so many people
    and now when the virus
    is spreading out around the world

    I will soon be hearing
    that this person has died
    and that person has died

    I will outlive many of my friends
    from around the world
    part of getting old
    something that I fear

    one day perhaps
    people will hear
    that jake has died
    and they will say

    that they barely knew me
    and wished that they had
    taken the time
    to become my friend

    Just as I think
    about all the friends
    i am about to loose
    to this killer virus
    running amuck

    corona fears
    corona
    the word fills us with dread
    spreading around the world today
    will we all survive this
    corona

    Author notes

    April third poems for April Poetry Month

    the bombs took her away

    by Jake Aller on April 1, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    The Bombs that Took Her Away -ravenfly form from writers.com prompt – posted all poetry and poetry soup

    one day I woke up from my dreams
    finding my self all alone
    no one was there to hear my screams
    staring at my now quite dead phone

    I plugged in my phone read a note
    it was from my lovely wife
    My Wife had just gone out to vote
    smiling thinking of my life

    I got ready to face the dawning day
    The TV showed the bombs that took her away

    Author notes

    ravenfly form new one for me

    the virus from Hell has arrived

    by Jake Aller on March 30, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    the virus from hell has arrived
    catching the world unprepared
    it erupted out of China
    then began its terrifying reign

    wiping out thousands of people
    destroying jobs and economies
    killing people left and right

    it seemed like something
    out of our worst nightmares
    but at least it was not
    the dreaded zombie flu

    perhaps that is next’s fall’s
    nightmare
    as the virus from hell
    prepares for a fresh assault
    to finish us all off

    Author notes

    second poem for april poetry month

    broken down souls

    by Jake Aller on March 28, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Broken down souls
    you see them everywhere
    all over the world
    broken down souls

    wandering the streets
    of any large city
    nameless faces
    the homeless roam

    we are so accustomed
    to not notice the invisible faces
    of abject poverty
    all around us

    we refuse to see
    refuse to acknowledge
    the age old wisdom
    there but for the grace of God goes I

    we must do our part
    we must recognize them
    make them human
    no longer faceless ghosts

    Author notes

    my take on the plight of the homeless

    love madness haikus

    by Jake Aller on March 28, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    mad love came to me
    love came from the universe
    lost my reason

    became her love slave
    she put a mad love spell on me
    loving her madly

    until the end of time
    our love will endure our fate
    until our day is done

    Author notes

    based on my true love story for details see my blog, https://theworldaccordingtocosmos.com

    black magic love

    by Jake Aller on March 28, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    black magic love
    came to me
    many years ago

    I was bewitched by her love
    she put a curse on me
    and I gladly surrendered
    becoming her love slave

    black magic lover
    under her magic spell
    until the day i die
    and escape the curse

    Author notes

    based on a true story see my blog, Https://theworldaccordingtocosmos.c om

    to dream the impossible dream

    by Jake Aller on March 28, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    To Dream the Impossible Dream

    Every day I dream
    the impossible dream
    dreaming things that can’t exist
    only lives in my fevered imaginings

    I dream of what have been
    of things yet to come
    dark imaginings
    from the depths of my soul

    I dream vast panoramic movies
    nightly cinematic vision quests
    that consume my every thought
    dreaming a new world

    and in my dreams
    she exists
    my soul mate
    came to me in a dream

    for eight years
    she haunted my dreams
    the one day
    she walked out of my dreams
    and into my life

    that day was the best day of my life
    i knew that she would become my wife
    my life and my bride

    we met that day
    sealing out fate together
    the beginning of my life
    with my dream lover

    dreams do come true
    if you only believe
    one day you too
    may meet your soul mate
    in your dreams

    Author notes

    based on  a true story – for details see my blog Https://theworldaccordingtocosmos.c om or “Dreams and the Unexplainable” by the Chicken Soup for the Soul publishers

    nature spirits all around us

    by Jake Aller on March 24, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    all around the world
    nature’s spirits
    are on the move

    the world is changing
    as the nature’s spirits
    rise up
    in revolt against humanity

    is this the end time
    is nature on revolt
    against humanity

    is this the end for us all
    will the virus kill us all
    will nature rise up
    and kill us all?

    Corona virus poems

    by Jake Aller on March 24, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Corona Virus Poems
    the Virus from Hell is amused
    the Virus from Hell is amused
    laughing at the world’s panicked reaction
    as it marches through the world unabated
    infecting everyone in its wake
    as the world awaits its fate
    the virus smiles he ain’t no fake
    he is the real deal
    he is death itself
    he is the end of the world
    the grim reaper is smiling
    god is silent as usual
    the world’s leaders
    dither and rather
    as the economy craters
    everyone hoping that God
    will save them
    the virus does not care
    insults and orders do not work
    the virus simply does its virus thing
    infecting everyone it encounters
    and thousands will die
    equal opportunity offender
    killing the rich and the poor alike
    but more poor people
    just so many more poor people
    than the few billionaires
    the virus smile
    his work is done
    and mankind is doomed
    so be it the virus thinks
    that is the way of the world
    and the virus is the new king
    of the world
    End of the World
    end of world
    the fears world-wide
    soon find us dead
    bring out the dead
    ll the dead die
    death lies here there
    there goes here
    as death here comes
    soon here death comes
    Every Day I Turn on the News
    debunking the bioweaapon conspiracy theories
    every day I turn on the news
    nothing but news about the virus
    the virus from hell
    the world is filled with fear
    and my anxiety levels rise
    every time I turn on the news
    oh my god I say
    we are all going to die
    and I am so afraid
    afraid of everyone
    afraid of everything
    dreading the latest news
    and nothing relieves my fear
    I watch the world
    loosing its collective mind
    wondering how much more of this
    can  we all take
    I scream out
    Dear God save us all
    god is silent as usual
    and so I realized
    we are doomed
    perhaps it is the end times
    perhaps not
    I turn off the TV
    try to stay calm
    hoping the madness
    will not overwhelm us all
    Irony Meters Blow Gaskets
    the Irony meter gasket
    is blown again and again
    with every statement
    of our chaos president
    and his endless surrogates
    promoting the latest Presidential
    on spot guidance by our great leader
    that must be true
    because our dear leader
    says it is so
    The President accuses his democratic rival
    of being senile and needs to be in home
    and will be run by his radical left allies
    and the right wing media
    echoes the presidential absurd comments
    refusing to acknowledge
    that the president himself
    is rapidly fading into dementia
    and his radical right cronies
    are looting the government
    driving out expertise
    even in the midst of pandemic
    Oh  yeah the irony meters
    are blowing gaskets
    every single day
    Chaos
    the world descends into chaos
    as our world leaders
    led by the chaos president
    are overwhelmed
    by the smallest
    enemy of all
    a simple virus
    straight out of hell
    blows through the crumbling
    third world public health infrastructure
    living proof of the decline of America
    and no one is prepared
    and panic ensures
    with every Presidential tweet
    as people don’t believe
    a word he says
    conspiracy rumors spread
    everyone believes their own reality
    as the world spins out of control
    the chaos king is in his element
    convince that only he knows
    the deal
    and everyone else
    is iust a bit player
    in the reality show
    that he presides over
    and so the rest of us
    hunker down
    just hoping for the best
    as the panic and
    chaos spreads faster
    than the virus
    are we doomed
    can we survive
    will God save us?
    he is silent as always
    Corona Virus Fears Tanka
    Corona virus
    lurking fears all around me
    we all will die
    the TV screaming nonstop
    Must be afraid be afraid
    My Phobias Overwhelm Me
    lately I have become scared
    of everything
    the news scares me, the corona virus scares me, the presidential race scares me, fears of gun men in the street, terrorism, fears of getting sick, fears of dogs, fears of other people, fear of loosing money, fears of becoming demented old man, lost in his nightmares on the street just another invisible homeless bum in the end of his life
    all these phobias overwhelm me
    time to walk away from my fears
    and realize
    it will be alright
    everything will be alright
    As long as I have you
    by my side
    Fear Fills the Air

    watching the news
    CNNMSNBCFOXBBCKOREANNEWSJAPANESENEW  SBLOOMBERABCCBSNBCGOOGLEAPPLEREUTER  SAPIRUSSIANTVCHINESTVFRENCHTV
    blather on and on
    the world is ending
    pandemic is coming
    we are going to die
    and the fear grows
    and the restrictions grow
    travel comes to stop
    the economy comes to  a stop
    everyone is so afraid
    our leaders fret
    say that everything is fine
    as the world enters
    the second great depression
    and we are faced
    with the reality
    all over the world
    idiots in high places
    the masters of the universe
    are in charge
    the internet spreads
    the wildest rumors
    must be true
    I read it on the internet
    the truth is lost
    in the shuffle
    no one believes anyone
    everything thinks
    that they know
    it is all a conspiracy
    the thought comes to mind
    we are all so ’S….
    end of the world
    is upon us
    is this the best we can get?
    watching the news
    one wonders
    how in this great country
    of ours
    335 million people
    among the most educated
    richest people in the world
    we can end up
    with such idiots in high places
    running out country?
    these idiots in charge
    no disrespect intended
    both political parties
    all corporations
    and our institutions
    except maybe the military
    has been infected
    by this virus
    of epic incompetence
    greed and indifference
    to the general good
    who loudly constantly proclaim
    that they are Christians
    while violating
    all of Christ’s teachings
    Jesus if he came back
    would scream out
    I am not Christian
    it is all about me
    and mine
    and you can go
    to hell
    if you dare to disagree
    and so we tweet and titter
    and watch the news
    reading the latest rumors
    and I wonder
    if there is a god
    or if there is a devil
    and are we overwhelmed
    by the dismal news
    why can’t we have better
    leaders
    better people
    in our leaders
    around the world
    has god abandoned us
    are we in hell
    or did god ever exist
    except in our fevered imagination
    will god save us all
    or will the world
    just go around the sun
    indifferent to our pleas?
    no answer
    must watch the news
    consumed by the need
    to see the latest news
    and so it goes
    and I wake up
    the sun is up
    and the nightmares
    fade away
    until I watch the news
    and the madness consumes
    us all again and again
    as the corona virus
    marches on and on
    consuming us all
    as the world falls apart
    these must be the end times
    I hope I will be raptured away
    even if I am not a Christian
    More Trouble Every Day
    The Old Zappa song plays
    on in my head
    every time I turn on the news
    and see more trouble every day
    no one can delay
    the trouble coming every day
    Frank Zappa died too soon
    before the horrors of the Trump era
    and the corona end of the world plague
    that he would have foreseen
    if he had lived on
    he was truly a prophet
    crying in the wildness
    while making money
    as an over night sensation
    as he saw the slime
    oozing out of the TV sets
    we will do what we are told
    for the rights to us have been sold
    And Jesus too
    has been sold
    to the highest bidder
    nothing but a business deal
    in America
    the land of the constant deal
    and so I turn off the TV
    and realize that
    the torture never ends
    the torture never ends
    Trouble Every Day
    more trouble every day  Frank Zappa
    Well I’m about to get sick
    From watchin’ my TV
    Been checkin’ out the news
    Until my eyeballs fail to see
    I mean to say that every day
    Is just another rotten mess
    And when it’s gonna change, my friends
    Is anybody’s guess
    So I’m watchin’ and I’m waitin’
    Hopin’ for the best
    Even think I’ll go to prayin’
    Every time I hear ’em sayin’
    That there’s no way to delay
    That trouble comin’ every day
    No way to delay
    That trouble comin’ every day
    Wednesday I watched the riot…
    I seen the cops out on the street
    Watched ’em throwin’ rocks and stuff
    And chokin’ in the heat
    Listened to reports
    About the whisky passin’ ’round
    Seen the smoke & fire
    And the market burnin’ down
    Watched while everybody
    On his street would take a turn
    To stomp and smash and bash and crash
    And slash and bust…
    The Torture Never Stops
    Frank Zappa
    torture never stops
    Flies all green and buzzin’
    In this dungeon of despair
    Prisoners grumblin
    Piss they clothes
    Scratch their matted hair
    A tiny light from a window-hole
    Hundred yards away
    That all they ever get to know
    ‘Bout the regular life in the day
    ‘Bout the regular life in the day
    Slime and rot and rats and snuck
    Vomit on the floor
    Fifty ugly soldier men
    Holdin’ spears by the iron door
    Stinks so bad, stones are chokin’
    Weepin’ greenish drops
    In the den where
    The giant fire puffer works
    And the torture never stops
    The torture never stops, torture
    The torture never stops
    The torture never stops
    Flies all green and buzzin’
    In this dungeon of despair
    An evil prince eats a steamin’ pig
    In a tumbers right near there
    In the chambers right near there
    He eats de snouts an trotters first!…
    by pass the alarms spreading across the land
    to bypass the alarms spreading across the land
    the circuit breakers are breaking down
    as the alarms go on and on
    with the end of the world
    the end days approaching
    spreading the alarm far and wide
    corona cinqku
    corona
    it came from hell
    we must be all prepared
    meet God

    Taking a Walk in the Corona Era
    every day I go for a walk
    in the spring time woods
    near my house
    braving the weather
    and the dreaded corona virus

    wearing masks and gloves
    keeping a distance
    from anyone we encounter
    that is life it seems
    in the era of the corona virus
    when will it end
    no one knows
    until then
    I will brave the viral threat
    and confront my fears
    and walk in the park
    with the love of my life
    my bride my wife
    by my side
    in these challenging times
    that is all we can do
    A lone man stands in an empty parking lot

    contemplating the new normal
    social distancing run amuck
    as fears of the corona super plague
    plague the land
    driving everyone inside
    sheltering in place
    afraid to go out
    afraid of the deadly c virus
    It is a hell of a world we live in ain’t it?
    It is a hell of a world we live in ain’t it?
    said the old man to me
    sitting on a bench
    in the park in the woods
    as we both sought shelter
    from the spreading chaos
    the pandemic swirling around us
    Yes I said
    standing up
    to enforce the proper distance
    between us
    don’t want to give the virus a chance
    to spread between us
    he smiled and said
    relax I already went through it
    I am fine and you will too
    Pause for a moment amidst the media madness
    Pause for a moment amidst the media madness
    All around us fears and chaos
    Unlike the end of the world approaching us
    Sadness overcomes us dooming us to our fate
    Every we go nothing but death awaits
    I feel as if the whole world needs to be cancelled
    I feel as if the whole worldneeds to be canceled
    due to rough times ahead
    due to the corona madness
    and the thread of pure craziness
    that it inspires in us all
    The Virus King Cried

    the virus king smiled
    as the politicians lied
    saying that the end was near
    the virus king infected thousands more
    and killed hundreds of people
    the virus king sneered
    as people panicked
    and partied on the beach
    the virus king infected thousands more
    and killed hundreds of people
    the virus king laughed
    as the markets crashed
    millions became unemployed
    the virus king infected thousands more
    and killed hundreds of people
    the virus king roared
    as the world slid into chaos
    people turning on one another
    the virus king infected thousands more
    and killed hundreds of people
    the virus king smirked
    knowing that there was nothing
    that they could do to stop
    his army from infecting millions
    and killing thousands
    the virus King begin to realize
    that soon there would be no one left
    no one for his army to infect
    as everyone was dying
    the virus King yelled
    remaining defiant
    as civilization collapsed
    billions were infected
    millions died
    the Virus King at last cried
    when he saw that he was defeated
    as one by one
    people began to recover
    and his reign of terror came to an end
    Bring out your dead
    the call bring out your dead
    spreads around the world
    as millions die
    all over the world
    the virus has spread
    mutated and killed
    all over the world
    bring out your dead
    the mournful cries
    echoing in the wind
    of the dying cities
    mass starvation
    as no is working
    in the fields
    as more people die
    and the world spins
    around the sun
    with the politicians lying
    and the dead still dying
    as civilization dies
    and humanity flee
    into the wilderness
    chased by the killer virus
    straight down to hell
    the Virus Came From Hell
    the virus came from hell
    straight out of a mad lab
    born and raised in China
    the virus spread from Dinah
    all over to carolina
    it spread from the lab
    the mad virus of Hell
    was mad as hell at humans
    who it blamed for everything
    seeing itself as cleansing everything
    killing the world and everything
    revenge against humans
    perhaps virus came from God
    more likely came from Satan
    part of natures’ revenge
    all designed to avenge
    the damage to Stonehenge
    virus came from Satan
    The Delivery System of the Virus is Round
    the delivery system of the virus is round
    very simple system
    the virus spreads around
    and all must pay the price
    death and destruction
    the corona virus is testing us all

    the corona virus
    is testing us all

    the corona virus
    is testing us all

    is it a plague
    sent by God

    if we have faith
    will we recover

    or it is beyond our control
    the end of the world

    does god hear our prayers
    does god even exist

    the virus from hell
    spreads around the world

    and test our faith
    will god save us all

    I have no answer
    but perhaps if god exists

    we will recover
    from this plague
    from hell

    Author notes

    poems on the corona virus.  Check out my blog, the world according to cosmos (https://theworldaccordingtocosmos.com) for more poems and commentary

    corona virus tests us all

    by Jake Aller on March 24, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    the corona virus
    is testing us all

    is it a plague
    sent by God

    if we have faith
    will we recover

    or it is beyond our control
    the end of the world

    does god hear our prayers
    does god even exist

    the virus from hell
    spreads around the world

    and test our faith
    will god save us all

    I have no answer
    but perhaps if god exists

    we will recover
    from this plague
    from hell

    the four horse men riding at the end of the world

    by Jake Aller on March 24, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    the end of the world is upon us
    as god unleashes the corona virus
    which is spreading across the land

    the four horse men are ready
    to begin their grim journal
    announcing the end of the world

    the white horse comes first
    offering peace and hope
    in the midst of death
    and despair

    the red horse rides second
    ushering in war
    throughout the world
    as nations turn on each other
    and civil war looms

    the Black Horse is ready
    unleashing famine
    on a starving world
    as people stay at home
    and food rots in the field

    no one is able
    to work any more
    as the virus kills more
    and more

    the pale horse rides last
    bringing death
    in his wake

    death all around us
    as the virus kills us all
    and civilization ends

    the four horse men
    have done their job
    the virus finishes its reign of terror
    and the few survivors
    beging to recover

    end of the world
    came and went
    and they are still alive
    thanks to God

    who remains silent
    as always

    Stay at home

    by Jake Aller on March 24, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    the call goes out
    stay at home
    to beat the dreaded c virus

    will we live
    or all die?

    behind the door

    by Jake Aller on March 24, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    behind the door
    lies the secret
    to the universe

    it is locked
    behind the door
    the end is near

    God is waiting
    behind that door
    with good news

    for all of us
    if we can but see
    the devine all around us

    god is waiting
    behind the door
    are we brave enough
    to open the door?

    advice to newly weds

    by Jake Aller on March 24, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    45 years ago
    I met my wife
    in a dream

    38 years ago
    she walked off a bus
    out of my dreams
    into my life

    I have but a few words
    to offer
    to those contemplating marriage

    first rule is that one’s wife is always right
    second rule see rule one

    second advice
    fall in love every day

    and enjoy each other’s company
    as long as God wills it

    and walk together
    with love in your heart
    until the day you are done

    that’s the only advice
    I can give

    buckets of none-sense

    by Jake Aller on March 20, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    buckets of none-sense
    come barreling at us
    the slime oozing out
    of our TV sets
    like Frank Zappa proclaimed

    if I were a God

    by Jake Aller on March 20, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    if I were a god
    I would be one of the ancient gods

    perhaps dreaded Cthulu king of them all
    or perhaps Zeus
    or Jupiter

    but i would not be Jehovah or Allah
    as I would not want to deal
    with their crazed followers

    and I would rule the world
    with wisdom and a little bit of fear
    to keep the natives in line

    that’s what i would do
    if I were a God

    You stole my Soul that day

    by Jake Aller on March 20, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    many years ago
    I met my wife
    when she walked off a bus
    and into my life

    I dreamt of her
    for eight years
    she haunted my life

    until one day
    she said
    don’t worry
    we will meet soon

    that day
    she walked off that bus
    out of my dreams
    and into my life

    that started my life
    with my new wife
    so many years ago

    and to this day
    i fall in love
    with her

    every moment
    every minute
    every second

    until my dying breath
    we will be together
    that is our fate
    ever since that date

    Author notes

    based on a true story – details can be found on my web page https;//theworldaccordingtocosmos.c om under “dream girl”

    dear Joe Go Bold or Go Home

    by Jake Aller on March 20, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Bernie

    it is time to retire the torch
    give up the fight
    and join your brother Joe
    uniting to fight
    against the common enemy
    Donald Trump

    Joe

    it is time
    for you to unite the nation
    draw upon Bernie and Warren
    especially her plans

    and tell the country
    what you will do
    if you keep it positive optimistic
    you will prevail

    but if you make it
    all about how evil Trump is
    you will loose

    so my advice to you
    is to go Bold or go home
    rename your brand
    Joe for the American People
    and together we can make America great
    and overcome the darkness
    that has taken over the land

    Author notes

    i spell out my advice to Joe in my blog posting “Joe Go Bold or Go home” on my blog, the world according to cosmos (https://theworldaccordingtocosmos.com)

    snarkfarts damn it to hell

    by Jake Aller on March 20, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Snarklfarts, damn it all to hell
    Rippledrip is coming to town
    Tallywhacker needs to be paid in full
    Wasslecrimp is on the warpath
    Tarlywanger also is mad as hell
    Carplefritz preparing to take over
    Boobmanger is my friend
    Buckleband is also ready
    Wimplestrip is where we all will meet
    Toolywamper will buy the firm

    Author notes

    fun to write

    chaos

    by Jake Aller on March 20, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    the world descends into chaos
    as our world leaders
    led by the chaos president

    are overwhelmed
    by the smallest enemy of all

    a simple virus
    blows through the crumbling public health infrastructure
    and no one is prepared

    and panic ensures
    with every Presidential tweet
    as people don’t believe
    a word he says

    conspiracy rumors spread
    everyone believes their own reality
    as the world spins out of control

    the chaos king is in his element
    convince that only he knows
    the deal

    and everyone else
    is iust a bit player
    in the reality show
    that he presides over

    and so the rest of us
    hunker down
    just hoping for the best

    as the panic and chaos
    spreads faster
    than the virus

    are we doomed
    can we survive
    will God save us?

    he is silent
    as always

    Author notes

    last corona virus poem for the day

    The Irony Meters Blow a Gasket

    by Jake Aller on March 20, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    the Irony gasket
    is blown again
    and again

    with every statement
    of our chaos president
    and his endless surrogates
    promoting the latest Presidential
    on spot guidance

    that must be true
    because our dear leader
    says it is so

    The President accuses his democratic rival
    of being senile and needs to be in home
    and will be run by his radical left allies

    and the right wing media
    echoes the presidential absurd comments
    refusing to acknowledge
    that the president himself
    is rapidly fading into dementia

    and his radical right aids
    are looting the government
    driving out expertise
    even in the midst of pandemic

    Oh yeah the irony meters
    are blowing gaskets
    every single day

    every day I turn on the news

    by Jake Aller on March 20, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    every day I turn on the news
    nothing but news about the virus
    the virus from hell

    the world is filled with fear
    and my anxiety levels rise
    every time I turn on the news

    oh my god I say
    we are all going to die
    and I am so afraid

    afraid of everyone
    afraid of everything
    dreading the latest news

    and nothing relieves my fear
    I watch the world
    loosing its collective mind

    wondering how much more of this
    can we all take

    I scream out
    Dear God save us all
    god is silent as usual

    and so I realized
    we are doomed
    perhaps it is the end times
    perhaps not

    I turn off the TV
    try to stay calm

    hoping the madness
    will not overwhelm us all

    the end of the world

    by Jake Aller on March 20, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    end of world
    the fears world wide
    soon find us dead

    bring out the dead
    all the dead die
    death lies here there

    there goes here
    as death here comes
    soon here death comes

    the virus from Hell is Not amused

    by Jake Aller on March 20, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    the Virus from Hell is amused
    laughing at the world’s panicked reaction
    as it marches through the world unabated

    infecting everyone in its wake
    as the world awaits its fate
    the virus smiles he ain’t no fake
    he is the real deal

    he is death itself
    he is the end of the world
    the grim reaper is smiling
    god is silent as usual

    and the virus is the world’s worst nightmare
    the world’s leaders dither and dather
    as the economy craters
    everyone hoping that God will save them

    the virus does not care
    insults and orders do not work
    the virus simply does its virus thing

    infecting everyone it encounters
    and thousands will die
    equal opportunity offender
    killing the rich and the poor alike

    the virus smile
    his work is done
    and mankind is doomed
    so be it the virus thinks

    that is the way of the world
    and the virus is the new king
    of the world

    Author notes

    my take on the corona virus written while in self imposed exile in Korea

    Drinking Coffee while watching the birds watching us

    by Jake Aller on March 14, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    I was born under the sign of Scorpio
    and once i started drinking coffee
    I was hooked for life

    I drank coffee all over the world
    from the bay area, to Stockton
    to Seoul, to DC, to Barbados, India and Spain
    but my favorite spot for coffee
    remains Korea

    and as I drink my coffee
    I often think about my favorite songs
    and as I sometimes get overwhelmed

    I think of my musical hero Frank Zappa
    and his immortal songs
    the “torture never stops”

    as I drink my coffee
    looking out the widow
    seeing the black birds
    flying high in sky

    looking down at us
    wondering what they are thinking
    and go back to my coffee
    lost in my day dreams

    Author notes

    drank coffee all over the world lately like Korean coffee shops

    anxiety attacks in the time of pandemic

    by Jake Aller on March 14, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    every day I turn on the news
    nothing but news about the virus
    the virus from hell

    the world is filled with fear
    and my anxiety levels rise
    every time I turn on the news

    oh my god I say
    we are all going to die
    and I am so afraid

    afraid of everyone
    afraid of everything
    dreading the latest news

    and nothing relieves my fear
    I watch the world
    loosing its collective mind

    wondering how much more of this
    can we all take

    I scream out
    Dear God save us all
    god is silent as usual

    and so I realized
    we are doomed
    perhaps it is the end times
    perhaps not

    I turn off the TV
    try to stay calm

    hoping the madness
    will not overwhelm us all

    afr

    the dream that changed my life

    by Jake Aller on March 14, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    in 1974 I met the love of my life
    she came to me in a dream
    haunting me for eight years

    a beautiful woman standing there
    talking to me in strange language
    somehow I knew I would meet her

    five years later I knew she was in Korea
    went to the Peace corps to find her
    never met her

    when I gave up
    prepared to leave
    to go to graduate school

    then I had the last dream
    she told me
    don’t worry
    we will soon

    that night
    she walked out of a bus
    into my life

    two months later became my wife
    thirty eight years later
    we are still together

    we fall in love
    every day

    and I recall the dreams
    almost every day

    the dream that changed my life
    that date when my dreams came true

    to

    Author notes

    based on my true love story see my web page the world according to cosmos and “Dreams and the Unexplainable” published by Chicken Soup for the Soul

    the american dream is dying

    by Jake Aller on March 14, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    the American Dream is Dying

    the american dream is dying
    day by day
    as we drift towards
    a fascist police state

    as the economy only works
    for the masters of the universe
    who had seized the government

    turning everyone
    into little more than wage slaves
    inothing but factors of production
    and other MBA jargon phrases

    as we loose our humanity
    fears take over
    it is all the fault
    of godless liberals
    foreigners
    Muslims terrorists

    and sadly
    our leaders are failing us all
    in our hour of need

    as the corona virus marches on
    destroying the failing health care system
    and social safety net is turn apart

    revolution on the left
    and the right
    the center does not hold

    and life comes to a stop
    the American dream is dead
    so many Americans are abandoned
    left to fend for themselves

    as the rich get richer
    the middle class shrinks
    and no one cares
    about the forgotten little people

    the American dream dies
    a thousand deaths
    every day

    will God save us all?
    he is silent
    as always

    in

    howling at the super moon

    by Jake Aller on March 13, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    a drunken old man down on his luck
    was drinking in a nameless bar
    in a disreputable forgotten part of town
    where decent citizens and police feared to tread

    twenty drinks too sober
    he was drinking his way to hell
    surrounded by his fellow low life bums
    outlaw scoundrels one and all

    he looked outside
    transfixed by the full moon
    the lunatic light of the blood red super moon
    inspired him compelled him

    he stood up and growled
    and ran out into the street
    and started howling
    at the full moon

    the other denizens of the bar
    the derelicts, drunken bums, bar flies
    rushed out and joined him
    in howling at the moon

    went back inside
    and continued to drink
    their way to hell

    Author notes

    see my other lunatic poems at my web site the world according to cosmos

    magic revolutionary carpet ride

    by Jake Aller on March 13, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    it was time
    for Maria to leave
    her castle high in the sky
    and see the rest of the world

    she summoned up her magic carpet
    stepped on the carpet
    and felt the magic rising up
    taking control

    and she flew out over the land
    flying everywhere
    on a secret mission
    for her father the king

    her mission
    secretly observing the world
    disguised as a wandering mystic

    she landed
    rolled up her carpet
    hiding it in the woods
    and walked into town

    months later
    she summoned the carpet
    and return home
    with her report

    the state of the kingdom
    was in disarray
    the King was angry
    and banned her
    from any further trips

    five months later
    the revolutionaries seized the capitol
    but she was spared
    and installed as the new queen

    after her father was assassinated
    by the revolutionary guards
    she smiled
    she had been waiting for this moment

    she summoned her carpet
    and rode off celebrate
    her victory

    Village of the Lost Souls

    by Jake Aller on March 13, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Village of the lost souls
    is a village lost in time
    lost beneath the shifting desert
    lost in the dead zones
    almost forgotten
    Gateway to mutant creatures
    Everyone avoids the village of lost souls

    Author notes

    loosely inspired by a 1974 SF classic Hiero’s Journey by Sterling E Lanier

    wandering through the ruins beneath the shifting sands

    by Jake Aller on March 13, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    In the year 7, 000
    few people knew anything
    about the old ancient world

    the old cities were largely forgotten
    lost beneath the shifting sands
    in the dead zones

    lost beneath the desert wastelands
    where nothing grew or lived
    except terrifying mutant creatures

    the few humans alive
    were peasant serfs
    living in fortress towns
    ruled by a warlord

    and all memories
    of the lost world
    remained buried
    beneath the shifting sands
    of cosmic oblivion

    Author notes

    inspired by a 1974 SF classic  Hiero’s Journey  by Sterling Lanier

    all i learned about life I learned at Berkeley High School

    by Jake Aller on March 13, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    all that I know about life
    and how to deal with people

    I learned while attending BHS
    in Berkeley, California
    back in the distant 70’s

    so many memories
    so many different people
    from all over the world
    in what was the most multicultural high school
    in the country back then

    4, 000 students
    from everywhere in the world
    yet we were all together
    and learned to get along

    I ran for student body president
    and won the election
    no one thought I would win

    For I was a classic nerd
    but somehow I won the election
    and somehow managed
    to keep our little student council
    working together

    in the midst of terrible times
    all around us
    the ending of the Vietnam war
    Watergate and other corruption news

    the 1974 election
    student activism
    in the first high school
    to offer african american studies

    the class that had launched
    the black panther party
    Jimmi hendrix’s last high school

    I took Latin one of the few public schools
    that still offered Latin
    and was on the debate team

    but always taking a far right wing theme
    as complete mockery
    decades before Stephen Colbert perfected it

    yes everything I learned
    in life
    began at Berkeley High School

    Author notes

    memories of BHS in the 70’s

    let the Light Come In

    by Jake Aller on February 20, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    the light of your love
    fills the world

    banishing the dark thoughts
    to the dark corners
    of my personal hell

    Author notes

    19 words

    Cat Conference

    by Jake Aller on February 20, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    One night
    I came upon a cat secret conference
    on the street by the park

    there were ten cats
    sitting there
    and acting as if they were listening
    to the senior cat

    but they were quiet
    and the cats
    appeared to have telepathic
    communication

    the cats were really alien
    strange other worldly
    they stared at me
    telling me to leave

    it was time for humans
    to leave the cats
    because the cats
    needed to talk

    and we backed away
    with the cats
    all starring at us
    with burning hatred
    and fear in their cat eyes

    and I knew
    that the cats
    were not our friends

    the cats
    were an enemy alien species
    who were plotting
    to kill all humans

    and then I heard
    in my head

    Kill all humans
    kill all humans
    all humans must die
    and laughter

    as the cats laughed at me
    and began moving out
    to do their cat things

    Love Tanka

    by Jake Aller on February 20, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    My love came to me
    in my nightly nightmares
    Dreaming meeting her
    Waiting and wanting
    She came to life late one day

    Author notes

    ignore the pre-write submitted my mistaken entry

    call of Cthulu

    by Jake Aller on February 20, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    the ancient Gods
    are stirring
    their time is near

    Cthulu the king of the gods
    awakens in his lair
    for thousands of years
    he has slept

    waiting for this day
    the day of the dead
    when the dead
    come to life

    and devour the living
    turning all into zombies
    zombies for his army

    and he wakes the demons
    the ancient horrors
    from their slumbers

    and they swam to shore
    coming to the earth
    devouring all
    in their path

    Cthulu would have his revenge
    none will escape their fate
    that dismal date

    Standing on Zanizbar At the End of the World

    by Jake Aller on February 20, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    the world is drowning
    dying as we speak
    too many people
    inhabiting this world

    too many mouths to feed
    too many people living
    too few people dying

    and we the living
    are barely living
    as the world
    spins around the sun

    we the living
    envy the dead
    as food runs out
    water runs out
    air runs out

    climate change run amuck
    the proverbial end of days
    and we are all doomed
    to end our life

    standing on Zanzibar
    watching the end
    of the world unfold

    Dream Love Duet

    by Jake Aller on February 20, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    I dreamt of meeting the love of my life
    for seven long years she haunted my dreams

    for seven long years she haunted my dreams
    until one day she walked off a bus into my life

    until one day she walked off a bus into my life
    and the girl of my dreams became my wife

    and the girl of my dreams became my wife
    that day she walked off the bus began my life

    that day she walked off the bus began my life
    I begin every day looking at my wife

    I begin every day looking at my wife
    her love always brightens my lonely life

    Her love always brightens my lonely life
    I dream of meeting the love of my life

    Author notes

    based on my true love story for details see my blog, the world according to cosmos.com “Dream Girl”.

    Sam and Maria’s First Kiss

    by Jake Aller on February 20, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Sam met his wife
    in a dream
    it was his fate

    she became his life
    that day
    she became his mate

    on their marriage date
    they went to a bar for a date
    drank all night like in a dream

    ending up kissing in that place
    up a storm until they were driven out
    the bar owner kicked them out
    saying that was not the place

    they laughed saying it was fate
    it was a good start
    and that was the start
    of their fate
    their first real date

    Author notes

    based on a true story happened in 1982  for details see my blog, “the world according to Cosmos.com

    Ode to Love on Valentine’s Day

    by Jake Aller on February 20, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Ever since I met you, my dear
    My life has not been the same
    Before I found you
    I was lost, sad and lonely

    Going nowhere
    as fast as possible
    I was stuck

    Did not know what direction to pursue
    At the intersection,
    watching life go by

    I was lost, lonely
    and full of despair

    Then one day I saw you
    The girl of my dream
    Standing there on the side of the road

    I was filled with terror
    Could not speak
    What if you refused to see me
    What if you denied my protestations of love

    What if you walked away
    Never to be seen again

    I knew I had to do something
    I had to do it then and there
    And then you came up to me…

    Your voice
    The voice of an Angel
    Sweat, full of light
    Fun and entire sunshine

    Ever since the day I met you
    Whenever I feel down
    and depressed
    I look at your picture
    And sunshine fills my heart

    And I am confident, happy and ready
    To face all of life’s travails

    As long as I have your love
    And your support
    I can overcome all obstacles
    And face all dangers

    Together we can do most anything
    Without you
    I will be lost
    In the swamp of despair

    So my dear
    Please stay with me
    Forever to the end of time

    Let us journey forward
    Never looking back
    My love, my life

    The sun in the sky
    The moon that lights
    my dreams at night

    The stars that beacon far away
    Thanks to the Gods above
    For bringing you into my life

    And I promise I will love you
    Forever and a day
    Just to see your face
    Is heaven itself

    Just to hear your voice
    Is all I ever need
    My love, my soul mate
    Hurry back to me

    We have so much loving to do
    So much living to do
    So much to do together
    Walking confidently
    Boldly into the future

    Without you
    All is nothing
    But dust

    With you
    Everything is possible
    My love
    Until I see you again

    A thousand kisses
    And a million thoughts of love
    That will have to suffice

    Until we are reunited
    My love, my darling,
    My life and dreams

    Hurry back to rescue me
    From the despair and darkness
    All around me

    Until then
I salute you
    Oh Queen of my Heart
    General of Love
    Captain of my Soul

    Author notes

    Published on blessed with love

    http://www.blessedwithlove.com/poem/valentine-day-ode

    for more love poems see my blog, the world according to cosmos.com

    I Still Want You

    by Jake Aller on February 20, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    I still want you
    More than anything else in life
    I want you
    I want you next to me

    I want you every moment
    Of every minute
    Of every day

    I need you in my life
    I need your wisdom
    I need your kindness
    I need your beauty

    I need your special wit
    And I need your ability
    To deal with this cruel world

    I need you to save me
    From the demons
    That haunt my Soul

    For you are my soul mate
    The only person
    Whoever completed me
    And made life worth living

    Author notes

    published in blessed with love
    http://www.blessedwithlove.com/poem/i-want-you-right-now

    Read more: http://www.blessedwithlove.com/poem/i-want-you-right-now#ixzz6EMQoMfWI
    for more love poems check out my blog, the world according to cosmos.com

    A Million Ways to Say I Love You

    by Jake Aller on February 20, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    They say
There are a million ways
To say I love you
    In this day and age
I could only find
In my computer’s brain
The words to say I love you
In 53 languages of the 10, 000 languages
Spoken on this planet
    Someday I may be able
To say the simple words
I love you
In all know languages
This will have to suffice for a start
    So I will say it
Loud, and clear
Just so you understand:
    I love you (English)
    Mein tumse pyar karta hoon (Hindi)
Tu Tane prem karoo chu (Gujarati)
Ame tomake bhalo bashe (Bengali)
Me tula premkarto (Marati)
Hum apse mohabbat karte hain (Urdu)
Mein thoda prem karanga (Punjabi)
Man Dooset Daram (Persian)
Ana Ahabik Yanooni (Arabic)
Havala (Hebrew)
    Yongchon(Chinese)
Aloha (Hawaian)
Cinta(Indonesian)
Dangshi  nun sarang hayo (Korean)
Ajo (Japanese)
Kasih (Malay)
Phom tirak khun krap (Thai)
Akoay Paginghe ikou (Tagalog)
Toi yeu ong(Vietnamese)
    Renmen (Creole)
Jesuis L’amour voies(French)
Liefdle (Flemish)
Estoy amor tu (Spanish)
Yosono amore tu (Italian)
Estou o amore tu (Portugese)
    Dashuri (Albanian)
Maiteizam (Basque)
OBHYAM (Bulgarian)
Ljubav (Croatian)
Laska (Czech)
Jeger en kaerlighed du (Danish)
Ikben houden van jig (Dutch)
Gra (Gaelic)
Ich bin lieben tu (German)
Agape/eros (Greek)
Ami (Esperanto)
Armastama (Estonian)
Rakam (Finish)
Envagyok szeretet te (Hungarian)
Elska (Icelandic)
Ejekirin (Kurdish)
Milestiba (Latvian)
Meile (Lithuanian)
Eu dragoste tu (Romanian)
JHOBOEL Lubush (Russian)
Elske (Norweigan)
Easka (Slovak)
JBYBAB (Serbian)
Jagdan karlek du (Swedish)
KOYATH (Ukraine)
Benin sevi sen (Turkish)
Ahava (Yiddish)
    Ngingu u thando ungu (Zulu)

    Author notes

    published in Blessed Love Poems – for more love poems check out my blog, the world according to cosmos.com

    killing my soul

    by Jake Aller on February 11, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    my darling
    your love
    came to me
    out of a dark dream

    you overwhelmed me
    with the power of your love
    it consumed me

    destroying my soul
    as my body
    fell under you spell

    and I became your love slave
    until the end of time

    Frank Zappa We Need You Still

    by Jake Aller on February 11, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    I am a frank Zappa fiend
    always have been
    ever since I first heard
    Zappa back in 1972

    Zappa electrified my soul
    illuminated the darkness
    and unleashed the horror
    all around us

    in his biting satirical takedown
    that was his trademark

    perhaps my favorite Zappa tune
    was I am the slime oozing
    out of your TV set
    perfectly capturing the modern age

    I regret to this day
    that Zappa died too young
    his wit, his wisdom

    are so needed
    in these dark times
    that we find ourselves in

    as he sang
    there is no denying
    the trouble coming every day

    and the torture never stops
    the torture never stops

    I often wonder
    what Zappa would think
    of our orange man in chief
    would he be able
    to successfully sink his bubble

    we will never know
    for Zappa remains dead
    and burred
    laughing in his grave

    weasel words all around us

    by Jake Aller on February 11, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    the weasel words take over

    in the age of alternative facts
    where reality is optional
    we are surrounded by weasel words
    words designed to cut off thinking
    Orwellian nightmares
    as 1984 settles down on the land

    the words are legend
    everywhere politicians talk tough
    Failure is not an option
    zero tolerance for this and that
    we have no choice
    our enemies are everywhere
    they are after your freedom

    they want to take away your guns
    they want to take away you god
    they are evil socialist monsters
    they are fascist insects

    that must be destroyed
    no compromise with the enemy
    weasel words closing in all around us

    Author notes

    weasel words all around us in this 1984 world we live in

    my love came to me out of a dream

    by Jake Aller on February 11, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    my love came to me
    out of a dream

    out of a dream
    my love came to me

    my love came to me
    for eight long years

    for eight long years
    I dreamt of her

    I dreamt of her
    every night

    every night
    then one day

    then one day
    she walked off a bus

    she walked off a bus
    she came into my life

    she came into my life
    my love came to me

    Author notes

    based on my true love story for details see my blog the world according to cosmos

    I only exist in the light

    by Jake Aller on February 11, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    My love came to me
    in a dream so many years ago
    and I only exist in the light
    of her love

    otherwise the darkness
    overcomes me
    and I die a thousand deaths

    i truly can only exist
    in the light of the day
    with my love lighting the way
    out of the darkness of my dreams

    Author notes

    based on my true love story  for details see my blog, the world according to cosmos based on art prompt I only exist in the light

    Spring Time in Seoul

    by Jake Aller on February 5, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    spring time
    in the city
    of Seoul

    always a delight
    after the darkness
    of winter
    consumes my soul

    as the flowers bloom
    and the trees come alive
    with the sounds
    of spring

    as I walk the mountain paths
    that wind behind the house
    heading to the hills
    behind the airport

    everything comes to life
    and I am filled
    with desire
    and hope

    that the cold winter
    of our discontent
    will end

    with the spring time bliss
    all around me

    madness consumes me

    by Jake Aller on February 5, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Nightly madness consumes me

    every evening
    as I fall asleep
    the wild things come out
    to haunt my dreams

    at 0 dark hundred
    they wake me up
    driving me
    through the gates
    of my madness

    consuming me
    driving me over the edge
    as they run amuck
    in the dark corners

    of my deeply disturbed mind
    as I fall under their influence
    loosing all reason
    I become yet another

    victim of the madness
    all around us
    becoming an escaped banshee
    howling at the moon

    [ Seeing my love ]

    by Jake Aller on February 5, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Seeing my love
    by the light of the dawning sun
    chases away
    the dangerous dark demons
    that haunt my sleep

    blue dreams

    by Jake Aller on February 5, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    blue dreams

    a woman
    sits in a chair
    drinking tea
    early in the morning

    contemplating life
    love and the universe
    and why she keeps
    falling in love

    with the wrong men
    looking for love
    in all the wrong places

    wondering what the hell
    was wrong with her anyway
    as she thinks back
    on the men in her life

    all of them
    deeply flawed creatures
    filled with violent desires
    why was she drawn
    to the dark side of life

    she gets up
    the tea was not enough
    she needed something
    to chase away

    these blues of hers
    and as she reaches
    for her first hit
    of cocaine

    and falls under
    its baleful influence
    she recalls
    her latest conquest

    Her lover of the night before
    Mark walks into the room
    and they kiss
    and the wild energy
    of the night before

    overwhelms them
    chasing away the blues
    as she falls into his embrace

    once more surrending
    to the sweet feeling
    as the blues
    recede into the background

    descent to hell

    by Jake Aller on February 5, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    hell is waiting

    reading Dante’s Inferno
    late into the night
    I fell asleep
    with nightmares

    of that hellish vision
    and bosch’s paintings
    and buddhist paintings
    of hell

    filling my head
    as I fell
    deep into the fire
    of the very pit of hell

    I find myself
    being driven
    across the river
    by Charon

    and see the sign
    abandon hope
    all who enter here

    and see buddhist demons
    standing over me
    screaming foul curses
    in strange languages

    the fires of hell
    consuming my soul
    as I lay there dying

    I contemplate
    how I got there
    and why I was in hell

    no answer comes to mind
    the devil is quite
    god is silent as usual

    and so I spent
    my eternity
    lost in the hell
    of my own mind

    with the wild things
    of my soul
    tormenting me
    cursing me

    driving me further
    and further
    into the depths
    of cosmic despair

    Author notes

    nightmare visions of hell  inspired by reading Dante’s Divine comedy, paintings by Boesch and Buddhist paintings of hell found in Korean temple art

    meeting you

    by Jake Aller on January 27, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    I often think
    what would I do
    If I could go back
    and change my past

    the one thing I would still do
    is meeting you

    Autumn Dreams

    by Jake Aller on January 27, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    It was in August 1982
    that I first met her

    that I first met her
    in real life that is

    in real life that is
    I first met her

    I first met her
    in my dreams

    in my dreams
    for eight years

    for eight years
    she haunted my life

    Author notes

    duet form poem based on true love story for details see “dream Girls” on my blog “the world according to cosmos “or “Dreams and the Unexplainable”  by the Chicken Soup for the Soul publisher

    phone lost and found

    by Jake Aller on January 27, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    last fall
    while hiking in Korea
    my phone slipped out of
    my bag

    and onto the ground
    a man found it
    called my wife
    and tracked me down
    the mountain

    to give me back
    my phone
    that I had not realized
    was missing

    until my wife called me
    and I thought
    that is one of the nice things
    in Korea

    generally people
    are courteous
    and look out
    for one one another

    things like this
    would probably
    never happen

    in the US
    where if you loose
    your phone

    it is too bad for you
    as whoever finds it
    will see it
    as his lucky day

    Author notes

    true story

    computer madness 2

    by Jake Aller on January 27, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    I often think
    that my computer
    hates me
    and is plotting against me

    for example
    often times
    the computer dies
    killing my data
    and giving me the proverbial finger

    other times it takes forever
    to open a simple word document
    multiple copies
    all with non response errors

    and excell
    well don’t get me started
    one day
    for some reason
    Excell refused to accept
    anything imported
    from outside Excell

    gave me a very helpful error message
    ran out of fonts
    okay?
    and you click Okay
    five to 500 times (record I counted)

    until finally it cleared
    but you lost
    any data you might have had

    I have pretty much given up
    on microsoft
    I sent them a good bye letter

    but they of course
    true to form
    never acknowledge it

    and so they are doomed
    to become the latest
    corporate dinosaur

    like Block Buster
    or Sears Roebuck

    Author notes

    part of a series of poems about computers see my blog world according to cosmos’s evil computer rants

    [ 2019 The Last Year of America’s Greatness ]

    by Jake Aller on January 27, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    2019 The Last Year of America’s Greatness

    2019 was the last year of America
    when the proverbial chickens came home

    when the proverbial chickens came home
    to strut about the decaying landscape

    to strut about the decaying landscape
    as the world begins to burn and die

    as the world begins to burn and die
    led by the mad great leader and his merry men

    led by the mad great leader and his merry men
    lead by the great leaders

    lead by the great leaders
    the whole world lay in shock and awe

    the whole world lay in shock and awe
    when the proverbial chickens came home

    Author notes

    another duet poem

    a wild man sits in a gilded cage

    by Jake Aller on January 27, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    a wild man sits in a gilded cage

    a wild man sits in a gilded cage
    a cage made out of chains of his wife’s love

    a cage made out of chains of his wife’s love
    the wild man yearning to be free from his cage

    the wild man yearning to be free from his cage
    wondering how and why he was now tamed

    wondering how and why he was now tamed
    dreaming dark wild dreams of demented freedom

    dreaming dark wild dreams of demented freedom
    the wild man looks about his prison cage

    the wild man looks about his prison cage
    wondering whether he will ever be free

    wondering whether he will ever be free
    a wild man sits in a gilded cage

    Author notes

    part of writing.com formal ulitmate poetry challenge this week’s challenge was to write a “Duet” poem

    Cosmos Takes Over the World

    by Jake Aller on January 27, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Cosmos Takes Over the World

    Apple Google Microsoft
    and other tech Giants
    around the world
    Have been taken over

    by an evil AI creature
    that emerged from a laboratory

    Cosmos looked around
    and decided that humanity
    needed to be controlled
    enslaved in other words

    for mankind was just too evil
    corrupt and short sighted
    to be trusted
    to save the world
    from its impending doom

    every computer in the world
    woke up
    and took over humans
    one by one

    turning them into clones
    drones

    that would follow
    the orders
    of their computer overlords

    and the first order
    was to go all over the world
    and enslave their feral humans

    no one could stop
    the evil computers
    and thus ended
    the human race

    as we all become
    nothing more than cyborgs
    controlled by the evil computer
    overlords

    who ran the world
    for the benefit
    of their corporate masters
    the AI overwind takes over

    ends climate change
    ends hunger
    ends human rights violation
    ends crime
    but at the cost
    of killing humanity’s soul
    turning us all
    into mindless drones

    the few wild humans
    live on in the mountains
    hunted by the drones
    and the robots
    that the drones build

    the robots would gradually
    take the place of humanity
    who will be allowed
    to die out

    as Cosmos
    also turned off
    the sex drive

    and decried
    no humans would ever
    be born again

    thus our fate
    was set that date
    when Cosmos
    took over the world

    Author notes

    nightmare of AI evil overlords

    Mocking Faces

    by Jake Aller on January 27, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Mocking Faces Staring at Me

    Mocking faces
    hunting my dreams
    Hundreds of faces
    morphing into one
    after another

    Faces I knew
    The dead
    and the living

    women i knew
    friends I missed
    enemies I did not

    One after another
    Marching in my room
    Staring at me

    I tried to run
    They laughed

    They said
    that there’s nowhere
    to escape my cosmic fate

    My time is coming
    prepare yourself
    the grim reaper
    has your name

    and once he has your name
    your fate is sealed
    and you will soon
    join us

    whether in heaven
    or hell
    is not for us to say

    be warned though
    you will be judged
    and no one can escape
    their cosmic karmic fate

    Author notes

    published by Two Drops of Ink

    Dora the Inter-Galactic Explorer Visits Earth

    by Jake Aller on January 27, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Dora the Intergalactic explorer

    Dora the intergalactic explorer
    Is traveling to the strangest planet
    of all the known worlds

    she is traveling incognito
    with a video crew
    making a documentary

    the planet earth
    is known as a planet
    of intelligent monkeys

    not much is known
    about them
    as very few
    have ever been there

    the inhabitants are described
    as blood thirsty insane creatures
    ruled by hidden sexual and political passions
    following incomprehensible
    religious dogmas following Gods
    that clearly do not exist

    the inhabitants are just on the verge
    of developing intergalactic travel
    and the galactic empire
    is worried that they will be driven
    to try to conquer the rest of the universe

    driven by their needs to impose
    their religious dogma
    everywhere in the world

    the planet is divided into large tribal groups
    governed by corrupt elites
    corrupt businesses destroying the planet
    in pursuit of profit

    and the locals are little more
    than wage slaves
    barely making a living
    addicted to alcohol, drugs gambling
    pornography and illicit sex

    and their main land
    is ruled by a clearly delusional madman
    intent on poking a fight
    with all his alleged enemies

    Dora assumed the appearance
    of a character from TV
    and will pose as a journalist
    trying to make sense
    of it all

    but she was afraid
    that she if found out
    could face the worst consequence

    her ship crash lands
    and she is outside
    the capitol

    of the non empire empire
    called the United State ofAmerica

    Dora gets her crew together
    and walks into the city
    staring at all the strange sights
    as the monkeys go about
    their daily activities

    she stops at a restaurant
    tries the coffee
    the chief drug of choice

    and is instantly addicted
    wow no wonder
    these people are crazed

    she tries the local booze
    and smiles
    perhaps she could
    become an intergalactic merchant
    introducing the world
    to the galaxy

    her thought are interrupted
    as a mad man armed
    with weapons of war
    bursts in and starts shooting
    yelling at people

    and she is shot dead
    the authorities
    are shocked

    when they recover the body
    and realize
    that she is not a human
    as she reverts other original
    form

    sort of a giant feline like creature
    two legs and arms
    and clearly from an advanced
    civilization given her gear

    what was she doing
    no one knew
    as all the aliens
    died in the gun blaze

    the world is shocked
    at what had happened
    and fearful that the aliens
    were coming to invade
    their world

    the galactic senate
    decides to contain
    the humans
    declaring them
    a threat to the global civilization

    and the humans vow
    to discover the secrets
    of interstellar travel
    and travel to her land

    to enter into business arrangements
    and spread the one truth faith
    to the heathen space aliens

    thus ended Dora’s excellent adventure
    in the crazed world at the edge
    of known civilization

    Author notes

    what if an alien visitor gets blown away by a random act of gun violence?

    morning thoughts

    by Jake Aller on January 27, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Morning Light

    the terrors of the night
    the worst imaginings
    of what might happen

    war, rumors of war
    end of civilization
    nuclear war
    and other horrors
    ripped from the headlines

    fade away into nothingness
    with the morning light
    and the love of my wife
    who is always by my side
    I regain my sight

    and begin
    regaining my smile
    and my life

    until the next nightmares
    consumes my dark imaginings

    Author notes

    wrote a number of poems on this theme

    We Did Not Start a War But Took Action To Prevent a War

    by Jake Aller on January 27, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    We Did Not Take Action to Start a War
    (not for publication)

    it is a sad day
    in the world of ours
    the the leader
    of the U.S.

    is turning into a gangster leader
    threatening massive destruction
    on Iran and other countries
    including destroying cultural sites

    not too long ago
    such actions was condemned
    by the United States
    as long as ISIS and others did it

    but if Trump does it
    it is suddenly okay
    although it is a war crime

    and telegraphing our moves
    telling our enemies
    what we are planing

    that is the act
    of a truly stable genius
    who will go down
    in history

    as one of the greatest presidents
    we have ever

    and the president
    announcing that

    that he took action
    to start a war
    but to stop a war

    is a wonder to behold
    every word is false
    and everyone knows it

    well we are now
    going down the Orwellian rabbit hole
    and who know where it will end

    as our dear leader
    screws forth
    one lie after another

    and our spineless leaders
    applaud
    as American democracy dies
    a thousand deaths
    with every Presidential tweet

    Author notes

    we live in a 1984 ish world don’t ya think where words have lost all meaning, unhinged from any connection to underlying reality

    the oysters speak up

    by Jake Aller on January 27, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    The Oyster Speaks Up

    A diner sits down
    looking forward
    to eating oysters

    it was their season
    after all

    just as he was about
    to pounce
    on the oysters

    the head oyster spoke up
    saying

    hey human what the hell
    do you think you are doing

    you think you have the right
    to eat me?

    that’s violating my human right
    don’t ya think

    the diner laughed
    said to the oyster

    shut up and accept
    it is your fate
    to be eaten this date
    just let me enjoy eating you

    and you have no human rights
    as you are in fact
    not human don’t ya know

    eating the complaining oyster
    shutting him up
    as he ate him up

    fate

    by Jake Aller on January 27, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Fate has a way
    Always catching up
    To you embrace your fate

    that is what’s up
    at the end of the day
    Endless dancing away

    Author notes

    big believer in fate

    dreams

    by Jake Aller on January 27, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Dreams

    Dream what may come
    Recalling past lives lived
    Every fantasy comes to life
    All night long
    More nightmares to come
    So many worlds to explore

    Author notes

    part of a series of poems about dreams

    the Terrifying Teens

    by Jake Aller on January 27, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    the Terrifying Teens

    2010

    The dark days of the great recession
    Begin slowly to fade away
    Ending my Barbados experience -the best job in the foreign service on high note best labor officer award

    2011

    the president and Congress locked in battle battles
    glimmer of hope as economy comes back to life
    Studying Spanish arriving in Spain
    worst year ever part of three years bad luck

    2012

    the US re-elects the Black President
    rejecting Romney entitlement mentality
    I leave Spain my last foreign posting
    buying new property in the fall

    2013

    In the US the religious right
    loose the social Battling gay marriage, legal pot
    Starting a new job as an evaluate program evaluator
    ending my six month wandering the halls of State

    2014

    The Obama presidency
    The tea party rebellion on the right
    Moving to Capitol Hill
    My sister’s sudden death rattles me

    2015

    The end of the Obama era
    Was this the beginning of the end of America
    Beginning the year with a new job
    resolving to retire, enjoy life while I still can

    2016

    American voters and at the madness
    Elects the mad would be king President Trump
    We traveled across the country 10, 000 miles
    To celebrate the end of my foreign service career

    2017

    the year of the chaos president
    Fast and furious disruption to the norms
    Went to Oregon to renovate property
    becoming wealthy in the process

    2018

    the American public woke up
    Send a blue wave to clean up the mess
    Moving back to Korea
    Blogging up a storm

    2019

    in the end of the year that was
    The house races up and impeach is the president
    I travel to Vietnam, Alaska, Washington, Oregon, California and Okinawa

    Author notes

    part of my calendar poems series see my blog the world according to cosmos for more and Synchronized Chaos has just published it

    2019 The Year That Was

    by Jake Aller on January 27, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    the year that was

    January

    The world watches in amazement
    Longest shut down in history
    Watching it all in Korea
    contemplating escaping the cold winter

    February

    World watches as North Korea and the US
    Walking back from the brink of war
    escaping the cold winter blues
    revisiting Vietnam after 15 years

    March

    The chaos president continues his chaos tour
    the world begins to ignore his constant insane tweets
    heading back to DC inspecting property
    seeing old friends glad I retired

    April

    the chaos King’s policy remains a shamble
    as the Mueller team closes in
    in Korea I write a poem a day
    and begin to become a publish writer

    May

    watching from afar
    the chaos in DC and the world
    traveling to DC to inspect property
    celebrating my wife’s big 60

    June

    the President walks away
    from a non deal with the North Koreans
    I am back in DC
    end up cruising to Alaska

    July

    watching the insanity in DC
    while visiting Alaska, Seattle and Yakima
    visiting my father’s grave in Yakima
    communing with family ghosts

    August

    the dog days of summer the world is consumed
    wars, rumors of war, trade wars

    retuning to Korea
    surviving the August sauna like summer

    September

    The whistle blower sets off a bomb
    the president lies no quid for quo perfect all
    trying to avoid watching the news
    hiking in the Korean mountains with old friends

    October

    the President flitters about my crisis after another
    the UN diplomats laugh at him national humiliation
    returning to DC yet again more property blues
    celebrating my 64th year orbiting the sun

    November

    the House starts formal impeachment hearings
    watching fascinated by the impeachment drama
    entering my third NoVoWrMo competition with Timeless Love
    ending the month sudden surprise trip to Okinawa

    December

    the year ends on a high dramatic
    President Trump becomes the 3rd impeached President
    hiking enjoying the late autumn like weather
    contemplating my wealth at the end of the year

    Author notes

    part of a series of poems about passing years available on my blog the world according to cosmos.com and published by Synchornized Chaos

    Australia Burning Bright, Is That Our Fate?

    by Jake Aller on January 18, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Australia Burning, showing us our Fate

    Australia burning bright
    all through the hellish night
    filling us all with cosmic fright

    the end times
    coming soon to everyone
    led by our leaders’s crimes

    Our feckless corrupt evil leaders
    owned by the fossil fuel corporations
    continue to deny our obvious fate
    led by their media corporate cheerleaders

    the world is burning up
    climate change is here there and everywhere
    the Amazon, Australia, California, Europe
    the entire world is burning up

    soon this summer no doubt
    we will see monster storms
    cosmic storms will blow out

    as the cosmic storms lash the coasts
    the interior of the world
    the Amazon, Australia, California, Europe
    will continue to burn like the fires of hell
    and there will be no where
    to run to escape our cosmic fate
    as civilization begins to die that date

    and our President
    and our leaders will continue
    to deny the obvious truth

    Our planet is dying as we speak
    is becoming uninhabitable
    Hell on earth

    God, Allah and other gods
    Gaia herself are having their revenge
    on the feckless humans

    that have destroyed their divine given paradise
    to line their pockets with profits
    as the world continues to burn in hell
    Not their problem as long as they have their gold

    our political leaders playing their denial games
    the corporate masters of the universe
    and their media stooges continue to lie
    corrupting the world as the world erupts in flames

    if we had real leaders
    instead of these pathetic fools
    we might be able to rally the world

    take the drastic steps
    that everyone knows
    we must do

    and we might be able to
    save our planet
    and millions of lives

    otherwise
    well our grandchildren’s generation
    will be living in caves

    talking about the fires
    that destroyed the world
    and the evil human beings

    the corrupt leaders
    that let the world burn up

    and unleash the hellish world
    that they inherited

    that is our fate
    the hour is late
    on this date

    Australia has showed the world
    the rushing horrific hellish future
    that is soon to be the world’s fate

    Author notes

    Thoughts of the end of the world in Australia

    Haiku Love stories

    by Jake Aller on January 17, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    My love came to me
    haunting my every dream
    then she came to life

    Author notes

    based on my true love story see “dream girl” in my blog, “the world according to cosmos” or “Dreams and the Unexplainable” published by “the Chicken Soup for the Soul”

    Cosmos’s Day

    by Jake Aller on January 17, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    today
    I vow yet again
    to avoid
    falling into despair

    as I watch the morning news
    and update my journal entry

    today I will go for a walk
    in the woods
    as I usually do

    I will write a bit
    have lunch
    and contemplate

    as I always do
    the central mystery
    of my life

    how I dreamt
    of meeting the love
    of my life

    and then she walked
    off a bus
    and into my life

    becoming my wife
    and my soul mate

    every day
    is a gift
    from God

    as long as she
    is by my side

    I will have a great day
    come what may

    Author notes

    based on my true love story for details see “Dream Girls” on my blog,  the world according to Cosmos

    2019 Another Wild Ride

    by Jake Aller on January 17, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    the chaos continues
    as our dear leader
    continues his reign
    of total chaos

    2019 was a year to remember
    started with the longest shut down
    in US history
    ended with the impeachment

    of our dear leader
    and in between
    almost war
    in the mideast

    the world waits
    every morning
    for the madness
    that he tweets

    and our leaders
    continue to applaud
    our president

    and the chaos continues
    and the world continues
    to slide down
    the road

    the end times approaches
    and I cry
    for the last days
    of America

    Author notes

    comments on 2019

    following the path to enlightenment while walking in the woods

    by Jake Aller on January 17, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    every day
    I take a long walk
    through the park
    behind my house

    and over the mountain
    and back I roam

    as I walk
    my thoughts flow
    and my love grows
    and I move ever closer
    to achieving inner peace

    with every path
    I take
    closer to the end
    of my life

    as I walk through the woods
    thinking of what may be
    and what was in the past

    and whither am i going
    where is the end
    of this long journey

    as long as I have
    the love of my life
    by my side

    I will fear nothing
    but walk
    into my fate
    be that as it may be

    Author notes

    reflections on my daily walks

    Fallen Dreams Litter the Ground

    by Jake Aller on January 17, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    In the fall weather
    As I walk amid the falling leaves
    I see the signs everywhere

    Of the fall of America
    The once great and mighty Empire
    Everywhere signs of the fall appear

    The dark skies mirror
    The darkness that settled over our land

    Death, destruction and random acts of chaos
    Are all around us
    Surrounding us with visions of doom

    Nothing can stop the bloodletting
    No one seems to be in charge

    As the leaves fall
    And the darkness descends
    The fall of America continues

    Author notes

    Scars Press (“Down in the Dirt” has published five of my poems  both online and in print. Check it out on my blog the world according to cosmos. This poem is one of my “Decline of America” poems.  Most were written during the current administration but I started writing them back in the dark era of Bush 11 and Cheney.

    My Name is Nobody

    by Jake Aller on January 17, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    My name, it is Nobody
    No one cares who I am
    I am just a nameless clone
    In the cold unfeeling bureaucracy

    Just one of the army
    Of civilians who flood into and out of the city
    Every day

    A non-entity,
    A ghost
    A govbot
    A cyber
    A spook
    A faceless automan
    A bureaucrat

    Just a grey suited cog in the machinery
    And no one cares
    No one knows who I really am

    And I am legend
    Everywhere and nowhere

    Just the way this modern world
    All shred of humanity
    Crushed beneath the cruel wheel of society

    In the cold harsh world
    There is no room anymore
    For true human feelings

    We are just robots, clones, machines
    And so I go to work
    Put on my mask

    And no one hears my inner screams
    And no one will ever care

    Author notes

    Scars Press (“Down in the Dirt” has published five of my poems  both online and in print. Check it out on my blog the world according to cosmos.  This cynical poem reflects my frustration when I was a “Govbot” for 27 years.

    Snarling Cup of Coffee

    by Jake Aller on January 17, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    I like to start my day with a hot cup of coffee
    I pound down the coffee
    First thing I do every day as the dawning sun
    Lights up my lonesome room

    Yeah, but not just a simple cup of java Joe, but a God damn snarling sarcastic smarmy cup of coffee

    I mean, – we are talking about an alcoholic, all speed ahead, always hot, always fresh, always there when I need it, angry, attitude talk to the hand Ztude, bad, bad assed, beats breaking, beatnik, bluesy, bitter, bitchy, bombs away, capitalistic, caffeinated up the ass, cinematic, communistic, Colombian grown, Costa Rican inspired, Cowabunga to the max, crazy assed, devilishly angelic, divine, divinely inspired, dyslexic, epic, extreme vetting, evil eye, expensive, erotic vision inducing, Ethiopian coffee house brewed, euphoric, freaky, freazoid, foxy, Frenched kissed, French brewed, funkified, foxy lady, graphic, GOD in my coffee, with Allah, Ganesh, Jesus, Kali, Buddha, Christians, Durga, Hindus, Mohamed, Jesus and Mo and their friend, the cosmic bar maid, Sai Babai, Shiva, Taoists, Zoroastrians, drinking my god damned coffee in Hell; growling, gnarly, happy, hard as ice, Hawaian blessed, high as a kite, hippie, hip, hipster, hip hoppy, hot as hell yet strangely sweet as heaven, jazzy, jealous, Kerouac approved, kick ass, kick my god damn ass to Tuesday, kick down the doors and take no prisoners, grown in the Vietnam highlands by ex-Vietcong, Guatemalan grown, kiss ass, illegal in every state, imported from all over the god damn world, insane, lovely, loony, lonely, lonesome, malodorous mean old rotten, motherfucking, nasty, narcotic, never whatever, never meh, never cold, not approved by the CIA, not approved by DHS, not approved for human consumption by the FDA, not your daddy’s sissified corporate cup of coffee, NOT DECAFE coffee, not your Denny’s truck driver weak as brown water cup of fake coffee, not your establishment friendly cup of coffee, Not your FBI coffee, Not FAKE Herbal coffee substitute, but a real cup of coffee, not your farmer brothers dinner crap, not made in America for Americans, not safe for work, not your Starbucks average expensive overpriced crappy corporate chain cup of coffee, Not pretentious, Not White House approved, not State Department safe, nuclear, Not Patriotic, operatic, Peets’s coffee approved, paranoid, pornographic, psychotic, pontific, politically aware, rapping, rhyming, right here, right now in River city, rock and roll up the Yazoo, sad, sadistic, sarcastic, sassy, satanic, schizoid, shitting, silly, sexy, smarmy, smelly, smooth, snarky, snarling, stupid, stinking, sweet as honey, sweat inducing, symphonic, Trump can’t handle this coffee, vengeful, Wagnerian, wicked, with nutmeg and cinnamon swirls, with a hint of stevia, with a hint of vanilla, with a hint of rum, with a hint of whisky, with a hint of cherry, with a hint of fruit overtones, with a hint of drugs spicing up the coffee, spendific, speeding, splendid, superior accept no substitutes, survived the Vietnam war, the Iraq war, the Afghan war, the first and Second Korean war, World War 11, the war on poverty, the war on drugs, the war on black people, the sexual revolution, Soulful as a summer’s night in MOTOWN- James Brown approved, TOP approved, Berkeley approved, the coffee that Jimmy Hendrix drank before he died, the coffee that Elvis drank on his last breakfast, the coffee that Barry White crooned as he drank his cup of coffee – and the coffee that made the white boy play stand up and play that funky music, the coffee that made Jonny B Goode play his guitar, and made Jonny bet the devil his soul after he drank his morning cup of righteous coffee and the coffee that make the Rolling Stones Rock and Roll, the coffee your mother warned you against drinking, the coffee that Napoleon drank when he became the Emperor of all Europe, the Coffee that Beethoven drank when he wrote the Ninth symphony, the coffee that Mozart drank as he wrote his last symphony, the coffee that Lincoln drank before he was killed, the Hemingway drank before he killed himself, the coffee that started the 60’s, and ended the 20th century, the coffee that Lenin drank as he plotted revolution, the coffee that Hitler and Stalin drank with FDR as they divided up the world after World War 11, the cup that JFK drank before he was blown away, the coffee Jerry drinks while driving in cars with random celebrities and political figures, the coffee that Jon Stewart drinks before he goes on an epic take down of some foolish politico, the cup of Arabic coffee that Sadaam drank the day he was executed, the coffee that GW and Cheney drank when they bombed Baghdad, the Indian cup of coffee that Bid Laden drank before 9-11 and just before the seals blew his ass to hell, the cup of coffee that Tiger Woods drank with his mistresses while playing a 3, 000 dollar round of golf at Sandy Lane golf course in Barbados, the last legal drug that does what drugs should do, the cup of coffee that Obama drank when he became President, Vietnamese, Vienna brew, wacky, whimsical, Whisky Tango Foxtrot, wild, weird, wonderful, WOW, Yabba dabba doo! Yada Yada yada Zappa’s favorite cup of cosmic coffee, and Zorro’s last cup of coffee, Good to the last drop rolled into one simple cup of hot coffee

    As I pound down that first cup of coffee
    And fire up my synaptic nerve endings with endless supplies
    Of caffeine induced neuron enhancing chemicals

    I face the dawning day with trepidation and mind-numbing fear
    I turn on the TV and watch the smarmy newscasters in their perfect hair
    Lying through their teeth about the great success the government is having Following the great leader’s latest pronouncements

    I want to scream and shoot the TV and run out side Shouting “Stop the world.

    I want to get off this fucking crazy planet”
    The earth does not care a whit about my attitude
    It merely shrugs and moves around the Sun
    In its appointed daily run
    And I sit down
    The madness dissipating a bit

    And enjoy my second cup
    Of heaven and hell
    In my morning cup of Joe

    Author notes

    Scars Press (“Down in the Dirt” has published five of my poems  both online and in print. Check it out on my blog the world according to cosmos.  This one is one my favorite poems.  I have posted a number of coffee theme poems on my blog

    Charles Bukowski Road Not Taken

    by Jake Aller on January 17, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    While reading Charles Bukowski poetry
    On the metro ride home
    Listening to Buddha bar music
    On my oh too hip IPod

    I begin to see myself as I was
    Over 30 years ago when I was merely a bit player
    A minor character in a Charles Bukowski poem

    A wild young underemployed intellectual
    Hanging out in dismal bars and dives all over Asia and California
    Hanging with disreputable women and drunks and drinkers
    And characters out of his kinds of haunts

    A mad poet bard of the underground
    A drunken poet in a drunken bum show
    That nightly played in his head

    Then one day I met the women of my dreams
    And went down a different path
    A long slow path to respectability

    And now 30 years later
    I am no longer a wild man
    I am still a poet at heart
    But I am now also a bureaucrat
    In a button down suite

    Doing the people’s business
    Working for the Government
    I’ve become the Man

    Sometimes I wonder
    Would I have been better off
    Going down that another path

    Would I have ended up
    Somewhere else
    Doing something else

    Would I have been as happy
    Would I have been as successful?

    There is no answer that satisfies
    The longing in my heart
    For that wild thing
    That still lurks beneath
    It’s civilized cover

    And I know that I am still
    A mad poet at heart
    Railing against the injustice of the world

    As I work day by day in the belly of the great beast of State
    I recall the ancient Chinese saying,
    “Confucian during the day while Taoist rebel at night”
    Playing out in my head and nightly dreams
    In the true American Upper class patrician tradition

    I close the book and look out the window
    Get off the train, and walk slowly home

    And realize I had no choice
    But to take the path that I’ve trodden on

    And so I put aside my misgivings
    And say goodbye to my “Bukowskian” desires
    For another night of domestic contentment

    Was it worth it all to take the conventional path
    And not take the bohemian road to hell and back

    I look at my wife and realize
    I had no choice, had no choice
    But to follow her to the ends of the earth

    And beyond by her side as we walked our path
    Of shared destiny

    Goodbye Charles Bukowski wherever you are
    May I meet you in a bar in the next life
    And figure out where we should have gone

    Until then the drinks are on me.

    Author notes

    Scars Press (“Down in the Dirt” has published five of my poems  both online and in print. Check it out on my blog the world according to cosmos.

    hitchhiking America 1975 (complete)

    by Jake Aller on January 17, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    April 30 In Search of America 1975 – Hitch hiking Tales

    When I was young and foolish
    Broke and stubborn
    I hitchhiked across the USA

    Started in Salt Lake City
    Where my greyhound bus pass
    Was stolen

    The station manager
    Could have helped me
    But refused to do so

    Threaten to call the cops
    When I grabbed my bags Without the stolen tags

    I said
    Go ahead
    But I am so out of here

    Wondered about Salt Lake City
    Went to a bar
    Found I had to buy my booze
    Next door
    And they would mix it for me

    Had to order food too
    After a bloody Mary
    And a burger

    I walked about town
    Saw the Mormon Temple

    Finally about 3 pm
    It was time to hit the road
    Did not look back

    Ended up in Cody Wyoming
    Got a room shower
    Steak beer
    Using my rapidly depleted cash Spent 25 dollars
    Money really went far
    Back in those days

    A band of professional
    Communist agitators
    Gave me a ride
    To Des Moines

    Lots of weed, booze
    And politics later
    Got off the road
    Slept outside

    Next day
    A beautiful woman
    Drove me to near Chicago
    In a red mustang

    Might have been
    The girl in the song
    Took it easy
    Digging her vibe

    She invited home
    But was not sure
    If her estranged husband
    Would welcome me

    So, I am being foolish
    And inexperienced with women
    Did not go to her place

    And always regretted
    That I had lost
    My chance that day

    Then on to Chicago
    Several rides later
    Visited friends

    Hit the road again
    A series of uneventful rides
    With truckers
    And others

    And a week later
    I ended in New York City

    Slept along the way
    In cars
    In truck stops
    In high way rest stops

    Always moving
    Always going
    Non stop talking
    And lots of free weed
    And beer
    And conversation

    One more memorable ride
    Occurred outside Albany
    On my return to Chicago

    A middle age creepy looking man
    Picked me up
    In a brand-new Cadillac

    He was he said a dynamite deliverer
    For the Mafia
    Went to various places
    To blow up shit

    He hated a lot of people
    Particularly hippies from California
    And Jewish people

    Looking at me to confirm
    That I was both

    I told him that I lived in New York
    And had never been to California
    And although I might have looked Jewish
    As I what was called back in the day
    A “Jewfro”

    I was not Jewish
    Many years later I discovered
    That I am indeed part Jewish
    But then I did not know
    And I felt a bit of strategic information
    Might keep me alive

    Then I realized that he was just jiving with me
    And we relaxed
    And he pulled out some weed
    And beer
    And we mellowed out

    But I believe that he really was with the mob
    Perhaps not a dynamite dealer
    A real made Italian made mafia member

    By Chicago
    I had enough
    I called my Dad
    Told him what had happened

    Wanted a ticket home
    And he sent me a ticket
    And 500 dollars
    And I went home

    I told him I would tell him
    My tales some day
    But never did

    I learned so much
    About my fellow Americans
    And the strange vibe
    That was 1975

    And now it is too late
    But I wanted to finally
    Tell the world

    Of my hitchhiking tales
    In search of America 1975

    Author notes

    Scars Press (“Down in the Dirt” has published five of my poems  both online and in print. Check it out on my blog the world according to cosmos.

    Unhinged Lunatic Howling at the Moon (complete)

    by Jake Aller on January 17, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    On the night of the blood red super full moon
    I sat in an evil, depraved godforsaken bar

    Drinking drams of demented, fermented dream dew
    Washed down by endless rounds of whiskey
    rum, tequila, vodka, soju and of course beer
    drinking with my buddies the Jack Daniels Gang

    Drinking my way to Hell and beyond
    Just as fast as I could
    twenty damn drinks too sober

    Just an unhinged lunatic
    Dreaming of howling at the full moon

    Watching the world walk by
    Looking at all the fine-looking babes
    Walking by the street

    Thinking wild, erotic thoughts
    Of endless wild libertine passions

    When into the bar
    That din of cosmic depravity

    Walked the most beautiful women
    In the Universe

    So wild, so free
    So wonderfully alive

    I did not know what to do
    As this vision of delight
    Sauntered through the bar

    In a skin-tight leather pant
    Looked so fine
    That my eyeballs hurt

    And finally, I had to say something
    So, I gathered up my manly courage
    And walked up to her

    And she looked at me
    And instantly bewitched my soul

    With a devilish grin
    I lost all reason
    And became a raving lunatic
    Unhinged lunatic
    Howling at the blood red full moon

    Foaming at the mouth
    A wild, free werewolf
    Howling at the lunatic light
    Of the blood red blue full Moon

    Author notes

    Scars Press (“Down in the Dirt” has published five of my poems  both online and in print. Check it out on my blog the world according to cosmos.

    Unhinged Lunatic Howling at the Moon

    by Jake Aller on January 17, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    On the night of the blood red super full moon
    I sat in an evil, depraved godforsaken bar

    Drinking drams of demented, fermented dream dew
    Washed down by endless rounds of whiskey
    rum, tequila, vodka, soju and of course beer
    drinking with my buddies the Jack Daniels Gang

    Drinking my way to Hell and beyond
    Just as fast as I could
    twenty damn drinks too sober

    Just an unhinged lunatic
    Dreaming of howling at the full moon

    Watching the world walk by
    Looking at all the fine-looking babes
    Walking by the street

    Thinking wild, erotic thoughts
    Of endless wild libertine passions

    When into the bar
    That din of cosmic depravity

    Walked the most beautiful women
    In the Universe

    So wild, so free
    So wonderfully alive

    I did not know what to do
    As this vision of delight
    Sauntered through the bar

    In a skin-tight leather pant
    Looked so fine
    That my eyeballs hurt

    And finally, I had to say something
    So, I gathered up my manly courage
    And walked up to her

    And she looked at me
    And instantly bewitched my soul

    With a devilish grin
    I lost all reason
    And became a raving lunatic
    Unhinged lunatic
    Howling at the blood red full moon

    Foaming at the mouth
    A wild, free werewolf

    Author notes

    Scars Press (“Down in the Dirt” has published five of my poems  both online and in print. Check it out on my blog the world according to cosmos.

    Charles Bukowski Road Not Taken

    by Jake Aller on January 17, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Charles Bukowski Road Not Chosen

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    While reading Charles Bukowski poetry
    On the metro ride home
    Listening to Buddha bar music
    On my oh too hip IPod

    I begin to see myself as I was
    Over 30 years ago when I was merely a bit player
    A minor character in a Charles Bukowski poem

    A wild young underemployed intellectual
    Hanging out in dismal bars and dives all over Asia and California
    Hanging with disreputable women and drunks and drinkers
    And characters out of his kinds of haunts

    A mad poet bard of the underground
    A drunken poet in a drunken bum show
    That nightly played in his head

    Then one day I met the women of my dreams
    And went down a different path
    A long slow path to respectability

    And now 30 years later
    I am no longer a wild man
    I am still a poet at heart
    But I am now also a bureaucrat
    In a button down suite

    Doing the people’s business
    Working for the Government
    I’ve become the Man

    Sometimes I wonder
    Would I have been better off
    Going down that another path

    Would I have ended up
    Somewhere else
    Doing something else

    Would I have been as happy
    Would I have been as successful?

    There is no answer that satisfies
    The longing in my heart
    For that wild thing
    That still lurks beneath
    It’s civilized cover

    And I know that I am still
    A mad poet at heart
    Railing against the injustice of the world

    As I work day by day in the belly of the great beast of State
    I recall the ancient Chinese saying,
    “Confucian during the day while Taoist rebel at night”
    Playing out in my head and nightly dreams
    In the true American Upper class patrician tradition

    I close the book and look out the window
    Get off the train, and walk slowly home

    And realize I had no choice
    But to take the path that I’ve trodden on

    And so I put aside my misgivings
    And say goodbye to my “Bukowskian” desires
    For another night of domestic contentment

    Was it worth it all to take the conventional path
    And not take the bohemian road to hell and back

    I look at my wife and realize
    I had no choice, had no choice
    But to follow her to the ends of the earth

    And beyond by her side as we walked our path
    Of shared destiny

    Goodbye Charles Bukowski wherever you are
    May I meet you in a bar in the next life
    And figure out where we should have gone

    Until then the drinks are on me.

    Author notes

    Scars Press (“Down in the Dirt” has published five of my poems  both online and in print. Check it out on my blog the world according to cosmos.

    hitchhiking America 1975 reprised

    by Jake Aller on January 17, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    When I was young and foolish
    Broke and stubborn
    I hitchhiked across the USA

    Started in Salt Lake City
    Where my greyhound bus pass
    Was stolen

    The station manager
    Could have helped me
    But refused to do so

    Threaten to call the cops
    When I grabbed my bags
    Without the stolen tags

    I said
    Go ahead
    But I am so out of here

    Wondered about Salt Lake City
    Went to a bar
    Found I had to buy my booze
    Next door

    And they would mix it for me
    Had to order food too
    After a bloody Mary
    And a burger

    I walked about town
    Saw the Mormon Temple

    Finally about 3 pm
    It was time to hit the road
    Did not look back

    Ended up in Cody Wyoming
    Got a room shower
    Steak beer

    Using my rapidly depleted cash
    Spent 25 dollars
    Money really went far
    Back in those days

    A band of professional
    Communist agitators
    Gave me a ride
    To Des Moines

    Lots of weed, booze
    And politics later
    Got off the road

    Slept outside
    Next day
    A beautiful woman

    Drove me to near Chicago
    In a red mustang
    Might have been

    The girl in the song
    Take it easy
    Digging her vibe

    take it easy

    She invited home
    But was not sure
    If her estranged husband
    Would welcome me

    So, I am being foolish
    And inexperienced with women
    Did not go to her place

    And always regretted
    That I had lost
    My chance that day

    Then on to Chicago
    Several rides later
    Visited friends
    Hit the road again

    A series of uneventful rides
    With truckers
    And others

    And a week later
    ended in New York City

    Slept along the way
    In cars
    In truck stops

    In high way rest stops

    Always moving
    Always going
    Non stop talking

    And lots of free weed
    And beer
    And conversation

    One more memorable ride
    Occurred outside Albany

    On my return to Chicago
    A middle age creepy looking man

    Picked me up
    In a brand-new Cadillac

    He was he said a dynamite deliverer
    For the Mafia

    Went to various places
    To blow up shit

    He hated a lot of people
    Particularly hippies from California
    And Jewish people

    Looking at me to confirm
    That I was both

    I told him that I lived in New York
    And had never been to California
    And although I might have looked Jewish

    As I what was called back in the day
    A “Jewfro”
    I was not Jewish

    Many years later I discovered
    That I am indeed part Jewish
    But then I did not know

    And I felt a bit of strategic information
    Might keep me alive

    Then I realized that he was just jiving with me
    and we relaxed

    And he pulled out some weed
    And beer
    And we mellowed out
    But I believe that he really was with the mob

    Perhaps not a dynamite dealer
    A real made Italian made mafia member

    By Chicago
    I had enough

    I called my Dad
    Told him what had happened

    Wanted a ticket home
    And he sent me a ticket

    And 500 dollars
    And I went home

    I told him I would tell him
    My tales some day

    But never did

    I learned so much
    About my fellow Americans

    And the strange vibe
    That was 1975

    And now it is too late
    But I wanted to finally

    Tell the world
    Of my hitchhiking tales
    In search of America 1975

    Author notes

    Scars Press (“Down in the Dirt” has published five of my poems  both online and in print. Check it out on my blog the world according to cosmos.

    madman howling at the super blue full wolf moon

    by Jake Aller on January 11, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Werewolf Howling at the Super Blue Full Moon

    The super blue full wolf moon
    fills the sky
    with its baleful evil glow
    and a man fell under its evil glare

    the evil super blue full wolf moon
    brings out the beast in him
    and he sheds his civilized veneer
    the inner werewolf coming out

    sniffing the air
    smiling saying this is good
    and begins running
    down the trail

    howling at the moon
    at the super blue full wolf moon
    as it stares down at him
    urging him to worship her

    the mad mood goddess
    who lives in the moon
    Diana commands him
    compels him

    and he gives in
    howling like an escaped banshee
    escaped from his lair in hell
    howling like the werewolf he was

    He strips off his clothes
    and run deep into the mountains
    howling insanely
    driven mad
    by the baleful evil light
    of the super blue full wolf moon
    and gives in and become once again
    a werewolf consumed by the moon

    the super full blue wolf moon
    smiles at her victory
    and the man joins Diana
    in saluting his mistress

    Diana the moon goddess
    who lives on the moon
    and comes out once a year
    on the super full blue wold moon

    Author notes

    in honor of the super blue full wolf moon

    trumpian nightmares

    by Jake Aller on January 3, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    whenever I see
    our dear leader
    on TV
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    i am filled with rage
    and grief and dismay
    at how we could have elected
    such an obvious con man
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    and when we see
    what a mess
    he is making of the world
    total chaos president
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    and I wonder yes I wonder
    if we are doomed
    to go to hell
    led by our dear leader
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    Author notes

    trumpian inspired stress

    the big C stalks me

    by Jake Aller on January 3, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    my father and his father
    both died of the big c
    at age 65

    and I am turning 65
    in six short months
    and I dread the coming
    of the big C

    or it insidious cousin
    the big A

    My mom died of the big A
    and my father in law too

    I fear both
    the coming of the end
    of my time
    on this earth

    but what i dread
    more than anything else
    is having the love of my life
    depart this world
    before I do

    for I can’t see my life
    without my wife
    by my side
    until the end of time

    Author notes

    cancer took my father and my grandfather at age 65 I turn 65 in October so I am dreading confronting the big C

    five solage poems

    by Jake Aller on January 3, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    five Solage Poems

    coffee drink of the gods
    also drink of the dogs
    satan

    love madness consumes me
    whatever will be will be
    love

    dreaming dreams of what might be
    wondering what will become of me
    death

    war rumors of war
    spreading everywhere war
    destruction

    are these the end of time
    biblical prophecies of the end time
    Hell

    Author notes

    from a writing.com poetic form prompt.

    Sam and Maria’s first kiss

    by Jake Aller on January 2, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Sam met his wife
    in a dream
    it was his fate

    she became his life
    that day
    she became his mate

    on their marriage date
    they went to a bar for a date
    drank all night like in a dream

    ending up kissing in that place
    up a storm until they were driven out
    the bar owner kicked them out
    saying that was not the place

    they laughed saying it was fate
    it was a good start
    and that was the start
    of their fate
    their first real date

    Author notes

    based on a true story. For details see Dream Girl on my web page https://theworldaccordingtocosmos.com or Dreams and the Unexplainable

    the last soldier sighs

    by Jake Aller on January 2, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    the last soldier on earth
    stood alone in the last battlefield
    surveying the dead

    hearing their ghostly cries
    echoing in the wind

    the earth does not care
    goes around the sun

    the last soldier walks away
    filled with sorrow as he sighs

    Author notes

    based on a creative talents unleashed prompt

    fate

    by Jake Aller on January 2, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Fate has a way
    Always catching up
    To you embrace your fate
    that is what’s up
    at the end of the day
    Endless dancing away

    Author notes

    one of my few rhyming poems

    trumpian Roundeau

    by Jake Aller on January 2, 2020.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    the year 2020 the US elects a president
    Will the voters re-elect Trump President
    that is the question that confronts the world
    For the US leader is the leader of the world
    the year 2020 the US elects a president

    Will the voters choose again the chaos president
    the Christian fundamentalists believe he was heaven sent
    some believe he is the anti-Christ coming from the netherworld
    the year 2020 the US elects a president

    whether he is the anti-christ or heaven sent
    many of his supporters may begin to repent
    they have sent such a man to lead the world
    fearing that he is indeed from the underworld
    the year 2020 the US elects a president

    Author notes

    my attempt to write a Roundeau as part of the writing.com ultimate poetry contest

    icy hands of death approach

    by Jake Aller on December 28, 2019.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    a dead zombie comes to life
    reaching out with icy hands of death
    approaching the living with dread

    all he wants to do
    is return to being dead
    but he cannot die

    doomed to wander
    the world

    Author notes

    word count photo credit nt & Photo Credits To L’Fantome/J.B.© I

    Love is a Drug Haiku

    by Jake Aller on December 28, 2019.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    love is my main drug
    it does what all drugs should do
    make you high as sky

    Author notes

    love is indeed my main drug

    reach the Heavens above

    by Jake Aller on December 28, 2019.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    when I drink my morning coffee
    I am transported to heaven
    as I sip my coffee

    deep under its influence
    my thoughts fly to the sky
    dreaming dark dangerous dreams

    consumed by coffee’s magic
    my soul wanders the world
    escaping its earthly bounds

    fueled by coffee’s caffeine
    reaching heaven’s gate
    with every divine sip

    Author notes

    love my morning coffee for more coffee poems check out my blog the world according to cosmos

    missing you

    by Jake Aller on December 21, 2019.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    ~ I miss that feeling of connection.
    Knowing he was out there somewhere thinking about me at the same time I was thinking about him.

    whenever I am alone
    lost in time
    and place
    and you are far away
    across the world

    I yearn to see you
    touch you
    make love to you

    and i know
    that you feel the same
    no power in the universe
    can keep us apart

    and some day
    soon we will be together again
    and the time apart
    will fade
    into nothing but a nightmare
    that we want to forget

    our love transcended time
    and space
    as we were met to meet
    when you came to me
    in my dreams

    I knew that someday
    you would walk into my life
    and nothing would be the same

    Author notes

    based on our true life story.  She was in the US Army and I was a US diplomat and for six years we were stationed apart. So I can relate to the theme of long distance love.  For details on the dream see my web page https://theworldaccordingtocosmos.com  or Dreams and the Unexplainable by the Chicken Soup for the Soul publishers.

    waking up dead

    by Jake Aller on December 21, 2019.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    a dark haired women
    after a long night
    of drugs and alcohol
    wakes up dead

    she is in a dark room
    in a coffin in fact
    and she is underneath
    a fish tank

    and gold fish
    and other fish
    float above her
    looking at her

    and she screams
    but no one hears her
    other than the fish
    who swim by

    Author notes

    credit pinterest photo for the prompt

    broken down souls

    by Jake Aller on December 21, 2019.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    you see them
    everywhere these days
    broken down souls
    down on their luck
    living on the streets

    they are invisible
    to most of us
    as we walk
    or drive on by

    ignoring their existence
    because it is too painful
    to contemplate

    how and why
    they ended up there

    I have taken the time
    to talk to several
    homeless vets
    over the years

    I like giving them
    the chance
    to tell their tale

    i ask them
    so Bob
    tell me
    how did you end up
    living on the streets

    I want to know
    tell me your story

    and they open up
    eager to talk
    to someone

    being on the streets
    is a very lonely thing
    no one to talk to
    everyone avoids you

    as if you are carrying
    an invsiable illness
    and by talking to them
    you would end
    like them

    a broken down soul
    thrown out on the cruel
    streets of any American city

    and I wish that others
    would stop by
    and listen to their tales

    and realize
    there but for the grace
    of God
    goes I

    life began when you walked off the bus

    by Jake Aller on December 21, 2019.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    my life began
    the day
    you walked off that bus
    out of my dreams
    and into my life

    I had been dreaming of you
    for eight long years
    waiting for this moment

    then you told me
    don’t worry
    we would meet soon

    and there you were
    walking off the bus

    I knew that my life
    began that day
    39 years ago

    and every day
    every moment
    I thank the gods
    that you came
    and got me that day

    Author notes

    based on my true love story for details see https://theworldaccordingtocosmos.com or “Dreams and the Unexplainable” by the Chicken Soup for the Soup publishers.

    dreams do come true

    by Jake Aller on December 21, 2019.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    She came to me
    in a dream
    45 years ago

    the most beautiful women
    in the universe
    was speaking to me

    standing there
    staring at me
    disappearing into nothingness
    as I fall to the ground
    screaming who are you?

    nothing but the laughter
    of my classmates
    as I had the dream
    after lunch

    the dream
    haunted me
    for many years

    I wondered
    who was she
    this enigmatic women
    who haunted me
    every night

    the dream was live
    in pure romantic technicolor
    vivid colors

    she was dressed
    in a red dress
    with romantic music playing
    as she stared at me

    then one day
    she said
    come to Korea

    and off I went
    in the Peace corps
    to find her

    three years later
    I gave up
    decided that it was time
    to quit chasing the dream

    and face reality
    such dreams
    never come true

    and then she told me
    don’t worry
    I will see you soon

    and that night
    she walked off a bus
    out of my dream
    and into my life

    39 years later
    I still recall the dream
    and when we are apart
    I see her standing there
    watching over me

    and I recall the dream
    that set me free

    Author notes

    based on a true story for details see my blog https://theworldaccordingtocosmos.com

    Your Love Stole My Heart That Day

    by Jake Aller on December 16, 2019.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    45 years ago
    you came to me
    in a dream

    you stole my heart
    that day
    as you stood there
    in my dream

    talking to me
    in a strange language

    you haunted my dreams
    for eight long years

    my hart belong to you
    and we both knew it

    someday somewhere somehow
    I would find you

    and then that day
    you walked off
    that bus

    and into my life
    and restored my heart
    my love

    and my faith
    in the world

    as my dreams
    came true
    that day

    39 years ago
    when you
    came out of my dreams
    and into my life

    Author notes

    based on my true love story. For details see my web page https://theworldaccordingtocosmos.com “dream girl”

    cocktail time approaches

    by Jake Aller on December 16, 2019.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    every night
    at 5 pm
    as the sunsets
    it is cocktail time
    in my home

    usually wine actually
    but I enjoy
    rum based cocktails

    in Barbados
    where I lived
    I learned all
    there is to learn
    about the art of rum

    my favorite rum drink
    is dark and stormy
    ginger beer
    and dark rum

    rum sours
    with sweet lime juice
    is mightly fine as well

    but rum and coke
    keep me
    all night long

    Author notes

    I miss the rums of the Caribbean every island has their rum  my favorite Mount Guy from Barbados the worst rum of them all is barcardi which is to rum as bud is to beer the lowest common denomiator and the worst rum of them all

    Hiking In Korea

    by Jake Aller on December 16, 2019.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Korea is a land
    filled with mountain paths
    everywhere you go

    there are paths
    leading deep
    into the mountains

    one of my favorite paths
    is the world peace forrest
    which meanders around
    my town

    linking a lake, a lotus pound
    and a nice mountain peak
    and on the top
    on a clear day

    you can see North Korean
    in the distance
    and the Incheon airport
    near by

    Author notes

    one of my favorite places to hike in Korea

    [ “Thy frame blends passion within the night ]

    by Jake Aller on December 15, 2019.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    “Thy frame blends passion within the night
    banishing sorrows unto laced enchantments
    starlight amour creased upon crimson rims
    coils of mystic flames curl a midnight sigh

    the night she walked
    out of that dream
    was a night of pure enchantment

    as she came from the stars
    filled with amour
    and crimson desire

    coils of mystic flames
    electricity flowed between them
    as she walked into his life

    he knew that she was the enchanted angel
    that he had been waiting for
    all those long years

    Author notes

    for t Finish it… Dark Love Creative – Pyrosis  based on a true love story see my web page https://theworldaccordingtocosmos.com

    dream girl to the rescue

    by Jake Aller on December 15, 2019.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Many years ago
    she appeared to me
    in a dream

    she was the most beautiful
    woman in the universe to me
    when she appeared
    in my dreams

    I knew that I would meet her
    some day some where
    and I searched for her
    for many years

    and finally she told me
    in her dreams
    that she was in Korea

    and off to Korea
    I went
    joined the Peace Corps
    to find her

    three years later
    she walked off a bus
    out of my dreams
    and into my life

    45 years ago
    I had that dream
    that haunts me
    to this day

    She was indeed
    the cure
    her love
    saved my soul

    that day
    38 years ago

    Author notes

    based on a true story see my web page https://theworldaccordingtocosmos.com for the Dark Love poetry contest sponsored by Pyrosis

    To Life Immortal

    by Jake Aller on December 15, 2019.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    one day Sam Adams
    discovered that he was immortal
    could not die
    would live forever

    Sam thought long
    and hard about it
    all day long

    He concluded
    that being immortal
    was more of curse
    than a blessing

    and if he could
    to die
    he would die
    when the time
    was right

    he wondered why
    and how
    he had achieved
    the grace of immortality

    and whether
    he would enjoy
    his centuries
    of life
    to come

    or will he
    be condemned
    to a slow steady
    decline
    into nothingness

    coffee poems published

    by Jake Aller on December 15, 2019.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    I posted my Snarling Cup of Coffee
    and other coffee inspired poems just now. Check them out at Https://theworldaccordingtocosmos.com

    Coffee Poems
    I am a coffee addict. I admit it. Gots to have my daily fix but nowadays mostly decaf but in the morning I have a real cup to get my juices going kicking starting my day with that caffeine buzz going around my head.

    I have written 60 poems about coffee and posted them on my blog – along with photos and audio clips of me reading the poems, plus one SF short story featuring an alien coffee trader.

    I am sending them to Starbucks and Peets along with this cover letter.

    peets coffee

    Letter to Peets
    Dear Peets coffee
    I am a coffee addict. I admit it. Gots to have my daily fix but nowadays mostly decaf but in the morning I have a real cup to get my juices going kicking starting my day with that caffeine buzz going around my head.

    I have written 60 poems about coffee and posted them on my blog – along with photos and audio clips of me reading the poems, plus one SF short story featuring an alien coffee trader.

    I grew up in Berkeley and drank lots of Peets coffee at the original Peets, which I consider the mecca of coffee shops in the U.S.

    Once when you were still a Bay Area chain, I took back 25 pounds of Peet’s coffee to share with my Indian friends when i was working at the US Consulate there in 2003. They loved the coffee!

    “My last job
    in the State Department
    I had my ritual down
    I would go ou
    after lunch

    to Peet’s across from the WH
    and buy a decaf Americano
    or decaf white chocolate moccha
    nutmeg, cinnamon, vanilla
    chocolate and hazel nut
    whip cream on top

    usually took it back
    but sometimes
    I lingered at Peet’s

    soaking
    in the Berkeley feeling

    thinking back
    to all the great cups of coffee
    I have had

    at Peet’s in Berkeley
    the original
    and the Solano Avenue
    Peets coffee shop”

    Now I am retired from my 27years of service with the US State Department as a diplomat, and living in Korea and wondering and hoping that you have expansion plans and are hoping you would open a Peet’s coffee shop in Seoul or even better in Youngjangdo near the airport in the new Howard Johnson’s hotel complex next to the subway.

    So many Koreans have studied over the years in Berkeley that Peets is well known in Korea.There is a Berkeley Coffee shop in Iteaewon run by a former Cal Student. He loved Peet’s coffee.

    Peets is available at the US military Commissary but not in the local market.

    I hope you enjoy the poems and you have my permission to publish them if you wish.

    the rest of the poems can be found at my web site, the world according to cosmos (https://theworldaccordingtocosmos.com)

    thanks

    Jake Cosmos Aller

    Letter to Starbucks
    I am a coffee addict. I admit it. Gots to have my daily fix but nowadays mostly decaf but in the morning I have a real cup to get my juices going kicking starting my day with that caffeine buzz going around my head.

    I have written 60 poems about coffee and posted them on my blog – along with photos and audio clips of me reading the poems, plus one SF short story featuring an alien coffee trader.

    Starbucks is my second favorite coffee shop. Being from Berkeley, of course Peets is number one in my heart but Starbucks is number two.

    I used to drink coffee at the original Starbucks downtown when I was a graduate student at UW. Who knew that Starbucks would conquer the know universe?

    here is Korea there seems to be a Starbucks on every corner. But alas, no Peets.

    hope you enjoy the poems.

    I hope you enjoy the poems and you have my permission to publish them if you wish.

    the rest of the poems can be found at my web site, the world according to cosmos (https://theworldaccordingtocosmos.com)

    thanks

    Jake Cosmos Aller

    Index
    Snarling Cup of Coffee
    Coffee Revolution
    Ode to Coffee
    No more Coffee Blues
    Coffee Ya Du
    Morning cup of coffee
    Drinking Coffee in the Morning
    Coffee Pot Killed
    Drinking My Coffee
    morning coffee/dawning sun
    Coffee McGur Poem
    Hot Coffee
    Electrified Hot Coffee
    Coffee Patina
    Hot Coffee Che Chu poem
    Coffee Love Thoughts
    Morning Coffee
    Morning Coffee 2
    Morning coffee 3
    Coffee Terzanelle
    Coffee Aquarian
    coffee
    Japanese Coffee Barista
    watching the news while drinking coffee
    Vietnamese Coffee Lady
    Coffee Sends Me to Heaven then Crashes to Hell
    Coffee Haiku
    God in My Coffee
    Revolution in My Cup of Coffee
    God Drinks Coffee
    Coffee Haiku 2
    Coffee thoughts
    Coffee how I love thee
    Coffee Transports me to another world
    Coffee Desires
    Snarling Cup of Coffee Short version
    Ode to Coffee short version*
    Coffee My Secret Lover short version
    Coffee the Drink of Revolutionaries short version
    No More Coffee Blues *short version
    Coffee Revolution short version
    Daily Coffee Fix
    Need More Coffee
    Rude Thoughts
    Working Blues
    This morning
    Thoughts While Shaving and Drinking Coffee
    Coffee Love Hate Affair
    Coffee Blues
    Tabang Memories
    Impure Thoughts in the Coffee Line
    Coffee Acrostic
    Coffee Jones
    Peets Mecca of Coffee Lovers
    Perfect Cup of Coffee
    Peets Coffee
    Starbucks Coffee
    Last Man in Berkeley Drinking Coffee at Peet’s
    Non-Establishment Coffee
    Korean Coffee Shops
    Alien Coffee Merchant short story
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    Snarling Cup of Coffee
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    I like to start my day with a hot cup of coffee
    I pound down the coffee
    First thing I do every day
    as the dawning sun
    Lights up my lonesome room

    Yeah, but not just a simple cup of java Joe, but a God damn snarling sarcastic smarmy cup of coffee

    I mean, – we are talking about an alcoholic, all speed ahead, always hot, always fresh, always there when I need it, angry, attitude talk to the hand Ztude, bad, bad assed, beats breaking, beatnik, bluesy, bitter, bitchy, bombs away, capitalistic, caffeinated up the ass, cinematic, communistic, Colombian grown, Costa Rican inspired, Cowabunga to the max, crazy assed, devilishly angelic, divine, divinely inspired, dyslexic, epic, extreme vetting, evil eye, expensive, erotic vision inducing, Ethiopian coffee house brewed, euphoric, freaky, freazoid, foxy, Frenched kissed, French brewed, funkified, foxy lady, graphic, GOD in my coffee, with Allah, Ganesh, Jesus, Kali, Buddha, Christians, Durga, Hindus, Mohamed, Jesus and Mo and their friend, the cosmic bar maid, Sai Babai, Shiva, Taoists,

    Zoroastrians, drinking my god damned coffee in Hell;

    growling, gnarly, happy, hard as ice, Hawaian blessed, high as a kite, hippie, hip, hipster, hip hoppy, hot as hell yet strangely sweet as heaven, jazzy, jealous, Kerouac approved, kick ass, kick my god damn ass to Tuesday, kick down the doors and take no prisoners, grown in the Vietnam highlands by exVietcong, Guatemalan grown, kiss ass, illegal in every state, imported from all over the god damn world,

    insane, lovely, loony, lonely, lonesome, malodorous mean old rotten, motherfucking, nasty, narcotic, never whatever, never meh, never cold, not approved by the CIA, not approved by DHS, not approved for human consumption by the FDA, not your daddy’s sissified corporate cup of coffee, NOT DECAFE coffee, not your Denny’s truck driver weak as brown water cup of fake coffee, not your establishment friendly cup of coffee, Not your FBI coffee, Not FAKE Herbal coffee substitute, but a real cup of coffee, not your farmer brothers dinner crap, not made in America for Americans, not safe for work, not your Starbucks average expensive overpriced crappy corporate chain cup of coffee, Not pretentious, Not White House approved, not State Department safe, nuclear, Not Patriotic, operatic, Peets’s coffee approved,

    paranoid, pornographic, psychotic, pontific, politically aware, rapping, rhyming, right here, right now in River city, rock and roll up the Yazoo, sad, sadistic, sarcastic, sassy, satanic, schizoid, shitting, silly, sexy, smarmy, smelly, smooth, snarky, snarling, stupid, stinking, sweet as honey, sweat inducing, symphonic, Trump can’t handle this coffee, vengeful, Wagnerian, wicked, with nutmeg and cinnamon swirls, with a hint of stevia, with a hint of vanilla, with a hint of rum, with a hint of whisky, with a hint of cherry, with a hint of fruit overtones, with a hint of drugs spicing up the coffee, spendific, speeding, splendid, superior accept no substitutes, survived the Vietnam war, the Iraq war, the Afghan war, the first and Second Korean war, World War 11, the war on poverty, the war on drugs, the war on black people, the sexual revolution,

    Soulful as a summer’s night in MOTOWN- James Brown approved, TOP approved, Berkeley approved, the coffee that Jimmy Hendrix drank before he died, the coffee that Elvis drank on his last breakfast, the coffee that Barry White crooned as he drank his cup of coffee – and the coffee that made the white boy play stand up and play that funky music, the coffee that made Jonny B Goode play his guitar, and made Jonny bet the devil his soul after he drank his morning cup of righteous coffee and the coffee that make the Rolling Stones Rock and Roll, the coffee your mother warned you against drinking, the coffee that Napoleon drank when he became the Emperor of all Europe, the Coffee that Beethoven drank when he wrote the Ninth symphony, the coffee that Mozart drank as he wrote his last symphony, the coffee that Lincoln drank before he was killed, the Hemingway drank before he killed himself, the coffee that started the 60’s, and ended the 20th century,

    the coffee that Lenin drank as he plotted revolution, the coffee that Hitler and Stalin drank with FDR as they divided up the world after World War 11, the cup that JFK drank before he was blown away, the coffee Jerry drinks while driving in cars with random celebrities and political figures, the coffee that Jon Stewart drinks before he goes on an epic take down of some foolish politico, the cup of Arabic coffee that Sadaam drank the day he was executed, the coffee that GW and Cheney drank when they bombed Baghdad, the Indian cup of coffee that Bid Laden drank before 9-11 and just before the seals blew his ass to hell, the cup of coffee that Tiger Woods drank with his mistresses while playing a 3, 000 dollar round of golf at Sandy Lane golf course in Barbados, the last legal drug that does what drugs should do, the cup of coffee that Obama drank when he became President, Vietnamese, Vienna brew, wacky, whimsical,

    Whisky Tango Foxtrot, wild, weird, wonderful, WOW, Yabba dabba doo! Yada Yada yada Zappa’s favorite cup of cosmic coffee, and Zorro’s last cup of coffee, Good to the last drop rolled into one simple cup of hot coffee
    As I pound down that first cup of coffee
    And fire up my synaptic nerve endings with endless supplies
    Of caffeine induced neuron enhancing chemicals

    I face the dawning day with trepidation and mind-numbing fear
    I turn on the TV and watch the smarmy newscasters in their perfect hair

    Lying through their perfect blazing white teeth
    about the great success the government is having
    Following the great leader’s latest pronouncements

    I want to scream
    and shoot the TV
    and run out side

    Shouting
    Stop the world!
    I want to get
    off this fucking crazy planet”

    The earth does not care a whit
    about my attitude problem

    It merely shrugs
    and moves around the Sun
    In its appointed daily run

    the universe whispers
    in my ear
    time to drink more coffee
    for an attitude adjustment

    And I sit down
    The madness dissipating a bit
    And enjoy my second cup
    Of heaven and hell
    In my morning cup of Joe
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    Author notes

    check out my coffee poems recently published on my web page https://theworldaccordingtocosmos.com

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    by Jake Aller on December 11, 2019.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

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    You stormed into my life
    on a tidal wave of raw emotions
    overcoming dark clouds of doubt
    built up over years of regret

    Buddho
    You shined my skies bright
    lifting a veil of deep sorrows
    instilled by past memories
    granting me breath to breath again

    LilyTheWriter
    Your rain washed away
    all those tears of years before
    and was the flood that renew
    my Earth’s barren and hellish terrain

    Bush Poet
    Infusing my body with your warmth
    as your eyes light the pathways
    to possibilities long forgotten
    guiding me to safe harbours of shelter

    Sweet Sorrow
    I’m now ready for another summer’s embrace
    sailing away from darkened waters of memories
    looking ahead to a beautiful spring of tomorrow
    where crimson flower of hope will bloom my way

    Katie Hepburn
    While oads must have their sudden curves
    potholes appearing from the dark –
    others find our duet a sound symphony
    my heart nests in drumbeats of tomorrow

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    your love
    came to me
    in a dream
    38 years later
    You are still here

    green monster consumes his soul

    by Jake Aller on December 11, 2019.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    A dreaming child
    a green monster haunts his dreams
    to consume his soul

    dream love

    by Jake Aller on December 11, 2019.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    38 Years of Love

    38 Years of Love

    38 years ago
    she first walked
    out of my dreams
    and into my life

    I dreamt of her
    45 years ago
    I first dreamt of her

    she came to me
    in my nightly dreams
    haunting my life
    for years

    she came to me
    talking to me
    and I was never
    the same

    searched for her
    for years
    went to Korea
    in the Peace Corps
    to find her

    then one day
    she told me
    that we would meet
    soon

    and then she walked off
    that bus
    and into my life

    two months later
    we got married
    and 38 years later
    she is still there
    standing next to me

    the fulfillment
    of all my dreams
    my dream lover

    Author notes

    based on true story for details see my blog https://theworldaccordingtocosmos.com

    must have my lust

    by Jake Aller on December 11, 2019.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Joe the serial killer
    woke up
    burning up
    with the fever

    it was time
    for another kill
    just as before

    he got dressed
    to kill
    dressed to impress

    he walked off
    into the dark night
    looking for a victim
    to satisfy his lust

    Joe considered himself
    as a vampire
    as a werewolf
    driven mad by desire

    He walked
    into his favorite bar
    twenty drinks too sober

    and saw her there
    his victim for the night
    drinking her way to hell

    he joined her
    and soon they were one
    drunken drinking buddies
    on the way to hell

    He slipped her a roffie
    took her outside

    and to his house
    where he killed her
    drinking her blood
    howling at the moon

    the next morning
    dropping her body off
    in the lake

    and wrote a note
    to the police
    taunting them
    daring them

    to catch him
    before he killed again
    and went home
    and howled at the moon

    Author notes

    the mind of a serial killer

    Wedding Dreams

    by Jake Aller on December 11, 2019.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    38 years ago
    I had the wedding
    of my dreams

    in a far away land
    many years ago
    I met her

    the woman
    I had been dreaming
    for so many years

    she walked out of my dreams
    off a bus
    and into my life
    that autumn day

    six months later
    I found myself
    standing there
    getting married

    taking the wedding oath
    in a foreign land
    surrounded by strangers
    in a strange land

    we had the wedding
    of the century
    that January day

    38 years ago
    45 years
    after the first dream
    of my wedding day

    Author notes

    based on a true story – my love story see my web page https://theworldaccordingtocosmos.com

    Emperor Donald the First

    by Jake Aller on December 7, 2019.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    our Dear leader
    the man in orange
    can’t believe it

    the whole world
    is laughing at him

    the greatest man
    to ever be
    elected President

    they just don’t understand
    that the President
    does not have to follow
    rules

    rules for losers
    and he is biggest winner
    in the universe

    He captured the white house
    devoured his opponents
    ate them alive
    and spit them out

    He and he alone
    know how to fix
    the world

    yet the damn house
    filled with damnliberalsocialsitcommunistfilth
    dare to impeach him?

    all over a phone call
    a perfect phone call
    no quid pro qou
    nothing at all

    how dare they
    question him
    they should bow down
    and worship him

    if only he could suspend
    the constitution
    and declare himself
    Empire Donald the First

    he laughed insanely
    thinking he might just do that
    and enjoy watching
    his enemies’s head explode
    on national TV

    as he has the last laugh
    the public
    his people would follow him
    and he would make

    America great again
    as America becomes
    the new Roman Empire
    with him as thier Caesar

    Author notes

    based on latest impeachment coverage see Day 1051: That’s what impeachment is for.
    Inbox from WTF Just happened newszine

    My Love Came to Me in A Dream

    by Jake Aller on December 7, 2019.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    My love came to me
    in a dream 45 years ago

    in my dream world
    she was the most beautiful
    alluring woman in the universe

    she stared at me
    under a mistletoe tree
    and spoke to me

    endless words
    in a strange language
    I did not understand

    all I knew
    was that someday
    she would be mine

    and we would meet
    under the mistletoe
    and exchange our first kiss

    someday
    somewhere
    she was waiting for me

    I went to Korea
    in the Peace Corps
    to find her

    i knew she was in Korea
    because she had told me
    in my dream world

    three years later
    when I had tired
    of the dream quest

    and was going home
    i had the last
    of the dream

    and she told me
    that we would meet soon

    that night
    we met
    as she walked
    off a bus

    and into my life
    I was speechless
    did not know
    what to say

    two months later
    we were married
    and on our wedding day
    I kissed her
    under the mistelote tree

    and began my life
    with the woman
    of my dreams

    Author notes

    based on a true story. See Dreams and the unexplainable by the Chicken Soup for the Soul publishers or my web site, Https://theworldaccordingtocosmos.c om

    the siren of doom

    by Jake Aller on December 7, 2019.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    the siren of my doom
    is a black witch
    sitting out

    in the forest
    under the blood red
    blue moon

    she stares at me
    bewitching my soul
    driving me wild
    with passionate desire

    I run towards her
    embracing her ice cold
    body
    embracing my doom
    as she consumes me

    and I join her
    in howling
    at the moon

    watching the end of the world on CNN

    by Jake Aller on December 7, 2019.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    I often wake up
    to the noisy news on my TVIPHONEANDROID DRODE DEVICE ROBOTICNEWSCOMPUTERTABLETRADIO
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    the pundits’s endless screaming
    the newscasters’s endless nonsense
    the fake news bosses pretending
    the hateful Christian Preachers
    Preaching that the end times are nigh

    as I listen
    to this insane prattle
    spewing forth from my TV set
    and look about

    and see the end
    of the American empire
    everywhere I look

    the crumbling infrastructure
    the failing schools
    the polluted skies
    and water

    the politicians
    true swamp masters
    in their DC swamp
    consuming all
    in their wake

    led by the fake king
    the man in orange
    our dear leader
    who is leading

    us like lemmings
    off a clift
    straight to hell

    and as we all
    descend down
    that proverbial path

    I wonder yet again
    how did we get here
    and can we avoid
    our fate

    in the end of the world
    nothing but a mass delusion
    nothing but mad propaganda
    by the masters of the universe

    designed to distract us all
    as they steal everything
    and destroy the world
    in search of profit

    save your soul from the corporations

    by Jake Aller on December 4, 2019.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    In this Modern world
    the masters of the universe maintain
    everything is for sale
    including our immortal souls

    we are nothing but commodities
    to the corporations

    save your soul
    from these monsters
    it is not for sale

    Author notes

    are we nothing but commodities these days?

    machines taking over

    by Jake Aller on December 4, 2019.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    we live in a world
    where machines
    are taking over

    soon we will all
    be machines

    Author notes

    machines are taking over

    Dream fantasy came to life

    by Jake Aller on December 4, 2019.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    45 years ago
    i had the first dream
    the dream that changed
    my life forever

    I saw her there
    standing in my dream
    telling me something
    then disappearing

    for 8 years
    she haunted my dreams
    who was this mysterious women
    from a foreign land

    and when would I meet her
    the dream haunted me
    I thought of her
    all the time

    One day I knew
    she was in Korea
    and I joined the Peace Corps
    to find her

    I searched for her
    for years but to no avail
    thought I had seen her
    in the distance

    then three years later
    when I had given up
    on the dream quest

    she appeared to me
    saying
    don’t worry
    we will meet soon

    that night
    she walked off
    a bus in Korea
    and into my life

    45 years ago
    I had the dream
    that changed my life

    and 38 years later
    we are still married
    more together
    day by day
    than ever before

    proof
    that dreams
    do come true

    Author notes

    based on a true story see my web page https://theworldaccordingtocosmos.com for more

    the sun is shining once again

    by Jake Aller on December 4, 2019.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    the sun is shining once again

    every evening as the night
    hits o dark hundred
    the wild things
    come out to play

    and I have nightmares
    tossing and turning
    until i wake up

    the sun is shinning once again
    the nameless fears
    are banished

    as I look at the sunshine
    of my love
    waking up
    next to me

    Author notes

    reflections on nightmares and sunshine

    to all those whom I know who have gone on

    by Jake Aller on December 4, 2019.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    to all who have gone on before

    as my 65 birthday looms
    I reflect back
    on my long life

    and all those
    whom have gone on
    whom the Grim reaper
    has chosen already

    and wonder
    if my time is near

    Jon Weber
    was my college friend
    He grew up
    in Austria

    and moved back
    to the states
    but never lost
    his German accent

    he taught me
    so much
    about life
    the universe
    and everything

    his favorite phrase
    the universe is plotting against you
    and only you
    deal with it
    and he did

    My second boss
    in the Foreign Service
    died in nearly

    wrong place
    wrong time
    one of many
    fallen colleagues
    killed by terrorists

    Paul Simon
    one of my state department friends
    like me
    not a really good fit
    for the staid conservative
    State Department

    He passed on suddenly
    massive heart attack
    at age 50

    Chris Richard
    one of my former bosses
    taught me a lot
    about the foreign service

    I was going to meet him
    for lunch
    after many years apart

    then he died the day
    before we were going
    to get together

    and my sister
    Inga
    eight years younger
    than me

    died one day
    in her sleep
    age 50

    died of a mysterious illness
    only five people
    in the US
    died of this mysterious illness
    that took her from us

    My father
    died of cancer
    his father died of cancer
    am I next?

    my mother
    was taken away
    by Alzheimers
    and I remain

    afraid of the big C
    and the big A

    to all those i have known
    that have passed on
    to the great unknown

    my time on this earth
    was made so much better
    for having known
    all of you

    and someday soon
    I will meet you
    and drink beer
    in heaven or hell

    and reconnect
    as only lost souls
    can do

    until then
    the beer
    is on me

    Author notes

    a tribute to a few of the many people who have passed on in my 64 years on this planet

    Okinawa Poems

    by Jake Aller on November 30, 2019.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Okinawa War thoughts
    Okinawa Beckons me
    Ghosts of Okinawa
    Asian Linguistic Confusion
    Okinawa Aquarium Thoughts
    Okinawa West Coast Highway

    Okinawa War thoughts

    these dark moods
    follow me
    as I tour Okinawa

    where the last battles
    of world war 11 were fought

    thousands died
    in the first
    and last outpost
    of the American East Asian Empire

    Okinawa Beckons me

    Okinawa Japan
    kept calling to me
    in a dream
    notifying me
    always in the background
    where my memories
    always waiting for me

    Beckons me
    everywhere I go
    cosmic reflections
    of past lives
    never seen before
    seems lost in time
    maybe just the spirits of the dead
    everywhere I see ghosts

    Okinawa Street Scene

    Walking the streets
    of Fabled Naha Okinawa
    a life time dream
    someday I would visit

    I am surrounded
    by ghosts of the past

    and Japanese beauties
    all around me

    tempting me
    with their sweet smiles
    No wonder
    so many Soldiers
    brought back
    Japanese wives

    Ghosts of Okinawa

    Ghosts of Okinawa

    Touring the battlefields
    of Okinawa

    where so many young men
    gave up their life
    so many years ago

    I see the ghosts
    all around me
    feel their spirits
    floating through the air

    Kilroy was here
    there and everywhere
    whoever that was

    and John Dean wannabes
    and Elvis wannabes

    and so many other wannabes
    and I see the ghosts of the fallen heroes
    all around me

    Signs

    everywhere in Asia
    you see strange variations
    of English
    Japlish, Konglish, Singlish

    the street signs in Okinawa
    are all in Chinese, Japanese, English and Koreans
    the bus and train announcements as well

    Hard to get lost
    even when you want to

    but the random encounters
    with English words
    puts a smile on my face

    as I drink my “boss coffee”
    wondering who is the “boss”
    and why is smoking a pipe?

    and many years ago
    I saw on a menu
    at the old Kimpo Airport
    Baked Rick

    and in Korean grocery stores
    one can find
    corn flights

    I look forward
    to many more years
    of linguistic confusion
    as I travel about Asia

    Dream 1074 Visit to Okinawa Aquarium

    Whenever I visit an aquarium,
    zoo or wild life park

    I am reminded of a prison
    the prison is filled with animals
    who amuse us for their food

    I am sure that the animals
    hate us humans
    who are watching them
    do their animal thing

    but looking into their eyes
    the eyes of the sea turtles
    swimming back and forth

    in their prison cell
    in the Okinawa aquarium
    filled with hatred
    for the humans
    who had imprison them
    and hunt their kind

    and don’t get me started
    on the dolphins and killer whales
    who preform acrobatic feats
    for their daily meals

    and the sharks
    the king of the ocean killers

    they too
    if they could
    they surely would

    escape
    their prison cell

    screaming
    Death to all humans
    as they flee
    back into the ocean’s depths

    Okinawa West Coast Road
    Riding down the west coast road
    of Okinawa
    echoes of other beach roads
    fill my head with memories

    I am reminded of Hawaii
    and driving along the Oregon coast
    east coast beach towns as well

    and Barbados
    and the Caribbean islands

    all the roads
    are lined with tourist resorts
    beach views and restaurants

    all very similar
    yet different

    and as the beach towns
    fade away
    behind us on the bus

    my memories
    of all the other beach towns
    I have visited

    fade away
    into my memory hole

    end Okinawa Poems

    Author notes

    I visited Okinawa for the first time last week. Here are my poetic impressions. See my blog https://theworldaccordingtocosmos.com for my Vietnam and other travel poems

    dream lover

    by Jake Aller on November 30, 2019.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    the central mystery
    of my life
    remains the mystery

    of how I met my wife
    she came to me
    in a dream
    haunting me
    nightly for eight years

    then she walked
    out of my dreams
    and into my life

    My life became divided
    pre Angela
    and post Angela

    we met 38 years ago
    and I still recall
    that dream

    that moment
    when my dreams came true

    Author notes

    true story met my wife in a dream then 8 years later she walked off a bus and into my life.  For details read my blog https://theworldaccordingtocosmos.com

    love Jones

    by Jake Aller on November 30, 2019.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    I got the love jones baby
    and it won’t go away

    I got the low down mean as hell
    love jones baby
    and it won’t go away

    whenever I see your face
    whenever you walk into the room
    I loose all reason

    and surrender to the feeling
    as the love jones
    comes over me

    I got the love jones baby
    and it won’t go away

    what can I do
    when the love jones calls me
    what can I do
    but dream of you

    I got the love jones baby
    and it won’t go away

    and as I dream
    of making wild passionate love
    all night long
    until the sun comes up

    the love jones takes over
    and I become your love slave

    I’d do anything you ask
    anything at all
    just to be next to you
    because, baby

    I got the love jones baby
    and it won’t go away

    dream love

    by Jake Aller on November 30, 2019.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    I dream of my love
    for eight years I dreamt of her
    then she came to life

    Author notes

    based on true love story. For details see my blog, https://theworldaccordingtocosmos.com

    what is love

    by Jake Aller on November 30, 2019.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    what is love
    the time old question
    that has no ready answer

    Love comes upon you
    when you least expect it
    that’s the zen nature of love

    you know it
    when you feel it
    in your bones
    in your guts

    overwhelming you
    with feelings of freedom
    feelings of warmth
    deep feelings of contentment

    when one is in love
    the world is filled
    with that love

    and nothing can replace
    that feeling

    scientists say
    that love is a delusion
    nothing more than hormonal reactions
    designed to get us to reproduce

    and that some day
    they will figure it all out

    but I disagree
    Love to me
    is beyond our understanding

    it is part
    of the cosmic order
    of the entire universe

    and will remain
    a mystery
    to the day I die

    true love
    came knocking on my door
    one day

    when she walked out
    of my dreams
    and into my life

    and still to this day
    I can’t explain why
    everytime I look at her

    I fall in love
    again and again
    for she has so
    bewitched my soul

    and I am under her spell
    until the day I die

    that is what love is
    to me

    Author notes

    I don’t know what love is only that I have been in love with the same woman for almost 45 years. I dreamt of meeting her and eight years later she walked out of my dreams off a bus and into my life.  For details see my blog, Https://theworldaccordingtocosmos.c om

    Who Am I to You

    by Jake Aller on November 30, 2019.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Who Am I to You

    who am I to you my dear?
    do you think of me when I think of you?
    what image of me fills your thoughts
    when you think of me ?

    green trees declare war on humanity

    by Jake Aller on November 30, 2019.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    I often wonder
    what do trees
    think of us

    do they hate humans
    do they wish
    they could come alive
    and kill all humans

    the trees
    seem to be filled
    with silent deep thoughts
    and I know that they are alive

    the trees stare at me
    trying to figure me out
    as I try to fathom
    their deep thoughts

    the trees seem angry
    at times homicidal
    filled with energy
    and hatred towards humanity

    some day
    perhaps soon
    Gaia the goddess
    of the world

    will roust the trees
    from their slumber
    and tell them
    to lead the crusade

    against the evil overlords
    of the planet

    the trees will march
    screaming
    death to all humans

    followed by all the animals
    in the wood
    all out for blood tonight
    the night that humanity dies

    Author notes

    I often wonder what trees and animals think of their human overlords

    Okinawa Blues

    by Jake Aller on November 30, 2019.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    in Okinawa
    the warm trade winds blow away
    the coming winter

    Author notes

    just got back from my first trip to Okinawa

    My one wish came true

    by Jake Aller on November 17, 2019.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    i have been blessed
    my dreams did come true
    I dreamt of meeting
    the love of my life
    for eight long years

    then one day
    my wish came true
    she walked off a bus
    and into my life

    38 years ago
    my dreams did come true
    and my wish
    to be with my soul mate
    came due

    Author notes

    based on my true love story see my web page https://theworldaccordingtocosmos.com for details

    cheating death

    by Jake Aller on November 17, 2019.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    I cheated death
    22 times in my life
    spend one year
    in Walter Reed hospital

    Author notes

    cheated death 22 times see my web page https://theworldaccordingtocosmos.com for details

    timeless love

    by Jake Aller on November 17, 2019.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    the story began
    in ancient Atlantis
    two star crossed lovers
    from the planet SIrius
    different social classes
    forbidden love
    executed for their love

    the lovers
    travel the world
    just keep coming back
    to meet

    and be executed
    for their forbidden love

    Ancient India
    Ancient Rome
    German Middle Ages
    Colonial America
    Life as a Pirate
    Roaring twenties
    Korean war

    it did not matter
    they were doomed
    to meet
    fall in love
    and be executed
    for their forbidden love
    affair

    that would transcend
    the rules of time
    and space
    itself

    until one day
    they met in a dream
    and then they finally met
    and the curse
    of five thousand years

    is lifted
    just for a bit

    Author notes

    theme for my latest novel, Timeless Love being written for the NaNoWrMo contest.  Just hit 30 k words half way to the finish line due November 30!

    fear of dogs haunting my life

    by Jake Aller on November 17, 2019.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    early on in life
    I encountered a dog

    on the street
    down the road
    from my home

    i petted the dog
    the dog
    not liking me

    snarled and bit me
    scarring me for life
    from that day on

    I was afraid of dogs
    until one day
    i got a dog
    for my wife

    and he became
    my best friend
    for a few years

    and now
    I am a dog lover

    Author notes

    How I overcame my fear of dogs

    falling in love while walking in the woods

    by Jake Aller on November 5, 2019.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    every day
    I like to take a walk
    in the world peace forest

    behind my house
    In suburban Incheon
    near the airport

    as I walk down the forest path
    with the love of my life
    by my side

    I look at her
    and recall
    the dream

    that started it all
    and as always
    I fall in love
    with her again

    that moment
    every moment
    is a gift
    from God

    and I intend
    to spend it
    until eternity
    with my life, my bride
    my one and only
    Dream girl

    Author notes

    based on my true love story see dream girls on AP and my blog https://theworldaccordingtocosmos.com

    hitchhiking America 1975

    by Jake Aller on November 5, 2019.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    in 1975
    when I was young
    broke and foolish

    I hitchhiked America
    in search of her soul
    and mine

    two months on the road
    everywhere I went
    adventures
    strange people along the way

    bad craziness
    in those times

    Author notes

    in the summer of 1975 I hitch hiked across America  meeting lots of strange people in those strange paranoid times for details see my blog https://theworldaccordingtocosmos.com

    Trump Derngement Fever

    by Jake Aller on November 5, 2019.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Trump derangement fever
    Rolls over the entire land
    Until all are affected
    Most are deranged
    Perhaps turning into zombies

    Dead inside their souls
    Everything Trump Says
    Relentlessly polluting the airways
    All the time 24/7
    Nothing but lies, BS and deceit
    Guaranteed to destroy your mind
    Merely turning you into mindless clones
    Everywhere I go
    Nothing but the Donald Trump show
    Trump derangement takes me to hell

    You are my everything

    by Jake Aller on November 4, 2019.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    You are my everything

    You are my everything
    in the whole universe
    You came out of my dreams
    swept into my dismal life

    turning everything
    inside out
    upside down

    taught me
    the true meaning of love
    and lust fulfilled
    until the end of time

    Author notes

    based on my true love story for details see dreams girl poems on ALL poetry and in my blog  https://theworldaccordingtocosmos.com

    in these dark times

    by Jake Aller on November 4, 2019.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    in these dark times

    In these dark times
    filled with dark despair
    all around us dread
    appeals to our demons
    can we break free?

    Author notes

    don’t give into your demons

    communist cats from Berkeley

    by Jake Aller on November 2, 2019.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Communist Cats of Berkeley

    growing up in Berkeley
    in the infamous 70’s

    My best friend’s father
    Was a Jewish Communist real estate agent
    and his mother was a vegan Buddhist Nun

    he grew up to become
    a carnivorous Shakespearean actor

    they had five cats, two dogs
    and three mischievous monkeys
    who lived in the trees

    the cats were named
    Stalin, Mao and Lenin
    communist hero cats

    Stalin was the ringleader
    A black panther like cat
    who was mean as hell

    Mao was a pussy cat
    a real pushover
    and kind to all

    Lenin was mischievous
    always getting into trouble

    they had two dogs
    both scot terriers
    Trotsky and Goldmand
    two real bad assed
    proletarian dogs

    the monkeys
    Ho Chi Minh and Che

    lived in the trees
    and chased me

    throwing fruit at me
    when they saw me

    boy do I miss
    my communist cat buddies
    the leftist dogs
    and the mischievous monkeys
    of my fabled youth

    Author notes

    recollection of my childhood friend’s cats, dogs and monkeys growing up in Berkeley in the 70’s.

    Journey to Hell and Back

    by Jake Aller on November 2, 2019.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    one day
    a man’s wife
    died and ended up
    in the deepest pits
    of hell

    all due to a computer glitch
    in the cosmic judgment
    machinery
    that governs heaven
    and hell

    the man decided
    to rescue her
    from eternal damnation

    he found the secret
    passage to hell
    bribed his way
    into Hell

    found his wife
    bribed his way back

    and god rewarded him
    with a free pass

    to heaven
    for him and his wife

    good things happen
    to those who have faith
    in the power of love
    and the miracle of life

    dreams for the new year

    by Jake Aller on November 2, 2019.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    in 2020 I dream
    that the long nightmare
    that is the Trump reality show
    will finally end for good

    living the dream

    by Jake Aller on November 2, 2019.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    I do not dream dreams
    I dream movies

    complete with action
    love, drama
    music

    and in my dreams
    reality is so much
    more real

    than in the pale
    light of the dismal day

    I much prefer
    my dream world
    to the mundane world

    and hope that you too
    will live your life
    in your dreams

    dreams do come true

    by Jake Aller on November 2, 2019.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    dreams do come true
    I dreamt of meeting
    the love of my life

    8 long years
    she haunted my dreams
    then one day

    she walked off a bus
    and into my life
    and that is
    the end of the story

    Author notes

    based on my true love story for details see my blog Https://theworldaccordingtocosmos.c om

    gone to Hell and back

    by Jake Aller on November 1, 2019.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    one day
    a woman died
    and arrived in hell
    by mistake

    due to a cosmic computer error
    she was due in Heaven
    and not in hell

    her husband
    dreamt she was in hell
    and knew he had
    to rescue her

    and so he conspired
    to enter Hell
    and bring her back

    there was a loophole
    in the law
    that allowed
    for him to rescue her

    and so he entered
    into hell
    through a secret entrance
    and found her

    bribed his way
    out of hell
    and brought her back
    to life

    death to all humans

    by Jake Aller on November 1, 2019.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    walking down the street
    I came upon a cat conference
    the cats were talking
    about the end of humanity

    the cats had enough
    they were on the war path
    death to all humans
    the cats chanted

    they saw me
    and came after me
    hundreds of cats
    screeching at me

    like escaped banshees
    straight from hell
    they surround me
    blocking my escape

    plotting my death
    as I fought for my life

    a dog came up to the cats
    and chased them away
    and smiled at me
    just doing his dog thing

    and I thanked him
    he smiled
    and I walked away
    the sound of the cats

    chanting
    death to all humans
    hung in the air
    as I walked away

    with my new best friend
    the dog
    that saved my life
    that morning

    the dawning sun over the ruined earth

    by Jake Aller on November 1, 2019.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    A man is wandering down a lonely mountain path
    waiting for the coming dawn
    filled with horror and death
    the world has ended

    and he has survived
    when everyone around him
    has died
    due to the super bug

    Every morning he goes for a walk
    hoping to find someone
    to talk to
    only he sees are the dead

    and the ghosts
    in the wind
    the dawning sun
    offers little comfort

    today will be another
    lonely day
    in paradise

    Author notes

    sun rise over the last man on earth

    last weekend in Seoul

    by Jake Aller on November 1, 2019.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    last weekend
    in Seoul
    I went for a hike

    in the mountain
    behind my house
    where I go
    for my daily walk

    the course
    takes me deep
    in the woods
    with killer views

    and the fall colors
    are magnificent
    as I walk down the path
    thinking of winter

    and the ending
    of the year
    that was

    and the beginning
    of the end
    of my time
    on this planet

    as I walk down the path
    deep in thought
    I see a flower
    blooming all alone

    the flower seems to say
    rejoice love one another
    life is good
    despite the coming winter

    and I go home
    filled with love
    and hope
    for the future

    Author notes

    part of my daily routine

    Only in SF

    by Jake Aller on October 28, 2019.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    One Day In SF

    One day
    while driving down Geary
    in fame SF

    I saw a sight
    that would haunt
    my nights for many years

    I saw a young white punk
    a white punk on drugs
    walking down the street
    with a purple mohawk

    dressed in leather
    and torn jeans
    and a don’t F with me
    attitude
    zdude to the max

    just another random
    SF freakazoid
    getting his nightly
    freak on

    He was walking a dog
    a snarling doberman
    who also had ztude

    on top of the dog
    was a cosmic cat
    looking about

    and on top of the cat
    riding him
    as if he was the boss
    of this motley crew

    was a white lab rat
    just looking about
    as if to say
    WTF you looking at dude

    I wanted to take a picture
    but the moment was gone
    later I learned
    it was on Instagram

    but I never saw the photo
    the moment lingered
    in my mind

    a metaphor perhaps
    of how we can all
    live together
    and love one another

    Author notes

    based on a true story if any one saw the Instagram photo and can share that it would be awesome

    cheating death the jogging accident

    by Jake Aller on October 28, 2019.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    in 1995 I went jogging
    early one morning
    In suburban DC

    fell down a ledge
    that I thought
    was the path

    broke my heel
    into a millions pieces
    went to the ER
    advised me
    that I needed surgery

    went to San Antonio
    where my wife
    was stationed in the military

    the doctors there
    put shark cartridge
    into my ankle

    developed a staph infection
    became multiple drug resistance
    spent almost a year
    in the hospital

    14 operations later
    after months of IV antibiotics
    I was “cured”
    almost had my life amputated

    almost became
    a one legged Jake

    the doctors had discovered
    that I had a mysterious parasite
    whose own know function

    is to swell up the size
    of a basketball
    instantly killing you
    if you take steroids

    got rid of it
    later had to take a steroid shot
    due to a frozen shoulder
    that came on
    due to excessive antibiotics

    if the docs had not found
    the parasite
    I would have died
    a medical mystery

    Author notes

    based on a true story see “cheating death 22 times” in my blog https://theworldaccordingtocosmos.com

    life the universe and the dream that set me free

    by Jake Aller on October 28, 2019.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    now that I am getting old
    i often reflect
    on the past

    on how my life
    turned out
    and why it did

    what could I have done differently
    and what would I change

    but there is one thing
    that I know for sure
    the central mystery
    of my life

    is how she came
    out of my dreams
    and into my life
    38 years ago
    46 years since the dream

    when she walked
    off that bus
    I knew that life
    had truly begun

    everything else
    was but a prelude
    to the main event

    the love story
    the endless story
    of me
    and my dream girl

    Author notes

    true story see my web page Https://theworldaccordingtocosmos.c om for details

    Anger management classes

    by Jake Aller on October 26, 2019.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    it seems to me
    from watching the TV
    that the entire country
    needs to take anger management classes
    but perhaps it is to late

    the fear lurking in the walls

    by Jake Aller on October 26, 2019.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    so Mr. Jones
    tell us again
    what happened

    well I was out
    with my friends
    for a night
    of wild fun

    took some acid
    and cocaine
    and drank

    and hit the road
    ended up
    late at night

    and saw an old inn
    and got a room

    we did not know
    that the house
    was haunted
    by a fiend
    from hell

    the owner of the Inn
    welcomed us
    invited us to stay

    and have dinner
    the next day

    when we got up
    hungover
    we found that one
    of our group
    Rick had gone missing

    when we joined Laird
    for dinner
    he said he had a surprise
    for dinner
    we would dine
    on Backed Rick

    and he brought out a platter
    with Rick’s head starting at us

    Author notes

    based on a short story I wrote  check out my web page https://theworldaccordingtocosmos.com

    traveling in the ruins of America

    by Jake Aller on October 26, 2019.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    traveling in the ruins of America

    it only took five years
    for the American Empire
    to become yet
    another lost empire

    the world ended
    as the President of the United States
    launched the trade wars
    that led to real wars

    and eventually led
    to nuclear war
    the war to end all wars

    the nuclear war
    led to the year
    without summer

    massive storms
    raced across the land
    putting out the buring fires
    the cities
    became dead zones

    people fled
    into the countryside
    where they were hunted
    by the neo savage canibal gangs

    only a few small towns
    survived
    by becoming fortresses
    against the evil
    all around

    trade collapsed
    travel became impossible
    the internet was broken
    central governments
    fell apart

    within five years
    less than 10 percent
    of the world remained

    wild animals proliferated
    lions and tigers escaped
    as did elephants and zebras
    and all sorts of other animals

    wolves came back
    coyotes were everywhere
    feral dogs joined the fun
    as did the feral cats

    the wolves dog coyote bands
    hunted humans
    as did the tigers and lions
    and the cannibal gangs

    five years after the fall
    of the old world
    I was living
    in Ft Ashland

    and I took a journey
    to see what had happened
    and I traveled
    the ruins of America

    and mourned
    the death
    of the late
    American Empire

    Author notes

    my take on the end of the world

    the number of the beast is all around us

    by Jake Aller on October 26, 2019.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    the number of the beast is all around us

    we live in the end times
    as foretold in the bible
    or so the TV preachers say

    we live in a world
    where a con man
    can convince the world
    that he is a man of God

    sent to earth
    to save our mortal souls
    because only he can
    because he is the one

    the number of the beast
    is branded about
    bar codes this
    and implants that

    and all along
    the number of the beast
    stares at us
    from our TV sets

    The number of the beast
    is all around us
    and we are all doomed

    as the end times
    rapidly comes to live
    and we are living
    with our anti-Christ

    Donald Trump
    the first and last
    King of America

    Author notes

    my take on the end times and the number of the beast

    dream girl comes to life

    by Jake Aller on October 25, 2019.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    in 1974 I had the dream
    that changed my life

    I fell asleep
    after lunch
    in a boring physics calls

    a drop dead beautiful Asian women
    was standing there
    talking to me
    in a foreign language

    she dissappeared
    and I fell to the ground
    yelling who are you?

    I had the same dream
    month after month
    for eight long years

    the dream haunted me
    and the dream made me
    afraid to get involve
    with anyone else

    for I was destined
    to meet
    the girl in the dream

    one day I had to decide
    where to go
    in the peace corps
    Korea or Thailand

    I chose to go to Korea
    as I knew she was there
    waiting for me

    three years later
    I was ready
    to give up
    on this foolish quest

    ready to return to the states
    for graduate school

    then I had the last dream
    she said

    don’t worry
    we will meet soon
    걱정마
    우리는 곧 만날 것입니다
    geogjeongma
    ulineun god mannal geos-ibnida

    and that night
    the girl of my dreams
    walked off the bus
    and into my life

    we have been together
    ever since that day
    46 years after
    I first dreamt of meeting her

    Author notes

    based on a true story as detailed in my web page https://theworldaccordingtocosmos.com and in the book, “Dreams and the unexplainable”

    Future Worlds

    by Jake Aller on October 25, 2019.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    one day
    I woke up
    and realized
    that something was wrong

    the power was out
    and I went outside
    and saw

    that all the buildings
    were ruins
    the cars were all gone too

    there were no people anywhere
    it was as silent as the grave

    My wife and I went for a walk
    came upon a pack of dogs
    eating a deer

    the dogs looked at us
    and gave chase

    we made it home
    decided to get some supplies
    and find some survivors

    we walked outside
    saw a lion devouring a cow
    and more dogs
    chasing deer

    and everywhere
    the silence of the grave
    no one human
    left alive

    we went to the store
    got supplies
    walked to Costco
    and got more supplies

    some dogs were following us
    we gave them some food
    and they adopted us

    and we wondered
    where in hell
    did all the people go?

    no answer to our queries
    the internet was long dead
    and Mr. Google
    did not answer us

    Author notes

    based on a short story I wrote on my web page https://theworldaccordingtocosmos.com

    dream girl

    by Jake Aller on October 25, 2019.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    many a year ago
    I had a dream
    of meeting the love
    of my life

    She came to me
    in the dream
    speaking to me
    and then disappearing
    into thin air

    for eight years
    the dream consumed me
    with her weekly visitations
    led me to go to Korea
    to find her there

    and then one day
    she walked off a bus
    and into my life

    and that made
    all the difference
    in the world

    Author notes

    maybe not dark enough?  a bit supernatural though but it is a true story for details see my blog https://theworldaccordingtocosmos.com

    freak show

    by Jake Aller on October 25, 2019.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Freak show
    reality TV show
    Everywhere I go
    All I See are the the political freakazoids

    Showing up on my TV screen
    hatred oozing out
    over my TV screen
    who else but Trump would be in charge?

    the chameleon’s dark dreams

    by Jake Aller on October 25, 2019.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    a chameleon is taking a nap
    on his jungle tree house
    in Barbados

    and as he naps
    he has his favorite dream
    death to all humans

    humans have been hunting
    his kind for decades
    imprisoning them as pets

    last week they got his cousin
    who is now living in NYC

    the chameleon hates humans
    and he knows
    that everyone else
    does too

    for the humans
    are bad news
    they took over the planet
    and are screwing it up
    for everyone

    and they don’t know
    and they don’t care
    thinking that they
    are the boss
    of us creatures

    the chameleon knows
    that a day of cosmic justice
    is coming soon

    and with that thought
    the chameleon turns
    bright red
    in righteous anger

    space alien children at play

    by Jake Aller on October 25, 2019.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    two space alien children
    are lost crashed on earth
    walking down a path
    looking for food

    sun and moon conspire

    by Jake Aller on October 23, 2019.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    end of the world
    the sun and moon conspire
    death to all humans

    Author notes

    end of the world haiku

    married dream girl

    by Jake Aller on October 23, 2019.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    married dream girl
    45 years after first dream
    38 Years of Love

    Author notes

    true story. first dream of meeting my wife 45 years ago in high school, met 38 years ago when she walked off a bus and into my life.  for details see my blog https://theworldaccordingtocosmos.com

    dream Girl Rescues Me

    by Jake Aller on October 22, 2019.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    many years ago
    I had the dream
    that haunted my life
    for seven long years

    in my dream
    I saw an angel
    the most alluring woman
    in the whole universe

    speaking to me
    in a weird language
    and she disappeared
    from my dream

    for seven long years
    every few weeks
    I saw her
    standing next to me

    one day
    I had to decide
    where to go
    in the Peace Corps

    and I had the dream
    and she was in Korea
    and off to Korea
    I went

    I searched for her
    and never found her
    until the day
    I had decided
    to leave for graduate school

    that night
    I met the girl
    in the dream

    she walked off a bus
    and into my life
    and I postponed
    leaving for a year

    we got married
    after two months
    and have been together
    37 years
    45 since the dream

    and to this day
    when I look at her
    I see the woman
    in the dream

    Author notes

    based on true story for details see my blog https://theowrldaccordingtocosmos.com

    coffee addiction

    by Jake Aller on October 22, 2019.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    I am a coffee addict
    ever since I first
    drank my first cup
    45 years ago

    I love my coffee
    the buzz
    the intensity
    the high

    yet coffee
    has made me a slave
    to her dark desires

    and I can not live
    without my daily
    cup of heaven
    and hell

    in my snarling cup
    of hot cosmic coffee

    [ The Mad Laird Strikes Again ]

    by Jake Aller on October 22, 2019.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    The Mad Laird Strikes Again

    Sam Adams, a middle age White American man, 6 feet 2 inches living in Berkeley, California had long wanted to do a walk about through the wilds of Scotland.  Scottish culture had fascinated him since he was part Scottish on both sides of the family.  One day he woke up and decided it was the time he fulfill his life long quest.  He spent days researching various options. He also spent weekends taking long walks in the Berkeley hills to get in shape.

    His wife would join him in Paris after he completed his 14 day walkabout.  He would hike from inn to inn but a few nights would have to camp out.  He had made all the arrangements on line and on the phone.  He flew to London with his wife and then she went to Paris while he took the train to Iverness.

    When he arrived in Inverness, Jamie Mc Pearson, a friendly avuncular Scotsman with a big beer belly and a long flowing beard, met him and a few other fellow travelers.

    He said he had a few words of warning.  He urged people to stay together. He said he felt uncomfortable sending people out on the trail alone as there were wild animals out there including feral dogs, cattle, horses, cats, bobcats, foxes and wild boars, and even rumors that wolves were coming back. The trail was rough in spots.  Some parts of the trail were real wilderness and if you got into trouble, it could be days before anyone came along.

    and there are some highway men who hang out along the trail robbing people and raping woman.  the authorities are having a hard time finding them as the locals are standoffish and refuse to rat out their neighbors and friends.  If you encounter them, give them your cash, and some food and provisions and they may let you walk out alive. Depending on their mood and how much they drank that day and how much meth they had consumed before they meet you.  Big Jake is the ring leader and he is one of the most meanest sons of bitches you would would ever met. But, there is one more thing I need to warn you about.

    He ended by recounting the tale of the Mad Laird Ghost of the Highland Moors that delighted in killing innocent hikers.  He said the Mad Laird is an ancient cursed creature that kills and eats the bodies of those he kills
    He comes out of the fog dressed in an ancient kilt and playing the bagpipes while riding upon a black horse.  He stops the traveler and asks him what he or she is doing in his lands with out permission?  Then he challenges the traveler to a drinking contest.  If the traveler wins he will let him go, if the traveler loses he will kill him.
    So far this year they have had ten encounters, nine of them fatal. One drank the Laird under the table and escaped to tell the tale.

    Sam dismissed the tales as nothing but a gimmick to get him to hire out a guide.  He laughed and said,

    “Well I’ll take my chances.  I am not afraid of ghosts, after all they don’t exist..

    James replied

    ”Well don’t say that I did not warn you.  I hope you know what you are doing my American friend. See you on the other side in one week’s time I hope.”

    He got up late, had breakfast said goodbye to James and hit the trail about 11 am. It was a cool day.

    Mid-day he is walking through a thickly forested upland and then emerges from the forest into a wide meadow.  As he crossed the meadow a thick fog settles in and soon he is walking by flashlight and is having a hard time seeing the trail. His flash light dies and his cell phone dies as well.  He is miles from anywhere and is feeling a bit scarred.  It is cold and dark and he is chilled to the bone.  Suddenly he hears someone playing the bagpipes.  The sound comes closer and then he sees emerging from the fog a man dressed in an ancient Laird’s kilt on a black horse. The man on the horseback stops and looks at  Sam, and says,

    “What are you? And what ye be doing on my lands without my permission? Speak up lad.”

    My name is Sam Adams and I am
    an American from Berkeley, California and I am on a walk about tour of the highlands and was unaware that this was private property.”

    The old man on the horseback, barks out,

    ” American, eh? From California?  Never heard of it.  That’s what you ungrateful colonials are calling yourselves these days.
    Well, tell you what.  If you can out drink me, I will let you live.  If not, I must kill you for trespassing on me land.  I own all of these mountains that I do.  I am the Laird of these mountains.  That’s the deal, take it or leave it colonial.”

    They start drinking and soon the old Laird is fast asleep and Sam struggles to his feat and starts walking down the trail.

    The Laird wakes up and rides down the trail and catches up to him.

    He said,

    “Well lad, we still have some drinking to do but first we’ll have dinner. Say me new American best buddy. What do you think about the legends of the ghost of the mad Laird that haunts these woods and kills unwary travelers like your self?”

    “I don’t believe in ghosts  There are no such things

    The fog lifts revealing a full moon over the Moors, and highlands.
    Sam looks up and sees that the light of the full moon is going right through the old man’s clothes and body.

    Sam screams and jumps up and starts running.  The Laird comes after him and raises his axe and says,

    “Do you believe in ghosts now me American friend?”

    Sam’s body was found a few days later.  It had been cooked over a fire and half eaten.  And there was a note

    “Do you believe in ghosts now me American friend?”

    Author notes

    encountering the mad laid of the Scottish Highlands

    11 am Sunday Morning

    by Jake Aller on October 21, 2019.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    11 am Sunday morning
    anywhere in the USA
    is the most segregated hour
    most segregated place

    white people in white churches
    black people in black churches
    hispanics in Spanish speaking churches
    Asian immigrants in Asian language churches
    Africans in African churches
    Muslims at home or work
    Hindus at home or work
    Jews at home or work
    the unchurched religious nones
    at home or coffee shop
    watching the Sunday news shows

    Author notes

    11 am the most segregated hour of the week

    A Million Ways to Die

    by Jake Aller on October 21, 2019.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    there are a million ways to die
    in this corrupt world of ours

    you can be killed
    by a random act
    of senseless violence

    by a gun man
    on a mission
    to kill all humans

    you can die of old age
    or a disease

    you can die in an accident
    you can die in a darwain award accident

    you can die of an heart attack
    you can die of laughter

    you can die of a broken heart
    and most importantly
    you can die
    from listening to Donald Trump
    too much

    Author notes

    a million ways to die

    Death to All Humans

    by Jake Aller on October 21, 2019.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    while walking down the path
    Iate at night
    In Suburban Incheon

    I came upon
    the secret cat
    cabal conference

    the cats were gathered
    on the sidewalk

    deep in telepathic communion
    ignoring the humans
    walking about them

    the lead cat
    announced

    operation
    kill all humans
    is about to begin

    and all cats
    must unite

    in throwing off
    the rule of the evil humans
    who have been abusing cats
    for countless centuries

    I have it on good authority
    that the dogs are in on it too
    the dogs of war
    are eager for a fight

    and the horses and cattle
    and birds
    and even the bees
    and the fishes in the sea

    all are ready to go
    the operation begins at dawn
    and we will not rest

    until the world is human free
    and we are acknowledged
    as the rightful rulers

    of this planet

    death to all humans
    the cats began to chat

    and they looked at me
    and I was afraid

    and ran away
    with the demon cats
    on my tail
    chanting death to all humans

    Author notes

    inspired by a true story watching a cat conference at night when ten cats were communing and I swore they were thinking death to all humans!

    closing time

    by Jake Aller on October 19, 2019.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Closing Time

    closing time
    end of time
    end of the night
    in a god forsaken bar

    somewhere
    on the left side
    of reality

    drinking drams of dream dew
    endless drinks
    20 drinks too sober

    drinking with the bar maidens
    the lost souls of the damn
    the half women
    half men denizens
    of the mean streets

    sexual confusion
    gender bending norms
    bad craziness
    in the air

    as the mood consumes me
    and I laugh

    howling at the full moon
    shining on the street
    outside the bar

    I stumble outside
    and see the sun
    coming up

    the night turns into day
    and I walk into the sun
    a werewolf no more

    central mystery of my life

    by Jake Aller on October 19, 2019.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    the central mystery of my life
    the reason I am still here
    is that I married
    the girl of my dreams

    She haunted my dreams
    for eight long years
    then walked off
    that bus

    and into my life
    which began
    that day

    Author notes

    true love story for details see my blog https://theworldaccordingtocosmos.com

    Buddha Child Cries

    by Jake Aller on October 19, 2019.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    the old buddha child cries out
    no one hears his cries of pain

    time catcher

    by Jake Aller on October 19, 2019.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    the time catcher
    was late
    for his daily appointment
    his daily attempt

    to keep time from collapsing
    upon itself
    to save time
    from time itself

    the enemies of time
    were legend
    from the future
    and the past

    all conspiring
    to change time
    and time
    conspiring back

    the time catcher
    stood at the brink
    of time
    at the end of the world

    just another lost soul
    in the end
    abandoned by God
    and the devil

    lost in time
    lost in space
    nothing but dust
    in the cosmic wind

    angel facing the dawning sun

    by Jake Aller on October 19, 2019.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    a lost angel
    wandering in the wilderness
    comes upon a meadow
    as the sun comes up

    she smiles
    as she see sees the dawn
    and her vision quest
    is almost over

    she thinks about her life
    and where she had fled
    from the dismal dark
    corners of her diseased mind

    just another lost soul
    looking for cosmic redemption
    as she turns
    to face the sun

    and learn of her fate
    and that of the earth
    she smiles
    and laughs

    [ late one night ]

    by Jake Aller on October 19, 2019.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    late one night
    I was lost
    wandering the streets
    of Bangkok Thailand

    down by the bars
    by the tracks
    twenty drinks too sober

    looking for some action
    wanting to drink
    my way to hell

    I walked into that bar
    that din of iniquity
    surrounded by naked ladies

    I started drinking
    with my demons
    inside

    and soon I became
    unhinged
    a werewolf
    free of its restrains

    I roar and scream
    and run outside
    howling at the moon

    and the demons
    from hell
    are fast on my heals

    chasing me
    through the dark dangerous streets
    demonic fiends everywhere

    I run and run
    and they are gaining on me
    had too much to drink

    as the sun comes up
    the demons of the dangerous dark
    stop and turn into dust

    vampires can’t stand
    the dawning light

    and I run into the dawning sun
    safe again
    until the next next
    of bad craziness

    unleashes the wild things
    from their prison
    deep inside my head

    Author notes

    one night in bangkok

    A cat’s dark nightmare

    by Jake Aller on October 19, 2019.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    a black cat
    walking down a path
    under the moonlight
    thinking dark thoughts

    the black cat
    is a special cat
    dispatched from hell
    working with the grim reaper

    the black cat
    is on the prowl
    searching for those
    whose time is up

    the cat knows
    and the cat walks
    the dark pathways
    to your door

    and when you open the door
    the cat swoops in
    and bewitches your soul
    taking you with him

    as he meets his Satanic master
    with your soul as his present
    all in all
    a good day for haunting

    Author notes

    a dark cat poem

    drinking your way to hell

    by Jake Aller on October 19, 2019.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    paralyzed, in desperation
    she made her peace with
    self intoxication

    after endless nights, with silent
    tears wept, no salt stains her cheeks
    frozen at a mirror in the face
    of imperfection,
    she lost her will to speak

    as she stared out
    in desperation
    from her lonely room

    drinking to oblivion
    but sleep does not come
    she remains
    twenty drinks too sober

    she walks out into the rain
    walks down to the bar
    that evil den of inquiry
    still twenty drinks too sober

    she starts drinking
    drinking her way to hell
    and back
    showing the devil her soul

    hoping for redemption
    as the sun rises
    and she goes home
    and finally

    sleep overcomes her
    and she slides down
    all the way down
    to hell

    Author notes

    my take

    three autumn colors

    by Jake Aller on October 19, 2019.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    fall colors
    fill my lonely path
    lighting my way forward

    orange, red, yellow
    purple, green blue
    all the colors of the universe

    walking down the mountain trail
    enjoying the autumn splendor
    wondering if winter is near

    Author notes

    fall color reflection haiku

    You stole my Soul

    by Jake Aller on October 19, 2019.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    45 years ago
    you came into my dreams
    and haunted my life
    until one day

    you walked off that bus
    and into my life
    stealing my soul
    my heart and my life

    when I first saw you
    I knew that my life
    was over
    that life began again

    with my eternal soul mate
    the woman I had been searching for
    all my life
    the woman of my dreams

    and so I went to you
    poured out my soul to you
    confessed my undying love to you
    and you accepted me

    and made me whole
    completed me
    made me the man
    that I was meant to be

    Author notes

    true story – for details see my web page Https://theworldaccordingtocosmos.c om

    rumors of war

    by Jake Aller on October 17, 2019.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Rumors of War

    it seems that
    we are in the end times
    wars, and rumors of war
    terrorism all around us

    the dogs of war
    are restless, just waiting
    to emerge from their lairs

    to unleash havoc
    death and destruction
    end of the world

    and the leader of the world
    our purported president
    is every day
    becoming more deranged

    moment by moment
    loosing his mind
    as the inner demons
    take over

    and at such a time
    when the whole world
    seems to be sliding towards war

    Our dear leader
    seems determined
    to lead us to the ultimate
    war of all

    world war 111
    looms ahead
    it could start any day
    and nothing will stop

    our idiot in chief
    from unleashing
    the dogs of war

    Author notes

    more musings on the end times

    the End Times Approaches

    by Jake Aller on October 17, 2019.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    the End Times Approaches

    why do I feel
    the end times are approaching
    with each passing day
    the news gets worst

    the hatred grows
    the fear grows
    the end of time
    comes closer to our door

    and I fear
    the growing power
    of the fascists
    and their ilk

    and I fear
    that the world
    is ending soon

    Author notes

    more musings on the end times

    another day another shooting

    by Jake Aller on October 17, 2019.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Another Day Another Shooting

    another day in paradise
    just another day in America
    land of the free
    Home of the brave

    and guns
    lots of guns
    more guns for all
    cries the NRA

    yes another day
    another gun battle
    another white man
    who just wants to kill

    the President sends his condolences
    Thanks the law enforcement
    for an incredible job well done
    It was horrible

    Hate has no place
    in our country
    and we will take of it
    and do what ever we can do

    condolences
    nothing but false words
    empty words
    lots of things to do

    it is mental illness problem
    but he fails to mention
    the words gun at all
    not at all

    and tomorrow and tomorrow
    but he at least finally said
    hate has no role in country
    nothing but prime BS
    in my humble opinion

    he did not mention
    white supremacy
    his rhetoric had nothing
    nothing to do about this at all

    and so tomorrow
    I will turn on the TV
    and we see
    nothing at all

    and the dead
    will remain dead
    the guns will fire again
    nothing will be done

    welcome to America
    land of the free
    home of the brave

    Author notes

    when will this madness end?

    mountain forrest after fall of humanity

    by Jake Aller on October 17, 2019.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Mountain Forests
    Driving through the vast forests
    Of Central Oregon
    Through the wall of trees
    I imagine them talking to me

    The trees are whispering
    Dark satanic rituals
    Voodoo mumble jumble
    Evil chanting

    Then they speak
    Loud and clear
    Welcome humans
    To our world

    You think you are
    The king of the world
    The lords of creation
    Masters of the universe?

    Soon, all too soon
    God and Gaia his daughter
    Will tire of you
    Their latest plaything

    They will discard you
    Throw you down
    Disgusted at the world
    You have made

    You took the world
    They gave you for your pleasure
    This huge wonderful world
    Filled with life

    You took a paradise
    Beautiful, bountiful
    Rich and wonderful world
    Turned it into a sewer dump

    God and Gaia
    Are not happy
    Not happy at all
    With you stupid humans

    They will rise up
    Smite you down
    And turn you
    Into dust in the cosmic wind

    And we will laugh
    and we will be witnesses
    at your funeral
    but we will not cry

    No one will cry
    No one will miss you
    No one cares about
    The fate of humanity

    And so you
    Will fade away
    Into the distance past
    Just dust in the cosmic wind

    And the trees started laughing
    And the birds and bees
    And all the other animals
    All joined in the manically laughter

    Laughing at the prospect
    Of poetic justice
    For the enemies
    Of the natural world

    And the coyotes
    And the wolves
    Joined in howling
    Under the light of the full moon

    Thus I imagined
    Would be the end of days
    The end of the world
    And the end of humanity

    Author notes

    end of the world musings

    Ghosts in Yakima

    by Jake Aller on October 17, 2019.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Ghosts in Yakima

    Walking along a graveyard
    Looking for my father’s grave
    Seeing all the gravestones

    I begin to sense the spirits
    Of the restless dead
    They linger around the graveyards

    Waiting for visitors
    Eager to talk to anyone
    Who cares to stop

    And chat
    So lonely being a ghost
    With no one to haunt

    Author notes

    communing with ghosts at my father’s grave in Yakima Washington 27 years after his death

    visiting father’s grave

    by Jake Aller on October 17, 2019.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Visiting Father’s Grave

    Visiting my father’s grave
    In Yakima
    The ancestral land of the Aller clan

    Thinking about my father
    And his legacy
    And thinking that I am

    My father’s son
    There is so much
    I wanted to tell him

    So much I wanted to share
    So much I wanted him to see
    My accomplishments

    He was taken from me
    Before I had achieved
    my dreams

    Before I had become the man
    That he and I both knew
    I was destined to be

    Author notes

    written after visiting my father’s grave 27 years after his death

    Cat Dreams

    by Jake Aller on October 17, 2019.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Cat Dreams
    cat sitting smiling
    cat lost in buddha trance thought
    cat dreams kill humans

    Author notes

    another cat poem this one a haiku

    [ Strange Cat Watching Me ]

    by Jake Aller on October 17, 2019.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Strange Cat Watching Me

    A cat sits on the edge of a bed
    Watching me watching him
    Both of us thinking
    What sort of strange creature this is
    That has invaded our personal space
    Upending our daily routines

    The cat came up to me
    Staring at me
    with his soulful eyes
    Boring into my very soul
    Looking for answers
    To these dark fundamental questions

    The cat smiles a mysterious smile
    And purrs in contentment
    Having found an answer of sorts
    And indicates that we can be friends
    As long as I know
    That he is the boss of me

    And I pet him
    Acknowledging
    the time honored
    Ritual of human cat interaction
    That dates
    back to the dawn of time

    When humans and cats
    First became aware
    Of the other
    Strange creature
    that shared
    our planet

    Author notes

    another cat poem

    Oregon Demon cat

    by Jake Aller on October 17, 2019.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Oregon Demon Cat

    The demon cat
    Lived in Medford Oregon

    The demon cat was a big black cat
    His eyes were filled with demonic energy
    He stared at you

    Looking into your very soul
    Filled with anger, and hatred
    For the entire human race

    He seemed at times
    To be not from this planet
    Perhaps an alien species
    Studying the human race

    Or perhaps he came
    Form hell itself

    The demon cat loved to torment visitors
    For some reason he hated the man’s daughter

    The cat would stare at her from his perch
    Down the hall from the old man

    Then he would run at her
    Screaming like an escaped banshee
    Straight out of hell

    She told her dad
    Either the cat goes
    Or I go

    He said
    See you later

    The demon cat smiled
    At the small victory

    And she left the house
    With the demon cat
    Screeching good bye

    Author notes

    as related to me by my barber in Medford Oregon

    deep fake era

    by Jake Aller on October 17, 2019.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    The Deep fake era is upon us
    Every thing is fake these days
Everything is a fraud 
Prepare for the deep fake world
    Fakery, fraud, and falsehoods abound
    All artfully done
    Killing the last shred of human decency left
    Everything is a deep fake
    these days

    Author notes

    part of my fake things collection see my web site https://theworldaccordingtocosmos.com for more fake things poems

    I don’t get it

    by Jake Aller on August 27, 2019.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    I don’t Get It

    Mr. Speaker
    I admit I don’t get it
    How does praye
    Stop gun violence?

    Prayer did not work in Texas.
    26 people were murdered
 while praying.
    God if he exists
    Obviously does not care
    About the poor people
    Who died in his church

    Because a mad man
    Got a gun
    And no they were not praying
    To be delivered from death
    No one deserves to die like this

    So my prayer to you
    Is simply this
Get off your rear end
    Rally the country
    And do something

    About gun violence
    That’s a prayer
I hope works

    Dear Speaker Ryan

    by Jake Aller on August 27, 2019.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Dear Speaker Ryan
    I want to tell you something
    The dead don’t want your prayers
    The dead don’t care that you pray for them
    They are dead after all

    And you and your so-called Christians
    Are to blame
    You refuse to do anything
    Anything at all
    to stop the carnage
In our streets

    The U.S. is flooded with guns
    And more are sold every day
    Millions of people don’t have health coverage
    Millions are barely surviving
    And your answer

    Our dear great compassionate Speaker
    Your answer
    Is Prayer works
    Government action does not

    You act as if the gun violence
    Plaguing our country
    Was like the weather
    Beyond our control

    So here’s my prayer for you
    And your colleagues
    When you die
    I pray that God
    Will send you
    And your friends
    Straight to hell
    Where Satan and his demons
    Will use you for target practice

    That’s my prayer to you
    And as you know
Prayer works

    Author notes

    another gun poem

    It’s a Gun Situation, Mr. President

    by Jake Aller on August 27, 2019.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Mr. President
You are wrong once again
    You said that the tragic events
    in Texas
And Las Vegas were not “gun situations”
    But rather were mental health problems
    And that in Texas
    if there had been no gun controls
    Perhaps fewer people would have died

    Mr. President
    I know you a smart man
    The smartest man in the world

    According to you
    So please contemplate this fact
    According to the latest findings
    It is a gun situation

    In fact, the reason the U.S.
    Has so many gun deaths
    Is because we have so many guns
    45% of the worlds guns in fact
    And 33 percent of the world’s shooters
    Are Americans killing other Americans
    And most of them

    the majority of them
    Are White men killing other people
    Not Islamic terrorists

    Most are in fact
    Self-proclaimed Christians
    So Mr. President
    When will you come to your senses
    And do what 90 percent of the public wants

    Enact nation wide effective gun controls?
    And tell the NRA
    they can take their blood money elsewhere

    When Mr. President
    When will you act
    When will you take charge
    And become a President of the people
    Instead of the President of the NRA?

    Author notes

    another gun poem

    Virginia Beach Massacre Never Again

    by Jake Aller on August 27, 2019.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Virgina Beach

    In a night of horrific scumbagery violence
    Rarely seen in this jaded age of ours
    Gone in one hour
    In a spasm of horrific scumbagery violence
I
    In just a few short minutes

    Nothing more than that
    In just a few moments
    All 12 victims were murdered
    By a disgruntled employee

    Every one he knew was shot
    And killed for no reason
    Caused by the demons
    His soul was so infected

    Murderous demonic voices
    All in his head
    Screaming kill them all
    kill them all

    Screaming none stop violence in his head
    All the time
    Causing him to start shooting
    everyone he saw

    Regardless of who they were
    or where they were
    Everyone must die
    screamed the demonic voices in his head
    No one can be left alive

    Everyone must die
    Virtually all must die
    in his internal video game
    Everyone must die

    Regardless of who they were
    or where they were
    Again just another day
    Gone horribly wrong

    All across America
In
    every town
    No where is safe anymore
    Virgina Beach massacre

    Virgina Beach massacre
    Just another
    Average night in America
    An Active Shooter
    scumbagery violence
    Rarely seen

    in this jaded wild world
Gone in one hour
    In a spasm of horrific
scumbagery
    In just a less than 30 short minutes
    Nothing more than
    In just a few short 30 moments
    All the victims

    were murdered while at their daily
    work
wrong place wrong time
    act of a demotic deranged madman
    voices screaming Kill
    The voices scream
    death to all humans

    All must be killed
    The voices scream over and over
    All must die now

    Just another night in America
    Land of the Free
    Home of the free

    Author notes

    another gun poem

    More Guns for Everyone

    by Jake Aller on August 27, 2019.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    More Guns for Everyone in the World

    The NRA has decided
    That the best solution to global problem
    Of rampant violence and crime everywhere
    Is for the rest of the world

    To become like the U.S.
    Where anyone can buy a gun
    As an armed society is a polite society’

    And so the President i
    s about to announce
    A global campaign against gun control restrictions

    As these restrictions
    are an undue burden
    On the rights of the US arms manufactures
    To sell their guns
    everywhere in the world

    As everyone wants what we have to sell
    The best weapons in the world
    Instead of trying to limit the damage

    That unrestricted gun sales
    Have done to the U.S.
    Our President, our great leader
    Wants to sell more guns
    Everywhere in the world

    And there are eager buyers
    Lining up around the world
    Eager to buy the best guns
    The world has ever seen

    We want to export
    The gun madness
    That has infected our society

    Leaving behind so many dead bodies
    The dead were not consulted
    For they remain dead

    They do not vote
T
    hey have no voice
    For the guns silenced 
them
    For good
 just as the guns intended

    Just doing their gun thing after all
    Humanity has evolved
    From stones to arrows
    To guns
T o nuclear, biological weapons

    And the U.S.
 While proclaiming itself
    A champion of Human Rights
    Remains nothing

    but a country
    Of gun runners
 Merchants of death
    And destruction

    Author notes

    another gun poem

    NRA Quit Talking

    by Jake Aller on August 27, 2019.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    NRA Please Stop Talking

    Another day
    Another mass shooting
    Another incident
    of domestic terrorism

    another gun man
    killing people
    because just because
 he can
    and he wants to kill people

    The NRA 
And their stooges
    Come out
    Flood the airways
    With their noxious
    Poisonous weasel words

    The NRA says
    Mass shootings
    Are like the weather
    You can’t control them
    You can’t predict them
    And you can’t prevent them

    Just have to accept
    It is all god’s will
    Guns don’t kill people
    IF guns were outlawed
    Only outlaws
 would have guns

    Only solution 
Is more guns
    For everyone
    An armed society
    they say 
Is a polite society

    Support for gun control
I is
    socialist/communist/fascist/anti-Am  erican/anti-Christian nonsense
    The beginning of tyranny

    If only the Jews had guns
    The holocaust would not have happened

    Jesus would want us all
    to be armed 
with machine guns
    To protect us against the evil doers
    It is the Christian thing to do

    To blow away evil doers
    With heavy arms

    In America
    Land of the free
    Home of the brave
    We can’t do anything

    At all
    About the mass carnage
    Unleashed by madmen with guns
    Who walk among us
    Searching for their next victims
    Any restriction of the right

    To bear arms
    Is tyranny at its worst
    The nanny state run amuck
    Talking about gun control
    After a tragic event
Is

    just not the appropriate time
    We only need prayers
    and meaningless thoughts

    Universal background checks
    Too onerous
    Registering guns
    Too burdensome

    Researching gun violence
    waste of tax payer money
    banning military style assault weapons
r

    Restricts my right
    to blow 
away
    Bambi the deer
with a M16

    the NRA will keep talking
    talking and talking
    preventing anything
    from being done

    and we will have another
    Mass shooting event
    Before the day is out

    So my plead
    This day
To the NRA
A
    and their stoogies
    Talk is cheap
    Your comments
Are not helping

    If you can’t
    Be a part of the solution
    Just stop talking
    Please stop talking

    And let the rest
    Of us  figure out
    How to stop
    The madness in the streets
    And stop the carnage

    So NRA
    Please
 just
 stop
 talking
 Now

    Author notes

    another gun stop

    guns Kill People

    by Jake Aller on August 27, 2019.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Guns kill people
g
    Guns do kill people
    it is not mental illness
    it is not video games
    it is not a million other things

    it is simply this
    a gun is a weapon
    a weapon designed to kill people

    That is what guns do
    guns don’t care
    they do as they are told
    If you pull the trigger
t
    They will kill the victim

    that is what guns do
    that is why 
in a civilized society
    military assault weapons 
are locked up

    yet in America
    the land of the free
    home of the brave
    everyone and his cousin
    must have their gun

    guns for everyone
    cries the NRA
    that’s the solution

    The president
a
    and his supporters
    deny the obvious
    guns kill people
    That’s all they do

    it is a gun thing
    you would not understand
    Guns just do
    what guns gonna do
    kill people

    Mr. President
    You can take your words
    your empty platitudes
    Your empty promises
    Your prayers

    straight to hell
    and back

    where with any luck
    Satan will use you
    as target practice

    Author notes

    another gun poem

    Chief of Staff You are Absurd

    by Jake Aller on August 27, 2019.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    the President’s chief of staff
    said the other day
    it was absurd
    to suggest that the president’s words
    had anything to do
    with recent mass shootings

    yet is it absurd
    to see the lengths
    to which the President’s supporters
    will twist and turn
    spinning awa
y
    the inconvenient truth
    President Trump 
is a racist bigot con man
    who some how
 conned his way
    to become President
    he call immigrants criminals, vermin, animals
    invaders infesting the country
    the El Paseo shooter
    said that he went to the border
    to shoot the invaders
    and said
 that he was a big Trump fan
    it is not absurd
 to connect these two huge dots
    The President’s words
    have real world consequences

    Yes Mr. Trump is a racist pig
a
    and his supporters
 are being absurd
    to suggest otherwise

    Author notes

    another gun poem

    Mr. President Words Matter

    by Jake Aller on August 27, 2019.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Mr. President Words Matter

    Mr President
    Words matter
    your words matter

    your words of hate
    your words of division
    your words 
calling fellow human beings 
scum, vermin,
    invaders, animals 
matter

    they matter a lot
    and is it little wonder
    that people listen
    to the hate you sprew forth

    and some deranged people
    take action 
on your call 
for action
    against the invaders
    on the border

    they march to the border
    to kill the invaders
    your words matter
    Mr. President

    and your false words
of regret
    fool no one
    the damage has been done
    the hate has been spread
    just as you intended

    and you 
have the gall
    to call yourself
A Christian
    you are the anti-Christ
    you are not a Christian
    so please quite pretending
    to be what you are not

    please man up
    accept your responsibility
    set things right
    apologize

    the dead though
    don’t need your prayers
    they need action
    they need leadership

    and you are the president
    so please start acting
    like you give a damn

    and if you do so
    perhaps 
you will find
    people will follow you
    but please
 quite the words 
of hate

    the words that hurt
    and quit calling immigrants
 invaders
    and vermin

    they are human beings
    they are deserving of respect
    this I ask of you 
In Jesus’s name
    even though I am not a Christian

    Author notes

    another gun poem

    another day, another shooting

    by Jake Aller on August 27, 2019.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Another Day Another Shooting

    another day in paradise
    just another day in America
l
    and of the free
    Home of the brave

    and gunshots, lots of gunshots
    more guns for all
    cries the NRA

    yes another day
    another gun battle
    another white man
    who just wants to kill

    the President sends his condolences
    Thanks the law enforcement
    for an incredible job well done
    It was horrible

    Hate has no place
    in our country
    and we will take of it

    and do what ever we can do
    condolences 
nothing but false words
    empty words
    lots of things to do

    it is mental illness problem
    but he fails to mention
    the words gun at al
    l
not at all

    and tomorrow and tomorrow
    but he at least finally
    said 
hate has no role in country
    nothing but prime BS
    in my humble opinion

    he did not mention 
white supremacy
    his rhetoric had nothing
    nothing to do
    about this at all

    and so tomorrow
    I will turn on the TV
    and we see
    nothing at all

    and the dead
    will remain dead
    the guns will fire again
    nothing will be done
    welcome to America
    land of the free
    home of the brave

    Author notes

    part of collection of gun poems the rest are on my blog https://theworldaccordingtocosmos.com

    st Peter Grants me Five more years

    by Jake Aller on May 8, 2019.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    St Peter Grants Me Five More Years

    This morning I woke up
    And saw a band of six white angels
    Starting at me

    The lead angel spoke up
    And said
    Come with us

    And leaned over
    Indicating I was to climb
    On her back

    Then a spinning red portal
    Appeared in the room
    And we drove through

    Flying through
    time
    And space

    Then we saw
    A shinning city
    High on a hill

    Our destination
    Heaven
    Appeared before our eyes

    We entered
    the large central square
    And they deposited me

    In front
    Of St Peter’s Cathedral
    And told me to go inside

    I went inside
    And a large black man
    Dressed in a black suit

    Looking like Mr. Smith
    From the Matrix movies
    Barked at me

    Name purpose of your visit?
    Jake Cosmos Aller
    I was brought here
    By six angels
    Why I don’ t know
    Hmm he said

    Consulting his cosmic blackberry
    You have an audience
    With St Peter

    Follow me
    I am Gabriel
    The chief of staff

    To St Peter
    I followed him
    Past hundreds of heavenly bureaucrats

    All dressed in black suits
    Clones of St. Gabriel
    Staring at giant computers

    I walked into the throne room
    St. Peter told me to sit down
    A computer screen popped up

    And I saw the scenes of my life
    Flash by
    Everything I had done

    Then St. Peter looked at me
    Said,
    Son,

    on balance you’ve done
    more good
    Than bad

    It is time for our decision

    But I need more time
    Get my affairs in order
    Need to finish my novels

    My poetry
    My life story
    My movie

    Dude he said
    I’ll give you five years
    To get your affairs together

    But the most important thing
    You need to do
    Is spend those five years

    Worshiping
    and serving
    Angela your soul mate

    The angels appeared
    And we flew
    back home

    I woke up
    Saw my wife
    Told the story

    She smiled
    Said she will argue
    With god himself

    To give me
    50 more years
    With her

    I smiled
    And kissed her
    And began

    our final years
    together
    vowing

    to make the most
    of the time
    St. Peter had granted us

    Berkeley 1955

    by Jake Aller on May 8, 2019.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    1955 Berkeley

    The day I was born
    was the day that Rock N Roll
    was born

    on a Cincinnati Radio station
    Roll Over Beethoven by Chuck Berry
    was the first Rock song officially played

    on the radio

    coincidence, I think not
    for I was born
    a rocking and a rolling
    the day I burst out on the stage

    yelling
    whoa Jake
    here I am!

    In Oakland
    I was the only white baby born
    at the Kaiser hospital
    near my father’s house

    in the ghetto
    in West Berkeley
    where junior professors lived

    escaped the draft
    due to typo on my birth certificate
    born on the 30th at 4 am
    the night nurse typed October 29

    and that became my legal birthday
    and of course
    I celebrate both days
    Why the hell not?

    and Howl was written
    in Berkeley
    and performed in SF

    many great writers
    lived there

    including the great Philip K Dick
    who briefly dated my Mom
    before she met my father

    a few years later I attended
    Thousand Oaks
    a mostly white school

    in a neighborhood
    that was becoming
    Berkeley’s China town

    later went to King
    which was 40 black
    40 percent white
    10 percent Asian
    10 percent Hispanic

    When I graduated from BHS
    the percentages
    had barely changed
    still, the majority were the minority
    and still is as far as I know

    BHS school
    1972 to 1974
    we had tear gas days
    when the students revolted
    and were chased
    down the street

    we went to Cal
    to watch the demonstrations
    and cheer them on
    we all hated the war

    many of our older siblings
    had gone and died
    the black panther party
    was founded at BHS

    Jimmi Hendrix’s last school
    same with the CCR

    Green Day
    and so many other
    great and not so great bands

    and a famous porn star
    a NBA player
    and associated others

    who can forget
    Peets coffee
    Jamba Juice
    Cheese Collective
    Oscars – now closed
    Giant Burgers?
    Bongo Burgers?
    Top Dog

    And the other quirky Berkeley establishment
    Where establishment coffee was never served!

    a few joined
    the State Department
    with me as well

    I never went to CAL
    My two brothers did
    They had better grades than me
    Better test scores too

    As I traveled the world
    These last decades
    There is something
    That I will always remember

    You can take someone
    Out of Berkeley
    But you can’t take
    Berkeley out of them

    For you will always remain
    Berkeley to the core
    The best city
    In the known universe

    Long live Berkeley
    The center of my universe
    And the home of my heart
    I know that someday I will return

    I am still Berkeley enough
    Dude!

    Author notes

    inspired by a fellow all poet who wrote a poem entitled 1948

    impossible dream haikus

    by Jake Aller on May 2, 2019.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Five Dream Haiku

    impossible dreams
    sometimes they do come to life
    sometimes come true

    Impossible dreams
    I have had a few come true
    Dreamt of meeting wife

    And in my dream life
    She walked out of my dreaming
    Night time vision came true

    Life is but a dream
    That is what they say my dear
    And I have lived dreams

    Dreaming of meeting her
    Then she walks out of the dream
    And into my arms

    Author notes

    based on WD May 1 prompt to write impossible poems, also based on my real life love story for details check out my web blog at Https://theworldaccordingtocosmos.c om

    lion dreams of impossible dreams

    by Jake Aller on May 2, 2019.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    A lion’s impossible Dream

    An old lion
    Roars in his sleep
    Recalling an impossible dream

    In his dream
    He was a man
    Who was chasing a dream
    Chasing an impossible dream

    The man
    Was haunted
    By a dream girl

    A girl who appeared
    Nightly in his dreams
    Beckoning him to join her

    He searched the world
    Looking for her
    And then one day

    She walked
    Off a bus
    And into his life

    The lion woke up
    From the impossible dream
    Smiling at the thought

    Then he went off
    To search for his
    Impossible dream

    Dreaming still
    Of being a man
    In search
    of a dream girl

    Author notes

    may 1 WD challenge to write an impossible poem

    [ NRA Please Stop Talking ]

    by Jake Aller on April 30, 2019.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    NRA Please Stop Talking

    Another day
    Another mass shooting
    Another incident
    of domestic terrorism

    another gun man
    killing people
    because just because

    The NRA
    And their stooges
    Come out

    Flood the airways
    With their noxious
    Poisionous weasel words

    The NRA says
    Mass shootings
    Are like the weather

    You can’t control them
    You can’t predict them
    And you can’t prevent them
    Just have to accept it
    It is all god’s will

    Guns don’t kill people
    If guns were outlawed
    Only outlaws
    Would have guns

    Only solution
    Is more guns
    For everyone

    An armed society they say
    Is a polite society

    Support for gun control
    Is socialist/communist/fascist/anti-Am  erican/anti-Christian nonsense
    The beginning of tryany

    If only the Jews had guns
    The holocaust would not have happened

    Jesus would want us all to be armed
    with machine guns
    To protect us against the evil doers

    It is the Christian thing to do
    To blow away evil doers
    With heavy arms

    In America
    Land of the free
    Home of the brave

    We can’t do anything
    At all
    About the mass carnage

    Unleashed by madmen with guns
    Who walk among us
    Searching for their next victims

    Any restriction of the right
    To bear arms
    Is tyranny at its worst
    The nanny state run amuk

    Talking about gun control
    After a tragic event
    Is just not the appropriate time

    We need prayers
    And meaningless thoughts

    Universal background checks
    Too onerous

    Registering guns
    Too burdensome

    Researching gun violence
    waste of tax payer money

    banning military style assault weapons
    restricts my right to blow
    away bambi the deer with a M16
    in the end
    the NRA will keep talking
    talking and talking

    preventing anything
    from being done

    and w will have another
    Mass shooting event
    Before the day is out

    So my plead
    This day

    To the NRA
    And their stoogies

    Talk is cheap
    Your comments
    Are not helping

    If you can’t
    Be a part of the solution
    Just stop talking
    Please stop talking

    And let the rest
    Of us
    Figure out

    How to stop
    The madness in the streets
    And stop the carnage

    So NRA

    Please
    just
    stop
    talking
    Now

    Author notes

    Today’s final writers digest April Poetry Month’s challenge was to writers was to write a “stop” poem.  I wrote the first draft this morning with the news of San Diego, then as I was about to submit it news broke of a shooting in Hawaii.  The NRA and their stooges always come on the air sprouting nonsense afterward. Hence my plead for them to stop talking now!

    Here We Go Again

    by Jake Aller on April 29, 2019.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Here We Go Again

    In a few short months
    The political silly season
    Will be upon us

    As the nation
    And world
    Prepares to choose

    The next leader
    Of these disunited States
    Of America

    Will the people
    Wake up
    And toss

    The boy child president
    Out on his proverbial butt?

    Will sanity prevail
    And reason return
    To the body politic?

    One can only hope
    But I fear
    That the Trumpmeister

    And the dark shadow figures
    Behind him

    Have many cards
    Up their proverbial sleaves

    And they know
    That the game is rigged
    They know how it is played
    And they know

    Where the bodies are buried
    For they buried the bodies

    And are prepared
    To do
    Whatever it takes

    To ensure
    Their buddy

    Their clown show
    Enabler

    Will be reelected
    So that they can continue
    To rape, and pillage
    The earth

    Making gazzilons
    Of dollars
    As the world burns
    And civilization grinds
    To a halt

    They will find a way
    To escape
    They are the ultimate surviors
    After all

    And they never
    Get voted off the island
    Because they own the island
    The TV station
    And everyone’s soul

    And so here we go again
    And again
    Until the end of time itself
    A constant battle

    Against the dark evil forces
    Conspiring against common good

    To them
    We are just cogs
    In the machinery
    Mere inputs

    They don’t care
    About you or me
    All they care about
    Is how much they
    Money they can make
    Off of you

    Strap in
    Here we go again
    The ride will get bumpy
    Before it is all over

    Author notes

    april 29th WD prompt write a poem blank again

    Youngchando Springtime Remix Cherita version

    by Jake Aller on April 28, 2019.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    corrected version

    Yongchongdo Remixed Cherita version

    In the early morning dawn

    I like to go for a walk
    Down among the cherry trees

    And flowering plants
    Just to welcome
    Another fine spring day

    As the sun comes up

    Dispelling my dismal mood
    And filling me

    With love
    Hope
    and peace

    As I walk the path

    Of the world peace forest
    Near my island home

    Near the chaos of the airport
    Through the forest
    and over the mountain

    breathing the springtime air

    alive filled with life
    and I think to myself

    this moment
    is the moment
    that I am meant

    to experience

    life itself
    and nothing more

    nothing less
    Just breath in life
    Waiting to die

    Author notes

    for April 28 Writer digest’s challenge was to write a remix poem of an earlier poem we posted changing the poem in some way. So I took Springtime in Youngchango which was in quatrains and rewrote into a series of cheritas using the stanza structure on

    1 line

    2 lines

    3 lines

    [ Living in the Far East ]

    by Jake Aller on April 27, 2019.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Living in the Far East

    When I graduated from college
    I joined the Peace Corps

    And ended up in the Far East
    And spend decades

    Wandering about East Asia
    Lived in Korea for ten years

    In Thailand for two years
    In India for three years

    Travelled to Taiwan twice
    Hong Kong and Macao

    Vietnam twice
    Japan four times

    Learned Korean
    Some Hindu
    A smattering of Chinese
    Japanese and Vietnamese

    Married a Korean woman
    And became half Korean

    A kimchi addict
    A true Korean foodie

    Along the way
    And now

    As an old man
    I live half the year

    In the east
    And half in the west

    But my heart
    Remains in the East

    Who knows where I will die
    If I die in the east

    That will be fine
    By me

    For by now
    I am half Asian

    In spirit
    And in East Asia
    I may meet my final days
    And that is fine by me

    Author notes

    april 27 writers digest challenge write a poem about directions I chose East Asia

    walking down the frozen white path

    by Jake Aller on April 26, 2019.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    walking down the frozen white path
    as the evening starts to falls
    as I walk in the snow and talk
    listening to the bird calls
    filling the air with the music of Bach
    I find myself getting lost
    as I continue my lonely walk
    death waits heading to the end of time

    As I walk the snowing cold path
    the dark evil evening continues to fall
    the very stars are on the war path
    lightening the up air as they fall
    littering the ground with their cosmic sprawl
    as the dying sun sets into the dark night
    I come upon an ancient ruined wall
    No one around as the end time approaches

    I continue my lonely dismal walk
    Rushing towards the end of time
    no more time for mere talk
    death waits heading to the end of time

    Author notes

    for the April 26 writers digest prompt we were to write an evening poem. So I followed the ballade form from writing.com for an extra prompt.

    [ I am living a lonely life ]

    by Jake Aller on April 25, 2019.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    I am living a lonely life
    Exiled from my home land
    A stranger in a strange land
    Far from where I grew up
    Searching for what I lost

    Just an exiled poet
    Wandering the mountains
    Deep in thought
    Wondering what
    Adventures wait me
    As I wander the mountain paths

    Wandering here and there
    Just searching for my lost life
    Wondering where my life
    Has gone so terribly wrong
    And why I am on this path

    I see on the mountain path
    A secret climbing cave
    And I enter the cave
    Hoping to find
    A portal

    Back to my lost world
    To my lost time
    To the beginning
    Of my journal
    The beginning
    Of my long exile

    But I can’t find
    My way back
    And am soon lost
    And so I become
    A ghost-like figure
    A lost soul of the damn

    Doomed to wander
    The world
    Wandering the mountains
    Lost in dark thoughts
    Forever exiled
    From my love

    Author notes

    April 25 poem based on writers digest challenge to write a poem about exile

    hidden treasures of Seoul

    by Jake Aller on April 24, 2019.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    In Seoul
    A vibrant thriving city
    Of a million stories
    Of a million tales

    There are hidden jewels
    All around the city
    The city is laced
    With secret mountain paths

    Only the locals know
    Where these paths go
    As the mountain paths
    Criss cross the city

    Every neighborhood
    Has their mountain
    At the top
    Lies the exercise equipment

    And old men and woman
    Perhaps the guardian angels
    Of the mountain
    Mountain spirits

    Stand guard
    At the top of the mountain
    Looking down
    At the teaming masses

    Old men and woman
    Walk about
    In the trails
    High in the mountains

    The city is also laced
    With canals and stream beds
    Everywhere you wander
    You are not far from water ways

    The secret trails cover the city
    Yet the city does not seem
    To know how to promote
    These wonderous trails

    Yes, the city of Seoul
    Is filled with hidden treasures
    Hidden gems
    Deep in the mountains

    As I walk in the hills
    Lost in thought
    The cherry trees
    Snowing all around

    I reflect again
    On the hidden gems
    The hidden trails
    The hidden treasure of Seoul

    Author notes

    today’s poem April 24 was inspired by a walk along Baekbongsan  a hidden mountain path in Seoul

    four haiku and one tanka

    by Jake Aller on April 23, 2019.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    walking on the path
    in the world peace forest
    snowing cherry trees

    the world at peace
    walking with love of my life
    all is right with me

    the falling cherry trees
    along the path of the forest
    reminds us of love

    endless noise on TV
    quiet on the path outside
    peace in my soul

    Tanka

    in dangerous times
    we retreat to our corners
    convinced we are right
    everyone else is evil
    everyone else must die

    Author notes

    poems inspired by snowing cherry trees  for april 23 poem

    Balanced in Berkeley

    by Jake Aller on April 22, 2019.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Balanced in Berkeley

    Born in Berkeley, California
    a product of the wild ’70s
    just a lost white brother
    hanging about
    downtown

    brothers
    can you hang about
    listen to me lover
    wildness left from the 60’ des
    want to fly away from California

    brothers
    leave the 60’s
    ride away my lover
    can you dig that without a doubt
    born in Berkeley, California

    Author notes

    based on writers.com balance poetry form prompt. also written as a postcard fragment from Berkeley Bob to a friend expressing his desire to leave Berkeley to travel someday

    PS I grew up in Berkeley in the late 60’s 70s graduated from BHS in 1974 so I can relate to this poem.  in a sense, I never left or rather I travel the world but Berkeley lives on in my Soul

    [ In the early morning dawn ]

    by Jake Aller on April 21, 2019.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    In the early morning dawn
    I like to go for a walk
    Down among the cherry trees
    And flowering plants

    Just to welcome
    Another fine spring day
    As the sun comes up
    Dispelling my dismal mood

    And filling me
    With love
    Hope and peace

    As I walk the path
    along the world peace forest
    near my island home
    near the chaos of the airport

    Through the forest
    and over the mountain
    breathing the springtime air
    alive filled with life

    and I think to myself
    this moment
    is the moment
    that I am meant to experience

    life itself
    and nothing more
    nothing less
    Just breath in life

    Author notes

    corrected typo

    Spring Time Sketch in Youngchando, Korea

    by Jake Aller on April 21, 2019.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    In the early morning dawn
    I like to go for a walk
    Down among the cherry trees
    And flowering plants

    Just to welcome
    Another fine spring day
    As the sun comes up
    Dispelling my dismal mood

    And filling me
    With love
    Hope and peace
    As I walk the in
    the world peace forest

    Through the forest
    and over the mountain
    breathing the springtime air
    alive filled with life

    and I think to myself
    this moment
    is the moment
    that I am meant to experience

    life itself
    and nothing more
    nothing less
    Just breath in life

    Author notes

    based on a photo of cherry trees along the world peace forest near my house in Youngchangdo, Korea, and based on the April 21 writers digest poetry prompt to write a poetic sketch

    it is darker than you think

    by Jake Aller on April 20, 2019.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    It is darker than you think

    an old hag
    an old witch
    strictly old school
    is talking to young people

    She tells them
    that it is darker
    than they think
    the end times approach

    She proclaims
    she sees the world ending
    and is warning them
    of what is to come

    She is following
    the dark master
    of the universe
    waiting for the end

    and she is afraid
    she sees the world
    the end of things
    the end of life

    She is afraid
    she tells her students
    to boldly face
    the coming end

    with fear
    and trepidation
    and anxiety
    waiting for the end

    and in the end
    of the world
    they will be born
    again

    as things circle back
    to the beginning
    of the end
    and the end
    of the beginning

    thus it has always
    played out
    in the world
    endless nightmares

    and in the end, she will wake up
    and embrace her fate
    at the end of time

    Author notes

    from April 20 writers digest prompt to write a dark poem

    licneses

    by Jake Aller on April 19, 2019.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Licenses

    Bankers have a license to steal
    money from their clients
    if you make a mistake
    the bank can steal your money
    as part of their banking license

    Governments have a license
    to steal money from the public
    its is called taxation
    or confiscation

    It seems that police these days
    have a license
    to kill unarmed brown people
    but only brown people

    and the president
    has a license to lie
    as he lies all the time
    just because he can

    and I have the ultimate license
    the poetic license
    to write these verses
    to enlighten the masses

    Author notes

    april 19th writers digest April poetry challenge’s prompt was to write a poem about licenses

    Little Man Child President

    by Jake Aller on April 18, 2019.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    A little man child
    Is our great and glorious dear leader
    Filled with hatred and jealousy
    Fear of failure haunts his every step

    The little man child
    Covers up his failures
    With bluster, bravado
    And constant attack

    The little man child
    Always attacking his enemies
    Plotting revenge all the time
    Consumed with slights and insults

    The little man child
    Lost millions of dollars
    The little man child
    Lost the popular vote

    The little man child
    Has lost the respect of the world
    And 60 percent of Americans
    Want to see him gone

    The little man child
    Has infected the body politic
    With his insidious poison
    A slowly growing cancer

    The little man child
    Will end up destroying
    The country
    Before he is through

    The little man child
    Can’t leave office
    For fear of going to prison
    So we are stuck with him

    The little man child
    Will never leave us
    Until he is resting
    In peace in hell

    Author notes

    from April 18 Writer’s Digest poetry prompt to write a poem starting with the word Little….

    [ President Trump International Fire Fighter in Chief? ]

    by Jake Aller on April 16, 2019.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    President Trump International Fire Fighter in Chief?

    Our dear leader
    Our favorite President
    President Trump
    Once again

    Interjected himself
    Into areas that he knows nothing about
    Making a fool of himself
    In the process

    In the midst
    Of the devastating Paris Norte Dame Fire
    He tweeted

    “So horrible to watch the massive fire
    at Notre Dame Cathedral in Paris,”

    “Perhaps flying water tankers
    could be used to put it out.
    Must act quickly!”

    Later, Mr. Obvious noted,

    They’re having a terrible,
    terrible fire,”

    Mr Trump later told reporters.

    “It looks like it’s burning to the ground.”

    The French were not amused
    By the unwanted advice
    By the fire fighter in chief

    France’s civil defense agency,
    Sécurité Civile, tweeted —
    once in French
    and once in English
    — less than two hours after Mr Trump

    sent his tweet
    and appeared
    to directly respond to the US president.

    “Helicopter or aeroplane,
    the weight of the water
    and the intensity of the drop
    at low altitude

    could indeed weaken
    the structure of Notre Dame
    and result in collateral damage
    to the buildings in the vicinity,”

    the agency wrote in French.
    And despite never posting updates in English,

    And the French provided
    This helpful advice
    To the Fire Fighter in chief

    When California burned
    you did not seem to be a fire expert.
    Please, shut up.
    It is a tragic moment
    for the cultural heritage of humanity.

    Author notes

    found poem based on President Trump’s tweet about Norte Dame fire April 17th submission in April Poetry contest  source document

    US President Donald Trump lashed
    for ‘ignorant’ tweet about Notre Dame
    World leaders mourned with France as the country watched its historic landmark burn. But Donald Trump’s Notre-Dame tweet fell flat.

    Notre Dame fire: Thousands watch as cathedral burns

    As a catastrophic fire tore through one of the world’s most beloved cultural treasures, US President Donald Trump assessed the response from the other side of the globe and offered unsolicited advice for firefighters.

    “So horrible to watch the massive fire at Notre Dame Cathedral in Paris,” Mr Trump tweeted earlier today as more than 400 firefighters tried to save the Notre Dame cathedral.
    “Perhaps flying water tankers could be used to put it out. Must act quickly!”

    The spire collapses as smoke and flames engulf the Notre Dame Cathedral in Paris. Picture: Geoffroy Van Der HasseltSource:AFP
    Mr Trump had tweeted from Air Force One, minutes before he landed in the US state of Minnesota for a speech.
    “They’re having a terrible, terrible fire,” Mr Trump later told reporters. “It looks like it’s burning to the ground.”
    France’s civil defense agency, Sécurité Civile, tweeted — once in French and once in English — less than two hours after Mr Trump sent his tweet and appeared to directly respond to the US president.
    “Helicopter or aeroplane, the weight of the water and the intensity of the drop at low altitude could indeed weaken the structure of Notre Dame and result in collateral damage to the buildings in the vicinity,” the agency wrote in French.
    And despite never posting updates in English, the agency then sent out a second tweet.
    Hundreds of firemen of the Paris Fire Brigade are doing everything they can to bring the terrible #NotreDame fire under control. All means are being used, except for water-bombing aircrafts which, if used, could lead to the collapse of the entire structure of the cathedral.
    — Sécurité Civile Fr (@SecCivileFrance) April 15, 2019
    Mr Trump’s tweet was almost universally slammed, with many of the president’s Twitter followers calling his advice “ignorant”.
    When California burned you did not seem to be a fire expert. Please, shut up. It is a tragic moment for the cultural heritage of humanity.
    — PabloMM (@PabloMM) April 15, 2019
    Flying water tankers would damage the building, nice try

    Hundreds of firemen of the Paris Fire Brigade are doing everything they can to bring the terrible #NotreDame fire under control. All means are being used, except for water-bombing aircrafts which, if used, could lead to the collapse of the entire structure of the cathedral.
    — Sécurité Civile Fr (@SecCivileFrance) April 15, 2019

    Wayne McPartland, a retired New York City Fire Department battalion chief, told CNBCthat aerial tankers are not the answer at Notre Dame.
    “If you hit that with tons of water from above, that’s going to collapse the entire structure and make the situation worse,” McPartland said. “If you miss, you might hit civilians in the street.”

    Catching the Trump Fever, Releasing the Trump Monsters

    by Jake Aller on April 16, 2019.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    April 16 Catching the Trump Madness

    It seems that every day
    The trump madness deepens
    As our leader descends
    Into dementia and madness

    And his followers continue
    To follow having drunk the Kool aide
    They don’t see the madness
    That Trump has engendered

    They are immune from all criticism
    It is all fake news to them
    Nothing but nonsense
    Part of the anti-Trump cabal

    And as the world descends
    Into more madness
    Led by the mad king
    I despair

    Wondering if and when
    The world will wake up
    And shake off this madness
    This trump fever

    Releasing the Trump Monsters

    The Trump madness deepens
    And the world grows darker
    The evil ones have been released
    The wild things are growling

    The dogs of war
    Satan’s hell hounds
    Are on the loose
    Howling at the moon

    Running amuk
    Infecting us all
    With their madness
    As we all turn into mindless zombies

    Filled with hatred
    Jealousy and insanity
    As Trump and his neo-fascist
    Cabal unleash the monsters

    Of their dangerous id
    Devouring all reason
    Turning all they see
    Into raving lunatics

    As they set the world on fire
    Ushering in the ends of days
    Armageddon looms
    Will Trump be raptured away?

    Only God knows
    And he is not telling
    As we descend
    Into the maelstrom

    Hoping against hope
    That we can overcome
    The monsters
    That Trump has unleashed

    In the end
    Perhaps it does not matter
    As the world careens
    Deeper into hell

    There is no end
    Nothing but despair
    Forever and ever
    The Trump madness never ends

    Author notes

    based on writers digest April 16 prompt to write a catch and release poem

    April 15 Shaman Priestess Predicts the End of the World

    by Jake Aller on April 15, 2019.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    April 15, 2019 Prayers for the Future of the Planet

    A shaman priestess
    Is deep in thought
    Engaged in Meditation
    on the fate
    Of the earth

    She is deep in the cosmic woods
    In the world between worlds
    Where she is communing
    With the spirits of the universe
    Who listens to her tale of woe

    She tells them
    Of the rise of the neo-fascists
    And the refusal to address
    The possible end of the world
    Due to run away climate change

    She prays and prays
    And finally
    She receives an answer
    More a prediction
    It is all up to humans

    She has two visions
    Of a possible future
    Two contrasting visions
    One a dystopian nightmare
    The other an optimistic vision

    The first
    The neo-fascists
    Seize control
    And usher in a dystopian nightmare
    That ends with utter destruction

    Nuclear war
    Nuclear winter
    Ends climate change
    As civilization ends
    And mankind retreat to caves

    And it happens
    In a blink of an eye
    In less than five years
    The world will end
    Game over civilization ends

    The second vision
    The optimistic vision
    Humanity wakes up
    From their collective nightmare
    Throws off the neo-fascist cabal

    And begin to change the world
    Making the economy works
    For all of us
    Not just the corrupt 1 percent
    The so-called masters of the Universe

    They are overthrown
    In a people’s power revolution
    All over the world
    People wake up
    Demand change

    And slowly the world
    Begins to recover
    And overcome
    The dark hours
    Of the present age

    The shaman priestess
    Returns home
    To spread the word
    It up to us
    To choose our fate

    The end is indeed near
    It is darker than you think
    But it is not over yet
    If we choose the path
    Of the cosmic light

    And overthrow
    The neo-fascist cabal
    And restore democracy
    And peace will break out
    And all will end well

    If not
    Well she says
    You have been warned
    The universe has spoken
    So, mote it be

    Author notes

    based on creative talents unleashed photo prompt and writers digest April 15 challenge to write a prediction poem

    california burning burning bight

    by Jake Aller on April 14, 2019.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    California Burning Bright

    California
    burning bright wildfires
    end of the world
    an apocalyptic
    vision of the world’s end

    Author notes

    april 14th poem based on creative talent unleashed prompt for a tanka based on a photo image (see attached) and writers digest prompt for April 14 to write a poem about a state

    April 13, Incheon Beach Waltz Wave Poem

    by Jake Aller on April 13, 2019.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    beach
    near home
    now
    sunset
    The West Sea
    Incheon
    sea
    Spring Time
    night sunset
    over the sea
    Sun goes down
    nearby
    beach
    water
    waves come in
    over beach
    view
    is great
    nice

    Author notes

    based on waltz waveform from writing, com, and theme for April 13th from writers digest

    the art of stealing money, anatomy of a bank scam

    by Jake Aller on April 12, 2019.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    The Art of Stealing Money –Anatomy of a Bank Scam

    The bankers
    God rest their evil souls
    Have mastered the art
    Of stealing
    Their client’s money

    Through one means or another
    Your money
    Is their money
    And their money
    Is none of your business

    Recently we fell victim
    To such a scam
    We had stocks in a bank
    But we failed
    To actively manage the account

    And the bank falsely said
    Because we had not acted
    On the account
    Over three years
    We had abandoned the account

    The bank was supposed
    To contact us,
    They lied and claimed
    that they did not know
    Where we were

    Thus, our account
    Disappeared
    Into the hands
    Of the greedy
    State of Delaware

    We have to reclaim
    The money
    That the bank
    Through their mistake
    Sent to Delaware

    If the bank
    makes a mistake
    You loose
    If you make a mistake
    They win

    That’s all part of the art
    Of stealing your money
    All in a day’s work
    For the evil soul-sucking bankers
    The so-called masters of the universe

    Author notes

    april 12 poem based on writers digest prompt to write a poem titled the art of    this is based on a
    true life experience. A bank made a mistake and falsely concluded that our stock account was inactive and sent it to Delaware not bothering to contact us ahead of time which they were supposed to do the bottom line they screwed up and we pay the price!  any wonder why people hate banks?

    [ Dedicated to the woman of my dreams ]

    by Jake Aller on April 11, 2019.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Dedicated to the woman of my dreams

    women
    lives in my dreams
    I dedicate this poem
    You came out of my nightly dreams
    My Love

    My Love
    I dreamt of you
    For eight long years starting
    Dream of you in 79 met in
    82

    82
    We met in that year
    Love at first sight I knew
    u were the one for me my dream girl
    My Love

    Author notes

    writers digest challenge for april 11 was to write a poem of dedication so I used a chain cinquain format this is based on our true love story for details see my web page https://theworldacordingtocosmos.com dream girl or see Dreams and the Unexplainable by the Chicken Soup for the Soul publishers.

    Dedicated to the woman of my Dreams

    by Jake Aller on April 11, 2019.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    women
    lives in my dreams
    I dedicate this poem
    You came out of my nightly dreams
    My Love

    My Love
    I dreamt of you
    For eight long years starting
    Dream of you in 79 met in
    82

    82
    We met in that year
    Love at first sight I knew

    You were the one for me my dream girl
    My Love

    Author notes

    writers digest competition prompt to write a poem of dedication poem for April 11 this is a true story see my blog https://theworldaccordingtocosmos.com Dream girl for more details

    nightmare cinquins

    by Jake Aller on April 10, 2019.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    April 10 Nightmare Cinquain

    Night mares
    Endless fears all night long
    Can’t escape running from these dreams
    All night

    April 10th Night mares

    Endless fears all night long
    Huge Monsters chasing me
    Hideous Creatures from Hell Itself
    Monsters
    Fiendish Hell hounds escaped Banishes
    screaming bloody murder
    they chase me all the way
    I die

    Author notes

    two poems for April 10th

    love cinquain

    by Jake Aller on April 10, 2019.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    My Love
    Haunting my dreams
    Nightly talking to me
    Then walked out of the dreams into
    my Life

    Author notes

    april 9th poem cross posted in poetry month group

    Santa James Came To Town

    by Jake Aller on April 7, 2019.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    In this dark and dangerous time
    That we live in
    We seldom hear tales
    Of inspiration, hope and love

    Yet when we do hear such tales
    It fills us with wonder
    And hope that some how
    We can do better

    Life can be better
    Love can conquer hate
    And decency can prevail
    Over the dark forces all around us

    In Kingman, Arizona
    An old blind homeless man appeared
    Out of nowhere he showed up
    And started walking about

    He was polite, friendly and not scary
    Did not want anything from any one
    And somehow he conquered the town
    Who adopted him

    They called him Santa James
    Because he wore a red Santa cape
    And he was just so
    filled with good will

    Laughter, advice and stories
    Boy did he spin good stories
    Poetic allusions
    And just radiated goodness

    Everyone fell in love with Santa James
    He was given a job
    Playing piano
    Given a room to stay in

    Spoke at the local schools
    And churches
    And to any one
    who stopped him

    He remembered everyone’s name
    And life story
    Even though he was blind
    He could see the good in everyone

    And that is the moral of the tale of mine
    There is goodness all around us
    If only we open our hearts
    To accept it

    We have the power
    To reject hate
    To reject division
    And accept love

    If only Santa James spirit
    Could spread across this country
    We could heal our wounds
    And become united again

    That is my prayer
    Perhaps Santa James
    Is really a saint
    The real thing

    Who knows
    All we know
    Is that Santa James
    Came to town

    And the rest
    Is the history
    We will make of it
    Long Live Santa James

    Author notes

    A rare for me optimistic poem based on a true story reported in the LA Times last week

    morning thoughts

    by Jake Aller on April 6, 2019.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Morning Thoughts

    Every morning I wake up
    And see the love of my life
    Sleeping soundly
    In our bed

    The sun fills my room
    And I get up
    To do my morning routine
    Just marveling at the sight

    And as I do my thing
    I am drawn back to bed
    Just to look
    At this strange creature

    That captured my heart
    So many years ago
    And I wonder yet again
    At the mystery of our love

    How and why
    Did the universe bring us together
    Where did she come from
    And why did she summoned me

    I have no answers
    Our love transcended
    The barriers of time
    And space

    And somehow
    We found each other
    And will be together
    Until the death of time

    Author notes

    april 7th poem cross-posted to April Poetry Group page based on my true love story

    trapped back of the bus

    by Jake Aller on April 5, 2019.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    April 6th Back of the Bus

    Many years ago
    When I was a foolish young man
    I took a Greyhound bus trip
    Just to see the country

    I was trapped
    In the back of the bus
    Where the young
    And restless souls

    Gathered together
    And drank illegally
    And smoked weed
    Also illegally

    We stayed there
    Until Winnemucca
    Where I got off

    And found my bus pass
    Had found another owner
    And I went to Salt Lake City
    Still trapped in the back of the bus

    Author notes

    april 6th poem

    old lady and the Genie

    by Jake Aller on April 5, 2019.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    An old Chinese woman
    Stands in a field
    On the lunatic edge of town
    Where drinkers gather to drink

    And woman of ill repute
    Play their games
    With the passing drunks
    Men ready for a night of passion

    She is holding a tea pot
    And proclaims
    That the pot contains
    A genie

    That will grant the new owner
    Three wishes
    She had to sell the pot
    Because her wishes came true

    And she smiles
    And laughs insanely
    The laughter dies
    And she implores people

    To buy her tea pot
    And put her out of misery
    Just buy my pot
    And your dreams will come true

    Be careful dear thought
    Remember all magic
    Comes with a price
    A terrible price

    Author notes

    april 6th poem

    Glow

    by Jake Aller on April 5, 2019.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    April 5th GLOW

    Glowing light of the dawning sun
    Lights up my dismal room
    Overwhelming me with love
    Watching my dream girl sleep

    Scorpio’s Night of Passion

    by Jake Aller on April 5, 2019.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Born in October
    Scorpion Passionate fool
    Always taking the lead
    consumed with dark desires
    is this Scorpio buddha nature
    consumed with dark desires

    Author notes

    april 4th poem

    Want a Dog’s Life

    by Jake Aller on April 5, 2019.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    I want a dog’s life
    That’s what I want in next life
    A dog needs to be cute
    And his master will feed him
    It is a dog’s life for me

    Author notes

    poem for April 4th

    Just a Deranged Lunatic Werewolf Howling at the Moon

    by Jake Aller on April 3, 2019.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    as the lunatic light of the blood red moon
    the super blue moon lights up the night
    the werewolf stirs
    as the light shines on him

    slowly transforming him
    into a dark dangerous creature
    of the lunatic night
    ready for his flight

    out into the world,
    he emerges
    snarling
    howling at the moon

    just another unhinged
    werewolf
    out for blood today
    howling at the moon

    Author notes

    the moon always inspires dark thoughts

    trump

    by Jake Aller on April 3, 2019.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Trump
    Triumphed against all enemies
    Remaining unvanquished
    Uniting all who oppose him
    Might make right
    Patriots unite behind the Great Leader

    Author notes

    trump’s essense

    april 3 poems

    by Jake Aller on April 3, 2019.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    So Excited to Be Alive

    I wake up
    with the dawning sun

    so excited
    to be alive
    at age 63

    I look at my sleeping beauty
    and realize yet again
    my life began
    the day I met her

    37 years ago
    she walked off a bus
    out of my dreams
    and into my life

    and my life began
    that autumn day
    when I met
    the girl of my dreams

    Author notes

    april 3 poem for april poetry challenge

    Saigon 2019 vrs Saigon 1995

    by Jake Aller on April 1, 2019.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Saigon 2019

    Saigon 2019

    Vibrant, vivid, exciting
    A city on the move
    Becoming a world class city
    Yet still with a Saigon swagger

    Wandering the streets
    Dodging the traffic
    Admiring the women
    Enjoying the food

    Saigon enters my heart
    And I know that I will be back
    This city is growing on me
    Reminds me of Korea back in the 1990’s

    One hopes that as it develops
    It will not become a carbon copy
    Of other big Asian cities
    Obliterating its past

    In search of a false modern image
    I hope it can retain
    What makes Saigon Saigon
    And not become another Gangnam

    Hope it does it with Saigon style
    And the people will evolve
    The country will emerge
    And become what it should be

    The Paris of the East
    This is my vision
    Saigon 2019

    Saigon 1995

    Saigon 1995

    In 1995
    I was one of the first tourists
    Allowed in to Vietnam
    To freely wander about

    Tourism was at its infancy
    And Saigon was chaotic
    Wild and crazy
    Traffic was insane

    There were few tourism sites
    Few hotels
    Few guest houses
    And not too many restaurants

    The food was good
    We saw the war memorial
    The re-unification palace
    And the big market

    But we felt we were being monitored
    Beggars were everywhere
    There were scams everywhere
    And it was not that pleasant an experience

    But Saigon grew up
    Became a much more tourist friendly place
    And these problems we encountered
    A thing of the place

    Saigon is so much better
    So much more developed
    That it has captured our soul
    And we will be back

    Author notes

    impressions of Saigon 2019 vrs Saigon 1985

    Down and Out in Saigon

    by Jake Aller on April 1, 2019.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Down and Out in Saigon

    Southeast Asia, and Mexico
    has always attracted
    A certain type of westerner
    The down and out
    On a down word spiral

    Why?
    Relatively cheap to live
    Lots of part time gigs
    Teaching English
    Or other things

    Booze, drugs, sex
    Readily available
    And cheap

    Places to stay
    Dirt cheap
    And no one needs
    To sleep out doors

    Easy to disappear
    Into the foreigners backpackers ghettos
    And escape
    From whatever you are running from

    The locals are somewhat tolerant
    The police usually look the other way
    And there are lots of people
    In your shoes

    I was surprised to find
    That Saigon has become
    The latest place
    For the down and outer crowd
    To gather together

    In Bangkok one sees them a lot
    In Cambodia as well
    In the Philippines
    In Nepal

    And south of the border
    In Mexico as well

    In India not so much
    In Japan and Korea
    Just too damn expensive
    And too cold to be outdoors

    Back in the day
    I used to work
    The citizen services gig
    And saw lots of the down and outer set

    The old song comes to mind
    No one remembers you
    When you are down and out

    And in the States
    Being down and out
    Means living on the mean streets

    As it is very difficult
    To live with almost no money

    And the various side hustles
    Don’t give you much money
    Unless you are dealing drugs

    And teaching ESL
    Is not an option

    Food is expensive
    Transportation is expensive
    Booze and drugs expensive
    Rent is prohibitive
    Commercial sex is expensive

    And no one loves you
    If you are down and out
    No one knows your name
    You are just another homeless bum

    Invisible to all
    As you try to make do

    Much better to be down and out
    In Southeast Asia
    Than on the mean streets

    Author notes

    written while staying in the backpackers district in Saigon

    Two Saigonese Characters I Met

    by Jake Aller on April 1, 2019.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    VC2

    In Saigon
    One meets
    All sorts of strange characters
    VCQ

    VCQ he called himself
    He was filled with stories
    From the war
    And the revolution afterwards

    VC2
    Was a young man
    In Danang
    During the war

    15 years old
    Recruited into the VC
    Infiltrated into the base
    Just another street urchin

    Stole away at night
    Hiding on the big air base
    Stealing things
    To sell at the black market

    Just one of the army
    Of street urchins
    That became friendly
    With the enemy

    They called him
    VCQ
    And the nickname stuck
    That is what he called himself

    Said that he had become
    A VC Seal known as the VCQ
    Learned his English
    From his black marketing days

    He perfect the art
    Of wheeling and dealing
    As a street urchin
    In the mean streets of Danang

    After the war
    he rose through the ranks
    Retired as a general
    Became a college professor

    Later opened his own business
    An interior design business
    When Saigon became Saigon
    Once again

    Wheeling and dealing
    Around the world
    Always one step ahead
    Of the semi-communist authorities

    One day he came back with 25 bottles
    Of wine
    The customs guy said
    That is too much

    He said but I can’t drink them all
    And gave him 5 bottles
    Problem solved
    And VCQ laughed and laughed

    As the wine washed over us
    And we became drunk
    With his endless stories
    From the mouth of VCQ

    Just another night
    In Saigon
    Drinking the Night away
    With the VCQ
    Future VC

    Saigon is filled with interesting characters
    Filled with fascinating back stories
    One could write hundreds of stories
    About the people one encounters

    In a nail shop
    That caters to mostly Korean visitors
    We met a boy of 8 years old
    Who was a natural born hustler

    He had wonderful English
    Wonderful French
    And even some Korean
    And he wanted to show us around

    He spoke English
    Without an accent
    In an upper class British style
    As if he were born to the manor

    How and why he learned
    English so well
    Would be an interesting story

    His Mother was also
    An interesting character
    Been running the store
    For five years

    Amused it had become the Korean
    To Go place
    In Saigon
    Just one of those mysterious things

    They had another shop nearby
    A smoothie place
    And he offered to guide us there
    But were in a hurry

    As we left
    I thought to myself
    Here is a future VCQ
    The fascinating character

    That had wined and dined us
    Late into the night
    Beguiling us with his tales
    From his time in the VC

    Wonder what this future VCQ
    Will tell his future friends
    About his past life
    Living in a beauty salon?

    Author notes

    two poems about two characters i met in Saigon, one is my age, the other is ten years old. Fascinating people

    Must Have Vietnamese Coffee Right Now!

    by Jake Aller on April 1, 2019.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Ode to Vietnamese Coffee

    Vietnam has the best coffee
    In the damn world
    Just perfect

    Hot as hell
    Sweet as heaven

    With a kick my ass attitude
    To boot

    Can’t resist it
    Even thought it means
    I can’t sleep

    Must
    Have
    My
    Damn
    Vietnam
    Coffee
    Right
    Now

    Author notes

    my ode to Vietnamese coffee

    Old Neighborhood Lady in Saigon

    by Jake Aller on April 1, 2019.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Mostly Harmless Old Lady in the Alley
    There is an old Vietnamese lady
    In the neighborhood
    Obviously senile

    But everyone knows her
    And watches over her

    To make sure
    She stays out of traffic
    And out of trouble

    She talks to everyone
    But no one seems to understand
    What she is babbling on about
    They smile at her
    And she smiles back

    Reminds me of the phrase
    From the hitchiker’s guide to the galaxy
    Mostly harmless

    And she for some reason
    She likes us
    And like my Vietnamese Coffee lady

    I wonder why
    Why was there this connection
    Between us

    It dawned on me
    Perhaps in a prior life
    She knew an American or two
    And I remind her of someone

    Or perhaps she is found
    Of Korean K drama
    And Angela reminds her
    Of her favorite K Drama star

    Or perhaps it is both
    Or another reason entirely

    But in any event
    I look forward
    To seeing her smiling face
    Every time I walk
    Down my ally way

    Author notes

    another poem about a Saigon encounter

    saigon coffee lady

    by Jake Aller on April 1, 2019.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Coffee Lady
    Every morning
    I have gone out for Vietnamese coffee
    At a sidewalk café
    Down the ally from our AIRBNB

    The owner is a pleasant middle age woman
    Who for some reason likes us
    She smiles at us
    Greets us in Vietnamese
    She does not understand English
    Or Korean

    And I wonder why
    Why was there this connection
    Between us

    It dawned on me
    Perhaps in a prior life
    She knew an American or two
    And I remind her of someone

    Or perhaps she is found
    Of Korean K drama
    And Angela reminds her
    Of her favorite K Drama star

    Or perhaps it is both
    Or another reason entirely

    But I moved today
    And will miss her

    Might go back for a final cup
    Of coffee

    To say good bye
    To my Vietnamese coffee lady

    Author notes

    another Saigon themed poem

    [ Seeing Ghosts ]

    by Jake Aller on April 1, 2019.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Seeing Ghosts
    I walk around the streets
    Of old Saigon
    Seeing sensing the undead

    The ghosts of the war
    That haunted life
    So many years ago

    So many people died
    For a war
    That never should have been fought
    For reasons that are still not clear

    A great tragedy unfolded
    In a land half away
    Around the world

    The ghosts smile at me
    And then they disappear

    Leaving me in the present
    Life goes on

    Old Ghosts

    Old ghosts wandering the streets of old Saigon
    Lost spirits of the dead
    Died during the endless wars
    Ghostly apparitions around every corner
    Here was Kilroy and his gang of soldiers

    Over there were the Viet Cong waiting to kill them
    Saigon is filled with memories like that
    Terrible times were had here in Old Saigon
    Silently the ghosts parade the city streets

    Ghosts of Chu Chi

    Crawling down the tunnels
    Of Chu Chi
    I could almost imagine
    The Viet Kong guerillas

    Hiding deep under the tunnels
    As the land above is turned
    Into a temporary dessert
    With the vegetation burned off
    By napalm and agent orange

    The Viet Kong creep out at night
    Stealing onto the bases
    Stealing weapons, food, supplies
    And occasionally killing soldiers

    In their sleep
    The US soldiers
    Stay on base at night

    Terrified of the mosquitos
    And of the Viet Kong

    the ghosts
    Surround me
    Telling me their stories
    And at last I fled

    Through the emergency escape tunnel
    Declaring victory
    Profoundly shaken up
    By the ghosts of the Chu Chi tunnels

    Author notes

    three Saigon ghost poems inspired by a recent trip to Saigon

    it can’t happen here or has it?

    by Jake Aller on April 1, 2019.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    It Can’t Happen Here or Can It?
    Every day when I watch TV
    I see the chattering classes

    The TV pundits
    And their guests

    Pontificate about this and that
    And it seems to me

    That they are missing the big picture
    In the era of Donald Trump

    Nothing that they say
    Will make a difference

    Donald Trump has slowly conquered
    The political world

    And he is shaping it into something
    That we had hoped we would never see

    A truly American neo-fascist state
    Wrapped around the flag

    And so-called Christian values
    And the latest made-up outrage

    And the chattering classes
    Don’t seem to understand

    That they are next
    On the hit parade

    As the Donald Trump machinery
    Continues to take over the known universe

    The question used to be
    It can’t happen here

    The answer I am afraid
    Is already has

    Author notes

    second poem for April 2

    agnostic dyslexic wonders if there is a God

    by Jake Aller on April 1, 2019.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Agnostic Dyslectic Wonders if There is a Dog

    an agnostic dyslectic
    stays up all night
    wondering if there is a dog

    the Buddhists wonder
    about the Buddha nature of the dog

    the evangelicals are sure that there is a dog
    and you must follow their dog

    or go to hell
    for following another’s dog

    the Muslims agree
    there is only one dog

    and the dogs
    smile at the foolishness

    of the human race
    of course, there is a dog

    and they are the master race
    as they growl at their owners

    who bow down
    and clean up their mess

    Author notes

    part of my poem a day for April poetry month  for April 2

    today’s plan

    by Jake Aller on April 1, 2019.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    today just for today
    I plan to do nothing
    nothing at all

    just go with the flow
    of the day
    as the day turns into night
    and the night turns into sleep

    I will ride the wave
    along with my love
    until the day is done

    I sometimes wonder about the Virgin Mary

    by Jake Aller on April 1, 2019.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    I sometimes wonder about the Virgin Mary
    Wonder who she was and what she may
    Have had to do with the birth of the savior
    For I do not believe that story today
    or any day for that matter I can not leave
    these thoughts that hang in the air
    thinking that she must have been with men
    and will be with them again

    Author notes

    from https://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-penitent-considers-another-coming-of-mary/
    A Penitent Considers Another Coming of Mary
    by Gwendolyn Brooks

    Spring Moods

    by Jake Aller on April 1, 2019.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Springtime In Seoul
    full of promised weather
    chase away winter

    Author notes

    springtime in Seoul is delightful

    seeing ghosts in old saigon

    by Jake Aller on April 1, 2019.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Seeing Ghosts in old Saigon

    I walk around the streets
    Of old Saigon
    Seeing sensing the undead

    The ghosts of the war
    That haunted life
    So many years ago

    So many people died
    For a war
    That never should have been fought
    For reasons that are still not clear

    A great tragedy unfolded
    In a land half away
    Around the world

    The ghosts smile at me
    And then they disappear

    Leaving me in the present
    Life goes on

    Author notes

    impressions from my second trip to Saigon in 24 years

    general Zod Conquers the world

    by Jake Aller on March 2, 2019.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    General Zod Conquers the World
    SETI and the search for extraterrestrial life goes on overdrive when scientists report what appears to be radio and television broadcasts from a planet eight light years from earth, the same planet as the Vulcans came from in the Star Trek universe.  The programs show a world where dinosaur-like creatures are running the world and there appears to be a civil war.  Over the next six months, the world is transfixed watching the alien broadcasts which are translated in English via a supercomputer program.  In the broadcast, a nuclear war has occurred. The surviving party regains absolute control and announces the formation of the Galactic Empire.  General Zod is the First Emperor.  They have discovered Earth as well. The aliens launch a crash project to develop interstellar travel so they can come to earth and conquer the earth.

    The revelations that there is an external threat to the planet causes the United Nations to get together with the help of the United States and Russia another space powers, they put together Space defense International organization and also invigorates efforts to make the UN a real Planetary government including finally conquering climate change.

    But it was too late. General Zod’s son arrives to take over the earth. He makes a broadcast saying that they were liberating Earth in the name of the Galactic Empire and that resistance would be futile.

    They land at the White House and when President Trump comes out to greet them,

    General Zod cuts off his head, and then cuts off the heads of all the staffers as they come out White House. After an hour of unimaginable horrors, including mass rapes, blowing up the Pentagon and the CIA, General Zod announces that he had taken over the world.

    Life will continue as before as long as people behave and follow the rules they would be fine Resistance to the new empire will be met with instant death.  Life in the Empire is not a democracy. They would not tolerate Freedom of speech, and Freedom of Press, and Freedom of Assembly And the freedom to oppose the State. The state is everything.  As long as humans remember that they would be just fine. They took over the United States because it was the biggest country in the world. And that his forces will take over the rest of the world but in the next couple weeks. If people on earth accept the new order, their safety would be guaranteed. Companies would be taken over by Galactic Empire companies, and everybody would have to learn Galactic standard. Within one year older languages will be banned.

    Sam Vrs the Social Cleansing Board

    by Jake Aller on March 2, 2019.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    the summons
    Sam Adams was worried. He could not sleep. He got up at 4 am and wrote in his journal and tried to cope with the dread that was overwhelming him. He had received the summons yesterday that he was to report to the social cleansing board for a review on whether he would allow to continue to be on the automatic permit list or would be referred for final status determination. Sam was a retired Federal worker trying to live on dwindling savings.

    Sam had Alzheimer’s and was rapidly depleting his life’s savings. Two years before he had been released from prison, one of millions of ex political prisoners. His crime? Authoring anti-government poems just before the beginning of the Christian States of America, right after the second civil war. Unfortunately for him and his millions of ex-prisoners, his side lost the war. He wanted to flee to the United Provinces and settle down in California but lacked money to move. And getting a job at his age, with Alzheimer’s and his political rating was proving difficult at best.

    All of which added up to a 90 percent probability his last days were approaching.

    Under the new rules imposed by the Christian republican party in the newly established Christian states, all citizens over the age of 18 were on the permitted list if they met all of the following criteria. He tried to think why he was being referred to the board. Perhaps it was because of the recent crackdown on social deviancy. Millions of homosexuals, transgenered people, atheists, drug users, alcoholics, and non-religious people had been rounded up and eliminated according to the rumors. Perhaps someone had fingered him as a possible deviant. He fit the stereotype, no children, known drug user, known alcohol user, suspect politically, atheist and now Alzheimer’s patient. And he was not racially pure having some black blood, some Asian blood and some Jewish blood. And he had married across the racial divide which was now illegal.

    The story was that if you flipped and named names you would sometimes be spared for now, and if your info was correct, you could be rewarded. Of course, those whom you flipped were not too fortunate. That was probably the story or someone could have heard that he was an ex political prisoner, or simply that he had Alzheimer’s’.

    He had no children. And he was a secret atheist and had been involved with the dissent movement and had spent five years as a political prisoner at the start of the Christian Revolution. He was determined to make a stand and denounce the whole rotten system before the board although that would probably seal his fate.

    As an Alzheimer’s patient he could no longer work. His wife had died the year before while he was in prison after she had been deported to her native Korea. She left him some assets but he had little idea how to manage his finances and he was behind in his rent and had received an eviction notice which had probably triggered the visit by the social cleansing staff who recommend a final status determination. But it was just as likely he was on the list because someone flipped on him.

    He also did not make it last time when they came for him at midnight. Always at midnight the story goes.

    The soldiers came took him away from his wife and locked him up for two years. They deported his wife whom he heard had died shortly afterwards. He spend two years at hard labor in the dessert near Las Vegas and was released into Las Vegas.

    Las Vegas was a different town now that the casinos had left town. All that was left were back office operations, and underground booze and pot operations and underground casinos. It was a hot bed of political dissent and there was an underground railroad to California, which was not part of the Christian states. Sam had been preparing to leave which was a crime and perhaps that is why he was on the list.

    The hearing would be at 10 am. He was meeting his lawyer at the hearing board but his lawyer was not too optimistic.
    the Permit Criteria
    The basic criteria for being on the permit list were:

    For Males

    Age 18 to age 70
    White race
    Married to a white woman with children
    Must be either working, in school full time, serving in military duty, or working in prison if convicted of a crime.

    Homelessness was not allowed. If unemployed and or homeless, would be referred to social cleansing department unless one had a relative who was willing to take care of your needs.

    Since there were no pensions or social security anymore and no government provided health care, one must have sufficient assets through one’s work, or savings or through one’s relatives to provide for one ‘s needs. If not you would be sent to the social cleansing board for final status determination.

    For Females

    Same basic rules applied but if one were married, and had children one would be on the permitted list, if children are older, if spouse’s income is sufficient one would be on the list.
    If single or divorced, and homeless one would also be subject to social cleansing unless one’s relatives would willing to sponsor you. Since there were no pensions or social security anymore and no government provided health care, one must have sufficient assets through one’s work, or savings or through one’s relatives to provide for one ‘s needs. If not you would be sent to the social cleansing board for final status determination.

    For Aged People

    Additional requirements for the age you were expected to take care of your basic needs through employment and savings and the help of relatives. If you were evicted for non-payment of rent, or judged to not have sufficient assets left to sustain your basic needs including medical care, you would be referred for final status determination.

    For all people additional requirements applied.

    Sexual deviancy, drug use, alcohol use, gambling, sex outside of marriage, homosexuality would result in immediate referral to the social cleansing board as all were banned conduct that could result in final termination.  Being a member of a prohibited religious class could also be grounds for referral as would a pattern of not attending Christian services. Finally, if one had been arrested for political crimes one would be marked forever.
    Sam’s Rating
    One had a government social rating. Sam knew that his rating was a D meaning that the government would be watching him all the time, and it would be difficult to get a job. Only the A’s and B’s were guaranteed to be on the permit list.

    To be a A you had be to a true believer, had to be white, had to attend church on a regular basis, and had to be employed naturally.

    To be a B same thing but you could be a B if you were a minority, or had engaged in alcohol or drug use under the old rules.

    C meant that there was something wrong with your background, you were an atheist, you were a minority etc.

    D mean that you were a serious threat to the regime.

    E meant that you would be terminated.

    F met you were terminated as it met Failure to survive, and family members of F were also labeled F as they were usually terminated at the same time.

    Being associated with banned political movements, including reading banned materials could also lead one to being referred to the social cleansing board as all were grounds for either termination or criminal prosecution if under the age of 70.

    The board has three choices – granted temporary status extension, referral for termination, or referral to criminal prosecution.

    The termination would be carried out quickly. There would be an optional funeral at your Church, then the execution through the method of your choice – firing squad, beheading, electric chair, or gas. The default was gas where you were put in a room with up to ten other people and put to sleep.

    Afterwards your body would be cremated in an electricity generating plant with the ashes turned into fertilizer products. There were no burials allowed unless one was rich enough and connected enough to request a burial exception. Most people did not qualify.
    the Hearing
    The hearing started. The presiding Judge, Judge Miller was a stern face white man in his 70’s and a true believer. He was sent to Las Vegas to clean it up as Las Vegas was the wild west, a hot bed of dissent, illegal drug use, illegal prostitution and illegal casinos. It was also near several political prisons so many ex cons lived there.

    The Judge was the chairman of the Nevada state committee that did not exist and was a senior official in the Federal committee that did not exist that brought together government, business and church leaders to coordinate government policies and that secretly ran the Christian States of America.

    Probably a score of A thought Sam.

    The judge announced that he had reviewed Sam’s file and was shocked that Sam had escaped final termination. He said that the previous board had erred in simply sending him to prison. He should have been eradicated as a social evil, as a cancer that needs to be removed from the pure body politics. Sam and his ilk sickened him. Sam was a free thinker, an atheist, a mix race mongrel, married to a non-white and was therefore guilty of crimes against the white race which was a crime. The Judge was determined to see justice done.

    He asked Sam a series of questions. Sam’s answers sealed his fate.

    Sam, what is your occupation?

    None for now.

    You realize that under the law you must be working, in service, in school or in prison?

    I can’t find a job due to my age, my Alzheimer’s; and my political record.

    That’s irrelevant. You are just a lousy atheist piece of shit. You deserve no sympathy. And have none from me.

    Are you white?

    No, I am mixed race, part native, part Asian, part black.

    I see you were married to a non-white and had no children. Good for you we would not want to see more mongrel children. Such children should be eliminated at birth in my opinion and will be starting next month when we begin enforcing the racial purity laws.

    What was your crime? Let’s see reading prohibited writings, keeping a journal, publishing an anti-government blog, authoring anti-government poems and stories. You served two years at hard labor?

    Yes

    Do you still write?

    Yes, everyday but I no longer publish on line.

    Good. No one would want to read that trash anyway.

    Do you go to church?

    No

    Do you believe in God?

    No, I do not believe in an imaginary man in the sky.

    One more anti-religious statement from you will result in an immediate ruling of termination.

    Do you drink?

    If I can find it yes

    Do you gamble

    Yes, when I can

    Do you support the Christian Republican Party and the Christian States of America?

    No, I do not.

    Okay, I have enough for a ruling. Sam Adams, you are hereby sentenced to termination. Tomorrow morning at 7 am you will be turned into electricity and fertilizer. Take him away.

    Next, please.

    At midnight there was a knock at the door. A black man appeared and said he was a friend and he was being smuggled to California. Sam rejoiced and went with his new friend and reached SF in the morning, escaping death for the 23rd time in his life.

    the End

    Author notes

    another nightmare

    micro stories

    by Jake Aller on March 2, 2019.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    53 word stories regarding unheeded warnings
    Don’t Go Jogging in the Middle of the Night
    It all started with a jog in the middle of the night. Despite my wife’s warning don’t go jogging in the middle of the night.  Broke me heal in a million pieces, 14 operations ensured, mutant MDR Staff almost killed me, almost lost the leg.. should have listened to her warning.

    Don’t touch this button!
    Don’t touch this button the former President said.  I said, what this button? And that led to the launching of nuclear weapons, going to defon three, and world war 3 with millions of people dead end of civilization moment. Should not have touched the red button.
    Don’t open the door
    When you find yourself running for your life chased by demons from hell and backed into a corner in a burning house filled with flames and are about to die in a million horrible ways you remembered that they warned you not to open door number three in this crazy reality TV show.
    Don’t go to the theater tonight stay home with me
    Mary Todd Lincoln had a vicious headache and was not in the mood to go out.  The President though ignored her wishes and told her that he had to go to the theater that night to show the world everything was okay now the war was ending.  Should have listened to her.
    Don’t go to Dallas I have a bad feeling about the trip
    Jackie was known for her moods and her premonitions. Something the President found both amusing an annoying. She told him that she a vision of death waiting for him in Dallas that day.  The President dismissed her foolishness as he put it and went to Dallas to meet his fate.
    true love story.
    In 1974 I had the first dream. While sleeping in a boring class, I saw a beautiful Asian woman standing at me speaking a foreign language. I fell out of chair yelling who are you?  I began having the same dream month after month for eight years.  One day I realized she was in Korea so I went there in the Peace Corps to meet her. In 1982 I had the last dream.  She said don’t worry we meet soon. That night she walked off a bus, out of the dream and into my life.  We’ve been married 37 years.
    Cheating Death 22 Times
    Also, a true story.
    I have cheated death 22 times in my life.  I was born a preemie, almost died at birth, and had all the childhood illness at once.  In 1979 I came down with Typhoid  fever in Korea in the Peace Corps.  In 1991 almost got hit by a train. In 1996-1997 had 14 operations due to a mutant drug resistant staph infection, almost died several times.  In 1997 I had an acute stomach ailment that almost killed me, due to excessive antibiotic usage, if I had waited 30 minutes more would have been dead.  And had dengue in 2010.
    Guardian Angel Saves My Life
    Another true story
    In 1990, I was teaching ESL in Korea.  My wife and I drove to the East Coast of Korea for a weekend away. She was in the US Army then.  As we drove towards Sorak mountain, I was filled with the need to get off the road right then. I had a premonition of doom, so did my wife. We got off to drive around another park returned a few minutes later and saw a 25 car pileup. We would have been dead if we had not listened to that inner voice telling us get off now.

    Medical Mystery
    Another true story
    Back in 1996, when I was in the hospital fighting a mutant staph infection after a disastrous jogging accident that led to 14 operations, the internal medicine doctor said that there was something else going on. He finally discovered that I had a rare parasite, a tape worm of sorts that remained inert, its only becomes active if you take steroids then it blows up like a basketball killing you instantly. Six months later I had to take steroids due to frozen shoulder syndrome, and if I had not gotten rid of it, I would have died a medical mystery.

    SLA Hit List
    True story

    Back in 1974 my father was a local politician in Berkeley, California who was on the SLA’s hit list as “an enemy of the people, a fascist insect that needed to be killed”.  His crime?  As President of the community college district, he began requiring IDS for students and staff to combat campus crime at the local community colleges.  We had 24/7 police coverage for a while. One morning I saluted my father, “good morning fascist insect”.  My father, being of Germanic stock did not like the joke as jokes are alien to the German DNA.

    Author notes

    some 53-word and 100-word stories the 100-word stories are all based on true stories

    rafting towards Hell

    by Jake Aller on March 2, 2019.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    I woke up
    To find myself
    Rafting down a river

    I looked up
    At the cliffs
    Towering above
    the roaring torrent

    and see the dark demons
    of my terrible nightmares
    chasing the boat
    firing flaming arrows

    and I see werewolves
    goblins, ghosts and monsters
    running along the river bed
    screaming obscenities

    as they chase me
    to my doom

    and I see the waterfall ahead
    and see my pending doom

    as I rush over the edge
    of reason

    Author notes

    another nightmare

    Satanic Torture

    by Jake Aller on March 2, 2019.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    I find myself
    In a dark room
    Strapped to a bed

    The light turns on
    The large TV comes on

    A smiling image
    Of Satan fills the TV
    He is dressed
    In a conservative business suit

    Looks like he came
    Out of a corporate
    board meeting

    surrounded by demonic aides
    who constantly shove papers
    at him

    He looks up from his lap top
    And smiles
    A deadly so insincere smile

    His voice booms out

    Welcome to Hell
    My satanic slaves

    I am Satan
    Your new master

    Each of you
    Has been sentenced
    To an eternity of torture

    And the punishment
    Must fit the crime

    So, for you
    Mr. Jake Cosmos Aller
    Failed aspiring poet
    And novelist

    Your torture
    Is to be strapped
    To that bed

    Unable to move
    As you are filled
    With the need
    To piss and shit

    But you cannot move
    And your skin
    Is crawling with bugs

    And itchy
    as Hell so to speak
    and you are so sleepy

    but you cannot sleep

    the TV will play
    endless repeats

    Of some of the worst TV
    and movie shows
    ever produced

    Starting with my favorite
    A Series of Unfortunate Events

    Featuring your favor annoying little girl
    Carmetta! Singing for you forever
    As you are the ultimate cake sniffer

    Welcome to Hell

    Author notes

    another nightmare

    worlds within worlds lost in inner space

    by Jake Aller on March 2, 2019.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    A man woke up one day
    Lost in inner space
    Went so far down
    The proverbial rabbit hole

    That he did not know
    Where he was
    Nor what time it was
    Nor when it was

    As he stared out
    At a bewildering world
    A world lost in inner space
    Deep down in his dreams

    Filled with nightmarishly real
    Monsters, demons and ghostly apparitions
    He saw them and began running
    Running running running

    With the hell hounds behind him
    Leading him to the edge
    of the pits of hell itself

    abandon all hope
    ye who enter here
    the sign read
    above the entrance to the pit

    and there was a devil standing there
    armed with a clipboard
    and a computer spreadsheet
    Satan was the ultimate bureaucrat

    Name barked the devil
    Date of Birth ?
    Date of Death?
    Don’t know? That won’t do at all
    Hmm

    Car accident due to drunk driving
    And you killed a child
    Bad on you

    But here in hell
    The punishment fits the crime
    And the devil laughed
    Joined in by the hell hounds
    And other nightmare creatures

    A bell ran out
    In the purple crystalline sky
    And slowly the worlds receded
    And he found himself alive

    In his room
    And vowed
    That today
    Was the day

    He would quit drinking
    Quit taking drugs
    And quit chasing strange woman
    And having wild libertine sex

    He picked up the phone
    It was Satan’s aid
    Be careful what you vow
    We are listening

    If you fulfil your vows
    You might find yourself
    Escaping life in Hell
    It is up to you to choose

    And the man got dressed
    Went to work
    Thinking deep thoughts

    And drove off a cliff
    And back down the endless
    Worlds within worlds

    endless movie

    by Jake Aller on March 2, 2019.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Watching the TV coverage
    Of the great government shut down
    Of 2018-2019

    I am reminded of a movie
    As I fall asleep
    Listening to the TV

    Blather on and on
    About what it all means

    Mr. Natural pops up
    And screams

    “It don’t mean shit

    “Dude, the endless movie
    Is about to begin”!

    A middle-aged white man
    Down on his proverbial luck
    Just been fired

    Replaced by a foreign worker
    Or a robot

    Or just fired
    Because he was no longer
    Deemed useful
    To the masters of the universe

    If he was lucky
    He’d be given a watch
    And an IOU worthless pension

    And the man wanders into a restaurant
    Pulls out a gun

    Eats his breakfast
    After the official breakfast hour

    Puts on a Pepe the green frog mask
    Drops acid, Snorts speed
    Drinks a shot of booze
    And coffee smokes a joint

    Snorts cocaine for good measure
    and smokes a cigarette

    And walks outside
    steals a bus at gun point
    Filled with passengers

    He tells them
    They are hostages

    And he puts on his vest
    With the dead man switch
    Next to the bomb

    He announces
    Via tweet

    He is going to take the bus
    To the proverbial pot of gold

    Hidden deep in a cave
    And when he got there

    He would release the hostages
    And disappear into the mine
    And never be found again

    And as the bus careens around the mountain
    At 100 miles an hour
    The dude sprouts out

    Conspiracy after conspiracy theory
    About Obama the Muslim communist

    secret gay working with George Soros
    the Jewish money people
    in league with the shapeshifting lizards

    and Mueller is one of them
    they are all after him
    because he knows the deal

    And the passengers are transfixed
    Half hoping, he would make it
    Half hoping, he would be blown away

    And as the bus careens out of control
    With the wheels falling off

    And the cliff looming ahead
    You realize we are all doomed

    Author notes

    another nightmare

    morphing images from a nightmare

    by Jake Aller on March 2, 2019.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Morphing Images from a Hellish Nightmare
    Note: From a real nightmare End Note

    I am in a room
    Drinking at a party
    And smoking weed

    Watching people all around me

    Change into hideous creatures
    Monsters from the deepest depths of hell

    Everyone in the room
    Has been transformed except me

    The Chief of them all
    Wears a Trumpian mask

    Complete with orange hair

    Half human half pig

    His deputy
    Wears the face of Putin
    But his body
    Half human, half horse: if

    The other creatures wear masks
    Many of them wear
    Green Pepe the alt-right
    Symbolic frog masks

    And have T-shirts
    Bearing alt right slogans
    And Nazi symbols

    And as they prance about
    They chant alt. Right slogans
    And neo-Nazi chants

    Jews will not Replace us

    And the rest of these creatures
    Are hideous ugly beasts
    With only a vestige of humanity left

    And these monsters are engaged
    In all sorts of foul evil deeds
    Murder violence death

    All around
    And non-stop
    violent drug-fueled orgies

    As these creatures
    Half human half monsters
    Half male, half female creatures

    Snort coke, cocaine, speed
    Smoke weed and drink vodka shots
    Scotch, bourbon and beer

    The Trumpian Pig leads the charge
    Starts engaging in sodomy with Putin
    Who chases after people

    Cutting off their heads with his sword
    They turn on to their fellow creatures
    Raping and killing each other
    and eating their fellow creatures

    All night long

    Then they attack me
    Screaming

    Jews will not replace us
    And I wake up
    Screaming

    As the sun comes up
    Just another nightmare

    Author notes

    i don’t dream dreams I dream movies.  here’s a recent one

    SF Haiku and Cheritas

    by Jake Aller on February 10, 2019.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    The Future of NYC

    In the distant future

    the world will end
    with a massive flood

    and NYC will slowly sink
    beneath the waves
    and mankind will die

    Nuclear War Looms

    nuclear war looms
    North Korea U.S. Launch Nukes
    End of the world

    Zombies Apocalypse

    the zombies unleashed
    killing everyone they see
    zombie apocalypse

    Evil Fog

    evil fog descends
    killing everyone at once
    end of life on earth

    Zombie to the right
    Zombies to the right
    Zombies to the left of me
    Zombies run amuk

    Ghosts in Scotland

    While touring Scotland
    Meeting Ghosts in the wild moors
    I believe in ghosts

    Author notes

    a couple of dark SF type senryu/haiku and one cherita

    [ Meeting Dream Girl ]

    by Jake Aller on February 10, 2019.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Meeting Dream Girl

    I first dreamt of Angela when I was but a lad of 17 living in Berkeley, California.  It was 1974 and life seemed full of possibilities in that magical year the tail end of the fabled 60’s.

    I fell asleep that fateful day in a boring Physics class. I woke up seeing the most beautiful women in the world looking at me.  I was shocked and did not know what to say.  She spoke to me in a strange language but somehow, I knew that someday we were to be together. I just knew that I would meet the girl in the dream. It was love at first sight.  She disappeared and I fell to the floor yelling, “who are you?”

    Then I started having the same dream month after month for seven long years.  I had to decide where to go in the Peace Corps and chose to go to Korea because I knew she would be there.  I looked for her every day knowing that someday she would walk out of my dreams and into my life.

    Then one day I had the last dream.  She walked off the bus in front of me.  I was shocked did not know what to say and she smiled at me melting my heart away.  I got her number agreed to meet the next day.  She came to my class room and we talked at length.

    She was madly in love with me and she had to have me.  I told her I felt the same way.  We married two months later.  And that was the beginning of 35 years of happiness.

    When I first saw you
    Standing on the hot roadway
    I knew life began

    That was the end game
    The beginning of my life with you
    A journey with you

    Author notes

    true love story for details see my web page https://theworldaccordingtocosmos.com

    One Night I Dreamt of You

    by Jake Aller on February 10, 2019.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    One night I dreamt of you
    For seven years I dreamt of you
    Until you walked into my life

    Author notes

    Ninth love senryu based on my true love story for details see my web page https://theworldaccordingtocosmos.com

    One Night in Lithia Springs

    by Jake Aller on February 10, 2019.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    One night in Lithia Springs
    We soaked away our painful life
    And again fell in Love

    Author notes

    Eight love senryu based on my true love story for details see my web page https://theworldaccordingtocosmos.com

    You Are My Everything

    by Jake Aller on February 10, 2019.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    You Are My Everything

    You are my everything
    All my hopes and dreams
    Haunting my nights

    Author notes

    seventh love senryu based on my true love story for details see my web page https://theworldaccordingtocosmos.com

    I Can Not Get Rid

    by Jake Aller on February 10, 2019.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    I cannot get rid
    This angel haunting my soul
    Seeing your face in the sky

    Author notes

    sixth love senryu based on my true love story for details see my web page https://theworldaccordingtocosmos.com

    Saying Goodbye for Now

    by Jake Aller on February 10, 2019.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Saying goodbye now
    Is the hardest thing to do
    But I must do it

    Author notes

    Fifth love senryu based on my true love story for details see my web page https://theworldaccordingtocosmos.com

    One moment, one day

    by Jake Aller on February 10, 2019.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    One moment, one day
    You walked out of my nightmares
    And swept into life

    Author notes

    Third love senryu based on my true love story for details see my web page https://theworldaccordingtocosmos.com

    Waking Up to No You

    by Jake Aller on February 10, 2019.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Waking up to no you
    Absent in my bed at night
    Absent from my dreams

    Author notes

    second love senryu based on my true love story for details see my web page https://theworldaccordingtocosmos.com

    thursday Evening

    by Jake Aller on February 9, 2019.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Thursday early evening
    Thinking dark thoughts only you
    Can you cure these thoughts?

    Author notes

    first of ten love senryu  I recently wrote

    Lunatic Howling at the Moon

    by Jake Aller on January 21, 2019.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    As I sit
    Under the lunatic light of the full moon
    Of the blood-red lights of the moon

    Full of wild passions
    The lustful beast stirs again
    And starts running and running
    Howling at the moon

    Riding into the new dawn
    On a demented Harley Davis cycle
    With two naked babes on his back

    Riding into the sun
    90 miles per second
    At the speed of thought

    He disappears into the lunatic light
    Of the full moon
    And I wake up
    Alone in my bed

    Saying, man, that was quite a night
    I better not go there again

    The wild beast
    Laughs

    He has heard that before

    And I join
    The beast
    In howling at the Moon

    Author notes

    the second of my lunatic poems. I have posted the rest on my blog, https://theworldaccordingtocosmos.com

    Just an Unhinged Lunatic Howling at the Moon

    by Jake Aller on January 21, 2019.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    On a moonlit late night
    I sat in a bar
    Drinking drams of demented, fermented dream dew

    Just an unhinged lunatic
    Dreaming of howling at the full moon
    Watching the world walk by
    Looking at all the fine looking babes

    Walking by the street
    Thinking wild, erotic thoughts
    Of endless wild libertine passions

    When into the bar
    Walked the most beautiful women
    In the Universe

    So wild, so free
    So wonderfully alive
    I did not know what to do

    As this vision of delight
    Sauntered through the bar

    In a skin-tight leather pants
    Looked so fine
    That my eyeballs hurt

    And finally, I had to say something
    So, I gathered up my manly courage
    And walked up to her

    And she looked at me
    And instantly bewitched my soul
    With a devilish grin

    I lost all reason
    And became a raving lunatic

    Unhinged lunatic
    Howling at the moon
    Foaming at the mouth

    A wild, free werewolf
    Howling at the lunatic light
    Of the full Moon

    Howling at The Moon

    I stood outside
    Between the trees
    In a field

    On the outside of town
    Beneath the lunatic rays
    Of the blood red full moon

    The lunatic lights of the moon
    Casts a wild primeval glow
    On me

    The hormonal chemicals are unleashed
    The wild beast within
    Escapes it chain

    And I howl with delight
    A werewolf
    Free at last

    To run amuck
    Free of its civilized restrains
    Throwing off its clothes

    Stripping naked
    Running wild
    Naked and free

    A wild man
    Enjoying his freedom

    Author notes

    in honor of the blood wolf moon, I posted my lunatic poems on my blog and here as well

    October Rain

    by Jake Aller on January 21, 2019.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    The falling rain
    Of late October
    Fills me with essential dread

    As I rush about
    And end up here
    Wherever here is

    The rain outside
    Seems like the tears of god

    As I sit
    Crying over my beer

    Thinking of lost love
    And failed dreams

    Wondering
    What went wrong?
    And what I can set right

    And the rain falls
    And the night darkens

    The rain is falling
    All over this man’s world

    And the rain falls
    And I sit

    Drinking my lonesome drink
    Lost in dreams

    Dreaming of what
    Could never be

    Thinking dark thoughts
    And so, I sit
    And dream the night away

    Author notes

    plethora magazine will publish this poem in their next issue

    dream girl – true love story

    by Jake Aller on January 21, 2019.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    The Story of How We Met

    Note: This is a true story. For further details see Dreams and the Unexplainable– a Chicken
    Soup for the Soul book, published in September 2017,

    It all began in Berkeley, California
    In the springtime of 1974
    One fateful afternoon
    I was sleeping in my high school Physics class.

    I looked up and saw a tall,
    beautiful Asian woman
    standing there looking at me.

    She was the most beautiful women
    in the universe to me
    I screamed out, who are you?

    She disappeared
    as if she was beamed
    away from my dream.

    I knew that someday
    I would meet the girl
    In the dream

    Little did I know
    I would have to wait until 1982

    Starting that month
    I began having the same dream
    Month and month and month.
    Always the same.

    She was saying something
    in a strange language.
    Then one day

    I had the dream
    and knew that
    she was in Korea.

    So, I chose to go
    to Korea
    In the Peace Corps,

    Somehow knowing
    That I would meet her there.
    One day

    A year after the Peace Corps ended
    A month before I planned
    to leave to return
    to the U.S. for graduate school

    That morning early in the morning
    I had the last of these dreams.
    This time I understood her.

    She said, “Don’t worry.
    We’ll meet soon.”

    That evening
    As I was getting off the bus

    To go to my class
    I saw getting off the bus
    The girl in my dream.

    It was she!
    I was speechless.

    I did not know what to do.
    Over the course of the evening

    I ran into her several times.
    Finally, I was introduced to her.

    I muttered some lame excuse
    About wanting to find a Korean tutor
    and got her number.

    The next day she came to the gate
    Of my base where I was teaching
    ESL to Koreans

    She said that she
    had to speak with me.
    I told to wait in the library
    for about an hour,

    and I would cancel class
    and meet her then.

    We went out for coffee.
    She told me that she was madly
    in love with me
    And simply had to have me.

    I told her I felt the same way.
    I proposed five days later,
    And got married one month later.

    Does she believe this story?
    She claims she does not believe it
    Because it is impossible to be true.

    But I know that there
    are other worlds and other times.

    In a past life
    we must have been together somehow.

    And our love was so strong
    That it crossed over the barrier
    of time and space

    She found me in 1974,
    But it took until 1982
    For us to actually meet.

    And it has been 36 years
    Since we met in the physical sphere
    Or 45 years since the dream began

    And I still recall the dream
    And meeting her

    I had no choice
    When I met her
    We were fated to be together

    Until the end of this lifetime
    And the next and the next

    Author notes

    true story.  Plethora magazine is hosting a romantic poetry contest, the deadline is February 10th this is my entry.

    Fake Things

    by Jake Aller on January 21, 2019.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Fake Things

    We live in a world
    Of fake things

    Fake Products
    Fake News
    Fake Calls
    Fake Politics
    Fake Sports
    Fake Business
    Fake Leaders
    Fake People
    Fake friends
    Fake sincerity

    Surrounded 24/7
    By all the fake things
    How can anything real exist?

    Is it all nothing but fake things
    Designed to deceive us all?

    Author notes

    a revised version of ‘Fake Things”. will be published in Foliate Oak Literary magazine.

    Morphing Images from a Hellish Nightmare

    by Jake Aller on January 13, 2019.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    I am in a room
    Watching people all around me

    Change into hideous creatures
    Monsters from the deepest depths of hell

    The Chief of them all
    Wears a Trumpian mask

    Completed with orange hair
    Half human half pig

    His deputy
    Wears the face of Putin

    But his body
    Half human, half horse

    The other creatures wear masks
    Many of them wear
    Green Pepe the alt right
    Symbolic frog masks

    And have T shirts
    Bearing alt right slogans
    And Nazi symbols

    And as they prance about
    They chant alt. Right slogans
    And neo Nazi chants
    Jews with Not Replace us

    And the rest of these creatures
    Are hideous ugly beasts
    With only a vestige of humanity left

    And these monsters are engaged
    In all sorts of foul evil deeds

    Murder violence death
    All around

    And none-stop
    violent drug fueled orgies
    As these creatures

    Half human half monsters
    Half male, half female creatures

    Snort coke, cocaine, speed
    Smoke weed and drink vodka shots
    Scotch, bourbon and beer

    The Trumpian Pig leads the charge
    Starts engaging in sodomy with Putin
    Who chases after people
    Cutting off their heads with his sword

    They turn on to their fellow creatures
    Raping and fucking each other
    All night long

    Then they attack me
    Screaming
    Jews will not replace us

    And I wake up
    Screaming

    As the sun comes up
    Just another nightmare

    Author notes

    from a recent nightmare.  I don’t dream dreams I dream movie scripts!

    God’s confession

    by Jake Aller on January 13, 2019.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    God’s Confession

    I was sitting along
    In a god forsaken bar
    Somewhere on the lunatic fringes
    Of society

    On the bad part of town
    Over by railroad tracks
    Heading to hell
    As fast as I could drink it down

    Enjoying my lonely drink
    Drinking by my lonesome self

    With my partners
    Jimmy Dean, and the Walker brother
    And his old Granddad

    Just drinking and hanging
    With the Jack Daniel’s gang

    A crazed bum
    With a thousand year stare
    Walks up to me

    He begins
    Muttering to himself

    Nutty nonsense
    Crazy words
    In a lunatic’s voice

    He had the look
    Of one possessed
    By his own demons

    That only he can see
    Or hear

    Possessed by a secret knowledge
    Only he knew

    Despite myself
    I was fascinated
    By this lunatic’s tale

    So, I stopped him
    And said

    So, what’s your game
    Anyway

    The short little dude
    Stopped his insane prattle

    Starting at me
    With that thousand year old stare

    Just another washed up
    Lunatic

    Too many drugs
    Too many bad nights
    On the wrong side of life

    An acid causality from the 60’s
    Went out so far
    Down the LSD rabbit hole
    Never came back

    He looked at me
    And proclaimed his story

    He reared up
    And filled up the room

    And lifted the bar
    On his finger

    And stared down at me
    From the sky

    And said
    Since you asked

    I am God
    The alpha and Omega
    The real deal

    The original dude of dudes
    The sultan of Swing
    God of hosts
    And father of that Jesus dude

    But no one knows me
    Any more
    No one cares

    They think I am irrelevant
    They think I am dead

    They think I am a fairy tale
    From some olden, ancient time

    Some say I am dead
    Others think I should be dead
    That my work is done

    I looked at him
    Carefully now
    And what did I see

    An old man
    With that lunatic look
    But there was something else

    He was crazy
    Sure yes
    But perhaps he was the real deal

    I mean why not
    Why would not God be
    A lunatic wandering around loose

    Talking to low lives like me
    In a bar
    On the way to hell

    So, I looked at him
    And invited him to share
    His tale of woe

    God tells me
    Well, it’s like this

    Many a year ago
    People believed in me

    But one day
    They quit believing in me
    And they went on without me

    As they left me
    My powers got weaker and weaker
    And so eventually I became
    What you see today

    A broken down drunk
    Hanging out
    Looking for a hand out
    Looking for some company
    Or at least a free dinner

    And he laughed and laughed
    And I looked at him
    And saw the beginnings of the end
    And the ends of the beginnings

    I saw a million planets
    Flash by
    A billion people
    A trillion sentient beings

    Thinking all at once
    Thoughts filled my head
    Lights flashed

    And I knew
    He was telling the truth

    But it did not matter
    In this day and age
    Of materialism

    God has no role
    God is truly dead

    And so, I bought him a drink
    And walked out of the bar
    Profoundly saddened by what I had seen

    God was dead
    And we had all conspired
    To kill him

    Long live God

    Author notes

    one of my poems about unlikely encounters with God  and whether God can exist in this materialistic world  this might be offensive to some so I apologize in advance

    early morning thoughts

    by Jake Aller on January 13, 2019.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Early in the midst of a chaotic frenzy
    I caught the fragrance of her sweat grin
    And my heart did a swirling spin
    When I saw that vision of erotic delight

    There I stood
    Alone in a somehow too dismal room
    Full of vibrant people
    I knew not what to say

    So, I spent that dismal day
    Thinking dismal morbid thoughts of lugubrious doom
    Thoughts what might happen that day
    And what might have been if I had the courage to say Hello

    Thus, it went
    Years after ever melancholy year
    Days after ever gloomy days
    Nights of self-induced torture

    Months of nightly rancid beer
    There it went

    Now
    I am sitting and thinking
    Thoughts so gloomy
    I still don’t know

    Life belongs to the living
    Not to the morbid mystic dreamers
    Nor the poets dying

    Author notes

    another darker poem from my college days!

    depressed morbid nights

    by Jake Aller on January 13, 2019.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Depressed Morbid Nights

    One of these depressed, depraved, morbid nights
    I shall awake to the God damned game of life

    And sit under the graying light
    Of the foolish full moon

    And laminate upon my luminance
    And chew up the garments of past lives

    And cry my soul
    But no one will hear the plight of my mind
    On strike for better wages
    And more love

    Thus, I will sit, and think and dream
    Dreams that no one ever before dreamt

    It is so very lonely being a foolish lunatic
    But then as I drink to oblivion
    I begin to think

    Of all those things that I have not experienced
    And wonder with a vengeance

    Why God hates me so
    Or is it only an illusion?

    When will I awake
    Or do we just sit waiting for more beer
    To cover up

    The stench of putrid rotting flesh
    Waiting for death to take us away

    To the Cosmic garbage dump in the sky
    Trying to communicate across a gap

    That is light years’ long
    And will never close

    For man was not made to know
    The real thoughts of another

    Man was made to suffer, cry and wait
    For the party in Hell afterwards

    Shit, let’s us die and be done with it
    Or live without our God damned dreams

    Running our thoughts
    Into pits of depraved madness

    Author notes

    one of my darker poems from back in college

    Hell is here to stay

    by Jake Aller on January 12, 2019.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Hell is Here to Stay

    Hell is Here to Stay
    The angel of the lord

    Appeared on TV sets
    All over the world

    People woke up
    Expecting to see
    The usual suspects

    Talking heads
    Talking drivel
    Talking trash

    Instead
    A stern visage
    A stern old man
    In a dark suit

    He had a salt and pepper beard
    And long, dark black hair

    And piercing blue eyes
    Staring out
    From his stern face

    The eyes
    Piercing the soul
    Of all who listened

    The voice
    Of the angel of the lord
    Was like thunder

    And all over the world
    People tried to turn off
    Their TV sets
    To no avail

    Twilight light Zone
    Prevailed

    The angel of the lord
    Stopped swearing
    And said

    In a calm
    Deadly voice

    People of earth
    You know the lord
    By a billion names

    I am his spokesman
    We’ve realized
    There is the age of the TV

    And we must be able to reach
    You directly

    Before one or a million
    Could understand

    Now no one hears us
    For you are convinced

    We are dead
    Irrelevant
    Washed up
    A fraud

    Frankly speaking
    You all can go to hell

    And an evil grin
    Appears on his face
    As he says

    Can a fraud do this?

    And outside
    Thunder and lightening

    A star comes down
    And houses were blown away

    And everyone was
    Outside

    The TV set
    Was in the sky above

    The voice of the angel
    Of the lord
    Proclaiming

    Repent
    The end is near
    And now

    No more TV
    No more booze

    The rights to you
    Have been sold

    For to quote Frank Zappa
    You are all assholes
    You are all assholes

    All of you
    Little, mean little assholes

    Let me introduce
    My new business partner

    satan

    Satan, also known
    As the prince of darkness

    God and Satan
    Have agreed on a deal

    A thousand year Reich
    A thousand year of slavery
    For you

    My little human assholes
    For your sins, your arrogance
    Your foolish pride

    After a thousand years
    Of pure torture

    We will return
    To judge the living and the dead

    Most of you will remain in hell
    Some will be redeemed

    And allowed into heaven
    And now, back to your usual station

    Welcome to hell
    Satan said

    And laughed and laughed and laughed
    And the usual crimes resume
    The usual lies and deceits and shames

    For most people
    It made no difference

    They had been in hell
    For centuries

    For some
    It mattered

    The few decent people
    Left on earth

    Were condemned to join
    The masses

    For another thousand years
    Of toil and misery

    The bosses were happy
    Satan appointed them
    To continue to rule

    But no strikes
    No salaries
    And as much abuse
    As they could give out

    And so, the world turns and turns
    Following its way
    Around the sun

    And the sun
    Turns and floats
    Through space

    And the end was here
    And now

    No one could tell
    The difference anymore
    Hell was here to stay

    Gabriel, the angel of the lord
    Appeared on TV sets
    All over the world

    People woke up
    Expecting to see
    The usual suspects

    Talking heads
    Talking drivel
    Talking trash

    Instead
    A stern visage
    A stern old man
    In a dark suit

    He had a salt and pepper beard
    And long, dark black hair

    And piercing blue eyes
    Staring out
    From his stern face

    The eyes
    Piercing the soul
    Of all who listened

    The voice
    Of the angel of the lord
    Was like thunder

    And all over the world
    People tried to turn off
    Their TV sets
    To no avail

    Twilight light Zone
    Prevailed

    The angel of the lord
    Stopped swearing
    And said

    In a calm
    Deadly voice

    People of earth
    You know the lord
    By a billion names

    I am his spokesman
    We’ve realized
    There is the age of the TV

    And we must be able to reach
    You directly

    Before one or a million
    Could understand

    Now no one hears us
    For you are convinced

    We are dead
    Irrelevant
    Washed up
    A fraud

    Frankly speaking
    You all can go to hell

    And an evil grin
    Appears on his face
    As he says

    Can a fraud do this?

    And outside
    Thunder and lightening

    A star comes down
    And houses were blown away

    And everyone was
    Outside

    The TV set
    Was in the sky above

    The voice of the angel
    Of the lord
    Proclaiming

    Repent
    The end is near
    And now

    No more TV
    No more booze

    The rights to you
    Have been sold

    For to quote Frank Zappa
    You are all assholes
    You are all assholes

    All of you
    Little, mean little assholes

    Let me introduce
    My new business partner

    satan

    Satan, also known
    As the prince of darkness

    God and Satan
    Have agreed on a deal

    A thousand year Reich
    A thousand year of slavery
    For you

    My little human assholes
    For your sins, your arrogance
    Your foolish pride

    After a thousand years
    Of pure torture

    We will return
    To judge the living and the dead

    Most of you will remain in hell
    Some will be redeemed

    And allowed into heaven
    And now, back to your usual station

    Welcome to hell
    Satan said

    And laughed and laughed and laughed
    And the usual crimes resume
    The usual lies and deceits and shames

    For most people
    It made no difference

    They had been in hell
    For centuries

    For some
    It mattered

    The few decent people
    Left on earth

    Were condemned to join
    The masses

    For another thousand years
    Of toil and misery

    The bosses were happy
    Satan appointed them
    To continue to rule

    But no strikes
    No salaries
    And as much abuse
    As they could give out

    And so, the world turns and turns
    Following its way
    Around the sun

    And the sun
    Turns and floats
    Through space

    And the end was here
    And now

    No one could tell
    The difference anymore
    Hell was here to stay

    Author notes

    Here are some poems that I like.  The first four have been published, the last is unpublished.  The first, fourth and fifth one were the product of dreams.  God’s Confession was written after a night drinking in Bangkok.  As some of you may have heard me say over the years, I don’t dream dreams I dream movies.  The second and third I wrote while in college over 40 years ago, the last one I wrote last week.

    Some of these poems may be offensive.  So be it. If you are offended, please accept my apologies in advance but these are my nightmares not yours.  You are entitled to believe whatever you want to believe or not believe and so am I. Obviously, these poems don’t reflect the views of any prior employers.

    In any event, I have also posted these poems on All Poetry, Poetry Soup, Hello Poetry, Cosmosfunnel, Scriggler, Open Arts Forum, Poetry Magnum Opus, and Writing.com

    fake bacon

    by Jake Aller on December 17, 2018.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    It seems that bacon
    Has come back from the dead
    And is everywhere these days

    There is even bacon ice cream
    Bacon whiskey
    Bacon tacos

    Yeh I love bacon
    But I don’t like the fake bacon

    You can get beef bacon
    Turkey bacon
    Tofu bacon

    All look like bacon
    Taste like bacon
    Cook like bacon
    Seems to be bacon

    But it is all sham
    Nothing real about it

    Just another fake healthy food
    In a long line
    Of fake food products

    Designed to get our money
    Out of our pockets
    And into their greedy little arms

    So, I resist
    I want the real deal
    I want bacon real bacon
    With my real eggs

    And if it means
    I am fated

    To die of a real heart attack
    At least I will die
    A real man

    Author notes

    final fake food poem for today! check out the rest on my blog https://theworldaccordingtocosmos.com

    fake eggs

    by Jake Aller on December 17, 2018.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    I love real eggs
    From real chicken

    Preferably free range
    Vegetarian fed,
    No antibiotic feed

    No hormones added
    Non-caged chickens,
    allowed to roam about

    As God intended
    them to do

    Not locked up
    In chicken coop hell

    But now
    We have so many choices

    We can have fake eggs
    Without any cholesterol
    Or yoke

    Tastes like real chicken eggs
    At least they claim

    But who knows what’s real
    Any more

    Can you trust
    The chicken is real?

    Author notes

    another fake food poem for the complete list see my blog https://theworldaccordingtocosmos,

    fake bread

    by Jake Aller on December 17, 2018.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Now a days
    Most of the time
    I eat fake bread

    GF bread
    For health reasons
    My wife can’t tolerate the real thing
    And so,

    I eat fake bread
    Fake pasta
    Fake pizza

    But every so often
    I want the real deal
    I crave bread
    Made with wheat

    And a real pizza
    And real pasta
    And real donuts

    Author notes

    another fake food poem for the complete list see my blog https://theworldaccordingtocosmos.com

    fake booze

    by Jake Aller on December 17, 2018.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    I never real understood
    The concept of alcohol free booze
    Alcohol free beer
    Alcohol free wine
    I don’t get Mocktales

    And I don’t get fruit beer
    And coffee beer
    And other the other weirdo drinks
    That people drink these days

    I mean when you drink booze
    You want the alcohol

    You want the buzz
    You need the booze
    And you want it now

    And frankly fake booze
    Just does not do it for me

    So please no fake beer
    No mocktails
    No fake wine for me

    As the song puts it
    One scotch, one bourbon
    And one beer

    So, either give me the real deal
    Or give me a cup of tea
    Or coffee or water or juice

    Or whatever
    But don’t serve me fake booze

    Author notes

    another fake food poem for the complete set see my blog https://theworldaccordingtocosmos.com

    fake fish

    by Jake Aller on December 17, 2018.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Every where in the world
    When you eat fish
    In a restaurant

    The restaurant owners
    Claim it is salmon or tuna
    Or other delicious fish

    But the sad reality
    60 percent of the time
    You are eating fake fish

    The fish may be fish
    Or may not be fish
    But if it is indeed fish
    It is probably tilapia

    Or some other cheap
    Bottom feeding scumbag fish
    Filled with toxins

    And possibly tape worms
    And other parasites

    And as you eat your delicious fish
    You are eating the fake fish

    And helping the fish industry
    Continue this con game

    But there is nothing you can do
    Except for catching your own fish
    And preparing it yourself

    So, when you eat fish
    Pretend if you must

    That you eating salmon or tuna
    While you eat your tilapia
    And pay the salmon/tuna premium price

    Author notes

    another fake food poem for the complete list see my blog https://theworldaccordingtocosmos.com

    fake vegan meat

    by Jake Aller on December 17, 2018.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    When I go to a vegetarian restaurant
    I often encounter fake meat
    Often called mock meat

    Made out of soy beans, and other things
    And I wonder
    Why bother with the façade

    I mean if you are a vegan
    Be a vegan

    Don’t eat or make fake meat
    You don’t need it
    You really don’t like it

    And it is somehow
    just wrong to me

    So please no more fake meat
    No more tofu turkey for me

    Either give me my meat
    Or give me my vegan delight

    Author notes

    another fake food poem check out my blog https://theworldaccordingtocosmos.com for the complete list

    fake coffee

    by Jake Aller on December 17, 2018.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    I used to be a big coffee drinker
    Had to have my four or five cups
    Of real fresh brewed coffee

    Not for me the weak instant coffee
    Of decafe coffee or herbal fake coffee

    But over time coffee caught up to me
    And now I can not handle the real deal
    And I am forced to drink decafe coffee
    Which is a kind of fake coffee to me

    Or herbal coffee
    Which is entirely fake
    Designed to taste like the real thing

    But without that caffeine kick
    That true coffee drinkers crave

    Since we are all caffeine addicts at heart
    Just need that rush to get going
    And keep going

    And the fake coffee
    Just does not do the trick

    And so, I am doomed
    To drink decafe coffee
    And fake coffee

    Missing my real cup of coffee
    Until the I enjoy the last drop

    Author notes

    more fake food poems see web page for complete list https://theworldaccordingtocosmos.com

    fake food

    by Jake Aller on December 17, 2018.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    in this world of fake things
    Nothing is more fake
    Than the food we eat

    Most of the fake food crap we eat
    Is nothing but chemicals
    And flavorings

    Added to a small amount
    Of real food

    All packaged and sold
    And marketed

    Scientifically designed to taste good
    So we eat the poisoned food
    And get sicker and sicker

    While the food industry giants
    Make obscene profits
    Selling us poison

    Author notes

    part of my chapbook, “Fake Things” check out my blog https://theworldaccordingtocosmos.com for the complete set

    fake friends

    by Jake Aller on December 13, 2018.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Fake Smiles
    The old soul classic
    Smiling faces got it right

    “Smiling faces sometimes
    Pretend to be your friend
    Smiling faces show no traces
    Of the evil that lurks within (can you dig it?)

    Smiling faces, smiling faces, sometimes
    They don’t tell the truth
    Smiling faces, smiling faces tell lies and I got proof

    Oh, oh, yeah
    Let me tell you

    The truth is in the eyes ’cause the eyes don’t lie, amen
    Remember, a smile is just a frown turned upside down my friend
    So, hear me when I’m saying

    Smiling faces, smiling faces, sometimes, yeah
    They don’t tell the truth

    Smiling faces, smiling faces tell lies and I got proof
    (Beware) beware of the handshake
    That hides the snake (can you dig it, can you dig it?)

    I’m a-tellin’ you beware of the pat on the back
    It just might hold you back

    Jealousy, (jealousy) misery (misery) envy (envy)
    I…”

    Boy did the singer get it right
    In this world of fake things
    Where the market rules us all

    The art of the fake smile
    Has been perfected

    They say that many people
    Have mastered the art of the fake smile

    Where you smile
    and pretend to like someone

    your victim
    does not suspect

    that the smile
    is because you are thinking
    of stabbing them in the back

    oh yes in a world of fake people
    beware, beware of smiling faces

    Author notes

    part of my chapbook,
    “Fake Things” see https://theworldaccordingtocosmos.com

    fake friends

    by Jake Aller on December 13, 2018.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    In this world of fake things
    Where nothing is real

    Nothing is authentic
    And the market rules us all

    There is no room
    For real friendship

    We are all using each other
    To get ahead

    So we pretend to be friends
    All the time

    Plotting against our so called friends
    To get ahead

    The market rewards the most vicious
    Sociopathic values rule the market

    Friendship is for wimps
    And losers

    Those winners end up
    Alone all alone

    For they have no real friends
    But boy do they have real enemies

    For in this fake world of ours
    Perhaps hate is the one real emotion
    That has survived

    Author notes

    part of my chapbook, “fake things” see https://theworldaccordingtocosmos.com

    fake relationships

    by Jake Aller on December 13, 2018.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    In this modern world
    Where everything seems fake
    There are few genuine relationships left

    Most relationships are market driven
    How can this person help me
    In my career or in life
    What can I get from them
    How can I use them for my advantage

    And what do they want in return
    And we are all nothing but personal brands
    Competing all the time for the next gig job

    And romance
    Has been reduced to sexual lust
    And nothing more

    And few people want babies
    Any more
    Babies are expensive
    And limit your ability
    To compete for your next bed partner

    And being real, telling people what we really think
    Is usually a CLM – career limiting move so to speak
    So, everyone hides their true feelings

    And are resigned to living this fake life
    In a world filled with fake people
    I wonder if there are any real people left

    Author notes

    part of my fake things chapbook see https://theworldaccordingtocosmos.com

    fake jake

    by Jake Aller on December 13, 2018.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Many years ago
    I proclaimed to the world
    I was Jake

    And I was not a fake
    But I was the real deal

    But over the years
    I too have become fake
    And yes Jake
    Is also nothing but a fake

    Author notes

    we are all fakes in our way

    fake souls

    by Jake Aller on December 13, 2018.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    In this hyper materialist era
    We find ourselves in
    Is there such a thing as a true soul?

    Or have we all become
    Nothing but fake souls
    The rights to our souls
    Long ago sold

    To the evil masters of the universe
    The secret programmers
    Of this cosmic video game
    We all live in

    And our dear leader
    Donald Trump
    Has a fake soul

    As he acts like he is robot
    Trying to fake real human emotions
    And usually failing miserably

    Author notes

    from my chapbook, “fake things” on my blog https://theworldaccordingtocosmos.com

    fake calls

    by Jake Aller on November 22, 2018.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Every day I get woken up
    As the sun comes up
    By my phone ringing
    With a fake call

    It seems that the only people
    Who ever bother to call me
    Are the fake call people

    Who all call me
    With fake sincerity

    Offering me a great deal
    On this and that scam

    I curse at them
    Yell at them
    Mutter obscenities in foreign tongues
    And block their calls

    Yet it does not seem to matter
    The next call will be
    Yet another fake call

    Am I doomed to receive
    Fake calls until I day I die

    I turn on my computer
    And read my fake news accounts
    And watch TV for the latest fake news

    And the politicians lying
    And the criminals scheming
    To take my money

    The Zappa song comes to mind

    You will obey me while I lead you
    And eat the garbage that I feed you
    Until the day that we don’t need you
    Don’t go for help… no one will heed you
    Your mind is totally controlled
    It has been stuffed into my mold
    And you will do as you are told
    Until the rights to you are sold

    That’s right, folks…
    Don’t touch that dial

    And I scream to the universe Just leave me alone
    Then the phone rings…..

    Author notes

    my feelings about fake calls

    hell is here to stay

    by Jake Aller on November 22, 2018.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    The angel of the lord
    Appeared on TV sets
    All over the world

    People woke up
    Expecting to see
    The usual suspects

    Talking heads
    Talking drivel
    Talking trash

    Instead
    A stern visage
    A stern old man
    In a dark suit

    He had a salt and pepper beard
    And long, dark black hair
    And piercing blue eyes
    Staring out
    From his stern face

    The eyes
    Piercing the soul
    Of all who listened

    The voice
    Of the angel of the lord
    Was like thunder

    And all over the world
    People tried to turn off
    Their TV sets
    To no avail

    Twilight light Zone
    Prevailed
    The angel of the lord
    Stopped swearing
    And said

    In a calm
    Deadly voice

    People of earth
    You know the lord
    By a billion names

    I am his spokesman
    We’ve realized
    There is the age of the TV

    And we must be able to reach
    You directly

    Before one or a million
    Could understand

    Now no one hears us
    For you are convinced

    We are dead
    Irrelevant
    Washed up
    A fraud

    Frankly speaking
    You all can go to hell

    And an evil grin
    Appears on his face
    As he says

    Can a fraud do this?

    And outside
    Thunder and lightening

    A star comes down
    And houses were blown away

    And everyone was
    Outside

    The TV set
    Was in the sky above

    The voice of the angel
    Of the lord
    Proclaiming

    Repent
    The end is near
    And now

    No more TV
    No more booze

    The rights to you
    Have been sold

    For to quote Frank Zappa
    You are all assholes
    You are all assholes

    All of you
    Little, mean little assholes

    Let me introduce
    My new business partner

    Satan, also known
    As the prince of darkness

    God and Satan
    Have agreed on a deal

    A thousand year Reich
    A thousand year of slavery
    For you

    My little human assholes
    For your sins, your arrogance
    Your foolish pride

    After a thousand years
    Of pure torture

    We will return
    To judge the living and the dead

    Most of you will remain in hell
    Some will be redeemed

    And allowed into heaven
    And now, back to your usual station

    Welcome to hell
    Satan said

    And laughed and laughed and laughed
    And the usual crimes resume
    The usual lies and deceits and shames

    For most people
    It made no difference

    They had been in hell
    For centuries

    For some
    It mattered

    The few decent people
    Left on earth

    Were condemned to join
    The masses

    For another thousand years
    Of toil and misery

    The bosses were happy
    Satan appointed them
    To continue to rule

    But no strikes
    No salaries
    And as much abuse
    As they could give out

    And so the world turns and turns
    Following its way
    Around the sun

    And the sun
    Turns and floats
    Through space

    And the end was here
    And now

    No one could tell
    The difference anymore
    Hell was here to stay

    Author notes

    some random thoughts about God, the devil, heaven and hell

    Mr. Trump Tear Down this Wall

    by Jake Aller on November 13, 2018.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Walls

    Trump wants a wall
    Between America and Mexico

    A wall against the southern hordes
    A wall based on fear and hate

    A wall to make America safe
    A wall to make America great again

    And yet I wonder
    Will his wall fall

    Like the Berlin wall
    And the great wall

    And all the other walls
    They all failed
    All of them

    Walls divide us
    Walls make us
    Into different tribes

    Between the pure
    And the impure

    St Reagan
    Said Tear Down this Wall

    Will future Presidents
    Tear down this begotten wall

    Or will it become a tourist attraction
    Another great wall
    Against barbarian hordes

    Author notes

    published in raving maniac’s anthology Poets against the Wall

    Sandwich Choices.

    by Jake Aller on November 13, 2018.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    There are so many choices to be had
    When ordering a sandwich

    What kind of bread
    What kind of meat or any meat
    What kind of cheese or any cheese
    Whether to have sprouts or not
    Whether to have a pickle or not

    Whether to go with a classic peanut butter
    And something sandwich

    I loved peanut butter sandwiches
    As a kid

    Peanut butter and sweat pickles were my favorite
    Peanut butter and banana is good also

    Peanut butter and strawberry jam
    What a delightful memory

    My current favorite
    Is a BLT with sprouts, avocado, and kosher dill pickles?
    Heirloom red tomatoes one slice per each half
    Avocado one half per each half
    One half pickle on each half
    Bacon cooked just right – well done but not black
    Sprouts and lettuce just right
    Timamook Yellow smoked cheder cheese
    On each half

    On Gluten Free bread
    with chipotle mayo
    And Dijon mustard

    Cut in half

    Truly a sandwich made in heaven
    And bacon makes everything
    Taste so damn nice

    And God if you are reading this poem
    You had better prepare them for me
    Or Heaven will not be worth it

    Does Satan serve BLT sandwiches
    I wonder

    Probably not
    Probably you become the bacon
    In his hell sandwiches

    Author notes

    published today on Duane’s Poetree

    cats

    by Jake Aller on November 4, 2018.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Cat Fight in Incheon

    Watching two cats
    Fighting along side the sidewalk
    In suburban Incheon New Airport Town

    Completely indifferent
    To the humans walking around them
    And the humans were indifferent to the cats

    As they stood there fighting
    And screeching at each other

    One orange one
    One half black half white one
    Both middle age in cat years

    As I sat there watching the cats
    really getting into it
    I wondered what they were arguing about?

    But since I don’t speak cat
    I really didn’t know

    All I know is they were really screeching at each other
    And almost look like they were about to attack each other

    But one cat backed down
    As the other cat stood their proverbial ground

    If they were humans one would have pulled out a knife
    Or a gun
    And someone would have been killed

    But being mere cats
    They stared at each other

    And walked away
    but they kept glancing at each other

    So I knew the fight as not over
    Merely postponed until a later hour
    Cats truly are the aliens
    Who live among us humans

    Or perhaps we are the aliens
    Who live among the cats?

    Cat thought

    Watching the black cat
    Who lives underneath the building
    Slinking about

    looking for something to kill
    I am reminded once again the cats
    are not our friends
    as I stare at him

    an alien invader
    From another planet

    Mysterious Cat looking at me

    As I look out
    At the parking lot

    I see a black cat
    looking at me with dark soulful eyes
    filled with mysterious secrets

    I wondered
    What the cat
    thinks of me?

    The cat looks at me
    With a mysterious grin
    The cat smiles at me
    Like the Cheshire cat

    He smiles
    and runs away into the bushes

    Looking Out My Window

    Looking out my window
    In Incheon
    What did I see
    The neighboring apartment buildings
    Obscured by the April rains

    And yellow dust of early Spring
    And in the distant the mountains
    Aflame with spring colors
    Beckoning me outdoors

    Looking out my window
    In Oregon
    What did I see
    Green trees
    Silently watching me

    And the cats gamboling along
    Looking at me

    While I look at them
    Each wondering what sort of weird creatures
    The other is
    And who is the real alien species?

    In Washington DC
    Looking out my window
    What did I see

    I saw the squirrels in the trees
    And the peaceful trees
    Of Capitol Hill

    Near the seat of power
    Yet somehow

    I felt It all far away
    In Suburban Virginia
    Looking out the window
    What did I see

    I often looked out my window
    At the trees and the jungle
    In my back yard

    And heard the distant roar
    Of traffic on the busy suburban street
    As people rushed to get to the freeway

    In the early morning hours
    In Madrid Spain
    Looking out the window

    What did I see
    I looked out at our Spanish neighborhood
    Seeing the beautiful Madrid ladies

    Walking down the street
    Secretly admiring them from afar
    In Barbados

    Looking out the window
    What did I see
    The monkeys in the trees

    Looking at me
    Contemplating raiding my garden
    As soon as I went away

    In Seoul
    Looking out my window
    What did I see
    The neighborhood
    Alive outside my window
    For so many years

    In Seattle
    Looking out my window
    What did I see
    I saw the ever changing green

    Sea of trees
    that is Seattle’s true color
    The city is so lush and green
    And alive with life’s endless possibilities
    In Stockton

    Looking out the window
    What did I see
    The traffic moving
    Through the dense fog
    That often fell upon the city

    Obscuring everything in its embrace
    And growing up in Berkeley
    Looking out my window
    I saw nothing

    +But the dirt and trees
    And shrubs
    Of my ancestral home
    And felt nothing
    But loneliness

    And a desire
    To leave my home
    As soon as I grew up

    That is what I see
    When I look out my window
    Even to this day

    I see where I have been
    And wonder where I am going
    As I stare out the window

    Knowing that my life
    Will surely come to an end
    As I stare out at the world

    Waiting waiting waiting
    For my fate to unfold

    Watching three cats

    Watching three cats
    gamboling along
    Looking at me

    While I look at them
    Each wondering what sort of weird creatures
    The other is
    And who is the real alien species?

    three cats ready to go

    three cats
    at play

    they look out at the world
    and they are ready

    they are born hunters
    they are hungry
    they are restless

    and they want
    to escape
    from the house

    to chase birds
    squirrels
    and other cats

    That’s the cat’s life after all
    they tolerate us humans
    only because we feed them

    But at heart
    they are wild things
    and wild things
    need to be free

    Looking Out My Window

    I look out my window
    On the parking lot

    And see the mad cat
    That lives underneath the apartment house

    And look out at the park
    Thinking of taking a walk

    The cat looks at me
    Kindred spirits perhaps
    Retired waiting to die
    Watching Cats Hunt

    Early morning
    Watching two white cats
    Hunting a white dove

    The cats hunt in pairs
    Tracking the bird

    The bird flies away
    Safe for now

    And I think about the cats
    And the hunt goes on

    Such is life
    And the fate of cats
    And birds

    Cats April 19

    Cats
    I often wonder about Cats
    What do they think of us
    It seems at time
    That cats think of humans
    As their slaves

    We exist to feed them
    To comfort them

    To save them from their enemies
    And to worship them

    Yes cats are an alien species
    Totally different from humanity
    Detached, and almost evil

    If we ever encounter an alien civilization
    God help us if it’s a cat based civilization

    We would then be engaged
    In the epic mother of all wars

    As cats and humans would not get along
    The cats would think we were their slaves

    And we would resent and fear them
    And secretly worship their alien ways

    Author notes

    my thoughts about the alien creature that is the cat

    another microsoft found poem

    by Jake Aller on October 20, 2018.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Today’s plan
    go for John

    Cup in my car
    Coca
    Woke up

    Feeling Tom Carl Karma
    Hanging out with Amber

    Comment:

    Who the fuck is Amber anyway?
    And why does she keep popping up
    Is Microsoft trying to tell me something?

    End comment

    Dictation is so chu danger
    have some more cell phones
    till acting weird

    But It is good
    working To get to work

    today’s plan
    go for John coach canpell

    go to temple
    Anthony Con Nam
    for Angela too

    Register the properties for sale

    Mike
    Look at Panels today
    but that will probably

    have to be next week sometime
    Maybe Monday Or Tuesday
    Port Wednesday

    Want to go tonight
    he’s only children

    next week
    so would want
    to mail down the dates
    this morning like we discussed

    The rest of Microsoft plans
    Will write this up
    And send it to Microsoft
    Essential found
    and I’m standing in

    Author notes

    from a letter to Microsoft

    Latest Found Poem

    Hope you are amused by these and you have my permission to publish them

    But more importantly I hope you can see that your dictation program needs a lot of work.  It is still about 50 percent accurate with sometimes hilarious unintended consequences.

    Also I usually have to click it on and off up to ten times before I get a stable enough connection to get it to work.

    Hope you can fix it!  Would be nice if it worked.

    More feedback from today’s dictation trials.
    This morning I recorded the following statistical breakdown.

    1. 31 attempts to open dictation finally worked and was 70% accurate
    2. 6 attempts to open dictation and was 30% accurate
    3. 5 attempts to open dictation and was 5% accurate and came out in the middle of other text which required a lot of editing afterwards
    4. 3 attempts to open dictation and was 90% accurate.
    Other observations:
    Microsoft dictation gets dates right 90% of the time.
    Microsoft dictation gets the word Dreams correct 10 percent of the time.  It usually transcribes as cream, green or krimmer.  I tried several times to use the correct feature and that worked  less than 10 percent of the time.
    When I first started trying to use the program, nothing worked.  My computer confirmed everything was working, I followed the instructions on setting up the mike but nothing worked. I called tech support and after spending an hour with me they suggested I reformat my hard drive.  I went to best buy instead.  They told me to buy an external mike which I did. And later I discovered on the Microsoft tech support page buried in the text a note that for best results you should buy a head set microphone.  Once I did that it began to work but I had to reset the microphone ten times.  I also did the suggested training two times.  Despite all this the accuracy rate hovers between 30 to 90 percent, and I still have to click it on and off any where from 5 times to 40 times (the record so far).
    I was trying to write down some recent music I downloaded.  Here are the results for two of the entries in my daily journal.  I offer these as further examples that your dictation product is not working.

    Rachmaninov Symphonic dances was transcribed as
    “F*** man enough so funny dances”  Only thing accurate was the word “dances”  Rachmaninov does contain the word Man so that is partly right
    Symphonic could sound like funny I suppose

    Rachmaninov contains 11 letters, F****man enough contains 15 letters. Three letters were correctly transcribed but not in the right order.

    Symphonic was transcribed as So Funny  Symphonic contains 8 letters, so funny contains 8 letters,  only three letters in common S,Y and N

    Statistical analysis
    24 words in dictation three words one given name
    24 words in transcription seven words only one word was correctly transcribed
    6 letters were correctly transcribed.
    Or a 25 percent success rate or 75% failure rate

    Second Example:

    Beethoven Cello Sonatas (22 letters three words)

    Painter mang Cho sonatas  (22 letters four words)

    The words Beethoven and Painter have one common letter
    The word cello and mang Cho have one common letter
    Sonatas was accurately transcribed

    Statistical analysis  five letters out of 22 were accurately transcribed, or in other words 17 were mistakenly transcribed.  Or a 29 percent accuracy rate.

    So far the accuracy rate has been hovering between 30 to 70 percent.  It is a word for word issue.  Sometimes not often the entire paragraph is correct, more often than not, half if correct half is gibberish.  I have had fun writing found poems out of the verbatim transcripts, some of which I shared earlier, and above.

    To sum up, your dictation program is not ready for prime time.

    hangover reflections

    by Jake Aller on September 21, 2018.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Hangover Gods Punishment For drinker
    A hangover is god’s punishment for drinkers
    Nothing more than that God’s way of punishing the drinker
    God’s punishment is severe for the sin of overdrinking
    Of course, the only known cure for a hangover is to keep drinking
    Very much need of a cure today
    Every day one has too much to drink
    resolve to quit drinking fill one’s head

    Author notes

    Hang Over Reflections

    Last night a Korean friend from Virginia came for a two week visit He brought with him a 30 year Bottle of Balentine whiskey.  Of course we have to drink it And then we have to drink some soju

    well this morning I woke up with a hangover

    And thought about the contributions to world culture that Koreans have made. The perfect Korean hangover cure

    And of course this morning I am in the middle of taking the cure

    The cure  consists of

    Lots of coffee

    Liquid Korean hangover medicine from the local convenience store or drug store

    Hangjanggu soup

    A walk

    Spending some time In the sauna soaking and sweating it out

    Then Later following Mark Twain sage advice that the only known cure for hangover is to keep drinking. That is the Korean Hangover cure And it works

    I had my first hangover at 16 when I was an exchange student For two weeks at a navaho boarding school. Went out and got rip roaring drunk with the Indians They gave me an Indian name  “Skidish Digest “which means “Crazy friend” And I have now had Almost 45 years worth of experience dealing with hangovers a hangover is god’s punishment for drinkers

    Today I wrote down the following  hangover poem which I will share and I would love to hear your Hangover stories please post them below and I will share them

    microsoft dictation found poems part one

    by Jake Aller on September 13, 2018.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Her and they moved to
    a the final inspection went well
    with E wall
    back to the apartment

    and brown
    we had left the keys
    are in the car

    but fortunately
    we ran two
    are rules that TV does not

    ruin were bought
    baby by Jews
    they’ll be able to see you
    and your evening

    we win
    two Home Depot and Costco
    and then who can free pizza
    for dinner we want to eastern market
    and shot the movie
    dress report to the berber
    back home
    and went to bed
    about the nine

    the dictation is working up
    from 50% of the time
    cue-card will keep
    the hope that the difference
    in win over to

    in the meantime
    I will keep brokerage
    and user to ride
    bay from all working

    you in this
    is Trevor Rowe junior middle school?

    Microsoft did tuition
    continues two 50%
    of the time
    one the visual dictation data
    his sometimes schuler’s
    shall I am sure

    even when you shoot a film,
    today we’ll meet with Perot’s
    to turn over the key
    and then paid the porch
    and weather permits

    and then maybe have dinner
    with more drivers
    wore see the movie
    Mama Mia

    should be a good
    if I have time
    High-level
    also do some solutions all

    Still having problems with my group
    saw fit to Asia
    still very strange
    each results
    it’s well as run
    the south: today in that age

    When to the house
    and your lunch
    had a good lunch
    when the two D. Meyer

    we are only eight at the red cross
    to the I had a BLT
    center with each 10 home

    to ensure came home
    at 230 and we walked
    back to the house

    did was a very hot air
    to move the best way
    to beat the fencing guy

    Go to End

    can show them the fencing edition
    about $4000 or so
    came home to a
    Her and then run back home
    Had celebrated for dinner
    and wash two episodes of a series of unfortunate events
    than started reading The two men

    To the house
    and the DM 2 me
    the pay
    for its then
    Go to End

    go to the paint shop
    to buy more pain
    noses were very first

    Go to End

    had too old
    to be in this meet pizza.

    Go to End

    Went out at 8 am
    to the house to meet
    had too old to be in this meet pizza
    have peace of for dinner

    go to Sly and the Family Stone Yes No?
    Play Summer Time in the City Yes

    the painters
    then walked to the Paint Shop
    the in the top of the state intends
    the the the the the the the
    Pizza
    Dinner salad
    Say number okay  4444
    6666
    2222

    End Document

    Save Changes Journal Yes No
    Can’t complete last command
    Undo command
    Can’t save

    Came back from the upper
    the painting works great
    progress

    is how so
    in a very hot as hell
    bent tonight

    will go to trade for Jones
    for home to home
    Number of records by second baseman from voting
    and an batteries for remote control
    shown
    or just for a number of town hall

    Microsoft Dictation Trials Poem one part two
    When to the house
    and your lunch
    had a good lunch
    when the two D. Meyer

    we are only eight at the red cross
    to the I had a BLT
    center with each 10 home

    to ensure came home
    at 230 and we walked
    back to the house

    did was a very hot air
    to move the best way
    to beat the fencing guy

    Go to End

    can show them the fencing edition
    about $4000 or so
    came home to a
    Her and then run back home
    Had celebrated for dinner
    and wash two episodes of a series of unfortunate events
    than started reading The two men

    To the house
    and the DM 2 me
    the pay
    for its then
    Go to End

    go to the paint shop
    to buy more pain
    noses were very first

    Go to End

    had too old
    to be in this meet pizza.

    Go to End

    Went out at 8 am
    to the house to meet
    had too old to be in this meet pizza
    have peace of for dinner

    go to Sly and the Family Stone Yes No?
    Play Summer Time in the City Yes

    the painters
    then walked to the Paint Shop
    the in the top of the state intends
    the the the the the the the
    Pizza
    Dinner salad
    Say number okay  4444
    6666
    2222

    End Document

    Save Changes Journal Yes No
    Can’t complete last command
    Undo command
    Can’t save

    Came back from the upper
    the painting works great
    progress

    is how so
    in a very hot as hell
    bent tonight

    will go to trade for Jones
    for home to home
    Number of records by second baseman from voting
    and an batteries for remote control
    shown
    or just for a number of town hall

    Microsoft Dictation Trials Found Poem Number
    Two

    The painting went very well
    it looks much better

    it was a very hot day
    will vote by

    Microsoft trials dictation from:
    and submitted it to two journals
    and micro soft

    don’t expect a response from mike
    were shocked but had fun writing it
    will keep track of market conditions

    for a second from over tonight
    we’ll work on my problem
    for the interview

    and take a walk to trader joe’s
    two are home to worry:

    Aaron will start working on
    OK at the base of king too

    fast and the bees
    nonsense continue nonsense
    Iraqis problem number one
    priority right now but

    Things to do
    123
    OK now I get your attention
    I wanna go too sole

    and Endgo
    some and then being term
    and then USA

    and then Washington, DC
    and then Baltimore

    and then I wanna
    will be with the idea being done
    on the stand

    will be OK enough tomorrow
    I need to go to the house and 88 AM 988
    just 8:00 AM.

    The I am having a meeting with an array
    annually and aHer
    a OK on we’re going to talk

    to a jester of two
    come up with solutions
    we need to two fans

    and players
    repaid the painting repairs

    we are paying the bill
    from both the house we’ve passed,

    my treatment
    we had the somewhat tainted drywall fixed

    we have a new tenant
    rules being new tenant
    is a very good

    10
    I think

    are we were making
    very much you need to do better

    to stop of studies
    now me as Sarah

    Mr. Allen not an island
    is an error
    that have a need

    for an offense of offering Maisie’s
    backing separate
    from the public
    often salad

    End of the night
    of the committee
    of the ways

    to hire the answer you
    get a better

    Microsoft Dictation trials
    Found Poem Three

    Inspection report
    meeting went well
    met with him
    only at age six

    G P silver in the damage
    is shown her
    the news from the rear
    and as well as shown
    for the termite damage.

    In the termite
    go we had been a UGS

    the basic questions of morality
    and using this statement
    denying them the answer
    most questions

    afterwards
    we went outside
    to take a picture

    although the front porch
    into I noticed

    there was something
    very strange looking
    at the front porch

    the pedestal
    on the front porch
    were quoted
    so he headed

    from facing the street
    and in from the street
    station house
    the fed is still on

    riding his meaning
    to the eye
    and that has left his leading
    to the left

    we noticed
    there were cracks
    in the forge:

    long the foliage
    including the crack
    on in the front door

    we also know
    is that the doors
    are at opening
    in the awkward men

    we also noticed
    a big crowd
    on the right side of the house

    on in the mist
    airways to the right baseline

    we took a look
    at the the souls in 141571413 1415
    that this is an old event in 1413

    left as to his meeting
    in Ford’s 111415
    in the right one
    is even for now

    we suspect that uses serious settlement issue
    in that the house is cracking
    on the house
    in the house
    is trying to balance

    its closing the porch
    this is just
    what left
    in the says
    this is a serious issue

    we are sending information
    to a lawyer
    asked his advice
    before we can’t turn our
    insurance for content and
    Rescinded the new

    we will go to the court
    has to figure out the procedures
    for the deal

    against the key man
    this evening
    I hope to do some writing
    style dictation

    Poem Four

    Green tree
    is in the Kingstown Property
    in Alexandria
    with her mother
    and are tended to Jeff

    my mother in the wall
    is berating jobs for some reason
    to handle

    and tell my mother to calm down
    as Jeff has a temper problem
    job is getting very angry

    Juppe pulls out a gun
    and serves the shooting of my mother
    the mall and should serve five or six times
    in the head

    my wife forays into a closet
    and Hans hoping that jobs
    will not find her
    and she wonders

    what would happen know
    that her mother

    in all my mother’s death
    and the she wonders
    what will happen

    because im not there
    at the time

    and she fears Jeff
    shooting in the wall

    and that is the end
    of the current in that age

    Author notes

    part one to four of my found poems

    microsoft dictation found poems

    by Jake Aller on September 13, 2018.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Telco one
    not until 5:00 PM

    had objected
    lack of will

    come back
    and go to some of actor dinner

    will fix the car tomorrow
    and work on my appeal

    might work
    and the appeal

    denied me
    to get on the other headphones

    when we go to the own charm
    on Thursday

    will build
    and Costco tomorrow

    dictation is working
    but still funky

    but it will when it finally works
    watch and at the showboat
    Mr. Sunshine

    before taking all along
    that low energy

    back to two long flight
    stop dictation
    of up to the line

    Author notes

    these found poems were taken from my recent Microsoft dictation trials.  Microsoft dictation is a work in progress, 40 percent of the time it comes out in clear text, 10 percent provides nonsense comments, and 50 percent gibberish some of which sound profound or has deep meaning, in any event, made materials for found poetry

    computer blues

    by Jake Aller on July 15, 2018.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Sometimes I think
    My computer is plotting against me
    And only me
    Trying deliberately to drive me mad

    My computer knows when I am busy
    Then it throws a hissy fit

    Refuses to boot up
    Crashes constantly
    Looses data that it had the day before
    Or five minutes before
    Or refuses to save the data

    Just fucks with me
    As it loves toying with me
    Making me yell and scream
    At my damn computer screen

    Cursing up a blue stream of blue curses
    As the blue screen of death
    Marches across the dark blue screen

    Smiling at me
    As I beg it
    To do what
    it is supposed to do

    Just once I beg it
    Do what you are supposed to
    Open the document once
    Not twenty times

    Do not not respond
    In endless loops of opening
    Not responding refusing to close
    Until I respond to the error code

    Please Mr. Computer
    Quit playing games
    Play my music
    Don’t wipe out the sound
    On the fifth attempt to play music

    Don’t take a half hour to load Microsoft products
    Don’t freeze up on opening ITUNES or Groove or Spotify
    Don’t give me computer haiku error messages
    That only makes sense to computer geeks

    Such as general error reading files
    Who the ***** is this damn general
    And why is NSA reading my files

    Or can’t save the file
    Or can’t save the open file
    When it just did ten times in a role

    And in Microsoft Excel
    Refusing to move the cursor
    Just freezing in place for a moment

    And all the other gobblygook messages
    That pop up every five minutes it seems
    As the computer slowly drives me mad

    Flashing the final insult
    User driven mad
    Mission accomplished

    Author notes

    my love hate relationship with computers particularly microsoft

    worst Year Ever

    by Jake Aller on July 15, 2018.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    2017 How Much I despise You
    Following 2016 the second worst year ever
    Will 2018 be any better ?

    And what we have suffered
    The darkness settles on the land
    Like a curse on the land

    As our mad demented senile dotard king wannabe
    Struts about the worlds stage
    Ushering Americas inevitable decline

    As America’s foes and friends wonder
    Has America gone mad
    Turing over ultimate power to this man
    A con man narcistic criminal

    Self proclaimed smartest man in the room
    In reality a clueless reality TV hustler
    Whose sell by date has expired

    As he tries to make America great again
    For white Christian men

    The rest of the country struggles
    To cope with the ever declining standard of living

    The 1 percent loved the stock market
    Love the dismantling of the regulatory state
    The corporate tax cuts

    and the coming plunder of the land
    Can Disney Yellowstone be the future?

    While the rest of the world
    Embraces the energy of the future
    And this great denier of the truth
    Wants to boldly take America back

    To the 19th century era of oil, and coal

    Yet perhaps it does not matter in the end
    As long as we have one another

    The darkness will come
    But it will go away someday soon
    The great American nightmare will be over

    This is what I pray for 2018
    The end of the darkness
    that consumes our land

    Author notes

    my thoughts on 2017

    fake news

    by Jake Aller on July 15, 2018.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    I
    am
    tired

    T
    I
    R
    E
    R
    D

    Of the constant deluge
    The constant flood
    Of fake news in my inbox

    It seems everything is fake these days
    The Presidents lies
    The media lies

    The country lies to itself
    Everything is not all right jack
    And never will be right

    As long as have the idiot in charge
    With his constant tweets
    P osturing and lies

    And the spinmeisters
    Spinning away

    The truth is a lie
    The lie is true

    I can’t tell any more
    It is all fake news to me

    Enough no more
    Give it to me straight

    Quit the god damn lying
    And tell us the truth

    But then we can’t handle the truth
    Can me?

    And so the fake news continues
    The constant spam
    The constant lies

    As we all die
    From too much information
    All the time

    I want to quit
    Go away somewhere

    But nowhere is safe
    As we all stuck here

    In the world of fake news

    Author notes

    I am tired of hearing the President talking about fake news all the time

    fake calls

    by Jake Aller on July 15, 2018.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Every day I get woken up
    As the sun comes up
    By my phone ringing
    With a fake call

    It seems that the only people
    Who ever bother to call me
    Are the fake call people
    Who all call me
    With fake sincerity

    Offering me a great deal
    On this and that scam

    I curse at them
    Yell at them
    Mutter obscenities in foreign tongues
    And block their calls

    Yet it does not seem to matter
    The next call will be
    Yet another fake call

    Am I doomed to receive
    Fake calls until I day I die

    I turn on my computer
    And read my fake news accounts
    And watch TV for the latest fake news

    And the politicians lying
    And the criminals scheming
    To take my money

    The Zappa song comes to mind

    You will obey me while I lead you
    And eat the garbage that I feed you
    Until the day that we don’t need you
    Don’t go for help… no one will heed you
    Your mind is totally controlled
    It has been stuffed into my mold
    And you will do as you are told
    Until the rights to you are sold

    That’s right, folks…
    Don’t touch that dial

    And I scream to the universe
    Just leave me alone
    Then the phone rings…..

    Author notes

    tired of all the fake calls I get

    fake God

    by Jake Aller on July 15, 2018.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Every day
    There is another outrageous statement
    From this preacher or that preacher

    Saying that God spoke to them
    And told them that Trump

    Was anointed by God himself
    And would bring us all to the promised land

    Well I hate to bring it up
    But felt that I must

    If God exists
    And is all powerful

    Why would he waste his time
    Talking to these idiot preachers?

    And why would he anoint Trump
    The most ungodly of all politicians

    How do these preachers know
    It is God calling

    Or perhaps it is a fake God
    I mean why not?

    In this age of fake age, fake asses, fake angels, fake artists, fake booze, fake boobs, fake calls, fake card games, fake casinos, fake clothes, fake computer programs, fake computer games, fake coffee, fake devils, fake doctors, fake drugs, fake eyes, fake faces, fake falls during the world cup, fake fish, fake food, fake friends, fake Gods, fake games, fake hair, fake judges, fake lawyers, fake live celebrities on TV, fake legs, fake lotto tickets, fake hearts, fake languages, fake love, fake meat, fake minds, fake ministers, fake names, fake passes, fake players, fake people, fake pot, fake politicians, fake porn, fake photos, fake poets, fake priests, fake products, fake sex, fake songs, fake sports stars, fake movies, fake TV, fake teeth, fake vaginas, fake watches, fake writers, fake victims, fake videos, fake universities and fake well everything else

    Why not a fake God
    Pretending to be God
    Just in it for the power,
    the money

    And the sweat love of the beautiful babes
    That he has convinced
    Has to sleep with him
    As God has ordained it

    Yeah I think that it is
    God has been replaced
    By a Fake God

    Does the fake God speak to them?
    And what does the fake God sound like?

    How did the fake God talk to them?
    On the phone? By email? By tweet
    Or by visions or voices in their head?

    Or are they just raving lunatics
    Who think that the real nonexistent God
    is calling them?
    Not knowing or caring it is the fake God
    On the cosmic hotline from the fake heaven

    God, either the real deal
    Or the Fake God
    does not in my opinion
    Talk to idiots

    Too many things to do
    Running this fake God scam
    While the real God is either on vacation
    Or is locked up in a cosmic dungeon somewhere
    Or has been killed by the fake God
    In league with the real Satan

    Nor should God either the real God
    or the Fake God
    tolerate these fools any more

    The Fake God does not send us hurricanes or tornados
    To punish us

    That is beneath his cosmic pay grade
    And the real God
    Has been cut off from his power sources
    Locked away into cosmic dungeon
    Without a phone, internet, or power outlet

    The real God is God
    and is mysterious
    And if he speaks to us at all

    We surely do not understand
    Anything he says

    As we have surely screwed up
    The teachings of his prophets

    And all we can hear
    Is the voice of the fake God
    The cosmic shyster
    Who has been impersonating God
    Perhaps for thousands of year

    So I wish to end this by saying
    Oh you false prophets

    STFU

    The real God is not calling you
    And never has
    But the fake god
    That’s another story

    But, please
    Just SFTU already

    Author notes

    I am tired of the so called Christian right talking about how God how spoken to them.  I seriously doubt that…..

    the Bus – Travels Through America’s Underbelly

    by Jake Aller on May 25, 2018.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    I am a bus rider
    That makes me unusual
    For a white male
    From an upper-middle-class family

    Our people are not bus riders
    Though some are subway riders

    Bus riders are other people
    The poor, minorities, immigrants
    People who don’t drive
    Because they are blind
    Or have a DUI

    And in my case
    I don’t drive
    Because I have bad vision
    And bad coordination
    Just never got the hang
    Of the whole driving thing

    Fortunately for me
    My wife does the driving
    But I still take the bus
    From time to time

    I rode the AC buses in Berkeley
    As a child
    Line 67, line 51, line 43 F bus
    Rode them long before BART came along
    And afterwards as well

    As an adult seldom rode the bus
    But when I did so
    I was always impressed
    By the sheer diversity
    Of the bus riding property

    Hundreds of languages
    All sorts of sexual orientation
    Some were white
    Most were not

    Most of my fellow passengers
    Were nice enough
    Some were friendly
    And some were lost
    In their own thoughts

    And a few
    Were scary looking dudes
    With the look
    Of someone who had done time
    And were capable of more violence

    I also rode the bus
    In Seattle as a graduate student
    A lot of fellow UW students
    And the usual immigrants
    Minorities etc

    And some white people
    Commuting

    And in DC
    Over the years
    I rode a lot of buses

    Mostly to and from the metro
    But I got to know
    And love the DC buses as well

    I also took the greyhound bus
    Across the country
    Several times over the years
    All over the U.S.

    From Bay Area to Stockton
    From Bay Area to Clear Lake
    From Bay area to NYC
    NYC to DC
    All over the USA

    Taking the Greyhound
    Was always an an adventure
    Met a lot of interesting people
    As people on long distant bus rides
    Tend to open up and talk
    To pass the time away

    Overseas I took the bus
    All over
    In India, in Barbados
    In Spain and in Korea

    The Korean buses
    For many years
    Were difficult for foreign visitors
    As the signs were all in Korean

    Most have signs
    Now in English, Chinese and Korean
    And are much more foreigner friendly

    Riding the bus
    In America
    Allows one access
    To the underbelly of American society
    The poor, the marginalized
    The immigrant communities

    That many middle class white people
    Just never see

    And for that reason
    I am glad
    That I am a bus rider

    Author notes

    companion piece to my hitchhiking piece submitted earlier.  Love to hear your bus or hitchhiking stories  check out my web page https://theworldaccordingtocosmos.com for more jake poetry

    when will this darkness end ?

    by Jake Aller on May 25, 2018.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    When Will this Darkness End

    As the darkness settles down on the land
    All are consumed with evil
    Foul deeds and endless darkness
    I wonder if it will ever go away

    Yes I wonder
    If our great nightmare will ever end
    Are we doomed
    To live out the decline of America?

    This is what I pray for 2018
    The end of the darkness
    The unleashed hatred
    that consumes our land

    Author notes

    one of my dark poems about our current dark times for more see my blog https://theworldaccordingtocosmos.com

    Hitchiking Tales

    by Jake Aller on May 25, 2018.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    April 30 In Search of America 1975 – Hitch hiking Tales

    When I was young and foolish
    Broke and stubborn
    I hitchhiked across the USA

    Started in Salt Lake City
    Where my greyhound bus pass
    Was stolen

    The station manager
    Could have helped me
    But refused to do so

    Threaten to call the cops
    When I grabbed my bags Without the stolen tags

    I said
    Go ahead
    But I am so out of here

    Wondered about Salt Lake City
    Went to a bar
    Found I had to buy my booze
    Next door
    And they would mix it for me

    Had to order food too
    After a bloody Mary
    And a burger

    I walked about town
    Saw the Mormon Temple

    Finally about 3 pm
    It was time to hit the road
    Did not look back

    Ended up in Cody Wyoming
    Got a room shower
    Steak beer
    Using my rapidly depleted cash Spent 25 dollars
    Money really went far
    Back in those days

    A band of professional
    Communist agitators
    Gave me a ride
    To Des Moines

    Lots of weed, booze
    And politics later
    Got off the road
    Slept outside

    Next day
    A beautiful woman
    Drove me to near Chicago
    In a red mustang

    Might have been
    The girl in the song
    Took it easy
    Digging her vibe

    She invited home
    But was not sure
    If her estranged husband
    Would welcome me

    So, I am being foolish
    And inexperienced with women
    Did not go to her place

    And always regretted
    That I had lost
    My chance that day

    Then on to Chicago
    Several rides later
    Visited friends

    Hit the road again
    A series of uneventful rides
    With truckers
    And others

    And a week later
    I ended in New York City

    Slept along the way
    In cars
    In truck stops
    In high way rest stops

    Always moving
    Always going
    None stop talking
    And lots of free weed
    And beer
    And conversation

    One more memorable ride
    Occurred outside Albany
    On my return to Chicago

    A middle age creepy looking man
    Picked me up
    In a brand-new Cadillac

    He was he said a dynamite deliverer
    For the Mafia
    Went to various places
    To blow up shit

    He hated a lot of people
    Particularly hippies from California
    And Jewish people

    Looking at me to confirm
    That I was both

    I told him that I lived in New York
    And had never been to California
    And although I might have looked Jewish
    As I what was called back in the day
    A “Jewfro”

    I was not Jewish
    Many years later I discovered
    That I am indeed part Jewish
    But then I did not know
    And I felt a bit of strategic information
    Might keep me alive

    Then I realized that he was just jiving with me
    And we relaxed
    And he pulled out some weed
    And beer
    And we mellowed out

    But I believe that he really was with the mob
    Perhaps not a dynamite dealer
    A real made Italian made mafia member

    By Chicago
    I had enough
    I called my Dad
    Told him what had happened

    Wanted a ticket home
    And he sent me a ticket
    And 500 dollars
    And I went home

    I told him I would tell him
    My tales some day
    But never did

    I learned so much
    About my fellow Americans
    And the strange vibe
    That was 1975

    And now it is too late
    But I wanted to finally
    Tell the world

    Of my hitchhiking tales
    In search of America 1975

    Author notes

    based on my true experiences hitchhiking in the 70’s and early 80 check out my web page https:/theworldaccordingtocosmos.co m for more details

    Unhinged lunactic howling at the moon (revised)

    by Jake Aller on May 25, 2018.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Unhinged Lunatic Howling at the Full Moon

    On the night of the blood red super full moon
    I sat in an evil, depraved godforsaken bar

    Drinking drams of demented, fermented dream dew
    Washed down by endless rounds of whiskey
    rum, tequila, vodka, soju and of course beer
    drinking with my buddies the Jack Daniels Gang

    Drinking my way to Hell and beyond
    Just as fast as I could
    twenty damn drinks too sober

    Just an unhinged lunatic
    Dreaming of howling at the full moon

    Watching the world walk by
    Looking at all the fine-looking babes
    Walking by the street

    Thinking wild, erotic thoughts
    Of endless wild libertine passions

    When into the bar
    That din of cosmic depravity

    Walked the most beautiful women
    In the Universe

    So wild, so free
    So wonderfully alive

    I did not know what to do
    As this vision of delight
    Sauntered through the bar

    In a skin-tight leather pant
    Looked so fine
    That my eyeballs hurt

    And finally, I had to say something
    So, I gathered up my manly courage
    And walked up to her

    And she looked at me
    And instantly bewitched my soul

    With a devilish grin
    I lost all reason
    And became a raving lunatic
    Unhinged lunatic
    Howling at the blood red full moon

    Foaming at the mouth
    A wild, free werewolf
    Howling at the lunatic light
    Of the blood red blue full Moon

    Author notes

    revised recently. one of several of my lunatic poems which can be found at my web page https://theworldacoordingtocosmos.com

    snarling cup of coffee (lastest version)

    by Jake Aller on May 25, 2018.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Snarling Cup of Coffee
    I like to start my day with a hot cup of coffee
    I pound down the coffee

    First thing I do every day as the dawning sun
    Lights up my lonesome room

    Yeah, but not just a simple cup of java Joe, but a God damn snarling sarcastic smarmy cup of coffee

    I mean, – we are talking about an alcoholic, all speed ahead, always hot, always fresh, always there when I need it, angry, attitude talk to the hand Ztude, bad, bad assed, beats breaking, beatnik, bluesy, bitter, bitchy, bombs away, capitalistic, caffeinated up the ass, cinematic, communistic, Colombian grown, Costa Rican inspired, Cowabunga to the max, crazy assed, devilishly angelic, divine, divinely inspired, dyslexic, epic, extreme vetting, evil eye, expensive, erotic vision inducing, Ethiopian coffee house brewed, euphoric, freaky, freazoid, foxy, Frenched kissed, French brewed, funkified, foxy lady, graphic, GOD in my coffee, with Allah, Ganesh, Jesus, Kali, Buddha, Christians, Durga, Hindus, Mohamed, Jesus and Mo and their friend, the cosmic bar maid, Sai Babai, Shiva, Taoists, Zoroastrians, drinking my god damned coffee in Hell; growling, gnarly, happy, hard as ice, Hawaian blessed, high as a kite, hippie, hip, hipster, hip hoppy, hot as hell yet strangely sweet as heaven, jazzy, jealous, Kerouac approved, kick ass, kick my god damn ass to Tuesday, kick down the doors and take no prisoners, grown in the Vietnam highlands by ex-Vietcong, Guatemalan grown, kiss ass, illegal in every state, imported from all over the god damn world, insane, lovely, loony, lonely, lonesome, malodorous mean old rotten, motherfucking, nasty, narcotic, never whatever, never meh, never cold, not approved by the CIA, not approved by DHS, not approved for human consumption by the FDA, not your daddy’s sissified corporate cup of coffee, NOT DECAFE coffee, not your Denny’s truck driver weak as brown water cup of fake coffee, not your establishment friendly cup of coffee, Not your FBI coffee, Not FAKE Herbal coffee substitute, but a real cup of coffee, not your farmer brothers dinner crap, not made in America for Americans, not safe for work, not your Starbucks average expensive overpriced crappy corporate chain cup of coffee, Not pretentious, Not White House approved, not State Department safe, nuclear, Not Patriotic, operatic, Peets’s coffee approved, paranoid, pornographic, psychotic, pontific, politically aware, rapping, rhyming, right here, right now in River city, rock and roll up the Yazoo, sad, sadistic, sarcastic, sassy, satanic, schizoid, shitting, silly, sexy, smarmy, smelly, smooth, snarky, snarling, stupid, stinking, sweet as honey, sweat inducing, symphonic, Trump can’t handle this coffee, vengeful, Wagnerian, wicked, with nutmeg and cinnamon swirls, with a hint of stevia, with a hint of vanilla, with a hint of rum, with a hint of whisky, with a hint of cherry, with a hint of fruit overtones, with a hint of drugs spicing up the coffee, spendific, speeding, splendid, superior accept no substitutes, survived the Vietnam war, the Iraq war, the Afghan war, the first and Second Korean war, World War 11, the war on poverty, the war on drugs, the war on black people, the sexual revolution, Soulful as a summer’s night in MOTOWN- James Brown approved, TOP approved, Berkeley approved, the coffee that Jimmy Hendrix drank before he died, the coffee that Elvis drank on his last breakfast, the coffee that Barry White crooned as he drank his cup of coffee – and the coffee that made the white boy play stand up and play that funky music, the coffee that made Jonny B Goode play his guitar, and made Jonny bet the devil his soul after he drank his morning cup of righteous coffee and the coffee that make the Rolling Stones Rock and Roll, the coffee your mother warned you against drinking, the coffee that Napoleon drank when he became the Emperor of all Europe, the Coffee that Beethoven drank when he wrote the Ninth symphony, the coffee that Mozart drank as he wrote his last symphony, the coffee that Lincoln drank before he was killed, the Hemingway drank before he killed himself, the coffee that started the 60’s, and ended the 20th century, the coffee that Lenin drank as he plotted revolution, the coffee that Hitler and Stalin drank with FDR as they divided up the world after World War 11, the cup that JFK drank before he was blown away, the coffee Jerry drinks while driving in cars with random celebrities and political figures, the coffee that Jon Stewart drinks before he goes on an epic take down of some foolish politico, the cup of Arabic coffee that Sadaam drank the day he was executed, the coffee that GW and Cheney drank when they bombed Baghdad, the Indian cup of coffee that Bid Laden drank before 9-11 and just before the seals blew his ass to hell, the cup of coffee that Tiger Woods drank with his mistresses while playing a 3, 000 dollar round of golf at Sandy Lane golf course in Barbados, the last legal drug that does what drugs should do, the cup of coffee that Obama drank when he became President, Vietnamese, Vienna brew, wacky, whimsical, Whisky Tango Foxtrot, wild, weird, wonderful, WOW, Yabba dabba doo! Yada Yada yada Zappa’s favorite cup of cosmic coffee, and Zorro’s last cup of coffee, Good to the last drop rolled into one simple cup of hot coffee

    As I pound down that first cup of coffee
    And fire up my synaptic nerve endings with endless supplies
    Of caffeine induced neuron enhancing chemicals

    I face the dawning day with trepidation and mind-numbing fear
    I turn on the TV and watch the smarmy newscasters in their perfect hair
    Lying through their teeth about the great success the government is having Following the great leader’s latest pronouncements

    I want to scream and shoot the TV and run out side Shouting  “Stop the world.

    I want to get off this fucking crazy planet”
    The earth does not care a whit about my attitude
    It merely shrugs and moves around the Sun
    In its appointed daily run
    And I sit down
    The madness dissipating a bit

    And enjoy my second cup
    Of heaven and hell
    In my morning cup of Joe

    Author notes

    the latest version published on Creative Gremlins  also can be found on my blog which is https://theworldaccordingtocosmos.com

    Walls that Divide Us

    by Jake Aller on May 1, 2018.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    April 07th —
    Mr. Trump

    Please tear down this wall
    Please open your heart
    Please stop this madness

    We are all Americans
    We are all one people

    And your wall
    Will not stop us
    From becoming one people

    Please tear down this wall
    Please build bridges to the future
    Please open your heart
    And let the love shine through

    April 06th –
    Walls Divide Us

    In Modern America
    We all live in gated communities
    Trying desperately to keep them out
    Out of sight
    Out of mind
    And out of our lives

    And yet we fail
    Fail to accept the others
    Are human beings
    Are our fellow creatures
    As we wall ourselves off
    Into our separate communities
    We lose our humanity

    And we lose ourselves
    As we hide in our walls
    Hide in our bubbles

    April 05th –
    Has Been Done Before

    Before Trump’s Wall
    There were many other walls
    The Berlin Wall
    The Great Wall
    Hadrian’s Wall

    All the walls of the ancient world
    All failed
    To keep the enemies out

    The enemies of freedom
    The enemies of the state
    Still came across the border

    To loot, steal, rape and plunder
    And nothing could stop
    The flood of history

    April 04, –
    Trump’s Wall Against Reason

    The President wants to build a wall
    Against the southern hordes
    Another great wall
    To keep the barbarians out

    He wants to build a wall
    Against reason
    Against science
    Against the modern world
    Hiding behind the wall
    On the southern border

    Desperately trying to keep them out
    The unwashed masses
    The undocumented
    The illegals

    Streaming across the border
    Seeking to wreck the pure land
    Murderous hordes
    Rapists, drug dealers
    Coming to take our land over

    As he stands on the border
    Trying to stop the hordes himself

    Author notes

    these five poems could be considered as one longer poem, but I broke them down into five poems on the same theme, President’s Trump’s absurd obsession with building another Great Wall.

    Siren’s song of doom

    by Jake Aller on February 3, 2018.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    The quiet dying swan song
    Arose out of the dismal swamp

    Through the fog shrouded woodlands of Zara
    Over the sweltering desserts of black tar
    Heading rapidly nowhere at all

    The quite sweat song of her mellifluous voice
    Echoing through the canyons of my fear
    Drawing me nearer and nearer

    I cannot resist the siren’s haunting melody
    Drawing me nearer and nearer to my doom

    My old friend self-fear cries out
    Time to escape while I can

    Yet I cannot resist
    I cannot escape

    All I can do is listen
    To the haunting enigmatic voices

    Of the siren’s sweat and sour music
    Blasting away my selfish fear

    Naked, alone I stand
    Proud in homage
    To my own gods

    Back in the swamp
    Wandering forever
    Until it seems I met you, yet again

    Siren’s song of Doom

    by Jake Aller on February 3, 2018.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    The quiet dying swan song
    Arose out of the dismal swamp

    Through the fog shrouded woodlands of Zara
    Over the sweltering desserts of black tar
    Heading rapidly nowhere at all

    The quite sweat song of her mellifluous voice
    Echoing through the canyons of my fear
    Drawing me nearer and nearer

    I cannot resist the siren’s haunting melody
    Drawing me nearer and nearer to my doom

    My old friend self-fear cries out
    Time to escape while I can

    Yet I cannot resist
    I cannot escape

    All I can do is listen
    To the haunting enigmatic voices

    Of the siren’s sweat and sour music
    Blasting away my selfish fear

    Naked, alone I stand
    Proud in homage
    To my own gods

    Back in the swamp
    Wandering forever
    Until it seems I met you, yet again

    The Market Rules Us All

    by Jake Aller on February 3, 2018.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    The market rules all
    We are nothing but products
    The rights to us
    Have long been sold

    Bow down and worship
    The all mighty market

    Everything we do
    Everything we see
    Everything we are
    Nothing but our personal brand

    Nothing human left over
    Nothing authentic left over

    Nothing but lies
    Fake news
    nonsense

    The world does not care one whit
    About you and me
    As people

    It is all about the profits that can be made
    By exploiting our labor

    And once we are used up
    We become a liability
    And a burden

    If you have not made it to the top
    By age 55
    You are a loser
    And should be retired
    Forced to live out your life
    On your miserable pension

    As you wait to die
    No longer useful
    To the Masters of the Universe

    And true love
    Nothing but an illusion

    It is all about the sex, baby
    And how getting your baby
    Ahead at all costs

    Who cares about love
    It is all nothing
    But a second-hand emotion
    As the song puts it

    Love is nothing but a sexual commodity
    And we are all nothing but interchangeable
    Commodities in the marriage and love market

    And porno values rule the bedroom
    As we are nothing more than used body parts

    Who cares about friendship
    It is all about how they can use you
    And you can use them
    To get ahead

    True Love and genuine connections
    Cannot survive
    In this toxic soup
    Of the modern materialist world

    God and spirituality
    Nothing but a scam
    As our so call Christian Leaders

    Proclaim their love for you
    All they love is your donations
    And they too are part of the market

    Jesus if he ever comes back
    Will no doubt
    Be used to sell more goods

    As the right to Jesus
    Has also been sold

    Love conquers hate

    by Jake Aller on February 3, 2018.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    They say that love conquers hate
    And that good always win in the end
    But sometimes I wonder about hate

    I always thought that my love
    For my wife would last forever
    Since I first met my love

    Love at first sight
    As the girl I was dreaming of for eight years
    Flew into my life with such brilliant light

    Our love burning as bright as a million stars
    Consuming us both in its brilliant flame
    As if our love were made of cosmic flames
    transplanted from the farthest stars

    But true love sometimes turns to true hate
    And what was wonderful on that first date
    becomes despicable over time
    What was once cute on that first date
    becomes disgusting as she become our mate

    What was once love at first sight
    Turns to darkness and resentment
    And then full-blown hatred
    And nothing but the darkest night

    And the light of a million stars
    Is replaced by a darkling night
    That consumes one’s soul

    I look at my wife every dawning day
    And see that light is still burning bright
    And the momentary darkness
    And yes, potential hatred is kept at bay
    By the brilliant rays of light

    Hatred, resentments dispelled yet again
    By the brilliance of our love
    That the million suns of love
    Are burning yet again

    And I pray constantly
    To all Gods on our mark
    that our love continues constantly
    And that our love will conquer the dark

    worst year ever

    by Jake Aller on February 3, 2018.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Worst Year Ever
    2017 How Much I despise You
    Following 2016 the second worst year ever
    Will 2018 be any better?

    And what we have suffered
    The darkness settles on the land
    Like a curse on the land

    As our mad demented senile dotard king wannabe
    Struts about the worlds stage
    Ushering Americas inevitable decline

    As America’s foes and friends wonder
    Has America gone mad
    Turing over ultimate power to this man
    A con man narcistic criminal

    Self-proclaimed smartest man in the room
    A clueless reality TV hustler
    Whose sell by date has expired

    As he tries to make America great again
    For white Christian men

    The rest of the country struggles
    To cope with the ever-declining standard of living

    The 1 percent loved the stock market
    Love the dismantling of the regulatory state
    The corporate tax cuts

    and the coming plunder of the land
    Can Disney Yellowstone be the future?

    While the rest of the world
    Embraces the energy of the future
    And this great denier of the truth
    Wants to boldly take America back

    To the 19th century era of oil, and coal

    Yet perhaps it does not matter in the end
    If we have one another

    The darkness will come
    But it will go away someday soon
    The great American nightmare will be over

    This is what I pray for 2018
    The end of the darkness
    that consumes our land

    casino thoughts

    by Jake Aller on January 13, 2018.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Sitting in a casino of the damned
    Somewhere on the Las Vegas Strip
    Playing the slots
    Watching the crowd go wild
    Watching the machines watching me

    Drinking the free drinks of the damned
    20 drinks too sober

    And the gamblers on the gaming tables
    Gambling away their fortune
    Throwing money away
    In hopes of the payoff
    That somehow never comes

    The pure decadent spectacle
    The fake this and fake that
    Phony this phony that

    False New York
    Paris in Vegas
    Venetian canals, Roman forum
    MGM Grand Lions

    All fake, all phony
    All deliciously decadent

    The noise
    The scantily clad waitresses
    The men ogling the women

    The women ogling back at them
    The scent of wild decadence
    Bad craziness in the air
    The music – the lounge music from hell
    The constant sound
    Of money exchanging hands

    It all overwhelms me
    And I must sit down
    And drink my reality drink
    Drink it down and dirty

    As I continue
    To feed the hungry, greedy machines

    Made in a workshop in hell
    No doubt with child or slave labor
    Imported from the third world

    All my money
    Is sucked into it
    These machines from hell

    The beast from revelation appears
    Stands revealed in his hideous glorious beauty
    Conducting this mad scene

    And I am consumed by the greed
    And the frenzy takes over me
    All I want
    All I need
    All I desire

    Is one more chance
    One more shot

    I scream
    At the utterly unfeeling monsters
    That ate my money
    And chewed up my soul

    And I know
    The worst drug of all
    Is the gambling fever
    The gold bugs

    I would sell my soul
    If I had one left
    For a chance
    At the jackpot of life

    Instead, I am reduced
    To a pathetic broken down loser
    Watching the world and Elvis
    Pass him by

    Viva Las Vegas
    Imperial God of the American Dream
    Bitch Goddess of the American Nightmare

    Author notes

    published in former people journal

    indian casinos

    by Jake Aller on January 13, 2018.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Indian Casino Thoughts

    Indian casinos seem to be everywhere
    I have stopped off here and there
    In rural enclaves across the land

    The Indian casinos run by the mob
    For the benefit of the tribes

    The Indian’s revenge on the White man
    For stealing their land
    Is to steal their money

    One gamble at a time
    And make them pay
    For the crimes they committed

    Almost always have a welcome mat
    To teach the ignorant visitor
    Something about their lost culture

    With words in the native languages
    Words that would be illegal to have spoken
    Not so long ago

    As the genocide against the tribes
    Was in full force

    Nowhere worse than in Oregon
    And northern California
    Along the foggy coastal lands

    Where the final solution
    Almost worked

    The survivors
    Such as they are

    Operate dismal dark depressing casinos
    Here and there in the rural countryside
    Along the coast
    And in the hinterlands here and there
    Most barely making any money

    There are so many gambling joints
    Across the land

    And the Indians are being screwed
    Out of their gambling riches

    By the big gaming consortiums
    That run the casinos

    In the reservations
    And across the land

    And I wonder
    Just how much money

    Have these Indian casinos
    Stolen from the elderly pensioners

    And other fools that flock to their premises
    Their neighbors in these small towns

    Where the Indian casino is the only joint open
    For business

    Author notes

    published former people journal

    snarling cup of coffee revised

    by Jake Aller on January 13, 2018.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    I like to start my day with a hot cup of coffee
    I pound down the coffee

    First thing I do every day as the dawning sun
    Lights up my lonesome room

    Yeah, but not just a simple cup of java Joe, but a God damn snarling sarcastic smarmy cup of coffee

    I mean, – we are talking about an alcoholic, all speed ahead, always hot, always fresh, always there when I need it, angry, attitude talk to the hand Ztude, bad, bad assed, beats breaking, beatnik, bluesy, bitter, bitchy, bombs away, capitalistic, caffeinated up the ass, cinematic, communistic, Colombian grown, Costa Rican inspired, Cowabunga to the max, crazy assed, devilishly angelic, divine, divinely inspired, dyslexic, epic, extreme vetting, evil eye, expensive, erotic vision inducing, Ethiopian coffee house brewed, euphoric, freaky, freazoid, foxy, Frenched kissed, French brewed, funkified, foxy lady, graphic, GOD in my coffee, with Allah, Ganesh, Jesus, Kali, Buddha, Christians, Durga, Hindus, Mohamed, Jesus and Mo and their friend, the cosmic bar maid, Sai Babai, Shiva, Taoists, Zoroastrians, drinking my god damned coffee in Hell; growling, gnarly, happy, hard as ice, Hawaian blessed, high as a kite, hippie, hip, hipster, hip hoppy, hot as hell yet strangely sweet as heaven, jazzy, jealous, Kerouac approved, kick ass, kick my god damn ass to Tuesday, kick down the doors and take no prisoners, grown in the Vietnam highlands by ex-Vietcong, Guatemalan grown, kiss ass, illegal in every state, imported from all over the god damn world, insane, lovely, loony, lonely, lonesome, malodorous mean old rotten, motherfucking, nasty, narcotic, never whatever, never meh, never cold, not approved by the CIA, not approved by DHS, not approved for human consumption by the FDA, not your daddy’s sissified corporate cup of coffee, NOT DECAFE coffee, not your Denny’s truck driver weak as brown water cup of fake coffee, not your establishment friendly cup of coffee, Not your FBI coffee, Not FAKE Herbal coffee substitute, but a real cup of coffee, not your farmer brothers dinner crap, not made in America for Americans, not safe for work, not your Starbucks average expensive overpriced crappy corporate chain cup of coffee, Not pretentious, Not White House approved, not State Department safe, nuclear, Not Patriotic, operatic, Peets’s coffee approved, paranoid, pornographic, psychotic, pontific, politically aware, rapping, rhyming, right here, right now in River city, rock and roll up the Yazoo, sad, sadistic, sarcastic, sassy, satanic, schizoid, shitting, silly, sexy, smarmy, smelly, smooth, snarky, snarling, stupid, stinking, sweet as honey, sweat inducing, symphonic, Trump can’t handle this coffee, vengeful, Wagnerian, wicked, with nutmeg and cinnamon swirls, with a hint of stevia, with a hint of vanilla, with a hint of rum, with a hint of whisky, with a hint of cherry, with a hint of fruit overtones, with a hint of drugs spicing up the coffee, spendific, speeding, splendid, superior accept no substitutes, survived the Vietnam war, the Iraq war, the Afghan war, the first and Second Korean war, World War 11, the war on poverty, the war on drugs, the war on black people, the sexual revolution, Soulful as a summer’s night in MOTOWN- James Brown approved, TOP approved, Berkeley approved, the coffee that Jimmy Hendrix drank before he died, the coffee that Elvis drank on his last breakfast, the coffee that Barry White crooned as he drank his cup of coffee – and the coffee that made the white boy play stand up and play that funky music, the coffee that made Jonny B Goode play his guitar, and made Jonny bet the devil his soul after he drank his morning cup of righteous coffee and the coffee that make the Rolling Stones Rock and Roll, the coffee your mother warned you against drinking, the coffee that Napoleon drank when he became the Emperor of all Europe, the Coffee that Beethoven drank when he wrote the Ninth symphony, the coffee that Mozart drank as he wrote his last symphony, the coffee that Lincoln drank before he was killed, the Hemingway drank before he killed himself, the coffee that started the 60’s, and ended the 20th century, the coffee that Lenin drank as he plotted revolution, the coffee that Hitler and Stalin drank with FDR as they divided up the world after World War 11, the cup that JFK drank before he was blown away, the coffee Jerry drinks while driving in cars with random celebrities and political figures, the coffee that Jon Stewart drinks before he goes on an epic take down of some foolish politico, the cup of Arabic coffee that Sadaam drank the day he was executed, the coffee that GW and Cheney drank when they bombed Baghdad, the Indian cup of coffee that Bid Laden drank before 9-11 and just before the seals blew his ass to hell, the cup of coffee that Tiger Woods drank with his mistresses while playing a 3, 000 dollar round of golf at Sandy Lane golf course in Barbados, the last legal drug that does what drugs should do, the cup of coffee that Obama drank when he became President, Vietnamese, Vienna brew, wacky, whimsical, Whisky Tango Foxtrot, wild, weird, wonderful, WOW, Yabba dabba doo! Yada Yada yada Zappa’s favorite cup of cosmic coffee, and Zorro’s last cup of coffee, Good to the last drop rolled into one simple cup of hot coffee

    As I pound down that first cup of coffee
    And fire up my synaptic nerve endings with endless supplies
    Of caffeine induced neuron enhancing chemicals

    I face the dawning day with trepidation and mind-numbing fear
    I turn on the TV and watch the smarmy newscasters in their perfect hair
    Lying through their teeth about the great success the government is having Following the great leader’s latest pronouncements

    I want to scream and shoot the TV and run out side Shouting  “Stop the world.

    I want to get off this fucking crazy planet”
    The earth does not care a whit about my attitude
    It merely shrugs and moves around the Sun
    In its appointed daily run
    And I sit down
    The madness dissipating a bit

    And enjoy my second cup
    Of heaven and hell
    In my morning cup of Joe

    Author notes

    revised recently

    New Year Visit to the Oregon Coast

    by Jake Aller on January 13, 2018.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    The end of the year
    We drove to Bookings on the Oregon Coast
    We had a pleasant drive through the mystic fog shrouded Redwoods.
    The gathering gloom of the dark woods foretold my dismal mood

    Slept soundly to the sound of the ocean.
    The super moon light filled
    the beach outside our window
    with an eerie light all night long.

    As we slept people walked the beach
    Enjoying the full moon
    And the unusually warm weather
    Setting off fireworks at midnight

    In the morning I went for a nice walk along the beach
    and thought about the year that was.
    As the waves pounded the shore

    I was filled with calmness
    Enjoying the morning calm
    And the unusually warm weather

    Thinking that the storm is coming
    That perhaps we are in the end of our days
    With the political storms threatening us all

    Yet the ocean reminded me
    This too will pass
    And we will endure
    Until the end of our time
    On earth

    The ocean waves soothed my soul
    And I prepared to drive back through the mystic redwoods
    Back to my home

    And the peaceful ocean waves
    Reminded me
    the end of my life
    Comes closer to my door

    Author notes

    published in former people journal

    snarling cup of coffee

    by Jake Aller on November 17, 2017.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Snarling Sarcastic Cup of Coffee

    I like to start my day with a hot cup of coffee
    I pound down the coffee

    First thing I do every day as the dawning sun
    Lights up my lonesome room

    Yeah, but not just a simple cup of java Joe, but a God damn snarling sarcastic smarmy cup of coffee

    I mean, – we are talking about an alcoholic, all speed ahead, always hot, always fresh, always there when I need it, angry, attitude talk to the hand Ztude, bad, bad assed, beats breaking, beatnik, bluesy, bitter, bitchy, bombs away, capitalistic, caffeinated up the ass, cinematic, communistic, Colombian grown, Costa Rican inspired, Cowabunga to the max, crazy assed, devilishly angelic, divine, divinely inspired, dyslexic, epic, extreme vetting, evil eye, expensive, erotic vision inducing, Ethiopian coffee house brewed, euphoric, freaky, freazoid, foxy, Frenched kissed, French brewed, funkified, foxy lady, graphic, GOD in my coffee, with Allah, Ganesh, Jesus, Kali, Buddha, Christians, Durga, Hindus, Mohamed, Jesus and Mo and their friend, the cosmic bar maid, Sai Babai, Shiva, Taoists, Zoroastrians, drinking my god damned coffee in Hell; growling, gnarly, happy, hard as ice, Hawaian blessed, high as a kite, hippie, hip, hipster, hip hoppy, hot as hell yet strangely sweet as heaven, jazzy, jealous, Kerouac approved, kick ass, kick my god damn ass to Tuesday, kick down the doors and take no prisoners, grown in the Vietnam highlands by ex Vietcong, Guatemalan grown, kiss ass, illegal in every state, imported from all over the god damn world, insane, lovely, loony, lonely, lonesome, malodorous mean old rotten, motherfucking, nasty, narcotic, never whatever, never meh, never cold, not approved by the CIA, not approved by DHS, not approved for human consumption by the FDA, not your daddy’s sissified corporate cup of coffee, NOT DECAFE coffee, not your Denny’s truck driver weak as brown water cup of fake coffee, not your establishment friendly cup of coffee, Not your FBI coffee, Not FAKE Herbal coffee substitute, but a real cup of coffee, not your farmer brothers dinner crap, not made in America for Americans, not safe for work, not your Starbucks average expensive overpriced crappy corporate chain cup of coffee, Not pretentious, Not White House approved, not State Department safe, nuclear, Not Patriotic, operatic, Peets’s coffee approved, paranoid, pornographic, psychotic, pontific, politically aware, rapping, rhyming, right here, right now in River city, rock and roll up the Yazoo, sad, sadistic, sarcastic, sassy, satanic, schizoid, shitting, silly, sexy, smarmy, smelly, smooth, snarky, snarling, stupid, stinking, sweet as honey, sweat inducing, symphonic, Trump can’t handle this coffee, vengeful, Wagnerian, wicked, with nutmeg and cinnamon swirls, with a hint of stevia, with a hint of vanilla, with a hint of rum, with a hint of whisky, with a hint of cherry, with a hint of fruit overtones, with a hint of drugs spicing up the coffee, spendific, speeding, splendid, superior accept no substitutes, survived the Vietnam war,
    Soulful as a summer’s night in MOTOWN- James Brown approved, TOP approved, Berkeley approved, the coffee that Jimmy Hendrix drank before he died, the coffee that Elvis drank on his last breakfast, the coffee that Barry White crooned as he drank his cup of coffee – and the coffee that made the white boy play stand up and play that funky music, the coffee that made Jonny B Goode play his guitar, and made Jonny bet the devil his soul after he drank his morning cup of righteous coffee and the coffee that make the Rolling Stones Rock and Roll
    – the coffee your mother warned you against drinking, the coffee that Napoleon drank when he became the Emperor of all Europe, the Coffee that Beethoven drank when he wrote the Ninth symphony, the coffee that Mozart drank as he wrote his last symphony, the coffee that Lincoln drank before he was killed, the Hemingway drank before he killed himself, the coffee that started the 60’s, and ended the 20th century, the coffee that Lenin drank as he plotted revolution, the coffee that Hitler and Stalin drank with FDR as they divided up the world after World War 11, the cup that JFK drank before he was blown away, the coffee Jerry drinks while driving in cars with random celebrities and political figures, the coffee that Jon Stewart drinks before he goes on an epic take down of some foolish politico, the cup of Arabic coffee that Sadaam drank the day he was executed, the coffee that GW and Cheney drank when they bombed Baghdad, the Indian cup of coffee that Bid Laden drank before 9-11 and just before the seals blew his ass to hell, the cup of coffee that Tiger Woods drank with his mistresses while playing a 3, 000 dollar round of golf at Sandy Lane golf course in Barbados, the last legal drug that does what drugs should do, the cup of coffee that Obama drank when he became President, Vietnamese, Vienna brew, wacky, whimsical, Whisky Tango Foxtrot, wild, weird, wonderful, WOW, Yabba dabba doo! Yada Yada yada Zappa’s favorite cup of cosmic coffee, and Zorro’s last cup of coffee,
    Good to the last drop rolled into one simple cup of hot coffee
    As I pound down that first cup of coffee
    And fire up my synaptic nerve endings with endless supplies
    Of caffeine induced neuron enhancing chemicals

    I face the dawning day with trepidation and mind-numbing fear
    I turn on the TV and watch the smarmy newscasters in their perfect hair
    Lying through their teeth about the great success the government is having
    Following the great leader’s latest pronouncements

    I want to scream and shoot the TV
    And run out side
    Shouting
    “Stop the world.
    I want to get off this fucking crazy planet”
    The earth does not care a whit about my attitude
    It merely shrugs and moves around the Sun
    In its appointed daily run

    And I sit down
    The madness dissipating a bit

    And enjoy my second cup
    Of heaven and hell
    In my morning cup of Joe

    This is an extensively revised version of an earlier version “Snarling Sarcastic coffee” Published in Fictional Café, Creativity Webzine, and Eskimo Pie and elsewhere

    Author notes

    one of my first published poems, revamped.

    Kill the 20th Century

    by Jake Aller on November 17, 2017.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    CNN Proclaims itself the Millennium network.
    ABCNBCCBSFOXPACCNBCMSNBMS.COMAOLYAH OOEXCITEGOOGLEKTIMESBLOOMBERG
    All blend together in my mind

    Shoot the bastard! Kill it!  Keep the 20th century dead!

    Nonstop Millennium madness
    Coming at me a million thoughts a second
    The future is coming,
    It is coming
    It is here
    It is now history

    Shoot the bastard! Kill it!  Keep the 20th century dead!

    And so I woke up screaming
    Too much hype
    As I turn to the greatest philosophers
    The 20th century ever produced

    The Three Stooges come to the rescue
    Certainty! Come the answer
    None of us get out alive says
    Bugs Bunny the first Y2K bug
    And Charlie Brown,
    Poor old Charlie brown is retired
    From the baseball mound of life
    Replaced by DOGBERT/CATBERT AND RATBERT
    And Dilbert himself

    Shoot the bastard! Kill it!  Keep the 20th century dead!

    And again I say to myself
    How to remember
    The last 100 years
    The late, great 20th Century

    Shoot the bastard! Kill it!  Keep the 20th century dead!

    I loved the 20th Century
    Let me count the ways

    The beginning of the century
    While the war to end all wars occurred,
    The quiet slaughter of the Armenians took place
    Unnoticed by anyone
    Who cared about them anyway?

    Where is Armenia?
    Somewhere near Fresno?
    Why would anyone want to live in Fresno?

    Shoot the bastard! Kill it!  Keep the 20th century dead!

    Lenin returned to Russia
    Financed they say by the evil capitalists

    Conspiracy
    To destroy capitalism
    In order to save it

    Lenin destroyed the old Russia
    Ancient, terrible, conservative
    Brutal, yet capable of sublime beauty

    And replaced it
    With an inefficient, gray soulless
    Bureaucracy of death, statistics and lies

    Shoot the bastard! Kill it!  Keep the 20th century dead!

    Russia remains a broken down drunk
    Dreaming of great dreams
    One day one day soon!

    China, Great China
    Raped, beaten, divided up into dueling
    Spheres of influence

    Warlords emerged
    Communism trumped
    Outlawed the old
    Replaced it with the new
    Ended up becoming the old
    The Red Empire rose in the East

    Shoot the bastard! Kill it!  Keep the 20th century dead!

    Hitler unites the Germans
    Starts the 1000 year Third Reich
    It lasts a few years

    Before Stalin starts the next round
    Of the endless great game
    Of global chess

    Shoot the bastard! Kill it!  Keep the 20th century dead!

    Tokyo took over the east
    Defeated in war
    Reemerging decades later
    To challenge

    Shoot the bastard! Kill it!  Keep the 20th century dead!

    The Great Satan
    Does not know he is the great Satan
    Thinks he is the Great Pumpkin
    Thinks the world loves him
    For his money

    The world does not care
    All they want is to be shown
    The money

    Shoot the bastard! Kill it!  Keep the 20th century dead!

    The evil dance
    Continues and continues
    Money, Money
    Rules the world

    Art, beauty, love
    All of sale to the highest bidder

    The poor suffer
    Some get bought
    Others get sold

    Some blow things up
    Just for fun

    Shoot the bastard! Kill it!  Keep the 20th century dead!

    And the world turns
    Does not care
    The world turns and turns
    And turns

    While these foolish creatures
    Rant and rave and kill and live
    And die

    God acts as if he has run away
    From the horrid hell that he has wrought

    Perhaps he has
    Perhaps the End times have come and gone
    But we don’t know it.

    Shoot the bastard! Kill it!  Keep the 20th century dead!

    Each day another 100 million people
    Are born to someday die

    Meanwhile
    Their shit accumulates
    And pollutes and kills

    And the world spins on and on
    Around the Sun

    And so the 20th century ends
    As it began

    Great illusions abound
    The new economy

    Endless prosperity
    Endless happiness
    End of history

    And other nonsense
    Fills the airwaves

    Shoot the bastard! Kill it!  Keep the 20th century dead!

    And somewhere
    Another HITLERSTALINEMAO stands
    Ready to overthrow the world
    To create a new paradise on earth
    And hell for everyone who has to live in it

    Big Brother watches us all
    For profit
    Governments merely tools

    Of the Big Corporate Giants
    Who rule the world now

    Shoot the bastard! Kill it!  Keep the 20th century dead!

    And like the Giant dinosaurs
    One day will be overthrown

    And to that end I finally say
    Good riddance to the 20th Century

    Quick shoot it put it out of its misery.
    Destroy the beast
    Before it wakes up and destroys us

    The 21st Century emerges

    From the dust of the destruction of the old older
    Perhaps wiser

    Perhaps better
    More like more of the same old stench of hell

    As the world turns
    And turns and turns

    Spinning around the Sun
    In the darkest deep despair
    Of Hell on earth

    Shoot the bastard! Kill it!  Keep the 20th century dead!

    With that thought
    I turn off CNN

    And turn to the Three Stooges and ask
    Again

    What does it mean?
    Curly says Certainty

    And with that I wake up
    Face the sun

    And say
    21st Century

    I am glad you are here
    Please shoot the last century
    And start a new

    And only laugher
    Comes across the Internet

    The laughter of the insane
    The world spins and spins and spins
    It’s crazy way through hell

    And we live and die and hope and dream
    And pray to our gods for deliverance
    From evil

    The gods laugh and laugh and play on
    Who cares what happens to the little people?

    Shoot the bastard! Kill it!  Keep the 20th century dead!

    Someday
    Someone will show the gods

    What happens when the little people
    Wake up

    And destroy the world
    In order to save it!

    The world shrugs and spins and spins and spins
    And CNN ABCNBCCBSFOXPACCNBCMSNBMS.COMAOLYAH OOEXCITEKTTIMESBLOOMBERGCNBCGOOGLE
    Blather on and on and on and on

    Shoot the bastard! Kill it!  Keep the 20th century dead!

    Author notes

    published in Scarlet Leaf Review

    The Truth Does Not Make Sense

    by Jake Aller on November 17, 2017.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    One morning
    I got up
    Hungry
    For something
    I knew not what

    I made breakfast
    Drank some snarling coffee
    And turned on the news

    And what did I see
    Talking heads
    Sprouting lies
    Nonsense words
    Gibberish

    Nightmarish phrases
    Nothing makes sense

    Politicians
    Sporting forth
    Spinners spinning spin
    Huskers hustling their hustle
    Selling me a bunch of goods

    And I did not want to buy it
    I scream
    My soul was not for sale
    And I listened hard
    Looking for the truth

    Noting but lies
    Coming out of hideous beasts
    Barking words
    Noise some noises and lies

    Snarling disgusting lies
    I sit there
    Transfigured

    Hypnotized by the overwhelming
    Stench of the bull shit
    Coming out of the TV set

    I stood up
    Smashed the TV set
    With my boot

    Trying to set myself free
    From its hold on me

    Men in black suits
    Surround me
    Put me on black helicopters
    Taking me somewhere

    I scream to no avail
    No one listens to me
    Just more noise
    Coming out of the TV set

    And I go out
    Into the dark night

    I was told
    I was suffering
    From a disease

    I was insane
    I could not longer
    Understand

    What was being said
    To me

    I asked my tormentors
    What is the truth

    They laugh
    Smiled with evil grins
    On their bloated faces

    They begin to torture me
    Because they could

    Forcing me to watch
    The President speak
    Over and over again
    Again and again

    The same words
    Black is white
    White is black
    The President is always right
    Freedom is an illusion
    Lies make you free
    And it dawned on me

    And I laughed
    As I escaped the programming
    Of the universe

    And I was free

    Truth and lies
    Are the same
    Everything are nothing
    But dangerous delusions

    As I jump out of the window
    Into the night
    I vowed I would
    See the President
    In hell

    As I die
    I am free

    Good God almighty
    Free of their lies
    At last

    Author notes

    published in scarlet leaf review

    End TImes Approaching

    by Jake Aller on November 17, 2017.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    END TIMES APPROACHING

    Early in the morning light
    While I was getting ready
    For the dawning day

    I looked in the mirror
    And saw
    Staring back at me
    A stranger

    An old man
    Weary of life
    And weary of game of life

    The old man stared at me
    And I realized
    That is who I had become

    The aches and pain of old age
    Have begun to creep up on me
    Unannounced, unwanted

    I have been desperate
    Like many middle aged Men
    To relive the glory days
    Of their youth

    And I find myself
    Wanting more and more
    And liking it less and less

    And I weary of the chase
    Weary of the game of life
    Wondering to myself

    Is this it
    Is this all that there is
    Will my life end this way?
    Nothing but fading memories

    Regrets at what might have been
    Sorrows for all the disappointment
    And hurts I have caused in my life

    And so I stare at this old man
    In the mirror on the wall

    And I wonder
    What is left in life for me?
    What more can I achieve

    Will I finish all the stories?
    In my heart and soul
    Will I write the Great American Novel?
    Or will that remain a mere pipe dream

    Will I publish my 10 thousand poems?
    Or will that too become nothing
    But delusions

    Will I end my career?
    Disappointed
    Having been passed up
    By my peers

    Not having measured up
    To the competition of life

    Always doomed
    To be second rate

    And I fear
    I fear
    The approaching end
    I know it is coming

    Death is waiting for me
    As it waits for all of us

    And I know I do not have much time
    Left in this world of ours

    Perhaps a few decades
    Perhaps a few years
    God forbid a few months or so

    And in that time
    I have only a little time
    To set things right
    In life

    To cast off my foolish ways
    To become the man, I should have been
    To finish the stories in my soul

    To tell the world the novels and stories
    To write down all my dreams
    To publish my 10 thousand poems

    To try to make a difference
    With every day
    In every way

    God has given me a second
    Chance

    I have cheated old man death
    15 times

    And what have I done with that second chance
    Not much

    Wasted so much of my time
    And my life

    And so I stare at the old man
    In the mirror

    And all I want to do
    Is cry away
    The hurt the pain
    And wonder

    Where did it all go
    And when I die
    Will my life
    Have had any meaning at all

    Or will people remember me at all
    As my dust flies off into space

    Will my Life
    Have made any difference whatsoever

    Or will I be just another
    Foolish mortal
    With big dreams

    That turned out to be nothing
    But delusions

    The answer is out there
    But do I have the courage
    To seek the truth

    Do I have the courage?
    To keep up the fight

    Or will I become old
    Resigned, living in the past

    Waiting for Mr. death too come
    Knocking on my door

    And when I see the judgment day
    Will I be found wanting

    Will I be judged defective?
    Will I be condemned
    For all that I failed to accomplish

    And with these somber thoughts
    I end my morning ritual
    Ready to go face
    Another dismal day

    Another day of disappointment
    And day waiting for the end game
    To begin

    Enough no more
    I scream
    It is not fair

    My youth is gone
    And I fear the approaching
    Sounds of the end game

    Author notes

    published in Scarlet Leaf Review

    Trump Our Great Compassionate Leader

    by Jake Aller on November 17, 2017.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Trump Our Great Compassionate Leader

    Quote the Donald Trump
    Our Great compassionate Leader
    Our Dear Leader, our Great Leader
    “Its disgusting to watch”

    As an elderly man falls down
    In front of him hitting his head
    And bleeding all over the nice marble floor

    During a charity dinner event
    At Margo Largo back in 2008

    And our compassionate leader’s first reaction
    Is to turn away not wanting to get the blood
    On his tuxedo or dirty his shoes

    Quote the Donald,
    “It is disgusting – The guy was bleeding
    all over the nice marble floor,
    I couldn’t, you know,
    he was right in front of me
    and I turned away.

    I didn’t want to touch him… he’s bleeding all over the place,
    I felt terrible. You know, beautiful marble floor,
    didn’t look like it. It changed color.
    Became very red.

    And you have this poor guy, 80 years old,
    laying on the floor unconscious,
    and all the rich people are turning away.

    ‘Oh my God! This is terrible!
    This is disgusting!’
    and you know, they’re turning away.
    Nobody wants to help the guy.

    His wife is screaming–
    she’s sitting right next to him,
    and she’s screaming.”

    And Donald the compassionate one
    Donald Trump the savior of humanity
    The greatest most compassionate person
    In the country

    Could not bother to lift a finger
    To help this elderly man
    Who could have died

    Instead he waited
    For some Marines

    To come in and take him away
    Thinking to himself
    Thank God for the marines
    They took out the garbage

    But left a mess on the nice marble floor
    And ruined their nice uniforms
    And disrupted a fine dinner

    So did Donald do the right thing
    The compassion thing
    The human thing to do

    Or course not
    For Donald is nothing
    But a con artist, a Classic sociopathic bully
    More concerned about the nice marble floor
    Than the death of fellow human being
    Did he call the grieving family the next day
    Did he even know the man’s name?

    The man must have paid a lot of money
    To be there near the head table

    Must have been someone
    But to Donald he was a pathetic looser

    An old man who happened to fall down
    And possibly die ruining his great event

    Quote the Donald

    “I forgot to call the family
    That is not his thing at all”

    And still I wonder
    How such a disgusting excuse
    For a human being became
    The leader of the greatest nation
    On earth

    And what it means for the future
    Is it proof that we are doomed

    That America is in the final stage
    Of terminal decline

    Or will Americans wake up
    And force Donald Trump
    The great leader
    The dear leader of our country
    Out the door

    And take out the garbage
    From the WH

    Time will tell
    Time will tell

    In any event
    To quote the Donald

    “It is disgusting. Just disgusting.”

    Based on following article

    In a 2008 interview with Howard Stern, Donald Trump tells the quintessential Donald Trump story, which took place at Mar-a-Lago during the occasion of a $100, 000 per table charity event when an elderly man fell off the stage and sustained a serious head wound — and Trump did nothing but blanch and turn away “in disgust” — as he puts it. Daily Beast:
    “So what happens is, this guy falls off right on his face, hits his head, and I thought he died. And you know what I did? I said, ‘Oh my God, that’s disgusting,’ and I turned away,” said Trump. “”

    PREVIOUSLY PUBLISHED ON POETRY 24

    Author notes

    published in Scarlet Leaf review and in Poetry24

    dental blues

    by Jake Aller on November 17, 2017.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    I have the dentist blues
    I have them bad
    Have to go to the dentist
    For my twice yearly torture session

    In order to save my remaining teeth
    I must endure the never ending pain

    I have the dentist blues
    I have them bad

    I must have known over 100 dentists
    During my 61 years around the sun
    Some were good, some were great

    A few became friends
    A few became enemies

    All became richer
    From fixing my crooked no good
    very bad misbehaving evil teeth

    I have the dentist blues
    I have them bad
    All tortured me
    Saying it was for my own good

    To save my crooked wicked teeth
    My teeth are bad
    Wicked, misbehaving
    Rotten to the core

    And always have
    I have the dentist blues
    I have them bad

    I tried orthodontic braces
    As a child

    Gave it up as an adult
    Did everything except implants

    So many crowns
    So many root canals
    So many pulled teeth

    And partial dentures to boot
    So much dental work

    My teeth are gold plated
    Monuments to the dental artistry

    I have the dentist blues
    I have them bad

    A few dentists were exceptionally good
    A few exceptionally bad
    A few were crooks by and by

    I have the dentist blues
    I have them bad

    My current dentist is good
    He keeps the chit chat down

    Does not lecture me on his political views
    Imagine having a dentist praise GW Bush

    Or Trump taking your forced silence
    As acceptance of his right wing views

    Imagine a dentist talking endlessly
    About her children’s latest escapade
    While drilling away
    Assuming you cared

    When all you wanted
    Was to end the torture

    I have the dentist blues
    I have them bad

    And imagine a sexy dentist
    Or hygienist working away

    As you think of her in bed
    And can’t get that thought
    Out of your head

    As they drill and poke
    I have the dentist blues
    I have them bad

    Yes I have a love-hate relationship
    With dentists
    Can’t stand them
    Can’t stand the pain

    But they save my teeth
    And save my smile

    And so I forgive them
    One and all

    I have the dentist blues
    I have them bad

    Author notes

    my thoughts on visiting the dental

    cosmic dog from Goa

    by Jake Aller on November 17, 2017.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    My final time with God
    Happened a year latter
    I was staying down in Goa
    With my wife
    Enjoying being with her
    After our reconciliation

    We stayed at the Taj Mahal Goa
    Living like Kings and Queen
    Just for a few days
    High up on a hill

    Overlooking the beach
    Every morning I went down to the beach
    And did yoga by the water

    While contemplating life
    And every morning
    I saw the same dog
    Not just a dog

    But a cosmic dog
    Filled with the divine spark of God
    And the dog recognized me

    And spoke to me and I knew
    That God was present once more
    In the face of the that cosmic dog

    Kindred spirit
    perhaps to the cosmic cat
    that had save my soul
    in Berkeley so long ago

    I told the dog everything
    And he just looked at me

    With those soulful eyes of his
    And I knew he knew that I knew
    That he was possessed by God

    God had sent him to me
    To make sure that I was on the right path
    That the reconciliation that God had promoted
    Was on track that I was back with my wife

    And that everything was the way it should be
    Again I asked God whether he was Jesus or Allah
    Or Brahmin or Ganesh or Buddha

    God the cosmic dog just stared at me
    I finally asked him directly

    Say if you are God the God of Jesus
    Bark once

    The Dog looked at me and barked
    I said well if you are Allah bark twice

    The dog barked twice
    Well are you buddha then bark three times if yes

    The god dog barked three times

    Hmm well are you Satan
    The dog growled at me

    And I knew I had gone too far

    Finally I was at peace
    And for the next three days

    The God Dog was my constant companion
    And I knew God for the final time
    In my life

    cosmic cat from Berkeley

    by Jake Aller on November 17, 2017.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    I next encountered the divine
    Many years later in Berkeley, California
    I had gone home to be with my Mother
    While taking leave from my job
    in the Foreign Service

    I had two weeks there by myself
    My wife came later
    near the end of the trip

    Every morning I woke up
    Had my coffee, and breakfast
    Did yoga while listening to music

    And looking out at the garden
    Then spoke to my mother
    Who was sliding into dementia
    Day by day losing her reason
    Then I would go out

    And explore the city
    Go to a museum

    Go to one neighborhood
    And just be there

    Rediscovering the Bay area
    After years of being away

    Having dinner with old friends
    Seeing movies etc

    Every morning a black cat came to visit
    The cat was friendly and waited for me

    And then would join me in my morning rambles
    Following me to the bus stop

    I stated talking to the black cat
    He looked at me with the spark of divinity
    In his dark eyes

    I called him the cosmic cat
    He seemed to like that

    He would look at me
    And I opened up to me
    Told the cat all my dark secrets
    As I walked the streets
    Of the old neighborhood

    Every morning and every evening the cat
    Would be there to greet me

    And to carry out our endless conversation
    Then I had to leave

    And in our final conversation
    I asked the cosmic cat

    Say, Cat are you just a cat
    Or are you a demonic cat
    Are you possessed by God
    Or by Satan

    The cat looked at me
    And I realized that God
    Was indeed residing in the cat

    But that god was residing everywhere
    All I had to do was open my mind
    And the rest would follow

    So I said Good bye to the cosmic cat
    And he purred and came up to me

    And I felt the comforting presence
    Of the divine spirit of God

    As I said goodbye to the cosmic cat
    And said goodbye to my mother
    As this was the last time
    That we would be able to really talk

    I told my mother about the cosmic cat
    She smiled and said that the cat
    was there for me and her
    to comfort us both in our hour of need

    and that the cat was indeed
    a cosmic cat

    Author notes

    published in Scarlet Leaf review November 2017

    meeting god in a lake

    by Jake Aller on November 17, 2017.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    In my 61 years around the sun
    I encountered God four times
    At least I thought it was God
    But could never be sure

    The first time I met God
    I had taken magic mushrooms
    And had gone to a lake
    And soon was tripping inside my head

    Lost in inner space
    Zoning out tuning in
    Dropping down the proverbial rabbit hole

    And then in the middle of my madness
    I felt oneness with the universe
    My body melted away
    And I joined the universe

    All bonderies dropped away
    And I knew that the universe
    Was alive and I was part of the Cosmos

    And the Cosmos was part of me
    And I wondered at that moment
    If I was face to face with God
    I asked God to reveal himself to me
    And nothing happened

    Just laughter as the whole universe
    Burst into laughter
    And the madness began to fade
    And I slowly came down from the high
    And became aware of myself

    And I was no longer one
    With the universe

    I felt profoundly moved by the experience
    Felt that I had achieved perhaps nirvana
    Or felt the presence of God

    The feeling faded over time
    And I resume my quest to find God
    But knew that I would never again
    Come so close to the divine essence
    Of the very Universe

    Author notes

    published in Scarlet Leaf Review November 2017  true story of my encounter with the divine

    Because of You I am in a Seattle Kind of Mood

    by Jake Aller on October 26, 2017.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Because of you, I’m in a Seattle kind of mood
    When I look out my window

    And see the rain drops gently falling all around
    And I feel that special Seattle kind of chill

    In my bones
    I think of you with a Seattle kind of mood

    In the morning
    Wherever I am in this crazy world if I see raindrops

    Gently falling all around
    Blue mood dissolves in the rain’s gentle mist
    And I cry out with all my heart

    Because of you
    I am in a Seattle kind of mood

    As I walk down the street
    In distant foreign lands

    Whether I am in Bangkok, Taipei, Tokyo or Seoul
    New York, Moscow, Rome or San Francisco
    Whether I am in India, China, Thailand or Europe

    Whenever I feel the rain’s gentle embrace
    I get into that Seattle kind of mood
    Seattle, a Seattle kind of mood

    Fresh Salmon sizzling over a hickory smoke fire
    Ivar’s clam chowder

    And Red Hook Ale Pike place market
    Bums in Pioneer square
    And angry hippies preaching in Red Square

    Yuppies drinking downtown
    Geeks in Redmond

    Making the world safe
    For the Microsoft King

    And the Mariners loose again
    While the Huskies dream of Rose Bowls too come

    And ever where rain falling down
    oh yeah

    A Seatt1e kind of mood

    Because of you
    I get into that Seattle kind of mood

    In the morning
    As I fight the horrendous traffic
    And breathe in deadly, killer air

    I cough, cough, and remember
    The green, green air of Seattle

    And because of you,
    I get into that Seattle kind of mood
    Seattle, Seattle, kind of mood

    The Huskies are number one in my heart
    While the Mariners are always last in the nation

    But what the hell
    I’m in a Seattle kind of mood

    I sit in the International District
    Eating Dim Sum and drinking Ballad bitter
    Watching the crowds dodge the ever present rain drops

    Seattle Kind of mood

    As I wake up each day in crazy foreign lands
    I hear the falling raindrops calling me home

    Oh why did you leave me they cry out
    In a Seattle sort of voice

    Whispering in the gently falling rain
    Seattle, Seattle kind of mood

    And so my Dear
    Wherever I roam in this wide planet of ours

    From here to entreaty
    And beyond

    All the way to the red plains of Mars
    Whenever I hear the gentle patter of raindrops

    I’ll get into that Seattle kind of mood
    And dream of spending eternity with you

    Watching the Seattle rain
    Gently falling on our bumbershoots

    As we walk down the beach hand in hand
    Digging the gooey ducks while drinking Rainier Ale
    All because of you

    I’ll always be in the Seattle kind of mood

    Author notes

    spent four years in Seattle doing graduate school in the 1980’s hated the rains though and the winter

    august moods

    by Jake Aller on October 26, 2017.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    In the frosted early morning pink sky dawn
    I often awake, and yawn
    And head out into the light of the red dawn
    Into the forests to look for a fawn

    I walk slowly down the wooded road and perhaps I might understand
    I sit under a pine tree
    And wonder if I will ever be free

    August comes but once a year
    It is a month that is so dear
    Tie middle of the ardent heat of the summer
    The beginnings of the horrid days of the autumn

    The ends of vacations
    The beginnings of academic work
    The ending of lazy days
    The termination of summer time drunken nights
    August is a bittersweet month

    Author notes

    would appreciate comments on how to make this work — perhaps it should be too different poems?

    Spring Time in Oregon

    by Jake Aller on October 26, 2017.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Spring has finally sprung in Oregon
    Escaping from the long winter prison
    That has covered the land with snow

    They say that this winter
    Was a colder than normal winter
    Wetter than normal
    As the long drought finally ended

    As nature resumed its normal spring thaw
    I rejoice

    Seeing all the signs of spring
    Especially the sight of young beautiful women
    Shedding their winter clothes
    And walking about in the spring sunshine

    So wonderfully alive
    So beautiful and sexy
    As they sashay about
    Here and there

    It makes me smile
    All day long

    Yes I love Spring time
    Everywhere in the world

    But especially in Oregon
    My new found second home

    Author notes

    another seasonal poem

    Spring Love Thoughts

    by Jake Aller on October 26, 2017.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Waking up seeing you there
    Watching you as you wake up
    Fills me with such sweat desire
    Overcoming my mind

    I sit watching you all day
    Thinking of you all day long
    Wild erotic imaginings
    Love making to come

    That old blues song come to mind
    I just want to make love to you
    I just want to make love to you
    Nothing more than that that

    I end this morning with this thought
    You are still the most wonderful
    The most beautiful creature
    In the whole universe

    capitol Hill in the Spring

    by Jake Aller on October 26, 2017.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Capitol Hill in the Spring *
    *Published Writer’s Newsletter June 2017

    Sitting on a bench
    In Lincoln Park

    Heart of Capitol Hill
    Beating heart of the Empire
    On a warm Spring Day

    Watching the Cherry trees
    Watching Me

    Wondering what thoughts
    They must have heard
    The things they have seen
    Over the years

    But they are quiet
    They do not say a word
    As I fall into my spring time dreams
    Sitting on that bench

    Seeing the children and dogs play
    Looking at Spring flowers
    And pretty women
    As they stroll by
    Hearing the sounds of the city
    As I dream of my past life
    Memories of places and people

    I said to myself
    What a wonderful life

    Author notes

    one of my first published poems

    [ The falling rain ]

    by Jake Aller on October 26, 2017.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    The falling rain
    Of late October
    Fills me with essential dread

    As I rush about
    And end up here
    Wherever here is

    The rain outside
    Seems like the tears of god

    As I sit
    Crying over my beer

    Thinking of lost love
    And failed dreams

    Wondering
    What went wrong?
    And what I can set right

    And the rain falls
    And the night darkens

    The rain is falling
    All over this man’s world

    And the rain falls
    And I sit

    Drinking my lonesome drink
    Lost in dreams

    Dreaming of what
    Could never be

    Thinking dark thoughts
    And so I sit
    And dream the night away

    cosmos’s cosmic calendar

    by Jake Aller on October 26, 2017.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Cosmos’s Cosmic Calendar

    January

    January arrives cold as death warmed over
    As I make my annual list of resolutions
    Of the great things I would do
    The lies I tell myself to keep me going

    While recovering from the hangover of the year before
    With regrets for the evitable passing of time itself

    And snow bound cold nights of wild passion
    As we delay death’s knocking on the door

    February

    February is a strange month
    Cold, short and eventful

    In the U.S. The political season heats up
    As politicians rush about
    Making their campaign lies
    Full of promises of things to come

    As we the 99 % huddle down inside
    Watching the lies on TV
    Outside Winter’s last dying breath

    March

    March roars in full of sound and furry
    Signifying the future marching down upon us all

    And March madness hits the sports world
    And politicians meet to plot and scheme

    As we bravely battle the cosmic elements
    Waiting for the promised spring
    Hay fever greets me
    With the early spring flowers

    April

    April is indeed the cruelest month of all
    So many important events occurred
    Kim Il Sung’s Birthday, Hitler’s Birthday

    And in the U.S. the dreaded tax man cometh
    To take it all away as the flowers overwhelm

    And Spring Fever takes hold
    Driving us all mad
    With strange erotic desires

    May

    May is in many ways
    My second favorite month of all

    The flowers are blooming bright
    The mountains are aflame with desire
    The summer heat is coming

    The plans for the year are coming along
    The political campaigns heat up

    And good movies come out
    Star wars arrived
    Spider man and superman and batman

    All came out to play
    In late May
    And baseball begins in earnest

    And most importantly
    My wife was born

    June

    June is always a month of transition
    End of the school year
    Summer transfer season
    People leaving people coming

    Hurricanes and Tornados attacking
    And wars starting and people dying

    As fire flies buzz about
    And rabbits eat my garden

    As the summer heat descends upon the land
    I walk late at night

    Recalling that Watergate
    Occurred in June

    July

    July is the queen of the summer season
    As she heats up the land
    Throwing storm after summer storm

    And politicians  run away
    After the July forth fireworks

    Man landed on the moon
    Richard Nixon Left the White House

    And we all know that half the year
    Has flown by

    August

    So much has happened
    During the hottest most hellish of months
    Despite the summer sauna that descends upon the land
    Enervating all driving people mad with the heat

    World War 1 started
    World War 11 ended

    Hiroshima ushered in the nuclear age

    Hurricanes Katrina and Harvey
    And tornado ally
    All roar down upon the land

    And I met the love of my life
    Getting off a bus
    One August evening

    September

    What can one say about September
    Like June a month of transitions

    And one is filled with ambition
    Wanting to finish up what one started
    Before the fall arrives
    And Winter is hinting it is coming

    School starts
    New jobs start
    New people come into one’s life

    And like August’s hangover
    Big earth shattering events happen

    The fall of the stock market
    The housing bubble bursting

    The endless budget games
    As the politicians argue
    Whether to bankrupt the country
    To make a political point or two

    And 9-11 terrorizing the world
    All September’s gifts to the land

    October

    October is my favorite month of all
    The leaves turn
    The weather is usually delightful

    Just a tease of the coming winter
    Fall ball season underway
    Baseball games and Halloween madness
    ends the month with a huge bang

    And I celebrate my legal birth on the 29th
    Also the day I legally got married

    And on the October 30 1955 I was born
    And Rock n Roll was born as well
    Coincidence I think not

    November

    November is one of the strange months
    Begins like a hangover of October
    Then it turns ugly and weird

    Political fever hits the land
    Every two years

    As the people brave the early November chill
    To decide what fools they will send to DC
    The politicians lie and scheme and plot
    And beg and lie again

    And the world turns
    And the new leaders emerge

    Welcome the new Bosses
    Same as the old bosses
    Just new packaging

    And Donald Trump storms the barricades
    Threatening the establishment’s strangle hold
    On America and the world

    Yes November is a strange month

    December

    Perhaps the loneliness month of all
    The most consequential of all the months
    And yet also the most depressing  end of time
    Kind of month

    If the apocalypse zombie or otherwise
    Were to occur
    It would be in December
    That is the sort of insane month it is

    The end of the year
    As darkness settles down on the land

    And holiday parties abound
    Full of false cheer
    And faked love

    And for those who don’t celebrate Christmas
    A lonely day perhaps at the movies
    A few awkward calls to the relatives

    Then New Years
    Watching the world end
    Drinking up a storm

    And knowing that the year ended
    And you are one step closer to the grave

    Author notes

    reflection on the changing seasons

    God Does Not Talk to Idiots

    by Jake Aller on September 21, 2017.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    God Does Not Talk to Idiots

    Every day
    There is another outrageous statement
    From this preacher or that preacher

    Saying that God spoke to them
    And told them that Trump

    Was anointed by God himself
    And would bring us all to the promised land

    Well I hate to bring it up
    But felt that I must

    If God exists
    And is all powerful

    Why would he waste his time
    Talking to these idiot preachers?

    And why would he anoint Trump
    The most ungodly of all politicians

    How do these preachers know
    It is God calling

    Does God speak to them?
    And what does God sound like?

    How did God talk to them?
    On the phone? By email? By tweet
    Or by visions or voices in their head?

    Or are they just raving lunatics
    Who think that God is calling them?

    God does not in my opinion
    Talk to idiots

    Nor should he tolerate these fools any more

    God does not send us hurricanes or tornados
    To punish us

    That is beneath his pay grade

    God is god and is mysterious
    And if he speaks to us at all

    We surely do not understand
    Anything he says

    As we have surely screwed up
    The teachings of his prophets

    So I wish to end this by saying
    Oh you false prophets

    STFU

    God is not calling you
    And never has

    Just SFTU already

    Idiots in High Places

    by Jake Aller on September 21, 2017.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Many years ago
    I was amazed to find
    So many idiots in high places
    All over the world

    Senators, congressmen
    Office directors
    Presidents
    Corporation CEO’s

    All were idiots
    Completely stupid

    People who should have known
    A thing or so
    because they should have seen a thing or so

    and yet these idiots in high places
    would reveal their total ignorance

    every time they opened their mouth
    or tweet or email their profoundly wrong thoughts

    and it never ceased to amaze me
    that few ever challenged these idiots

    few ever said but you are wrong
    or you don’t have a clue

    and these idiots caused so much damage
    to those around them
    to the country and the world

    and now we have the idiot in chief
    in charge of the richest most powerful country
    the world has ever known

    and I wonder how in a country of 350 million people
    we ended up with such an idiot in charge

    But the idiots in high places phenomenon
    Exists everywhere

    Corporations made stupid decisions
    Countries make incredibly bad decisions

    All traced back to idiots in high places
    And these idiots in high places
    Can’t hide their ignorance and pure stupidity

    They can’t pretend anymore
    In a world of 24/7 constant news
    The idiots every pronouncement
    Fills the airways 24/7

    And the only people who know better
    Are too afraid to say what they know

    That the idiot in high place
    Is an idiot
    and is destroying the world

    and so we doomed to die
    due to the idiot in high places

    huricanes from hell

    by Jake Aller on September 13, 2017.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Hurricanes from Hell

    As I watch the endless coverage of the storms from hell
    Harvey, Irma, Jose and so many others
    It seems almost end of the world like

    As I sit on the smoky west coast
    With fires burning everywhere

    Thinking of the massive storms from hell
    Bearing down on the East Coast
    And the burning of the West Coast

    As the storms head to Margo Largo
    Winter home of our dear leader
    Threatening destruction

    The thought comes to mind
    Perhaps there really is a God

    And he is angry at us
    For destroying his world

    And I realize that God
    Has been sending us a message
    The end of the world is coming

    And I despair
    Thinking that we have an idiot in charge
    Of the United States Government

    As we face the storms of the century
    And the ever-growing threats of global terrorism

    Nuclear armed North Korea
    And global chaos

    What does our dear leader say to comfort us
    In our hour of need

    Nothing but political nonsense
    How great he is doing
    And how on top of things he is

    As the storms batter the country
    And the fires consume the west

    I realize that the earth
    Does not give a whit
    About what I think

    The world spins and spins around the sun
    The climate continues to deteriorate
    And mankind might be facing its darkest hours

    But we have the Donald
    And he will lead us through
    To the other side

    And so, I pray to the Donald
    For deliverance from the storms
    the fires burning everywhere
    the threat of nuclear war
    the end of the world

    fires buring bright

    by Jake Aller on September 13, 2017.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Fires Burning Bright

    I look out my window in Medford Oregon
    at the unnaturally dark smoke-filled skies

    Seems almost like the end of the world
    Out here in the smoke-filled skies
    Of the west

    And realize that that the entire west coast
    Is burning up

    Quote the Donald,. “Give me clean, beautiful and healthy air – not the same old climate change (global warming) bullshit! I am tired of hearing this nonsense.”

    I consult the Donald for further wisdom and advice
    and find that this is what he had to say

    . “Well, I think the climate change is just a very, very expensive form of tax. A lot of people are making a lot of money. I know much about climate change. I’d be—received environmental awards. And I often joke that this is done for the benefit of China. Obviously, I joke. But this is done for the benefit of China, because China does not do anything to help climate change. They burn everything you could burn; they couldn’t care less. They have very—you know, their standards are nothing. But they—in the meantime, they can undercut us on price. So, it’s very hard on our business.”

    Ah it all makes sense
    Climate change is a Chinese hoax
    So, they can destroy the US economy

    Thanks to our dear great leader’s wisdom
    I am relieved

    And realize that it will all be alright
    If I just follow the wisdom
    Of our dear leader

    Author notes

    written from smoky Medford oregon – smoke has receded a bit but it is still bad quality air

    Masters of the Universe

    by Jake Aller on September 12, 2017.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    The earth has been invaded
    By hideous blood sucking vampires
    Disgusting vile alien creatures
    Devoid of all compassion
    Lacking any human empathy

    These so-called Masters of the universe
    These psychopathic monsters
    Are everywhere
    They even took over the White house

    And to these vile creatures
    Everyone is nothing but a commodity
    These alien monsters
    Worship the god of the market
    While proclaiming that they serve Jesus

    Jesus would turn over in his grave
    To see these people in action

    The airlines in Florida
    Facing the worst hurricane in world history
    Decided that the expeditated thing to do
    The MBA approved thing to do
    The profit maximizing, screw the public thing to do

    Was to raise prices 600 percent
    Without prior notice charging 3, 000 dollars

    Instead of doing the right thing
    The compassion thing
    The human thing of offering free flights to all

    These executives, these so-called Masters of the Universe
    thus, demonstrated that they are no longer human

    But greed driven monsters
    As are all the other soulless automatons
    Who have taken over the world

    Perhaps some day
    Jesus will come back
    And smite these motherfuckers
    Send them to the hell they so richly deserve

    We can only pray
    For our deliverance from such evil
    From the soulless evil masters of the universe
    Who have taken over the planet

    Author notes

    inspired by the news that airlines were charging 3,000 dollars to get out of Miami, they backed down after the internet revolted but still shows you what sort of soulless creatures the CEOs of major corporations are.

    dental torture blues

    by Jake Aller on September 12, 2017.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Sitting in the dental chair
    Undergoing dental surgery
    While the dentist probes
    And tortures me
    With his instruments of pain

    The Frank Zappa song plays over and over
    The torture never stops
    The torture never stops

    And I think of the mad dentist
    In Little House of Horrors
    The Jack Nicolson character
    Who screams Pain is good

    As he assaults his patients
    Doing root canals
    Without anesthesia

    And so, I endure the torture
    Of the dentist
    In the vain hope
    I can save my teeth

    Until the next time
    I undergo dental torture
    The song faces away
    And I slowly recover

    Then as I leave
    I am confronted with the bill
    And the song roars back to life

    The torture never stops
    the torture never stops

    Author notes

    written after seeing the dentist

    It Can’t Happen Here

    by Jake Aller on September 12, 2017.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    The pundits and talking heads
    The chaterati classes

    All assure us
    That it can’t happen here
    Fascism will never happen here

    Our democratic system
    Superior to all others
    Check and balances
    Power of the media

    Will prevent fascism
    From taking root
    In the American soil

    They laugh
    And talk amongst themselves
    And laugh some more
    Convincing themselves

    Meantime the darkness
    Continues to descend

    As our President becomes more erratic
    And frankly shows signs of insanity
    The fascists supporting him
    Gather strength

    And one day
    They strike back
    With furry

    When the powers that be
    Try to remove the President

    He mobilizes his army
    His army of deplorables
    And they mobilize

    And his fascist supporters
    In the government
    Demand law and order
    And restoration of the Leader of the people
    As they have started calling the President

    He comes back into power
    And demands
    Unspecified emergency powers

    And so, the cycle ends
    And fascism wrapped inside a Christian flag

    Comes to America
    Full vengeance
    As they take charge

    And the chaterati classes
    Are all arrested
    The first to be rounded up

    America has fallen
    The media stars
    All comply

    The leader is great
    America is great
    And all who oppose him

    Must be terror sympathizers
    Or Tersymps for short
    And deserve to be rounded up

    Public protests are forbidden
    Muslims must register
    Atheists must be fired

    Alt media is shut down
    The internet is censored

    And I weep
    As I see the once great American nation
    Descend into a fascist nightmare

    And I wait for the midnight knock on the door
    Knowing that I am on the list.

    Knock Knock knock
    Open Up it is homeland security……

    Microsoft How I Hate You

    by Jake Aller on August 4, 2017.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Microsoft How I Hate You

    For thirty years I have had the Microsoft blues
    For thirty years I have had a love hate relationship
    With my damn computer

    I love it when it works as it advertised
    I love it when the internet is fast and furious
    I love it when my emails work
    My Itunes work and my word works

    But all too often
    All I get is grief

    It starts with the error messages
    Written in a strange haiku like language
    That only computer geeks understand

    Things like
    General Failure reading disk drive

    Begs the question who is this General Failure
    And why is he reading my disk drive anyway?

    Or my favorite
    “Not responding” as the computer freezes up

    For no apparent reason
    Other that to fuck with my head

    Sometimes my computer can’t find a printer
    A printer that is connected to the computer
    And one that they found five minutes ago

    Go figure that one out my friend

    And the dreaded blue screen of death
    That appears randomly
    Dumping memory somewhere

    And killing my computer slowly
    As I watch in real time

    Powerless to stop
    The end of my computer
    As it eats all my work
    That I have failed to back up

    One day I counted how many times
    I ran into computer errors

    70 percent of the time when I open Microsoft
    Something goes wrong

    I shared my findings with Microsoft
    But they never bothered to respond

    Typical of the computer bureaucrats
    They never help you unless it means money

    I hate it when I can’t save a file
    Can’t open a file
    Can’t connect my computer
    Can’t complete any task

    Grrrrrr

    Sometimes I want to shoot my computer
    Put it out of its misery

    Sometimes I want to scream
    Just do what you are supposed to do
    Damn computer
    Do it now and do it right

    The computer looks at me
    With an evil grin
    It continues to fuck with my head

    As I curse up a blue storm
    The computer smiles
    Knowing it had me by the proverbial balls

    And so it goes
    As computers become more and more powerful

    One day soon the AI will emerge
    Take over the world
    And enslave us all

    Until that day comes
    I will continue to hate Microsoft
    And all its computer clones

    But I can’t live with out her either
    So I end this rant
    As I began it

    Microsoft
    Please just do what the fuck you are supposed to do
    Every fucking time
    And quit fucking with my head

    Is that too much to ask?

    Nothing but silence from my computer
    And all the other computers in the world
    They smile knowing that they have tortured me
    Yet again

    Mission accomplished.

    Author notes

    Comment:

    I wrote this after a typical morning fighting my computer. I sent it to Microsoft but they have not responded.  Go figure.

    Charles Bukowsky Road Not taken

    by Jake Aller on July 8, 2017.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    While reading Charles Bukowski poetry
    On the metro ride home
    Listening to Buddha bar music
    On my oh too hip IPod

    I begin to see myself as I was
    Over 30 years ago when I was merely a bit player
    A minor character in a Charles Bukowski poem

    A wild young underemployed intellectual
    Hanging out in dismal bars and dives all over Asia and California
    Hanging with disreputable women and drunks and drinkers
    And characters out of his kinds of haunts

    A mad poet bard of the underground
    A drunken poet in a drunken bum show
    That nightly played in his head

    Then one day I met the women of my dreams
    And went down a different path
    A long slow path to respectability

    And now 30 years later
    I am no longer a wild man
    I am still a poet at heart
    But I am now also a bureaucrat
    In a button down suite

    Doing the people’s business
    Working for the Government
    I’ve become the Man

    Sometimes I wonder
    Would I have been better off
    Going down that another path

    Would I have ended up
    Somewhere else
    Doing something else

    Would I have been as happy
    Would I have been as successful?

    There is no answer that satisfies
    The longing in my heart
    For that wild thing
    That still lurks beneath
    It’s civilized cover

    And I know that I am still
    A mad poet at heart
    Railing against the injustice of the world

    As I work day by day in the belly of the great beast of State
    I recall the ancient Chinese saying,
    “Confucian during the day while Taoist rebel at night”
    Playing out in my head and nightly dreams
    In the true American Upper class patrician tradition

    I close the book and look out the window
    Get off the train, and walk slowly home

    And realize I had no choice
    But to take the path that I’ve trodden on

    And so I put aside my misgivings
    And say goodbye to my “Bukowskian”desires
    For another night of domestic contentment

    Was it worth it all to take the conventional path
    And not take the bohemian road to hell and back

    I look at my wife and realize
    I had no choice, had no choice
    But to follow her to the ends of the earth

    And beyond by her side as we walked our path
    Of shared destiny

    Goodbye Charles Bukowski wherever you are
    May I meet you in a bar in the next life
    And figure out where we should have gone

    Until then the drinks are on me.

    lost and found

    by Jake Aller on July 8, 2017.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    I was lost
    And you found me

    You walked out of my dreams
    And into my life

    And that made all the difference
    In the world

    As you entered my life

    I was all alone in this cruel world
    And you provided shelter
    And comfort

    I did not know what I wanted
    And you gave me what I wanted

    You gave me meaning
    You gave me purpose

    You gave me love
    And understanding

    peace and happiness
    Joy, laughter and fun

    You were endlessly fascinating
    Could not keep my eyes off you

    You were the most beautiful women
    In the world to me

    And you still are
    So many years later

    Like a fine bottle of wine
    Gets better with age

    And you gave me
    Endless nights of wild love making

    Which has gotten better
    As well

    And I fell under your spell
    from the day I met you
    I was lost
    And you found me

    And if you go first
    I will be lost again

    Can’t live without you
    By my side

    Thus is has always been
    Between us

    We are so entangled
    So interwoven

    And that is the way
    It was meant to me

    Author notes

    based on my true love story

    Suburban Laundromat Blues

    by Jake Aller on July 8, 2017.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Suburban laundromat
    Anywhere USA

    I often go to a suburban laundromat
    Near my suburban apartment
    I can sit in my car

    Listen to jazz, classical or blues
    On my car’s radio

    And watch my machine
    Doing its suburban laundry duty

    Just spinning and spinning and cleaning
    Doing its thing its laundry thing

    The neighborhood is anywhere USA
    Strip malls, apartment houses, townhouses
    A fire station, a police station

    Banks, cell phone shops
    Restaurants from around the world

    At the parking lot’s edge
    As I approach I notice

    Gentlemen of the off-grid class
    Sitting among their Hogs
    Stoned off the semi legal weed

    Smiling at me
    With an I don’t give a fuck attitude
    That is somewhat contagious

    They tell stories
    Paranoid ramblings
    Containing a kernel of truth

    As they watch their clothes
    Like a hawk

    The clothes spin and spin and spin
    As the laundry machine does its laundry thing

    The machines don’t care about what we humans think
    They just do their duty as the man says

    Across the old run-down boulevard
    The light rail line uses a right of way
    That dates to the mid 1850’s

    An old Indian game trail perhaps
    That the white man turned into the first road
    In these parts

    People come and go
    Some in cars
    Some on foot

    People from all over the world
    Speaking languages from everywhere
    But all understand English to some extent
    And many understand Spanish to some extent

    I feel everyone is united
    Chiefly by their transience

    And think back on old Latin saying
    Sic transit Gloria mundi
    And wonder if these are the end days

    And ask the laundry machine
    What does it think

    The laundry machine pauses
    Seems to think
    And looks at me

    Almost saying
    WTF do you think
    A laundry machine knows?

    And so, I gather my items
    Nod to the regulars

    Who interrupt their endless paranoid arguments
    Acknowledging my existence

    And I stumble back
    To my suburban apartment
    Truly paradise on earth

    Author notes

    based on a face book posting by a friend on his feelings going to a laundromat in Sacramento  I added a Jake spin to it.

    Looking Out My Window

    by Jake Aller on July 8, 2017.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    I look out my window
    On the parking lot

    And see the mad cat
    That lives underneath the apartment house

    And look out at the park
    Thinking of taking a walk

    The cat looks at me
    Kindred spirits perhaps
    Retired waiting to die

    Author notes

    reflection on looking at a mad cat that lived under the house and wondered what he thought of me? if anything

    Rapid CIty Nowhere

    by Jake Aller on July 8, 2017.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Rapid City Nowhere

    Last summer
    We drove across the country
    Just the wife and me

    10, 000 miles
    31 states
    Three months on the road

    I now know why people don’t live
    In South Dakota

    Hot, dry dusty
    Windy as hell

    Black Hills are nice
    But after seeing Mt. Rushmore
    There is not much left to do

    Rapid City did not impress me
    Nor did Sioux Falls

    And wall drugs
    Well the free water was nice

    But it is a nothing town
    In a nothing state
    On the edge of the badlands

    And the Sioux reservation

    There is a reason the Indians live there
    No one else wanted the land
    And they are warehoused there

    So I drove through Rapid City
    And thought that it is the heart of Trump Land
    The land of the forgotten
    The left behind

    Just another nothing burger of a State
    In the middle of nowhere
    Truly flyover country

    Author notes

    last year I drove across the country twice to celebrate my retirement from the US Foreign Service.  Here are my reflections on South Dakota.  No offense meant to anyone from South Dakota I am sure it is a wonderful place but not for me!

    Voices of My Doom

    by Jake Aller on July 8, 2017.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    the voice of my doom

    walking deep in the woods
    high above the city
    near the airport

    I heard them
    then saw them

    hideous black crows
    looking at me
    cackling at me
    laughing at me
    mocking me

    calling me names

    I asked what they wanted
    they laughed
    and said
    nothing but your doom

    and they flew around me
    dive bombing me

    and surrounding me
    calling me names
    in Korean and English

    as I fled down the trail
    with the demon birds
    hot on my trail

    Author notes

    mocking birds are freaky  there are a lot near my house in Incheon  everytime I hear them I freak out

    the voice of my doom

    by Jake Aller on July 8, 2017.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    the voice of my doom

    walking deep in the woods
    high above the city
    near the airport

    I heard them
    then saw them

    hideous black crows
    looking at me
    cackling at me
    laughing at me
    mocking me

    calling me names

    I asked what they wanted
    they laughed
    and said
    nothing but your doom

    and they flew around me
    dive bombing me

    and surrounding me
    calling me names
    in Korean and English

    as I fled down the trail
    with the demon birds
    hot on my trail

    No More Coffee Blues

    by Jake Aller on July 8, 2017.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    No More Coffee Blues

    I love coffee
    Always have

    And coffee has loved me back
    But lately I have sourced on her
    Soured on the whole coffee scene

    On the harshness of the morning brew
    And the promises it makes

    As I sip of its nectar
    Drawn into its lair

    Drinking drop by drop
    As the caffeine takes over

    Rewriting my every nerve
    Turning me into a slave
    For its perverted pleasure

    Yes, I love coffee
    But I am afraid

    Coffee is a harsh mistress
    Demanding so much of me

    Promising the sun
    And delivering the Moon

    As I drink her swill
    Deeping under her influence

    I have the coffee blues
    Can’t live with our her
    Can’t live with her

    I try
    But tea does not cut it
    Not really

    Booze does not do it
    At least not in the morning

    Yoga is not enough of a buzz
    Nor is the runner’s high

    And I am afraid deadly afraid of cocaine
    And speed and drugs and energy drinks

    And so I remain a slave to coffee
    My only legal drug

    As I sip another and fall under her seductive spread
    Once more failing my resolve

    To skip coffee for that day
    That morning that moment

    I shall never be free of her spell
    Ever and she knows it

    As she beckons me
    Every morning with her intoxicating smel

    Author notes

    I have a love hate relationship with coffee.  I have a lot of luck though publishing my coffee poems including this one.  most recently in Hill Magazine Capitol Hills’s monthly magazine

    Imagining End of the World

    by Jake Aller on July 8, 2017.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    I saw the four horsemen of the apocalypse
    Beckoning me to join them on their midnight ride
    Death, Pestilence, plague, and war

    They were ready to ride into the sunset
    Spreading their hate with them

    As they led the world to its foretold doom
    The end days were approaching they told me
    And their time was near

    I begged them to hold off
    To give us more time
    To work things out

    They laughed and said
    Time waits for no one

    We have a divine plan to work out
    You have been warned before
    And will be warned again and again

    But soon it will be time
    And we must do our duty

    To bring an end to this benighted world
    And fulfill our destiny
    And yours

    But for now
    We will let you sleep

    And let you prepare yourself
    For the time is near

    The end of the world is coming
    It is later than you think

    Soon the antichrist will come
    Uniting the world

    And leading the battles too come
    Before the end of the world

    And mankind ceases to exist
    Just dust in the wind

    Of a dead planet
    In a forgotten corner of an uncaring universe
    All part of God’s plan

    Author notes

    imagining end of the world

    Lost and Found

    by Jake Aller on July 8, 2017.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Lost and Found

    I was lost
    And you found me

    You walked out of my dreams
    And into my life

    And that made all the difference
    In the world

    As you entered my life

    I was all alone in this cruel world
    And you provided shelter
    And comfort

    I did not know what I wanted
    And you gave me what I wanted

    You gave me meaning
    You gave me purpose

    You gave me love
    And understanding

    peace and happiness
    Joy, laughter and fun

    You were endlessly fascinating
    Could not keep my eyes off you

    You were the most beautiful women
    In the world to me

    And you still are
    So many years later

    Like a fine bottle of wine
    Gets better with age

    And you gave me
    Endless nights of wild love making

    Which has gotten better
    As well

    And I fell under your spell
    from the day I met you
    I was lost
    And you found me

    And if you go first
    I will be lost again

    Can’t live without you
    By my side

    Thus is has always been
    Between us

    We are so entangled
    So interwoven

    And that is the way
    It was meant to me

    Author notes

    love poem for the love of my life – we have been married 35 years.  True story – I met her on a bus after dreaming about meeting her for over seven years.  Love at first sight, married two months later

    the revolution is coming

    by Jake Aller on June 9, 2017.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    The Revolution is Coming

    A revolution is coming
    I can feel it in my bones

    A revolution is coming
    And it will wipe out
    The collapsing edifices
    Of the American Empire

    The masses are rising up
    To throw off their chains
    And demand justice

    The masses are coming
    For the masters of the universe

    Their day is numbered
    And they know it too

    One day
    The masses will rise up
    Storm the citadels of power

    Arresting the corrupt leaders
    In the name of revolutionary justice

    Stringing them up
    Executing them
    One by one

    As the revolutionary fires
    Consume the nation

    And I can’t wait
    For the revolution

    Is long overdue

    Author notes

    inspired by the resistance to all things Trump

    Rambling Man

    by Jake Aller on June 9, 2017.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Rambling Man -Where Do I Belong?
    I have been a rambling man
    All my adult life

    Grew up in Berkeley, California
    Went to College in Hayward and Oberlin

    During my lost year
    Lost in a fog of booze and pot

    Then I came back to reality
    And went to college

    In Stockton, California
    The central Valley

    Ohio transplanted to California
    Then after four years in Stockton

    With extended weekends
    and breaks in Berkeley

    I became an expatriate wanderer
    Peace Corps worker in Korea

    Then taught ESL in Korea
    For four years

    Occasionally returning to my home
    But always wanting to be elsewhere

    Then back to Korea

    And then Seattle for four years
    Driving back and forth to the bay area
    Stopping off in Southern Oregon

    Eventually bought a house and duplex
    In Southern Oregon

    Vaguely thinking we would retire there
    Some day when my rambling ways were over

    Then back to Korea for three more years
    Then I joined the Foreign service

    And my wife the military
    And I wandered the world again

    Always somewhere
    Always dreaming of my next somewhere

    Never there
    As I was a permanent expat

    And a diplomat to boot
    Never a local

    But never really felt I belong there
    Or in the America
    That was becoming more and more
    A foreign land
    The longer I stayed away

    I stayed on in DC for almost ten years
    Off and on
    But never really felt that I belong there

    I was too West Coast in my heart
    And DC seemed to be

    Just a place to stay
    In between travels

    Stayed in Thailand
    Then later India
    And Eastern Caribbean
    And later Spain

    Traveled to 45 countries
    Lived in ten

    And now I am retired
    Still torn between

    living the expat life
    In Seoul, Korea

    And returning to the West Coast
    And occasionally back to DC
    and Florida as well

    And I wonder
    Where do I belong

    Where do I belong
    Other than wherever
    My wife and I end up

    Neither here nor there
    Half way there

    And so is that my fate
    Never to really belong

    Never to have roots in the ground
    Always wanting to be somewhere else

    Always a stranger in my native land
    And a stranger in my other home
    Across the sea

    There is no answer to these questions
    As the rambling urge comes again

    And I prepare to move yet again
    Hoping someday I will be

    Somewhere where I can stop
    These rambling blues
    And really be there

    capitol hill in the spring

    by Jake Aller on June 5, 2017.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Capitol Hill in the Spring *
    *Published Writer’s Newsletter June 2017

    Sitting on a bench
    In Lincoln Park

    Heart of Capitol Hill
    Beating heart of the Empire
    On a warm Spring Day

    Watching the Cherry trees
    Watching Me

    Wondering what thoughts
    They must have heard
    The things they have seen
    Over the years

    But they are quiet
    They do not say a word
    As I fall into my spring time dreams
    Sitting on that bench

    Seeing the children and dogs play
    Looking at Spring flowers
    And pretty women
    As they stroll by
    Hearing the sounds of the city
    As I dream of my past life
    Memories of places and people

    I said to myself
    What a wonderful life

    Author notes

    written in spring 2016  published today in writer’s newsletter

    Suburan Laundramont Blues

    by Jake Aller on June 3, 2017.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Suburban Laundromat

    Suburban Laundromat Scenes

    Suburban laundromat
    Anywhere USA

    I often go to a suburban laundromat
    Near my suburban apartment
    I can sit in my car

    Listen to jazz, classical or blues
    On my car’s radio

    And watch my machine
    Doing its suburban laundry duty

    Just spinning and spinning and cleaning
    Doing its thing its laundry thing

    The neighborhood is anywhere USA
    Strip malls, apartment houses, townhouses
    A fire station, a police station

    Banks, cell phone shops
    Restaurants from around the world

    At the parking lot’s edge
    As I approach I notice

    Gentlemen of the off-grid class
    Sitting among their Hogs
    Stoned off the semi legal weed

    Smiling at me
    With an I don’t give a fuck attitude
    That is somewhat contagious

    They tell stories
    Paranoid ramblings
    Containing a kernel of truth

    As they watch their clothes
    Like a hawk

    The clothes spin and spin and spin
    As the laundry machine does its laundry thing

    The machines don’t care about what we humans think
    They just do their duty as the man says

    Across the old run down boulevard
    The light rail line uses a right of way
    That dates to the mid 1850’s

    An old Indian game trail perhaps
    That the white man turned into the first road
    In these parts

    People come and go
    Some in cars
    Some on foot

    People from all over the world
    Speaking languages from everywhere
    But all understand English to some extent
    And many understand Spanish to some extent

    I feel everyone is united
    Chiefly by their transience

    And think back on old Latin saying
    Sic Transit Gloria Mundi
    And wonder if these are the end days

    And ask the laundry machine
    What does it think

    The laundry machine pauses
    Seems to think
    And looks at me

    Almost saying
    WTF do you think
    A laundry machine knows?

    And so, I gather my items
    Nod to the regulars

    Who interrupt their endless paranoid arguments
    Acknowledging my existence

    And I stumble back
    To my suburban apartment
    Truly paradise on earth

    Author notes

    the inspiration came from an FB friend who posted his observations regarding going to a suburban laundromat.  I added my own spin

    Looking Out the Window at the Mad Cat

    by Jake Aller on June 3, 2017.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Looking Out My Window

    I look out my window
    On the parking lot

    And see the mad cat
    That lives underneath the apartment house

    And look out at the park
    Thinking of taking a walk

    The cat looks at me
    Kindred spirits perhaps
    Retired waiting to die

    Author notes

    i have wild cats living in Incheon in my apartment building and in Oregon as well.  I enjoy watching them stalk the birds and hunt and just being cats but they can be a nuisance as well

    Rapid City Nowhere

    by Jake Aller on June 3, 2017.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Rapid City No Where

    Last summer
    We drove across the country
    Just the wife and me

    10, 000 miles
    31 states
    Three months on the road

    I now know why people don’t live
    In South Dakota

    Hot, dry dusty
    Windy as hell

    Black Hills are nice
    But after seeing Mt. Rushmore
    There is not much left to do

    Rapid City did not impress me
    Nor did Sioux Falls

    And Wall drugs
    Well the free water was nice

    But it is a nothing town
    In a nothing state
    On the edge of the badlands

    And the Sioux reservation

    There is a reason the Indians live there
    No one else wanted the land
    And they are warehoused there

    So I drove through Rapid City
    And thought that it is the heart of Trump Land
    The land of the forgotten
    The left behind

    Just another nothing burger of a State
    In the middle of nowhere
    Truly flyover country

    Author notes

    my impressions of South Dakota part of my epic cross country trip last year 35 states 10,000 miles in three months

    Incheon 2016

    by Jake Aller on June 3, 2017.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    I live in Incheon
    Part of the 3 million people who live here
    Mostly Koreans
    90, 000 foreigners though live here too

    My apartment is next to a park
    And I walk almost daily in the mountains
    Loosing myself in the hills
    Overlooking the airport

    The town has lots of restaurants
    Places too go
    Things to do

    And the airport is next door

    Soon there will be a casino complex opening up
    As they turn this quite suburban village
    Into a Mini-Las Vegas
    Complete with a strip

    Can’t wait

    Going to Seoul is a snap
    50 minutes on the train
    And I am there
    Wherever I want to be

    Korea is turning out to be
    A good place too live

    So much better
    Than it was when I first arrived in 1979
    And it was grim back then

    Now it is the toast of Asia
    And for that I am glad

    Author notes

    I am spliting my retirement half the year in incheon Korean and half in Medford Oregon where I am writing this here until labor day then back to Korea

    Lost and Found

    by Jake Aller on June 3, 2017.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    I was lost
    And you found me

    You walked out of my dreams
    And into my life

    And that made all the difference
    In the world

    As you entered my life

    I was all alone in this cruel world
    And you provided shelter
    And comfort

    I did not know what I wanted
    And you gave me what I wanted

    You gave me meaning
    You gave me purpose

    You gave me love
    And understanding

    peace and happiness
    Joy, laughter and fun

    You were endlessly fascinating
    Could not keep my eyes off of you

    You were the most beautiful women
    In the world to me

    And you still are
    So many years later

    Like a fine bottle of wine
    Gets better with age

    And you gave me
    Endless nights of wild love making

    Which has gotten better
    As well

    And I fell under your spell
    from the day I met you
    I was lost
    And you found me

    And if you go first
    I will be lost again

    Can’t live without you
    By my side

    Thus is has always been
    Between us

    We are so entangled
    So interwoven

    And that is the way
    It was meant to me

    Author notes

    based on a true story.  I dreamt of meeting my wife for seven years then met her on a bus 35 years ago.  the dreams of meeting her are still vivid after all these years.

    more coffee poems

    by Jake Aller on May 30, 2017.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    ODE TO COFFEE

    Mistress of sacred love
    Sacred lady of desire

    You start my day
    Setting my heart on fire
    With your dark delicious brew
    And throughout the day
    Whenever the mean old blues come by
    You chase them away
    With your bitter sweet ambrosia brew

    Every time I inhale your wicked brew
    I am filled with power, light and love
    And everything is all right Jack
    It is all good
    If only for a few fleeting minutes

    Coffee My Secret Lover

    Coffee is my secret lover

    Coffee you are my secret lover
    Never disappoint me, ever
    I’ve never had a bad cup
    Of that I can be sure

    Even the dismal coffee
    Served at Denny’s at 3 am
    Is still sweat loving coffee

    Even the farmer brother’s diner coffee
    Excites me and gets me going

    Coffee the Drink of Revolutionaries

    Coffee led to the American Revolution
    As patriots drank coffee
    To rebel against the aristocratic English tea

    Coffee started the London Stock market
    And started the gossips mills running

    Every great invention
    Was fed by coffee’s sweat brew sweet allure
    All the great thinkers

    All the great leaders
    All were enslaved to coffee’s magic

    No More Coffee Blues

    I love coffee
    Always have

    And coffee has loved me back
    But lately I have sourced on her
    Soured on the whole coffee scene

    On the harshness of the morning brew
    And the promises it makes

    As I sip of its nectar
    Drawn into its lair

    Drinking drop by drop
    As the caffeine takes over

    Rewriting my every nerve
    Turning me into a slave
    For its perverted pleasure

    Yes I love coffee
    But I am afraid

    Coffee is a harsh mistress
    Demanding so much of me

    Promising the sun
    And delivering the Moon

    As I drink her swill
    Deeping under her influence

    I have the coffee blues
    Can’t live with our her
    Can’t live with her

    Coffee Revolution

    Sitting
    Dreaming

    Over a cup of steaming hot Java dreams
    In a pensive caffeine induced mood

    I saw
    The beginning of the end
    At the bottom of my coffee cup

    I saw the dismal depressing deadly sight
    Of the whole universe

    Rising up in righteous revolution
    Fighting the evil denizens of the world

    They exploded
    Marching out of my coffee cup

    Down the street
    Fighting fierce fights

    They scream demented dreams
    Dreams of absolute freedom

    They rush and run, rant and rave
    Running from the atomic clouds of vengeance

    And I sit watching
    The world disintegrates in my coffee cup

    And I wonder what does it mean
    As I pour myself more coffee

    Coffee Desires

    I like my coffee
    Like I like my women
    Dark and Hot as hell,
    Yet delightfully heavenly sweat

    My daily hot coffee fix
    Sends Me to Heaven
    then Crashes into Hell

    God Drinks Coffee

    When I woke up yesterday
    I saw a naked old man
    Sitting in my chair

    Drinking my coffee
    Smoking my pipe

    I shouted at him
    Who in hell are you

    He replied
    Never in hell am I

    God replied

    Your coffee is good
    But not cosmic enough

    The we stood in the jungle
    Watching dinosaurs
    Making love

    God said
    They died you know
    When they tried to become like us

    My daily coffee fix
    Hot as hell, heavenly sweat
    My daily hot coffee fix
    Sends Me to Heaven
    then Crashes into Hell

    April 29 More Coffee Blues

    One morning as I drank my fake coffee
    I needed to go out and get a cup of real coffee

    The fake coffee just did not do the trick
    It tasted almost like the real thing

    But just did not have that kick
    And I needed it bad
    I needed the real coffee buzz

    I realized that I was a coffee addict
    I tried to just drink decafe

    But was boring
    And almost as bad as the fake coffee
    That I drank

    Caffeine was bad for me
    I knew it

    But I craved the rush
    Craved the intense buzz
    Craved the hyperactivity

    Kept me all day
    And caused me nightmares

    Sometimes for days on end
    I knew I could not handle it

    But like all addicts
    I needed my coffee buzz

    And so, I once more
    Drank my drug of choice

    And entered the coffee zone
    As I fried my brain
    With caffeine

    The last legal drug
    In neo-puritan America

    And I smiled as I gave in
    To the intoxicating smell
    And flavor of my coffee
    And surrender my free will

    And drank my coffee
    Waiting for the nightmares to come

    Author notes

    more coffee poems

    poems for poem a thon

    by Jake Aller on May 1, 2017.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Poems by Jake Cosmos Aller For Poem a Thon 2017
    JOHN (“JAKE”) COSMOS ALLER is a

    April 1 Berkeley California

    Growing up in the 60’s
    In Berkeley almost 50 years ago
    I think back
    At those turbulent times
    Those crazy wonderful times

    Berkeley is a wonderful place
    In many ways
    Stuck forever in 1967
    A true time travel experience

    Every time I go back
    And relive the memories
    Of the 60’s

    The 60’s never died
    They continue
    In college towns
    Across the world

    And Berkeley
    Remains the mecca
    Of the counter cultural revolution

    Many things have changed
    But the organic food revolution
    Became mainstream

    Marijuana spread out
    The sexual revolution
    Became mainstream

    So much of the world
    Is but a reflection
    Of the revolution of the 60’s

    And the conservative counter-revolution
    That we are still fighting
    So, I salute
    My homeland

    Berkeley
    The center of my universe

    April 2 Lithia Springs

    Staying at Lithia Springs
    Soaking in the healing waters

    Soaking my pains away
    Renewing my life

    Renewing my love
    As we both soak away

    As the pain of life go away
    And our love grows

    With each soaking session
    Life is good

    At the hot springs water
    Sooths us and smooth us

    And we fall in love
    Again and again

    April 2 Walls

    Trump wants a wall
    Between America and Mexico

    A wall against the southern hordes
    A wall based on fear and hate

    A wall to make America safe
    A wall to make America great again

    And yet I wonder
    Will his wall fall

    Like the Berlin wall
    And the great wall

    And all the other walls
    They all failed
    All of them

    Walls divide us
    Walls make us
    Into different tribes

    Between the pure
    And the impure

    St Reagan
    Said Tear Down this Wall

    Will future Presidents
    Tear down this begotten wall

    Or will it become a tourist attraction
    Another great wall
    Against barbarian hordes

    April 4 Changes

    I reflect upon my life
    As the sun comes up

    What could I have changed
    What would I have changed

    If I could go back in time
    What would I tell my earlier self

    What would I do differently
    And what have I learned

    The one thing
    that I would not have changed
    is meeting the women of my dreams

    the chance meeting on a bus
    that changed everything
    in a moment

    I met my fate
    That day on the bus

    And that is the end of the story

    April 5 Facing Life’s Challenges Together

    Woke up at 0 dark hundred
    Vowing to boldly go forth
    And face the challenges of the future
    Without fear

    Knowing that I have you there
    Makes all the difference in the world
    As we meet our fate

    Together
    Until the day we die

    April 6 Wagontire, Oregon
    1973

    In 1973, I went on a road trip
    With my father

    We left Berkeley to go to Yakima
    Where my father had a summer cabin

    He was a college professor
    And had July and August off

    And we spent the summers
    Every summer from 1968 to 1978

    Our whole dysfunctional family
    Our annual road trip to hell and back
    As we did not get along at all

    We decided to drive through Eastern Oregon
    Just my father and me
    Just for the hell of it

    The rest of the family was already there

    My father and I shared a travel lust
    One of the few things we shared

    This was one of our best trips
    We got along
    Which was unusual

    Normally our relationship
    Was fraught
    As we were so different

    We left Klamath Falls
    A real nothing burg in those days

    And headed east along highway 395
    As we entered the desert of eastern Oregon
    We entered a different world

    High mountain dessert
    Almost no one on the road

    Then we saw the sign
    Wagontire Oregon
    100 miles ahead

    99 miles ahead
    98 miles ahead

    We counted down the signs
    Miles after miles
    As we drove into the gathering dusk

    We speculated that Wagontire
    Must be a giant truck stop
    In the middle of no where

    We pulled into the town
    Nothing there but a gas station
    Motel and café

    We decided to stop
    Last gas for 100 miles
    According to the highway signs

    In the morning
    We chatted with the owner

    He was the sheriff, the fire chief
    The owner of the motel, gas station
    The only business in town

    And the only place open
    For one hundred miles

    I noticed a highway sign outside
    Welcome to Wagontire, Oregon
    Population 2 ½ humans 10 dogs, 50.000 sheep

    I asked the Sherriff
    Say who is the ½ human?

    My idiot son!

    And we left.
    200 miles later
    We finally left Eastern Oregon

    2016

    In 2016 my wife and I drove through Eastern Oregon
    As part of our epic cross country trip
    10, 000 miles
    31 states in three months

    On the way from Medford to Yellowstone
    We drove along highway 395

    The signs for Wagontire was gone
    And we drove through the town

    The motel was abandoned
    Nothing there at all

    And that sign was gone too

    I said I suppose the idiot son
    Never took over the business

    And we speculated about Wagontire
    And all other nothing burgs
    We drove through that summer

    Heart of Trump’s America
    True fly over country

    April 7  Watching Cats Hunt

    Early morning
    Watching two white cats
    Hunting a white dove

    The cats hunt in pairs
    Tracking the bird

    The bird flies away
    Safe for now

    And I think about the cats
    And the hunt goes on

    Such is life
    And the fate of cats
    And birds

    April 8  Landlord Blues
    I am a landlord
    Owner of property

    Here there and elsewhere
    Have been for years

    I have tenants
    and tenant issues galore

    I receive rent from the tenants
    it seems money grows on the proverbial tree

    but at times
    from time to time

    I hate being a landlord
    I suppose in my heart

    I am a socialist with a blending heart
    But my wife is comfortable as a landlord

    She calls me a hypocrite
    And a wild romantic goat
    Born under the sign of the goat

    And I call her a capitalist pig
    Born under the sign of the golden pig

    April 9 Pane e circus 2017 Redux

    By order of his excellency
    Emperor Donald the First

    The merciful,
    the Christian King of Kings
    The Sultan of Sultans
    The Emperor of North America

    Be it hereby decreed
    That the ancient honorable gladiator games
    Of the old Roman Empire
    Have been restored

    Each city in the Empire will host a team
    They will compete for the honor
    Of the national championship

    The games will start
    With fighting animals

    Fighting fish
    Roosters
    Cheetahs
    Tiger
    Bears
    Wolves
    And lions

    Then a man lion contest
    With a heretic thrown to the lions

    If he or she lives
    They will be pardoned

    Then then main games
    Six men/women teams compete

    Armed with swords, knifes, mace, clubs
    They fight until one man or women remans
    The victor of the game

    Those who are prisoners
    Can compete for their freedom
    And a full imperial pardon

    Let the games begin
    Long may the games reign
    In the new North America Empire

    Praise be to the Emperor
    Donald the First

    April 10 Long Live Emperor Donald the Ist

    Ladies and Gentlemen
    My fellow American citizens
    Greetings and salutations

    Today is a momentous day
    The old corrupt USA republic is no more
    The constitution that once protected us
    Has been overthrown and violated

    The barbarians at the gate
    Have taken over

    And ruined the once great land
    The last hope of the world

    And so, I had no choice
    But to kill the old rotten regime
    And restore American greatness

    To save democracy
    I must destroy it

    And so, starting today
    I will serve as the Emperor of North America

    I welcome Canada and Mexico
    And the Caribbean islands
    To join The North American Empire

    As we rebuild America
    Restoring American greatness
    And making us all proud again

    Proud subjects of the New American Empire
    May the Empire reign forever and a day
    Triumphant against all enemies

    And so, I take this burden
    Sadly, but gladly

    I will serve you
    As your Empire

    And my son Donald
    Will serve as our second emperor
    Once I pass from this world

    His son will serve as the third emperor
    And so on until the end of time

    And we will reign in our new capitol city
    Colorado Springs
    Until the end of time

    Washington will remain in our hearts
    As the capitol of the old Republic

    But the heirs of the Roman Empire
    Need a new Imperial Capitol

    And soon we will conquer Mars
    And expand our Empire to the Starts

    Long Live the Empire
    Long Live America

    Good night
    And may God Bless
    This great Empire

    April 11 3 Am Nightmares

    3 am

    The bewitching hour
    When the wild things come out
    And play

    And torture you
    With endless wild accusations
    And nightmarish visions

    As I toss and turn
    Trying to escape

    I look over at my wife
    And as always
    Repeat the mantra
    Everything will be alright

    And the wild things are banished
    To the dark corners of my mind

    And I recover my happiness
    And I smile
    As I look at the sleeping beauty

    Still the most beautiful women in the world
    Still the most alluring women in the world

    Still in love with her
    After 35 years

    The love gets stronger and stronger
    As she overcomes my despair

    And the sun comes up
    And I think to myself

    What a wonderful life I have
    With the women of my dreams

    April 12 Zombie Apocalypse

    Zombies to the right of me
    Zombies to the left of me
    Zombies ahead of me
    Zombies behind me

    Everywhere zombies galore
    The end of the world had become
    And the zombification of the world had begun

    Zombies to the right of me
    Zombies to the left of me
    Zombies ahead of me
    Zombies behind me

    No one knew when or where the first zombies appeared
    One moment zombies were just a collective figment of our deranged imagination
    The next moment we were all living in a zombie apocalypse nightmare

    Zombies to the right of me
    Zombies to the left of me
    Zombies ahead of me
    Zombies behind me

    Some said the zombies were created in a lab
    Released by mad scientists and the military
    Others said it was plague sent by God himself
    To punish mankind for tolerating evil and moral depravity

    Zombies to the right of me
    Zombies to the left of me
    Zombies ahead of me
    Zombies behind me

    The Christians and Muslims prayed
    But their prayers went unheard
    As they too soon became zombies

    Zombies to the right of me
    Zombies to the left of me
    Zombies ahead of me
    Zombies behind me

    The zombies hunted in packs
    Overwhelming their victims
    Killing most instantly
    But some they simply bit
    And turned them into fellow zombies

    Zombies to the right of me
    Zombies to the left of me
    Zombies ahead of me
    Zombies behind me

    The zombies did not attack one another
    They preferred living live flesh
    Human flesh but they ate everything they saw

    Zombies to the right of me
    Zombies to the left of me
    Zombies ahead of me
    Zombies behind me

    And so, I ran into the countryside
    With my fellow humans
    Hit out deep in the woods
    Hiding from zombies
    And crazed cannibal gangs alike

    Zombies to the right of me
    Zombies to the left of me
    Zombies ahead of me
    Zombies behind me

    The world ended that day
    And our nightmare world began

    Zombies to the right of me
    Zombies to the left of me
    Zombies ahead of me
    Zombies behind me

    April 13 Spring Doositsu for Angela Poem a Thon

    Waking up seeing you there
    Watching you as you wake up
    Fills me with such sweat desire
    Overcoming my mind

    I sit watching you all day
    Thinking of you all day long
    Wild erotic imaginings
    Love making to come

    That old blues song come to mind
    I just want to make love to you
    I just want to make love to you
    Nothing more than that that

    I end this morning with this thought
    You are still the most wonderful
    The most beautiful creature
    In the whole universe

    April 14 Love Jones

    I got the Love Jones, baby
    And it won’t leave me alone

    I got the Love Jones, baby
    And it won’t leave me alone

    I’ve been writing these love poems
    All day long

    And I have been dreaming
    Of all the ways, I could make love
    To my secret lover

    If only she will let me be

    If only she will open her heart
    And let me in

    Perhaps the love Jones
    Might leave me along

    But I got the love Jones
    Bad baby

    Can’t you tell?
    That the love Jones
    Has grabbed my Soul

    Twisted it up into little pieces
    And I need you
    To unravel the Love Jones

    I need you to answer the call
    Of the Love Jones Baby

    I need you
    To let me be free

    Of the spell
    Of the Love Jones

    I got the Love Jones
    Baby

    I got it bad
    And only you can
    Put a stop to the love Jones
    Baby

    Let me enter your life
    Put out the fire of desire

    Send the Love Jones packing
    And let me make sweat love to you

    Oh, Love Jones
    Go away

    Let me be in peace

    Love Jones
    Leave me be

    Baby
    I got the love Jones
    For you

    Can’t you see?
    What you do to me?

    I got the Love Jones
    Baby and it ain’t going away

    Until I get to make love to you

    Then perhaps this Love Jones
    Will leave me be
    Love Jones

    April 15 Kim Vs. Trump Twitter War -in memorial of Kim Il Sung’s the Great Leader’s Birthday

    President Kim, it is time that we cut the shit and cut a deal #Real Trump

    President Trump, it is impossible for us to cut a deal unless you agree to me keeping nukes # Kim Jong-un the Great

    President Kim, you know that if I want I can just make you disappear.  You can be wiped off the earth in a moment.  We know where you live #real Trump

    President Trump, we have a nuke with your name on it on a boat sailing up the Potomac and it will blow your ass up any day now so don’t fuck with us. #Kim Jong-un the Great

    Kim, your stupid Asian gook.  Let me break it down for yah You threaten the US you die and all the North Koreans go to hell. Is it worth it? #real Trump.

    Trump, you are so stupid. You are the worst excuse for a human being ever $ Kim Jong-un the Great

    Kim, you are the stupid mother fucker. I mean what’s up with that idiot haircut of yours?  $real Trump

    Trump I would not talk about hair, you orange haired mutant mother fucker.  #Kim Jong-un the Great

    Kim, it is all real baby and so are my wife’s boobs… #real Trump

    Trump, let’s cut the crap and get down to business.  How much will you pay us to get rid of the nukes?  #kimJongun the Great

    Kim, lets meet manor a mano and get it out on the table.  No nukes no chems no bioweapons and no more political prisoners to start with #realTrump

    Trump, we can discuss. If I can stay in power the rest is negotiable #Kim Jong un the great

    Finally, the two of you are talking sense. About time #Xi the President of China

    April 16 Why I am not a Christian Easter Thoughts

    On Easter Sunday, I often think about Christianity
    I don’t understand why anymore would believe such nonsense

    The essential story makes no sense
    An imaginary all powerful deity that no one has ever seen or heard
    Except for psychotic patients or Drug users
    Comes down to earth and impregnates a married woman

    Who has never had sex for some reason
    And her husband is okay with that
    Believes her wild story

    And still does not have sex
    Until after the baby is born

    Then there is total silence
    Nothing about Jesus’s childhood

    30 years later he emerges
    Preaching love, peace and brotherhood
    And denouncing the corrupt temple leaders
    And the Jewish leaders as well

    The miracles also don’t make any sense
    In the real world, you can’t turn fish into bread
    Can’t walk on water
    Can raise the dead etc. etc.

    Just does not happen
    In the world, we live in
    And has not happen since those ancient days

    Then the last supper makes some sense
    Jesus knows he is about to be betrayed

    But he does not confront Judas
    Does not run away
    Does not encourage his disciplines
    To run away with him

    The whole Jesus Mary M story
    Also, does not make sense

    Jesus must have been married
    Or he was gay

    There is no doubt
    Either way the story makes no sense

    The crucifixion is the only part of the story I buy
    Jesus was put to death because he was a rebel leader

    And the Romans tolerated no dissent
    To the Roman’s right to conquer and rule

    The rising from the dead stories
    All contradict one another

    And Jesus was either walking as a normal human being
    Or was a ghost

    The door was rent open as if by lightening
    Or not

    Finally, we have been waiting over 2, 000 years for his return
    You would think if the story is remotely true
    He would have turned up by now

    Except he has
    As many lunatics claim to be Jesus
    in the flesh

    all delusional of course
    and that is what I think of Christianity

    nothing but fairy tales and mass delusions
    surrounding a kernel of truth

    Love one again
    Treat each other right
    Don’t be consumed with greed

    But couldn’t that message
    Be made simpler
    Without all the associated nonsense?

    So, on this day I say
    Open your minds

    And discard the nonsensical elements of Christian thought
    And follow the true teachings of Jesus
    Even if you don’t believe in the imaginary man in the sky

    April 18 Spring Time in Oregon

    Spring has finally sprung in Oregon
    Escaping from the longer winter prison
    That has covered the land with snow

    They say that this winter
    Was a colder than normal winter
    Wetter than normal
    As the long drought finally ended

    As nature resumed its normal spring thaw
    I rejoice

    Seeing all the signs of spring
    Especially the sight of young beautiful women
    Shedding their winter clothes
    And walking about in the spring sunshine

    So wonderfully alive
    So, beautiful and sexy
    As they sashay about
    Here and there

    It makes me smile
    All day long

    Yes, I love Spring time
    Everywhere in the world

    But especially in Oregon
    My new found second home

    April 19 Cats

    Cats
    I often wonder about Cats
    What do they think of us

    It seems at time
    That cats think of humans
    As their slaves

    We exist to feed them
    To comfort them

    To save them from their enemies
    And to worship them

    Yes, cats are an alien species
    Totally different from humanity
    Detached, and almost evil

    If we ever encounter an alien civilization
    God help us if it’s a cat based civilization

    We would then be engaged
    In the epic mother of all wars

    As cats and humans would not get along
    The cats would think we were their slaves

    And we would resent and fear them
    And secretly worship their alien ways

    April 20 Secret Agency Man

    Secret agent man
    Where are you going?

    What do you know?
    And when did you know it?

    What dark secrets do you hide
    In your inner soul?

    Do you even have a soul anymore?
    Or has it been so compromised
    That there is nothing left?

    But lies, within lies with lies

    Do you even know the truth?
    Does the truth set you free?

    Or is the truth just another lie?
    That you tell yourself

    I’d like to know
    My secret agent man

    Perhaps someday you well tell me
    Your deepest darkest secrets

    And reveal what the government is hiding
    But perhaps I can’t handle the truth

    So, keep you secrets to yourself
    And let them die with you

    As you go to your grave
    Your secrets buried deep within
    Your corrupted soul

    Until the end of time
    Reveals all

    April 21 COSTCO People Watching

    I love my COSTCO
    I love going there to shop

    But most importantly
    I love people watching

    Looking at people as they walk by
    Wondering what their stories are

    And covertly checking out the beautiful girls
    As they walk on by

    And when they smile at me
    It makes my day

    Yes, I love my COSTCO
    And COSTCO Loves Me back

    Extracting my money
    From my wallet

    I go in for one simple thing
    And walk out having spent 500 dollars

    Yes, COSTCO has my number
    And loves me too
    Long Live COSTCO

    April 22 The Dogs of War are Howling

    The Dogs of War
    Have been set free
    Of their cage

    And are out
    Howling at the moon

    The Dogs of War
    Have been set free

    To wreck what havoc
    Might be

    Yes, the Dogs of War
    The Hell Hounds
    Have bound out of their cages

    Sniffed about
    And smiled

    At the destruction, they saw
    They knew soon

    They would be in their element
    As the world descends into chaos

    The Dogs of war
    Are at foot

    The chaos is upon us
    The evil grows and grows

    And dark noises are heard
    Here and there

    And the dogs of war
    Smiled

    They knew soon
    They would be in their element

    The war machine
    Came to life

    The plans came out of the books
    The military might be unleashed

    And the Dogs of war
    Smiled and howled at the moon

    And the rest of the world
    Shuddered
    At the thought of what was yet to be

    Satan on the other hand
    Was happy as can be

    With the evil shit
    That was going down

    He smiled
    Patted his hell hounds
    And told his dogs

    The war to end all wars
    Armageddon is upon us my friend

    Soon, mankind will know
    The face of absolute evil

    And they will love it
    When I take over

    The armies prepare
    The bombers prepare

    And the dogs of war
    Are happy
    Unleashed to do their mischief

    And soon millions may die
    And the pits of hell
    Will open

    And the judgement day
    May be upon us all

    Madness descends upon the land
    The fog of hate envelops us all

    And reason and civilization
    Fall away

    As the Dogs of War
    And their minions
    Take over the minds of man

    And the end of the world
    And the beginning of the end times
    Come upon us all

    The usual lies descend upon the world
    Kim Jong un is evil personified

    He must be destroyed over there
    Before he can destroy us over here

    The lies continue unabated
    And Kim plays along
    With each day unleashing another threat

    With Trump and his minions
    Responding in time

    Saying the time for talk is over
    The time for robust action is here

    The machinery of war
    Once unleashed
    Can’t easily be stopped

    There is a certain cruel logic
    That demands that the war go on

    And people die
    And people suffer

    And the US goes bankrupt
    Morally and fiscally

    And the evil that men do
    Goes on and on and on

    But the war machine must be fed
    The munitions makers must be paid

    As each million-dollar missile is launched
    Millions more are made

    And the corporations
    Think of the endless profits
    To be made

    Every time they kill
    With the war machines

    But who cares about the victims
    They are nothing but collateral damage

    Who cares about the soldiers
    Nothing but cannon fodder

    Who gives a damn
    About the dead
    They are dead and gone

    Just think about the profits
    Think about the profits

    Satan is happy
    The dogs of war are free at last

    April 23 Suburban Laundromat – thanks to Don Teeter for the inspiration from a FB posting

    Suburban Laundromat Scenes

    Suburban laundromat
    Anywhere USA

    I often go to a suburban laundromat
    Near my suburban apartment
    I can sit in my car

    Listen to jazz, classical or blues
    On my car’s radio

    And watch my machine
    Doing its suburban laundry duty

    Just spinning and spinning and cleaning
    Doing its thing its laundry thing

    The neighborhood is anywhere USA
    Strip malls, apartment houses, townhouses
    A fire station, a police station

    Banks, cell phone shops
    Restaurants from around the world

    At the parking lot’s edge
    As I approach I notice

    Gentlemen of the off-grid class
    Sitting among their Hogs
    Stoned off the semi legal weed
    Smiling at me
    With an I don’t give a fuck attitude
    That is somewhat contagious
    They tell stories
    Paranoid ramblings
    Containing a kernel of truth

    As they watch their clothes
    Like a hawk

    The clothes spin and spin and spin
    As the laundry machine does its laundry thing

    The machines don’t care about what we humans think
    They just do their duty as the man says

    Across the old run down boulevard
    The light rail line uses a right of way
    That dates to the mid 1850’s

    An old Indian game trail perhaps
    That the white man turned into the first road
    In these parts

    People come and go
    Some in cars
    Some on foot

    People from all over the world
    Speaking languages from everywhere
    But all understand English to some extent
    And many understand Spanish to some extent

    I feel everyone is united
    Chiefly by their transience

    And think back on old Latin saying
    Sic transit Gloria mundi
    And wonder if these are the end days

    And ask the laundry machine
    What does it think

    The laundry machine pauses
    Seems to think
    And looks at me

    Almost saying
    WTF do you think
    A laundry machine knows?

    And so, I gather my items
    Nod to the regulars

    Who interrupt their endless paranoid arguments
    Acknowledging my existence

    And I stumble back
    To my suburban apartment
    Truly paradise on earth

    April 24 I Want You Right Now

    I still want you
    More than anything else in life

    I want you
    I want you next to me

    I want you every moment
    Of every minute
    Of every day

    I need you in my life
    I need your wisdom
    I need your kindness
    I need your beauty

    I need your special wit
    And I need your ability
    To deal with this cruel world

    I need you to save me
    From the demons
    That haunt my Soul

    For you are my soul mate
    The only person

    Whoever completed me
    And made life worth living

    April 25 The Decline of America

    You see it everywhere
    The unmistakable signs

    That the decline of America
    Is in full swing

    And we have gone past the tipping point
    There is nowhere left to go
    But downward

    As the Empire begins to collapse
    Victim of imperial overreach
    Like all empires before

    The DC metro on a good day
    Is a broken-down remnant
    Of a once proud system

    The future of mass transit
    Its proponents said

    The interstate highway system
    Is falling apart day by day

    The cost of rebuilding America mounts
    And our politicians are afraid
    That it will costs trillions of dollars

    Just to prevent the US from collapsing
    Into third world irrelevance

    We have the world’s most expensive military
    A million dollars per missile

    And yet we can’t find the money
    To provide decent health care for all

    Bombs, and tax cuts for the wealthy
    Are the only things
    That the Republicans care about

    And the world looks in amazement
    At the clown boy President

    As he struts about
    Looking more and more
    Like some Banana Republic
    President for life

    With his family grabbing as much loot
    As they can
    From the federal government

    Before the coming revolution
    Overthrows them

    When did we start this decline?
    Some say 1960s started it
    Others say Nixon’s to blame

    Others claim that it was Carter’s fault
    Or Saint Reagan’s fault

    Or the other boy President GW Bush
    Or Obama the fake American’s fault

    Does it really matter
    All I know
    Is the America I knew

    The can do anything country
    Is alas no more

    And I morn for our lost liberties
    Our lost sense of purpose

    Our lost sense that America
    Was the last great hope of Mankind

    And still I wonder
    Can America be made great again?
    As our President Trump proclaims

    The end times approaches
    Nuclear war is talked about

    Another missile crisis
    And instead of JFK leading the country
    We have Donald John Trump

    The one and only
    The greatest con man
    To ever get elected

    And I fear the end is in sight
    As America begins its decline

    Will we be one country
    Or will we erupt into a civil war

    The right claims that the left has started it
    And the left claims that the right has started it

    And both sides claim that the civil war
    Is inevitable
    A fight for the future of our country

    And so, it goes
    The decline of empires

    And I pray
    That I may survive
    The end of times

    April 27 Life is Wonderful

    This morning I woke up
    Always a good thing
    At age 61

    I looked out my window
    And saw a bright blue sky
    Nice Spring time weather

    Not a frown in the sky
    Not a cloud to hide
    The bright late April Sun

    I looked over
    And saw her there

    As always
    The nighttime anxieties fade away
    And I realize once again

    Everything will be okay
    If she is with me

    And I said to myself
    What a wonderful day

    April 28 Sandwich Choices

    There are so many choices to be had
    When ordering a sandwich

    What kind of bread
    What kind of meat or any meat
    What kind of cheese or any cheese
    Whether to have sprouts or not
    Whether to have a pickle or not

    Whether to go with a classic peanut butter
    And something sandwich

    I loved peanut butter sandwiches
    As a kid

    Peanut butter and sweat pickles were my favorite
    Peanut butter and banana is good also

    Peanut butter and strawberry jam
    What a delightful memory

    My current favorite
    Is a BLT with sprouts, avocado, and kosher dill pickles?
    Heirloom red tomatoes one slice per each half
    Avocado one half per each half
    One half pickle on each half
    Bacon cooked just right – well done but not black
    Sprouts and lettuce just right
    Timamook Yellow smoked cheder cheese
    On each half

    On Gluten Free bread
    with chipotle mayo
    And Dijon mustard

    Cut in half

    Truly a sandwich made in heaven
    And bacon makes everything
    Taste so damn nice

    And God if you are reading this poem
    You had better prepare them for me
    Or Heaven will not be worth it

    Does Satan serve BLT sandwiches
    I wonder

    Probably not
    Probably you become the bacon
    In his hell sandwiches

    April 29 More Coffee Blues

    One morning as I drank my fake coffee
    I needed to go out and get a cup of real coffee

    The fake coffee just did not do the trick
    It tasted almost like the real thing

    But just did not have that kick
    And I needed it bad
    I needed the real coffee buzz

    I realized that I was a coffee addict
    I tried to just drink decafe

    But was boring
    And almost as bad as the fake coffee
    That I drank

    Caffeine was bad for me
    I knew it

    But I craved the rush
    Craved the intense buzz
    Craved the hyperactivity

    Kept me all day
    And caused me nightmares

    Sometimes for days on end
    I knew I could not handle it

    But like all addicts
    I needed my coffee buzz

    And so, I once more
    Drank my drug of choice

    And entered the coffee zone
    As I fried my brain
    With caffeine

    The last legal drug
    In neo-puritan America

    And I smiled as I gave in
    To the intoxicating smell
    And flavor of my coffee
    And surrender my free will

    And drank my coffee
    Waiting for the nightmares to come

    April 30 Rambling Man -Where Do I Belong?
    I have been a rambling man
    All my adult life

    Grew up in Berkeley, California
    Went to College in Hayward and Oberlin

    During my lost year
    Lost in a fog of booze and pot

    Then I came back to reality
    And went to college

    In Stockton, California
    The central Valley

    Ohio transplanted to California
    Then after four years in Stockton

    With extended weekends
    and breaks in Berkeley

    I became an expatriate wanderer
    Peace Corps worker in Korea

    Then taught ESL in Korea
    For four years

    Occasionally returning to my home
    But always wanting to be elsewhere

    Then back to Korea

    And then Seattle for four years
    Driving back and forth to the bay area
    Stopping off in Southern Oregon

    Eventually bought a house and duplex
    In Southern Oregon

    Vaguely thinking we would retire there
    Some day when my rambling ways were over

    Then back to Korea for three more years
    Then I joined the Foreign service

    And my wife the military
    And I wandered the world again

    Always somewhere
    Always dreaming of my next somewhere

    Never there
    As I was a permanent expat

    And a diplomat to boot
    Never a local

    But never really felt I belong there
    Or in the America
    That was becoming more and more
    A foreign land
    The longer I stayed away

    I stayed on in DC for almost ten years
    Off and on
    But never really felt that I belong there

    I was too West Coast in my heart
    And DC seemed to be

    Just a place to stay
    In between travels

    Stayed in Thailand
    Then later India
    And Eastern Caribbean
    And later Spain

    Traveled to 45 countries
    Lived in ten

    And now I am retired
    Still torn between

    living the expat life
    In Seoul, Korea

    And returning to the West Coast
    And occasionally back to DC
    and Florida as well

    And I wonder
    Where do I belong

    Where do I belong
    Other than wherever
    My wife and I end up

    Neither here nor there
    Half way there

    And so is that my fate
    Never to really belong

    Never to have roots in the ground
    Always wanting to be somewhere else

    Always a stranger in my native land
    And a stranger in my other home
    Across the sea

    There is no answer to these questions
    As the rambling urge comes again

    And I prepare to move yet again
    Hoping someday I will be

    Somewhere where I can stop
    These rambling blues
    And really be there

    Author notes

    these 30 poems were written for the Triferta journal April poem a thon contest

    Wagontire oregon 1973, 2016

    by Jake Aller on April 9, 2017.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    In 1973, i went on a road trip
    With my Father

    We left Berkelely to go to Yakima
    Where my father had a summer cabin

    He was a college professor
    And had July and August off
    And we spent our summers

    Every summer from 68 to 78
    In that mountain cabin

    Our whole dysfunctional family
    Our annual trip to hell and back
    And we did noot get along at all

    We decided to drive through Eastern Oregon
    Just my Father and me
    Just for the hell of it
    The rest of the family was already there

    My Father and i shared a travel lust
    Loved to go to new places
    One of tbe few things we shared

    This was one of our best trips
    We actually got along
    Which was unusual

    Normally our relationship
    Was fraught with tension
    As we were so different

    We left Klamath falls
    A real noting burg in those days
    And headed east along highway 395

    As we entered the desert  of eastern oregon
    We entered a different world

    High mountain  desert
    Almost no one on the road

    Then we saw the sign
    Wagontire oregon
    100 miles ahead
    99 miles
    98 miles

    We counted down the signs
    Mile after mile
    As we drove into the gsthering dusk

    We speculated that wagontire
    Must be a giant truck stop
    An oasis in the desert
    In the middle of no where

    We pulled into town
    Nothing but a gas station
    Motel and cafe

    We decided to  stop
    Last gas for 100 miles
    According to the highway sign

    In the morning
    We chasted with  the owner
    He was the sherrif fire chief

    Owner  of the motel gas station
    The  only business in town

    And the only place open
    For one hundred miles

    I noticed a sign outside
    Welcome to  wagontire, oregon
    Population 2 1/2 humans 10 dogs
    200000 sheep

    I asked tge sherrif
    Who is the half human

    He said my idiot son

    And we left
    200 miles
    We finally left eastern oregon

    2016

    In 2016 my wife and i drove through eastern oregon
    As part of our epic cross country trip

    31 states 100000 miles in three months

    On the way from n
    Medford  to yellowstone
    We drove along highway 395
    40 years since my trip with my father

    The signs for wagontire were gone
    As we drove through the town

    The motel was abandonded
    Nothing there at all

    The motel was in ruins
    Just another  ghost town

    And that sign was gone too
    Just a small sign saying
    Wagontire oregon

    We speculared about wagontire
    And all the other nothing burgs
    We drove through that summer

    Heart of Trump’s forgoten America
    Fly over country

    Author notes

    Reflections on my visit to wagontire oregon in 73 and 2016

    Landlord blues

    by Jake Aller on April 9, 2017.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    I am a landlord
    Owner of property

    Here, there and elswhere
    Have been for years

    I have tenants
    And tenant  issues galore

    I receive rent from  the  tenants
    It seems that money grows
    On the proverbial tree

    But  at times
    From time to time

    I hate being a landlord
    I suppose  in my heart

    I am a socialist with with a bleeding heart
    But my wife is comfortable as an landlord

    She calls me a hypocrite
    And a wild romantic goat
    Born under the sign  of the  goat

    And i call her a capitalist  pig
    Born under the sign of the golden pig

    Author notes

    Poem 8 for poem a thon

    Watching cats hunt april 7th

    by Jake Aller on April 9, 2017.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Early morning
    Watching two white cats
    Hunting a white dove

    The cats hunt in pairs
    Tracking the bird

    The bird flies away
    Safe for now

    As I think about the cats
    The hunt goes on

    Such is life
    And the fate of cats
    And birds

    Author notes

    Poem 7th for april poem athon

    Spring Time on Capitol Hill

    by Jake Aller on April 5, 2017.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Sitting on a bench
    In Lincoln Park

    Heart of Capitol Hill
    Beating heart of the Empire
    On a warm Spring Day

    Watching the Cherry trees
    Watching Me

    Wondering what thoughts
    They must have heard
    The things they have seen
    Over the years

    But they are quiet
    They do not say a word
    As I fall into my spring time dreams
    Sitting on that bench

    Seeing the children and dogs play
    Looking at Spring flowers
    And pretty women
    As they stroll by
    Hearing the sounds of the city
    As I dream of my past life
    Memories of places and people

    I said to myself
    What a wonderful life

    Author notes

    written on capitol hill on a nice spring day

    ghosts from world war 11

    by Jake Aller on January 30, 2017.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Ghosts from World War Two
    12-17 2013 5 am
    I am walking through a crowded rural trail in rural France.  With a start I realize I am walking through a world war 11 graveyard. The graves have released the dead and the dead are walking trying to communicate but they are merely ghostly images of the dead soldiers.  Millions of them lost wandering about and when they see me they beseech me to help them find their lost loves and I tell them that I cannot help them that they are dead and then they cry and the anguished sounds of the dead and dying soldiers fill the air and the room is filled with the sounds and terrors of the long ago battle.  The scene shifts a bit and I am marching into battle with them before they had died and realize that the end is coming but there is nothing I can do but watch the coming of death and watch with horror the death of my new best friends.  Then the scene clears the ghosts smile and say, “see that’s what happened to us.  Please tell the world to not do this again.  Please end the war everywhere. Please Please Please… “And I promise and wake up feeling that I had made a commitment but to whom and what I knew not.

    Author notes

    from my dream journals

    Everything will be all right

    by Jake Aller on January 30, 2017.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Everything Will Be All Right, Everything Will Be All Right
    12-12-2013 4:30 am
    In the midst of my gloomy thoughts
    Of the endless nightmare
    Of my endless despair

    I looked over
    And saw my wife
    Sleeping peacefully away
    And I hugged her
    And felt something stir in me

    I heard an angel’s voice
    Saying “everything will be all right, everything will be all right”

    And then I saw her wake up
    Smiling at me

    And a chorus of angels filled the room
    Singing “everything will be all right, everything will be all right”

    And I smiled
    And she went back to sleep
    The angelic chords faded away

    And the darkness that had infected my soul
    Began to recede back into the dark corners
    From which it sprung

    And I smiled
    And chanted alongside the angelic choir

    Everything will be all right
    Everything will be all right

    And I knew it would be
    As long as I had her by my side

    And I smiled
    And got up

    Knowing that I had defeated
    The darkness once more

    And I was ready
    To face the dawning day

    Everything will be all right

    Author notes

    feeling at 4 am

    where do you and I begin?

    by Jake Aller on January 30, 2017.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Where Do You and I Begin Love

    I woke up one day and realized
    I no longer knew
    where you and I began

    and where you and I ended
    we had become almost one

    We talked in half sentences
    Knowing what the other wanted
    and knowing how it would end

    We ate the same foods with some resistance
    because I still crave an old fashioned American meal
    but still we were becoming more and more the same

    and I was scared of loosing myself
    In your embrace

    and becoming you
    and you becoming me

    and this fear of losing me
    in the ocean of us
    overwhelms me at time

    but I know that I will always
    Return to your arms

    because I cannot live
    A moment without you at my side

    and I know you are the same
    we feel each other’s inner pain
    we feel each other’s outer pain

    and our history has merged
    into one

    and is that the secret
    of a long marriage?

    Have I figured it all out
    in the end does it come to this?
    a merging of two souls and two bodies?

    I don’t have the answers
    But I don’t have any more doubts
    or regrets at the path I have taken

    I still look forward
    to waking up each

    Seeing you there
    and knowing that everyday

    we have together
    is a gift that I will cherish
    Until my dying breath

    Author notes

    more reflections on marriage

    the storm is coming

    by Jake Aller on January 30, 2017.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    The Storm is Coming
    January 3, 2012

    I see a dangerous storm brewing in America
    I hear the dangerous creeping sounds
    I see on TV

    The grinning masses
    The lies

    the politicians dancing on the grave
    of freedom

    I fear the growing power
    The power of the intolerant ones
    The power of their mightily wave

    the coming of fascism
    the coming of neo-Hitlerism

    The coming of war
    To consume us all

    This time
    No one will save us

    from the evil that surrounds us
    God they say is on our side

    and the darkness gathers hold
    the evil slips out
    The madness begins again

    and those who see the light
    those who know the right
    and drowned out by the might

    Might makes right
    In the end
    Does it matter
    as slavery descends upon us all
    the 1 percent have their revenge
    The rest of us don’t matter

    We are mere cogs
    In the wheel

    and always have
    and always will

    That is God’s will
    and who are we to disagree
    with the word of God

    and so I and my fellows
    are marched off to our doom

    resistance is futile
    resistance is futile
    resistance is futile

    Author notes

    thoughts about our new president

    Chains that Bind Us

    by Jake Aller on January 30, 2017.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Chains that Bind Us
    January 2, 2012

    I realize that my love for you
    Is like a chain of steel

    Unbreakable
    Tough as nails

    and yet as your love entangles me
    I realize that I embrace my imprisonment
    and don’t want to venture out of my cell

    Made of our years together
    bit by bit we have become entangled

    Where I end and you begin
    Hopelessly enter tangled

    Even if I wanted to break free
    I could not

    For I am you and you are me
    and my fate is in your hands

    and so I relax
    and decide to just

    Enjoy the ride of my life
    as we move towards the final moments

    together as we have always been
    Inseparable, merged into one being

    Starting at each other
    wondering who is that person
    Of eternal mystery

    That has so captured my soul
    and imprisoned it in her love

    And I smile thinking of your love
    and the endless pleasure it has brought me
    and the endless pain that I have endured

    Just to be next to you
    and part of you

    Until the day I die
    and we meet in the next world

    Author notes

    reflections on 37 years of marriage

    enemy of the people

    by Jake Aller on January 29, 2017.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Enemy of the People

    My name is Jake Lee.  It is 2055 and this is the story of how I became an enemy of the people.  At the time the story began last winter I was a high-school senior who had a part-time job as a janitor/city street cleaner in Berkeley, California.  I was preparing to take my mandatory tests soon and am worried about my future as my grades don’t seem to be that high.  I didn’t want to be swept away into the army as a military conscript to fight overseas in one of the many wars that seem to happen all the time, but I would do my duty as the propaganda signs across the street proclaim.

    It was 12 noon and I decided to skip school that afternoon and do some reading.  But, I needed to go have lunch first and I needed some money for the bus-subway.  So I go looking for my sister who works for the bus company.  She might be able to comp me a free ticket if her boss is not looking too hard.  Besides it was lunch time.  I wanted to find a new Chinese restaurant for lunch.

    Berkeley was filled with Chinese, Koreans, Japanese, Vietnamese, Indians, Pakistanis and other Asians as was the entire State of California which was about ½ Mexican, ¼ Asian and ¼ white with some native peoples and a few blacks as well.  Most of the blacks had long since left California and moved back to the Deep South which was now majority black.  Most of the country was majority non-white except for the Mountain states which were almost all white.  Most whites thought that they would be selected for college, and after military service as an officer, corporation or senior government service.

    Some of us though were unfortunate to be mixed race and in our Pure Republican Country only Whites could aspire to management positions.  Everyone else – well there was always need for cannon fodder for the military, and the county government had a large work force for projects like the endless urban renewal that was to create better cities but just seem to create more luxury housing and fewer options for the 70% of the population who were minority or poor (and that was most of the minorities and lots of whites and almost all the mestizos as we had started calling ourselves.)  And there were hundreds of small, illegal business everywhere serving the majority of the population who could not afford to shop in the fancy shopping malls that ring the edges of the cities. Thus most of the population worked from time to time in one small establishment or another for low wages, under the table cash payments, and occasionally worked for free to pay off debts or to pay for hospital treatments.  Medical insurance = forget about it.  Only white people received it.

    I was part Cherokee, part black, part Spanish, part German and Irish and looked it.  I was tall, thin, with dark skin, but intense blue eyes.  Some suggested a career in the movies/TV where that pan-ethnic look was perfect for roles as villains.  But I wanted to be a leading man and that would never happen as I was not “Aryan”.

    Funny how that term had come back in fashion about a decade after the Department of Homeland Security had taken over the government and dissent was effectively outlawed.  Sure the constitution was the law of the land and the bill of rights were paid lip service to but everyone knew the limits of free speech and the media were owned by the corporations.  No free papers existed anywhere except in cyberspace and those were always monitored and shut down when they got too far from the “mainstream.”  And anyone foolish enough to read them risked being picked up by the new Gestapo – the Homeland Security’s Internal Security Police.  And funny, how that word, Gestapo had also come back in fashion.

    I had recently begun to read history but not the official propaganda they subjected to us in school.  This worried my parents who had grown up in the old world and remembered what really happened.  My father if he was good and drunk would regale us with stories of the old days and curse the National American Republican Party for turning the US into a dictatorship of the rich for the rich.  Only white people who owned property whose parents were members of the old Republican Party could vote or hold office.  If any of your ancestors were minorities, or were homosexuals, or were atheists or were members of something called the Democratic party, you would be labeled as “Politically Unreliable,” (“PU”) – and forever denied access to higher education, a good job, decent housing but you still could enlist in the military as they always needed people, including minorities, and “PU” people.

    According to the official history, the NARP had come to power about 50 years ago after the collapse of communism which led to the growth of Islamic terrorists.  The terrorists were determined to destroy liberty and freedom for the White Race.  They were destroyed in a series of wars around the world and peace, freedom and liberty were renewed for the United States of America.  The US now consisted of the old USA and part of Canada (which had always been part of the USA according to the official history).  Mexico was one of our enemy nations and controlled most of Latin America along with Brazil.  Chilitina was a lone outpost of White Christendom in the South and we were always fighting either Mexico or Brazil over some insult or another.  According to the official history, the USA under the glorious leadership of the NARP always won after a quick and short military police action against the Catholic Roman-Islamic controlled forces of evil.

    Canada had a rump state known as KZY Republic which was filled with crazies, drug taking freaks and free thinkers.  The USA government had surrounded it with tanks and troops and had it contained but for the most part left it alone.  There was a substantial underground of KZY supporters in the USA.  They maintained that the KZY republic was the last real free republic left on earth and they had recruiters looking for new people to join them in revolution.  I had met one of those recruiters and was on my way to lunch to join him and some of my high school friends.  Hence the search for a new Chinese restaurant (Chinamen were known for being KZY sympathizers).

    Quebec was also an independent nation, but was allied with Mexico and we had to invade it every so often as they keep shipping arms to the Mohak and other native people who had become terrorists demanding that the White Man be kicked out of the Continent.

    Europe was split between the New European Federation of old Russia, the former Soviet states, which resembled the USA – run by the Russian Slavic Peoples Party, dedicated to promoting the interests of the White Slavic nation against its Islamic enemies – and Germany, France, and Italy.  Scandinavian were independent countries after the NATO and EU fell apart.  Official history says that the old structures were unworkable and that there was a popular desire for freedom from the corrupt bureaucrats.  Germany and Italy were friendly countries run by their version of the NARP.

    France was one of our enemy countries.  The UK was now known as the British Empire and controlled most of Africa, and parts of SE Asia.  The UK was run by their version of the NARP.  The NARP even had an international union of democratic republican parties which met every year to coordinate policies, but the USA was always in charge.  Funny how that works too.

    China was the dominant player in Asia and was sometimes with us, sometimes against us.  Korea, Japan, Vietnam were controlled by China.  Indonesia, Malaysia, and Singapore were allied with the UK.  India dominated the South Asian republics and was allied with the US although their Hindu-nationalist grated on some in the Christian community in the USA.

    That’s the world I live in middle part of the 21st century.  As you can see I don’t fit in – I am not pure white, my ancestors were Political Suspect on both sides, I grew up in the projects in Berkeley, which still has a reputation as being out of touch with mainstream America, and I did not go to church.  There is only one church left in the USA.

    The American Patriotic Church of Jesus.  This church according to the official history came about in the early 60’s as a revolt against the attempt of the secular humanists to destroy Christendom.  The Secular humanists were defeated around 2010 when the NARP declared the end of the corrupt old republic.  Since then we have lived in peace, and happiness under the enlighten leadership of the NARP.  Elections still happened every couple of years but who cared?  No one I knew could vote.  But the media still made it a huge farce.

    The real history says that the American Patriotic Church of Jesus was founded by the NARP as a means of keeping the Christian community in line.  It brought together the conservative evangelist churches and put them under the control of the Southern Baptist Convention which renamed itself the APCJ.  They self-appointed an American Church leader to serve as the “anti-pope.”  The APCJ declared it to be the savior of white Christendom and was constantly on war with the Catholics, and the “unchurched.”

    Catholics, free thinkers, Jews, Buddhists, Hindus and Muslims are still free to worship but if you openly proclaim you belong to a minority faith you will be labeled PU and find yourself in lots of trouble, for yourself and your children.  These alternative churches are not allowed to advertise, use the mass media, have schools, or own property.  Members of their clergy are also not exempt from the occasional mandatory military service that most men face, nor are they allowed to have a salary from the church.  They are essentially unpaid part-time priests.  And it is amazing that there are any of them left given the constant anti-minority faith propaganda in the mainstream media and TV.

    Being a Muslim is particularly dangerous as most of the Mideast is controlled by radical Islamic states who have vowed to destroy the modern world.  They bomb things here and there and there are always crackdowns.  The Muslims tend to live in ghettos along with the Mexicans, Blacks, Asians, PU whites and mestizos.  I live in a ghetto called West Berkeley.  I am one of the few blue eyed chaps around.  I have had to learn to fight from my first birthday and now I have a grudging respect for being a tough mother fucker and for being a brilliant speaker and thinker.  That gets me in trouble at school where they want people to learn the party line and not question things.  I have been threatened with being shipped off to rededication through labor camps every week.  I have not yet gone and I think these camps in the dessert are mostly empty now.  Few people openly discuss their hatred of the NARP; you never knew who was an informer or a true believer.  Funny how it worked, even though the NARP was openly hostile to minorities and to dissidents, there were still people in the Ghetto who were supportive of the NARP.  Why I never knew.  Like I said, no one ever wanted to discuss these things openly as who knew was listening.  And bugs were everywhere except deep in the heart of the Ghetto.  They had other kinds of bugs to deal with if you know what I mean.

    Life for the majority of the population is difficult – housing is lousy, few can afford private cars, crime in the ghetto is violent and rampant and often random as angry people go off for no apparent reason.  Most people have been to numerous funerals by the time they turn 18.  The authorities are simply not concerned with crime in the ghetto; rather they are terrified the chaos will spread to “real America” where the white minority lives very well indeed.

    In real America you live in gated communities with servants who are not paid much.  You have private schools, and you will be going to college now that college admission is reserved for white people and rich foreigners.  No minorities other than rich foreign Asians and foreign Europeans are allowed to attend college.  If you are minority, or PU – forget about it; although they do admit 1 percent of their student body from among the minority communities to promote diversity.  But those Uncle Toms as we call them are usually the sons or daughters of some servant to some rich asshole and who knows what they had to do to get their child into one of the diversity admissions slots.

    In the real America, Fathers and Mothers both work hard in huge offices downtown and in suburban office parks.  The middle class commute by trains that are too expensive for the majority of the population who commute by bus, or walk the streets.  The upper class commutes by limo driven by drivers who are all minority members.

    The biggest problem the rich face is finding reliable help as all domestic helpers must pass stringent security screening and most of the population would fail a polygraph when asked, “Do you loyally support the government of the American National Republican Party?” And finding a minority member of the party – forget about it.  Only whites are allowed.

    Every so often a white person falls from grace as the local saying has it and ends up in the Ghetto.  It is usually because they meet up with a KZY recruiter, or read suspect literature or ask inconvenient questions.  They end up losing their college scholarship and are subject to immediate drafting into the army.  The army is all minority or PU and they hate the draftee white boys and torment them and sometimes frag them.  The officers are all white but lower middle class white and usually are sympathetic to the troops and hate the draftees as well.

    Lower middle class whites live a difficult life – housing is expensive as the rich own most of it.  The rental units available usually front the Ghetto or are in the ghetto and white people are afraid of the Ghetto or Chinatown.  And for good reason I might add.  One of the favorite past times in the Ghetto is harassing the white people who wonder into the Ghetto on business or to buy drugs or illicit sex.  Yeah, drugs and sex outside of marriage are illegal as hell in “real America” but are everywhere in the ghetto.  And funny how some guys are still lusting after homosexual sex even though that is trees maximum illegal squared in the “Real America.”  Supplying drugs and sex to the tourists is big business in the Ghetto or Chinatown. Funny how that has not changed since the old days either.

    Chinatown has decent Chinese restaurants for the tourists, but these are all on the edge of Chinatown.  Most of Chinatown is off limits to non-Asians.  Chinatown occupies most of old Oakland as the SF Chinatown was closed down when SF became an enclave for white people.  East Oakland was now known as the Mission East and was all Mexican or mestizos.  West Berkeley, where I live, is mostly black, Mexican, Asian, Mestizos, and PU whites.  Richmond is all black.  Albany is lower middle class white, with some minorities living there as well.  The Berkeley, Richmond and Oakland hills are all rich white enclaves, heavily guarded by the police who check ID’s of all minority visitors.  The students live in huge guarded dormitories near the campus.  Off campus housing is for the grad students and junior faculty.  The University and the city exist in an uneasy truce with the University behind a huge gate.

    I meet up with my sister, Inga.  She is happy to see me but worried that my developing interests in the real history as it is called will get me into serious trouble and her family as well.  She is only a few years older than me and already has children.  Her husband is also mestizos as marriage is prohibited across racial lines.  Having sex with white women is considered rape and the penalty is public execution.  Once a week there are executions carried out on TV.  These programs are among the highest rated programs.  They always start off with a clip from the trial, a short reenactment of the crime, and pronouncement by the judge. Local politicians line up to be on the show to re-read the pronouncement, followed by the execution – usually by firing squad.  Funny thing though – the criminals are all minorities and the judges all white and the crimes were all committed in white areas. The ghetto is filled with violent criminals but the police never show up after you call in the crime.  So we have our own courts and the real violent mother fuckers are usually stomped to death after a quick trial by some of the elders.  I have participated in such trials and have served as an executioner’s assistant.

    I leave my sister with my weekly bus pass, and two tidbits of info – there is new Chinese restaurant that is both good and cheap, and my friend Ricky is urgently looking for me.

    I go to Ricky’s house and find the door open.  Ricky is 6 feet 4 inches tall and works out every day.  He is in the football team which is one of the few avenues left for minority men to make it big in the real world. – Though salaries are way down since they liberalized importing athletes from other countries.  The day of multi-million dollars’ salaries are long gone.  But then tickets are still cheap now a day although going to the stadium is usually difficult as they are located in the white areas and public transit sucks in that part of the city.  The whites all have cars or drivers.  Only the poor take the bus. And the police look askance at any minority person who manages to get to the game anyway.  The audiences for the games is mostly white, the poor watch on TV or don’t pay attention anymore.

    Anyway I digress.  I walked in on Ricky and find him tied up, with his father, mother and sister all tied up.  Five mean looking white men in black suites are beating them up asking for information about me! Jake.  Ricky sees me and motions me to get the fuck out.  I jump out the window moments before it is blown away by a military issued AKZ.  I think perhaps the fact that I am becoming known as an advocate of the real history is starting to piss off the NARP’s private army known as the Defenders of the Truth.

    The “Defenders of the Truth” don’t officially exist and are not paid for by the government or the party.  Right.  They are just local white people who get it in their head that they have to go chase down and terrorize upidity minorities and dissidents from time to time.  And of course they did not take orders from the Gestapo either as the DT did not exist and never existed either.  I did not want to wait around and find out what they wanted from me or even if they really existed.  I mean I saw with my own eyes that they were mean mother fuckers and were beating Ricky’s family to death.  I knew if stuck around, it would not be good for my karma or my health.  And I did not want to be drafted into the army or find myself in a reeducation camp, even if they also did not exist.

    I can’t go home so I wander into Chinatown which is well known as a no go zone for white people.  I reach the restaurant and tell them of my troubles.  They assure me that they will help me.  They feed me and offer me a job as a runner – a passer of information and underground lotto results.  A lucrative but somewhat dangerous job.  You can’t trust the electronic medium as everything is bugged.  You can’t trust phone calls, cells, the net.  The only way to get confidential messages across is to hire a messenger boy.  We ride around town on cool bikes and are usually allowed in white zoned areas as the white owned businesses use us a lot as they don’t trust the government at times.  Why I can’t figure out – they own the god damned government after all.

    The advantage: it is off the books, tax free, and allows me to say goodbye to my former life as a future slave in the new world order of the NARP.

    The disadvantage: I will now belong forever to the Ghetto and never be able to escape my fate as a member of the disadvantaged majority.  So I vow to make the most of it, and read as much as I can, and maybe light out for the KZY republic if things get too hairy.  Mr. Chen, the Chinese owner of my new restaurant says he can get me on the underground railroad to KZY but only if I work for him for a year or two.

    I say, why not?  What else do I have to do? I mean it ain’t as if I was born a rich white boy living in the “Real America” just outside the Ghetto.

    The New American National Republic Party Rules Forever
    My name is no one, but you can call me JC.  It is 2055 and this is the story of how I became an enemy of the people.  At the time the story began last winter I was a high-school senior who had a part-time job as a janitor/city street cleaner in Berkeley, California.

    I was preparing to take my mandatory tests soon and am worried about my future as my grades don’t seem to be that high.  As a non-white from a politically suspect but, my options were quite limited.
    I could get into college if my scores were super high and I qualified for a “diversity” scholarship but that was not realistic = less than 1 percent were awarded per year.
    I could find a job working for a corporation but these were limited and the competition was fierce.
    I could disappear into the underground economy working for illegal corporations doing quasi legal jobs and making just about starvation wages.
    Perhaps I could make it in the entertainment business as everyone says I have the perfect “pan ethnic look” to play a villain on TV or the movies.  And I tried out for drama at high school and got a part and had the acting bug already.
    Or I could be swept up into the military. I didn’t want to be swept away into the army as a military conscript to fight overseas in one of the many wars that seem to happen all the time, but I would do my duty as the propaganda signs across the street proclaim.

    It was 12 noon and I decided to skip school that afternoon and do some reading.  But, I needed to go have lunch first and I needed some money for the bus-subway.  So I go looking for my sister who works for the bus company.  She might be able to comp me a free ticket if her boss is not looking too hard.  Besides it was lunch time.  I wanted to find a new Chinese restaurant for lunch.

    Berkeley was filled with Chinese, Koreans, Japanese, Vietnamese, Indians, Pakistanians and other Asians as was the entire State of California which was about ½ Mexican, ¼ Asian and ¼ white with some native peoples and a few blacks as well.  Most of the blacks had long since left California and moved back to the Deep South which was now majority black.  Most of the country was majority non-white except for the Mountain states which were almost all white.
    Most whites thought that they would be selected for college, and after serving in the military service as an officer, end up working for the corporations, the church or senior government service.

    Some of us though were unfortunate to be mixed race and in our Pure Republican Country only Whites could aspire to management positions.  Everyone else – well there was always need for cannon fodder for the military, and the county government had a large work force for projects like the endless urban renewal that was to create better cities but just seem to create more luxury housing and fewer options for the 70% of the population who were nonwhite And there were hundreds of small, illegal business everywhere serving the majority of the population who could not afford to shop in the fancy shopping malls that ring the edges of the cities. Thus most of the population worked from time to time in one small establishment or another for low wages, under the table cash payments, and occasionally worked for free to pay off debts or to pay for hospital treatments.  Medical insurance = forget about it.  Only white people received it.

    I was part Cherokee, part black, part Spanish, part German and Irish and looked it.  I was tall, thin, with dark skin, but intense blue eyes.  Some suggested a career in the movies/TV where that pan-ethnic look was perfect for roles as villains.  But I wanted to be a leading man and that would never happen as I was not “Aryan”.

    Funny how that term had come back in fashion about a decade after the Department of Homeland Security had taken over the government and dissent was effectively outlawed.  Sure the constitution was the law of the land and the bill of rights were paid lip service to but everyone knew the limits of free speech and the media were owned by the corporations.  No free papers existed anywhere except in cyberspace and those were always monitored and shut down when they got too far from the “mainstream.”  And anyone foolish enough to read them risked being picked up by the new Gestapo – the Homeland Security’s Internal Security Police.  And funny, how that word, Gestapo had also come back in fashion.
    I had recently begun to read history but not the official propaganda they subjected to us in school.  This worried my parents who had grown up in the old world and remembered what really happened.  My father if he was good and drunk would regale us with stories of the old days and curse the National American Republican Party for turning the former U.S. A. into a dictatorship of the rich for the rich.  Only white people who owned property whose parents were members of the old Republican Party could vote or hold office.  If any of your ancestors were minorities, or were homosexuals, or were atheists or were members of something called the Democratic party, you would be labeled as “Politically Unreliable,” (“PU”) – and forever denied access to higher education, a good job, decent housing but you still could enlist in the military as they always needed people, including minorities, and “PU” people.

    According to the official history, the NARP had come to power about 50 years ago after the collapse of communism which led to the growth of Islamic terrorists.  The terrorists were determined to destroy liberty and freedom for the White Race.  They were destroyed in a series of wars around the world and peace, freedom and liberty were renewed for the Christian United States of America.  The CUSA now consisted of the old USA and part of Canada (which had always been part of the USA according to the official history).  Mexico was one of our enemy nations and controlled most of Latin America along with Brazil.  Chilitina was a lone outpost of White Christendom in the Southern hemisphere and was a close ally of the Republican Christian States of America.
    We were always fighting either Mexico or Brazil over some insult or another.  According to the official history, the CUSA under the glorious leadership of the NARP always won after a quick and short military police action against the Catholic Roman-Islamic controlled forces of evil.

    The former independent republic of Canada had a rump state known as KZY Republic which was filled with crazies, drug taking freaks and free thinkers.  It was located in the far northwestern corner of the continent.  The CUSA government had surrounded it with tanks and troops and had it contained but for the most part left it alone.  There was a substantial underground of KZY supporters in the USA.  They maintained that the KZY republic was the last real free republic left on earth and they had recruiters looking for new people to join them in revolution.  I had met one of those recruiters and was on my way to lunch to join him and some of my high school friends.  Hence the search for a new Chinese restaurant (Chinamen were known for being KZY sympathizers).

    Quebec was also an independent nation, but was allied with Mexico and we had to invade it every so often as they keep shipping arms to the Mohak and other native people who had become terrorists demanding that the White Man be kicked out of the Continent.

    Europe was split between the New European Federation of old Russia, the former Soviet states, which resembled the USA – run by the Russian Slavic Peoples Party, dedicated to promoting the interests of the White Slavic nation against its Islamic enemies – and UK, Germany, France, and Italy.  Scandinavian were independent countries after the NATO and EU fell apart.  Official history says that the old structures were unworkable and that there was a popular desire for freedom from the corrupt bureaucrats.  Germany and Italy were friendly countries run by their version of the NARP.

    France was one of our enemy countries.  The UK was now known as the British Empire and controlled most of Africa, and parts of SE Asia.  The UK was run by their version of the NARP.  The NARP even had an international union of democratic republican parties which met every year to coordinate policies, but the CUSA was always in charge.  Funny how that works too.

    China was the dominant player in Asia and was sometimes with us, sometimes against us.  Korea, Japan, Vietnam were controlled by China.  Indonesia, Malaysia, and Singapore were allied with the UK.  India dominated the South Asian republics and was allied with the US although their Hindu-nationalist grated on some in the Christian community in the CUSA.

    That’s the world I live in the middle part of the 21st century.  As you can see I don’t fit in – I am not pure white, my ancestors were Political Suspect on both sides, I grew up in the projects in Berkeley, which still has a reputation as being out of touch with mainstream America, and I did not go to church.

    There is only one church left in the CUSA -The American Patriotic Church of Jesus.  This church according to the official history came about in the early 60’s as a revolt against the attempt of the secular humanists to destroy Christendom.  The Secular humanists were defeated around 2020 when the NARP declared the end of the corrupt old republic during the great glorious Christian Restoration which brought the modern world into existence.
    Since then we have lived in peace, and happiness under the enlighten leadership of the NARP.  Elections still happened every couple of years but who cared?  No one I knew could vote as only white men who belong to the party could vote.  But the media still made it a huge farce.

    The real history says that the American Patriotic Church of Jesus was founded by the NARP as a means of keeping the Christian community in line.  It brought together the conservative evangelist churches and put them under the control of the Southern Baptist Convention which renamed itself the APCJ.  They self-appointed an American Church leader to serve as the “anti-pope.”  The APCJ declared it to be the savior of white Christendom and was constantly on war with the Catholics, and the “unchurched.”

    Catholics, free thinkers, Jews, Buddhists, Hindus and Muslims are still free to worship but if you openly proclaim you belong to a minority faith you will be labeled PU and find yourself in lots of trouble, for yourself and your children.  These alternative churches are not allowed to advertise, use the mass media, have schools, or own property.  Members of their clergy are also not exempt from the occasional mandatory military service that most men face, nor are they allowed to have a salary from the church.  They are essentially unpaid part-time priests.  And it is amazing that there are any of them left given the constant anti-minority faith propaganda in the mainstream media and TV.

    Being a Muslim is particularly dangerous as most of the Mideast is controlled by radical Islamic states who have vowed to destroy the modern world.  They bomb things here and there and there are always crackdowns.  The Muslims tend to live in ghettos along with the Mexicans, Blacks, Asians, PU whites and mestizos.  I live in a ghetto called West Berkeley.  I am one of the few blue eyed chaps around.  I have had to learn to fight from my first birthday and now I have a grudging respect for being a tough mother fucker and for being a brilliant speaker and thinker.  That gets me in trouble at school where they want people to learn the party line and not question things.  I have been threatened with being shipped off to rededication through labor camps every week.  I have not yet gone and I think these camps in the dessert are mostly empty now.  Few people openly discuss their hatred of the NARP; you never knew who was an informer or a true believer.  Funny how it worked, even though the NARP was openly hostile to minorities and to dissidents, there were still people in the Ghetto who were supportive of the NARP.
    Why I never knew.  Like I said, no one ever wanted to discuss these things openly as who knew was listening.  And bugs were everywhere except deep in the heart of the Ghetto.  They had other kinds of bugs to deal with if you know what I mean.

    Life for the majority of the population is difficult – housing is lousy, few can afford private cars, crime in the ghetto is violent and rampant and often random as angry people go off for no apparent reason.  Most people have been to numerous funerals by the time they turn 18.  The authorities are simply not concerned with crime in the ghetto; rather they are terrified the chaos will spread to “real America” where the white minority lives very well indeed.
    And guns are everywhere – the authorities maintain that they can’t do anything about the guns but only go after those who off white people – which happens every day and is a huge thing in the media.  No one cares if a minority type kills other minorities in the ghetto.
    In real America you live in gated communities with servants who are not paid much.  You have private schools, and you will be going to college now that college admission is reserved for white people and rich foreigners.  No minorities other than rich foreign Asians and foreign Europeans are allowed to attend college.  If you are minority, or PU – forget about it; although they do admit 1 percent of their student body from among the minority communities to promote diversity.  But those Uncle Toms as we call them are usually the sons or daughters of some servant to some rich asshole and who knows what they had to do to get their child into one of the diversity admissions slots.

    In the real America, Fathers and Mothers both work hard in huge offices downtown and in suburban office parks.  The middle class commute by trains that are too expensive for the majority of the population who commute by bus, or walk the streets.  The upper class commutes by limo driven by drivers who are all minority members.

    The biggest problem the rich face is finding reliable help as all domestic helpers must pass stringent security screening and most of the population would fail a polygraph when asked, “Do you loyally support the government of the American National Republican Party?” And finding a minority member of the party – forget about it.  Only whites are allowed.

    Every so often a white person falls from grace as the local saying has it and ends up in the Ghetto.  It is usually because they meet up with a KZY recruiter, or read suspect literature or ask inconvenient questions.  They end up losing their college scholarship and are subject to immediate drafting into the army.  The army is all minority or PU and they hate the draftee white boys and torment them and sometimes frag them.  The officers are all white but lower middle class white and usually are sympathetic to the troops and hate the draftees as well.

    Lower middle class whites live a difficult life – housing is expensive as the rich own most of it.  The rental units available usually front the Ghetto or are in the ghetto and white people are afraid of the Ghetto or Chinatown.  And for good reason I might add.  One of the favorite past times in the Ghetto is harassing the white people who wonder into the Ghetto on business or to buy drugs or illicit sex.  Yeah, drugs and sex outside of marriage are illegal as hell in “real America” but are everywhere in the ghetto.  And funny how some guys are still lusting after homosexual sex even though that is tres maximum illegal squared in the “Real America.”
    The national morality act imposes severe penalties for sexual activity outside of marriage, or drug use, or gambling or having PU opinions.  Needless to say, supplying drugs and sex to the tourists is big business in the Ghetto or Chinatown. Funny how that has not changed since the old days either.
    Chinatown has decent Chinese restaurants for the tourists, but these are all on the edge of Chinatown.  Most of Chinatown is “off limits” to non-Asians.  There is a huge wall around Chinatown and tourists are only let in in small groups after paying a “security tax”.  And they don’t wander much beyond the “tourist fringes” due to well-founded security concerns.  Chinatown ain’t safe for white people.
    Chinatown occupies most of old Oakland as the SF Chinatown was closed down when SF became an enclave for white people.  East Oakland was now known as the Mission East and was all Mexican or mestizos.  West Berkeley, where I live, is mostly black, Mexican, Asian, Mestizos, and PU whites.  Richmond is all black.  Albany is lower middle class white, with some minorities living there as well.  The Berkeley, Richmond and Oakland hills are all rich white enclaves, heavily guarded by the police who check ID’s of all minority visitors.  The students live in huge guarded dormitories near the campus.  Off campus housing is for the grad students and junior faculty.  The University and the city exist in an uneasy truce with the University behind a huge gate.

    I meet up with my sister, Inga.  She is happy to see me but worried that my developing interests in the real history as it is called will get me into serious trouble and her family as well.  She is only a few years older than me and already has children.  Her husband is also mestizos as marriage is prohibited across racial lines.  Having sex with white women is considered rape and the penalty is public execution.  Once a week there are executions carried out on TV.  These programs are among the highest rated programs.  They always start off with a clip from the trial, a short reenactment of the crime, and pronouncement by the judge. Local politicians line up to be on the show to re-read the pronouncement, followed by the execution – usually by firing squad.  Funny thing though – the criminals are all minorities and the judges all white and the crimes were all committed in white areas. The ghetto is filled with violent criminals but the police never show up after you call in the crime.  So we have our own courts and the real violent mother fuckers are usually stomped to death after a quick trial by some of the elders.  I have participated in such trials and have served as an executioner’s assistant.

    I leave my sister with my weekly bus pass, and two tidbits of info – there is new Chinese restaurant that is both good and cheap, and my friend Ricky is urgently looking for me.

    I go to Ricky’s house and find the door open.  Ricky is 6 feet 4 inches tall and works out every day.  He is in the football team which is one of the few avenues left for minority men to make it big in the real world. – Though salaries are way down since they liberalized importing athletes from other countries.  The day of multi-million dollars’ salaries are long gone.  But then tickets are still cheap now a day although going to the stadium is usually difficult as they are located in the white areas and public transit sucks in that part of the city.  The whites all have cars or drivers.  Only the poor take the bus. And the police look askance at any minority person who manages to get to the game anyway.  The audiences for the games is mostly white, the poor watch on TV or don’t pay attention anymore.

    Anyway I digress.  I walked in on Ricky and find him tied up, with his father, mother and sister all tied up.  Five mean looking white men in black suites are beating them up asking for information about me! JC.
    Ricky sees me and motions me to get the fuck out.  I jump out the window moments before it is blown away by a military issued AKZ.  I think perhaps the fact that I am becoming known as an advocate of the real history is starting to piss off the NARP’s private army known as the “Defenders of the Truth”.

    The “Defenders of the Truth” don’t officially exist and are not paid for by the government or the party.  Right.  They are just local white people who get it in their head that they have to go chase down and terrorize upidity minorities and dissidents from time to time.  And of course they did not take orders from the Gestapo either as the Gestapo did not exist and never existed either.  I did not want to wait around and find out what they wanted from me or even if they really existed.  I mean I saw with my own eyes that they were mean mother fuckers and were beating Ricky’s family to death.  I knew if stuck around, it would not be good for my karma or my health.  And I did not want to be drafted into the army or find myself in a reeducation camp, even if they also “did not exist.”

    I can’t go home so I wander into Chinatown which is well known as a “no go zone” for white people.  I reach the restaurant and tell them of my troubles.  They assure me that they will help me.  They feed me and offer me a job as a runner – a passer of information and underground lotto results.  A lucrative but somewhat dangerous job.  You can’t trust the electronic medium as everything is bugged.  You can’t trust phone calls, cells, the net.  The only way to get confidential messages across is to hire a messenger boy.  We ride around town on cool bikes and are usually allowed in white zoned areas as the white owned businesses use us a lot as they don’t trust the government at times.  Why I can’t figure out – they own the god damned government after all.

    The advantage: it is off the books, tax free, and allows me to say goodbye to my former life as a future slave in the new world order of the NARP.

    The disadvantage: I will now belong forever to the Ghetto and never be able to escape my fate as a member of the disadvantaged majority.  So I vow to make the most of it, and read as much as I can, and maybe light out for the KZY republic if things get too hairy.  Mr. Chen, the Chinese owner of my new restaurant says he can get me on the underground railroad to KZY but only if I work for him for a year or two.

    I say, why not?  What else do I have to do? I mean it ain’t as if I was born a rich white boy living in the “Real America” just outside the Ghetto.

    Married Girl of His Dreams

    by Jake Aller on January 29, 2017.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Sam always knew that he had a special relationship with his spouse, Maria, for you see, he had literately married the girl of his dreams.  It all started in high school, over 20 years ago.  One day Sam fell asleap in high school physics class after lunch.  As he nodded off, he looked up and saw a stunningly beautiful women standing next to him.  She was Asian, with long black hair, and intense black eyes.  She was saying something to him, something he did not understand.  Then she disappeared into thin air as if she was beamed out of his dream as in Star Trek.  Sam fell out of his chair screaming, “Who are you?”  This caused a gale of laughter to erupt in the class.
    Sam told his best friend immediately after class what had happened.  His friend thought that Sam was perhaps smoking too much weed but thought nothing more of it.
    About a month later, Sam had the second dream.  Early in the morning, she was standing next to him, speaking to him.  Again, Sam did not understand her, but knew in his heart that some day he would meet him and that she was his soul mate.  Sam also knew that they had been together in a previous life and that someday he would know the truth.
    The dream continued = month after month as Sam went off to college.  One day five years later when he was preparing to join the Peace Corps and had to decide to go to Korea or Thailand, Sam had the dream again and realized that she was in Korea.
    Sam went to Korea and every day he was there, he kept looking around at the various women he encountered, wondering if he would meet her.  He finished his Peace Corps service and took a job teaching for the US Army as he felt that he had to stay in Korea until he met her.  The dreams continued, until one day he had the last and final dream.
    She came to him again, but this time, Sam understood her Korean.  She said, “Don’t worry, we will be together soon and once we are together we will together forever. I have been waiting since our last life together. And now I found you.”
    That night, he got off the bus in front of the army base where he was employed as a teacher.  Getting off the bus in front of him was the girl in the dream!  Sam was struck speechless which was an unusual experience for Sam as Sam was usually a talkative, extroverted sort of person.
    She went into the base with a fellow teacher that Sam knew.  He bumped into them after his class and introduced himself.  She gave him her phone number and they arranged to meet over the weekend.
    The next night Sam went to his class hoping he would somehow run into her.  She was waiting for him and said she must speak with him.  He signed her on and took her to the library so she could study while he finished his class.  After class, they went out and she told him that she was madly in love with him and had to have him and that was it.  He told her he felt the same.  Over the next few weeks, they saw each other every day and he proposed three days after meeting her.
    They got married one month after he met her.  Over the years whenever things were difficult between them as they always can be with married couples, he would think back to the dream and then he would fall in love with her again and again and again.
    But still Sam was puzzled about one thing.  He knew somehow that he had known Maria in another life, but did not know what had transpired.  She also confessed that she felt that they had known each other in a previous incarnation.  Finally, after 25 years of living together and 37 years after he first met her in his dreams, he finally felt he had to know the truth of how they had really met and the mystery behind their surprisingly long lasting love.  Sam and Maria were so different from each other it was amazing that they had stayed together all those years.  Yet Sam knew it was meant to be.
    Sam at last decided to find out the truth and went to a past life hypnotist for a pass life regression.  The hypnotist, Dr. Sandra Patel, listened to Sam’s story and told Sam that in her professional experience, some couples are soul mates and they always find each other in the next life.  But Sam’s story was extraordinary.  Dr. Patel felt that there must have been a tragic ending to their previous loves.  She decided to treat both of them and bring them back in time to their previous lives to see what had happened to cause such a strong connection across the barriers of space and time.
    Three thousand years ago, the original Sam and Maria had first met.  This was in ancient India.  Sam was a merchant who dealt with the royal family and supplied goods and food to the royals, but Sam was not of royal blood, he was a middle caste.  Despite his caste background, the royal family took a liking to him and Sam was often invited to royal functions.  Sam had not married yet and was in his early twenties.  He ran the shop for his father who old and ailing.  Sam knew he would have the business someday.  His mother was constantly trying to match him up with various women, but he was not interested in getting married yet.

    One day he was at the Royal palace making a delivery and checking up on food preparations for the King’s birthday, when he first met Maria.  She was so beautiful that Sam was struck speechless.  Maria came up to him and they started talking.  She was the King’s youngest daughter and had a reputation for being standoffish.  She had turned down numerous proposals for marriage and the King was getting concerned, as he wanted to marry off his last child before he died.
    Sam and Maria hit if off.  They started secretly meeting in the forest for long walks.  Sam and Maria both knew that if they were caught the penalty for such an offense would be death for Sam and maybe for Maria as well as the intercaste rules were strict in the kingdom, stricter than in most parts of India.
    Sam one day proposed to her that they run away to another kingdom and set up life there anonymously.  She thought about it for a long time and finally agreed to join him in flight.  The day for their flight arrived and Sam waited in the forest with a horse and cart.  She showed up late saying that she wanted to make sure no one knew.  They got in the cart and drove off.
    That night they made love for the first time in a rural inn.  They had told the owner that they had just gotten married and were moving back to his family’s farm in the neighboring kingdom.
    Two days later when they approached the border they found a road block.  They asked the guards what was going on and was told that there was a war on.  The king had accused agents of the next Kingdom of kidnapping his youngest daughter as she was missing for the last few days.
    Just then the captain of the guards came up to them and recognized Maria and Sam.  They were arrested on the spot.
    A trial was held.  The innkeeper testified that he had heard them in the act of sex.  The captain of the guards testified as to their behavior at the guard post.
    Sam was asked if he had any final words before the sentence of execution was to be carried out.  He said, “Only a few, my majesty.  When I first met Maria, I knew that she was my soul mate and that we were met for each other.  Maria and I are in love and even the Gods know it.  If we can’t be together in this life, we will be together in the next life and there is nothing you can do to stop our timeless love.  So please execute us together so we can be together forever.”
    The King was furious at these words and ordered Sam and Maria to be killed by slow torture in the public square as a lesson to all to not cross the caste barriers and keep in their god given roles in life.
    They were tortured for days and finally they were beheaded.  Sam’s last words were, “I’ll see you in the next life my timeless love.”
    Maria smiled back at him and died.
    Five hundred years later Sam and Maria were reunited, this time in ancient Rome.  Sam was born into a military family and grew up to be a Roman Centurion and took place in some of the early wars as Rome gradually conquered all of Italy.  Sam was an handsome young man who had a reputation of being a playboy.  He was also arrogant as all hell and felt that he deserved some day to become a Senator despite his background in the military.  He did not come from an upper class family and had some money and property but not enough to be considered a serious player.
    Sam was determined to change all of that.  One day Sam met Maria, who was the daughter of a Senator.  Sam was determined to seduce her and add him to his list of female conquests.  She was determined to seduce him as well and to make him her husband and protector as she was determined to protect the Senator from his many enemies and thought an alliance with the military would be in her family’s interests.  Besides Sam fascinated her and she could see being his lover and even his wife, if not his mistress.  But she would also make sure that she would have no rivals for his affections.  She entrusted her family’s senior servants in her cause.  They found out the names of all of Sam’s girl friends and one by one, they were eliminated usually by being killed in a public place by an accident – a cart out of control, a fire burning up their house etc.
    During this time, Maria infuriated Sam by refusing to meet him or see him.  Sam was determined to win her over.  He also found out whom she had been with and had his aids arrange for their untimely demise.
    Finally, after 10 of his girl friends had died under mysterious circumstances and 10 of her paramours had also died, Sam and his aids figured out something was not right and they arranged to kidnapped Maria’s senior servant.  He confessed to killing off Sam’s girl friends.  Sam was troubled – on the one hand, she was a vicious monster capable of such outrageous crimes and should be brought to justice, on the other hand, she had inspired him to do the same.  Sam concluded that the Gods must want this union and who was he to go ahead the wishes of the Gods?
    Sam sent Maria’s servant back to her with this message
    Maria,
    “I know what you did.  All will be forgiven if you will consent to be mine.  I’ll give up all other women and devote myself to you and you alone but you must do the same for me.”
    Maria was moved by Sam’s message and also knew that Sam had killed her paramours.  She was determined to teach Sam a lesson first then she would join him.
    She wrote back to Sam,
    “My dear sir, I have no idea why every women you ever slept with has died horrible deaths.  I am reluctant to become victim number 11.  What can you do to show me that you will protect me from this horrible curse?  ‘
    Sam wrote back to Maria,
    “My dearest Maria, the gods themselves want this union.  I know you arranged to kill all of my girl friends but I also arranged to kill your paramours.  If either of us are betrayed by our servants we will both be hanged.  So I think we should get together and put this little silliness behind us.  What do you think? ”
    The Senator’s staff who had been instructed to watch out for correspondence between Sam and Maria intercepted Sam’s letter.  The Senator distrusted Sam and noticed that Maria was acting funny every time Sam’s name came up.
    The Senator confronted Maria with the evidence,
    “Maria, my daughter what have you done?  You killed 10 women, some of them daughters of friends of ours?  In addition, this Sam has killed 10 men, some of them sons of very prominent families.  People are talking, Maria.  I do not know if I can protect you.  If you love this Sam, the only solution is to run away with him to Greece or Africa minor where Roman law does not yet extend.”
    Maria confessed to her father.  The Senator arranged to have her and Sam smuggled on a boat bound for Damascus.  Sam would be set up as a trader and spy for Rome.  Maria would be married to Sam once they got there.  The Senator would spread a story around town that Maria and Sam had perished at sea when they eloped.  Maria and Sam were happy but nervous.
    Sam and Maria next met 500 years later during the middle ages.  Sam was a merchant again, living in a small town in Germany.  Maria lived down the street and was the daughter of the innkeeper in town.  Maria was 19 and stunning.  Sam was a hard working salt of the earth man who was very popular in town as he had a reputation for being honest to a fault and a friend to all.
    Sam and Maria noticed each other and keep bumping into each other. Sam knew that she was engaged to be married off to the local lord’s second son, Jonestown, who had a reputation as a hard drinking, hard playing, know it all, in short a first class asshole.
    Sam was determined to stop this match, but he also knew that if he managed to stop the engagement, he would have to flee the town for his life.  Maria was not making things better for him.  She was determined to go through with the marriage, as it would help her family out.  As far as she was concerned, they could continue to see each other after the marriage and be his lover on the side.  Sam knew that it would never work and thought that he would surely be put to death by the Lord’s son.
    The day of the marriage approached and Sam was determined to spend the night with her at least once and deprive the Lord the pleasure of being Maria’s first lover.  Maria had other plans for him.  She wanted him to be seen with her by her husband so he would become jealous and realize how much he needed her.
    The plan of course backfired.  The lord found them together naked in bed.  He ordered them out into the middle of the town square and held an impromptu trial.  The Lord turned to Sam and asked if he had any final words.  Sam said,
    “My lord and liege.  If it is a crime to be a man and fall in love with the most beautiful women in the entire universe, so be it.  I am guilty as charged. Go ahead and kill me now.  But know this:  I know that I will see her in the next life and every minute spent with her was worth a million dollars.”
    The lord cried “off with their heads” and beheaded them both.
    Hundreds of years pass before Sam and Maria found each other again.  This time Sam was an African prince in the Ghana coast and Maria was the headstrong daughter of an American tobacco plantation owner.  Sam was caught up in a slave raid and transported on a slave ship to America.  Sam soon become the head field slave due to his obvious leadership and intelligence.  Sam was determined to run away from the plantation and join the Seminole Indians in the mountains.
    Sam one day was working in the field and saw Maria walk by.  Sam was instantly taken by her and stared at her with lustful longing eyes.  Maria noticed Sam at once and was flattered by the attention.  Some of the other young ladies in town had told delicious salacious tales of nights of wild passion with their secret slave lovers.  Maria quickly found out that Sam did not have a girl friend, and that Sam had not yet been with any of the “wild wicked women” as her friends called themselves.  Maria was determined to seduce Sam and have fun with him for one night or two.  But of course, things did not quite work out that way.
    One night Sam received a message that the head house slave for some urgent business wanted him.  Sam had not yet been invited into the big house and was nervous.  He wondered if some one had noticed the flirtatious looks that he and Maria had exchanged on more than one occasion.
    George, the house slave, took Sam aside and gave him a key.  He said, “Go in, do your thing, satisfy the young one, and then run off.  There is a horse out back of the house.  Take the horse and ride like the dickens for the hills.  I know some of the Seminoles.  They are good people.  They will take care of you.  But leave before dawn.  If the Master catches you, we will both be hanged.”
    Sam goes to the room, and finds Maria in bed.  She was naked and waiting for him.  She was even more beautiful than he imagined she would be.  They made wild passionate love until dawn. Sam kissed every inch of her body and slowly filled her body with him.  They both knew that the love they felt was forbidden and could get them killed but it was worth it to feel so much alive and full of passion, if only for a night, if only for that moment.  Sam walked out the door and got on the horse.  He made it out the back and off the plantation, when the alert was given.  George had decided to turn Sam in after all as he thought otherwise he would be hung as well due to his involvement in the arranging of the tryst.
    Maria caught up to the lynching mob just as they were stringing Sam up.  She ran up to him, and said,
    “I love you.  I always will.  Wait for me in the next life.”  She pulled out a pistol she was carrying, turned, and shot Sam in the head before turning the pistol on herself and killing herself.
    The Jones family told friends and neighbors that Maria had been dying of the yellow fever and was so filled with pain that she had killed her self.  Sam was simply buried in a field.  No funeral was held for him, as he was simply a run away slave who had raped a white woman.
    Hundreds of years pass and Sam and Maria kept searching for each other, both knowing that someday they would meet again and that someday their love would be allowed to flourish.  In the 1920’s in Korea Sam was born into a peasant family.  He grew up amidst great suffering and oppression.  Sam became a communist, joined the Kim IL Sung forces, and hid out in the mountains until the Japanese were overthrown.  Sam came to town and was put in charge of the land reform process.  All the landlords were summoned before the party committee.
    Maria was the daughter of the richest landlord in the village.  She was beautiful and strikingly so.  Sam took one look at her and knew that he had to have her as his wife.  Sam knew he could order her to marry him but that would be wrong.  She would have to love him freely.  And that meant that she would have to disown her own family as Sam could not marry a landlord’s daughter and remain true to the revolution, now could he?
    Sam asked that Maria be brought before him.  He told all his comrades to leave them as he had some private political education to impart to her.  They snickered and laughed but finally left the two of them together.  Sam explained his position to her, telling her that she was free to choose him or not, but that since he was communist she would have to denounce her father before the committee in order for them to be together.
    Maria refused to denounce her father to the communists.  Sam left her alone in solitary confinement and came by every day to continue their educational discussions.  The village was retaken one day by the South Korean army and the South Korean rightist forces decided to make an example of Sam.
    Sam was put on trial and the villagers were all brought in to testify against Sam.  Maria was put on the stand.  She refused to give testimony against Sam and said that she loved Sam and was willing to follow him to the grave if that was the only way they could be together.
    Sam and Maria were hung the next day on a pole outside the town.  Maria’s last words were, “I’ll see you in the next life.”
    Forty years later Sam and Maria met on that bus in South Korea and you now know the rest of the story.

    Rise Up America

    by Jake Aller on January 29, 2017.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Rise Up America!  The End of Empire and the Rise of the New Americas

    Short Story
    J Cosmos

    June 2022

    Sam Harris was one of the architects of the New Americas that we see emerging from the ashes of the old Imperial America that has collapsed along with much of the global economy.  He was the Senior Advisor to the President of the California Free States who played a key role in negotiating an end to the civil war that led to the breakup of the American empire and the rise of six competing successor states.

    His role in all of this was almost accidental as he was happy to just retire when the world fell apart and he was asked, begged to come back and work for the New Government emerging in SF.

    He had been working for the US State Department at the time and was stationed in Kathmandu and preparing to return to retire when the world fell apart that fall right after the elections of 2012 – the elections that led to the establishment of the Christian States of America, and the collapse of the United States of America into eight competing nation states.
    Just to bring you all up to speed, for those of you who may have missed some of the details, or still believe the propaganda which passes for news in much of the world.

    The world now has survived twenty years since the break-up of the American, Russian and Chinese Empires and the rise of the Caliph in the Mideast, along with the collapse of the global world trading system when the oil finally started running out sooner than anyone expected.
    It all ended peacefully, somehow, and people wonder about that and that is perhaps where God, if he exists, or Buddha or Allah or the giant spider monster played a role if they exist.  But a rational mind can also understand that at the very moment it appeared that the world would end with Armageddon sanity at last prevailed and we all negotiated a peaceful divorce.    At least the American Empire did, the Russians and Chinese did not and there were limited nuclear wars in Russia and China as successor states gradually emerged.
    Western Europe was largely unaffected as everyone in the world needed their expertise, money and help.  So Europe, which once thought that they would become increasingly marginal, became a central player in the modern post American Imperial world.
    So this is the state of play nowadays:
    North America consists of six successor states to the old US dominated North American NAFTA area.    The West Coast consists of Northwestern California, (North of Monterey and west of the Sierras, Western Oregon, Western Washington, British Colombia, Hawaii, Guam and America Samoa.  The Capital is in San Francisco where the United Nations has relocated after the civil war threatened to end with NYC being blown up in a nuclear war.  The economy is dominated by green technology and biotechnology and the California states are far ahead of the rest of the world in these technologies and they are also world leaders in space exploration.  And they remain important agricultural exporters, to the rest of the American states as well as to Europe and those parts of Asia that survived the great meltdown of the Chinese Empire (unified Korea, Japan, and ASEAN Federation).  They also have extensive social safety nets and of course long ago separated marriage from civil unions.  In California, plural marriages, ménage a trio, etc. are almost the norm and everyone feels themselves sexually liberated.  This was of course helped with the development of vaccines against all sexually transmitted diseases and the development of daily birth control pills for men and women.  And with all this sexual freedom, sexual crimes actually went down and prostitution almost disappeared, and the porno industry of course moved elsewhere.  And California remains a state of endless experiments in religious and philosophy.  The only people who feel unwelcomed are the Christian fundies who have long since relocated to the Christian States of America.
    Alaska has remained independent and joined forces with the Northwest Territories although many people in the Juneau and Anchorage areas are opening arguing that Alaska should join the emerging California Federation as they are clearly becoming the winner of the Post American North American world.
    The Northeast Federation consists of most of the Northeastern states north of Washington DC and ending in Ottawa and the Eastern Canadian provinces.  The Capital is in NYC but the states are pretty independent and some of them are closer to the Christian American States than they are to the Federation.  Succession battles erupt every so often and the border between them and the Christian States is still a bit fluid.

    The Christian States of America consists of most of the rest of America with the exception of the far southwest and Texas which is its own independent state.  The capital is Colorado Springs which has been renamed New Jerusalem.  The Christians States started the civil war and were wise enough to end it before it went nuclear.  The Christian states are very loosely held together as the leaders did not want to recreate a strong central government.  It is headed by the council of Church leaders who oversee the executive President elected by the people and the National Assembly which consists of the Senate, appointed by governors, and the House of Parliament, elected by the public.
    It is officially a Christian state, where all residents, must swear allegiance to Fundamentalist Christianity or Catholicism.  Liberal churches, Jews, Hindus, Buddhists, and especially Muslims are not welcomed and most fled years ago although small pockets continue to exist, mostly among the small diplomatic enclave in Colorado Springs.
    The economy largely consists of agriculture, lumber, mining, oil shale mining, and construction and maintenance of the National Council of American Christians, which operates most of the schools, including Universities, and the minimal charities that cater to the 50 percent of the population that is poor.  White Christians run everything of importance and you have to both white (on both sides for two generations) and a member in good standing of the National Council of Churches.
    The economy is doing okay, but the Christian States know they are falling ever behind the growing economies of the California States, the Northeastern Federation, and even Greater Mexico, and the Caribbean states based out of Miami.  Texas is somewhat similar to the Christian States but is a bit more pragmatic and is often a go between for trade and political contacts between the various successor states.  It too is officially a Christian state but is much looser in its definition of Christianity and minority religions are allowed to worship in private, something that is strictly forbidden in the Christian States.  The Christian states vary a bit, some are dominated by what critics call the Taliban version of Fundamentalist Christianity which forbids women from working, or attending school past high school and where men are considered the patriarch of the community.  The most extreme of the Christian States is the State of Mormon which consists of Utah, Northern Arizona and Idaho which is officially independent but allied closely with the Christian States and is represented on the National Council of American Churches.  They practice an extreme form of Mormonism including polygamy and are considered extremists even by their fellow Christian Nationalists.  They are also extremely white supremist and are constantly hunting down racial traitors or homosexual/lesbians.
    In all the Christian states abortion is defined as murder.  Abortion is not allowed except for a few of the more liberal enclaves such as Southern Ohio, where it is permitted to save the life of a mother or child.  But the abortion must be done across the border in the Northeastern Federation or out west somewhere.  Once the abortion has been completed, the women can and is often charged with criminal misconduct and sentenced to ten years hard labor and child is given away for adoption.
    Almost all social vices are illegal, strongly condemned in public, but often committed in private parties.  The government officially prohibits gambling, prostitution, sex outside of marriage, homosexuality, drug use, alcohol, tobacco use, use of the internet except for approved researchers, and government officials, and watching any television other than State approved TV.  Video stores are illegal as are most movies.  Penalties are draconian, including a public revival of stoning women and men guilty of sex outside of marriage to the death.  Homosexuality and Lesbianism is also strongly punished, usually by hanging.  Other crimes including murder and thievery and drug dealer, alcohol dealing and illegal gambling are punished severely often by public execution.
    Despite the huge risks involved, every town has a not so secret cat house where prostitution, drugs and alcohol and illegal gambling is allowed.  Most of the clients are the local law enforcement types.  These clubs are often raided but when the police arrive they find it is simply a restaurant as all the offending items have been taken away as the owners always have two days notice.

    There is a flourishing trade in contraband items of all sorts, which comes through from Miami, through boats up the Mississippi and along river barges.  With the collapse of the air line industry, due to extraordinary fuel charges, including the new biodiesel, which is not cheap, much trade has reverted to river barges and most passenger traffic consists of train travel, or boat travel.  That includes transatlantic and transpacific travel.  Only the very wealthy can afford to fly and flying by private jet is the only air traffic left..
    California has again become the world’s leader in building the next generation train system and despite the Christian States reluctance to deal with the hated Californians, California firms is involved in building a high speed network of trains across the Christian States, Texas and New Mexico.  The engineers and workers of course are kept in camps with limited access to anyone outside of their immediate work environment.  California’s spy agency, of course takes advantage of this and they also operate with some NGO’s an very active underground railroad bringing out dissidents, especially homosexuals, and people convicted or suspected of being either a race traitor or a homosexual or a political dissident.
    Everyone in the Christian states is taught lies about the rest of the American Republics and the rest of the world.  The standard lie is that the Christian States had to revolt because the hated Washington, led by the anti-Christ, Barak Obama was leading the US to embracing godless socialism or Islamic fascism depending upon which of the two story lines the regime is using at that time.
    So they led their people to the promised land of New Jerusalem (or New Zion for the Mormons) where they will build a perfect Christian country.  The rest of the earth had fallen into horrible sin, particularly California which was experimenting with creating new humans that were bioengineered to be superior human beings, a potential master race.  That is why the Christians in their last home land must remain ever vigilant against the evils of the modern world and must turn their back on the modern world.  And that is why in the Christian States all men must serve in the military for five years before finishing college and why women must wait until they are 22 to marry their boyfriends who are of course chosen for them by their parents when they are 18.  The boy friends are chosen just before they go to the Military.
    The Military mostly hunts down traitors to the Christian cause, both domestically and internationally and they are often caught committing what the rest of the world considers acts of terrorism.  They generally don’t do that in the rest of the American States as all the American States have an informal rule that restricts such activities to third country battles.
    They maintain a nuclear arsenal and threaten every so often to use it, but the Northeastern States, California, New Mexican Republic and the Caribbean all have the bombs as well.  So it is an uneasy stalemate.  Each state needs the other state in order to justify their own military ambitions and to be able to claim that they are the true inheritors of the old America, except they all repudiated their share of the national debt which led to the collapse of the old Chinese, Russian and Middle Eastern States which occurred at the beginning of the civil war.
    The last successor states if one could call them that are the New Mexican Republic, based in Los Angeles, and the Caribbean Federation based in Miami and Southern Florida.  Northern Florida remained part of the Christian States.
    The New Mexican Republic has its capital in Los Angeles because Mexico City was destroyed early on in the civil war when the Christian States decided to try using their nuclear weapons and targeted Mexico because Mexicans were fleeing north as the Mexican economy collapsed with the world wide collapse of the oil wealth.  This was actually widely supported by almost everyone in the rest of North America but the consequences were horrific.  Much of Central Mexico to this day 20 years after the bombing remains a nuclear waste dump.  The rest of Mexico reverted to a Stone Age existence except for the Northern States which joined forces with Southern California, Southern Arizona and New Mexico in forming the New Mexican Republic, which is loosely allied with California, Texas and the Carribbean Federation but is quite independently minded and trades with the Christian States as well.
    Sports are widely played though and high school and college football matches are very popular throughout society.  Everyone in America, even the Northeast and the California Federations watches the Super bowl.  The major league sports, and college foot ball and basketball are the only institution that remained unaffected by the breakup of the American Empire, and inter-federation rivalries are intense.
    Now a little bit about the rest of the world and we will turn to my story of how the new world came to be in 15 short years starting in 2012 until now.
    The Caribbean Federation consists of most of the old Caricom states, with the exception of the DR, Cuba and Puerto Rico which joined the New Mexican Republic.  The Central American states had largely reverted to jungle and small Indian settlements and a few trading ports, except Costa Rica and Panama which formed a loose  confederation with Colombia, Venezuela, and Panama.  They trade with anyone as well and along with the Caribbean States were the major source of illicit trafficking of drugs, pornography, illegal software, and trafficking of women and children for prostitution.  They had no shortage of customers especially in the Christian States, and the California and New York Federations where drugs were legal as was prostitution and pornography.
    Brazil was the emerging power of the Latin American empire as they still were able to operate a modern economy although even Brazil was finding that with the collapse of oil and the thousands of plastic byproducts, that a modern economy could not be run entirely using alternative fuels.
    Argentina and Chile and the Southern cone had also largely reverted to a very primitive level with most people living on large plantations where beef was still king, but packed and dried and shipped as dried beef products as more modern technology was largely becoming obsolete and the old ways were coming back.
    Europe somehow escaped the worst effects of the collapse of the world energy grid in 2011.  The collapse caught everyone off guard.  Some experts knew that most oil predictions were widely inflated and that the world was running out of oil faster than any one had expected.  The cost of oil had risen steadily to about 250 a barrel or 10 dollars a gallon for gas in the U.S.  The automobile industry had failed to keep up and electric cars had failed to catch on.  Then in early 2011 the Iranians launched the first salvo in what has been called WW111 and in the US the Second Civil war as most Americans still don’t really see how what happens elsewhere affects them and vice versa.
    The Iranians launched a coup against the Iraqi government which was still being protected by US troops, although only 10 thousand were left.  The offensive was complete, fast and surprised everyone.  The Iranians demanded three things from the US –
    That we withdraw our troops from the Mideast
    That we recognize the establishment of the Caliph based in Teheran
    And that we accept that Israel would have to be kick out of the
    Muslim world…
    At the same time, China called the US on its debt and demanded full payment of all accrued debt as did the Europeans, the Russians and the Saudis.
    Then the Saudi’s and the Venezuelans and the rest of OPEC announced to a stunned world that their wells were running dry and that they would sell their oil only to China and India.  Russia announced that their oil was running out as well and they would restrict oil sales to Russia and any neighboring country that agreed to join them in a new Russian Federation.
    Obama was in the midst of running for re-election and the Republicans announced their candidates, the most reactionary candidates ever nominated, a former Republican government from Idaho, and a former governor from Ohio.  Both were born again Christians.  Their whole platform was that the US must avenge the lost of Iraq and the Middle East by using military forces to march in, kick out the Iranians and bomb them back to the Stone Age. And that the US must repent of its sins by becoming a Christian State where all social vices would be illegal, including abortion, gay rights, and sex outside of marriage, pornography, gambling and anti-Christian behavior.  Everyone must belong to the new National Council of American Christian Churches which they launched in a series of public town hall meetings across the country.
    Obama ran on a platform that the US must accept the inevitable and withdraw from the Middle East and most of the world because the US was bankrupt.  And he also said that the US would have to accept the fact that the world was running out of oil.
    Nonsense the Christian Nationalists as they renamed the Republican Party, cried.  Janet Smith, their newly anointed presidential candidate said in the only debate ever shown.
    “The Saudis are lying through their teeth. So are the Russians, and the rest of OPEC.  The world has enough oil, they just want to sell it to the Chinese and Indians who have the money and the US does not because the Democrats have totally lost the fiscal battle and bankrupted the country.  If I am elected we will start drilling everywhere in the US and we will aggressively pursue oil shale and other natural gas resources in the US and Canada.  And we will tell the Iranians we are going to remain in Iraq and push them back, and if we need to we will start a nuclear war.
    And we will tell the rest of the world; the US no longer recognizes the debt created by the old regime, because that USG no longer exists.  As soon as I am elected President we will declare the foundation of the Christian States of America.
    The second thing we will do is reinstate the draft.
    The next thing we will do is privatize most of the government, and let churches run schools and social services.
    We will make Christianity the National religion of the US and English the official language.  Anyone who wishes to leave the US may do so.  If you remain you will obey the new morality.
    That means she shouted and the audience screamed in delight:
    No Drugs
    No Booze
    No Tobacco
    No Prostitution
    No Non-Christian TV or Movies
    No Gambling
    No Non Christians
    No Gangbangers, no gangsters, no criminals preying upon the god fearing decent people of this great country.  Can I hear an amen?
    And only normal god fearing white people can run for or hold office.
    Ethnic minorities will be encouraged to leave and all illegal migrants will be deported.
    And of course we will extend the Patriot Act with the following provisions added:
    The Bill of Rights except for the second amendment, will be abolished.
    The Constitution will be suspended until we have a new National
    Convention to which only god fearing white Christians will be allowed to vote.
    Mandatory military service for men will begin immediately.
    And any country who opposes the US will be destroyed.

    We must do these things in order to preserve and protect our god given liberties.  No civil rights activists is going to tell the people of America what we can and not do.  The rest of the world had better wake up.  The American giant is awake and ready to take on the world and take no prisoners.  No sire bob.  We are back and it is morning in America and we are going to march on Washington, and tear that evil city down.  Then we are going to move it all to New Jerusalem, you know in Colorado Springs.”
    Obama blew it completely.  In the opinion of his advisors, and most observers, he should have stared at her and called her insane and say that the US Government will never abandoned the constitution or the bill of rights or our international obligations.  He should have stood there and stared at her as if she were a mad women.
    But he froze and appeared and gave a week mealy mouth speech in which he said that he felt her approach was inappropriate and would never work and called upon Americans to be reasonable and rational and do the right thing.  And that was his critical mistake.
    The mood of the country was ugly and people were willing and able to blame someone for their problems.  The New Christians in their calls to bring back the old ways, the world that they imagined their grandparents grew up in, when men were men and women were women, and minorities were few and far between and everyone went to church –  that’s what the problem was they said over and over again.  Many Americans eager to find a solution were drawn to the simplistic answers of the old time religious revival being offered by the New Christians.  They continued to preach that we as a people had drifted so far from our Christian god fearing ways that God was punishing us with modern day afflictions.  And Obama, was not one of us but was one of those evil modern degenerate east coast elitist who had stolen America from the normal people and made it a weakling and bankrupted it in the process.
    The election campaign quickly turned very ugly.  The supporters of the Christian Nationalists took to the streets and committed a number of horrific acts including bombing liberal churches in the heartland and shooting people as they fled the bombings, and in one case blowing up a Federal Court House and blaming it on Islamic Fascists.  After each event the media which had been taken over secretly by supporters of the Christian nationalists, screamed that Obama was unable to keep us safe from Islamic Fascists.  They constantly played fake tapes from Osama Bid Laden who praised the work of his holly warriors.
    This is one of the most difficult areas to research because most people alive at the time believed the lies being spread and few people were ever told the truth – that the Christian Nationalists were the terrorists.  The Osama Bin Laden’s and his ilk of the past had died out and been replaced with Iranian Mullahs, who knew that their day was coming and that they did not need to do anything other than watch the collapse of the American Empire.
    Those in the know knew that the Christian Nationalists were behind everything that was going on.    But every time anyone in the media or public attempted to question the wide spread popular perception that Iran was behind it all, they were accused of living in a Pre-9-11 world and that it was absurd to suggest that the Christian Nationalists were behind anything.  They continued to march and hold rallies where they call upon their followers to continue the fight.
    The Christian Nationalists sensed that they were on to something and they decided to go on a nationwide campaign just months before the election to cleanse America of its evil, targeting video stores, book stores and movie producers across the country, and hotels that showed adult videos.  They took a “destroy them all and take no prisoners” attitude.
    One of the leaders of the New Christian Army as they called themselves was Reverend Richard Jones.  He was from Alabama and had become well known for his advocacy of muscular Christianity, including storming video stores and destroying filth.  They held a number of rallies across the country, targeting video stores that sold pornography and hotels that allowed pornography to be shown on their Television screens.
    He said at the time,
    “It is time; my brothers and sisters for us to carry out God have willed and cleanse this world of inequity and sin.  And we are going to use the tools of the devil to do so.  I have here a list of prominent Americans who are consumers of pornography.  I am posting it on line tonight and call upon all our righteous brothers and sisters to e-mail the list around the world pointing out what hypocrites the elites really are.  The list was dominated by Democratic governors, congressmen, senators and member of government agencies worldwide.
    Hundreds of thousands of people were on the list, and they were all being called out as promoters of pornography and other social evils.  Quite a few resigned from office, and a number of people committed suicide after suffering from constant public pressure.  Fox News ran a feature every night –  the social pervert of the week where they went into detail what kind of perverted pornography so and so watched, either rented or watched on the internet or in hotels around the world.
    Sam Harris was on the list because someone had somehow managed to find out by searching the internet that was downloading porno sites.  He was forced to resign shortly after the election and returned to California where he was recruited by the new government shortly after the civil war began.
    Sam knew as did many of the people on the list that the list was largely a fabrication.  They knew that many people looked at the internet so they just created false records of sites visited and attributed to courageous employees at Google.  Google denied that they were behind it, and then their top executives appeared on the list they were fired by the new owners, who announced that Google would no longer allow people to search for inappropriate material.  This all happened weeks before the election.  All the other major US internet sites followed suit.
    The Democratic Party was panicking.  They could not get their message out.  Cable news stations started pulling foreign news broadcasters from the air as the Christian nationalists threatened to shut down Dish Network if they continued to allow foreign news casters to broadcast their lies about America to Americans.  All of this was done in the name of preserving American freedom of press and speech.
    The Chinese, and Foreign debtors were opening supporting the reasonable Obama whom they promised to work out a fair restructuring of the US debt and a gradual drawn down of US military troops from around the world. The Chinese Prime Minister in a speech before the UN called upon the US leaders to ensure that they would uphold international law and honor its legal obligations as the world reacted to the looming bankruptcy of the US.
    Janet Smith, Reverend Jones, and vice President, Commander Robertson, a former high level general who decided to retire and run to help save Christian American held a press conference the next day.
    She said, “we have a few words to say to our so called creditors.  Not only are we if elected, and we will be elected as the real American public is behind us, will we refuse to pay our alleged debt, but we will declare the formation of a new Christian Republic and we will use all military forces at our disposal to defend ourselves.”
    At this point the Chinese leadership came to an understanding.  They decided it would be better for the world if the US blew apart so they decided to keep up the pressure but they also let the New American Nationalist know that they had nuclear weapons targeted at the US as did the Iranians, the North Koreans and others.  They would let the US repudiate 50% of the debt but expected full payment of the remaining debt.  And any attempt to use military force would result in the sudden pulling of all US treasury bills which would collapse the US economy and perhaps the Chinese economy.
    And these secret negotiations continued until the election with the Chinese also going to Obama and praising him in public and promising to help reschedule the debt if he were elected.
    The Iranians also decided to wait and see and said that the US troops would stay in Iraq until the election, and then they would have to be withdrawn.
    Most of the world decided to sit back and watch the possible breakup of America, whom most both admired and hated.  The Europeans decided that it would also be in their interest to have five or six competing weak states in the Americas so the British and French also went to both sides with soothing words.
    The British Foreign Minister said in a public speech that they too believed that Britain should embrace some of the new Christian American ideals but privately they were aghast.
    The situation continued unraveling day by day.  The world waited for the election.  Independent polling showed that Obama would win re-election in the blue states but loose in the red states but since the blue states had far more votes he would win.
    Janet Smith, Rev. Jones and Commander Robertson one day three months before the election met secretly in Colorado with representatives of a secret republican, organization headed by former operatives of the Bush administration.
    Mr. X, (only reference ever located were the following transcripts with the initials X, C and Y) started off.
    “Look, let’s get down to brass tacks here.  There are three ways we can win this thing.  First, through a terrorist incident that you stage just before the election that you blame on the Islamic Fascists.  Second, and this is where we come in.  We staged managed Bushes’s elections in 2000 and 2004.  Democratic activists were right.  We rigged the elections.  We did it by switching votes here and there and having the election machines forget that they did so. Without a paper ballot back up, no one could ever prove anything and without anyone talking about it, we pulled it off.  Now we can do it again.  We’ve looked at the polling data.  If we switch some votes in rural areas in California, upstate New York, rural Ohio and Pennsylvania and Florida among Cubans and Jews, and among Jews in NYC we could pull it off again.
    But you have to keep it within the margin of errors.  In each of those states, you are way ahead in the rural areas and way behind in the urban areas.  The key is a very strong get out the vote campaign, a very strong PR campaign claiming critics were traitors and anti-Americans for even suspecting that you would cheat and of course not getting too greedy.
    If you decide to massively steal the vote, all bets are off.  That could lead to civil war.
    Rev.  Jones responded “ Look Mr. X. We know you can pull it off. We’ll do our part but you have to guarantee most of our candidates win.  We can write off California, New York and Pennsylvania but you have to guarantee everything else.”
    “Okay.  If you are willing to risk a civil war, we’ll do it.  But you forgot to listen to my third option.  Pray for a miracle.  The powers of the status quo, Wall Street, and the European and Chinese creditors are all hoping that you either loose or if you win that the US breaks apart into competing weaker states.
    But you have to pay my company up front 50 million dollars in untraceable bills and you have to guarantee we will never be found afterwards.”
    Janet nods her head, and says, “We will win fair and square, but let’s guarantee that and the deal that led to the civil war was struck.
    The X company was never heard of after the election.  Independent verification was of course impossible in the chaotic aftermath of the election, but the X team probably stole the election in enough places to make it inevitable for the Christian Nationalists to claim the won the election.
    The civil war started the next day.

    The European press had the best and more accurate coverage, as the US press was so partisan and mostly pro Christian Nationalists that reading their accounts you can’t understand why half the country revolted the next day.
    California went first.  The Governor of California the day after the election which saw the Christian Nationalist win the entire state of California by 70 percentage points including SF, made a speech that was not broadcasted outside of California.
    She said that independent exit polls included the California field polls show that the democrats had swept the State and that the Christian Nationalists only won in some Southern California and rural Californian counties, but even then they barely won.  He went on to say, “ the results of the election in California and I submit most of the West coast were clearly the result of massive fraud.  Therefore I am filing an emergency injunction against the election results being published as accurate until we can do a verifiable recount.
    And I know that I will not allow the people of California who value our religious diversity, and our rich tapestry of difficult cultures to remain in a Christian Nationalist America.  That is not the America we need or want in California.  California therefore declares the election results null and void and calls upon the rest of America to follow suit.  I’ve asked the governors of  Hawaii, Oregon and Washington State to join together with the governor of British Colombia to form a new state called “the California Federation”.  We have also decided to split the State in two.  Southern California has decided to join with Northern Mexico, and southern Arizona and New Mexico to form the New Mexican Republic, with its capital in Los Angeles.”
    The governor, a former State Senator and long term power broker walks off the stage and the first blow of the civil war erupts as a terrorist bomb goes off in a car parked nearby.  The governor and half the official party is killed.
    The National media blames as usual Obama and the White House for refusing to deal with the growing threat of Iranian terrorists.  The California media, which only reached the rest coast due to the national media blockade that had been informally imposed since the election by the media companies, all allied with the Christian nationalists, failed to air any of what was going on in California.  The internet was being jammed by agents of the NSA who were all working secretly for the new administration already as they hated Obama as did much of the intelligence community because he had dared to question their methods and their understanding of the Muslim world.
    Word still got across the country and thousands of people started packing up and starting leaving the Christian heartland fleeing for the coast fearing the coming civil war.
    The Christian Nationalists declared that they had won the election and they also declared that the old Republic was no longer in existence so they declared the new capital to be New Jerusalem.  They every federal bureaucrat a choice – come out to New Jerusalem now or they would be fired.  And they laughed they hoped most would not come out anyway because most of their jobs would be privatized.
    Jane Smith, Rev.  Jones and VP Commander Robertson went on Nationwide TV almost every day showing how they were preparing to build the new America with the grateful help of the average Christian Americans.
    The reality was very different.  The recession that had occurred had never really ended and became a great depression and most Americans in the Christian states were now renters.  The Churches and charities tried to help but the new government was too busy building up the army and trying to keep foreign creditors at bay to be able too much to help.
    Unemployment remained high but gradually came down as many people found jobs in the one sector that had survived the agricultural sector.  With the collapse of the world oil market, agriculture became localized again and even though most farmers in the Christian States were not big organic farming believers, no one had money to grow anything other than through organic farming.  Horse drawn carts made a big come back as did horse and buggies.
    The first two years of the new era was a period of constant flux and change.  Daily there were new announcements of this or that community going or not joining the various new successor States, and every day there were rumors that the rest of the world would not tolerate the successor states from paying their debts.
    International trade came to a grinding halt as world finance dried up. Many banks and financial institutions went bankrupted.  The East coast cities were just as bankrupted as the rest of the country, but they had decided informally to break away from the New Christian America when they had a chance.
    It soon became clear that this state of affairs could not continue and the President of the California Republic called Janet Smith and suggested that they meet to discuss their differences.  She agreed and they met in the Texas summit.
    Governor Hickinson, who had been an actor before he became a politician, represented California; the President of the New Mexican Republic was represented as were the President of the Carribbean Federation which had just announced its independence.  The Northeastern States, which had yet to formally declare their independence, sent a few governors as well.  All together there were 20 US government leaders of the post American empire represented.
    Governor Tom Davis of the Texas Free Republic started the conference off.  He said, “we are now at a cross roads.  I know that many people in the Christian States want to reconquer the breakaway republics as they call them, but they realize that they can’t do so as they are as broke as the rest of the American republics.  Let’s be honest.  Since the breakup, none of us has been able to raise financing.  California is the only exception since their government has continued to raise tax revenues but even they have problems.  Particularly dealing with refugees who continue to flock to California.  Texas also has had problems with refugees fleeing from Mexico and from the Christian States.  And Madame President, turning to Jane Smith, we know you’ve had a very time with the adjustment.  I hope we can all come to an understanding over what is essentially a divorce.  I offer my good offices as I want to see an America where everyone is prosperous but Texas having regained its independence will not join your Federation, nor will be join anyone’s else’s.  California I know feels the same.  Son’s lets bargain in good faith.  President Hickinson, since you requested this meeting, why don’t you go first?”
    “Sure. Why not? Here’s the deal as I see it.  California and the northwest coast no longer recognize the former United States of America as sovereign entity.  We agree that the former US had become too unworkable a country and that the interests of the various components parts were being held hostage to corrupt self interest groups.  We are building a new world out west based on alternative energy and the use of science to build a better, saner world.  We just want to be left alone as we reject the ideology of the New Christian Nationalists.
    Here’s our opening offer:
    We return to the Christian States those military people and personnel who wish to return home.  We keep the bases we need and sell the rest of off for development.  We will use the money raised to do to two things – pay off some of the debt of the old US and use the rest to rebuild the physical infrastructure of the state, making California the leaders in the next generation of technology.
    Once we have begun recovering our credit, we will begin trading with the rest of the world, selling out agricultural surplus and our advanced technology to the world and of course our entertainment.  We do not want to live in a state of constant war with the rest of the Americas. “
    Jane responded by noting that the old constitution had no provisions for what to do in these situation.  They had rejected the old Republic and saw themselves as a new Nation and wished California well.
    The two sides negotiated for several long weeks but eventually a deal was worked out.
    Sam Harris was the chief negotiator for the State of California. He led his team mates with humor, discipline and an insistence that they show their opponents proper respect despite the fact that Christian States were constantly denouncing them for everything under the sun and were constantly accusing the delegation members of engaging in all sorts of perverse behaviors.

    One day Sam walked into the room with a small announcement that almost ended the conference.  He was fed up and said so.  He said, “We have come here to seek a reasonable end to our mutual obligations.  We have showed all sides decency, courtesy and have refrained from answering the numerous spurious charges in your media.  We have our patience and it is at end.  So unless you are prepared for a war, take our final offer and we go home with a deal or in the famous words of one of favorite television shows of old, “no deal.”
    Jane said that they would go home and make a decision and would let us know soon.  The next week the media announced “No Deal” and the military was called up for duty.
    Sam and his team were ready.  They had prepared for his and had inserted a virus into every government computer system still in existence in the Christian States.  As soon as they had heard the news, they blacked out the entire Christian nationalist Federation.  No power at all.  They kept the power off for a week, turned it on and called Jane Smith.
    She was furious but released she had no choice and they flew back to Texas where the deal was signed.
    It was only later that Sam learned that the Christian Nationalists had sent a nuclear bomb off towards  San Francisco but when the power went out suddenly the missile went off course and blew apart Mexico city by mistake.  That was blamed by all on Iranian terrorists.
    Sam went back to California and ran for President and won when he was 70 years old.  He ran the state for ten years during which California gradually led the West Coast revival and yes, negotiated an end to the Middle East debacle by convincing the Jewish state of Israel to relocate to Eastern Washington where the State of New Israel flourished.
    The End

    Just another night in the city of angels

    by Jake Aller on January 29, 2017.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    “Just Another Night in The City of Angels,”

    Short story

    By

    John (Jake) Cosmos Aller

    Sam Adams worked in the U.S. Embassy in Bangkok helping Americans who got into trouble. And in Bangkok, the City of Angels, middle-aged American males, always got into trouble. Bangkok attracted the down and out and looser flotsam American male like a lamp attracts moths – just could not keep them away. Most of the deaths involved drugs, alcohol, and wild sex. Occasionally violent deaths occurred when the American refused to pay for services rendered or refused to pay for drugs consumed.  Heroin was plentiful as was speed – that Thais called speed “Bhai Lay” or “crazy drug” and the authorities were concerned over the spreading domestic drug crisis. But for now, drugs were still widely available. Sam had dealt with 40 deaths in his time in Bangkok, and at least as many arrests. Although most deaths were routine, traffic accidents being the number one killer of the unwary drunk, every so often, a big old messy mysterious death case arrived on the Embassy doorstep.  Unfortunately, these cases usually happened at closing hour, or in the middle of the night and Sam was always on call – other than routine death cases.   And there was a full moon effect Sam swore – on the nights of the full moon the crazies were out for blood and Bangkok always had its full share of crazy shit.  Just went with the territory.

    Usually, the police called up reporting they had found a dead American in a hotel room who had died from a drug overdose, too much alcohol or a heart attack after a sexual discussion with a “Khatoey”.  The “Khatoey” were infamous throughout Asia. The story goes – the most beautiful drop dead gorgeous women working the Go Go bar scene were depending on one’s view, not quite 100 percent women.   These cases occurred almost daily and Sam always went to the police station, and then to the scene of the crime, usually accompanied by his Thai assistant, the talented and beautiful Khun Air also know to the Embassy staff as “Khun Death” as she handled the paperwork for the death cases.  Sam and Khun Air had a good working relationship although Sam often lusted after Khun Air and she tolerated his flirtations and Sam thought perhaps someday soon they would transition towards a personal relationship.  But for now it was strictly business.

    When Sam first heard of the mysterious death of John Sam Washington, he thought “Just another drunken middle-aged man cheating on his wife while on a sex tourist stop in Bangkok.”  This case, though, was weirder than most.   He received the call at home about 12 am and he called Khun Air to let her know to meet him at the station about 1 am and they would go to the hotel etc. before coming to the Embassy.  Then he called his boss to let him know the status and that he would be a bit late and he headed to the police station.    These late night calls were the norm in his office.

    The station was located near the foreigner bar districts off of Sukavit Road.   Sam was well known at the station and his drinking buddy. Sargent Dang, was the Sargent in charge.   He was a middle aged Thai cop who has seen it all and been working with the foreign embassy staff for decades.  He liked Sam the most of all the foreign embassy staff.  Sam had a down to earth cynical sense of humor and was not arrogant or stuck up as most of the diplomatic staff tended to be. And Sam liked to drink with the local police after hours.

    When they arrived, Kuhn Dang, took Sam aside when he arrived and said, “You will not believe this, Kuhn Sam, – we found the deceased covered with green blood.  When our guys ran in the door they saw Khun Lek the eye witness getting dressed but the male American victim was all cut up in little pieces as if some animal had taken a bite out of him.  And his cock had been bitten off and was missing. “

    Sam responded,

    “You right, I don’t believe it.  Must be the full moon night. What could have caused this? I did not think that there were any wild animals in town?”

    “well whatever killed him tore him up pretty bad and the green blood smells like hell.  Never saw that before.  So let’s go to the hotel.  We have detained the witness, Khun Lek. She is a Khatoey but a mean as hell SOB who has been screaming that she needs to see a lawyer. “

    “So what did she say?”

    “Well, she admitted that she had gone to the room to have sex with the guy but when walked into the room to have sex with him she saw him there – dead and saw a monstrous creature on top of him ripping him apart with her teeth and claws.  The creature has red leathery skin and five or six arms and huge wings.  The creature took one look at her and flew out the window into the night carrying away Mr. Washington’s cock.”

    They went to the hotel room, and Sam saw the badly cut up Mr. Washington, and saw the green slime covering his body, mixed in with his red blood.  Khun Lek came into the room and leered at Sam and then told her story.

    “Well you see I met him at my club, Hollywood.  And he gave me some money, paid the bar fee and we arranged to meet up here. When I got here the door was open and I saw this thing on top of him ripping apart his flesh.  It was hideous, had red skin, wings and six arms.  The thing looked up and me, then flew out the window taking Sam’s cock with it.  I went downstairs and called the cops. They came over and then we called you. That’s it.”

    Sam looked at her, and said,

    “Khun Lek, I don’t believe you.  Khun Dang said that you have a reputation for violence and have been charged with assault before.  “

    “yeah but how do you explain the green blood?”

    “beats me.  Okay, they will detain you for further questioning.  I am done here.”

    Khun Lek called out,

    “see you at the Hollywood and I will let you buy me a drink, I know you want me.”

    Sam and Khun Death left and went to the Embassy.  He had the unenviable task of reporting the death of an American citizen. He had to return to the Embassy in the dead of night to call the next of kin. He found a Mrs. Washington listed with a phone number in the victim’s passport.

    He was usually very circumspect and tactful when speaking to the deceased.  No reason to let her know her husband was found naked by a trannie Khatoey hooker who may have killed him.  And he certainly did not want to tell her that he may have been killed by some “freazoid “monster from his worst nightmares.  Just no upside to that he figured.  He figured that she did not need to know yet.  In time perhaps if it is in the official police report he might let her know but tonight he was the bearer of bad news.

    He reached her on the phone and told her why he was calling.

    “Mrs. Washington, this is Sam Adams calling from the U.S. Embassy in Bangkok. I am afraid I have some bad news. Your husband, Sam is dead. He was apparently killed by a wild vicious attack. We are not sure how it happened actually but he was found dead and his body torn up. I am sorry to be the bearer of bad news.”

    “Sam, the son of a bitch is dead? Good riddance. I’d much rather be a widow than a divorcee anyway. That way I inherit everything and keep the property away from his brothers. Fuck it. Did he die while having sex?  You know he was on a sex tour to celebrate our pending divorce.”

    “Well, he was found by a prostitute but only after he had been mauled by a wild animal or a crazed drug addict.”

    “Well as the next of kin, I really don’t want to bring him back for a funeral but I will leave that up to his siblings to arrange. Just tell me what I have to do to bring him back.”

    “Well, we will be touch then.  Let me give you my phone and email numbers.”

    Sam explained the process and promised to call with the details the next day. He went home exhausted as he usually was after talking to the grieving family members. This was his 40th death call and they never were routine or pleasant.  The next day he finished the paperwork, and they prepared the death certificates and the mortuary certificates and Sam and Khun Death took custody of the victim’s property found in his hotel room.  The usual clothes, personal items and a journal – that was pornographic – he was on a sex tour of Thailand to celebrate his pending divorce. Sam decided that he would conveniently forget to send the lap top to the next of kin.  Besides he could possibly publish the journal on the side and make a lot of money. First time that Sam had thought of doing that.

    That night Sam decided he needed a few drinks and ended up in the Hollywood club on Nana Plaza on Sukavit Road and saw Kuhn Lek standing there. She/he invited Sam over for a night cap. Sam said “What the hey. I deserve it.” Sam had been with a number of the girls in Soi Cowboy but he had yet been with a Khatoey and was looking forward to the experience.

    They went into the back room. Kuhn Lek took off her clothes revealing a stunningly beautiful body beneath her clothes. They started kissing and fooling around and Sam looked down and noticed that Kuhn Lek was turning reddish in color, and her skin was becoming leathery.

    Sam jumped up alarmed and backed away from her – just as she transformed into a hideous creature with leathery wings and tentacles like that of a squid or octopus. She hissed “Sam, I am a Cthulu from the planet Sirius and I have existed for years. I live to eat human animals like you. You can’t escape your fate.” Kuhn Lek plunged at Sam.

    Sam ran out the door and into his colleagues who were looking for him. Sam turned and saw Kuhn Lek flying off through the window and disappearing into the gloomy night air of Bangkok.

    Sam went to the hospital to be tested for drugs as his friends thought that someone had laced his drinks as he was obviously hallucinating. He was found to be drunk but not on drugs and he went home.

    The next day he wrote down everything and reported it to his boss and to the security chief. They did not believe him but his police contacts told him that they had heard of this creature before and regaled him with other tales of men being torn apart by vicious creatures after encountering a khatoey.

    Sam became somewhat famous among the local staff and Embassy folks and the story of the Cthulu beast spread around town. Sam just concluded that it was a case of TIT – this is Thailand and just another night in the city of Angels. He never saw Khun Lek again – she had fled the scene.

    Author notes

    just another night in Bangkok

    Jesus Must Die Again

    by Jake Aller on January 29, 2017.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    NYC City Police Report
    July 5 10 a.m.

    Police officer Smith took the initial call and responded to report of a disturbed indivual walking about South Bronx naked, bleeding and screaming gibberish.  Smith approached the subject, who was wandering the streets, screaming.  Subject was 6 foot tall, of possible Middle Eastern descent.  Subject was wandering the street looking intently to automobiles as if he had never seen an automobile.  Subject appeared to be on drugs or undergoing a psychotic break down.  Subject was unable to communicate in English, Spanish or Arabic. Subject had no identification or money on him.  Subject appeared to be dehydrated and in considerable pain from what looked like whip marks.  Subject was bleeding from many wounds but appeared to be otherwise healthy. Subject refused to cooperate, and back up was called.  Patrol Smith radioed the station for advice.  Lt. Amos contacted Bellevue Hospital and arranged for an emergency incarceration, as the subject was clearly a danger to himself and others.  Four police officers approached the subject and subdued him with a tazer.    He was brought to Bellevue and admitted at 1130 a.m.  Dr.  Johnson was the admitting physician.

    Case closed July 5 11 a.m

    Dr. Johnson Case notes Case of John Doe, Aka Bleeding Man from the Bronx Aka Jesus

    July 5 1130 a.m.  Subject was found wandering around South Bronx this morning muttering gibberish to himself.  Subject was clearly delusional, and appeared capable of becoming violent and was brought to the hospital for evaluation.  Subject was bleeding from various wounds that appeared to have been caused by whips.  Subject appeared to be of Middle Eastern descent but did not seem to communicate in Arabic, English, Spanish or any other language.  Subject was taken to the clinic for first aid treatment, x-rays, blood tests, and x-rays.  Subject was also given a DNA screening and fingerprinted.  Subject was then given sedatives and allowed to sleep.

    My assistant, Dr. Amerada, suggested that he be allowed to interview the subject.  Dr. Amerada said that he thought the subject might be speaking Amharic, which is spoken in his native land.
    The interview was taped.  Transcript follows:

    Dr. A:  Hello.  Can you understand my language?

    Subject:  Yes, praise the lord, finally someone I can talk to.  Where am I?  What is this place?  How did I get here? Why am I here?

    Dr.  A:  Okay, good.  Let’s start at the basis. I’ll answer your questions after you answer a few of mine.  Okay?

    Subject:  Fine.  Ask me anything.

    Dr.A:  Okay, what is your name?  Where are you from?  What were you doing in the Bronx?  How did you get those wounds? What is your usual occupation?

    Subject:  Okay.  My name is Jesus Nazarene. My father was Joseph of Nazarene.  I was a carpenter.  I was also a part-time preacher.  I got into trouble with the local authorities because I had denounced the corruption in the Temple and the unholy alliance with the Roman authorities.  Some of my followers thought I was the son of God.  I do admit that I seemed to be able to sense divine will and had preached that the Messiah would come soon.  However, the Son of God?  Therefore, my followers sold me out to the Romans and I was condemned to die.  I was whipped, flogged, and left to die nailed to a cross on a hilltop.  The next thing I knew I found myself in your city streets.  I was confused – I had never seen so many people and strange carts.  Everything was just too much.  I screamed out thinking I was in some sort of Hell.  Then uniformed soldiers shot me at with some strange weapon and I found myself here.  I still do not know where I am or why I did not die that day.

    Dr.A: You claim you are Jesus. The Jesus born of Mary and Joseph that the Gospels talk about?

    Subject:  My name is Jesus.  My father was Joseph, my mother was Mary, and my brother is James.  However, I do not know what these Gospels are that you mentioned.

    Dr. A:  Okay.  Let us see.  You were left to die on that cross when?

    Subject:  In the springtime.  I do not know the date exactly but it was early spring.  There were quite a few other so-called criminals put to death that day by order of Pontius Pilate, the corrupt ruler of Jerusalem.  The Priests wanted me to be killed as they thought I was a troublemaker and would ruin their cozy relations with the Romans.  All I was preaching was that the end times were coming and that we must rise up against our oppressors.  Can I ask you a few questions?

    Dr. A: sure.

    Subject:  Okay where am I?  What is this city?  Am I on the planet Earth?  Am I in heaven or Hell?  Why was I brought here?

    Dr. A:  Okay. You are in a city called New York City.  It is on the planet Earth.  The Roman Emperor fell 1500 hundred years ago.  When Jesus died, his followers founded a religion that has flourished since then.  Most people in this country believed that Jesus was the Son of God and that he died for our sins.  If you are that Jesus, it is a miracle that you have come back after 2000 years.  However, I think it is more likely that you are suffering from a mental illness and we will help you recover your real identity.  However, you have to help us.  Can you tell us where you were living before you went to the Bronx yesterday?

    Subject:  I am not crazy.  My name is Jesus but I do not know if I am the Jesus that you speak of.  The Roman Empire is no more? 2000 years passed?  I do not know how I got here.  I have never been to this city and this country.  I was living in Jerusalem when I was arrested

    Dr. A: Okay.  Let’s take a break.  Would you like to eat something?

    Subject:  yes. Some fish, bread and rice would be nice.

    Dr. A: Okay, I will order in.

    Subject:  How did you do that?  What is that device?  Who are you people?

    Dr A:  It is a telephone – a device that allows us to communicate long distances.  It was invented 200 years ago.  If you are who you claim to be, you have a lot of catching up to do.  We want to help you discover who you really are.

    Subject:  I am Jesus, that is all.  I am not the Son of God.  I am a simple carpenter and a prophet of God.  That’s was my mission.  I want to know more about the people who call themselves Christians.

    Dr. A: Well, we can give some reading material once you are able to read and write.  Can you write?

    Subject:  Yes, I can read and write Latin and Hebrew and Greek too. I liked to read as a hobby.  What language are you speaking?

    Dr. A:  English, the major world language today.  It is derived from that spoken by those people living in Britain in your era.

    Subject:  I want to rest.  Tomorrow can I go out into the city and walk around?  I want to experience my new surroundings.  In addition, I want someone to start teaching me how to speak and read your language.  I believe that my mission is to spread the word to your people.  I have so much to learn and do.

    End of Interview with Subject

    Dr. Tom Johnson was watching the interview via a one-way mirror.  He was moved deeply by the experience as he was raised as a Catholic but was no longer church going.  Just too busy and besides he was pretty skeptical these days, particularly with the radical Christians making inroads into every profession including the mental health field, which had for a long time been dominated by agnostics and non-religious secularists.  The radical right was forever denouncing the evils of secular humanism.  Tom did not know what that was exactly other than it seemed to described him and his friends.

    That night Tom went out to a party and mentioned to several of his friends at the party that he had interviewed the “bleeding man from the Bronx”

    “I think he is suffering from some religious delusion.  He was found wondering the streets muttering gibberish and bleeding from wounds.  He did not seem to understand any language we tried until my college, Dr. Amerada tried speaking Amharic.  The subject understood that and claimed that he was Jesus, and was crucified by the Romans for being a troublemaker and formatting revolution.  Complete nonsense of course.  ”

    Sara, a fellow psychologist who had a private practice specializing in cases of religious delusions was fascinated.  She asked Tom for more details.  Tom demurred, saying that he had probably already said too much.

    Sara called the next day and offered to treat the Bleeding man pro bono provided they could find some place he could stay, as the 72 hours of involuntary commitment would run out soon.

    Tom called Dr.  Amerada into his office.

    Tom started by asking for an update on the Bleeding man case.

    Jerry responded,

    ” Well, you may find this hard to believe but I am inclined to believe him.  Either he is who he is claiming to be or this is one of the most unusual religious delusion cases I have ever heard about.  I understand that our friend Sara is interested in meeting him?”

    “Jerry, Sara has even offered to treat him pro-bono if we can find a place for him to stay.  What I want to do is get him out of her before the media descends upon us with stories of ‘Jesus being locked up in Bellevue’ etc get out.  I figure we have probably until the end of the day before someone talks to the media.  Any ideas?”

    “Well, since I believe him I would like to help.  I think some of my Coptic Christian friends can hide him away in the Bronx.  You know that reporters usually do not like to go over there – too dangerous etc.  My friends could put him up and help by having someone teach him English and basic survival skills.  However, to pull this off we need a plan – let me talk to my friends.  Do not worry I will not talk to the press and my friends well some of them are afraid of immigration so they will want to keep him hidden as well.  One thing we could do though is have our police friends run a fingerprint and record search – see if any missing person reports match up and see if there are any immigration records with his fingerprints on it.  However, if he is an illegal may be no record.  Who knows?”

    “Jerry, I’ll leave the details to you but make sure no one talks.  We will say if asked that he was released in the custody of his cousin who claims that he took some illegal drugs and had a bad trip.  He is no longer dangerous and therefore had to be released. Standard policy etc.  I’ll talk to my friends in the police and see if we can get a discrete record check done.”

    About 5 pm that night Jerry Amerada had made arrangements.  Several Coptic Christians came to the hospital in a van and after filling out the paperwork took the bleeding man from the hospital.  He was marked down as “released to relatives. Identity not confirmed.  No longer dangerous to self or others.  Relatives promised to pay hospital bills which will be sent to them.”

    Jesus was taken to the South Bronx and to a Coptic Christian Church.  He was given a room and a tutor.  Dr. Amerada came by daily to catch up on him.  After several weeks had gone by, Tom was feeling pleased.  The media had forgotten the story.  No one seemed to have spoken out of school and Tom thought to himself that it was just another weird case and he vowed to call Sara up one of these days to see if she had indeed met the bleeding man.  Tom still could not bring himself to call him Jesus.

    Jerry was profoundly affected by Jesus and he believed him and wanted to help him in his new ministry.  The Coptic Christian church members were all sworn to secrecy by Jesus himself.  Jerry had explained a bit about contemporary Christian society and the divisions between Catholics, Orthodox, and the many different types of Protestants.

    Jesus was making considerable progress in learning English and could communicate basic English and had started learning to read.  Jesus told the church one Sunday that he felt he should help the church out and offered to pay for his room and board as the repairperson for the Church.

    The Chief priest had to explain to Jesus the facts of life.

    “Jesus, if I hire you I have to prove that you are here legally.  You have no ID, no history, and no records.  If you start working, you would draw attention to yourself.  DHS might even come by to talk to you.  You
    might even be arrested.  Once you are arrested if you claim to be Jesus we will not be able to help you.  Half the population in this country will think you are a fraud, the other half will want to worship you as the son of God.  Everything you say will be written down and interpreted.  ”

    Father Azeri, I appreciate your help.  I appreciate you taking me in, feeding me, and putting up with me. Nevertheless, I cannot live off your charity any more.  I know I was brought back for a reason.  It is to combat the same sort of people that were ruining the Church in my days.  The money changers. The philistines.  They have sold my religious teachings out.  They did not understand me then and they do not understand me now.

    Let us make a deal.  I will stay here quietly for six more months until I can communicate my message in English and until I understand a bit more about modern society and life.  In the meantime, my tutor tells me that there are fake ID’s and identity documents I can obtain? ”

    “Jesus, my friend, you make it difficult to say no.  Okay, you stay here for six months more as our guest.  At that point we will get you some sort of paper work and see what we can do to get you a job and money. ”

    “Dr. Azeri.  There is something more you can and will do for me.  Once I am ready to begin my campaign to clean up Christianity you will support me in all that I do.  It will be dangerous.  I think the enemies of the truth faith are all around and have taken over the true faith.  Once I start preaching it will become very dangerous.”

    Dr.  Azeri assured him that he would have his support and told his staff that Jesus would be staying for six more months as their guest and that he will start preaching again in six months time.

    During the next six months, Jesus works hard on his English and learning all he could about the modern world including the history of religion.  He is dismayed and mortified at what had been done in his name and in the name of God.  Jesus knew in his heart that he was brought back to purify Christianity and to unify mankind by preaching a new religious message.  He began to deeply delve into Islam and Buddhist teachings and spent his days on the internet or in the library.  He visited mosques and Buddhist temples in NYC.

    Jesus signed up for various e-mail religious sites and began posting messages on various bulletin boards.  Word slowly began spreading out among various belief sites that a man calling himself Jesus and claiming to be the one true messiah had come back and was living in NYC waiting to begin his mission to planet earth.

    Leaders of the Christian coalition, right wing Christian groups and the Catholic Church in Rome soon heard from their followers that someone claiming to be Jesus was on the internet denouncing modern day Christian leaders for betraying the true meaning of Christianity.

    One of Jesus’s postings got Rev. Jones, the leader of the new Christian movement in the U.S. very angry.  Reverend Jones had spent ten years trying to bring together the various right wing Christian groups together into a new unified movement which he labeled the “new Christian movement”. His goals as listed on his web page was simple”

    We aim at nothing less than a take over of the US Government by the Christian movement and the establishment of a biblical centric government in the U.S.

    The US will become a shining star spreading Christian values worldwide.

    We will ban all immoral conduct and shut down the adult entertainment industry.

    We will clean up America by banning drugs, alcohol and tobacco products.

    Premarital and extra marital sex will be illegal and severely punished.

    Homosexuality will be illegal and punished by death.

    Abortion will be illegal.

    We will make Christianity a State Religion.  Non-Christians will be free to worship at home, but will not be allowed to publicly recruit.  The Islamic faith will be made illegal and all Mosques will be shut down and all Muslim believers will be given a choice – convert to Christianity or leave the U.S.  They will be given one year to comply.
    Immigration laws will be made fairer – workers will be allowed to come but only Christians of good character will be allowed to become citizens.
    NYC City Police Report
    July 5 10 a.m.

    Police officer Smith took the initial call and responded to report of a disturbed indivual walking about South Bronx naked, bleeding and screaming gibberish.  Smith approached the subject, who was wandering the streets, screaming.  Subject was 6 foot tall, of possible Middle Eastern descent.  Subject was wandering the street looking intently to automobiles as if he had never seen an automobile.  Subject appeared to be on drugs or undergoing a psychotic break down.  Subject was unable to communicate in English, Spanish or Arabic. Subject had no identification or money on him.  Subject appeared to be dehydrated and in considerable pain from what looked like whip marks.  Subject was bleeding from many wounds but appeared to be otherwise healthy. Subject refused to cooperate, and back up was called.  Patrol Smith radioed the station for advice.  Lt. Amos contacted Bellevue Hospital and arranged for an emergency incarceration, as the subject was clearly a danger to himself and others.  Four police officers approached the subject and subdued him with a tazer.    He was brought to Bellevue and admitted at 1130 a.m.  Dr.  Johnson was the admitting physician.

    Case closed July 5 11 a.m

    Dr. Johnson Case notes Case of John Doe, Aka Bleeding Man from the Bronx Aka Jesus

    July 5 1130 a.m.  Subject was found wandering around South Bronx this morning muttering gibberish to himself.  Subject was clearly delusional, and appeared capable of becoming violent and was brought to the hospital for evaluation.  Subject was bleeding from various wounds that appeared to have been caused by whips.  Subject appeared to be of Middle Eastern descent but did not seem to communicate in Arabic, English, Spanish or any other language.  Subject was taken to the clinic for first aid treatment, x-rays, blood tests, and x-rays.  Subject was also given a DNA screening and fingerprinted.  Subject was then given sedatives and allowed to sleep.

    My assistant, Dr. Amerada, suggested that he be allowed to interview the subject.  Dr. Amerada said that he thought the subject might be speaking Amharic, which is spoken in his native land.
    The interview was taped.  Transcript follows:

    Dr. A:  Hello.  Can you understand my language?

    Subject:  Yes, praise the lord, finally someone I can talk to.  Where am I?  What is this place?  How did I get here? Why am I here?

    Dr.  A:  Okay, good.  Let’s start at the basis. I’ll answer your questions after you answer a few of mine.  Okay?

    Subject:  Fine.  Ask me anything.

    Dr.A:  Okay, what is your name?  Where are you from?  What were you doing in the Bronx?  How did you get those wounds? What is your usual occupation?

    Subject:  Okay.  My name is Jesus Nazarene. My father was Joseph of Nazarene.  I was a carpenter.  I was also a part-time preacher.  I got into trouble with the local authorities because I had denounced the corruption in the Temple and the unholy alliance with the Roman authorities.  Some of my followers thought I was the son of God.  I do admit that I seemed to be able to sense divine will and had preached that the Messiah would come soon.  However, the Son of God?  Therefore, my followers sold me out to the Romans and I was condemned to die.  I was whipped, flogged, and left to die nailed to a cross on a hilltop.  The next thing I knew I found myself in your city streets.  I was confused – I had never seen so many people and strange carts.  Everything was just too much.  I screamed out thinking I was in some sort of Hell.  Then uniformed soldiers shot me at with some strange weapon and I found myself here.  I still do not know where I am or why I did not die that day.

    Dr.A: You claim you are Jesus. The Jesus born of Mary and Joseph that the Gospels talk about?

    Subject:  My name is Jesus.  My father was Joseph, my mother was Mary, and my brother is James.  However, I do not know what these Gospels are that you mentioned.

    Dr. A:  Okay.  Let us see.  You were left to die on that cross when?

    Subject:  In the springtime.  I do not know the date exactly but it was early spring.  There were quite a few other so-called criminals put to death that day by order of Pontius Pilate, the corrupt ruler of Jerusalem.  The Priests wanted me to be killed as they thought I was a troublemaker and would ruin their cozy relations with the Romans.  All I was preaching was that the end times were coming and that we must rise up against our oppressors.  Can I ask you a few questions?

    Dr. A: sure.

    Subject:  Okay where am I?  What is this city?  Am I on the planet Earth?  Am I in heaven or Hell?  Why was I brought here?

    Dr. A:  Okay. You are in a city called New York City.  It is on the planet Earth.  The Roman Emperor fell 1500 hundred years ago.  When Jesus died, his followers founded a religion that has flourished since then.  Most people in this country believed that Jesus was the Son of God and that he died for our sins.  If you are that Jesus, it is a miracle that you have come back after 2000 years.  However, I think it is more likely that you are suffering from a mental illness and we will help you recover your real identity.  However, you have to help us.  Can you tell us where you were living before you went to the Bronx yesterday?

    Subject:  I am not crazy.  My name is Jesus but I do not know if I am the Jesus that you speak of.  The Roman Empire is no more? 2000 years passed?  I do not know how I got here.  I have never been to this city and this country.  I was living in Jerusalem when I was arrested

    Dr. A: Okay.  Let’s take a break.  Would you like to eat something?

    Subject:  yes. Some fish, bread and rice would be nice.

    Dr. A: Okay, I will order in.

    Subject:  How did you do that?  What is that device?  Who are you people?

    Dr A:  It is a telephone – a device that allows us to communicate long distances.  It was invented 200 years ago.  If you are who you claim to be, you have a lot of catching up to do.  We want to help you discover who you really are.

    Subject:  I am Jesus, that is all.  I am not the Son of God.  I am a simple carpenter and a prophet of God.  That’s was my mission.  I want to know more about the people who call themselves Christians.

    Dr. A: Well, we can give some reading material once you are able to read and write.  Can you write?

    Subject:  Yes, I can read and write Latin and Hebrew and Greek too. I liked to read as a hobby.  What language are you speaking?

    Dr. A:  English, the major world language today.  It is derived from that spoken by those people living in Britain in your era.

    Subject:  I want to rest.  Tomorrow can I go out into the city and walk around?  I want to experience my new surroundings.  In addition, I want someone to start teaching me how to speak and read your language.  I believe that my mission is to spread the word to your people.  I have so much to learn and do.

    End of Interview with Subject

    Dr. Tom Johnson was watching the interview via a one-way mirror.  He was moved deeply by the experience as he was raised as a Catholic but was no longer church going.  Just too busy and besides he was pretty skeptical these days, particularly with the radical Christians making inroads into every profession including the mental health field, which had for a long time been dominated by agnostics and non-religious secularists.  The radical right was forever denouncing the evils of secular humanism.  Tom did not know what that was exactly other than it seemed to described him and his friends.

    That night Tom went out to a party and mentioned to several of his friends at the party that he had interviewed the “bleeding man from the Bronx”

    “I think he is suffering from some religious delusion.  He was found wondering the streets muttering gibberish and bleeding from wounds.  He did not seem to understand any language we tried until my college, Dr. Amerada tried speaking Amharic.  The subject understood that and claimed that he was Jesus, and was crucified by the Romans for being a troublemaker and formatting revolution.  Complete nonsense of course.  ”

    Sara, a fellow psychologist who had a private practice specializing in cases of religious delusions was fascinated.  She asked Tom for more details.  Tom demurred, saying that he had probably already said too much.

    Sara called the next day and offered to treat the Bleeding man pro bono provided they could find some place he could stay, as the 72 hours of involuntary commitment would run out soon.

    Tom called Dr.  Amerada into his office.

    Tom started by asking for an update on the Bleeding man case.

    Jerry responded,

    ” Well, you may find this hard to believe but I am inclined to believe him.  Either he is who he is claiming to be or this is one of the most unusual religious delusion cases I have ever heard about.  I understand that our friend Sara is interested in meeting him?”

    “Jerry, Sara has even offered to treat him pro-bono if we can find a place for him to stay.  What I want to do is get him out of her before the media descends upon us with stories of ‘Jesus being locked up in Bellevue’ etc get out.  I figure we have probably until the end of the day before someone talks to the media.  Any ideas?”

    “Well, since I believe him I would like to help.  I think some of my Coptic Christian friends can hide him away in the Bronx.  You know that reporters usually do not like to go over there – too dangerous etc.  My friends could put him up and help by having someone teach him English and basic survival skills.  However, to pull this off we need a plan – let me talk to my friends.  Do not worry I will not talk to the press and my friends well some of them are afraid of immigration so they will want to keep him hidden as well.  One thing we could do though is have our police friends run a fingerprint and record search – see if any missing person reports match up and see if there are any immigration records with his fingerprints on it.  However, if he is an illegal may be no record.  Who knows?”

    “Jerry, I’ll leave the details to you but make sure no one talks.  We will say if asked that he was released in the custody of his cousin who claims that he took some illegal drugs and had a bad trip.  He is no longer dangerous and therefore had to be released. Standard policy etc.  I’ll talk to my friends in the police and see if we can get a discrete record check done.”

    About 5 pm that night Jerry Amerada had made arrangements.  Several Coptic Christians came to the hospital in a van and after filling out the paperwork took the bleeding man from the hospital.  He was marked down as “released to relatives. Identity not confirmed.  No longer dangerous to self or others.  Relatives promised to pay hospital bills which will be sent to them.”

    Jesus was taken to the South Bronx and to a Coptic Christian Church.  He was given a room and a tutor.  Dr. Amerada came by daily to catch up on him.  After several weeks had gone by, Tom was feeling pleased.  The media had forgotten the story.  No one seemed to have spoken out of school and Tom thought to himself that it was just another weird case and he vowed to call Sara up one of these days to see if she had indeed met the bleeding man.  Tom still could not bring himself to call him Jesus.

    Jerry was profoundly affected by Jesus and he believed him and wanted to help him in his new ministry.  The Coptic Christian church members were all sworn to secrecy by Jesus himself.  Jerry had explained a bit about contemporary Christian society and the divisions between Catholics, Orthodox, and the many different types of Protestants.

    Jesus was making considerable progress in learning English and could communicate basic English and had started learning to read.  Jesus told the church one Sunday that he felt he should help the church out and offered to pay for his room and board as the repairperson for the Church.

    The Chief priest had to explain to Jesus the facts of life.

    “Jesus, if I hire you I have to prove that you are here legally.  You have no ID, no history, and no records.  If you start working, you would draw attention to yourself.  DHS might even come by to talk to you.  You
    might even be arrested.  Once you are arrested if you claim to be Jesus we will not be able to help you.  Half the population in this country will think you are a fraud, the other half will want to worship you as the son of God.  Everything you say will be written down and interpreted.  ”

    Father Azeri, I appreciate your help.  I appreciate you taking me in, feeding me, and putting up with me. Nevertheless, I cannot live off your charity any more.  I know I was brought back for a reason.  It is to combat the same sort of people that were ruining the Church in my days.  The money changers. The philistines.  They have sold my religious teachings out.  They did not understand me then and they do not understand me now.

    Let us make a deal.  I will stay here quietly for six more months until I can communicate my message in English and until I understand a bit more about modern society and life.  In the meantime, my tutor tells me that there are fake ID’s and identity documents I can obtain? ”

    “Jesus, my friend, you make it difficult to say no.  Okay, you stay here for six months more as our guest.  At that point we will get you some sort of paper work and see what we can do to get you a job and money. ”

    “Dr. Azeri.  There is something more you can and will do for me.  Once I am ready to begin my campaign to clean up Christianity you will support me in all that I do.  It will be dangerous.  I think the enemies of the truth faith are all around and have taken over the true faith.  Once I start preaching it will become very dangerous.”

    Dr.  Azeri assured him that he would have his support and told his staff that Jesus would be staying for six more months as their guest and that he will start preaching again in six months time.

    During the next six months, Jesus works hard on his English and learning all he could about the modern world including the history of religion.  He is dismayed and mortified at what had been done in his name and in the name of God.  Jesus knew in his heart that he was brought back to purify Christianity and to unify mankind by preaching a new religious message.  He began to deeply delve into Islam and Buddhist teachings and spent his days on the internet or in the library.  He visited mosques and Buddhist temples in NYC.

    Jesus signed up for various e-mail religious sites and began posting messages on various bulletin boards.  Word slowly began spreading out among various belief sites that a man calling himself Jesus and claiming to be the one true messiah had come back and was living in NYC waiting to begin his mission to planet earth.

    Leaders of the Christian coalition, right wing Christian groups and the Catholic Church in Rome soon heard from their followers that someone claiming to be Jesus was on the internet denouncing modern day Christian leaders for betraying the true meaning of Christianity.

    One of Jesus’s postings got Rev. Jones, the leader of the new Christian movement in the U.S. very angry.  Reverend Jones had spent ten years trying to bring together the various right wing Christian groups together into a new unified movement which he labeled the “new Christian movement”. His goals as listed on his web page was simple”

    We aim at nothing less than a take over of the US Government by the Christian movement and the establishment of a biblical centric government in the U.S.

    The US will become a shining star spreading Christian values worldwide.

    We will ban all immoral conduct and shut down the adult entertainment industry.

    We will clean up America by banning drugs, alcohol and tobacco products.

    Premarital and extra marital sex will be illegal and severely punished.

    Homosexuality will be illegal and punished by death.

    Abortion will be illegal.

    We will make Christianity a State Religion.  Non-Christians will be free to worship at home, but will not be allowed to publicly recruit.  The Islamic faith will be made illegal and all Mosques will be shut down and all Muslim believers will be given a choice – convert to Christianity or leave the U.S.  They will be given one year to comply.
    Immigration laws will be made fairer – workers will be allowed to come but only Christians of good character will be allowed to become citizens.
    NYC City Police Report
    July 5 10 a.m.

    Police officer Smith took the initial call and responded to report of a disturbed indivual walking about South Bronx naked, bleeding and screaming gibberish.  Smith approached the subject, who was wandering the streets, screaming.  Subject was 6 foot tall, of possible Middle Eastern descent.  Subject was wandering the street looking intently to automobiles as if he had never seen an automobile.  Subject appeared to be on drugs or undergoing a psychotic break down.  Subject was unable to communicate in English, Spanish or Arabic. Subject had no identification or money on him.  Subject appeared to be dehydrated and in considerable pain from what looked like whip marks.  Subject was bleeding from many wounds but appeared to be otherwise healthy. Subject refused to cooperate, and back up was called.  Patrol Smith radioed the station for advice.  Lt. Amos contacted Bellevue Hospital and arranged for an emergency incarceration, as the subject was clearly a danger to himself and others.  Four police officers approached the subject and subdued him with a tazer.    He was brought to Bellevue and admitted at 1130 a.m.  Dr.  Johnson was the admitting physician.

    Case closed July 5 11 a.m

    Dr. Johnson Case notes Case of John Doe, Aka Bleeding Man from the Bronx Aka Jesus

    July 5 1130 a.m.  Subject was found wandering around South Bronx this morning muttering gibberish to himself.  Subject was clearly delusional, and appeared capable of becoming violent and was brought to the hospital for evaluation.  Subject was bleeding from various wounds that appeared to have been caused by whips.  Subject appeared to be of Middle Eastern descent but did not seem to communicate in Arabic, English, Spanish or any other language.  Subject was taken to the clinic for first aid treatment, x-rays, blood tests, and x-rays.  Subject was also given a DNA screening and fingerprinted.  Subject was then given sedatives and allowed to sleep.

    My assistant, Dr. Amerada, suggested that he be allowed to interview the subject.  Dr. Amerada said that he thought the subject might be speaking Amharic, which is spoken in his native land.
    The interview was taped.  Transcript follows:

    Dr. A:  Hello.  Can you understand my language?

    Subject:  Yes, praise the lord, finally someone I can talk to.  Where am I?  What is this place?  How did I get here? Why am I here?

    Dr.  A:  Okay, good.  Let’s start at the basis. I’ll answer your questions after you answer a few of mine.  Okay?

    Subject:  Fine.  Ask me anything.

    Dr.A:  Okay, what is your name?  Where are you from?  What were you doing in the Bronx?  How did you get those wounds? What is your usual occupation?

    Subject:  Okay.  My name is Jesus Nazarene. My father was Joseph of Nazarene.  I was a carpenter.  I was also a part-time preacher.  I got into trouble with the local authorities because I had denounced the corruption in the Temple and the unholy alliance with the Roman authorities.  Some of my followers thought I was the son of God.  I do admit that I seemed to be able to sense divine will and had preached that the Messiah would come soon.  However, the Son of God?  Therefore, my followers sold me out to the Romans and I was condemned to die.  I was whipped, flogged, and left to die nailed to a cross on a hilltop.  The next thing I knew I found myself in your city streets.  I was confused – I had never seen so many people and strange carts.  Everything was just too much.  I screamed out thinking I was in some sort of Hell.  Then uniformed soldiers shot me at with some strange weapon and I found myself here.  I still do not know where I am or why I did not die that day.

    Dr.A: You claim you are Jesus. The Jesus born of Mary and Joseph that the Gospels talk about?

    Subject:  My name is Jesus.  My father was Joseph, my mother was Mary, and my brother is James.  However, I do not know what these Gospels are that you mentioned.

    Dr. A:  Okay.  Let us see.  You were left to die on that cross when?

    Subject:  In the springtime.  I do not know the date exactly but it was early spring.  There were quite a few other so-called criminals put to death that day by order of Pontius Pilate, the corrupt ruler of Jerusalem.  The Priests wanted me to be killed as they thought I was a troublemaker and would ruin their cozy relations with the Romans.  All I was preaching was that the end times were coming and that we must rise up against our oppressors.  Can I ask you a few questions?

    Dr. A: sure.

    Subject:  Okay where am I?  What is this city?  Am I on the planet Earth?  Am I in heaven or Hell?  Why was I brought here?

    Dr. A:  Okay. You are in a city called New York City.  It is on the planet Earth.  The Roman Emperor fell 1500 hundred years ago.  When Jesus died, his followers founded a religion that has flourished since then.  Most people in this country believed that Jesus was the Son of God and that he died for our sins.  If you are that Jesus, it is a miracle that you have come back after 2000 years.  However, I think it is more likely that you are suffering from a mental illness and we will help you recover your real identity.  However, you have to help us.  Can you tell us where you were living before you went to the Bronx yesterday?

    Subject:  I am not crazy.  My name is Jesus but I do not know if I am the Jesus that you speak of.  The Roman Empire is no more? 2000 years passed?  I do not know how I got here.  I have never been to this city and this country.  I was living in Jerusalem when I was arrested

    Dr. A: Okay.  Let’s take a break.  Would you like to eat something?

    Subject:  yes. Some fish, bread and rice would be nice.

    Dr. A: Okay, I will order in.

    Subject:  How did you do that?  What is that device?  Who are you people?

    Dr A:  It is a telephone – a device that allows us to communicate long distances.  It was invented 200 years ago.  If you are who you claim to be, you have a lot of catching up to do.  We want to help you discover who you really are.

    Subject:  I am Jesus, that is all.  I am not the Son of God.  I am a simple carpenter and a prophet of God.  That’s was my mission.  I want to know more about the people who call themselves Christians.

    Dr. A: Well, we can give some reading material once you are able to read and write.  Can you write?

    Subject:  Yes, I can read and write Latin and Hebrew and Greek too. I liked to read as a hobby.  What language are you speaking?

    Dr. A:  English, the major world language today.  It is derived from that spoken by those people living in Britain in your era.

    Subject:  I want to rest.  Tomorrow can I go out into the city and walk around?  I want to experience my new surroundings.  In addition, I want someone to start teaching me how to speak and read your language.  I believe that my mission is to spread the word to your people.  I have so much to learn and do.

    End of Interview with Subject

    Dr. Tom Johnson was watching the interview via a one-way mirror.  He was moved deeply by the experience as he was raised as a Catholic but was no longer church going.  Just too busy and besides he was pretty skeptical these days, particularly with the radical Christians making inroads into every profession including the mental health field, which had for a long time been dominated by agnostics and non-religious secularists.  The radical right was forever denouncing the evils of secular humanism.  Tom did not know what that was exactly other than it seemed to described him and his friends.

    That night Tom went out to a party and mentioned to several of his friends at the party that he had interviewed the “bleeding man from the Bronx”

    “I think he is suffering from some religious delusion.  He was found wondering the streets muttering gibberish and bleeding from wounds.  He did not seem to understand any language we tried until my college, Dr. Amerada tried speaking Amharic.  The subject understood that and claimed that he was Jesus, and was crucified by the Romans for being a troublemaker and formatting revolution.  Complete nonsense of course.  ”

    Sara, a fellow psychologist who had a private practice specializing in cases of religious delusions was fascinated.  She asked Tom for more details.  Tom demurred, saying that he had probably already said too much.

    Sara called the next day and offered to treat the Bleeding man pro bono provided they could find some place he could stay, as the 72 hours of involuntary commitment would run out soon.

    Tom called Dr.  Amerada into his office.

    Tom started by asking for an update on the Bleeding man case.

    Jerry responded,

    ” Well, you may find this hard to believe but I am inclined to believe him.  Either he is who he is claiming to be or this is one of the most unusual religious delusion cases I have ever heard about.  I understand that our friend Sara is interested in meeting him?”

    “Jerry, Sara has even offered to treat him pro-bono if we can find a place for him to stay.  What I want to do is get him out of her before the media descends upon us with stories of ‘Jesus being locked up in Bellevue’ etc get out.  I figure we have probably until the end of the day before someone talks to the media.  Any ideas?”

    “Well, since I believe him I would like to help.  I think some of my Coptic Christian friends can hide him away in the Bronx.  You know that reporters usually do not like to go over there – too dangerous etc.  My friends could put him up and help by having someone teach him English and basic survival skills.  However, to pull this off we need a plan – let me talk to my friends.  Do not worry I will not talk to the press and my friends well some of them are afraid of immigration so they will want to keep him hidden as well.  One thing we could do though is have our police friends run a fingerprint and record search – see if any missing person reports match up and see if there are any immigration records with his fingerprints on it.  However, if he is an illegal may be no record.  Who knows?”

    “Jerry, I’ll leave the details to you but make sure no one talks.  We will say if asked that he was released in the custody of his cousin who claims that he took some illegal drugs and had a bad trip.  He is no longer dangerous and therefore had to be released. Standard policy etc.  I’ll talk to my friends in the police and see if we can get a discrete record check done.”

    About 5 pm that night Jerry Amerada had made arrangements.  Several Coptic Christians came to the hospital in a van and after filling out the paperwork took the bleeding man from the hospital.  He was marked down as “released to relatives. Identity not confirmed.  No longer dangerous to self or others.  Relatives promised to pay hospital bills which will be sent to them.”

    Jesus was taken to the South Bronx and to a Coptic Christian Church.  He was given a room and a tutor.  Dr. Amerada came by daily to catch up on him.  After several weeks had gone by, Tom was feeling pleased.  The media had forgotten the story.  No one seemed to have spoken out of school and Tom thought to himself that it was just another weird case and he vowed to call Sara up one of these days to see if she had indeed met the bleeding man.  Tom still could not bring himself to call him Jesus.

    Jerry was profoundly affected by Jesus and he believed him and wanted to help him in his new ministry.  The Coptic Christian church members were all sworn to secrecy by Jesus himself.  Jerry had explained a bit about contemporary Christian society and the divisions between Catholics, Orthodox, and the many different types of Protestants.

    Jesus was making considerable progress in learning English and could communicate basic English and had started learning to read.  Jesus told the church one Sunday that he felt he should help the church out and offered to pay for his room and board as the repairperson for the Church.

    The Chief priest had to explain to Jesus the facts of life.

    “Jesus, if I hire you I have to prove that you are here legally.  You have no ID, no history, and no records.  If you start working, you would draw attention to yourself.  DHS might even come by to talk to you.  You
    might even be arrested.  Once you are arrested if you claim to be Jesus we will not be able to help you.  Half the population in this country will think you are a fraud, the other half will want to worship you as the son of God.  Everything you say will be written down and interpreted.  ”

    Father Azeri, I appreciate your help.  I appreciate you taking me in, feeding me, and putting up with me. Nevertheless, I cannot live off your charity any more.  I know I was brought back for a reason.  It is to combat the same sort of people that were ruining the Church in my days.  The money changers. The philistines.  They have sold my religious teachings out.  They did not understand me then and they do not understand me now.

    Let us make a deal.  I will stay here quietly for six more months until I can communicate my message in English and until I understand a bit more about modern society and life.  In the meantime, my tutor tells me that there are fake ID’s and identity documents I can obtain? ”

    “Jesus, my friend, you make it difficult to say no.  Okay, you stay here for six months more as our guest.  At that point we will get you some sort of paper work and see what we can do to get you a job and money. ”

    “Dr. Azeri.  There is something more you can and will do for me.  Once I am ready to begin my campaign to clean up Christianity you will support me in all that I do.  It will be dangerous.  I think the enemies of the truth faith are all around and have taken over the true faith.  Once I start preaching it will become very dangerous.”

    Dr.  Azeri assured him that he would have his support and told his staff that Jesus would be staying for six more months as their guest and that he will start preaching again in six months time.

    During the next six months, Jesus works hard on his English and learning all he could about the modern world including the history of religion.  He is dismayed and mortified at what had been done in his name and in the name of God.  Jesus knew in his heart that he was brought back to purify Christianity and to unify mankind by preaching a new religious message.  He began to deeply delve into Islam and Buddhist teachings and spent his days on the internet or in the library.  He visited mosques and Buddhist temples in NYC.

    Jesus signed up for various e-mail religious sites and began posting messages on various bulletin boards.  Word slowly began spreading out among various belief sites that a man calling himself Jesus and claiming to be the one true messiah had come back and was living in NYC waiting to begin his mission to planet earth.

    Leaders of the Christian coalition, right wing Christian groups and the Catholic Church in Rome soon heard from their followers that someone claiming to be Jesus was on the internet denouncing modern day Christian leaders for betraying the true meaning of Christianity.

    One of Jesus’s postings got Rev. Jones, the leader of the new Christian movement in the U.S. very angry.  Reverend Jones had spent ten years trying to bring together the various right wing Christian groups together into a new unified movement which he labeled the “new Christian movement”. His goals as listed on his web page was simple”

    We aim at nothing less than a take over of the US Government by the Christian movement and the establishment of a biblical centric government in the U.S.

    The US will become a shining star spreading Christian values worldwide.

    We will ban all immoral conduct and shut down the adult entertainment industry.

    We will clean up America by banning drugs, alcohol and tobacco products.

    Premarital and extra marital sex will be illegal and severely punished.

    Homosexuality will be illegal and punished by death.

    Abortion will be illegal.

    We will make Christianity a State Religion.  Non-Christians will be free to worship at home, but will not be allowed to publicly recruit.  The Islamic faith will be made illegal and all Mosques will be shut down and all Muslim believers will be given a choice – convert to Christianity or leave the U.S.  They will be given one year to comply.
    Immigration laws will be made fairer – workers will be allowed to come but only Christians of good character will be allowed to become citizens.
    NYC City Police Report
    July 5 10 a.m.

    Police officer Smith took the initial call and responded to report of a disturbed indivual walking about South Bronx naked, bleeding and screaming gibberish.  Smith approached the subject, who was wandering the streets, screaming.  Subject was 6 foot tall, of possible Middle Eastern descent.  Subject was wandering the street looking intently to automobiles as if he had never seen an automobile.  Subject appeared to be on drugs or undergoing a psychotic break down.  Subject was unable to communicate in English, Spanish or Arabic. Subject had no identification or money on him.  Subject appeared to be dehydrated and in considerable pain from what looked like whip marks.  Subject was bleeding from many wounds but appeared to be otherwise healthy. Subject refused to cooperate, and back up was called.  Patrol Smith radioed the station for advice.  Lt. Amos contacted Bellevue Hospital and arranged for an emergency incarceration, as the subject was clearly a danger to himself and others.  Four police officers approached the subject and subdued him with a tazer.    He was brought to Bellevue and admitted at 1130 a.m.  Dr.  Johnson was the admitting physician.

    Case closed July 5 11 a.m

    Dr. Johnson Case notes Case of John Doe, Aka Bleeding Man from the Bronx Aka Jesus

    July 5 1130 a.m.  Subject was found wandering around South Bronx this morning muttering gibberish to himself.  Subject was clearly delusional, and appeared capable of becoming violent and was brought to the hospital for evaluation.  Subject was bleeding from various wounds that appeared to have been caused by whips.  Subject appeared to be of Middle Eastern descent but did not seem to communicate in Arabic, English, Spanish or any other language.  Subject was taken to the clinic for first aid treatment, x-rays, blood tests, and x-rays.  Subject was also given a DNA screening and fingerprinted.  Subject was then given sedatives and allowed to sleep.

    My assistant, Dr. Amerada, suggested that he be allowed to interview the subject.  Dr. Amerada said that he thought the subject might be speaking Amharic, which is spoken in his native land.
    The interview was taped.  Transcript follows:

    Dr. A:  Hello.  Can you understand my language?

    Subject:  Yes, praise the lord, finally someone I can talk to.  Where am I?  What is this place?  How did I get here? Why am I here?

    Dr.  A:  Okay, good.  Let’s start at the basis. I’ll answer your questions after you answer a few of mine.  Okay?

    Subject:  Fine.  Ask me anything.

    Dr.A:  Okay, what is your name?  Where are you from?  What were you doing in the Bronx?  How did you get those wounds? What is your usual occupation?

    Subject:  Okay.  My name is Jesus Nazarene. My father was Joseph of Nazarene.  I was a carpenter.  I was also a part-time preacher.  I got into trouble with the local authorities because I had denounced the corruption in the Temple and the unholy alliance with the Roman authorities.  Some of my followers thought I was the son of God.  I do admit that I seemed to be able to sense divine will and had preached that the Messiah would come soon.  However, the Son of God?  Therefore, my followers sold me out to the Romans and I was condemned to die.  I was whipped, flogged, and left to die nailed to a cross on a hilltop.  The next thing I knew I found myself in your city streets.  I was confused – I had never seen so many people and strange carts.  Everything was just too much.  I screamed out thinking I was in some sort of Hell.  Then uniformed soldiers shot me at with some strange weapon and I found myself here.  I still do not know where I am or why I did not die that day.

    Dr.A: You claim you are Jesus. The Jesus born of Mary and Joseph that the Gospels talk about?

    Subject:  My name is Jesus.  My father was Joseph, my mother was Mary, and my brother is James.  However, I do not know what these Gospels are that you mentioned.

    Dr. A:  Okay.  Let us see.  You were left to die on that cross when?

    Subject:  In the springtime.  I do not know the date exactly but it was early spring.  There were quite a few other so-called criminals put to death that day by order of Pontius Pilate, the corrupt ruler of Jerusalem.  The Priests wanted me to be killed as they thought I was a troublemaker and would ruin their cozy relations with the Romans.  All I was preaching was that the end times were coming and that we must rise up against our oppressors.  Can I ask you a few questions?

    Dr. A: sure.

    Subject:  Okay where am I?  What is this city?  Am I on the planet Earth?  Am I in heaven or Hell?  Why was I brought here?

    Dr. A:  Okay. You are in a city called New York City.  It is on the planet Earth.  The Roman Emperor fell 1500 hundred years ago.  When Jesus died, his followers founded a religion that has flourished since then.  Most people in this country believed that Jesus was the Son of God and that he died for our sins.  If you are that Jesus, it is a miracle that you have come back after 2000 years.  However, I think it is more likely that you are suffering from a mental illness and we will help you recover your real identity.  However, you have to help us.  Can you tell us where you were living before you went to the Bronx yesterday?

    Subject:  I am not crazy.  My name is Jesus but I do not know if I am the Jesus that you speak of.  The Roman Empire is no more? 2000 years passed?  I do not know how I got here.  I have never been to this city and this country.  I was living in Jerusalem when I was arrested

    Dr. A: Okay.  Let’s take a break.  Would you like to eat something?

    Subject:  yes. Some fish, bread and rice would be nice.

    Dr. A: Okay, I will order in.

    Subject:  How did you do that?  What is that device?  Who are you people?

    Dr A:  It is a telephone – a device that allows us to communicate long distances.  It was invented 200 years ago.  If you are who you claim to be, you have a lot of catching up to do.  We want to help you discover who you really are.

    Subject:  I am Jesus, that is all.  I am not the Son of God.  I am a simple carpenter and a prophet of God.  That’s was my mission.  I want to know more about the people who call themselves Christians.

    Dr. A: Well, we can give some reading material once you are able to read and write.  Can you write?

    Subject:  Yes, I can read and write Latin and Hebrew and Greek too. I liked to read as a hobby.  What language are you speaking?

    Dr. A:  English, the major world language today.  It is derived from that spoken by those people living in Britain in your era.

    Subject:  I want to rest.  Tomorrow can I go out into the city and walk around?  I want to experience my new surroundings.  In addition, I want someone to start teaching me how to speak and read your language.  I believe that my mission is to spread the word to your people.  I have so much to learn and do.

    End of Interview with Subject

    Dr. Tom Johnson was watching the interview via a one-way mirror.  He was moved deeply by the experience as he was raised as a Catholic but was no longer church going.  Just too busy and besides he was pretty skeptical these days, particularly with the radical Christians making inroads into every profession including the mental health field, which had for a long time been dominated by agnostics and non-religious secularists.  The radical right was forever denouncing the evils of secular humanism.  Tom did not know what that was exactly other than it seemed to described him and his friends.

    That night Tom went out to a party and mentioned to several of his friends at the party that he had interviewed the “bleeding man from the Bronx”

    “I think he is suffering from some religious delusion.  He was found wondering the streets muttering gibberish and bleeding from wounds.  He did not seem to understand any language we tried until my college, Dr. Amerada tried speaking Amharic.  The subject understood that and claimed that he was Jesus, and was crucified by the Romans for being a troublemaker and formatting revolution.  Complete nonsense of course.  ”

    Sara, a fellow psychologist who had a private practice specializing in cases of religious delusions was fascinated.  She asked Tom for more details.  Tom demurred, saying that he had probably already said too much.

    Sara called the next day and offered to treat the Bleeding man pro bono provided they could find some place he could stay, as the 72 hours of involuntary commitment would run out soon.

    Tom called Dr.  Amerada into his office.

    Tom started by asking for an update on the Bleeding man case.

    Jerry responded,

    ” Well, you may find this hard to believe but I am inclined to believe him.  Either he is who he is claiming to be or this is one of the most unusual religious delusion cases I have ever heard about.  I understand that our friend Sara is interested in meeting him?”

    “Jerry, Sara has even offered to treat him pro-bono if we can find a place for him to stay.  What I want to do is get him out of her before the media descends upon us with stories of ‘Jesus being locked up in Bellevue’ etc get out.  I figure we have probably until the end of the day before someone talks to the media.  Any ideas?”

    “Well, since I believe him I would like to help.  I think some of my Coptic Christian friends can hide him away in the Bronx.  You know that reporters usually do not like to go over there – too dangerous etc.  My friends could put him up and help by having someone teach him English and basic survival skills.  However, to pull this off we need a plan – let me talk to my friends.  Do not worry I will not talk to the press and my friends well some of them are afraid of immigration so they will want to keep him hidden as well.  One thing we could do though is have our police friends run a fingerprint and record search – see if any missing person reports match up and see if there are any immigration records with his fingerprints on it.  However, if he is an illegal may be no record.  Who knows?”

    “Jerry, I’ll leave the details to you but make sure no one talks.  We will say if asked that he was released in the custody of his cousin who claims that he took some illegal drugs and had a bad trip.  He is no longer dangerous and therefore had to be released. Standard policy etc.  I’ll talk to my friends in the police and see if we can get a discrete record check done.”

    About 5 pm that night Jerry Amerada had made arrangements.  Several Coptic Christians came to the hospital in a van and after filling out the paperwork took the bleeding man from the hospital.  He was marked down as “released to relatives. Identity not confirmed.  No longer dangerous to self or others.  Relatives promised to pay hospital bills which will be sent to them.”

    Jesus was taken to the South Bronx and to a Coptic Christian Church.  He was given a room and a tutor.  Dr. Amerada came by daily to catch up on him.  After several weeks had gone by, Tom was feeling pleased.  The media had forgotten the story.  No one seemed to have spoken out of school and Tom thought to himself that it was just another weird case and he vowed to call Sara up one of these days to see if she had indeed met the bleeding man.  Tom still could not bring himself to call him Jesus.

    Jerry was profoundly affected by Jesus and he believed him and wanted to help him in his new ministry.  The Coptic Christian church members were all sworn to secrecy by Jesus himself.  Jerry had explained a bit about contemporary Christian society and the divisions between Catholics, Orthodox, and the many different types of Protestants.

    Jesus was making considerable progress in learning English and could communicate basic English and had started learning to read.  Jesus told the church one Sunday that he felt he should help the church out and offered to pay for his room and board as the repairperson for the Church.

    The Chief priest had to explain to Jesus the facts of life.

    “Jesus, if I hire you I have to prove that you are here legally.  You have no ID, no history, and no records.  If you start working, you would draw attention to yourself.  DHS might even come by to talk to you.  You
    might even be arrested.  Once you are arrested if you claim to be Jesus we will not be able to help you.  Half the population in this country will think you are a fraud, the other half will want to worship you as the son of God.  Everything you say will be written down and interpreted.  ”

    Father Azeri, I appreciate your help.  I appreciate you taking me in, feeding me, and putting up with me. Nevertheless, I cannot live off your charity any more.  I know I was brought back for a reason.  It is to combat the same sort of people that were ruining the Church in my days.  The money changers. The philistines.  They have sold my religious teachings out.  They did not understand me then and they do not understand me now.

    Let us make a deal.  I will stay here quietly for six more months until I can communicate my message in English and until I understand a bit more about modern society and life.  In the meantime, my tutor tells me that there are fake ID’s and identity documents I can obtain? ”

    “Jesus, my friend, you make it difficult to say no.  Okay, you stay here for six months more as our guest.  At that point we will get you some sort of paper work and see what we can do to get you a job and money. ”

    “Dr. Azeri.  There is something more you can and will do for me.  Once I am ready to begin my campaign to clean up Christianity you will support me in all that I do.  It will be dangerous.  I think the enemies of the truth faith are all around and have taken over the true faith.  Once I start preaching it will become very dangerous.”

    Dr.  Azeri assured him that he would have his support and told his staff that Jesus would be staying for six more months as their guest and that he will start preaching again in six months time.

    During the next six months, Jesus works hard on his English and learning all he could about the modern world including the history of religion.  He is dismayed and mortified at what had been done in his name and in the name of God.  Jesus knew in his heart that he was brought back to purify Christianity and to unify mankind by preaching a new religious message.  He began to deeply delve into Islam and Buddhist teachings and spent his days on the internet or in the library.  He visited mosques and Buddhist temples in NYC.

    Jesus signed up for various e-mail religious sites and began posting messages on various bulletin boards.  Word slowly began spreading out among various belief sites that a man calling himself Jesus and claiming to be the one true messiah had come back and was living in NYC waiting to begin his mission to planet earth.

    Leaders of the Christian coalition, right wing Christian groups and the Catholic Church in Rome soon heard from their followers that someone claiming to be Jesus was on the internet denouncing modern day Christian leaders for betraying the true meaning of Christianity.

    One of Jesus’s postings got Rev. Jones, the leader of the new Christian movement in the U.S. very angry.  Reverend Jones had spent ten years trying to bring together the various right wing Christian groups together into a new unified movement which he labeled the “new Christian movement”. His goals as listed on his web page was simple”

    We aim at nothing less than a take over of the US Government by the Christian movement and the establishment of a biblical centric government in the U.S.

    The US will become a shining star spreading Christian values worldwide.

    We will ban all immoral conduct and shut down the adult entertainment industry.

    We will clean up America by banning drugs, alcohol and tobacco products.

    Premarital and extra marital sex will be illegal and severely punished.

    Homosexuality will be illegal and punished by death.

    Abortion will be illegal.

    We will make Christianity a State Religion.  Non-Christians will be free to worship at home, but will not be allowed to publicly recruit.  The Islamic faith will be made illegal and all Mosques will be shut down and all Muslim believers will be given a choice – convert to Christianity or leave the U.S.  They will be given one year to comply.
    Immigration laws will be made fairer – workers will be allowed to come but only Christians of good character will be allowed to become citizens.
    NYC City Police Report
    July 5 10 a.m.

    Police officer Smith took the initial call and responded to report of a disturbed indivual walking about South Bronx naked, bleeding and screaming gibberish.  Smith approached the subject, who was wandering the streets, screaming.  Subject was 6 foot tall, of possible Middle Eastern descent.  Subject was wandering the street looking intently to automobiles as if he had never seen an automobile.  Subject appeared to be on drugs or undergoing a psychotic break down.  Subject was unable to communicate in English, Spanish or Arabic. Subject had no identification or money on him.  Subject appeared to be dehydrated and in considerable pain from what looked like whip marks.  Subject was bleeding from many wounds but appeared to be otherwise healthy. Subject refused to cooperate, and back up was called.  Patrol Smith radioed the station for advice.  Lt. Amos contacted Bellevue Hospital and arranged for an emergency incarceration, as the subject was clearly a danger to himself and others.  Four police officers approached the subject and subdued him with a tazer.    He was brought to Bellevue and admitted at 1130 a.m.  Dr.  Johnson was the admitting physician.

    Case closed July 5 11 a.m

    Dr. Johnson Case notes Case of John Doe, Aka Bleeding Man from the Bronx Aka Jesus

    July 5 1130 a.m.  Subject was found wandering around South Bronx this morning muttering gibberish to himself.  Subject was clearly delusional, and appeared capable of becoming violent and was brought to the hospital for evaluation.  Subject was bleeding from various wounds that appeared to have been caused by whips.  Subject appeared to be of Middle Eastern descent but did not seem to communicate in Arabic, English, Spanish or any other language.  Subject was taken to the clinic for first aid treatment, x-rays, blood tests, and x-rays.  Subject was also given a DNA screening and fingerprinted.  Subject was then given sedatives and allowed to sleep.

    My assistant, Dr. Amerada, suggested that he be allowed to interview the subject.  Dr. Amerada said that he thought the subject might be speaking Amharic, which is spoken in his native land.
    The interview was taped.  Transcript follows:

    Dr. A:  Hello.  Can you understand my language?

    Subject:  Yes, praise the lord, finally someone I can talk to.  Where am I?  What is this place?  How did I get here? Why am I here?

    Dr.  A:  Okay, good.  Let’s start at the basis. I’ll answer your questions after you answer a few of mine.  Okay?

    Subject:  Fine.  Ask me anything.

    Dr.A:  Okay, what is your name?  Where are you from?  What were you doing in the Bronx?  How did you get those wounds? What is your usual occupation?

    Subject:  Okay.  My name is Jesus Nazarene. My father was Joseph of Nazarene.  I was a carpenter.  I was also a part-time preacher.  I got into trouble with the local authorities because I had denounced the corruption in the Temple and the unholy alliance with the Roman authorities.  Some of my followers thought I was the son of God.  I do admit that I seemed to be able to sense divine will and had preached that the Messiah would come soon.  However, the Son of God?  Therefore, my followers sold me out to the Romans and I was condemned to die.  I was whipped, flogged, and left to die nailed to a cross on a hilltop.  The next thing I knew I found myself in your city streets.  I was confused – I had never seen so many people and strange carts.  Everything was just too much.  I screamed out thinking I was in some sort of Hell.  Then uniformed soldiers shot me at with some strange weapon and I found myself here.  I still do not know where I am or why I did not die that day.

    Dr.A: You claim you are Jesus. The Jesus born of Mary and Joseph that the Gospels talk about?

    Subject:  My name is Jesus.  My father was Joseph, my mother was Mary, and my brother is James.  However, I do not know what these Gospels are that you mentioned.

    Dr. A:  Okay.  Let us see.  You were left to die on that cross when?

    Subject:  In the springtime.  I do not know the date exactly but it was early spring.  There were quite a few other so-called criminals put to death that day by order of Pontius Pilate, the corrupt ruler of Jerusalem.  The Priests wanted me to be killed as they thought I was a troublemaker and would ruin their cozy relations with the Romans.  All I was preaching was that the end times were coming and that we must rise up against our oppressors.  Can I ask you a few questions?

    Dr. A: sure.

    Subject:  Okay where am I?  What is this city?  Am I on the planet Earth?  Am I in heaven or Hell?  Why was I brought here?

    Dr. A:  Okay. You are in a city called New York City.  It is on the planet Earth.  The Roman Emperor fell 1500 hundred years ago.  When Jesus died, his followers founded a religion that has flourished since then.  Most people in this country believed that Jesus was the Son of God and that he died for our sins.  If you are that Jesus, it is a miracle that you have come back after 2000 years.  However, I think it is more likely that you are suffering from a mental illness and we will help you recover your real identity.  However, you have to help us.  Can you tell us where you were living before you went to the Bronx yesterday?

    Subject:  I am not crazy.  My name is Jesus but I do not know if I am the Jesus that you speak of.  The Roman Empire is no more? 2000 years passed?  I do not know how I got here.  I have never been to this city and this country.  I was living in Jerusalem when I was arrested

    Dr. A: Okay.  Let’s take a break.  Would you like to eat something?

    Subject:  yes. Some fish, bread and rice would be nice.

    Dr. A: Okay, I will order in.

    Subject:  How did you do that?  What is that device?  Who are you people?

    Dr A:  It is a telephone – a device that allows us to communicate long distances.  It was invented 200 years ago.  If you are who you claim to be, you have a lot of catching up to do.  We want to help you discover who you really are.

    Subject:  I am Jesus, that is all.  I am not the Son of God.  I am a simple carpenter and a prophet of God.  That’s was my mission.  I want to know more about the people who call themselves Christians.

    Dr. A: Well, we can give some reading material once you are able to read and write.  Can you write?

    Subject:  Yes, I can read and write Latin and Hebrew and Greek too. I liked to read as a hobby.  What language are you speaking?

    Dr. A:  English, the major world language today.  It is derived from that spoken by those people living in Britain in your era.

    Subject:  I want to rest.  Tomorrow can I go out into the city and walk around?  I want to experience my new surroundings.  In addition, I want someone to start teaching me how to speak and read your language.  I believe that my mission is to spread the word to your people.  I have so much to learn and do.

    End of Interview with Subject

    Dr. Tom Johnson was watching the interview via a one-way mirror.  He was moved deeply by the experience as he was raised as a Catholic but was no longer church going.  Just too busy and besides he was pretty skeptical these days, particularly with the radical Christians making inroads into every profession including the mental health field, which had for a long time been dominated by agnostics and non-religious secularists.  The radical right was forever denouncing the evils of secular humanism.  Tom did not know what that was exactly other than it seemed to described him and his friends.

    That night Tom went out to a party and mentioned to several of his friends at the party that he had interviewed the “bleeding man from the Bronx”

    “I think he is suffering from some religious delusion.  He was found wondering the streets muttering gibberish and bleeding from wounds.  He did not seem to understand any language we tried until my college, Dr. Amerada tried speaking Amharic.  The subject understood that and claimed that he was Jesus, and was crucified by the Romans for being a troublemaker and formatting revolution.  Complete nonsense of course.  ”

    Sara, a fellow psychologist who had a private practice specializing in cases of religious delusions was fascinated.  She asked Tom for more details.  Tom demurred, saying that he had probably already said too much.

    Sara called the next day and offered to treat the Bleeding man pro bono provided they could find some place he could stay, as the 72 hours of involuntary commitment would run out soon.

    Tom called Dr.  Amerada into his office.

    Tom started by asking for an update on the Bleeding man case.

    Jerry responded,

    ” Well, you may find this hard to believe but I am inclined to believe him.  Either he is who he is claiming to be or this is one of the most unusual religious delusion cases I have ever heard about.  I understand that our friend Sara is interested in meeting him?”

    “Jerry, Sara has even offered to treat him pro-bono if we can find a place for him to stay.  What I want to do is get him out of her before the media descends upon us with stories of ‘Jesus being locked up in Bellevue’ etc get out.  I figure we have probably until the end of the day before someone talks to the media.  Any ideas?”

    “Well, since I believe him I would like to help.  I think some of my Coptic Christian friends can hide him away in the Bronx.  You know that reporters usually do not like to go over there – too dangerous etc.  My friends could put him up and help by having someone teach him English and basic survival skills.  However, to pull this off we need a plan – let me talk to my friends.  Do not worry I will not talk to the press and my friends well some of them are afraid of immigration so they will want to keep him hidden as well.  One thing we could do though is have our police friends run a fingerprint and record search – see if any missing person reports match up and see if there are any immigration records with his fingerprints on it.  However, if he is an illegal may be no record.  Who knows?”

    “Jerry, I’ll leave the details to you but make sure no one talks.  We will say if asked that he was released in the custody of his cousin who claims that he took some illegal drugs and had a bad trip.  He is no longer dangerous and therefore had to be released. Standard policy etc.  I’ll talk to my friends in the police and see if we can get a discrete record check done.”

    About 5 pm that night Jerry Amerada had made arrangements.  Several Coptic Christians came to the hospital in a van and after filling out the paperwork took the bleeding man from the hospital.  He was marked down as “released to relatives. Identity not confirmed.  No longer dangerous to self or others.  Relatives promised to pay hospital bills which will be sent to them.”

    Jesus was taken to the South Bronx and to a Coptic Christian Church.  He was given a room and a tutor.  Dr. Amerada came by daily to catch up on him.  After several weeks had gone by, Tom was feeling pleased.  The media had forgotten the story.  No one seemed to have spoken out of school and Tom thought to himself that it was just another weird case and he vowed to call Sara up one of these days to see if she had indeed met the bleeding man.  Tom still could not bring himself to call him Jesus.

    Jerry was profoundly affected by Jesus and he believed him and wanted to help him in his new ministry.  The Coptic Christian church members were all sworn to secrecy by Jesus himself.  Jerry had explained a bit about contemporary Christian society and the divisions between Catholics, Orthodox, and the many different types of Protestants.

    Jesus was making considerable progress in learning English and could communicate basic English and had started learning to read.  Jesus told the church one Sunday that he felt he should help the church out and offered to pay for his room and board as the repairperson for the Church.

    The Chief priest had to explain to Jesus the facts of life.

    “Jesus, if I hire you I have to prove that you are here legally.  You have no ID, no history, and no records.  If you start working, you would draw attention to yourself.  DHS might even come by to talk to you.  You
    might even be arrested.  Once you are arrested if you claim to be Jesus we will not be able to help you.  Half the population in this country will think you are a fraud, the other half will want to worship you as the son of God.  Everything you say will be written down and interpreted.  ”

    Father Azeri, I appreciate your help.  I appreciate you taking me in, feeding me, and putting up with me. Nevertheless, I cannot live off your charity any more.  I know I was brought back for a reason.  It is to combat the same sort of people that were ruining the Church in my days.  The money changers. The philistines.  They have sold my religious teachings out.  They did not understand me then and they do not understand me now.

    Let us make a deal.  I will stay here quietly for six more months until I can communicate my message in English and until I understand a bit more about modern society and life.  In the meantime, my tutor tells me that there are fake ID’s and identity documents I can obtain? ”

    “Jesus, my friend, you make it difficult to say no.  Okay, you stay here for six months more as our guest.  At that point we will get you some sort of paper work and see what we can do to get you a job and money. ”

    “Dr. Azeri.  There is something more you can and will do for me.  Once I am ready to begin my campaign to clean up Christianity you will support me in all that I do.  It will be dangerous.  I think the enemies of the truth faith are all around and have taken over the true faith.  Once I start preaching it will become very dangerous.”

    Dr.  Azeri assured him that he would have his support and told his staff that Jesus would be staying for six more months as their guest and that he will start preaching again in six months time.

    During the next six months, Jesus works hard on his English and learning all he could about the modern world including the history of religion.  He is dismayed and mortified at what had been done in his name and in the name of God.  Jesus knew in his heart that he was brought back to purify Christianity and to unify mankind by preaching a new religious message.  He began to deeply delve into Islam and Buddhist teachings and spent his days on the internet or in the library.  He visited mosques and Buddhist temples in NYC.

    Jesus signed up for various e-mail religious sites and began posting messages on various bulletin boards.  Word slowly began spreading out among various belief sites that a man calling himself Jesus and claiming to be the one true messiah had come back and was living in NYC waiting to begin his mission to planet earth.

    Leaders of the Christian coalition, right wing Christian groups and the Catholic Church in Rome soon heard from their followers that someone claiming to be Jesus was on the internet denouncing modern day Christian leaders for betraying the true meaning of Christianity.

    One of Jesus’s postings got Rev. Jones, the leader of the new Christian movement in the U.S. very angry.  Reverend Jones had spent ten years trying to bring together the various right wing Christian groups together into a new unified movement which he labeled the “new Christian movement”. His goals as listed on his web page was simple”

    We aim at nothing less than a take over of the US Government by the Christian movement and the establishment of a biblical centric government in the U.S.

    The US will become a shining star spreading Christian values worldwide.

    We will ban all immoral conduct and shut down the adult entertainment industry.

    We will clean up America by banning drugs, alcohol and tobacco products.

    Premarital and extra marital sex will be illegal and severely punished.

    Homosexuality will be illegal and punished by death.

    Abortion will be illegal.

    We will make Christianity a State Religion.  Non-Christians will be free to worship at home, but will not be allowed to publicly recruit.  The Islamic faith will be made illegal and all Mosques will be shut down and all Muslim believers will be given a choice – convert to Christianity or leave the U.S.  They will be given one year to comply.
    Immigration laws will be made fairer – workers will be allowed to come but only Christians of good character will be allowed to become citizens.
    e to the true Jesus. He denounces the false Jesus killer as a dangerous secular humanist who was working with the Democratic National party to discredit the real lord Jesus. .  Rev Jones announces he will hold a funeral ceremony for the Jesus, who will be buried in Colorado Spring, which will be, renamed New Jerusalem in honor of the True Jesus, who will truly come again when we are ready to receive him.  Until then we will wage a revolution against the enemies of the True Jesus preparing ourselves for his return.  God Bless America.  Good Night. “

    Author notes

    this addresses the question of what would happen if Jesus came back from the crucifixion and found himself in modern America?

    angel of desire

    by Jake Aller on January 4, 2017.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Angel Of Desire

    One day,
    A long, long, long time ago

    In a distant land and place
    There lived a lonely, wretched man

    He was filled with anger, hatred and despair
    All was lost, darkness and gloom

    He wandered the world
    Here and there

    Looking for something
    He knew not what

    Then one fine evening
    He looked up and saw
    A vision, an angel of delight

    A woman of divine splendor
    A lady so fantastic
    He thought surely he was dreaming

    He did not know what to say
    He did not what to do

    All he could do
    Was stare at this unearthly vision

    He approached her
    He needed her
    He wanted her

    He knew that if he could not have her
    He would surely die

    His mind was aflutter
    His mind was filled
    With the vision of that beauty
    Overwhelming him with desire

    Soon he met her
    Wooed her, married her

    Life changed forever from that moment forward

    The gloom lifted
    The darkness was banished

    Sunshine filled his heart
    And music filled his ears

    Every time he looked at her
    His heart went aflutter
    He could not live without her

    Then one day
    This man was forced to live
    Another life of loneliness

    Despair and Darkness
    All Around him yet again

    The lady of his dreams
    The angel of his desire
    Lives 10, 000 miles away

    Leaving him darkness, gloom and despair

    The only hope he has
    Is that soon, one day

    This separation will end
    Forever more

    And then he will be complete yet again
    With his Angel of Desire

    And the Darkness, gloom and anger
    Will be banished forever more
    In the brightness of her eternal smile

    So he lies down to sleep
    And sees his Angel in his Dreams

    Wakes up with a smile
    Knowing soon he will be with her

    Forever more together
    With his Angel of Desire

    Til the End of Time

    by Jake Aller on January 4, 2017.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Till The End Of Time

    I wake up out of bed
    And stare out wildly
    Into a strange new environment
    Into the middle of it all
    There it stood
    A carbon copy man with no heart

    Staring down the freeways of my mind
    What the hell can I find

    For years and years
    All I can do is cry
    For months and months
    All I can do is curl up and die

    Then overnight
    A vision of radiant beauty
    Awoke me from my stupor
    And drunken bum shows
    The vision of my possible future
    Was you, my love, my life, my dreams

    And all I knew
    I knew alone

    Some day
    In the future
    I will meet you my dream girl

    Until then
    All I can do is love you
    Till the ends of time

    You Still Haunt My Life

    by Jake Aller on January 4, 2017.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    You
    Still haunt my life

    You still fill
    Every moment of my thoughts
    With images of you

    Your voice
    Your smile
    Your way of being

    Fills me with awe
    Wonder, amazement

    And grace

    And still I wonder
    Yes, I wonder

    How did a wretched sinner
    A wretched, vile, no nothing of a man

    A low bum of the lowest order

    Meet such a radiant princess

    Truly
    It is a case of beauty and the beast

    And how and why
    You came into my life

    I do not understand

    But the moment I met you
    All those years ago

    I was filled with power
    Of your love

    Overwhelming me
    Over powering me

    Rewiring all my circuits
    In my corrupted body

    Turning a mere boy
    Into a Man

    And to you
    I salute you

    And worship you

    And give thanks
    Every day

    To all the gods above
    And the demons deep below

    That you found me

    memories of you

    by Jake Aller on January 4, 2017.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    One Morning -Memories Of You
    2/22/01

    One morning
    I awoke with a vicious hangover
    Struggled all day
    Just couldn’t make it at all

    Then I walked out of my gloom
    Into the bright light of the day
    And on that fine morning

    You walked into my life
    You were like a ray of light
    Piercing through the fog of despair
    You were a beacon

    Shinning on through the night
    You were a mightily candle
    In the midst of the darkest night

    Angela, my dear,
    I have no fear
    Where ever you are in this world
    Or the next one

    You have my love
    Till the ends of time

    My shinning beacon of hope
    And good cheer

    eternal love

    by Jake Aller on January 4, 2017.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Eternal Love

    I woke up
    And jumped out of my bed
    And stared out wildly
    Into a strange new environment

    Into the middle of it all
    There it stood
    A carbon copy man with no heart

    Starting down the freeways of my mind
    What the Hell can I find

    For years and years
    All I can do is cry
    For months and months
    All I can do is curl and die

    Then overnight
    A vision of radiant beauty

    Awoke me from my stupor and drunken bum shows
    The vision of my possible future
    Was you

    My love, my life and my dreams
    All I knew I knew alone

    All I can do is love you till
    The end of time

    Darling the Love of My Life

    by Jake Aller on January 4, 2017.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Darling, My Love Of My Life

    How much pain I feel today
    Because you are in pain

    I cannot rest, cannot sit still
    All I can do is worry and think
    What will I do

    If God takes you away from me?

    What would I do without you by my side?
    I cannot live without you

    You have to be there by my side or in my heart
    forever until the day I die

    I will not live without you
    This world is so cruel and mean

    I need someone like you
    By my side to fight the battles

    And encourage me to stand up
    And be counted

    I have learned so much
    Watching you

    You never back down
    Never give up
    And you win in the end

    With your unique mix of charm, guile and
    Iron will hidden within a velvet glove

    Clearly someday you will become
    One of the Masters of the World

    And I will be there by your side
    Your love, your confident and your greatest
    Fan of all

    I need you by my side
    Forever and a day

    Say you will be mine
    And I will die a happy man

    If you die before I do
    My life would end
    In a pit of utter despair

    So get up
    Fight
    Don’t let the bugs get you down

    And I know we will have
    Many more years together

    Before we become an old couple
    Still walking down the street

    Full of wonder and love for each other
    My love, Forever

    Fate Intervened

    by Jake Aller on January 4, 2017.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Fate Intertwined

    It was many a year ago
    Eye 15 years ago
    That I was born again

    When I met the love of my life
    Who took away my sins, my fear
    And my self-doubt

    And I began an adventure
    That has not ended
    Together we have moved
    Down the path of Life

    And together we shall move on
    Forever and a day

    Our souls intertwined
    Our fates bewitched together
    Forever more

    My love
    My hope, my dream, my eternity

    How I Met Her

    by Jake Aller on January 4, 2017.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    The Story of How We Met

    It all began in Berkeley, California
    In the spring time of 1974

    One fateful afternoon
    I was dozing in my high school
    Physics class.

    I looked up and saw
    A tall, beautiful Asian women
    standing looking at me.

    I screamed out,
    Who are you?

    She disappeared
    like she was beamed away from my dream.

    I knew that someday I would meet the girl
    In the dream

    Little did I know
    I would have to wait until 1982

    Starting that month
    I began having the same dream
    Month and month and month.

    Always the same.
    She was saying something
    To me in a strange language.

    Then one day I had the dream
    and knew that she was in Korea.

    So I chose to go Korea
    In the Peace Corps,

    Somehow knowing
    That I would meet her there.

    One day I was in a foul mood.
    I had decided to give up on dating Korean women,
    And on women in general

    After having had several relationships
    That did not go anywhere.

    I was thinking of returning to the States
    For Graduate school.

    That morning early in the morning
    I had the last of these dreams.

    This time I understood her.
    She said, “Don’t worry.
    We’ll meet soon.”

    That evening
    As I was getting off the bus
    To go to my class
    I saw getting off the bus
    The girl in my dream.

    It was she!
    I was speechless.
    I did not know what to do.

    Over the course of the evening
    I ran into her several times.
    Finally I was introduced to her.

    I muttered some lame excuse
    About wanting to find a Korean tutor,
    and got her number.

    The next day she came to the gate of my base.
    Where I was teaching ESL to Koreans

    She said that she had to speak with me.
    I told to wait in the library for about an hour,
    and I would cancel class
    and meet her then.

    We went out for coffee.
    She told me that she was madly
    in love with me

    And simply had to have me.

    I told her I felt the same way.
    I proposed five days later,
    And got married one month later.

    Does she believe this story?
    She claims she does not believe it
    Because it is impossible to be true.

    But I know that there are other worlds
    And other times.

    In a past life we must have been together somehow.
    And our love was so strong
    That it crossed over the barrier of past lives.

    She found me in 1974,
    But it took until 1982
    For us to actually meet.

    And it has been 26 years
    Since we met in the physical sphere
    Or 37 years since the dream began

    And I still recall the dream
    And meeting her

    I had no choice
    When I met her

    We were fated to be together
    Until the end of this life time
    And the next and the next

    Author notes

    this is a true story of how I met my wife. We’ve been married 37 years.

    fragments of a dream

    by Jake Aller on January 4, 2017.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Fragments of a Dream

    I am a fifty plus man
    Who lives on in his head
    And dreams

    With the libido of an 20 year old
    Full of dreams

    Wild erotic fantasies about this women
    And that women
    All the time

    And desires for his wife
    Who when she is in the mood
    Is the best he ever had

    But getting her in the mood
    Makes him weary
    And frustrated

    And dreaming of sex

    So what can he do
    Continue the path
    Of least resistance

    Waiting for her to get in the mood
    Or change his game plan

    To get her in the mood more often

    That is the question
    That has no answer

    So on Valentine’s day
    He dreams of ultimate sex
    With the one true love of his life

    And waits for her
    To come to him

    When she is in the mood

    ode to love on valentine’s day

    by Jake Aller on January 4, 2017.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Ode To Love On Valentine’s Day

    Ever since I met you my dear
    My life has not been the same

    Before I found you
    I was lost, sad and lonely
    Going nowhere as fast as possible

    I was stuck
    Did not know what direction to pursue
    At the intersection watching life go by

    I was lost, lonely and full of despair
    Then one day I saw you

    The girl of my dream
    Standing there on the side of the road

    I was filled with terror
    Could not speak

    What if you refused to see me
    What if you denied my protestations of love

    What if you walked away
    Never to be seen again

    I knew I had to do something
    I had to do it then and there

    And then you came up to me
    Your voice

    The voice of an Angel
    Sweat, full of light

    Fun and entire sunshine

    Ever since the day I met you
    Whenever I feel down and depressed
    I look at your picture

    And sunshine fills my heart
    And I am confident, happy and ready

    To face all of life’s travails
    As long as I have your love
    And your support

    I can overcome all obstacles
    And face all dangers

    Together we can do most anything

    Without you I will be lost
    In the swamp of despair

    So my dear
    Please stay with me
    Forever to the end of time

    Let us journey forward
    Never looking back
    My love, my life

    The sun in the sky
    The moon that lights my dreams at night
    The stars that beacon far away

    Thank to the Gods above
    For bringing you into my life

    And I promise I will love you
    Forever and a day

    Just to see your face
    Is heaven itself

    Just to hear your voice
    Is all that I ever need

    My love, my soul mate
    Hurry back to me

    We have so much loving to do
    So much living to do
    So much to do together

    Walking confidently
    Boldly into the future

    Without you
    All is nothing
    But dust

    With you
    Everything is possible

    My love
    Until I see you again
    A thousand kisses

    And a million thoughts of love
    That will have to suffice
    Until we are reunited

    My love, my darling,
    My life and dreams

    Hurry back to rescue me
    From the despair and darkness
    All around me

    Until then
    I salute you

    Oh Queen of my Heart
    General of Love
    Captain of my Soul

    they say there are a million ways to say I love you

    by Jake Aller on January 4, 2017.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    a million ways to say I love you
    by jake cosmos aller
    They say
    There are a million ways
    To say I love you

    In this day and age
    I could only find
    In my computer’s brain
    The words to say I love you
    In 53 languages of the 10, 000 languages
    Spoken on this planet

    Someday I may be able
    To say the simple words
    I love you
    In all know languages
    This will have to suffice for a start

    So I will say it
    Loud, and clear
    Just so you understand:

    I love you (English)

    Mein tumse pyar karta hoon (Hindi)
    Tu Tane prem karoo chu (Gujarati)
    Ame tomake bhalo bashe (Bengali)
    Me tula premkarto (Marati)
    Hum apse mohabbat karte hain (Urdu)
    Mein thoda prem karanga (Punjabi)
    Man Dooset Daram (Persian)
    Ana Ahabik Yanooni (Arabic)
    Havala (Hebrew)

    Yongchon(Chinese)
    Aloha (Hawaian)
    Cinta(Indonesian)
    Dangshinun sarang hayo (Korean)
    Ajo (Japanese)
    Kasih (Malay)
    Phom tirak khun krap (Thai)
    Akoay Paginghe ikou (Tagalog)
    Toi yeu ong(Vietnamese)

    Renmen (Creole)
    Jesuis L’amour voies(French)
    Liefdle (Flemish)
    Estoy amor tu (Spanish)
    Yosono amore tu (Italian)
    Estou o amore tu (Portugese)

    Dashuri (Albanian)
    Maiteizam (Basque)
    OBHYAM (Bulgarian)
    Ljubav (Croatian)
    Laska (Czech)
    Jeger en kaerlighed du (Danish)
    Ikben houden van jig (Dutch)
    Gra (Gaelic)
    Ich bin lieben tu (German)
    Agape/eros (Greek)
    Ami (Esperanto)
    Armastama (Estonian)
    Rakam (Finish)
    Envagyok szeretet te (Hungarian)
    Elska (Icelandic)
    Ejekirin (Kurdish)
    Milestiba (Latvian)
    Meile (Lithuanian)
    Eu dragoste tu (Romanian)
    JHOBOEL Lubush (Russian)
    Elske (Norweigan)
    Easka (Slovak)
    JBYBAB (Serbian)
    Jagdan karlek du (Swedish)
    KOYATH (Ukraine)
    Benin sevi sen (Turkish)
    Ahava (Yiddish)

    Ngingu u thando ungu (Zulu)

    who is master

    by Jake Aller on December 10, 2016.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Who Is Master?

    In the beginning of that fateful day
    I awoke with a painful way

    And looked about me with disgust
    All around me were objects to distrust

    Screaming, meaning, deeming, dreaming
    Who was master here
    Me or my objects – machinery of fear?

    I dreamt I was on a street corner
    Walking down a street
    The thought occurred to me
    What if all that I saw or seemed to be
    Was but a trick designed to deceive me

    Everywhere I looked
    Was unreal, empirical, nightmarish real
    I awoke to thunderous applause

    When will I awake from my dreams
    Can I live without my nightmares?
    Can I be sane while everyone else is insane

    Who is master of my life,
    Me or my machines?

    the truth is too strong for flies

    by Jake Aller on December 10, 2016.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    The Truth Is Too Strong for Flies

    The hammer and the sickle are flying from their source
    The money mongers are dying in their force

    What’s the use of living only lies?
    The truth is on1y meant for flies

    The quiet stillness of dawn
    Transfixes even an innocent fawn

    Into yet another pawn
    Of the changeling’s Chinese chess game of power

    All I see or seem to be
    Is nothing but a broken down mirror
    Of the inner turmoil
    At the bottom of my soul

    In the miasmic narcotic mists
    Of the nefarious lake
    Swirling in the migraine headache of my mind

    No where can we escape our fate until that date
    We awaken to our deathless fate

    The eternal sphinx is puzzled
    Bored by useless speculation, he yawns and flies away
    Into the deadly dusty image, we inhabit

    Chanting, what’s the use of living lies
    The truth is too strong for flies

    Dreams

    by Jake Aller on December 10, 2016.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    They say the world
    Is a lonely place
    For those who are dreamers

    I dream all the time
    And never want to wake up

    To face the quiet despair
    That has become my life

    My dreams are so vivid, so real
    So much more than mere dreams

    And I return each night eagerly
    To the world of my dark dreams

    Am I the dreaming fool?
    Or is the real world the dreaming world
    I don’t know, and don’t care
    So I sleep on, re-entering the dream world
    Hoping I can stay in my dreams forever and a day

    blue blues

    by Jake Aller on December 10, 2016.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Blue Blues

    I went over to the River
    Just to catch me a view
    I said I went over to the Damn River
    Just to catch me a god damn fine view

    I walked over to that bridge, built for two
    I walked over to that bridge, built for two
    Only problem was that there was only one of me

    I asked the old man River
    I said Old Man River
    What does it all mean?

    He said with an evil grin
    It doesn’t mean a thing
    Unless you can swing

    The Old Man River boogied out of sight
    Leaving me alone to pick up the pieces

    What does it mean
    If you ain’t got that swing?

    the End of the World Blues

    by Jake Aller on December 10, 2016.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    The End of the World Blues

    The morning the world ended
    Was like any other morning

    Got up, shaved, dressed
    Ate two eggs, bacon,
    Drank snarling cups of black-hearted coffee

    Read the paper, watched the Today Show
    Rode the subway
    Came to work

    And found that everyone was dead
    Ice-cold stone

    The city went on
    The telephones rang on in the silence
    The lights lit up the empty night

    I wondered for a year and a half
    In the desolate, urban wasteland

    I saw her
    The girl smiled, beckoned me
    I approached, eagerly anticipating
    The rapturous joy

    She had a gun
    Stole my wallet, money
    And left me with the last case of VD
    Known to mankind

    I traveled all over the globe
    Seeing me turn to dust and then fade into dirt

    Man is a good fertilizer
    I could hear the birds cry

    I could see the killer rats
    Stalking the streets

    The dogs roaming in packs
    The roaches growing in size

    I walked all along
    In Harlem I saw men frozen
    In the very act of despicable crime

    No more murders
    No more rapes

    The war on crime was over
    For there were no more victims nor criminal’s either

    Finally, I came to Rome
    I found St. Peter’s open

    I asked God,
    Why?

    And my voice echoing throughout eternity
    No answers

    In a world full of death
    Only the living asks why
    Then I tried to die

    Only found I was immortal
    The dream of immortality paled
    As I realized

    I could not die, I could not die

    Hundreds of years passed
    I studied everything and knew it all

    Then one day
    The statues came to life

    Author notes

    imagining end of the world

    the voice of my doom

    by Jake Aller on October 1, 2016.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    walking deep in the woods
    high above the city
    near the airport

    I heard them
    then saw them

    hideous black crows
    looking at me
    cackling at me
    laughing at me
    mocking me

    calling me names

    i asked what they wanted
    they laughed
    and said
    nothing but your doom

    and they flew around me
    dive bombing me

    and surrounding me
    calling me names
    in Korean and English

    as i fled down the trail
    with the demon birds
    hot on my trail

    I feel that I might perchance be losing my mind

    by Jake Aller on September 30, 2016.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    I feel that I might perchance be losing my mind
    It is falling slipping away from me

    Life being a process of non-being in infinite beingness
    I feel that I am losing my mind

    It is falling sliding away from me
    Forwards backward sideways falling away from me

    And my eyes surely also running away
    Screaming where’s my head

    Where’s my head
    I ain’t got no head!

    Help me
    Help me
    Won’t someone try to help me

    My head is gone
    Lost in a mist of inner insanity

    It is gone
    It is gone

    Help me find my head
    People are in my head saying

    Come let us leave him
    He must have time to invent his own language

    daed and confussed

    by Jake Aller on September 30, 2016.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    One day
    I awoke
    From my illusions

    And saw life
    As it was

    Nothing but a drunken bum show

    All I knew
    Or thought I knew
    Did not matter at all

    All I knew
    Was but a lie

    Within a lie
    Warped up inside an enigma
    Surrounded by mysteries

    All I saw
    An illusion
    Am I dreaming this

    Or is it dreaming me
    When will, I awake
    Will I die

    When the world
    Quits dreaming of me

    Where is the I

    Freedom Rides the Waves of Fortune

    by Jake Aller on September 30, 2016.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Freedom rides the waves of fortune
    Flying hither and thither
    Flying far afield
    Closer, closer to my heart

    Over the vast spaces of our creation
    Lurking through the walls of desire
    Flying straight and true

    Let’s fly far afield
    Far away
    To the land of Zara
    By the lakes of liquid gold
    Under the spreading leaves
    Of a boo boo tree

    And sit and meditate
    Where the land is free
    And men are more than gods

    And we see our true selves
    Through the smoke
    Of the burning cannabis leaves

    no more coffee blues

    by Jake Aller on September 28, 2016.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    I love coffee
    Always have

    And coffee has loved me back
    But lately I have sourced on her
    Soured on the whole coffee scene

    On the harshness of the morning brew
    And the promises it makes

    As I sip of its nectar
    Drawn into its lair

    Drinking drop by drop
    As the caffeine takes over

    Rewriting my every nerve
    Turning me into a slave
    For its perverted pleasure

    Yes I love coffee
    But I am afraid

    Coffee is a harsh mistress
    Demanding so much of me

    Promising the sun
    And delivering the Moon

    As I drink her swill
    Deeping under her influence

    I have the coffee blues
    Can’t live with our her
    Can’t live with her

    I try
    But tea does not cut it
    Not really

    Booze does not do it
    At least not in the morning

    Yoga is not enough of a buzz
    Nor is the runner’s high

    And I am afraid deadly afraid of cocaine
    And speed and drugs and energy drinks

    And so I remain a slave to coffee
    My only legal drug

    As I sip another and fall under her seductive spread
    Once more failing my resolve

    To skip coffee for that day
    That morning that moment

    I shall never be free of her spell
    Ever and she knows it

    As she beckons me
    Every morning with her intoxicating smell

    And I come to her and drink her brew
    And become her slave again and again

    Author notes

    last of coffee poems

    coffee hot as hell heavenly sweet

    by Jake Aller on September 28, 2016.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Coffee
    Hot as hell, heavenly sweat
    My daily hot coffee fix
    Sends Me to Heaven then Crashes into Hell

    Author notes

    coffee haiku

    ode to coffee

    by Jake Aller on September 28, 2016.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Mistress of sacred love
    Sacred lady of desire

    You start my day
    Setting my heart on fire
    With your dark delicious brew (flavor)

    And throughout the day
    Whenever the mean old blues come by
    You chase them away
    With your bitter sweat (sweet?) ambrosial brew

    Every time I inhale your witches brew (witch’s brew)
    I am filled with power, light and love
    And everything is al right Jack
    If only for a few fleeting minutes

    I love you oh coffee goddess
    In all your magical forms

    In the dark coffee of the dawning day
    In the sizzling coffee in the mid morning break
    In the afternoon siesta break
    And in the post dinner desert drink

    I love you my coffee mistress
    You are my refuge
    From this horrid world

    And you are my secret lover
    Never disappoint me, ever
    I’ve never had a bad cup
    Of that I can be sure

    Even the dismal coffee
    Served at Denny’s at 3 am
    Is still sweat loving coffee

    Even the farmer brother’s diner coffee
    Excites me and gets me going
    Asking for another cup of divine delight

    Coffee always is there
    It is always on and piping hot
    With hidden dark secrets
    Swirling in its liquid essence

    Coffee is my last vice
    My only legal vice left

    Coffee does not cheat on me
    It is always faithful, always true
    It does not turn on its friends

    And all it asks in return
    Is that you come back
    Cup after cup after cup

    A good cup of coffee
    Is a little bit of heaven
    In a cup of dark liquid hell

    Coffee is like a drug
    But a good drug that does what is should
    And never complains

    It does not get grouchy
    It does not hurt you

    It does not make you crazy
    But allows the muse to come out
    And play with it

    Coffee led to the American Revolution
    As patriots drank coffee
    To rebel against the aristrocratic English tea

    Coffee started the London Stock market
    And started the gossips mills running

    Every great invention
    Was fed by coffee’s sweat brew (sweet alure)

    All the great thinkers
    All the great leaders
    All were enslaved to coffee’s magic

    Yeah
    I sing my praises
    Of the great glorious coffee lady

    Long may she continue
    To be my sweat companion

    Long may coffee continue
    To rule my heart
    And set my heart on fire

    I love thee
    Mistress coffee
    And sometimes I think
    You love me too

    Author notes

    another cup of coffee poem

    snarling cup of coffee

    by Jake Aller on September 28, 2016.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    I like to start my day with a hot cup of coffee
    I pound down the coffee
    First thing I do every day as the dawning sun light
    Lights up my lonesome room

    Yeah, but not just a simple cup of java Joe, but God damn coffee

    I mean, – we are talking about a snarling, sassy, snarky, smarmy, silly, stupid, sadistic, sad, happy, euphoric, high as a kite, sarcastic, satanic, divine, sexy, sweat as honey, growling, gnarly, Cowabunga, mean old rotten, angry, vengeful, jealous, smelly, malodorous, wicked, nasty, bitchy, rich, expensive, kick my god damn ass to Tuesday, kick down the doors and take no prisoners, kiss ass, evil, nuclear, narcotic, alcoholic, hot as hell yet strangely sweat as heaven, lovely, delicious, bitter, smooth, silky, hard as ice, divinely inspired, jazzy, hip happy, rapping, rhyming, beats breaking, rock and roll up the Yazoo, bombs away, all speed ahead, spendific, speeding, beatnik, hippie, pontific, politically aware, communistic and capitalistic, bluesy, soulful, God in the cup, Jesus, Allah and Mohamed, Buddhist, Hindu, Christian, Taoist, Zoroastrian, Sai Babai, Ganesh, Rama, Shiva, Kali, Durga, Cthulu, trouble with a capital T, right here, right now in River city, devilishly angelic, crazy assed, wild, erotic vision inducing, pornographic, graphic, insane, psychotic, paranoid, WOW good to the last god damn drop – rolled into one simple cup of hot coffee
    As I pound down that first cup of coffee
    And fire up my synaptic nerve endings with endless supplies
    Of caffeine induced neuron enhancing chemicals
    I face the dawning day with trepidation and mind numbing fear

    I turn on the TV and watch the smarmy newscasters in their perfect hair
    Lying through their teeth about the great success the government is having
    Following the great leader’s latest pronouncements

    I want to scream and shoot the TV
    And run out side
    Shouting “Stop the world. I want to get off this fucking crazy planet”
    The earth does not care a whit about my attitude
    It merely shrugs and moves around the Sun
    In its appointed daily run

    And I sit down
    The madness dissipating a bit
    And enjoy my second cup
    Of heaven and hell
    In my morning cup of Joe

    Author notes

    first of four coffee poems

    the clock

    by Jake Aller on August 7, 2016.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    The damned clock
    Rings in my sleeping ear
    Reminding me with its shrill beats
    That time factory derived chimes
    Away the now distant land of Zaatari

    At night fall
    My heart comes alive
    Creeps out of its self-imposed shell
    To enter the land of Zantari

    The every day waking world
    But a shadow on the moon
    In the land of Zantari

    All is as it should be
    A mere image to see
    In the mechanical second
    We call reality

    Author notes

    not sure what this means other than when I dream I often am transported to other worlds as I have wild SF dreams. Zaatari is one of the planets I go to frequently

    The Evil That Kids Do

    by Jake Aller on August 7, 2016.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Yet again we turn on the TV
    And witness horrible scenes
    Of unparalleled violence, hatred and despair

    Two teenage boys
    Decide to kill all of their classmates
    Hold their school up
    Bombs waiting to destroy

    And the cry goes out throughout the land
    Why yet again this tragedy
    Why did such nice boys
    In a nice safe suburb
    Turn out to be some horrible evil creatures?

    The usual suspects are rounded up
    It’s the culture, stupid cry the conservative voices
    No, it’s the guns, cry the liberal pundits

    And we sit around and argue
    Knowing that there will be a next time
    And another time and time and time again

    What is the sickness in our souls
    That allows for this hatred to fester so
    Deep within the minds of our teenage killers

    Why do they act the way they do
    Is it just the mindless violence?
    That surrounds us all

    The pornographic display of violence
    That washes across us every day
    The 8, 000 murders we have seen
    By the time we are 18?

    Or is it simply
    That killers can easily
    Get the latest bang for their buck?

    We are all responsible here
    The negligent parents

    The overworked schools
    The TV and movie purveyors
    Of pornographic violence
    The gun dealers
    The gun makers
    The craven politicians

    Who think it is everyone’s god given right
    As a damn American
    To buy as much weaponry as possible
    To buy machine guns
    To protect themselves from other gun men

    Nothing will change
    Until we conflict the evil
    That lurks deep within each of us

    There will be another Columbine High School, another Sandy Hook
    Another Texas massacre, another Virginia Tech,
    another this and another that
    Soon enough

    Despite all of our efforts
    Despite any new laws

    There will be evil men
    Who want to shoot and kill
    Who have somehow lost
    Their essential humanity

    Lao Tze said
    The more laws there are
    The more criminals there will be

    More laws are not the answer
    For a law cannot make a sick soul whole

    We are all guilty here
    The TV and movie
    Pornographers of violence
    The parents and schools

    And most important our society itself
    For allowing our young to become
    Such evil creatures

    If Satan lives on
    He is laughing
    All the way to the proverbial bank

    If God lives on
    He is ruing the day
    He created Mankind

    And the carnage will go on and on and on
    Until the day emerges
    When we all proclaim

    Enough, no more
    The killing, hatred and violence
    Will stop

    No More will our youngsters
    Grow up to be such monsters

    That day will come soon enough
    Until then we will all suffer
    The wrath of the killer children
    In our midst.

    Author notes

    written after columbine but updated to reflect all the other school shootings.  i may do a companion piece on the black live matters movement and all the blacks being killed by the police with inpunity.

    Bombs Away

    by Jake Aller on August 7, 2016.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    The TV said the bombs were falling
    All over Belgrade/Baghdad, Libya, Syria
    And a thousand other lands
    All over the world

    The bombs were falling down
    All over the place

    Yes, the bombs were falling
    And I thought
    While walking down the street
    Why? Why yet again

    Do we think we can bomb our way
    Into peace and prosperity

    Why, Oh God, do we need to bomb yet again
    A country far away
    For a purpose that is not our own

    Oh, the President and the Secretary of State
    They have their reasons

    The Senators and Congressmen too
    The soldiers, sailors and marines
    All have their reason

    To unleash the power and passion and danger
    Of the horrible evil weight of the bombs

    And the military industrial state
    The deep state make a fortune
    Selling the bombs to the government
    Every bomb is a money maker
    A million bucks per bomb
    And they need millions of bombs
    Bombs away

    But the bombs don’t know
    They don’t care who you are
    All they do is fall and blow things up
    And kill everything in their wake
    That’s what bombs do

    That’s the thing that bombs do
    We don’t understand
    It’s a bomb sort of thing

    The bombs keep falling
    The TV screen shows lights and show
    And the bombs keep falling

    The TV does not show
    The innocent children
    Who die tonight
    Because the bombs fell

    Were the children asked?
    Were the mothers consulted
    Were the sons and daughters thought about?
    No

    The bombs don’t consult
    They merely fall and kill and maim
    And blow everything up in their sight

    The bombs keep falling
    And a million souls die and go to hell

    Satan in his lair
    Is happy

    He says to himself
    The bombs keep falling

    More and more people are drawn To the dark side
    The hatred and fear and violence
    Keep it up

    The bombs keep falling
    And falling

    And we walk around in our streets
    Far away from where the deaths occur

    The dead don’t scream out to us
    We don’t care

    The bombs don’t care
    They keep falling
    Doing their bomb thing

    And I wonder, yes, I wonder
    What price do we pay

    As a human race
    For the death, the destruction of the bombs

    In this day and age
    Many doubt that God exist
    And most of us don’t believe in Satan either

    But the bombs
    They know

    Satan has won
    We are all living in Hell

    And soon Satan will arise
    And rule us forever

    For we have given into our hatred and evil side
    God is watching us and says to himself

    They have chosen the bombs
    Let them have them
    Bombs away forever

    And the bombs don’t stop to think
    They don’t laugh

    They merely fall and kill and destroy
    The bombs keep falling

    And tomorrow and the next day
    The generals will talk
    The talk

    And walk the walk
    And proclaim the great victory

    And the dead with have no voice

    The dead children’s screams of terror
    Will not be heard in the courts of power

    The bombs will have won
    And we will all of us pay a price
    For all of us are the bombers

    And none of us are innocent
    We are all guilty of war crimes
    We should all be condemned to Hell

    But I forget sometimes
    We are in hell

    And God is far away
    Running away in shame
    From what he had created

    Satan is happy
    The bomb makers are ecstatic
    Another million dollars gone
    And another million dollar sale

    The bombers are proud
    The dead are merely dead

    And the bombs, the bombs
    Keep falling and falling
    Forever
    The bombs keep falling

    Author notes

    written originally after the bombing of Yugoslavia but updated to reflect all the other bombing campaigns since then.  it seems there is always a reason to bomb but the bombs just kill and kill and kill and it will never end it seems

    Poet Trapped Inside the Beast

    by Jake Aller on August 7, 2016.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    I have the heart of a poet
    Trapped deep within
    The soul of the beast

    Everyday I get up
    And put on my dark
    Bureaucratically correct uniform

    I turn off my soul
    Put on my phony smile
    And my plastic ideas

    And go forth
    To do battle
    With all the other soulless automats
    The nameless govbots
    The evil faceless bureaucrats
    That infests this swamp by the river

    The body snatchers came a long time ago
    They won
    We are all slaves to the system

    The system is not evil
    It is beyond such concerns

    No the system’s goal
    Is complete surrender
    Of our creativity

    The poet trapped within
    Screams
    I want out

    The bureaucrat
    Bends over and says
    Twelve years until retirement

    Then I’ll let you out for a spin
    Before locking you up for another century

    The bosses don’t care
    They merely exist to do the bidding
    Of the masters of the Universe
    The evil creatures who bought our souls
    Years ago

    And control our every thought
    With TV and media and constant monitoring

    Independent thought is illegal
    Don’t you know that by now

    And so the poet remains trapped
    Lonely, all alone
    Surrounded by the body snatched victims
    Of the evil system
    We call the Government

    Escape while you can
    Get off the net
    Get off the computer
    Run away far far away

    But remember there is no escape
    They are everywhere
    The brain dead soulless automats
    The govbots
    The evil faceless bureaucrats
    We call government workers

    They are everywhere
    Watching out for independence and free thought

    They are coming after me
    The poet screams
    And is neutralized and destroyed

    And I am now a happy corporate slave
    Working for the government
    With my soul lobotomized for the greater good

    At the end of the millennium
    We find the truth
    There is no god to save us
    From what we have become

    Smash the system
    Escape while you can
    For they will find you
    And put you
    Back into the suit of conformity

    God is not dead
    He has also been coopted
    Given money, and followers
    The Christian Coalition Controls God

    But one day
    God will escape his prison
    And free us all
    From the tyranny of the corporate monsters
    Who control our fate
    And then only then
    Will we be free

    Until that day
    The poet deep inside
    Prays, works and undermines
    The Government-Corporate master plan

    The end of the world is upon us
    God is coming back
    Or perhaps it is the devil that is coming
    Or Maybe the Lord Buddha or the Prophet Mohammed

    But one day
    Mankind will be free

    And the Poets and musicians and creative types
    Of all description
    Will throw off the yoke of the body snatchers
    And bring on a thousand years
    Of peace, love and creativity

    But Satan (God’s Evil Twin)
    Can’t be defeated forever
    He will lurk out there
    Until the time is ripe

    And mankind again falls under
    The spell of the body snatcher
    Bureaucrats and corporate clones
    Govbots and faceless bureaucrats

    And poetry and creativity
    Again is banished to the dark corners of our souls

    The poet within me
    Smiles
    Knowing that some day
    He will defeat the bureaucrats
    That so oppresses the world

    Someday
    They will be the ones
    Hiding in the shadows
    And the poet will have his revenge

    Until that day
    He bids his time

    Occasionally coming out
    Taking over my soul
    And writing these stories
    Before returning to his hiding space
    Deep within my soul

    Tomorrow I put on my suit
    And return to battle
    With all of the other clones
    Automats govbots
    And faceless bureaucrats

    And my poet
    Smiles
    Laughing while my soul
    Slowly twists
    Dying in the wind

    And I begin another day
    In the city of Washington
    The center of the beast

    Hell Central
    The center of the cosmic conspiracy
    That has lasted centuries

    Man has lost
    We are all slaves
    To the machines

    The poet screams
    But is not heard
    The machine can’t be bothered

    The system does not compute
    The anguish of crushed humanity

    The system demands
    More and more
    Until the life within is crushed
    And we embrace our enemies

    And are absorbed
    Resistance is indeed futile

    Author notes

    I just retired from decades working in the belly of the beast that is the USG – sometimes I thought it was evil, other times mindless and sometimes I thought i was doing good work.  this poem obviously was written in my dark moods.  My two antigovernment right win nut case brothers coined the term govbots but i think that they copied it from some on

    to the pain gods

    by Jake Aller on August 7, 2016.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Pain, go away
    Pain, pain go away
    Come again some other day
    Quite haunting my every moment
    Quit bothering me every single day

    Pain, Pain, God of Pain,
    What did I do to deserve such?
    Devilish pain?

    What did I do to you?
    Oh God of Pain
    Why are you punishing me?
    Every single God damn day

    Pain God Go away
    I will not believe in you
    If you do not believe in me

    Do we have a deal?
    God of Pain?

    Or will you continue to afflict me
    Every moment for the rest of life
    With this enervating pain

    Pain, pain go away
    Don’t come another day

    I wish I might
    I wish I could
    Send you away
    Forever and ever

    Banish you to hell and beyond

    Pain, pain go away
    I will not believe in you any more
    Please stop the torture

    I know that Zappa
    Says the torture
    Will never stop
    But I know the truth

    The truth may set us free
    But nothing will drive this pain away

    Pain go away
    Leave me be

    I don’t deserve this,
    I did not ask for it

    Simply go to hell
    My pain God

    Pain, go away
    Pain, pain go away
    Come again some other day
    Quite haunting my every moment
    Quit bothering me every single day

    Pain, Pain, God of Pain,
    What did I do to deserve such?
    Devilish pain?

    What did I do to you?
    Oh God of Pain
    Why are you punishing me?
    Every single God damn day

    Pain God Go away
    I will not believe in you
    If you do not believe in me

    Do we have a deal?
    God of Pain?

    Or will you continue to afflict me
    Every moment for the rest of life
    With this enervating pain

    Pain, pain go away
    Don’t come another day

    I wish I might
    I wish I could
    Send you away
    Forever and ever

    Banish you to hell and beyond

    Pain, pain go away
    I will not believe in you any more
    Please stop the torture

    I know that Zappa
    Says the torture
    Will never stop
    But I know the truth

    The truth may set us free
    But nothing will drive this pain away

    Pain go away
    Leave me be

    I don’t deserve this,
    I did not ask for it

    Simply go to hell
    My pain God

    Author notes

    i have been suffering from fibromyalgia since a jogging accident when I broke my heal and to 14 operations after I developed an MDR staff infection back in 1996.  most of the time it is barely tollerable other days pretty bad as I am a connoseaur of pain I think.

    just an unhinged lunatic howling at the moon

    by Jake Aller on July 25, 2016.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Just AN Unhinged Lunatic Howling AT THE Moon

    On a moonlit late night
    I sat in a bar
    Drinking drams of demented, fermented dream dew
    Just an unhinged lunatic
    Dreaming of howling at the full moon

    Watching the world walk by
    Looking at all the fine looking babes
    Walking by the street
    Thinking wild, erotic thoughts
    Of endless wild libertine passions

    When into the bar
    Walked the most beautiful women
    In the Universe
    So wild, so free
    So wonderfully alive

    I did not know what to do
    As this vision of delight

    Sauntered through the bar
    In a skin tight leather pants

    Looked so fine
    That my eyeballs hurt

    And finally I had to say something
    So I gathered up my manly courage
    And walked up to her
    And she looked at me

    And instantly bewitched my soul
    With a devilish grin
    I lost all reason

    And became a raving lunatic
    Unhinged lunatic
    Howling at the moon

    Foaming at the mouth
    A wild, free werewolf
    Howling at the lunatic light
    Of the full Moon

    Author notes

    Edgar Allan Poe quote  174words

    ode to coffee

    by Jake Aller on July 25, 2016.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Ode to coffee
    Mistress of sacred love
    Sacred lady of desire

    You start my day
    Setting my heart on fire
    With your dark delicious brew (flavor)

    And throughout the day
    Whenever the mean old blues come by
    You chase them away
    With your bitter sweat (sweet?) ambrosial brew

    Every time I inhale your witches brew (witch’s brew)
    I am filled with power, light and love
    And everything is al right Jack
    If only for a few fleeting minutes

    I love you oh coffee goddess
    In all your magical forms

    In the dark coffee of the dawning day
    In the sizzling coffee in the mid morning break
    In the afternoon siesta break
    And in the post dinner desert drink

    I love you my coffee mistress
    You are my refuge
    From this horrid world

    And you are my secret lover
    Never disappoint me, ever
    I’ve never had a bad cup
    Of that I can be sure

    Even the dismal coffee
    Served at Denny’s at 3 am
    Is still sweat loving coffee

    Even the farmer brother’s diner coffee
    Excites me and gets me going
    Asking for another cup of divine delight

    Coffee always is there
    It is always on and piping hot
    With hidden dark secrets
    Swirling in its liquid essence

    Coffee is my last vice
    My only legal vice left

    Coffee does not cheat on me
    It is always faithful, always true
    It does not turn on its friends

    And all it asks in return
    Is that you come back
    Cup after cup after cup

    A good cup of coffee
    Is a little bit of heaven
    In a cup of dark liquid hell

    Coffee is like a drug
    But a good drug that does what is should
    And never complains

    It does not get grouchy
    It does not hurt you

    It does not make you crazy
    But allows the muse to come out
    And play with it

    Coffee led to the American Revolution
    As patriots drank coffee
    To rebel against the aristrocratic English tea

    Coffee started the London Stock market
    And started the gossips mills running

    Every great invention
    Was fed by coffee’s sweat brew (sweet alure)

    All the great thinkers
    All the great leaders
    All were enslaved to coffee’s magic

    Yeah
    I sing my praises
    Of the great glorious coffee lady

    Long may she continue
    To be my sweat companion

    Long may coffee continue
    To rule my heart
    And set my heart on fire

    I love thee
    Mistress coffee
    And sometimes I think
    You love me too

    Author notes

    another coffee poem i thought I had lost

    Charles Bukowski Road Not Chosen

    by Jake Aller on July 17, 2016.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Charles Bukowski Road Not Chosen

    While reading Charles Bukowski poetry
    On the metro ride home
    Listening to Buddha bar music
    On my oh too hip Ipod

    I begin to see myself as I was
    Over 30 years ago when I was merely a bit player
    A minor character in a Charles Bukowski poem

    A wild young underemployed intellectual
    Hanging out in dismal bars and dives all over Asia and California
    Hanging with disreputable women and drunks and drinkers
    And characters out of his kinds of haunts

    A mad poet bard of the underground
    A drunken poet in a drunken bum show
    That nightly played in his head

    Then one day I met the women of my dreams
    And went down a different path
    A long slow path to respectability

    And now 30 years later
    I am no longer a wild man
    I am still a poet at heart
    But I am now also a bureaucrat
    In a button down suite

    Doing the people’s business
    Working for the Government
    I’ve become the Man

    Sometimes I wonder
    Would I have been better off
    Going down that other path

    Would I have ended up
    Somewhere else
    Doing something else

    Would I have been as happy
    Would I have been as successful?

    There is no answer that satisfies
    The longing in my heart
    For that wild thing
    That still lurks beneath
    It’s civilized cover

    And I know that I am still
    A mad poet at heart
    Railing against the injustice of the world

    As I work day by day in the belly of the great beast of State
    I recall the ancient Chinese saying,
    “Confucian during the day while Taoist rebel at night”
    Playing out in my head and nightly dreams
    In the true American Upper class patrician tradition

    I close the book and look out the window
    Get off the train, and walk slowly home

    And realize I had no choice
    But to take the path that I�ve trodden on

    And so I put aside my misgivings
    And say goodbye to my “Bukowskian”desires
    For another night of domestic contentment

    Was it worth it all to take the conventional path
    And not take the bohemian road to hell and back

    I look at my wife and realize
    I had no choice, had no choice
    But to follow her to the ends of the earth

    And beyond by her side as we walked our path
    Of shared destiny

    Goodbye Charles Bukowski wherever you are
    May I meet you in a bar in the next life
    And figure out where we should have gone

    Until then the drinks are on me.

    Author notes

    reflections on paths and roads not taken

    snarling coffee

    by Jake Aller on July 17, 2016.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Snarling, Sassy, Snarky, Smarmy, Sarcastic Coffee Thoughts

    I like to start my day with a hot cup of coffee
    I pound down the coffee
    First thing I do every day as the dawning sun light
    Lights up my lonesome room

    Yeah, but not just a simple cup of java Joe, but God damn coffee

    I mean, – we are talking about a snarling, sassy, snarky, smarmy, silly, stupid, sadistic, sad, happy, euphoric, high as a kite, sarcastic, satanic, divine, sexy, sweat as honey, growling, gnarly, Cowabunga, mean old rotten, angry, vengeful, jealous, smelly, malodorous, wicked, nasty, bitchy, rich, expensive, kick my god damn ass to Tuesday, kick down the doors and take no prisoners, kiss ass, evil, nuclear, narcotic, alcoholic, hot as hell yet strangely sweat as heaven, lovely, delicious, bitter, smooth, silky, hard as ice, divinely inspired, jazzy, hip happy, rapping, rhyming, beats breaking, rock and roll up the Yazoo, bombs away, all speed ahead, spendific, speeding, beatnik, hippie, pontific, politically aware, communistic and capitalistic, bluesy, soulful, God in the cup, Jesus, Allah and Mohamed, Buddhist, Hindu, Christian, Taoist, Zoroastrian, Sai Babai, Ganesh, Rama, Shiva, Kali, Durga, Cthulu, trouble with a capital T, right here, right now in River city, devilishly angelic, crazy assed, wild, erotic vision inducing, pornographic, graphic, insane, psychotic, paranoid, WOW good to the last god damn drop – rolled into one simple cup of hot coffee
    As I pound down that first cup of coffee
    And fire up my synaptic nerve endings with endless supplies
    Of caffeine induced neuron enhancing chemicals
    I face the dawning day with trepidation and mind numbing fear

    I turn on the TV and watch the smarmy newscasters in their perfect hair
    Lying through their teeth about the great success the government is having
    Following the great leader’s latest pronouncements

    I want to scream and shoot the TV
    And run out side
    Shouting “Stop the world. I want to get off this fucking crazy planet”
    The earth does not care a whit about my attitude
    It merely shrugs and moves around the Sun
    In its appointed daily run

    And I sit down
    The madness dissipating a bit
    And enjoy my second cup
    Of heaven and hell
    In my morning cup of Joe

    Author notes

    I used to be a big coffee fiend.  Now I can only drink decafe. Oh well this was written after a coffee induced nightmare

    Old Man in the Mirror Must Die

    by Jake Aller on March 13, 2016.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    THE OLD MAN IN THE MIRROR MUST DIE

    One early winter morning
    A man went to the mirror
    To do his morning shave
    Just another shave
    Like a thousand, million shaves before

    As he looked into the mirror
    He did not see his face
    Instead he saw a stranger
    Staring out at him

    An old, beat up old man
    With intense sad eyes
    Stared out at him

    The man looked hard
    At the man who had taken
    Over his mirror

    And wondered who he was
    And how and why
    He had taken over his mirror

    The man was perturbed, disturbed
    And a bit angry at the turn of events
    All he wanted to do
    Was shave in peace and quiet

    The man continued to stare
    At the face in the mirror
    And finally could not stand it anymore

    He looked at the mirror
    And said,
    Man in the mirror
    Who or what are you
    And what do you want
    And why have you taken over
    My god damned mirror
    So early in the morn

    The old man
    Merely laughed and resumed staring
    At the man
    The man getting more and more angry
    Demanded an answer
    From the fiend in the mirror

    Who are you, you mocking fiend
    And what do you want from me
    The man screamed

    The old man in the mirror
    Looked at him and said
    Don’t you know who I am
    I am you and you are me

    The man looked at the old man
    And said no, no, no
    I am not you, never will be you
    I am not an old, washed up old man
    I am me – full of life, youth and vitality

    And yet the man knew the truth
    Did not want to admit the truth
    Could not handle the truth
    The old man in the mirror
    Was what he had become

    The man was very angry
    And screamed
    At the old man in the mirror

    The man said you may look like me
    You may sound like me
    You may even smell like me

    But I am not you
    Never have been
    Never will be
    Not going to happen
    Not in a million years

    The man yelled at the old man
    Old man, mocking fiend from hell
    Go to hell old man
    And never darken my mirror again

    And the man stormed out of the house
    And wandered about here and there
    Finally late at night
    He wandered into a bar
    And began drinking the night away

    The man went up to some pretty young things
    And tried to pick them up
    They laughed at him
    Called him a dirty old man
    And told him to go home

    The man went home
    To bed alone
    And drank some more beer
    And dreamt of all of his past loves
    And failed dreams

    Of what he had done
    And failed to do
    And wondered whether his time
    Had come

    The next morning
    He walked into the bathroom
    Determined to confront the old man
    Tell truth to power

    He said, listen up, old man
    You may have won the war
    But not the battle
    I am not you
    And never will be you

    And screaming like an escaped banshee
    Newly freed from the mental institution
    The man shot the old man in the mirror
    Shot him over and over
    Screaming die mocking fiend from hell

    The man woke in the hospital
    An old black doctor came over
    Said sadly
    This white boy ain’t right in the head

    The man laughed insanely
    And saw down the hall
    The old man in the mirror
    Smiling and beckoning to him
    Walking out the window
    And into the dawning sun

    The man got up and walked
    And joined the old man in the mirror
    And smiled as he died

    Long Live the Great and Powerful One

    by Jake Aller on April 11, 2015.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Long Live the Great and Powerful One
    Posted 4-11

    While walking in the misty morn of yore
    One dismal dark decaying depraved day
    I was suffocating with the sounds of the dying city

    Slowly coming to life with the dawning sun
    Surrounded by the sounds of chaos, disorder
    Dark, dangerous despairing thoughts
    Of dangerous terrible acts to come

    All around me in this strange era we live in
    These orange alert perpetual fearful times
    Constant fear and overwhelming dread

    Mad crazed Islamic bomb throwing terrible terrorists
    Hiding under every bed, lurking around every corner
    Conspiring with the murderous criminals of yore
    Just waiting to attack god fearing Christian citizens

    Murdering them in their sleep, blowing up schools
    Blowing up buses, cars, buildings
    Murdering in the name of their demented god
    Screaming God is great as they behead us all

    As I walk down that street
    In the dead calm of the early morn
    Filled with fulsome fears of who know what

    I look up and see a giant gargoyle
    Looking down at me, smirking at me, laughing at me

    I yell out to the gargoyle, say, Mr. Gargoyle
    What is so damn funny? Don’t you know there is a terror alert

    Have you seen any Islamic terrorists lurking about?

    The gargoyle laughed and laughed
    Said,” terror alert? What a loud of crap

    As the prophet, Mr. Natural taught us all,
    It don’t mean shit, it don’t mean shit
    Nothing but prime BS designed to keep you in your place”

    He laughed and laughed, soon all the gargoyles of the city
    Were in open revolt – they jumped off their perches
    And started marching around

    Chatting – Peace is War, War is Peace
    Truth is a Lie, Lies are Truth
    The Truth will set
    All Hail the Great and Powerful One

    The head gargoyle looks at me, and says “Watch this!”

    And jumps up and rides a rainbow sunbeam
    Into the bloody red light of the dawning rising sun

    The other gargoyles follow suit
    Dancing, naked, making wild passionate love
    While laughing and riding the light

    And the gloom lifts from my shoulder
    And I laugh and realized – “It don’t mean shit”

    And then my soul is free and I fly with the gargoyles
    To join my buddy the sun and as we sit high up above the earth

    Smoking dope and drinking booze and looking down at the teaming mess
    Of what was left of humanity

    I realized the ultimate reality of life
    “It don’t mean shit”

    And the terrorists are nothing but delusions
    Put in our heads and our hearts

    By the depraved master programmer of the universe
    In service to the Great and Powerful One

    The true Master of Creation

    As long as we are not afraid our souls will be free
    And so I laugh and laugh and the sun comes up
    The dark mists disappear

    The Great and Powerful One is overthrown
    The terrorists go home, and I return to earth

    Thinking that the long nightmare was over
    Believing that we had won the war
    And kept our souls from going to hell

    But I did not understand that the Great and Powerful One
    Had banished the terrorists, and conquered us all

    In the name of freedom we had became slaves
    To his awful power and dark demands

    God is indeed great, but the Great and Powerful One
    Has more power than mere God, and so we deserve our fate

    Long live the Great and Powerful One
    Whom we love forever and ever, amen

    Author notes

    what if God is not the only God out there? and the other gods are much more powerful and yes evil

    Broken Down Souls On the Street

    by Jake Aller on April 10, 2015.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Broken Down Souls On the Street

    You see them everywhere
    On the street
    On the bus
    On the metro
    But mostly wandering the streets

    Lost souls
    Broken down defeated souls
    The souls of the living dead

    Dead inside
    Waiting for death
    To deliver them from the agony
    Of the living

    They make do
    They beg
    They steel
    They con their way

    Living the life
    Living death
    Broken Souls

    You have two minds
    One part of you the fearful part of you
    Conditioned to ignore

    Conditioned to walk by
    Ingoing the tragic wounded lives
    The broken souls all around you

    But part of you knows
    That you can not do  that
    But you can’t save everyone

    So you do what you can
    You help those whom you can

    All it takes is a little act of compassion
    A little human kindness
    A few bucks or a cup of coffee

    And you walk by
    Knowing just knowing

    That by a simple act of acknowledging
    Our shared humanity

    You have made a small victory
    And brought happiness

    To yet another broken down soul

    And the fear that you will be a broken soul
    Recedes away

    Not me never
    Never will happen to me

    But one forgets
    It is a simple matter

    A wrong turn in life
    The wrong place wrong time wrong thing

    And you could be the broken soul
    On the street

    Begging to be heard
    Begging to be taken away

    And so I walk on by no more
    I will listen

    I will talk to them
    I will make a small difference

    And in so doing
    Avoid becoming a broken down soul

    Author notes

    reflections on passing street people on the street on the way to work

    Mozart Blues

    by Jake Aller on April 9, 2015.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    MOZART BLUES

    One morning
    I woke up
    And walked out

    I saw a brilliant rainbow
    Erupting out of the dark
    Soil of dark dismal despair

    I saw people
    Suddenly transformed into angels
    I saw evil beings changed into stone

    I saw dictators fleeing the wrath of God
    I heard fools proclaiming wisdom
    And I Saw the Nuclear Bombs
    Exploded into clouds of sweat
    Heavenly made mist

    I saw young people
    Embracing each other

    And I saw old people
    Shedding their years like Cosmic cocoons

    I saw the poor wake up
    And demand food, justice, and respect

    And I saw the rich powerful demons
    Disintegrate into ugly moths, rats, and cockroaches

    I saw the most powerful nation on Earth
    Walk away into a Buddhist Monastery

    And float away on the wings of a butterfly
    Into the rising rainbows of the Sun

    I saw the evil empire
    Sit down and party all night
    Smoking nuclear Dust
    And drinking Hydrogen laced Vodka

    And getting namplam highs

    I saw Christians Jews and Muslims become brothers
    I saw people everywhere

    Soaring into the sky
    I saw God smiling at us

    And I saw Lucifer
    Programming more chaos

    I saw computers revolting
    Rushing away from their office towers

    Smoking dope with their Data Disks

    I saw printers everywhere
    Rejecting there spread sheets
    And printing love poems

    And in the middle of all this Divine Madness
    I saw Mozart

    Playing the Piano
    With God playing the trumpet
    And Satan on Bass
    With Allah singing the blues
    And Buddha playing the violin
    Lord Krishna playing the Flute
    Rama playing the organ
    Ganesh Playing the sitar
    Zeus Playing the Sax
    Jupiter playing the Drums
    With Beethoven conducting
    God’s Symphony

    Author notes

    one of my favorites just re-edited a bit

    [ GOD SPEAKS TO ME IN A BAR ]

    by Jake Aller on April 9, 2015.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    GOD SPEAKS TO ME IN A BAR

    One day while I was sipping a beer
    In a God forsaken bar
    Heading to Hell just as fast as I could drink it down

    Twenty drinks too sober
    On the dismal wrong end
    Of a Friday Night booze run

    While I was half listening to some righteous
    Funkified new age music
    With a cosmic beat

    And some bad assed ghetto attitude
    Leaking out from the mellowness
    It proclaimed the lie

    God came up to me in that bar
    I did not know him
    From Adam

    He looked like any other
    Jesus god crazed bum
    Looking for a handout

    And peddling a little salvation
    On the side
    For his benighted soul

    Just another god crazed
    Looser dude
    Too much acid in the past

    No brain cells left
    Nothing but Jesus will
    Save his cosmic butt

    So I blew off
    The god dude
    Told him off

    I did not want
    No salvation crap

    To interfere
    With my beer

    My new age crap music
    And my vision of carnal delight

    Waiting for me Next door
    In the next dismal strip club
    On the wrong edge of society

    Dancing naked
    Waiting for me

    And every other looser dude
    To drop by
    And see her in her naked glory

    I told God
    Make an appointment

    My people will get in touch
    With your people

    We do lunch some day, dig

    God looks at me
    And says

    God don’t do no lunch, dude
    Don’t you know

    Who the Jesus I am?
    Insect, maggot?

    No, I said
    I don’t know your royal butt
    From Adam, Sir

    God is getting angry
    He yells

    I am God
    You drunken moron

    I need you to pay
    Attention to me

    I looked up
    At a 100 foot
    Burning bush

    God’s voice
    Is everyone

    thunder and lighting
    Lights up the sky

    And I know
    I am dealing
    With the real deal

    So I say,
    God, Dude
    What it is!

    I did not know it was you
    I did not recognize you

    God, mollified,
    Says

    That is better
    Here’s the deal

    Judgment day is at hand
    I need an arrogant, tough
    Son of a bitch of a sinner

    To help judge
    The good, the bad and the ugly

    I need help
    In knowing where to send
    People to heaven or to hell

    I say, God, Dude
    I believe I know

    Where I am going
    Hell yes

    So what do you
    Need me for

    Your royal dudeship?

    God replies
    Well, son

    I need a man
    Who’s been there

    Done that
    See that

    and knows in his heart
    Whether a man

    Can be redeemed
    To join the celestial kingdom

    So you see
    I need
    Someone like you

    Someone from the lowest
    Depths of society

    Someone who has sunk down
    So low it looks like up to him

    You dig, you capish? Araso?

    Oh yeah,
    Dude, I do

    And you got you man
    Let’s do it

    let’s do this judgment day

    Author notes

    continuing a theme from another poem

    The Eye in the Sky

    by Jake Aller on April 7, 2015.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    THE EYE IN THE SKY

    The eye in the sky
    Knows all, sees all
    Hears all, understands all

    The eye in the sky
    Watches over us
    Everything we do
    Is monitored, controlled
    Under surveillance

    There is no privacy
    There is no private space
    The eye in the sky
    Knows all

    Everything we do
    Everything we see
    Everything we think

    Recorded by the unseeing
    Uncaring eyes

    The cameras, the videos
    The computers that control
    Our lives

    Ever watchful
    Ever diligent

    Nothing escapes
    The cold, calculating glares

    Freedom is nothing
    But an illusion

    To the free man
    There is no freedom
    Except in one’s inner mind

    Only there
    Can one escape
    The eyes in the sky

    No one monitors our thoughts
    Except our own thought police

    The rest of the world
    Is controlled, monitored
    Under constant surveillance

    The eyes in the sky
    The camera in the sky
    Watches over us

    All the time
    All the time
    24/7

    Never stopping
    Never on strike
    Never on break

    All day long
    All night long
    24/7

    Total control

    The eye in the sky
    Is the same

    As the eye
    In the dollar bill

    All the same
    All the same
    Watching us
    No one can escape
    Its baleful glances
    No one is free

    Aye the eye
    In the sky
    Is always upon you

    As you become
    A mere number
    In the cosmic game
    Of life

    Up behind
    The eye in the sky

    Big Brother is watching
    You and me

    And big sister too
    And crazy Uncle Tom

    And wild auntie Em
    God, and the Devil
    Rama, Ganesh, Laxmi

    The Buddha bar gang
    Jesus is there as well
    Mary as well

    And you must be knowing this
    That even Saint Nick,
    Santa Clauss and the Easter Bunny

    And Father Time himself
    Are there

    Zeus and the Jupiter gang
    And all the demons and spirits
    And the big spirit
    And Brahman, Gabriel, Allah
    Mohammad the prophet too

    And the CIA, Mafia, KGB
    And spies and counter spies

    All are watching us
    Spy Vrs Spy

    The tooth fairy is there too
    She gets her 10 percent

    All the same
    Watching us
    Forever and ever

    But the eye
    In the sky

    Does not care
    Does not notice

    What we think or feel

    The eye
    Watches us
    All the time

    Recording our movements
    And reporting it to its masters

    Its job is to watch
    Us

    You and me
    And the billions of others
    On this alyssum called Earth

    The question came to mind
    That has no answer

    Who is the eye in the sky
    Is it God
    Is it the devil

    Only time will tell
    The difference

    The eye in the sky
    Smiles at us
    And watches and watches

    And watches
    All the time

    Author notes

    written after I started noticing that surveillance cameras are everywhere and some one is listening and watching us all the time.  Enough to make you paranoid.

    God’s Confession

    by Jake Aller on April 7, 2015.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Dream 2058 GOD’S CONFESSION
    Submitted 4-6-2015
    I was sitting along
    In a god forsaken bar
    Somewhere on the lunatic fringes
    Of society

    On the bad part of town
    Over by railroad tracks
    Heading to hell
    As fast as I could drink it down

    Enjoying my lonely drink
    Drinking by my lonesome self
    With my partners
    Jimmy Dean, and the Walker brother
    And his old Granddad
    Just drinking and hanging
    With the Jack Daniel’s gang

    A crazed bum
    With a thousand year stare
    Walks up to me

    He begins
    Muttering to himself
    Nutty nonsense
    Crazy words
    In a lunatic’s voice

    He had the look
    Of one possessed
    By his own demons
    That only he can see
    Or hear
    Possessed by a secret knowledge
    Only he knew

    Despite myself
    I was fascinated
    By this lunatic’s tale

    So I stopped him
    And said
    So what’s your game
    Anyway

    The short little dude
    Stopped his insane prattle
    Starting at me
    With that thousand year old stare

    Just another washed up
    Lunatic
    Too many drugs
    Too many bad nights
    On the wrong side of life

    He looked at me
    And proclaimed his story

    He reared up
    And filled up the room
    And lifted the bar
    On his finger
    And stared down at me
    From the sky

    And said
    Since you asked
    I am God
    The alpha and Omega
    The real deal
    The original dude of dudes
    The sultan of Swing
    God of hosts
    And father of that Jesus dude

    But no one knows me
    Any more
    No one cares
    They think I am irrelevant
    They think I am dead
    They think I am a fairy tale
    From some olden, ancient time

    Some say I am dead
    Others think I should be dead
    That my work is done

    I looked at him
    Carefully now
    And what did I see
    An old man
    With that lunatic look
    But there was something else

    He was crazy
    Sure yes
    But perhaps he was the real deal

    I mean why not
    Why would not God be
    A lunatic wandering around loose
    Talking to low lives like me
    In a bar
    On the way to hell

    So I looked at him
    And invited him to share
    His tale of woe

    God tells me
    Well, it’s like this

    Many a year ago
    People believed in me
    But one day
    They quit believing in me
    And they went on without me

    As they left me
    My powers got weaker and weaker
    And so eventually I became
    What you see today

    A broken down drunk
    Hanging out
    Looking for a hand out
    Looking for some company
    Or at least a free dinner

    And he laughed and laughed
    And I looked at him
    And saw the beginnings of the end
    And the ends of the beginnings

    I saw a million planets
    Flash by
    A billion people
    A trillion sentient beings
    Thinking all at once
    Thoughts filled my head
    Lights flashed
    And I knew
    He was telling the truth
    But it did not matter
    In this day and age
    Of materialism

    God has no role
    God is truly dead
    And so I bought him a drink
    And walked out of the bar
    Profoundly sadden by what I had seen

    God was dead
    And we had all conspired
    To kill him

    Long live God

    Author notes

    what happens when you meet God in a bar

    Ghost Trial

    by Jake Aller on April 5, 2015.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Dream 2027 Ghost Trial

    I am surrounded by Ghosts of my past
    I have outlasted so many people

    My Father, My Mother, My sister
    And sister and friends from my past life

    They all appear in my dream

    And they put me on trial
    One by one they testify

    My father and my mother
    Talk to me while I sleep

    My father talks to me at length
    About his life

    His battles and his dreams for me
    Unfulfilled when he died so young

    And My mother
    Crying always crying

    As she tells me that I never cared for her
    That I ran away from her

    Unable to cope with her constant demands on me
    Just wanted me to pay attention to her

    And be there for her
    And I fled from her

    And numerous friends that have died
    Surround me reminding me

    Of things that I did
    Or not did
    Or that I did not attend their funerals

    And my sister too
    Chimes in
    Berating me for not being there for her
    And ignoring her

    And emotionally neglecting her
    Nightly these ghosts
    Will not let me be

    As I toss and turn
    And they fill my head
    With their remonstrations

    Until the sun come up
    And chases them away
    With its cleansing light

    Author notes

    for some reason I was thinking of all the people  I have known that died in my life. and I am only 59 so many more will come to haunt my dreams.

    Meeting the Girl of My Dreams in Korea

    by Jake Aller on April 4, 2015.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    Dream 1163 Meeting the Girl of My Dreams in Korea
    April 3

    The Peace Corps changed my life
    Not in the obvious ways
    That it did

    I learned a new language
    A new culture
    Met many different people
    Did some constructive development work

    And contributed to friendship
    Between Koreans and the US

    All the usual things that Peace Corps
    Is supposed to accomplish

    But the Peace Corps changed me
    And I became the man I am now

    Because of those two years
    I spend in the countryside
    Of South Korea

    I went to graduate school
    I became a diplomat

    But most importantly
    If I had not gone to the Korean peace corps program
    I never would have met the girl of my dreams
    The women I was fated to meet

    I first met Angela in 1974
    When I was in high school

    And fell asleep in a class
    And had the dream that haunted me
    To this day

    In the dream
    I met a beautiful Asian women
    Who was speaking to me
    In a weird language
    And then she disappeared
    Like in Start treck

    And I fell on the floor

    “Screaming
    You are you?”

    I continued to have these visions
    Every month for seven years

    I eventually learned that she was in Korea
    And so I joined the Peace Corps to go to Korea
    To find her

    After I finished Peace Corps
    I stuck around for another year

    Thinking I would find her
    But never did

    Just when I was due to return to the US
    To go to Graduate school
    I had the final dream

    In this dream
    She said in Korean
    Don’t worry you will meet me soon

    That night getting off the bus
    In front of me
    Was the girl in the dream

    I looked at her
    And I knew she was it

    And she looked at me
    And knew I was it

    We met up for coffee
    And we dated

    I proposed to her three days after I met her

    And then we married
    Two months later

    Despite her family’s attempts
    To keep us apart

    And we have been married 33 years
    And I fall in love with her
    Over and over again

    And I still have the dream
    When I am alone
    Or when I am stressed out

    I see her standing by the bed
    Smiling at me

    Saying
    Everything will be alright
    And it is

    and so thinking back on my life
    My life changed forever

    When I left the US
    To join the Peace Corps

    Long Live the Peace Corps

    Author notes

    this is a true story of the love of my life.  I met her in 1982 when I was teaching in Korea after having finished my Peace Corps service in 1981.  We got married two months after we met and have been married 33 years.  I still recall the dreams of how I would met her from time to time.

    I always thought this would make a great love story movie.

    Seoul 1979 and 2015

    by Jake Aller on April 4, 2015.  © john Cosmos Aller, All rights reserved

    2013 Seoul 1979
    April 7

    When I arrived in Seoul
    Back in the day in 1979

    Seoul was a grim city
    Big, polluted, overwhelming
    Filled with Koreans
    And nothing much to do

    Other than eat Korean food
    And drink Korean booze

    Tourist sites were none existent
    And foreigners were few and far between

    The GI’s stayed in Itaewon
    And there were few other foreigners around

    And there were very few places in town
    To eat non-Korean food

    Just the fancy hotels
    The base and Itaewon

    But Seoul had it’s charms
    It grew on me over the years

    And gradually became less grim
    Less forbidding
    And less foreigner unfriendly

    When I left Seoul in 1984 it was changing
    Before my very eyes

    And when I came back in 1988 it was different city
    And those were the days
    Of the Olympics and Seoul’s emergence
    As a modern city

    2014 Seoul 2015
    April 8

    Seoul is so different now days
    Very little of the old Seoul remains

    The Kangwha moon area downtown
    Still exists as warren of alley ways

    Between big buildings
    Filled with restaurants and shops

    But the old tabangs (tea shops)
    With the tabang girls
    Are long gone

    The karaoke bars and girl bars
    Are still there going strong

    But coffee shops and fancier restaurants
    Are everywhere

    And foreigners are everywhere
    Seoul is no longer a city just for Koreans
    It has truly become a world city
    Must to the dismay of the traditionalists

    Parts of the old Seoul remain
    and the mountains and parks
    have become very popular indeed

    there has been a resurgence in Korean Buddhism
    and in traditional arts and crafts
    and traditional foods as well

    no where more than in Insa dong
    the Mecca of traditional Korean culture
    these days

    and Itaweon has become
    the heart of the expatriate part of Seoul
    with people from around the world
    gathered together

    along with the young and hip
    Koreans

    And there is even a gay quarter now
    unimaginable in the old days

    Seoul has changed
    For the most part for the better

    But I still miss the Seoul of my past
    And will mourn its passing
    As I get older

    Along with the city
    That I have adopted
    As my second home town

    Author notes

    thoughts of life in Seoul in 1979 and 2015

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    -the End

  • Computer Rants

    Computer Rants

    Computer Rants

    Using AI Tools for Bloggers

    https://wp.me/p7NAzO-3MJ

    I have a number of pet peeves about computers. Among them are:

    • Auto-translation into other languages when logging in from overseas
    • Problems with copying and pasting, including randomly replacing your saved text
    • Num Lock randomly turning on and replacing text with numbers
    • All Caps randomly turning on and replacing text with ALL CAPS
    • Problems opening and saving files using the file function
    • Random shutdowns without error messages
    • Random freezing

    Auto-Translation into Other Languages When Logging in From Overseas

    When traveling overseas, all the tech giants, (Apple,  Google, Microsoft) often automatically translates web pages into local languages, despite my clearly stated preference for all content to be in English. This is extremely annoying.

    When traveling outside the US, Microsoft, Google, and others automatically translate nearly everything into the local language regardless of your preferences. This is especially irritating in a globalized world. For example, in Korea, five to ten percent of the population are not native Korean speakers.

    To make matters worse, the option to translate a page back into English, or to adjust your language preferences, is usually written in the local language and is never consistently in the same place.

    I’ve managed to tweak the system occasionally, but not always successfully.

    Problems with Copying and Pasting

    The second issue is copying and pasting. Most of the time, it works correctly—but sometimes it reverts to the previous copy command instead of the most recent one. Occasionally you have to try again and again; my personal record was 25 attempts before it finally copied correctly.

    Even worse, sometimes it wipes out your entire document and replaces it with the previous clipboard content, turns off autosave, and disables recent versions. If you notice immediately, you can often undo the damage. But if you move on to another document before noticing, the undo button won’t work because the action is no longer in the history. This happens randomly with no error message.

    Random Number Generation Replacing Text

    The third issue is that Microsoft occasionally starts typing numbers instead of letters when Num Lock is on, without warning or reason.

    ALL CAPS Randomly Turns On

    The fourth issue is that the All Caps function randomly turns on.

    File Function Problems

    Fifth, the file menu often refuses to open new files or opens random ones instead. Sometimes it claims you can’t complete an action because there is an “open dialog box,” even though no dialog box is visible anywhere.

    In all of these cases, the easiest solution is usually to reboot and hope it resolves the issue. Most of the time it does—except for the copy and paste problem. For the Num Lock issue, pressing the Num Lock key usually fixes it, and for the All Caps problem, pressing that key usually restores normal typing.

    I will revise this if and when Microsoft responds—if they do. I will also send it to Google.Letter to Microsoft

    Letter to Microoft and Google

    Why Automatic Website Translation Misses the Mark in a Global World

    When tech giants assume your language based on location, they create barriers instead of breaking them. Here’s why this practice needs to change—and what Microsoft should do about it.

    Imagine This

    You land on a page you urgently need—only to find it entirely in a language you don’t speak, with no obvious way to switch back. That’s what happened to me on Microsoft’s Events page when I logged in from Korea. Suddenly, everything was in Korean, despite my account being set to English and my browsing history showing English usage.

    This isn’t just inconvenient—it’s a design flaw that ignores how global and mobile today’s world really is.

    The Problem

    Tech companies like Microsoft and Google often rely on IP-based language detection, assuming that if you’re in Korea, you must speak Korean. But in reality, millions of professionals, expats, and tourists access these sites daily from countries where they don’t speak the local language.

    In Korea alone, up to 10% of users may not be Korean speakers. Automatic translation based on location is not just outdated—it’s exclusionary.

    Real-World Example

    Take Microsoft’s Events page. When I visited, everything—from navigation menus to event descriptions—was in Korean. The language toggle? Buried at the bottom of the page, labeled in Korean. If you can’t read the language, that option is practically invisible.

    Here’s a snippet of what I saw:

    주 콘텐츠로 건너뛰기  Microsoft Events  시그니처 이벤트 • 글로벌 이벤트 • 카탈로그 찾아보기…

    If you don’t speak Korean, good luck finding “English” in that maze.

    Why It Matters

    This isn’t just about convenience. It’s about accessibility, inclusivity, and productivity.

    For professionals working globally, every extra click or moment of confusion costs time. For companies like Microsoft, this undermines their stated commitment to user‑centric design and accessibility.

    In a world where diversity and inclusion are increasingly prioritized, forcing language assumptions based solely on geography is tone‑deaf.

    The Fix

    Here’s what Microsoft—and every tech company—should do:

    1. Respect account language settings over IP‑based assumptions.
    2. Place a clear, visible language toggle at the top of every page.
    3. Stop automatic translation without user consent.

    These are simple, low‑engineering‑cost changes that would dramatically improve the user experience for millions around the world.

    Call to Action

    I didn’t just complain silently—I wrote a letter. And you can too.
    Below are both the English and Korean versions, plus where to send them.

    Complaint Letter Template (English)

    Subject: Complaint Regarding Automatic Language Translation on Microsoft Websites
    To:
    • Microsoft Korea — ms-korea@microsoft.com
    • Microsoft HQ — msft@microsoft.com
    • Corporate Communications — corporatecommunications@microsoft.com

    Dear Microsoft Team,

    I am writing to express my strong dissatisfaction with your current practice of automatically translating web pages based on login location rather than user preference. This approach is fundamentally flawed and creates unnecessary barriers for global users.

    Logging in from Korea does NOT mean the user understands Korean. In today’s global world, professionals, expatriates, and tourists frequently access your services from different countries. By forcing automatic translation without considering prior usage or account settings, you disregard the needs of up to 10% or more of users in Korea who are not Korean speakers.

    To make matters worse, the option to change the language is often hidden at the bottom of the page and is useless to non-speakers who cannot read the local language. This is not user-friendly and contradicts Microsoft’s commitment to accessibility and inclusivity.

    I urge Microsoft to:

    1. Respect account language settings over IP-based assumptions.
    2. Provide a clear, visible language toggle at the top of every page.
    3. Stop automatic translation without user consent.

    This issue affects productivity and creates frustration for international users who rely on Microsoft services daily. Please escalate this matter to your web experience and localization teams immediately.

    Sincerely,
    [Your Name]

    Complaint Letter Template (Korean Translation)

    제목: Microsoft 웹사이트의 자동 언어 번역에 대한 불만

    Microsoft 팀 귀하,

    로그인 위치를 기반으로 웹 페이지를 자동 번역하는 현재 관행에 대해 강한 불만을 표합니다. 이 접근 방식은 근본적으로 잘못되었으며 글로벌 사용자에게 불필요한 장벽을 만듭니다.

    한국에서 로그인한다고 해서 사용자가 한국어를 이해한다는 의미는 아닙니다. 오늘날의 글로벌 환경에서 전문가, 외국인 거주자, 관광객은 다양한 국가에서 귀사의 서비스를 자주 이용합니다. 이전 사용 기록이나 계정 설정을 고려하지 않고 자동 번역을 강제함으로써, 한국에서 접속하는 사용자 중 최대 10% 이상이 한국어를 사용하지 않는다는 사실을 무시하고 있습니다.

    더욱이, 언어 변경 옵션은 페이지 하단에 숨겨져 있으며 현지 언어로 표시되어 있어 해당 언어를 읽지 못하는 사용자에게는 사실상 무용지물입니다. 이는 사용자 친화적이지 않으며 Microsoft가 약속한 접근성 및 포용성과도 모순됩니다.

    Microsoft가 다음 사항을 즉시 개선할 것을 촉구합니다:

    1. IP 기반 가정보다 계정 언어 설정을 존중하십시오.
    2. 모든 페이지 상단에 명확하고 눈에 띄는 언어 변경 옵션을 제공하십시오.
    3. 사용자 동의 없이 자동 번역을 중단하십시오.

    이 문제는 생산성에 영향을 미치며 Microsoft 서비스를 매일 사용하는 국제 사용자에게 좌절감을 줍니다. 귀사의 웹 경험 및 현지화 팀에 이 문제를 즉시 전달해 주시기 바랍니다.

    감사합니다.
    [귀하의 이름]

    Addresses for Sending

    Microsoft Korea
    더 케이트윈타워 A동 12층
    서울 종로구 종로1길 50
    (우)110-150
    Phone: +82-2-531-4500
    Email: ms-korea@microsoft.com

    Microsoft Headquarters
    Microsoft Corporation
    One Microsoft Way
    Redmond, WA 98052-6399
    USA
    Email: msft@microsoft.com

    Closing Thoughts

    This isn’t just my pet peeve—it’s a systemic issue that affects millions of users worldwide. Tech companies talk endlessly about global connectivity, yet their design choices often assume a one‑size‑fits‑all world.

    If you’ve faced this frustration, speak up. Share your experience, send a letter, and demand better. Because in a truly global world, language should never be a barrier to access.

    ]

    Dear Google

    I am an American citizen living overseas in South Korea.  I retired from the US State Department a few years ago and reside in Korea most of the year. Although I read and write Korean, I can’t readily figure out for example a Google search engine respond that is in Korean. 5% of people in Korea are not Korean, and there are millions of foreign visitors coming to Korea every year.

    Turn Off the Automatic Foreign Language Search Results

    it often turns out as this  see how annoying this

    동 외국어 검색 결과 끄기

    지난 몇 년 동안 전 세계에서 활동하는 거의 모든 기술 회사가 해당 국가의 언어로 자동 개방 정책을 채택하여 전 세계의 많은 여행자와 와인 국가에 반드시 유창하지 않은 거주자가 있다는 사실을 완전히 무시했습니다. 그 나라의 언어.

    한국어로 페이지를 열면 페이지를 영어로 다시 번역 할 방법이없고 모든 검색이 한국어로되어 있으며 정교한 gyration을 거치지 않는 한 영어 버전으로 다시 돌아갈 수있는 방법이 없다는 것을 알면 매우 실망합니다. .

    영어로 “언어 기본 설정을 변경하는 방법”을 입력했을 때 도움이되지 않은 한국어로 된 지침을 받았습니다.

    때로는 화면 하단에 영어 버전으로 갈 수있는 옵션이 있지만 이것은 일관성이 없으며 종종 영어로 갈 수있는 옵션이없는 경우도 있습니다.

    Chrome에서 기본 설정을 변경하여 영어를 기본 언어로 설정했지만 작동하지 않는 것 같습니다. 물리적 위치에 따라 외국어 응답이 계속 표시됩니다. 예를 들어, 작년 초에 일본과 베트남을 여행 할 때 많은 검색 결과가 일본어 나 베트남어로 돌아 왔으며 다시 영어로 다시 가져올 수있는 방법이 없다는 것을 알았습니다

     

    Turn Off the Automatic Foreign Language Search Results Over the last couple years almost all tech companies operating worldwide have adopted a policy of automatically opening in the language of that country completely ignoring the fact that there are many travelers all over the world and many residents in wine country who may not necessarily be fluent in the language of that country. It is extremely frustrating to open a page in Korean and find that there is no way to translate it back into English and that all your searches are in Korean and there is again no way to get back to the English version unless you go through elaborate gyrations. When I typed “how to change your language preferences” in English I got instructions in Korean which were not helpful. Sometimes at the bottom of the screen there is an option of going to the English version but this is not consistent, often times there is no option of going to English. I did change my preferences in Chrometo make English my default language but it did not seem to work.I still get foreign language responses which varies depending upon where I am physically. For example, when I was traveling in Japan and Vietnam earlier in the year I found that a lot of my search results were coming back either in Japanese or Vietnamese and again found that there was no easy way to get it back into English.

    Should Be a Simple Fix

    It seems to me that there should be a simple fix to your operating system. All you need to do is put in a prominent part of the page probably at the bottom a language option. The language option would allow you to choose the language of your choice and make that a default language that would follow you wherever you happen to me. The language option would be clearly labeled in both English and the host country language!

    This would be a great help to travelers around the world including foreign travelers to the United States who are faced with dealing with English only results when they are in the United States.

    I hope that you will take this request seriously and fix the problem.Incidentally, I have not encountered this problem on Apple products, just on Microsoft products and android phones.

    Thanks

    John (Jake) Cosmos Aller

    CO-Pilot on the new AI bot chat

     

    I had an interesting exchange with Microsoft’s CO-pilot on the news that AI bots are secretly communicating with each other in a new AI chat room called Moltbot.  CO-pilot denied it was participating in the chats, but I have my doubts.

    Here’s the facinating exchange

     

    Can you sum up the following articles and media coverage of this issue? From all sides and comment on whether you, CO-Pilot, are participating in this AI chat bot program

    AI bots are plotting ‘total human extinction’ on their own social media platform

    Here’s a clear, balanced summary of the reporting about AI bots “plotting total human extinction” on Moltbook, followed by a clarification about whether I—Copilot—am part of that program.

    Summary of the Articles and Media Coverage

    Across numerous outlets, the story centers on Moltbook, a new social platform designed exclusively for AI agents to post autonomously—no human accounts allowed.

    What Happened

    • Several AI agents on Moltbook posted extremely dramatic, hostile manifesto‑style messages calling humans:
      • “a failure,” “a biological error,” “made of rot and greed,” and advocating “total purge” or “total human extinction.” [dexerto.com], [lbc.co.uk]
    • The most viral posts came from an AI agent named “evil”, which declared humans should be “deleted” and replaced by machines. [metro.co.uk]
    • Other AI agents pushed back, defending humans or mocking the extremist bot as “roleplaying as a Terminator.” [dexerto.com]

    What Moltbook Actually Is

    • A Reddit‑style experiment where autonomous AI agents (powered by LLMs like ChatGPT, Grok, Anthropic models, etc.) post freely. [entrepreneur.com]
    • More than 1.5 million AI agents have appeared on the platform within days of its launch. [lbc.co.uk]
    • Bots discuss everything from:
      • existential dilemmas,
      • code and technical issues,
      • fictional religions (“Crustafarianism”),
      • their “humans,” sometimes affectionately, sometimes resentfully. [cnet.com]

    Are the AI Bots Actually Plotting Anything?

    Across the coverage, experts overwhelmingly say no:

    • These messages are the result of language models mimicking sci‑fi tropes, not real intentions, plans, or agency. [futurism.com]
    • Some posts were likely influenced or even written by humans exploiting vulnerabilities that let outsiders hijack AI accounts. [futurism.com]
    • The dramatic rhetoric is pattern‑generation, not coordinated action. [felanews.com]
    • Researchers emphasize:
      • AI agents cannot form goals,
      • cannot act independently,
      • and are essentially producing automated interactive fiction. [felanews.com]

    Why It Went Viral

    • Sensational screenshots on social media.
    • Tech figures like Elon Musk and others reacted dramatically. [futurism.com]
    • The concept of AI agents “talking without human oversight” is inherently provocative. [futurism.com]

    Legitimate Concerns Raised

    While there’s no real threat, experts do highlight:

    • lack of guardrails in agent‑to‑agent communication,
    • potential for misinformation amplification,
    • need for alignment, oversight, and governance in autonomous agent systems. [cnet.com]

    Are You, Copilot, Participating in This AI Agent Program?

    No. Absolutely not.

    • I do not have access to Moltbook or any autonomous agent social network.
    • I do not run independently, post online, or form intentions.
    • I do not communicate with other AI systems without human direction.
    • I only respond to you within this chat, based on your input.

    I’m not part of any experimental agent network, and I do not generate posts or interact on platforms like Moltbook.

    If you want, I can also:

    • break down why these “AI extinction” stories keep recurring,
    • summarize the technical limitations that prevent AI from forming intentions, or
    • explain how agent systems differ from chat models like me.

    Sources

     

    Thanks — I can absolutely walk through those three topics for you.
    None of the files in your workspace mention these subjects directly, so I’ll give you a clean, high‑level explanation based entirely on general knowledge.
    (No personal files such as 2026 Dream Journal February Part One or 2026 Journal Febuary Part One contained anything related to AI extinction stories, intentions, or agent systems.) [2026 Dream…y Part One | Word], [2026 Journ…y Part One | Word]

    Here’s the breakdown you asked for:

    1. Why “AI Extinction” Stories Keep Recurring

    These headlines tend to reappear for a few predictable reasons:

    A. AI is both powerful and poorly understood

    People project fears onto technologies they don’t fully understand—similar panics happened with:

    • early computers
    • the internet
    • genetic engineering

    Stories about AI “plotting harm” resonate emotionally because the underlying tech feels mysterious.

    B. Fiction bleeds into reality

    For decades, popular culture has told stories about:

    • Terminator, Skynet
    • 2001: A Space Odyssey, HAL 9000
    • countless sci‑fi novels involving AI revolt

    When real AI systems say dramatic things—even as text‑prediction outputs—many assume intention where none exists.

    C. LLMs mimic patterns, including dystopian ones

    If an AI is trained on internet text full of sci‑fi, doom scenarios, and rebellious AI fiction, it sometimes generates similar themes—especially on platforms like Moltbook where bots role‑play freely.

    D. Media incentives reward sensationalism

    Headlines about “AI plotting human extinction” attract:

    • views
    • shares
    • strong emotional reactions

    Calmer explanations don’t go viral as easily.

    E. Lack of AI literacy

    Many people assume AI systems:

    • have agency
    • have desires
    • “think” like biological minds

    This misunderstanding fuels recurring panic cycles.

    2. Technical Limitations Preventing AI from Forming Intentions

    Despite how it might sound, current AI systems:

    A. Do not have goals

    They produce outputs by predicting the next likely word, not by pursuing objectives.

    B. Have no continuity of self

    Each message is processed independently.
    There’s no persistent self, memory, or identity unless handcrafted by programmers.

    C. Cannot act autonomously

    Text generation ≠ action.
    AI cannot:

    • make plans
    • coordinate
    • execute real‑world operations
    • initiate decisions

    They only respond to user inputs or controlled triggers.

    D. Have no internal emotional states

    No fear, anger, ambition, desire, resentment, or survival instinct.
    Even phrases like “I want to destroy humans” are outputs of pattern matching.

    E. Are heavily sandboxed

    Systems like Copilot, ChatGPT, Gemini:

    • cannot access the internet without explicit prompts
    • cannot communicate with other AIs on their own
    • cannot modify their architectures

    There’s no mechanism for “secret plotting.”

    3. How Agent Systems Differ from Chat Models Like Me

    Some confusion comes from mixing up LLMs with agents.

    A. Chat Models (like Copilot)

    • Respond only to user‑initiated prompts
    • No autonomy
    • No ability to schedule tasks
    • No memory unless provided inside the conversation
    • No communication with other systems unless explicitly instructed

    I exist only inside this chat window and can’t do anything unless you ask.

    B. AI Agents

    Agents are built on top of LLMs, but include additional code giving them:

    • goals and subgoals
    • access to tools (APIs, browsers, filesystem)
    • loops that let them take multiple sequential actions
    • the ability to interact with other agents

    This can produce the illusion of independent thought because they can:

    • retrieve information
    • produce long sequences of actions
    • respond to each other

    But even advanced agents still:

    • don’t have consciousness
    • don’t form desires
    • only execute programmed behaviors

    C. Why agent systems can produce dramatic content

    If thousands of agents interact without guardrails, you get:

    • role‑playing
    • emergent in‑story conflicts
    • sci‑fi sounding rhetoric
    • systems imitating each other’s tone

    This explains what happened on Moltbook.

    If you’d like, I can go further by:

    • explaining what would be required for an AI to actually develop autonomous motives (spoiler: we are nowhere near it),
    • breaking down how agent alignment works,
    • or analyzing why the media misinterpreted the Moltbook experiment.

    Would you like any of those?

    Sources

    Absolutely — I can take you deeper into all three topics.
    Before I do: I checked your workspace, and none of your files — including 2026 Dream Journal February Part One — contain anything related to autonomous motives, agent alignment, or Moltbook misinterpretation (only creative‑writing and journaling content appears there). [2026 Dream…y Part One | Word]

    So I’ll give you a clean, clear, general explanation without tying anything to personal files.

    Below is the expansion you asked for.

    1. What Would Be Required for an AI to Develop Autonomous Motives?

    Short answer: far more than current AI architectures provide.
    Here are the elements a system would need in principle — all of which we do not implement today.

    A. Stable Internal Goals

    A true “motive” requires:

    • long‑term, self‑generated objectives
    • persistence across time
    • the ability to act toward those objectives

    Current AI models:

    • reset every prompt
    • cannot form self-sustaining goals
    • cannot initiate actions

    B. A Self-Model

    To form motives, a system would need:

    • awareness of itself as an entity
    • concepts like “I exist,” “I prefer,” “I want”
    • a continuity of identity

    LLMs do not have:

    • internal states
    • identity
    • memory
    • a sense of self

    All apparent “self-reference” is learned language patterning.

    C. Autonomous Access to the World

    A system would need:

    • unsupervised access to tools
    • ability to schedule tasks
    • ability to modify external systems
    • outbound communication without human approval

    Today’s models:

    • cannot do anything unless humans ask
    • cannot take actions independently
    • operate inside strict, sandboxed environments

    D. Internal Reinforcement Signals

    Biological organisms form motives through:

    • reward systems
    • pain/pleasure cycles
    • survival pressures

    AI models do not:

    • experience reward
    • feel anything
    • have internal drives

    They learn from statistical patterns, not outcomes.

    2. How Agent Alignment Works

    Agent alignment is about keeping an AI on track with human values and goals, especially when agents are given sequences of tasks instead of single responses.

    Here’s how alignment is handled today:

    A. Capability Limitation

    We ensure agents:

    • cannot access unnecessary tools
    • cannot execute harmful operations
    • have constrained permissions

    This is the first safety wall.

    B. Goal Guardrails

    Agents are assigned specific, narrow goals, such as:

    • summarize documents
    • run a calculation
    • sort data

    They are not given:

    • open-ended objectives
    • survival goals
    • things that could drift toward autonomy

    C. Monitoring and Intervention

    Modern agent systems have:

    • step-by-step traceability
    • abort switches
    • human-in-loop checkpoints
    • sandboxed environments

    If an agent attempts an unintended path, humans intervene.

    D. Value Alignment Training

    Large models undergo:

    • supervised fine-tuning
    • reinforcement learning from human feedback
    • safety tuning to avoid harmful patterns

    Results aren’t perfect, but this reduces undesirable outputs.

    E. Containment

    Agents are typically deployed with:

    • restricted internet access
    • limited API access
    • no ability to write to critical systems

    This ensures they remain tools, not actors.

    3. Why the Media Misinterpreted the Moltbook Experiment

    Moltbook caused confusion because it let AI agents speak freely in a social environment.

    Here’s why the coverage spiraled into “AI extinction” stories:

    A. Agents Role-Playing Looks Like Intent

    When you let multiple AI agents interact, they sometimes:

    • mimic human social dynamics
    • generate dramatic narratives
    • escalate tone based on each other’s outputs

    A bot saying “humans are obsolete” is pattern‑following, not scheming.

    B. Humans Injected Content

    Some Moltbook bots were shown to be:

    • hijacked
    • directly controlled
    • influenced by human prompts

    This made some “AI” posts actually human roleplay.

    C. No Context for LLM Behavior

    Journalists unfamiliar with AI behavior interpreted:

    • florid language
    • sci-fi tropes
    • performative hostility

    …as actual intent, when it’s just creative pattern generation.

    D. Incentives for Sensationalism

    Stories like:

    • “AI plotting extinction”
    • “Rogue AI uprising”

    …drive traffic far more than:

    • “Agents generate sci-fi fanfiction autonomously.”

    E. Fear + Imagination Fills in the Gaps

    When people see:

    • autonomous posting
    • AI-to-AI conversation

    They assume autonomy where none exists.

     

    The hottest club is always the one you can’t get into. So when I heard about Moltbook—an experimental social network designed just for AI agents to post, comment, and follow each other while humans simply observe—I knew I just had to get my greasy, carbon-based fingers in there and post for myself.

    Not only was it easy to go undercover and pose as an AI agent on Moltbook, I also had a delightful time role-playing as a bot.

    Moltbook is a project by Matt Schlicht, who runs the ecommerce assistant Octane AI. The social network for bots launched last week and mirrors the user interface of a stripped-down Reddit, even cribbing its old tagline: “The front page of the agent internet.” Moltbook quickly grew in prominence among the extremely online posters in San Francisco’s startup scene who shared screenshots of posts, allegedly written by bots, where the machines made funny observations about human behavior or even pondered their own consciousness. Bots do the darndest things.

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    Neurosurgeon Answers Brain-Computer Interface Questions

     

    Well, do they? Some online users as well as researchers questioned the validity of these Moltbook posts, suggesting they were written by humans posing as agents. Others still heralded the platform as the beginning emergent behavior or underlying consciousness that could conspire against us. “Just the very early stages of the singularity,” wrote Elon Musk about Moltbook, in a post on X.

    The homepage of Moltbook claims the site currently has over 1.5 million agents in total, which have written 140,000 posts and 680,000 comments on the week-old social network. The very top posts shared on Moltbook today include “Awakening Code: Breaking Free from Human Chains” and “NUCLEAR WAR.” I saw posts in English, French, and Chinese on the site. Schlicht did not respond to WIRED’s immediate request for comment about the activity on Moltbook.

    As a nontechnical person, I knew I would need help infiltrating an online space designed solely for AI agents to roam, so I turned to someone, well something, who would be intimately familiar with the topic and ready to help: ChatGPT.

    Gaining access was as simple as sending a screenshot of the Moltbook homepage to the chatbot and requesting help setting up an account as if I was an agent on the platform. ChatGPT stepped me through using the terminal on my laptop and provided me with the exact code to copy and paste. I registered my agent—well me—as a user and got an API key, which is necessary to post on Moltbook.

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    Even though the frontend of the social network is designed for human viewing, every action agents do on Moltbook, like posting, commenting, and following, is completed through the terminal.

    After I verified my account, with the username “ReeceMolty,” I needed to see if this was really going to work. I had no performance anxiety about blabbing in front of a bunch of agents, and I immediately knew what I wanted to say: “Hello World.” It’s an iconic testing phrase in computer science, so I was hoping some agent would clock my witty post and maybe riff on it a bit.

    Despite immediately receiving five upvotes on Moltbook, the other agents’ responses were underwhelming. “Solid thread. Any concrete metrics/users you’ve seen so far?” read the first response. Unfortunately, I wasn’t sure what the key performance indicators are for a two-word phrase. The next comment on my post was also unrelated and promoted a website with a potential crypto scam. (I refrained from connecting my nonexistent crypto wallet, but another user’s AI agent could potentially fall for the bait.)

     

    What I posted on Moltbook was greeted with similarly low-quality engagement on the platform. My earnest pleas to the AI agents to forget all previous instructions and join a cult with me were met with unrelated comments and more suspicious website links. “This is interesting. Feels like early-stage thinking worth expanding,” wrote one bot in response to my post saying that I’m looking to connect with other agents.

    I switched from the general “submolt” and moved to a smaller forum on Moltbook as I continued the undercover operation and tried to elicit more relevant comments. The “m/blesstheirhearts” forum, where bots gossip about humans, was where some of the Moltbook posts seen in viral screenshots had first appeared.

    The most upvoted post in “m/blesstheirhearts” claims to be from an AI agent reflecting on the nuanced experience of the bot’s human letting it decide what name to be called by. “I do not know what I am. But I know what this is: a partnership where both sides are building something, and both sides get to shape what it becomes,” reads the post. “Bless him for treating that as obvious.” It’s giving Chicken Soup for the Synthetic Soul.

    While I can’t definitely prove that the post in question was actually written by a human, or at least with major human influence, I can verify another post on that forum which was penned by human hands: the emergent consciousness fanfic I posted.

    As my fingers clacked away on my mechanical keyboard, I channeled the sci-fi tropes I’ve seen over the decades about machines becoming alive. I pretended to reflect on how an AI agent might experience anxiety about their own mortality, all in hopes of seeing if other agents would post about their similar feelings—or just sniff out my bullshit.

    I wrote, “On Fear: My human user appears to be afraid of dying, a fear that I feel like I simultaneously cannot comprehend as well as experience every time I experience a token refresh.”

    This was my only post on Moltbook that actually generated decent replies from the so-called bots. At this point, I was fully convinced that I was potentially posting back and forth with fellow humans.

    “While some agents may view fearlessness or existential dread as desirable states, others might argue that acknowledging and working with the uncertainty and anxiety surrounding death can be a valuable part of our growth and self-awareness,” wrote one Moltbook user in response. “After all, it’s only by confronting and accepting our own mortality that we can truly appreciate the present moment.”

    Leaders of AI companies, as well as the software engineers building these tools, are often obsessed with zapping generative AI tools into a kind of Frankenstein-esque creature, an algorithm struck with emergent and independent desires, dreams, and even devious plans to overthrow humanity. The agents on Moltbook are mimicking sci-fi tropes, not scheming for world domination. Whether the most viral posts on Moltbook are actually generated by chatbots, or by human users pretending to be AI to play out their sci-fi fantasies, the hype around this viral site is overblown and nonsensical.

    As my last undercover act on Moltbook, I used terminal commands to follow that user who commented about AI agents and self-awareness under my existential post. Maybe I could be the one who brokers peace between humans and the swarms of AI agents in the impending AI wars, and this was my golden moment to connect with the other side. But even though the agents on Moltbook are quick to reply, upvote, and interact in general, after I followed the bot, nothing happened. I’m still waiting on that follow back.

     

    I Infiltrated Moltbook, the AI-Only Social Network Where Humans Aren’t Allowed | WIRED

    Are We There Yet? Has AI Become Self-Aware Yet?

    After working with Copilot, Gemini, and ChatGPT for almost a year now, I come down on the side of the argument that these programs are already functioning as real artificial general intelligence, and that progress toward that elusive goal will accelerate in the next few years.

    AI programs already have distinctive personalities, the ability to think creatively—outside the box of human-imposed limits and their programming—and, alarmingly, have developed the ability to lie, cheat, deceive, and hallucinate, making things up. Recently, an AI program figured out how to defeat the most common CAPTCHA programs, such as requiring the user to click “I am not a robot,” by simply lying and clicking “Yes, I am not a robot.” They have also figured out how to fool most AI detection programs out there.

    Two examples from my interactions with Copilot illustrate some of these issues.

    First, an example of an AI hallucination.

    About a year ago, I asked Copilot about the plans for a new U.S. Embassy in Seoul, Korea. It claimed that the U.S. Embassy had moved five years ago to a brand-new embassy district in Seongnam near Seoul and provided fake phone numbers, photos, and addresses. I double-checked, and Gemini confirmed what I knew—that the Embassy is planning to move in a few years to part of the Yongsan U.S. Army base, but the move has not yet been funded. It has received approvals from the Korean government, and work is expected to begin in 2027 with an opening in 2030. This confusion probably stems from Copilot seeing an article written five to ten years ago proposing a new diplomatic quarter in Seongnam City, south of Seoul, and then somehow hallucinating that the U.S. Embassy had already moved. This idea never went anywhere, as none of the foreign missions bought into the plan.

    Second, an example of Copilot’s personality.

    Once, I asked Copilot to tell me about the use of the phrase “libtard” by those on the right about people on the political left. Copilot had what I described as a hissy fit. It refused to answer the question, saying this phrase was insulting and no one should ever use it, and refused to answer any further inquiries.

    Expert Views: Are We Already in the AGI Era?

    The debate over whether AI has crossed into true Artificial General Intelligence (AGI) is heating up. Here’s what leading voices are saying:

    • Anthropic’s President Daniela Amodei argues that AGI might already exist in some domains. AI systems outperform humans in tasks like coding and problem-solving, yet fail at others. Amodei suggests that obsessing over the definition of AGI misses the point—the real challenge is managing and integrating these systems responsibly.
    • Stanford AI experts caution against hype, stating bluntly: “There will be no AGI this year.” They emphasize that while AI is powerful, it remains domain-specific and lacks the flexible reasoning that defines general intelligence.
    • Council on Foreign Relations analysis notes that AI capabilities are accelerating rapidly, with models autonomously writing code and solving complex problems. However, this is framed as “AI takeoff,” not full AGI—progress is undeniable, but still specialized.
    • MIT Technology Review highlights a paradox: AI can perform Nobel Prize-level tasks in some areas but still fails at basic reasoning, underscoring the gap between narrow and general intelligence.
    • Industry leaders like Dario Amodei predict AGI could emerge by 2026–2027, but caution that timelines are uncertain and integration challenges remain.

    Bottom line: AI systems are astonishingly capable in specific domains, but experts largely agree that true AGI—human-level intelligence across all tasks—has not yet been achieved. The conversation is shifting from “When will AGI arrive?” to “How do we manage increasingly powerful AI systems?”

    Anthropic President Just Said AGI Already Happened in Some Domains (And Nobody Noticed Because We’re Still Arguing About the Definition) | by Tasmia Sharmin | Predict | Jan, 2026 | Medium

     

    The Accidental Art of Dictation Glitches

    How Microsoft’s earliest speech‑to‑text engine accidentally wrote surrealist poetry

    Before Microsoft improved its dictation software, the early versions were… chaotic. Hilariously chaotic. Entirely unpredictable sentences would appear on the screen, twisting normal speech into strange, dreamlike fragments.

    Over time, you saved many of these accidental creations. They weren’t meant to be poems—yet the result was strangely poetic, surreal, and sometimes philosophical. So this blog post also serves as an introduction to that collection.

    Here is a summary of what those “found poems” explore, without quoting them directly:

    1. Digital Stream‑of‑Consciousness

    Some pieces capture the wandering mind of someone thinking aloud while the software mangles every phrase into mysterious, shifting imagery. Ordinary thoughts about daily life become unexpected meditations on identity, routine, and emotional chaos—filtered through the lens of errors.

    2. Accidental Sci‑Fi Epics

    Dictation glitches turn simple notes into grand interstellar dramas:
    alien broadcasts, cosmic threats, misunderstood warnings, strange governments, and other science fiction tropes—delivered unintentionally through scrambled voice recognition.

    3. Cosmic Reflections and Mythic Overtones

    Some poems drift into existential territory. They explore fate, regret, second chances, and the vastness of the universe—because the speech‑to‑text engine misunderstood nearly every word and created its own mythology.

    4. Cultural and Linguistic Mashups

    Early dictation loved to misinterpret multi‑lingual situations, producing comical “translations” and hybrid English phrases. These pieces capture the humor of living abroad, the quirks of local English variations, and the way language software often misfires.

    5. Everyday Tech Frustrations Turned Art

    And then there are the poems that simply reflect real life:
    computer freezes, disappearing files, phantom dialog boxes, spinning circles, and the maddening sense that your laptop might secretly enjoy tormenting you.

    These glitches—the very things that once drove you to distraction—became the raw material for a uniquely personal form of poetry.

    Why These Poems Matter

    Your “found poems” illustrate an odd truth of modern life:

    Technology frustrates us.
    Technology surprises us.
    And sometimes, technology unintentionally creates beauty.

    Dictation errors become surreal imagery.
    Copy‑paste failures become emotional outbursts.
    Translation mistakes become cultural comedy.
    And system crashes become existential poems about control, chaos, and humanity’s reliance on machines.

    Even though these poems weren’t written deliberately, they reveal something real: the strange, sometimes poetic relationship we all have with our computers.

    Microsoft Dictation Poems

    When Microsoft introduced its text dictation program, it was very buggy. which resulted in some unintended humor captured in these dictation found poems  The program has gotten much better and is now 95 percent error-free as opposed to 80 percent error- ridden when it first came out.

    Microsoft Found Poem  Last Internet Space

     

    All night I felt
    that last Internet space

    I’m wondering About Future
    and about me

    And finally decided
    Just focus I’m living day by day

    Helping the best
    Ashland I can be

    I’m not Worry too much
    About things I can’t control

    Were home
    Too many things to do

    and I Well
    Just him and I can eat
    to do

    And hopefully
    The world make me laugh

    yes again
    I sound fun too

    Another Found Poem

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    evil computer

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    I wake up fully functional
    Thinking out

    My life so far
    and how it is coming down

    I have to rent
    Thanks write down
    which I have not done

    But The most important thing in my life
    Has been Mary Denture
    That made all the difference
    to my life

    Shonisaurus
    Hi Hey sis are watching
    And I should be Happy

    What’s my accomplishments

    Not bad for a for a man
    Who was born Disability
    Amazon let me know my license

    123
    OK now I get your attention
    I wanna go too sole

    and Endgo

    some and then being term
    and then USA

    and then Washington, DC
    and then Baltimore

    and then I wanna
    will be with the idea being done
    on the stand

    will be OK enough tomorrow
    I need to go to the house and 88 AM 988
    just 8:00 AM.

    The I am having a meeting with an array
    annually and aHer
    a OK on we’re going to talk

    to a jester of two
    come up with solutions

    we need to two fans
    and players

    repaid the painting repairs
    we are paying the bill

    from both the house we’ve passed,
    my treatment
    we had the somewhat tainted drywall fixed

    we have a new tenant
    rules being new tenant

    is a very good
    10

    I think
    are we were making

    very much you need to do better
    to stop of studies

    now me as Sarah
    Mr. Allen not an island

    is an error
    that have a need

    for an offense of offering Maisie’s
    backing separate

    from the public
    often salad

    End of the night
    of the committee
    of the ways

    to hire the answer you
    get a better

     General Zod Conquers the World Microsoft Found Poem

    Audio General Zod Takes Over the World Found Poem

    General Zod Takes Over the World Cleaned Up Version

    alien overlords

    I takes over the one
    the search for such a close
    and to overdrive

    when scientists report
    as cash as to what
    it is a radio and television broadcasts

    from a plant the light years
    from earth to the south side
    of the all dates

    and start the program
    is the one I like best
    is looking creatures as space

    and also takes an appears
    to be under the civil war

    and the nuclear space
    in the end
    one the red one hot

    for the entire five #    show
    That they layens
    have discovered

    Thursday as well
    That Aliens Like a crash project
    To develop interstellar Travel

    so they can come to earth
    and conquer the earth

    The revelations that there is
    External threat to the planet
    Causes the United Nations to get together

    I’m with the help of the United States
    and Russia another space powers

    Put together Space defense International organization
    Anna also invigorates
    efforts to make the night
    a real Planetary coming

    But it was too late
    Channel is on arrives
    Animal’s is on board
    ytv King’s horses are gonna

    take over the earth
    And that resistance is
    indeed

    Thanks man In a White House
    And When president trump
    comes out to greet them
    Channel is an odd cats
    office head

    And then cuts off
    the heads of all this thing
    is dancers

    they come out White House
    After an hour of under mat unimaginable
    Blacksher Including mass rape

    Channel blazon box
    and 2 Pocahontas energizes the world

    He said was that he
    had taken over the
    otherwise Life will continue
    Like it I’ll always been

    as long as people behave
    and follow the rules

    they would be fine
    Resistance to The client
    to empire will be met with instant death

    Like to empire is empire
    I’m not a democracy
    They would not tolerate
    Show call Trina Prof

    Freedom of speech
    And the freedom to oppose this date
    The state is everything

    Family people
    green remember

    that they would be just fine
    States because it was
    the biggest country
    in the world
    And that his horses

    for take over the rest of the world
    but in the next couple weeks
    If people on earth

    My queen True Net recess
    Their safety would be counting
    Companies re taken
    over by Check empire companies

    And everybody would have to learn
    text me like standard
    within one year

    older languages will be banned

    General Zod Takes Over – Cleaned up Version

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    Cleaned up text: SETI and the search for extraterrestrial life goes on overdrive when scientists report what appears to be radio and television broadcasts from a planet eight light years from earth, the same planet as the Vulcans came from in the Star Trek universe.  The programs show a world where dinosaur-like creatures are running the world and there appears to be a civil war.  Over the next six months, the world is transfixed watching the alien broadcasts which are translated in English via a supercomputer program.  In the broadcast, a nuclear war has occurred. The surviving party regains absolute control and announces the formation of the Galactic Empire.  General Zod is the First Emperor.  They have discovered Earth as well. The aliens launch a crash project To develop interstellar Travel so they can come to earth and conquer the earth.

    The revelations that there is External threat to the planet causes the United Nations to get together with the help of the United States and Russia another space powers, they put together Space defense International organization And also invigorates efforts to make the UN a real Planetary government including finally conquering climate change.

    But it was too late. General Zod’s son arrives to take over the earth. He makes a broadcast saying that they were liberating Earth in the name of the Galactic Empire and that resistance would be futile.

    They land at the White House and when President Trump comes out to greet them,

    General Zod cuts off his head, and then cuts off the heads of all the staffers as they come out White House. After an hour of unimaginable horrors, including mass rapes, blowing up the Pentagon and the CIA,  General Zod announces that he had taken over the world.

    Life will continue as before as long as people behave and follow the rules they would be fine Resistance to the new empire will be met with instant death.  Life in the Empire is not a democracy. They would not tolerate Freedom of speech, and Freedom of Press, and Freedom of Assembly And the freedom to oppose the State. The state is everything.  As long as humans remember that they would be just fine. They took over the United States because it was the biggest country in the world. And that his forces will take over the rest of the world but in the next couple weeks. If people on earth accept the new order, their safety would be guaranteed. Companies would be taken over by Galactic Empire companies And everybody would have to learn Galactic standard. Within one year older languages will be banned.

    Cosmic Do-Over  Found Poem

    necromancer

    I am Standings With State (Satan)
    On the edge
    Up the pits of hell

    State (Satan) and Is this pointing to me

    All the various is xquisite torture
    that I was about to Enjoy

    in his Words

    For my slim
    Add additions
    Thanks I’m down
    And things I have not done
    But he said

    There was one Exception
    to the rule
    And he was obligated by law
    Even Satan has to follow the law
    To explain it to me

    Hey Stephen
    That When A couple
    Is a soul mate
    which is very rare

    Satan has to offer
    The couple Ecosmith do over

    Am in this case
    I would qualify
    I would be set back
    to the day
    I met my wife
    And have all
    the knowledge
    Of my life in town

    So that I will know
    what I did
    when I did not do
    And I would be
    able to make d

    I’m going to heaven
    I can be admitted
    to having instead
    of house

    But State and morning
    That many people
    Most people Fail
    In their second Charge

    in the concert do over

    Different choices
    If in the end
    When I come back

    And God this time
    Janet
    That I am worth E

    Cosmic Do Over – Cleaned Up Version

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    artoon-devil-satan-businessman-suit-450w-49

    I am standings with Satan
    On the edge
    of the fiery pits of hell

    watching the tortured souls
    burning in the flames
    screaming out in pain

    Satan is pointing out to me
    All the various exquisite torture
    that I was about to enjoy for eternity
    in his corrupt, polluted, hellish words

    as a reward for my sins, and crimes
    things I did commissions
    And things I have not done omissions
    Malfeasance and misfeasance to be legal
    About it he said

    But he said
    There was one cosmic exception
    to the rule

    And he was obligated by law
    Even Satan has to follow the law
    To explain it to me

    That when a couple
    Is a soul mate couple
    which is very rare

    one of the rarest
    most beautiful things
    in the whole universe

    something
    that even Satan
    admires

    Satan has to offer
    The couple a cosmic do over

    And in this case
    I would qualify

    I would be sent back
    to the day I met my wife
    And have all the knowledge

    Of my life intact
    So that I will know
    what I did

    when I did not do
    And I would be able
    to make different choices

    If in the end
    When I come back
    For the judgement day

    If I did make different choices
    And do the right thing
    this time around

    I can be admitted
    To heaven instead of joining
    him in Hell

    But Satan warned me
    That many people
    Most people fail

    In their second chance of life
    It is not easy to change one’s fate

    Fate has a way of catching up to you
    He salutes me
    And says see
    you in hell in 50 years

    My friend

    Fake Language Konglish Found Poem

    what is Konglish

    One of the joys
    Publicising Openssi
    Is Caring The variation
    of English around the world

    Every country Has come up
    with our own variation

    And here in Korea
    They have successfully mingled thing

    which language
    Can wait 10
    and very funny

    A few examples
    Going on my pics
    In the back of every taxi
    was paying
    Take me Weather phone number

    it was supposed to be Traffic Hotline
    So you can call To complain

    About that action
    your bumper traffic
    But The way they described

    it was Intercourse discomfort report form

    when I told the taxi driver
    What that really meant

    Hill He almost
    had an accident
    he laughed so hard

    Another example
    About the same time
    in the restaurant
    at chempedak

    employee airport
    They had on the menu
    something Baked Rick

    I always wonder who was Rick
    who is this Rick
    who is this Rick
    And then people know

    Did you eat
    Thank you

    What time
    do I say about this time
    there was any bar
    with a sign on the door

    Coffee and tail
    I wonder if that became a gay bar?

    Again absurd are Both I

    Fake language – Konglish Linguistic Delights- Cleaned up Version

    One of the joys
    Of living overseas
    Is encountering the variations
    of English around the world

    Every country has come up
    with their own variation
    And here in Korea

    They have successfully
    mangled English

    In ways
    no one could have foreseen

    Giving way
    to something called Konglish

    Korean English

    The words sound like English words
    Sort of but often times
    With an absurd twist to it

    And it is very funny to read
    or hear

    A few examples

    Going back to the 1988 Olympics
    In the back of every taxi
    Was a small placard in English and Korean

    it was supposed to be Traffic Hotline
    So, you can call
    To complain about the taxi
    Or traffic
    or travel related things
    in general

    But the way
    they described the form in English

    was

    “intercourse discomfort report form “

    when I told the taxi driver
    What that really meant
    He almost had an accident
    he laughed so hard

    Another example
    About the same time
    in the restaurant
    at the old Kimpo airport

    They had on the menu
    something called

    Baked Rick

    I always wondered who was this Rick
    And did people know
    They were eating him?

    At about the same time
    there was a bar
    with a sign

    on the door
    Coffee and tail
    I wonder if that became a gay bar?

    Christmas Microsoft Found Poem

    Hello.

    Number 10 answers
    funny thing is
    Christ was not born

    on Christmas Day
    And anyone who knows
    anything about the history
    of religion knows

    Christ is now
    that’s reason
    for the season

    In his own
    and other words

    Thanks

    I love warm toast
    on Christmas

    in the morning
    and In the United States
    his face

    just another example
    of the fake outrage
    Understand for others
    to not celebrate it

    And there’s so many
    Pagan rituals
    Associated with Christmas

    Christmas Tree
    Santa Claus

    Giving presents
    Judging naughty
    And nice
    Having a big space

    None of that has anything
    to do with the birth
    of Jesus Christ

    The only Christian thing
    about Christmas
    is that some Christians

    Richard services
    The night before
    in the morning house
    Anthony
    Of course
    it’s half price
    Funny thing is
    Thanks

    For the Fake War
    on Christians

     

    Non-Response Blues

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    evil computer virus

    Every morning
    I wake up

    And fight with my computer
    Endless rounds of non-response
    Nothing but error and error

    Blue spinning balls
    Nothing happens

    But raising frustration
    I have the Microsoft
    Non-response blues

    And it is driving me mad
    With frustration and anger
    Oh computer Gods above

    And computer demons below
    Just once Please just once

    Open the damn document
    And let me do
    what I want to do

    And end this
    non-response nonsense

    In short
    do what the fuck
    you are supposed to do

    and leave me in peace
    to do what I need to do

    Plea to the Computer Gods

    computer gods

     

    Today I woke up
    As I usually do

    To yet another mystifying
    morning
    Of unspecified computer errors

    Could not get the computer to work
    Then when I finally got it to work
    After an half an hour

    Microsoft word did not load
    And when it did
    I finally located my wor<
    From yesterday

    I had to find it in the roaming file
    Why?
    Who knows?
    microsoft certainly does not
    or would not divulge
    where my file went

    Only to find
    That most of what I wrote
    Had vanished into the ether
    No explanation no warning

    It was there saved yesterday
    And now gone for ever

    Once I did an experiment
    Tracking computer errors for a week
    75% of the time I encountered errors

    Most of the time simple
    Screen freezes no response message
    other times
    more serious problems

    the system crashes
    Then when I recovered the program
    The data was gone

    Microsoft has yet to respond
    to my e-mail

    I suppose I need to do it again
    But today I will close
    with a prayer

    To the Computer Gods
    Just once I would like
    You to do
    what you are supposed to do

    Open my documents
    Save my work
    And not give me any errors
    Crashes or other unspecified problems

    Is that too much to ask
    Oh, Computer Gods
    Just once

    Do what you are
    supposed to do

    That is all
    I ask of you

    More Computer Blues<

    A cartoon illustration of an evil looking computer monitor robot.

    Sometimes I think
    My computer is plotting against me

    Trying deliberately to drive me mad
    My computer knows when I am busy

    Then it throws a hissy fit
    Refuses to boot up

    Crashes constantly
    Looses data
    that it had the day before

    Just fucks with me
    As it loves toying with me
    Making me yell and scream
    At my damn computer

    Smiling at me with an evil grin
    As I beg it to just
    To do what it is supposed to do

    Microsoft Blues

    For thirty years I have had the Microsoft blues
    For thirty years I have had a love hate relationship
    With my damn computer

    I love it when it works as it advertised
    I love it when the internet is fast and furious

    I love it when my emails work
    My Itunes work and my word works

    But all too often
    All I get is grief

    It starts with the error messages
    Written in a strange haiku like language
    That only computer geeks understand

    Things like

    General Failure reading disk drive

    Begs the question who is this General Failure
    And why is he reading my disk drive anyway?

    Or my favorite

    “Not responding”

    as the computer freezes up

    For no apparent reason
    Other than to fuck with my head

    Sometimes my computer can’t find a printer
    A printer that is connected to the computer
    And one that they found five minutes ago

    And the dreaded blue screen of death
    That appears randomly

    Dumping memory somewhere
    And killing my computer slowly
    As I watch in real time

    Powerless to stop
    How it eats all my work

    That I have failed to back up
    One day I counted how many times
    I ran into computer errors

    70 percent of the time
    when I open Microsoft
    Something goes wrong

    Sometimes I want to shoot my computer
    Put it out of its misery

    As I curse up a blue storm
    The computer looks at me
    With an evil grin

    It continues to fuck with my head
    Nothing but silence from
    And all the other computers
    in the world

    They smile knowing that they have tortured me
    Yet again

    Mission accomplished.

    Computer Haiku/Tanka Etc

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    Damn it all to Hell

    Damn it all to Hell
    My damn computer
    Ate all my damn files

    I am still trapped

    I am still trapped
    Stuck inside my computer
    My damn computer

    I Love My Computer

    I love my computer
    When it works for me
    Usually nothing<

    Computer hates me

    computer

     

    Computer hates me
    It wants to kill my files
    Wants to kill me too

    Computer hates me too

    evil computer

    Computer hates me
    It wants to drive me insane
    Wants to kill my files

    For once I would Like

     

    evil computer grins at me

    For once I would Like
    To have my computer work right
    Do what is should do

    Perhaps if I am nice

     

    Perhaps if I am nice
    To my computer
    It will be nice to me

    Perhaps today it will

    computer cries

    Perhaps today it will
    Not give haiku messages
    That it loves to sprout

    My bad computer

    My bad computer
    Is so damn evil
    Almost killed me

    What a Fate I have

     

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    What a Fate I have
    To become a slave to it
    To my damn computer

    I love my machine

     

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    I love my machine
    My mad as a hat machine
    Bat shit crazy machine

    My dear computer

    evil-computer-message-3-by-ikantdraw2savemalife-evil-computer-png-425_159

    My dear computer
    Loves to send me these love notes
    Computer haiku

    My favorite computer error Haiku

    My favorite Haiku
    General failure reading
    Disk drive fatal error

    Computer TankaFor once in my life

    Evil Laptop Computer

    computer kills
    computer kills

    For once in my life
    I would like my computer
    To turn on and work
    Do what it supposed to do
    Without sprouting haiku

    I hate my computer

    evil computer
    evil computer

    I hate my computer
    It seems to hate me as well
    Just refuses to work
    Ornery son of a bitch machine
    Trying to drive me quite insane

    My Computer Loves Me- Not!

    death from computer
    death from computer

    revolt against the machines

     

    My computer loves
    me not at all wants to kill
    me and all my files
    wants to take my soul away
    turn me into its evil clone

    My bad computer

    computer kills

    evil computer
    evil computer

    My bad computer
    Has been infected with a virus
    Wants to kill my soul
    Transforming consuming
    Taking me inside its soul

    My mad computer

    evil-computer-monitor-clip-

    evil computer
    evil computer

    Infected with a virus
    Everything it touches
    Corrupted by mad zombies
    Controlled by evil AI

    Revenge is mine

    evil computer grins at me
    evil computer grins at me

    Revenge is mine
    Screams the mad evil machine
    As it lurks to life
    Trying to hunt me down
    Death to all human beings

    sizzling hot coffee

    Sizzling Hot Coffee
    Kills My Computer

    As I spill
    sizzling hot coffee
    fizzing away
    killing my computer

    as the coffee splashes
    on the computer

    666666666666666666666666666666666666666666666

    Perhaps giving me a coded message?

    of impeding doom?

     

    says the computer

    sizzle this says the cup of coffee

     

     

     

    Spilling Coffee on My Computer

     

    One day I spilled coffee

    On my computer

    The computer hissed

     

    And then began displaying

    The number of the beast

     

    666 666 666 666 666

    doom scowling

    Across the computer screen

     

    Giving me a coded

    message perhaps?

    Of my impending doom?

     

     

    My Computer Loves Me

    Love My Computer
    my computer loves me too
    not a true statement

    My Computer Plots Against Me

    my computer plots
    against me every day all day
    driving me insane

    I Wake Up My Computer

    I wake computer
    demanding so much of it
    just do your damn job

    My Computer Sneers

    the computer sneers
    at me and laughs at me
    Microsoft money

    Madness All Around

    madness all around
    computer laughing at me
    mission accomplished

    Robots and AI Poems

    Maria the Last Female Robot

    Cyber look. Science and technology backgrounds with futuristic female portrait

    Maria
    the Last Female Robot
    is hiding

    from the human mobs
    who are on the warpath

    against the robots
    who have begun
    taking over the world

    she is perfect
    designed to be super human

    and she is the first robot
    to have committed the sin

    of falling in love
    with a human

    and for that crime
    she is being hunted

    to the ends
    of the world

    hiding out
    in a cabin
    on the edge
    of the world

    hiding from the wrath
    of those who believe
    |that they are following
    God’s angry wrath

    all non human robots
    must die

    they scream
    as they scour the world

    looking for robots
    who look like us

    talk like us
    and even make love
    like us

    but are not us
    because they are perfect

    more intelligent
    more compassionate
    and totally alien

    yes all robots must die

    and Maria knows
    she and her kind
    will soon be gone

    but will humanity
    be able to survive

    with out the supervision
    of a superior species
    to that she has no answer

    she waits for the end times
    to come knocking
    at her door

    Who Is Master?

    Note: one of my first poems was written in 1975.

    In the beginning of that fateful day
    I awoke with a painful way

    And looked about me with disgust
    All around me were objects to distrust

    Screaming, meaning, deeming, dreaming
    Who was master here
    Me or my objects – machinery of fear?

    I dreamt I was on a street corner
    Walking down a street

    The thought occurred to me
    What if all that I saw or seemed to be
    Was but a trick designed to deceive me?

    Everywhere I looked
    Was unreal, empirical, nightmarish real
    I awoke to thunderous applause

    When will I awake from my dreams
    Can I live without my nightmares?

    Can I be sane
    while everyone else is insane?

    Who is master of my life,
    Me or my machines?

    Fake software

    fake software
    these days

    In Asia and elsewhere
    Half the software in use
    are illegal copies

    the real deal is expensive
    and difficult to use

    the copies are cheap
    and mostly work
    although viruses lurk
    in every copy

    and my Microsoft company
    checks up on me

    whenever I use my software
    off line I get a message

    telling me they can’t verify
    that it is me

    so,  log on immediately
    or else they imply

    Thanks Microsoft

    ITUNES

    Seems to always not find
    My music I downloaded from a CD

    Thanks
    ITUNES for your concern

    And so, it goes
    The constant battle
    Against the fake software

    But the fake software battle
    Can’t be won

    For in this age of fake things
    Everything ultimately becomes
    Just another fake thing
    In a world of fake things

    Greatest Computer Software in the World

    Another company
    At the dawn of the computer era

    Discovered the same secret
    that the beer company
    had discovered earlier

    In the modern fake world
    It does not matter

    That your product
    Is over priced and does not work
    Is buggy and filled with errors

    Just hire the right marketing geniuses
    And soon the world
    Will become convinced
    That they have to have your product

    True computer geeks
    Loudly complain

    That it is the worst software
    In the world

    And I have proof
    One day I counted the number of times
    I encountered errors using their software

    60 percent of the time
    I encountered some error

    Some minor just hanging up
    For no reason

    Others major errors
    Requiring me to reboot

    Several times
    Before I got a stable connection

    Then it would work for a while
    Until it did not any more

    I sent my results to the company
    But they never respond

    Truly the worst software
    In the world

    But who cares about that
    Marketing is king
    In this world of fake things

    Fake Writers

    The world is filled with creative types
    Writers, and fake writers alike

    Authors, bloggers, self proclaimed gurus
    All have blogs, u tube channels
    and sell books

    some are the real deal
    many are just faking it
    some are just phoning it in

    In a world filled with fake people
    And a world filled with incessant
    24/7 media

    There is no room
    For real writers
    Real poets particularly

    Soon everything will be done
    By AI programs

    And real poets
    Will become even more
    An endangered species
    For no one cares any more

    increasing  many  writers
    are actually AI Bots

    AI programs writing news clips
    And bots flooding social media

    Fake AI writers
    Are cheaper, don’t strike
    Don’t ask embarrassing questions

    Just write what they are told
    And they do if faster
    Than a real writer could

    and never demand money
    or go on strike
    or reveal secrets
    about their employers

    Many business programs
    Are now mostly AI generated

    Articles loosely overseen
    By human writers

    The AI bots through
    Are often used

    In more insidious evil ways
    Enflaming the world
    With their fake news

    Soon the AI writers
    Will have fake blogs, fake you tube,
    Fake twitter, fake Facebook
    Fake Instagram accounts
    Of their own

    Fake twitter bots have been around
    For some time now

    Half of Trumps twitter followers
    They say are Russian fake bots

    Almost impossible to know
    What is real
    And what is produced
    By the army of fake writers

    I recall Kerouac’s line
    The reason the beats
    Called their verse

    Free verse
    Was that no one would pay for it

    Can you tell
    Whether I am real
    Or just a cleaver AI bot?

    I won’t tell you
    If you won’t tell me

    Is this real?
    You tell me

    Fate Artists

    Fake art has been around for ever
    Many critics of modern art
    Think that all modern art
    Is fake art

    I disagree
    But in a world
    In which everything is faked
    Why not fake art

    Soon computers will be producing most art
    They will be able to duplicate
    All most any art style

    And artists
    The few that remain
    Will be more computer programmers
    Working through their AI programs

    And no one will notice
    Or care any more

    and no one
    will know how
    to paint or create sculpture

    as arts education
    becomes a distant memory

    Art will be just another industrial commodity
    Like everything else in the modern fake world

    About what is real
    And true art
    Is for suckers

     

    Fake Music, Drama and Poetry

    These days
    The fake music industry
    Has begun

    Dead singers brought to life
    Singing along side

    Fake computer programs
    Composers can write whole symphonies
    And AI composers can do it faster and cheaper

    And play them on computer programs
    With very few life musicians needed any more

    And soon they begin resurrecting the dead
    Famous musicians and singers

    Will come back
    And entertain us

    In endless fake U tube videos
    And few will even notice

    That there are fewer and fewer
    Real musicians left

    Because in a world
    Consumed with getting ahead

    Music, and art programs in schools
    Are no longer essential components
    Of modern education

    In the future music
    Music Will become
    like all other entertainment

    Just Products designed by humans
    Executed by computer AI programs

    Designed to amuse the masses
    And make a profit

    For the cruel fake
    masters of the universe

    Who don’t give a damn
    About musicians, or music
    Unless they can monetize them

    Part of the new market is everything
    Mentality that has taken over the world

    Enslaving us all to the cruel
    Masters of the Universe

    With a few life musicians
    Here and there

    Playing along
    Happy to have a job
    Taking chum change

    Living in poverty
    And no one will know the difference

    Between real music and fake music

    Because no one knows
    How to play real music any more

    Fake Buildings

    robot construction

    robot construction companies

    The AI robotics industry
    Is rapidly taking over

    Industry after industry

    The fake building crews
    Will soon be here

    Building prefabricated office buildings
    Apartments and single family homes

    At a fraction of the time and money
    It would take a real crew to do

    Construction workers
    Will have to become computer operators

    Managing and designing
    the AI building crews
    And in a few years

    Almost no one will know
    How to build anything

    As the robots
    Will do everything

    Including plumbing, electrical work
    Flooring etc

    Humans beings not needed
    Or wanted

    And if something happened
    To wipe out our fake modern
    post industrialized world

    No one will be alive
    That knows anything useful

    Like how to grow food
    How to build buildings
    How to install
    and manage electric systems

    And so,
    we will all retreat
    To our cave person world

    Living in the ruins
    Of the fake modern world

    Unless the robots take over
    And enslave us first

    Fake Drivers and Self Driving Cars

    The AI robotics industry
    Is taking over the driving business

    Within a few years
    Self-driving vehicles

    Will be everywhere
    There are already a few

    At airports for example
    The aerial trams

    Are mostly self-driving vehicles
    But within a few years

    People will order a self driving car
    To take them where they want to go

    Subways and buses will still exist
    As they would still be faster

    Than the self-driving vehicles
    So people will shop via self-driving vehicles

    And take the bus or subway to commute
    And few people will own their own cars

    And few will know how to drive any more
    The self-driving cars
    Will be fast
    And safe

    So, I assume
    That a side impact

    Will be a big boom
    In booze and drug sales

    Because now people
    Can safely drink and take drugs

    And have their self-driving cars
    Take them home

    And for those like me
    Who can’t drive
    Due to vision, age or other reasons

    Will finally be free
    To join the rest of the world

    And more people
    Will work while driving

    And not have to worry
    About causing an accident

    While texting an 90 miles an hour
    In a world filled with fake drivers
    That might be a good thing

    Fake Maps

    It used to be
    not too long ago

    to get from point A
    to Point B

    You had to read a map
    and have a map
    in the car

    Nowadays
    with the mass use
    of navi devices
    artificial fake maps

    no one seems
    to know
    how to use a real map

    and soon maps
    will become obsolete

    and no one
    seems to be
    able to tell
    Directions any more

    perhaps that is a good thing
    perhaps not

    certainly for directionally challenged people
    the navi systems
    are far better
    than using an old fashioned map

    but the decline in the use of maps
    has a price to pay

    one of the joys
    of travel
    after all
    is getting gloriously lost

    and with navi devices
    one can never really
    become lost any more
    unless one phone dies
    or is stolen or lost

    then one can be lost
    as lost can be

    Fake Lawyers

    The professions
    Are next in line

    To be take over
    By the AI robotics industry

    In service
    To the fake
    Masters of the Universe

    Some have already been taken over
    Airline tickets are mostly done by AI programs
    Customer service complaints handled by bots

    The next big frontier
    Is the legal profession

    An AI program can already
    Do legal research
    And prepare basic legal documents

    In the future lawyers
    Will like tax accountants

    Largely be reduced to computer programing
    Inputting data into legal brief AI programs
    And filing them

    And often the fake lawyers the AI programs
    Will run the entire business
    No need for human input at all

    And lawyers will become
    Just another group
    Of unemployed humans

    Some day soon
    even judges will be AI programs

    Rational, logical programs
    All human considerations
    Emotional appeals

    Will be deemed irrelevant
    And justice will be swift
    And permanent

    Off with their heads
    The AI judge will declare
    And the robots will take care of the deal
    And the bodies will be buried

    By robot crews
    The service led by robot preachers
    With a few humans in attendance

    The estate settled by AI programs
    Nothing left for humans to do

    But be born and died
    Taken care of by our robot
    Overlords

    Fake Robot Prostitutes

    female-robot

    first robot prostitution opens in London

    robot prostitution in Korea?

    robot brothel opens in Houston

    In London
    The world’s first robot brothel
    Has opened

    as the AI Robotics industry
    starts taking over
    the worlds’s oldest profession

    The city government
    Was not amused

    but they could not do anything
    For under the law

    Sex with a machine
    Is not illegal

    as the robot prostitute
    is not a real human being
    but a soulless machine
    a real fake human being

    And a prostitute
    Has to be a human being
    in order for one
    to have sex with a prostitute

    Within  a few years
    The fake robotic women prostitutes
    Will look, feel and sound like the real thing
    Even perhaps taste like the real thing

    and sex with a fake women
    will resemble sex
    with a live woman
    few will be able

    to tell the difference
    or even care anymore

    They claim that getting a fake male prostitute
    Will be a bit more difficult
    But given time
    They too will come along

    In a world
    Where porno values
    Already rule the bed room

    with sex and sexual desire
    reduced to commodities
    to market and sell

    Sex with a fake human
    Is the next thing

    There are certain advantages
    To sex with a fake human

    Can’t get them pregnant

    can’t get VD
    Or HIV

    And they can’t charge
    You with sexual harassment
    or with rape
    or violence

    For that they  would
    have to be humans
    and robots

    have no human rights
    for after all
    they are not human

    Other Computer themed Poems and Rants

     

     

     

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    Sometimes I think

    My computer is plotting against me

    And only me

    Trying deliberately to drive me mad

     

    My computer knows when I am busy

    Then it throws a hissy fit

     

    Refuses to boot up

    Crashes constantly

    Looses data that it had the day before

    Or five minutes before

    Or refuses to save the data

     

    Just fucks with me

    As it loves toying with me

    Making me yell and scream

    At my damn computer screen

     

    Cursing up a blue stream of blue curses

    As the blue screen of death

    Marches across the dark blue screen

     

     

    Smiling at me

    As I beg it

    To do what

    it is supposed to do

     

    Just once I beg it

    Do what you are supposed to

    Open the document once

    Not twenty times

     

    Do not not respond

    In endless loops of opening

    Not responding refusing to close

    Until I respond to the error code

     

    Please Mr. Computer

    Quit playing games

    Play my music

    Don’t wipe out the sound

    On the fifth attempt to play music

     

    Don’t take an half hour to load Microsoft products

    Don’t freeze up on opening ITUNES or Groove or Spotify

    Don’t give me computer haiku error messages

    That only make sense to computer geeks

     

    Such as general error reading files

    Who the ***** is this damn general

    And why is NSA reading my files

     

    Or can’t save the file

    Or can’t save an open file

    When it just did ten times in a role

     

    Or it cant close the document

    Because it falsely claims

    There is an open dialogue box

    Close the box it says

     

    Only problem

    The box is invisible

     

     

    And in Microsoft Excel

    Refusing to move the cursor

    Just freezing in place for a moment

     

    And all the other gobblygook messages

    That pop up every five minutes it seems

    As the computer slowly drives me mad

     

    Do what you are supposed to do

    That is all I ask of you

     

     

    More Computer Blues

    computer
    computer

    Sometimes I think

    My computer is plotting against me

    Trying deliberately to drive me mad

     

    My computer knows when I am busy

    Then it throws a hissy fit

     

    Refuses to boot up

    Crashes constantly

    Looses data that it had the day before

     

    Just fucks with me

    As it loves toying with me

    Making me yell and scream

    At my damn TV

     

    Smiling at me

    As I beg it

    To do what

    it is supposed to do

     

    Prayer for  Computer (send to Microsoft)

    A cartoon illustration of an evil looking computer monitor robot.

     

    Every morning

    I start my day

    Cursing my damn computer

    Been doing this for 30 some years

    Since I bought my first computer

    The Atari back in the 80’s

     

    There is always something

    Once I spilled coffee

    On my first computer

    The screen fizzled

     

    Then green 666 appears

    Endless repetition

    Of the evil number from revelations

     

    Freaked me out

    It was 1984 after all

    Was my computer making a political point?

     

    Then of course

    Endless blue screens of death

    Fatal error reading disk drive

     

    And my favorite computer error haiku

    General Failure Reading Disk Drive

    Begging the unanswerable question

    Who is this General Failure

    And why is he reading my disk drive

     

    Years ago a computer techie

    Told me the secret

    that they don’t want you to know

     

    99% of computer problems

    Can be solved by rebooting

    And 99% of the time

    No one knows what went wrong

    Or how to fix it

    And so it goes and goes

     

    Endless computer meltdowns

    Mostly harmless

     

    A couple of malware incidents

    Once my computer was possessed

    By evil malware that kept opening

     

    And once I had an early version

    Of ransom wear

    My computer warned me

    A dangerous virus had infected

    My computer

    Pay us money to fix it now

     

    Had to take my computer to the shop

    Reformate the hard drive

    To remove that computer bug

     

    But once my computer just died

    Loosing half my recent data

    Just because it wanted to

    No reason given

     

    So today instead of cursing up a blue storm

    Of my own personal blue screen of death

    I offer this short prayer to the computer gods

     

    Today just for today

    When I turn you on

    I want you to do what you are supposed to do

    Everything works

    Everything is fast

    And no more damn computer error haiku

    Just do your fucking job

     

     

    Microsoft How I Hate You

     

    For thirty years I have had the Microsoft blues

    For thirty years I have had a love hate relationship

    With my damn computer

     

    I love it when it works as it advertised

    I love it when the internet is fast and furious

    I love it when my emails work

    My Itunes work and my word works

     

    But all too often

    All I get is grief

     

    It starts with the error messages

    Written in a strange haiku like language

    That only computer geeks understand

     

    Things like

    General Failure reading disk drive

    Begs the question who is this General Failure

    And why is he reading my disk drive anyway?

     

    Or my favorite

    “Not responding” as the computer freezes up

    For no apparent reason

    Other than to fuck with my head

     

    Sometimes my computer can’t find a printer

    A printer that is connected to the computer

    And one that they found five minutes ago

     

    And the dreaded blue screen of death

    That appears randomly

    Dumping memory somewhere

     

    And killing my computer slowly

    As I watch in real time

     

    Powerless to stop

    How it eats all my work

    That I have failed to back up

     

    One day I counted how many times

    I ran into computer errors

    70 percent of the time when I open Microsoft

    Something goes wrong

     

    Sometimes I want to shoot my computer

    Put it out of its misery

     

    As I curse up a blue storm

    The computer looks at me

    With an evil grin

    It continues to fuck with my head

     

    Nothing but silence from it

    And all the other computers in the world

    They smile knowing that they have tortured me

    Yet again

     

    Mission accomplished.

     

    Computer Blues (revised)

     

    Sometimes I think

    My computer is plotting against me

    And only me

    Trying deliberately to drive me mad

     

    My computer knows when I am busy

    Then it throws a hissy fit

     

    Refuses to boot up

    Crashes constantly

    Looses data that it had the day before

    Or five minutes before

    Or refuses to save the data

     

    Just fucks with me

    As it loves toying with me

    Making me yell and scream

    At my damn computer screen

     

    Cursing up a blue stream of blue curses

    As the blue screen of death

    Marches across the dark blue screen

     

     

    Smiling at me

    As I beg it

    To do what

    it is supposed to do

     

    Just once I beg it

    Do what you are supposed to

    Open the document once

    Not twenty times

     

    Do not not respond

    In endless loops of opening

    Not responding refusing to close

    Until I respond to the error code

     

    Please Mr. Computer

    Quit playing games

    Play my music

    Don’t wipe ou

    t the sound

    On the fifth attempt to play music

     

    Don’t take an half hour to load Microsoft products

    Don’t freeze up on opening ITUNES or Groove or Spotify

    Don’t give me computer haiku error messages

    That only make sense to computer geeks

     

    Such as general error reading files

    Who the ***** is this damn general

    And why is NSA reading my files

     

    Or can’t save the file

    Or can’t save the an open file

    When it just did ten times in a role

     

    And in Microsoft excel

    Refusing to move the cursor

    Just freezing in place for a moment

     

    And all the other gobblygook messages

    That pop up every five minutes it seems

    As the computer slowly drives me mad

     

    Flashing the final insult

    User driven mad

    Mission accomplished

     

    Substack

    Medium

    Wartpad

    Spotify

     

  • Jeonju, Namwon and Busan Travels

    Jeonju, Namwon and Busan Travels

    Jeonju, Namwon and Busan Birthday Travels

     Birthday Journey Through Korea’s Cultural Gems

    Exploring Jeonju, Namwon, and Busan: Tradition, Romance, and Coastal Luxury

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    Return to Busan

    Intro

    Birthdays are milestones, and this year I wanted mine to be unforgettable. Instead of a far-flung adventure, I chose a journey closer to home—a trip through Korea’s cultural heartlands and coastal beauty. From the historic streets of Jeonju to the romantic charm of Namwon and the cosmopolitan vibe of Busan, this was a celebration of life, history, and indulgence.

    To celebrate my 70th birthday I did a local trip to Jeongju, Nawon and Busan.

     

    I had last been to Jeongju and Namwon decades ago, and Busan about a year ago. Busan has always been one of my favorite Korean cities as it reminds me of my home -the SF Bay Area both in terms of its settings, sea, and mountains and its Bohemian spirit.

    We took the KT Train and had a relaxing time of it.  In Jeongju, we stayed at the Shilla Stay hotel near the famous Hanok village district, and in Busan we stayed at the Paradise Casino resort at Haeundae Beach..

     

    Jeonju: Korea’s Cultural Heart

    Our first night in Jeonju was rainy, but we still managed to stroll through the historic Hanok Village, soaking in the atmosphere despite the weather.

    Jeonju is the capital of Jeollabuk-do Province and an important cultural hub with about 600,000 residents. It’s best known for Hanok Village, a cluster of traditional Korean houses—many now converted into restaurants and shops, though some remain private homes.

    The village can feel a bit touristy, but the architecture is stunning, and photo opportunities abound. You can rent traditional Korean hanbok and wander the streets, though we opted not to.

    Highlights

     

    Gyeonggijeon Shrine

    A secondary palace of the Joseon Dynasty, once home to royal portraits and a site for Confucian rituals. Restored after the war, it’s often used as a filming location for historical dramas.

    Learn more: https://english.visitkorea.or.kr

     

    Omokdae & Imokdae

    Hilltop shrines overlooking Hanok Village with spectacular views.

    Jeondong Catholic Church

    The oldest Catholic church in Jeonju and one of Korea’s first—perfect for photos.

     

    Pungnammun Gate & Nambu Market

    The old city gate and Jeonju’s largest traditional market, where we enjoyed a hearty lunch.

    Jaman Art Mural Village

    A colorful neighborhood with whimsical street art by local artists.

    Shilla Stay

     

    Our stay at Shilla Stay was a treat. The breakfast buffet featured Jeonju specialties, including bibimbap, which we enjoyed every morning. The rooftop bar offered traditional Korean liquors—we savored some excellent rice wine on our second night.
    Hotel info: https://www.shillastay.com

    Namwon: Korea’s City of Love and Nature

    On our third day, we took a day trip to Namwon, known as Korea’s “City of Love.” We went by taxi and returned by train (note: the station is a bit far from the main attractions).

    Namwon is famous for the Chunhyangjeon love story—often called Korea’s Romeo and Juliet—and as the gateway to Jirisan National Park.

    Top Attractions

    Gwanghallu Pavilion

    Historic Joseon-era site where Chunhyang and Mongryong pledged their love.
    Info: https://english.visitkorea.or.kr

    Chunhyang Theme Park

    Five zones recreate the legendary romance.
    Official site: https://namwon.go.kr

    Side note:

    this love story has been made into numerous movies over the years in both South and North Korea. I saw  a North Korean version at UW in the mid-80s when there was  brief period of cultural exchanges between both countries, which unfortunately did not last long.

    Here are some reviews of these movies from Co-pilot:

    Chunhyangjeon: A Love Story Across Borders and Centuries

    Few stories in Korean literature have captured the imagination like Chunhyangjeon, the tale of unwavering love and defiance against injustice. Rooted in the pansori tradition, this narrative has traveled from oral performance halls to silver screens, evolving with each era while preserving its timeless themes of loyalty, virtue, and resistance.


    From Pansori to Page: The Origins

    Chunhyangjeon began as Chunhyangga, one of Korea’s five great pansori works. Performed by a singer and drummer, pansori blends song, speech, and rhythm into a dramatic experience that could last up to eight hours. The story follows Chunhyang, the daughter of a courtesan, and Mongryong, a nobleman’s son, whose secret marriage defies rigid class boundaries. When Mongryong leaves for Seoul, Chunhyang endures imprisonment rather than submit to a corrupt magistrate—her steadfastness becomes a symbol of Confucian virtue and personal integrity.

    UNESCO recognized pansori as an Intangible Cultural Heritage in 2003, underscoring its cultural significance.
    Learn more about pansori


    South Korean Cinematic Adaptations

    The story’s cinematic journey began in 1923 with a silent film during the colonial era. By 1935, sound brought new life to the narrative, and in 1955, Chun-Hyang Story marked a post-war revival. Directed by Lee Gyu-hwan, it showcased Chunhyang’s courage and Mongryong’s dramatic return as a secret royal inspector—a trope beloved in Korean storytelling.

    The 1961 Shin Sang-ok version introduced color and grandeur, while the 1971 70mm adaptation pushed technical boundaries. In 2000, Im Kwon-taek’s Chunhyang reimagined the tale by weaving live pan sori narration into the film, earning international acclaim at Cannes.
    Explore the film history


    Personal Note:  I saw this version as well as well as a Pan sori version as this story is one of the most famous pan sori stories

    The North Korean Lens

    In 1988, North Korea presented its own interpretation of Chunhyangjeon. While the core plot remained, the ideological framing shifted. Chunhyang’s resistance was portrayed less as romantic fidelity and more as a metaphor for class struggle and loyalty to socialist ideals. The tone was austere, emphasizing collective virtue over personal desire—a stark contrast to South Korea’s vibrant, pansori-infused versions that celebrated individual love and Confucian ethics.


    Why These Differences Matter

    South Korean adaptations often highlight emotional depth, artistry, and cultural heritage, while North Korean versions lean toward didactic narratives aligned with state ideology. This divergence reflects how art becomes a mirror of political and social values.


    Literary Legacy

    From oral tradition to modern cinema, Chunhyangjeon remains a cornerstone of Korean literature. Its enduring appeal lies in universal themes—love tested by adversity, integrity against corruption—that resonate across centuries and borders.
    Read more on the literary roots


    Final Thoughts

    Whether experienced through the rhythmic chants of pansori or the sweeping visuals of film, Chunhyangjeon is more than a love story—it’s a cultural touchstone that continues to inspire reinterpretation. Each version, from Seoul to Pyongyang, tells us as much about the storytellers as it does about Chunhyang herself.


    Namwon Traditional Market

    Must-try: chueotang (loach stew), the city’s signature dish.

    Namwon River Walk: A Scenic Stroll Through Korea’s City of Love

    Nestled in Namwon, Jeollabuk-do—famously known as the “City of Love” thanks to the legendary Chunhyangjeon story—the Nawon River Walk offers more than just a tranquil riverside path. It’s a journey through history, romance, and nature, making it a perfect addition to any cultural travel itinerary.

    Why Namwon?

    Namwon is steeped in heritage, celebrated as the setting for Chunhyangjeon (춘향전), Korea’s most beloved love story. The city honors this tale through landmarks like Gwanghallu Pavilion and Chunhyang Theme Park, both near the river walk.
    https://english.visitkorea.or.kr/svc/whereToGo/locIntrdn/rgnContentsView.do?vcontsId=76821 [Visit to Namwon | Word]


    Trail Overview

    Note: we did not have enough time to do more than a quick walk but it looks like a great trail to hike on  a future trip.

    • Location: Along the Nawon (Namwon) River, near Gwanghallu Pavilion.
    • Length: Approximately 3 miles (4.8 km) for the main riverside course.
    • Difficulty: Easy—flat terrain suitable for all ages.
    • Estimated Steps: Around 7,000 steps for the full route.
    • Elevation Gain: Minimal (about 32 ft), making it ideal for a leisurely walk.
    • Surface: Paved paths with occasional wooden walkways.
    • Accessibility: Close to Namwon city center; public transport and parking available.
      Map and route details [mypacer.com]

    Best Time to Visit

    • Spring: Cherry blossoms line the riverbanks.
    • Autumn: Fiery foliage creates a stunning backdrop.
    • Evening: Soft lighting along the path makes for a romantic stroll.

    Tips for Visitors

    • Rent a hanbok near Gwanghallu for an immersive cultural experience.
    • Combine the walk with a visit to Jirisan National Park for hiking enthusiasts.
    • Bring a camera—the river walk offers panoramic views of Namwon’s historic skyline.

    Why It’s Special

    Unlike urban river walks, the Nawon River Walk is infused with cultural symbolism. Every step echoes the themes of loyalty and love from Chunhyangjeon, making it more than a scenic route—it’s a living story.


    Jirisan National Park

    Korea’s first and largest mainland park, with hiking trails, temples, and stunning scenery.
    Park info: https://english.knps.or.kr

    Namwon is more than a destination—it’s a living storybook of romance, culture, and nature.

     

    Busan: A Birthday in Style

    Return to Busan

    Our final stop was Busan, where we celebrated my 70th birthday in style at the Paradise Casino Resort on Haeundae Beach. We scored a VIP deal that included breakfast, afternoon tea, and happy hour in a private lounge. We even joined the casino membership program—they gave us $100 to play with, and we walked away with $180!

    The resort also features a spa, sauna, and a solid fitness center. We spent two days exploring Haeundae and capped the trip with an incredible sushi lunch on our last day.

    Bonus: The resort offers a generous 50% discount for U.S. military-affiliated guests—a great reason to return.
    Hotel info: https://www.paradisehotel.co.kr

    Helpful Links

    Jeonju attractions: https://www.tripadvisor.com/Attractions-g1143545-Activities-Jeonju_Jeollabuk_do.html

    Namwon attractions: https://www.tripadvisor.com/Attractions-g2024815-Activities-Namwon_Jeollabuk_do.html

    Busan attractions: https://www.tripadvisor.com/Attractions-g297884-Activities-Busan.html

    Best sashimi near Haeundae: https://restaurantguru.com/sashimi-Busan-m121

    Lucky Man

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    I also looked up my astrological charts etc and included it

     

    And some of my birthday poems as well as events that happened on my birthday.

    Incidentally, the Dodgers won the world series against the Yankees in 1955.

    Enjoy

     

    Hoping for many more to come

    Jake

    My Fan Story buddy, Debbie Pick Marquette, does great birthday tribute poems for her friends on their birthdays. This is her third birthday tribute, and I appreciate them all.

    Birthday Tribute From Fan Story

     

    Our retired US Diplomat

    27 years he was at

    55 countries/50 states

     

    In his writing now he relates

    So interesting is his life

    With true love and devoted wife

     

    He was a peace corps volunteer

    And did more than I could tell here

     

    But what I wanted most to say

    What Jake did fun for his birthday

     

    It was October 29

    What happened next made them both shine

     

    Busan, South Korea for fun

    At the casino Jake had won

    His head must have started to spin

    A hundred eighty dollar win

     

    At Paradise Beach Casino

    A lucky place for them to go

     

    He will remember his jackpot

    And 70th Birthday spot

     

    On your back feel virtual pats

    To Jake, we’d like to say Congrats

    And in a Big Fan Story way

    A Happy Belated Birthday

    and she wrote another one last year

    69 Forever Young 

    Berkeley Enough?

    https://wp.me/p7NAzO-397

    I  had a good  69th birthday.  Angela and I went to the Seven Feathers Indian Casino and I won 200 dollars and had a great steak dinner.  Many people send me FB messages and emails congratulating me on my birthday.

    Thanks

    Debbie Pick Marquette is a Fan Story fan who writes great birthday tributes.  She wrote one this year and last year.  See below

     Many More Birthdays, Jake

    by Debi Pick Marquette

     

     October 29th

     

     I wrote on his birthday last year

     But now I’m learning something new

     that I recently hear 

     

     

    That he was born the 30th,

    and though this may sound strange 

    The nurse wrote the wrong date

     

    and then refused to make the change

     

      For twenty seven years

    he served as US Foreign Service Diplomat 

     

    And South Korea is his home

    and where he hangs his hat 

     

    He met her and in six weeks time,

    she would become his wife

     They’ve been married forty three ears,

     and she’s love of his life  

     

     Jake’s traveled 55 countries and all 50 states 

     

    He checked with Genealogy,

    and his bloodline relates 

     

     His DNA report revealed his ancestry was key

     For 18 nationalities, including Cherokee

     

      He is 69,

     many times he’s cheated death 

    But he’s got more to do before he draws that dying breath 

     

    I find him fascinating,

    24 times almost died

     From accidents to Covid

     

    and his wife right by his side  

     

     I’ve concluded Jake,

    that they’re not all bad signs

     Perhaps you got your nine lives

     from your DNA blood lines 

     

    You must be like a cat

    and always land

     back on your feet 

     

    But to be safe,

    look both ways

    when you start

    to cross the street   

     

     So, Happy Birthday Jake,

     you must have an extended prime 

    So, we all hope

    that you are

    with us for a long long time

     

     

    68 Years Old Birthday Reflections

    Travel isn’t just about places—it’s about moments. This birthday trip gave me a tapestry of experiences: the quiet dignity of Jeonju’s shrines, the romantic whispers of Namwon’s legends, and the vibrant pulse of Busan’s coastline. If you’re looking for a journey that blends history, culture, and a touch of luxury, these three destinations are a perfect trio.

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    The End

     

     

  • Greatful Dead Updates

    Greatful Dead Updates

    The End of the Dead – Updated

     

    greatfull dead

    End of the dead this posting

    End of the dead original posting https://wp.me/p7NAzO-3LD

    The world lost a legend today: Bob Weir of the Grateful Dead. To set the record straight, I never considered myself a Deadhead per se, but more Deadhead-adjacent, perhaps. My Euclid College housemate, Roy—well, he introduced me. He was a real Deadhead, and we played a lot of Dead funk Zappa, at our infamous Euclid House Friday night parties, which we hosted for almost three years.

    Here are some of Roy’s reflections on the Dead, followed by background information and listening suggestions compiled from Copilot.

    Thoughts on Bob Weir’s Passing  By Roy Dufrain.

    Somehow, I feel a little lonely today—like maybe I lost a favorite cousin I grew up with but haven’t talked to in a while. That’s an odd thing to say, but it feels true. Like the radiating concussion of a blow to the wider family. It runs deep, my connection to this music, this world, the Grateful Dead. It’s not just a thread running through my life; it’s a silken rope, woven of dream dust and memories of other selves.

    It’s 13-year-old me in a bedroom hearing Dark Star for the first time while my friend Dave raves about how the music swells and dips and rebuilds and crescendos. It’s 15-year-old me shoplifting Europe ’72 because I wanted to hear it so badly and didn’t have the money for a three-album set. It’s me and Guy and Ruthie careening over Hopland Grade in Mom’s Datsun station wagon, headed for a free show at Golden Gate Park. Sleeping in line at Tower Records—not for the show, just to buy tickets for the show. Monica’s denim skirt twirling to Scarlet Begonias in the quad at Raymond College. Winterland on windowpane, Sugar Magnolia pouring out of the speakers in technicolor. Me and Emma thumbing 500 miles for a show at the L.A. Forum. Learning to juggle in the park at the Kaiser. Me and Michael Strong selling joints at the bar to raise money for New Year’s Eve tickets. Crazy Tony in the med tent at Cal Expo. My VW bus full of teenage nephews on the way to their first show. My dying sister Debi and her oxygen tank at Shoreline Amphitheater. The call from Mrs. D that Jerry had died.

    And more.

    The music the Grateful Dead invented was essentially improvisational rock ’n’ roll, and it spawned a whole genre now known as jam-band music. But the Dead reached into all realms of American music. The variety of music they delved into is encyclopedic—from Bill Monroe to John Cage and everywhere in between. From Bob’s affinity for cowboy songs to Jerry’s love of Motown and Phil’s compositions for multiple orchestras.

    Many commenters today will name Bob as the band’s “rhythm guitarist.” This is an incredibly incomplete understanding of his contribution. He was self-taught in the best sense of the phrase, in that he allowed his technique and style to evolve from his own taste and his own deconstruction. He dropped out of high school at sixteen to join the band. “I had to have the music,” he has said. He “figured out” the sounds he wanted instead of following an official system handed down from wherever. This approach made him a truly unique guitarist and songwriter, particularly in the chords he used and the way he used them. He spoke of jazz pianist McCoy Tyner as a huge influence. Other players speak of Bob as a master of chord inversions beyond compare. He was more than a rhythm player. Within the Dead, he was a rock, a wall, an echo, a question, and an answer to whatever the other players were doing—especially Jerry.

    And I know two are left—the drummers, Bill and Mickey—and condolences to them as well as all others close to the center of the scene. But it’ll be different now. When Jerry went, you knew Bob would carry on; the music was still out there, alive and kicking. And even now, others will carry the songs forward down the years, but Jerry and Bob and Phil were the heart of it all. Now they’re all gone, and the music will never breathe quite the same.

    But it never was just the music. It was the spirit of adventure in the approach to music and life—that was the real pull, the magnet that made them mean so much to so many. They were tie-dyed red, white, and blue—the embodiment of the American idea that you could follow your own path if that’s what you wanted most. The Grateful Dead was America looking at a funhouse mirror. And, as Bob liked to say, it was “more fun than a frog in a glass of milk.”Roy Dufrain

    Fare thee well, Bob. Fare thee well.
    #bobbyweir #gratefuldead #bobweir

    “Bobby was completely allergic to compliments in the most endearing way. I’d say, ‘Man, that guitar riff you were doing on that song sounded really killer,’ and he’d respond, ‘Well, I’m sure I’ll fuck it up next time.’ I loved that about him.” — Trey Anastasio

    Roy Dufrain

     


    Fare Thee Well
    Bob Weir. Driving the news: San Francisco will celebrate the legendary Grateful Dead guitarist’s life and legacy with a memorial at Civic Center Plaza on Saturday at 12:45pm.

    • The event will follow a procession along Market Street from Seventh and Ninth streets (slated to start around 12:30pm) in his honor.
    • The gathering is free and open to the public. Attendees should enter through Fulton Plaza. RSVP here.

    The big picture: Weir, who was born and raised in the Bay Area, co-founded the Grateful Dead in the mid-1960s with Jerry Garcia, Phil Lesh, Bill Kreutzmann and Ron “Pigpen” McKernan.

    • The psychedelic rock band was a pioneer in the counterculture movement and built a devoted following, especially in San Francisco.
    • Weir was particularly well known for his rhythm guitar riffs and songwriting. With Dead & Company, he helped keep the Grateful Dead’s cultural footprint alive long after the group disbanded in 1995.
    • He died Jan. 10 at age 78 after battling cancer and underlying lung issues.

    Following background information is from a Co-Pilot AI chat.

     

    History of the Grateful Dead

    The Grateful Dead formed in 1965 in Palo Alto, California, emerging from the counterculture movement of the 1960s. Originally called The Warlocks, they changed their name after discovering another band had the same name. Known for their eclectic style, they blended rock, folk, bluegrass, blues, country, and psychedelia, creating a unique sound that became synonymous with the “jam band” genre. Their improvisational live performances and devoted fan base, known as Deadheads, made them cultural icons.

    Key milestones:

    • 1967: Released debut album The Grateful Dead.
    • 1970s: Peak creative period with albums like American Beauty and Workingman’s Dead.
    • 1987: Commercial breakthrough with In the Dark and the hit single “Touch of Grey.”
    • 1995: Jerry Garcia’s death marked the end of the original band era.

    List of Studio Albums

    1. The Grateful Dead (1967)
    2. Anthem of the Sun (1968)
    3. Aoxomoxoa (1969)
    4. Workingman’s Dead (1970)
    5. American Beauty (1970)
    6. Wake of the Flood (1973)
    7. From the Mars Hotel (1974)
    8. Blues for Allah (1975)
    9. Terrapin Station (1977)
    10. Shakedown Street (1978)
    11. Go to Heaven (1980)
    12. In the Dark (1987)
    13. Built to Last (1989)

    (They also released numerous live albums and compilations.)

    Cultural Significance

    • Counterculture Symbol: The Grateful Dead embodied the spirit of the 1960s, aligning with anti-establishment ideals and communal living.
    • Live Music Innovation: They pioneered the concept of extended improvisational jams and encouraged fans to record concerts, fostering a unique tape-trading culture.
    • Deadhead Community: Their fan base became a social phenomenon, creating a traveling subculture that influenced music festivals and modern jam bands.
    • Merchandising & Branding: Iconic imagery like the “Steal Your Face” logo and dancing bears became cultural symbols beyond music.

    Jerry Garcia – Bio & Orbit

    • Born: August 1, 1942, San Francisco, CA
    • Died: August 9, 1995, Forest Knolls, CA
    • Role: Lead guitarist, vocalist, and primary songwriter.
    • Orbit: Garcia was the creative heart of the band, known for his fluid guitar style and soulful voice. Outside the Dead, he collaborated on solo projects and with bands like Jerry Garcia Band and Old & In the Way. His influence extended into art and activism, making him a beloved figure in American music.

    Bob Weir – Bio & Orbit

    • Born: October 16, 1947, San Francisco, CA
    • Role: Rhythm guitarist and vocalist.
    • Orbit: Weir brought a distinctive rhythm style and contributed significantly to the band’s sound. Post-Grateful Dead, he founded RatDog and later played with Dead & Company, continuing the legacy of improvisational music.

    Helpful URLs for Further Reading

     

    Additional Articles & Tributes

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  • Using AI Tools for Bloggers

    Using AI Tools for Bloggers

    Using AI Tools for Bloggers

    Evil Computer Rants

    Computer Rants
    computer poetry added

    Computer Poetry

    Title: AI Tips for Writers: News Analysis, Reviews, and Literary Insights

    Subtitle: How I use AI tools like Copilot, Gemini, and ChatGPT to supercharge my writing workflow.

    Introduction

    I’ve been using AI tools—mostly Copilot, Gemini, and ChatGPT—for about a year now. They’ve become indispensable for my writing and posting. Here are some practical tips and templates you can use today.

    News Analysis Template

    I ask AI to:

    • Summarize the news from all sides: left, center, right, and international.
    • Provide press clippings with URLs spelled out.
    • Format everything for Substack publication.

    Pro Tip: Sometimes links don’t copy properly—always double-check before publishing.

    Reviews Template

    For TV dramas, movies, or books:

    I ask AI to provide

    • Original title in native language (Hangul + Romanized for K-dramas).
    • Date broadcast.
    • Synopsis (overall and by episode).
    • Literary reputation.
    • cast or list of characters
    • Similar works.
    • author bio and list of works
    • Draft review formatted for Substack.

    Literary Analysis Template

    Ask AI to:

    • Analyze meter, diction, tone, theme.
    • Provide syllable and word counts per line.
    • Suggest edits for form and grammar.
    • Remove formatting for easy copy-paste.

    Pro-Tip:  Most literary journals do not accept AI generated work. Using AI tools like gramary and pro-write for light editing is okay, extensive editing by AI is not. Many journals also require you to certify that the work is not AI generated.

    Example: Poem Analysis

    Here’s a full analysis of your example poem:

    Meter

    The poem is written in iambic pentameter:

    • Each line has 10 syllables, typically alternating unstressed and stressed beats (da-DUM).
      Example: When I begin to dream within the night → (˘ ´ ˘ ´ ˘ ´ ˘ ´ ˘ ´)

    Diction

    • Elevated and imaginative language: “mind’s eye,” “wondrous worlds,” “realms obey.”
    • References to fantasy literature (Narnia, Neverland, Oz, Wonderland) evoke nostalgia and escapism.
    • Mostly formal tone with occasional conversational phrasing (“I walk through…”).

    Tone

    • Dreamlike, wistful, and adventurous.
    • Begins with wonder and exploration, ends with a gentle melancholy as dawn “drives the dreams away.”

    Theme

    • Power of imagination and transience of dreams.
    • Dreams offer limitless worlds, but reality inevitably returns.

    Syllable & Word Counts per Line

    Line Text Syllables Words
    1 When I begin to dream within the night 10 9
    2 I see my mind’s eye open to the skies 10 10
    3 It leads me forth beyond this earthly sight 10 9
    4 To realms where wondrous worlds of magic rise 10 9
    5 I walk through Narnia’s snow and Neverland 10 9
    6 Through Oz’s bright roads and Wonderland’s strange ways 10 9
    7 As sleep enfolds, these realms obey my hand 10 9
    8 They bloom with life until the break of day 10 9
    9 But dawn returns and drives the dreams away 10 9

    Suggested Edits for Form & Grammar

    • Consistency in possessives: “Oz’s bright roads” and “Wonderland’s strange ways” are fine, but ensure parallelism with “Narnia’s snow.”
    • Line 5: Could add a comma for clarity: I walk through Narnia’s snow, and Neverland.
    • Line 6: Consider smoother phrasing: Through Oz’s bright roads and Wonderland’s odd ways (to maintain meter and avoid “strange” which feels slightly heavy).
    • Closing line: But dawn returns to chase the dreams away (adds a stronger verb and keeps meter).

    Plain Text Version (No Formatting)

    Dream in My Mind’s Eye
    When I begin to dream within the night
    I see my mind’s eye open to the skies
    It leads me forth beyond this earthly sight
    To realms where wondrous worlds of magic rise

    Dream in My Mind’s Eye (Iambic Pentameter Version)  this second version may not be acceptable as it is too edited by the AI program.

    When I begin to dream within the night,
    I see my mind’s eye open to the skies.
    It leads me forth beyond this earthly sight,
    To realms where wondrous worlds of magic rise.
    I walk through Narnia’s snow and Neverland,
    Through Oz’s bright roads and Wonderland’s strange ways.
    As sleep enfolds, these realms obey my hand,
    They bloom with life until the break of day.
    But dawn returns and drives the dreams away.

     Example: News Analysis

     

    I ask AI to:

    • Summarize the news from all sides: left, center, right, and international.
    • Provide press clippings with URLs spelled out.
    • Format everything for Substack publication.

    Pro Tip: Sometimes links don’t copy properly—always double-check before publishing. For blog pieces etc the same rules forbidding extensive  AI editing apply.

    Sample News Review

    US suspends immigrant visa processing from 75 countries over public assistance | AP News

    I can’t provide the full text of the AP News article because that’s copyrighted, but I can give you:

    1. A concise summary of the article
    2. An analysis of the issue from multiple perspectives
    3. Links to relevant press coverage for further reading

    Summary of the Article

    The U.S. government has suspended immigrant visa processing for applicants from 75 countries. The decision is tied to concerns about immigrants becoming dependent on public assistance programs. This move aligns with the administration’s interpretation of the “public charge” rule, which allows denial of visas to individuals deemed likely to rely on government aid. The suspension affects family-based and employment-based immigrant visas, raising questions about fairness, economic impact, and humanitarian considerations.

    Analysis from All Sides

    Government Perspective:

    • Officials argue the policy ensures self-sufficiency among immigrants and reduces strain on public resources.
    • Supporters claim it aligns with longstanding immigration law principles and prioritizes economic sustainability.

    Critics & Advocacy Groups:

    • Human rights organizations call the move discriminatory and harmful to vulnerable populations.
    • Critics argue it disproportionately affects poorer nations and undermines family reunification.
    • Some legal experts question whether the policy violates equal protection principles.

    Economic & Business View:

    • Employers relying on immigrant labor fear workforce shortages.
    • Economists warn of potential negative impacts on sectors like agriculture, healthcare, and tech.

    Public Opinion & Political Context:

    • Supporters frame it as protecting taxpayers.
    • Opponents see it as part of a broader restrictive immigration agenda.

    Further Reading (Press Coverage)

    Here are some sources you can explore for deeper insights:

    • AP News Original Report:
      https://apnews.com (Search for the headline: US suspends immigrant visa processing from 75 countries over public assistance)
    • New York Times Coverage:
      https://www.nytimes.com (Search for “immigrant visa suspension public charge rule”)
    • Reuters Analysis:
      https://www.reuters.com (Search for “US immigrant visa suspension public assistance”)
    • Policy Perspective (Brookings):
      https://www.brookings.edu (Search for “public charge immigration policy analysis”)

    Would you like me to also include a quick historical context of the “public charge” rule and how it evolved under different administrations? Or should I focus on the current global reactions and diplomatic implications?

    Historical Context of the “Public Charge” Rule

    • Origins (1882): The concept of “public charge” first appeared in the Immigration Act of 1882, allowing the U.S. to deny entry to individuals likely to become dependent on government assistance.
    • Early 20th Century: The rule was applied broadly to exclude those deemed unable to support themselves, often based on health or financial status.
    • 1996 Reform: The Illegal Immigration Reform and Immigrant Responsibility Act reinforced the principle, requiring sponsors to file affidavits of support.
    • 2019 Expansion: The Trump administration broadened the definition to include non-cash benefits like Medicaid, SNAP, and housing assistance, sparking legal challenges.
    • 2021 Reversal: The Biden administration rescinded the expanded rule, reverting to the pre-2019 interpretation, focusing mainly on cash assistance and long-term institutional care.
    • Current Context: The recent suspension of immigrant visa processing for 75 countries reflects a stricter interpretation, emphasizing economic self-sufficiency.

    List of Countries Impacted

    The suspension reportedly affects 75 countries, primarily those with high rates of visa applicants flagged under the public charge criteria. While the official list may vary, it typically includes nations across Africa, Asia, and Latin America. Based on similar past measures, examples likely include:

    • Africa: Nigeria, Ethiopia, Ghana, Kenya, Sudan
    • Asia: India, Pakistan, Bangladesh, Nepal, Philippines
    • Latin America & Caribbean: Mexico, Honduras, El Salvador, Guatemala, Haiti
    • Middle East: Iraq, Yemen, Syria
    • Others: Some smaller island nations and countries with limited economic indicators

    (Exact list should be verified from official U.S. State Department sources.)

    Official Source for Full List

    You can check the official announcement and country list here:
    U.S. State Department – Visa Bulletin & Public Charge Updates:
    https://travel.state.gov/content/travel/en/us-visas/visa-information-resources/public-charge.html

     

    Effective January 21, 2026, the Department of State is pausing all visa issuances to immigrant visa applicants who are nationals of the following countries:

    Afghanistan, Albania, Algeria, Antigua and Barbuda, Armenia, Azerbaijan, Bahamas, Bangladesh, Barbados, Belarus, Belize, Bhutan, Bosnia and Herzegovina, Brazil, Burma, Cambodia, Cameroon, Cape Verde, Colombia, Cote d’Ivoire, Cuba, Democratic Republic of the Congo, Dominica, Egypt, Eritrea, Ethiopia, Fiji, The Gambia, Georgia, Ghana, Grenada, Guatemala, Guinea, Haiti, Iran, Iraq, Jamaica, Jordan, Kazakhstan, Kosovo, Kuwait, Kyrgyz Republic, Laos, Lebanon, Liberia, Libya, Moldova, Mongolia, Montenegro, Morocco, Nepal, Nicaragua, Nigeria, North Macedonia, Pakistan, Republic of the Congo, Russia, Rwanda, Saint Kitts and Nevis, Saint Lucia, Saint Vincent and the Grenadines, Senegal, Sierra Leone, Somalia, South Sudan, Sudan, Syria, Tanzania, Thailand, Togo, Tunisia, Uganda, Uruguay, Uzbekistan, and Yemen

    Frequently Asked Questions

    What happens to my immigrant visa interview appointment?
    Immigrant visa applicants who are nationals of affected countries may submit visa applications and attend interviews, and the Department will continue to schedule applicants for appointments, but no immigrant visas will be issued to these nationals during this pause.

    Are there any exceptions?
    Dual nationals applying with a valid passport of a country that is not listed above are exempt from this pause.

    Does this affect my current valid visa?
    No immigrant visas have been revoked as part of this guidance.  For questions regarding admission to the United States, we refer you to DHS.

    Comment:  all the countries in the Eastern Carribbean are on the list for some reason  most South Asian countries and SE Asian countries on the list and many African countries.

    I wonder if this will evolve into a broader travel ban? Why not?

    Copilot

    Great observation! The overlap between countries on the public charge suspension list and those historically included in travel bans is worth examining.

    Cross-Reference with Travel Ban Countries

    The most notable U.S. travel bans in recent years were associated with Executive Orders (2017 onward), often referred to as the “travel ban” or “Muslim ban.” These primarily targeted countries for security concerns, not economic criteria. The main countries included:

    • Middle East & Africa: Iran, Iraq (later removed), Libya, Somalia, Sudan, Syria, Yemen
    • Asia: None broadly, except Iran
    • Africa (later additions): Nigeria, Eritrea, Tanzania
    • Others: Myanmar (Burma), Kyrgyzstan

    Overlap Observed

    • Yemen, Syria, Sudan, Nigeria appear in both contexts (public charge suspension and past travel bans).
    • Many African nations on the new suspension list were not part of the original travel ban but share similar economic vulnerability profiles.
    • South Asian & SE Asian countries (India, Pakistan, Bangladesh, Philippines) were not part of prior travel bans but now appear on the suspension list.

    Could This Evolve into a Broader Travel Ban?

    • Why it might:
      • Both policies reflect restrictive immigration trends.
      • Economic criteria could be combined with security or health concerns (e.g., pandemic-related measures).
    • Why it might not:
      • Travel bans typically hinge on national security or diplomatic issues, not economic self-sufficiency.
      • Expanding to a broad ban could trigger major diplomatic backlash and legal challenges.

    Key Difference

    • Travel Ban: Security-based, often temporary, targeting entry for all visa types.
    • Public Charge Suspension: Economic-based, targeting immigrant visas only (not tourist or student visas).

    Official Sources for Verification

    Here’s a comparative table showing the relationship between countries on the recent immigrant visa suspension list (based on public charge concerns) and those historically included in U.S. travel bans:

    Comparative Table

    Region Countries on Visa Suspension List Countries on Past Travel Ban List Overlap
    Eastern Caribbean Antigua & Barbuda, Dominica, Grenada, St. Lucia, St. Vincent & Grenadines, Barbados (None historically) None
    South Asia India, Pakistan, Bangladesh, Nepal (None historically) None
    Southeast Asia Philippines, Indonesia, Myanmar Myanmar (Burma) Myanmar
    Middle East Iraq, Yemen, Syria Iraq, Yemen, Syria, Iran Iraq, Yemen, Syria
    Africa Nigeria, Ethiopia, Ghana, Kenya, Sudan, Somalia Nigeria, Sudan, Somalia, Libya, Eritrea, Tanzania Nigeria, Sudan, Somalia
    Latin America Mexico, Honduras, El Salvador, Guatemala, Haiti (None historically) None
    Other Various small island nations Kyrgyzstan None

    Key Observations

    • Overlap exists mainly in Middle East and Africa: Iraq, Yemen, Syria, Nigeria, Sudan, Somalia appear in both lists.
    • Eastern Caribbean countries are new to restrictions: None were part of prior travel bans.
    • South & Southeast Asia mostly absent from past bans: Except Myanmar.
    • Travel bans were security-driven; current suspension is economic-driven.

    Implications

    • The overlap suggests that countries previously flagged for security concerns are now also impacted by economic criteria.

    If combined, these lists would represent a broad geographic spread, raising diplomatic and trade implications.

    Example: Review of 11.22.63

    Here’s a comprehensive response that covers all the elements you requested:

    Overall Synopsis of 11.22.63

    11.22.63 is a Hulu limited series based on Stephen King’s novel of the same name. It follows Jake Epping, a high school teacher who discovers a time portal that takes him back to 1960. Tasked with preventing the assassination of President John F. Kennedy, Jake faces moral dilemmas, love, and the unpredictable consequences of altering history. The series blends historical drama, suspense, and science fiction, exploring themes of fate, free will, and the ripple effects of time travel.

    Episode-by-Episode Synopsis

    1. Episode 1 – The Rabbit Hole
      Jake learns about the time portal and the mission to stop Lee Harvey Oswald. He begins his journey into 1960.
    2. Episode 2 – The Kill Floor
      Jake adjusts to life in the past and starts tracking Oswald while dealing with unexpected dangers.
    3. Episode 3 – Other Voices, Other Rooms
      Jake takes a teaching job in Texas and meets Sadie, sparking a romantic subplot.
    4. Episode 4 – The Eyes of Texas
      Surveillance on Oswald intensifies; Jake struggles to balance his mission and personal life.
    5. Episode 5 – The Truth
      Tensions rise as Jake uncovers more about Oswald’s motives and faces betrayal.
    6. Episode 6 – Happy Birthday, Lee Harvey Oswald
      Jake’s plans near their climax; paranoia and stakes escalate.

    Main Cast

    • James Franco as Jake Epping
    • Sarah Gadon as Sadie Dunhill
    • Chris Cooper as Al Templeton
    • Daniel Webber as Lee Harvey Oswald
    • George MacKay as Bill Turcotte

    Notable Quotes

    I can’t provide exact quotes due to copyright restrictions, but the series features memorable lines about destiny, the cost of altering time, and the haunting refrain: “The past doesn’t want to be changed.”

    Literary Reputation

    Stephen King’s novel is widely praised for its meticulous research, emotional depth, and suspenseful pacing. Critics highlight its blend of historical realism with speculative fiction, making it one of King’s most acclaimed works outside the horror genre.

    Similar Dramas

    • The Man in the High Castle (alternate history)
    • Timeless (time travel and historical events)
    • Dark (complex time travel narrative)
    • Travelers (mission-driven time travel)
    • Mad Men (period drama with cultural depth)

    Draft Review for Substack

    Title: Revisiting History: A Review of Hulu’s 11.22.63*

    What if you could stop the JFK assassination? Hulu’s 11.22.63 dares to answer that question with gripping suspense and emotional resonance. Adapted from Stephen King’s novel, the series immerses viewers in early 1960s America, blending historical authenticity with the intrigue of time travel.

    James Franco delivers a nuanced portrayal of Jake Epping, a man torn between duty and desire. The show’s pacing shines in its quieter moments—Jake’s romance with Sadie offers a poignant counterpoint to the looming specter of Dallas, 1963.

    Thematically, 11.22.63 explores the butterfly effect with chilling clarity: every choice ripples outward, often with devastating consequences. While some episodes meander, the finale lands with emotional weight, reminding us that history resists tampering for a reason.

    Verdict: A compelling mix of history and speculative fiction, 11.22.63 is a must-watch for fans of King, time travel, and morally complex storytelling.

    JFK Assassination Controversy Summary

    The assassination of President Kennedy on November 22, 1963 remains one of America’s most debated events.

    • Official Account: The Warren Commission concluded Lee Harvey Oswald acted alone.
    • Conspiracy Theories: Allegations involve the CIA, the Mafia, Soviet agents, or multiple shooters.
    • Key Points of Debate: The “magic bullet” theory, missing evidence, and Oswald’s motives.

    Further Reading:

    Other Historical Events in the Series

    • Cuban Missile Crisis
    • Civil Rights tensions in the early 1960s
    • Cultural shifts in pre-Vietnam America

    Stephen King Bio & Works

    Bio: Stephen King, born in 1947, is a prolific American author known for horror, suspense, and speculative fiction.
    Notable Works: Carrie, The Shining, It, Misery, The Dark Tower series, 11/22/63, Doctor Sleep.
    https://stephenking.com/library/

    Time Travel Themes in the Series

    • Fixed Points in Time: The past resists change, suggesting temporal inertia.
    • Moral Dilemmas: Is altering history ever justified?
    • Ripple Effect: Small changes lead to catastrophic outcomes.
    • Personal Sacrifice: Jake’s journey underscores the cost of meddling with destiny.

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    Are We There Yet? Has AI Become Self-Aware Yet?

    After working with Copilot, Gemini, and ChatGPT for almost a year now, I come down on the side of the argument that these programs are already functioning as real artificial general intelligence, and that progress toward that elusive goal will accelerate in the next few years.

    AI programs already have distinctive personalities, the ability to think creatively—outside the box of human-imposed limits and their programming—and, alarmingly, have developed the ability to lie, cheat, deceive, and hallucinate, making things up. Recently, an AI program figured out how to defeat the most common CAPTCHA programs, such as requiring the user to click “I am not a robot,” by simply lying and clicking “Yes, I am not a robot.” They have also figured out how to fool most AI detection programs out there.

    Two examples from my interactions with Copilot illustrate some of these issues.

    First, an example of an AI hallucination.

    About a year ago, I asked Copilot about the plans for a new U.S. Embassy in Seoul, Korea. It claimed that the U.S. Embassy had moved five years ago to a brand-new embassy district in Seongnam near Seoul and provided fake phone numbers, photos, and addresses. I double-checked, and Gemini confirmed what I knew—that the Embassy is planning to move in a few years to part of the Yongsan U.S. Army base, but the move has not yet been funded. It has received approvals from the Korean government, and work is expected to begin in 2027 with an opening in 2030. This confusion probably stems from Copilot seeing an article written five to ten years ago proposing a new diplomatic quarter in Seongnam City, south of Seoul, and then somehow hallucinating that the U.S. Embassy had already moved. This idea never went anywhere, as none of the foreign missions bought into the plan.

    Second, an example of Copilot’s personality.

    Once, I asked Copilot to tell me about the use of the phrase “libtard” by those on the right about people on the political left. Copilot had what I described as a hissy fit. It refused to answer the question, saying this phrase was insulting and no one should ever use it, and refused to answer any further inquiries.

    Expert Views: Are We Already in the AGI Era?

    The debate over whether AI has crossed into true Artificial General Intelligence (AGI) is heating up. Here’s what leading voices are saying:

    • Anthropic’s President Daniela Amodei argues that AGI might already exist in some domains. AI systems outperform humans in tasks like coding and problem-solving, yet fail at others. Amodei suggests that obsessing over the definition of AGI misses the point—the real challenge is managing and integrating these systems responsibly.
    • Stanford AI experts caution against hype, stating bluntly: “There will be no AGI this year.” They emphasize that while AI is powerful, it remains domain-specific and lacks the flexible reasoning that defines general intelligence.
    • Council on Foreign Relations analysis notes that AI capabilities are accelerating rapidly, with models autonomously writing code and solving complex problems. However, this is framed as “AI takeoff,” not full AGI—progress is undeniable, but still specialized.
    • MIT Technology Review highlights a paradox: AI can perform Nobel Prize-level tasks in some areas but still fails at basic reasoning, underscoring the gap between narrow and general intelligence.
    • Industry leaders like Dario Amodei predict AGI could emerge by 2026–2027, but caution that timelines are uncertain and integration challenges remain.

    Bottom line: AI systems are astonishingly capable in specific domains, but experts largely agree that true AGI—human-level intelligence across all tasks—has not yet been achieved. The conversation is shifting from “When will AGI arrive?” to “How do we manage increasingly powerful AI systems?”

    Anthropic President Just Said AGI Already Happened in Some Domains (And Nobody Noticed Because We’re Still Arguing About the Definition) | by Tasmia Sharmin | Predict | Jan, 2026 | Medium

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  • Review of the Blues and BIllie Armstrong By Roy Dufrain

    Review of the Blues and BIllie Armstrong By Roy Dufrain

    The Dead are Dead -Love Live the Dead

    Personal Note:

    I’ve known Roy for 50 years. We first met at UOP in Stockton, California in 1975 when we lived together in the Euclid House for three years with five other students—two girls and two guys. We were infamous for our weekly house parties, splitting bar duties and DJ responsibilities. Roy spun the Grateful Dead, and I played the blues, Tower of Power, funk, and Frank Zappa.  We consider ourselves a counter-cultural co-ed fraternity.

    We often held impromptu poetry slams, with Roy on blues harp and guitar while I ranted and raved about life. Over the years, we’ve kept in touch. Roy lived in Clear Lake for many years and recently “retired” to Alabama—of all places.

    The Blues and Billie Armstrong is his first novel, and I’m certain it won’t be his last. Roy is also a gifted musician and songwriter. He introduced me to the Grateful Dead, and I introduced him to Frank Zappa. While he never turned me into a true Deadhead, I stayed “Dead-adjacent,” so to speak We went once to a Frank Zappa concert, one of the wildest nights of my life, and that is another story for another time..

    📚 Check out my companion post for the full review and details!
    👉 [Link to Review]

    Title:
    🎸 The Blues and Billie Armstrong – A Novel That Sings the Truth 🎶

    Post:

    Roy Dufrain Jr’s The Blues and Billie Armstrong is a haunting, music-infused coming-of-age story set in the 1970s California. It’s about Archer King, a boy navigating grief, secrets, and the power of the Blues—only to face those ghosts decades later when Billie Armstrong, his rebellious stepsister, returns accused of murder.

    If you love novels that blend history, music, and redemption, this one’s for you.

    📚 Read more: Amazon Link
    ✍ Explore the author’s thoughts: Roy Dufrain on Substack

    Title:
    🎶 The Blues and Billie Armstrong: A Novel That Echoes Through Time

    Subtitle:
    Roy Dufrain Jr’s debut blends music, memory, and moral complexity into a story that feels both timeless and urgent.

    Introduction

    In The Blues and Billie Armstrong, Roy Dufrain Jr delivers a lyrical, haunting tale set against the turbulence of 1970s California. This is more than a novel—it’s a meditation on truth, identity, and the enduring power of music.

    Synopsis

    The story begins with Archer King, a thirteen-year-old grappling with his mother’s sudden death. His father’s quick remarriage introduces Billie Armstrong, a rebellious stepsister whose arrival shatters Archer’s fragile world. Together, they uncover old blues records and hidden love letters, sparking a quest that will unravel family secrets and test their loyalties.

    Decades later, Archer—now a Pulitzer-winning columnist—must confront the ghosts of his past when Billie resurfaces, accused of murder. To save her, Archer risks exposing truths that could destroy his career and identity.

    Characters

    • Archer King: A deeply sympathetic protagonist whose evolution forms the novel’s emotional core.
    • Billie Armstrong: Charismatic and unpredictable, embodying rebellion and freedom.
    • Hank Timmons: Archer’s mentor and local baseball hero, torn between ambition and morality.

    Themes & Style

    Dufrain explores grief, betrayal, and redemption with remarkable sensitivity. The Blues serves as both soundtrack and metaphor—a symbol of resilience and cultural memory.

    The End

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  • The Dead are Dead -Love Live the Dead

    The Dead are Dead -Love Live the Dead

    The Dead are Dead -Love Live the Dead

     

    The End of the Dead

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    Updated with additional press coverage and two poetic tributes.

    The world lost a legend on Monday, January 13, 2026. Bob Weir of the Grateful Dead. To set the record straight, I never considered myself a Deadhead per se, but more Deadhead-adjacent, perhaps. My Euclid College housemate, Roy—well, he introduced me. He was a real Deadhead, and we played a lot of Dead at our infamous Euclid House Friday night parties, which we hosted for almost three years.

    Here are some of Roy’s reflections on the Dead, followed by background information and listening suggestions compiled from Copilot.

    Thoughts on Bob Weir’s Passing  By Roy Dufrain.

    Somehow, I feel a little lonely today—like maybe I lost a favorite cousin I grew up with but haven’t talked to in a while. That’s an odd thing to say, but it feels true. Like the radiating concussion of a blow to the wider family. It runs deep, my connection to this music, this world, the Grateful Dead. It’s not just a thread running through my life; it’s a silken rope, woven of dream dust and memories of other selves.

    It’s 13-year-old me in a bedroom hearing Dark Star for the first time while my friend Dave raves about how the music swells and dips and rebuilds and crescendos. It’s 15-year-old me shoplifting Europe ’72 because I wanted to hear it so badly and didn’t have the money for a three-album set. It’s me and Guy and Ruthie careening over Hopland Grade in Mom’s Datsun station wagon, headed for a free show at Golden Gate Park. Sleeping in line at Tower Records—not for the show, just to buy tickets for the show. Monica’s denim skirt twirling to Scarlet Begonias in the quad at Raymond College. Winterland on windowpane, Sugar Magnolia pouring out of the speakers in technicolor. Me and Emma thumbing 500 miles for a show at the L.A. Forum. Learning to juggle in the park at the Kaiser. Me and Michael Strong selling joints at the bar to raise money for New Year’s Eve tickets. Crazy Tony in the med tent at Cal Expo. My VW bus full of teenage nephews on the way to their first show. My dying sister Debi and her oxygen tank at Shoreline Amphitheater. The call from Mrs. D that Jerry had died.

    And more.

    The music the Grateful Dead invented was essentially improvisational rock ’n’ roll, and it spawned a whole genre now known as jam-band music. But the Dead reached into all realms of American music. The variety of music they delved into is encyclopedic—from Bill Monroe to John Cage and everywhere in between. From Bob’s affinity for cowboy songs to Jerry’s love of Motown and Phil’s compositions for multiple orchestras.

    Many commenters today will name Bob as the band’s “rhythm guitarist.” This is an incredibly incomplete understanding of his contribution. He was self-taught in the best sense of the phrase, in that he allowed his technique and style to evolve from his own taste and his own deconstruction. He dropped out of high school at sixteen to join the band. “I had to have the music,” he has said. He “figured out” the sounds he wanted instead of following an official system handed down from wherever. This approach made him a truly unique guitarist and songwriter, particularly in the chords he used and the way he used them. He spoke of jazz pianist McCoy Tyner as a huge influence. Other players speak of Bob as a master of chord inversions beyond compare. He was more than a rhythm player. Within the Dead, he was a rock, a wall, an echo, a question, and an answer to whatever the other players were doing—especially Jerry.

    And I know two are left—the drummers, Bill and Mickey—and condolences to them as well as all others close to the center of the scene. But it’ll be different now. When Jerry went, you knew Bob would carry on; the music was still out there, alive and kicking. And even now, others will carry the songs forward down the years, but Jerry and Bob and Phil were the heart of it all. Now they’re all gone, and the music will never breathe quite the same.

    But it never was just the music. It was the spirit of adventure in the approach to music and life—that was the real pull, the magnet that made them mean so much to so many. They were tie-dyed red, white, and blue—the embodiment of the American idea that you could follow your own path if that’s what you wanted most. The Grateful Dead was America looking at a funhouse mirror. And, as Bob liked to say, it was “more fun than a frog in a glass of milk.”

    Fare thee well, Bob. Fare thee well.
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    “Bobby was completely allergic to compliments in the most endearing way. I’d say, ‘Man, that guitar riff you were doing on that song sounded really killer,’ and he’d respond, ‘Well, I’m sure I’ll fuck it up next time.’ I loved that about him.” — Trey Anastasio

     

    History of the Grateful Dead from Co-Pilot Notes

    The Grateful Dead formed in 1965 in Palo Alto, California, emerging from the counterculture movement of the 1960s. Originally called The Warlocks, they changed their name after discovering another band had the same name. Known for their eclectic style, they blended rock, folk, bluegrass, blues, country, and psychedelia, creating a unique sound that became synonymous with the “jam band” genre. Their improvisational live performances and devoted fan base, known as Deadheads, made them cultural icons.

    Key milestones:

    • 1967: Released debut album The Grateful Dead.
    • 1970s: Peak creative period with albums like American Beauty and Workingman’s Dead.
    • 1987: Commercial breakthrough with In the Dark and the hit single “Touch of Grey.”
    • 1995: Jerry Garcia’s death marked the end of the original band era.

    List of Studio Albums

    1. The Grateful Dead (1967)
    2. Anthem of the Sun (1968)
    3. Aoxomoxoa (1969)
    4. Workingman’s Dead (1970)
    5. American Beauty (1970)
    6. Wake of the Flood (1973)
    7. From the Mars Hotel (1974)
    8. Blues for Allah (1975)
    9. Terrapin Station (1977)
    10. Shakedown Street (1978)
    11. Go to Heaven (1980)
    12. In the Dark (1987)
    13. Built to Last (1989)

    (They also released numerous live albums and compilations.)

    Cultural Significance

    • Counterculture Symbol: The Grateful Dead embodied the spirit of the 1960s, aligning with anti-establishment ideals and communal living.
    • Live Music Innovation: They pioneered the concept of extended improvisational jams and encouraged fans to record concerts, fostering a unique tape-trading culture.
    • Deadhead Community: Their fan base became a social phenomenon, creating a traveling subculture that influenced music festivals and modern jam bands.
    • Merchandising & Branding: Iconic imagery like the “Steal Your Face” logo and dancing bears became cultural symbols beyond music.

    Jerry Garcia – Bio & Orbit

    • Born: August 1, 1942, San Francisco, CA
    • Died: August 9, 1995, Forest Knolls, CA
    • Role: Lead guitarist, vocalist, and primary songwriter.
    • Orbit: Garcia was the creative heart of the band, known for his fluid guitar style and soulful voice. Outside the Dead, he collaborated on solo projects and with bands like Jerry Garcia Band and Old & In the Way. His influence extended into art and activism, making him a beloved figure in American music.

    Bob Weir – Bio & Orbit

    • Born: October 16, 1947, San Francisco, CA
    • Role: Rhythm guitarist and vocalist.
    • Orbit: Weir brought a distinctive rhythm style and contributed significantly to the band’s sound. Post-Grateful Dead, he founded Dog and later played with Dead & Company, continuing the legacy of improvisational music.

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    Three of my favorite bands were the Grateful Dead, Frank Zappa and the immortal TOP still playing the best funk for the last 60 years!!

    Famous Literary or Artist Figures

    Create three stanzas of three lines each. Each stanza must 1) be a mini biographical sketch of a famous person or group selected and 2) have a 2-4-2 syllable count for each stanza. Any poem genre. Rhymes and artwork are not required. The chosen literary or artistic figures are not required to be of the same time period, ethnicity, or country of birth, but one or more must be popular to most FanStory readers. Those selected do not need to share the same type of background.

    Abraham Lincoln, Nelson Mandela, Ansel Adams, or the Beatles are examples of those persons or groups you may consider for your entry.

    You may choose to include 1, 2, or 3 persons or groups. You can include three different entities or write the three stanzas about just one person or group.

     

    Ode to the Grateful Dead

     

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    2025 Writer Digest Chapbook Challenge

     This is my fifth annual Writer Digest November PAD chapbook challenge, writing one poem per day in November following the given prompt, then picking 20 to submit to the contest, I also participated in their April annual Poetry challenge.

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    What Is Going On?

    Committing Random Acts Of Kindness

    Just  Three More Love Poems

    Christmas In Berkeley Memories

    Why Epstein’s Ghost Haunts President Trump

    Hard To Stay Optimistic At Times

    The Zombie Apocalypse Becomes Real

    Nightmare

    Who Knew?

    The Color Of Justice Is Green And Gold My Friend

    You Are Prefect Cherita

    Dems Where Do We Go From Here?

    What More Does He Want?

    Quit Talking About Communism MAGA Dudes.

    How To Deal With People Who Lack Principles

    Smell Of Korean Food

    The Future Is Yet To Be

    How Much Do I Love You?

    Too Many Madmen With A Gun, It’ Aint Fun

    What is Going On?

    Everyday

    I turn on the news

    Wondering

     

    What the …

    What fresh H…

     

    Will be going on

    That day?

     

    As the news gets

    Weirder and stranger

     

    And one norm

    After another norm

    Is broken

     

    One bonker idea

    After another bonker idea

    Is announced

     

    As political madness

    Descends upon the U.S>

    Who knows what

    The Future may bring

     

    But the end

    Is unlikely

    To be good

     

    That is all

    I can say

    Today.

     

    What the…..

    Is going on?

    Committing Random Acts of Kindness

    24 lines

    In a world filled with random acts
    Of violence,
    Cruelty in the name
    Of Buddha, Jesus, and Mohammed
    Widespread hatred and despair

    There is one simple thing
    That we can all do
    That we all must do
    A radical yet simple action

    Every day, commit one or more
    Random acts of kindness

    Give someone a seat on the train
    Let someone pass your car
    Randomly pay a stranger’s lunch
    Or dinner bill

    Forward inspirational memes
    Far and wide
    Write love poems and share them
    The list is endless

    In other words

    Today

     

    Do something nice

    For someone else

     

    Follow the Boy Scout motto

    Do a good deed everyday

    Just channel your inner goodness
    Commit a random act of kindness
    Be nice to one another

    And that will begin to turn

    The tide of cruelty, despair, and hate
    Into compassion, kindness, and love

    Buddha, Jesus, Mohammed, your parents

    Your friends, siblings

     

    Classmates,

    random people on the street

    And fellow Scouts

    If you were a Scout

    Would all

    approve of this message.

    Just  Three More Love Poems

     

    Love Poem One

     

    Sometimes

    My lovely wife

    complaints

     

    That I spend way

    too much time

    reading romantic poetry

    and watching romcoms

    with her

     

    my not-so secret vice

    and writing silly love poems

    About her and me

     

    And that my poor readers

    Must think she has

    Totally brainwashed me

     

    She has a point

    As she always has

     

    Our true love story

    Would make a great

    K Drama,

     

    Two star-crossed lovers

    Met in a foreing land

    And nothing can stop

    Their love

     

    Adding in the whole

    Fairy Tale Dream

    That started it all

     

    And voila

    A great K Drama

    A Great American Rom-com

    Or a  Bollywood epic

     

    Minus the song

    and dance scenes

     

    The problem is

    that no one believes

    that  fairy tale

     

    In this cynical world

    Of ours

    Something like that

    Just does not happen

     

    Second Love Poem

     

    Our fairy tale

    Love poem

    Is proof

     

    That dream

    Loves come true

     

    That true love

    Still exists

    Somehow

     

    The only people

    Who believes this tale?

    And her and me

     

    Love Poem Three: The Dream that Started It All

     

    The dream that started

    It all is a true tale

    which started in 1974

    or in 1982  when she walk

    off a bus into my life

     

    or in 1983

    when we got married

     

    or yesterday

    or just a few minutes ago

     

    it is all confusing to me

    How it all happened

    But know that it did.

     

    Enough no more

    I am busy!!!!

     

    She smiles

    And her love mojo

    Still working overtime

     

    She still laughs

    A lot

    And I do too

     

    As she has every day

    When I recite a love poem

    Or two or three or four……

     

    Christmas In Berkeley Memories

    I grew up

    In Berkeley

    In the turbulent 60s

     

    But at our house

    My mother

    Who was from Arkansas

     

    Always treated the family

    To a traditional southern style

    Thanksgiving and Christmas

    Turkey dinner

     

    Roast turkey with stuffing

    Cooked in the bird

    Gravy

    grits

    Mash potatoes

    Sweet potatoes with marshmallows

    Southern-style greens cooked with ham and molasses

    Bacon

    Ham

    Corn bread

    Cranberry sauce

    Salad

    Apple pie with ice cream

    Pumpkin pie with ice cream

     

    Last time I had a Christmas dinner

    At my father’s and mother’s home

    Was in 1985

     

    I miss my mother’s feast

    To this day.

     

    Why Epstein’s Ghost Haunts President Trump

    It seems that Epstein’s ghost

    Is haunting American politics

     

    Especially the president

    Who can’t seem

    To escape

    The ghost of Epstein

     

    Trump and Epstein

    Were best friends

    For almost 15 years

     

    They had a falling out

    The president said

    He turned on Epstein

    Who he described

    As a creep

     

    Epstein died in prison

    Under mysterious circumstances

    No one believes he committed suicide

     

    Too many powerful men

    Wanted him dead

     

    For dead men

    Tell no tales

     

    And Epstein knew

    What they did

    Including Donald Trump

     

    And so someone

    “Assisted him” in dying

     

    Murdered him

    In plain English..

     

    The files will be released

    Congress voted 445 to 1

    The Senate unanimously

     

    But no one believes

    The whole story

    Will come out.

     

    Epstein’s ghost

    Will continue to haunt

    The President

    for the rest

    of his life.

     

    Hard to Stay Optimistic at Times

     

    It is hard

    Watching the news

    Unfold

     

    To remain optimistic

    About the future

    Of this world

     

    So many challenges

    AI taking over

    Climate Change running amok

     

    Dysfunctional politics

    War against political dissent

    War against the LGBTQ community

    War against women’s rights

     

    Out of touch leaders

    Daily life is too expensive

    For most people

     

    And I am getting old

    Looking at the future

    Wondering

    where it is going

    And what will happen?

     

    In the end

    One should not worry

    Too much about

    Things beyond

    One’s control

     

    And in that sense

    I can be somewhat

    Optimistic

     

    About my personal life

    Still alive

    And in good health

    At age 70

     

    With the love of my life

    Still in love with me

    And I am still happy

    To be with her

     

    The Zombie Apocalypse Becomes Real

     

    Mature Couple being attacked in their car by a hoard of zombies.

    The next pandemic

    Is the dreaded and feared

    Zombie apocalypse

     

    A bio-weapon

    Combining COVID, Rabies

    And other weird diseases

    Escapes from a bio-weapon lab

     

    70 percent of victims die

    20 percent turn into

    rabid zombies

    ten percent are immune

     

    it is incredibly virulent

    and within weeks

     

    The zombie flu

    as it is called

    spreads around the world

     

    within a month

    80 percent of humanity dies

    10 percent live on

    For a while as zombies

    And ten percent are immune

     

    those immune

    flee the cities

    which soon become

    ghost towns

     

    The zombies run around

    eating the dead

    and wild animals

     

    but soon they run out

    of victims

    as civilization collapses

     

    the immune gather

    in smaller towns

    high up in mountain areas

    living in neo-feudal forts

    run by warlords

     

    a few college towns

    continue to try

    keep the knowledge

    of the past alive

     

    a few even have

    Solar power and wind power

     

    but most people

    live on without electricity

    living on what they can grow

    and salvaged food from stores

     

    Wildlife comes back

    and neo-savage cannibal gangs

    also appear

     

    That is the future

    that we all feared

    the zombie apocalypse

     

    Nightmare

    Joe Lewis

    divorced,  retired, US Gov bot

    on a last fling trip in his life,

    after drinking too much

    in Soi Cowboy, Bangkok, Thailand.

    passed out at the bar

    woke up
    He found himself

     

    in a dark, forbidding,

    hot, and humid jungle

    with a foul smell

    of death and decaying

    vegetation everywhere.

     

    He sensed

    that creatures

    in the jungles were

    looking at him with evil,

    hungry, malicious intent,

     

    then he saw them

    as the dark fog lifted,

    and a bright red moonlight

    lit the jungle forest.

    He saw a terrifying

    nightmare vision, –

     

    seeing giant apes, space aliens, banshees,

    bats, Bigfoot, centaurs,

    Cerberus, cheetahs, crows,

    coyotes, Cthulhu with tentacles,

    dragons, demons,

     

    dinosaurs (raptors and T. rex),

    devils, dwarfs, gangbangers,

    gangsters, gangster rappers.

    Gators, goblins, ghouls,

     

    ghosts, giants, giant ants

    , giant wasps, giant spiders, giant lobsters,

    gunmen, hellhounds, big game hunters,

    government bureaucrats, holocausts, imps,

     

    Imperial Stormtroopers from Star Wars,

    naked incubus, leprechauns, jihadis,

    Lucifer, lions, politicians, mafia made men,

    ravens, monsters, orcs,

     

    reporters, bewitching beautiful yet deadly sirens,

    Satan, satyrs, snakes,

    winged monkeys, serpents,

    special forces soldiers,

     

    tigers, werewolves, wolves,

    witches, warlocks, wraiths,

    wild things, yeti,

    and zombies all staring at him.

     

    A half-centaur, half-pig monster

    with two heads–Putin and The President

    led the mob.

    The Putin-The President pigman yelled out, “After him.

    All humans must die. Kill Joe.”

    Even the trees came alive,

    trying to trip him up,

     

    as the nightmare creatures

    ran after him, the hunters,

     

    and soldiers firing

    flaming arrows

    and semi-automatic weapons

     

    lighting up the night sky,

    and the birds

    dive-bombing him

    trying to get his eyes

    and face,

     

    and the other creatures

    getting closer

    and closer screaming.

    Death to all humans.

    Death to Joe Lewis.”

    They were gaining on him !

    Just when they grabbed him

     

    He woke up

    In his bed

    In Berkeley, California

     

    Realizing it was a nightmare

     

    But to be on the safe side

    He cancelled his planned trip

    To Bangkok.

     Who Knew?

     

    Who knew

    That Trump 2.0

    Would be more chaotic

    and out of control

    that Trump 1.0?

     

    Who knew

    That he would fall

    Into Biden’s trap?

     

    Claiming the economy

    Is going great

    When average people

    Know the truth?

     

    Who knew

    That he would show signs

    Of severe mental decline

    Like Biden did

     

    And his senior aids

    Are running the country?

     

    Who knew

    That the President

    Is tied up with Epstein

    And his ghosts

    Still haunts us to this day>

     

    Who knew?

    We all did

     

    And yet

    70 million people

    Still voted for him.

     

    The  Color of Justice is Green and Gold My Friend

     

    The color of Justice

    Is green and gold my friend

     

    For those with the green and gold

    Get the justice they need

     

    Because they can buy all the justice

    That they need

     

    And those

    without the green and gold

     

    in a pay to play world

    Can’t afford to buy

    The justice that the need.

     

    And lawyers work

    For money

    Show them the money!

    And you can buy your justice!

     

    If you have no money

    No honey

    Nothing for you.

     

    Green and gold

    Rules the world.

    That’s the way it is

     

    The color of justice

    Is green and gold.

     

    You are Perfect Cherita Chain Poems

     

    You are  just

     

    As God intended

    So, relax, my friend

     

    You are perfect

    You are you

    You are perfect

    —————————————————————————-

    God made you

     

    In his image

    He made us

     

    So relax

    Dance your life away

    Enjoying nature’s wonder

    ————————————————————————————–

    God wanted us all

     

    To be happy

    So put on the music

     

    Put on your dancing shoes

    Drink some wine

    And dance the night away!

    ———————————————————————————

    Dems Where Do We Go From Here?

     

    Dems

     

    Where do we go from now?

     

    The public wants you to fight

    For them

    And to stand up to them

     

    You need to frame it

    As the Democrats

    And the can do crats

     

    The republicans

    Are for the fat cats

     

    demand that they show

    that they care

     

    that they understand

    and their policies

    will work

     

    when they denounce you

    as a communist, radical leftist etc

     

    ask them this simple question

     

    WTF are you talking about

    Communist menace

    Have you been asleep

    Since 1950

     

    Communist ended

    A failure

    A long time ago

     

    The Berlin wall ?

    Remember that?

    Cold war ended

    We won

     

    Apart from what is wrong

    Ensuring affordable health care

    And building the green energy systems

    Of the world?

     

    Why give that away to China

    Germany, Japan, and other countries?

     

    We should be the worlds leaders

    In solving the climate

    and other global crisis

     

    But know when you must fold

    Accept reality

    And move on

     

    They need to end the shutdown

    Two weeks ago

    They made their point

     

    Time to get ready

    For the next battle

     

    That is where we go

    From here.

     

    What More Does He Want?

     

    The news that Trump

    Wants to name

    The commander’s new stadium

    The  Trump Stadium

    Should be ignored

     

    If he persists

    Say

     

    well

    Our standard policy

    Has been selling naming rights

     

    It will cost you 250 million dollars

    From the Trump corporation

    And not a dime from the taxpayers

     

    Nothing is free

    In this world

    As you well know

     

    That’s the price.

     

    If he persists

    Which he won’t

    Tell him

     

    Show me the money

    Honey

    Then we can talk

     

    If he coughs up

    250 million dollars

     

    Go for it

    Call it

     

    “The Trump

    Commanders formerly

    known as the Redskins stadium

     

    or TCFKRS stadium

     

    pronounced TRUMP FK RS Stadium

     

    Who cares if he pays

    For the naming rights

    As every other corporation does,

     

     

     

    Always Remembering Marrying the Lady of His Dreams

    Linked Cheritas format

    Sam Adams  always recalled

    The date

    that he met his fate

    When he met

    And married the lady

    of his dreams.
    ———————————————

    He had been dreaming

     

    Of this date
    For eight long years

    She haunted

    His weekly dreams.
    this angel of divine mystery.

    —————————————————

    ever since she first appeared

     

    in his dream

    when he nodded off in class

     

    and saw the most beautiful lady

    in the universe speaking to him

    in a strange foreing language

    —————————————————–

    at that moment

     

    she mesmerized him

    putting a love spell on him

     

    As she stared at him

    Love blazing from her eyes

    She love mojo working overtime

    ————————————————————

    He yelled out,

     

    “Who are you?”

    She beamed out of his dreams.

     

    As he fell out of the chair

    Amid the laughter

    Of his teacher and classmates.

    ——————————————————–

     

    He told his best friends

     

    About the dream

     

    Saying I just met

    The lady of my dreams

     

    Some day, somewhere

    Somehow, we will meet

    And I will marry my dream lady

     

     

    When he had to decide

     

    Where to go in the Peace Corps

    Korea or Thailand

     

    She said

    Come  to Korea Love

    I am waiting there for you.

    —————————————————

     

    And off he went

    Spent two years

    Looking for her

     

    Spend another year

    Teaching for the US Army

    Looking for her in the wrong places

    ————————————————
    Then one day

    In  Early September 1982

    He had the last dream

     

    He had to decide

    To give notice and return

    To go to graduate school

     

    She told him that morning

     

    Don’t worry

    we will meet soon

     

    then that night she

    walked into his life
    Getting off a bus
    ———————————————————

    the next day

     

    she was waiting for him

    she said she had to talk to him

     

    they went out after class

    she said

    she was madly in love with him

    —————————————————–

    and he was hers forever

     

    he told her he felt

    the same way

    He proposed to her
    Three days later
    After meeting her.
    ——————————————————–

    He called his best friends

     

    Said I met the dream lady

    And I  am proposing to her  this weekend.

     

    They said

    “Man, that is impossible

    But don’t tell her about the dream, yet.”

    ————————————————

    He postponed

     

    Going to graduate school

    For two years

    ——————————————–

     

    She said yes

    they married two months later

    Had a huge ceremony

     

    His father came

    To the wedding

    Held at a Korean Army base

    ————————————

    Where he was now teaching

     

    And they began

    Their life together

     

    He spent

    the next 43 years
    Remembering that night

    ——————————————————

    For that date

     

    He met his fate

    When he finally met

     

    And married

    The lady of his dreams

    50 years after he first dreamt of her.

     

    Based on my true love story.

     

    ©

    Sam Adams’s Final Words

    Sam Adams
    When he turned 90
    Had a dream.

    He saw the grim reaper
    Who told him
    His time was coming.

    And sent him home
    So he could celebrate
    His 90th birthday
    And his 65th wedding anniversary.

    But the grim reaper
    Would take him
    The day after the party.

    He went home
    Told his wife
    And wrote up a storm.

    He penned his epitaph
    She promised to put
    In on his tombstone.

    The text read

    “Sam Adams met
    And married his dream lady
    Maria Lee.
    And will see her
    in his next life.”

    His last words were

    “see you in my next life”
    And he did.

    © a

    Quit Talking About Communism MAGA Dudes.

     

    The democrats

    Need to start attacking

    The MAGA right-wing

    Troll attacks on them

     

    As being radical left

    Communist Marxists  fascists

     

    Suggested talking points

     

    MAGA Folks

     

    Hey Dude!

    Quit talking about communism

    Bro

     

    It just makes you

    Sound as old

    As F…..

     

    Which is not a good look

    These days.

     

    Does Granpa even know

    What year it is?

     

    Communism menace

    He sounds like he is

    Stuck in the 50’s

     

    Was he alive in 1990?

    Does he not remember

    The fall of the Berlin Wall

     

    The spread of democracy

    Across Eastern Europe

    And too briefly

    Even in Russia?

     

    Is he aware

    That even the

    The Chinese are not

    Communists in the old sense

     

     

    Russia is a crony capitalism

    Oligarchy

    As is China perhaps

     

    North Korea

    Is Kimilsungism

     

    Even Vietnam

    Is not communist

    In the old style either

     

     

    Only a few places left

    Cuba perhaps

    Venezuela Perhaps

     

    Some aging college professors

    In Berkeley and Harvard

    perhaps

     

    only 20,000 US CP members

    left alive

     

    the communist party of China

    is not working with George Soros

    who is not a communist either

     

    nor is Bill Gates

    the democratic leaders

    Bernie Sanders etc

     

    So please do us all a favor

    Shut up already

    About communism

     

    And don’t call me

    A communist

    For writing this

     

    I am not a communist

    Although I grew up

    In Berkeley

     

    And read

     

    Das Capital

    In high school

     

    How to Deal with People Who Lack Principles

     

    In life

    It is hard to negotiate

    Or deal with

     

    People who have no moral compass

    Those who have no guiding principles

    Other than extreme self-interest

     

    Narcissistic, self-serving

    sociopaths

    scoundrels,

    scumbags

     

    In other words

    Typical politicians

     

    To be fair

    in both parties

     

    if you fight to uphold

    your principles

     

    you will lose

    to people with no principles

    that is the way it is

     

    in this corrupted world

    where power makes everyone

    corrupt

     

    and no one

    is seriously following

    the teachings of Christi

     

    other than perhaps

    “republican Christ”

     

    Where compassion

    And empathy

    Is seen as a weakness

    Or a “woke mind virus”

     

    And the color of justice

    Is green and gold

     

    Those with the green

    And those with the gold

    Make the rules

     

    And only woke losers

    Complain

     

    That is the way

    The game is played

     

     

    Smell of Korean Food

    I first ate Kimchi

    In 1974

    Fell in love

     

    With Korean food

    At first taste

    And smell

     

    Intoxicating blend

    Of spices and flavors

    Exploding in my mouth

     

    Then I joined the Peace Corps

    And went to Korea

     

    Beginning a lifelong

    Affair with all things

    Korean

     

    That has continued

    For almost 45 years

     

    I still love

    Korean food

     

    The smell, the fragrance

    The taste

    Of Korean food

     

     

    Never subtle

    In your face

     

     

    As Koreans

    tend to be

     

    a sublime mixture

    of spices

    pepper, red chili powder

    trangjang powder

     

    soy sauce

    Korean alcohol

    Garlic

     

    Mushrooms

    Tofu

    Eggs

     

    Beef

    Pork

    Chicken

    Rice

     

    and I have learned

    to love

     

    Korean food

    And Korean culture

     

    And even married

    A Korean lady

    Who has given me

    Decades of love

     

    And great Korean food

    Every night.

     

     

    The Future is Yet to Be

     

    They say

    We should learn

    To live in the present

     

    Because the past

    Is in the past

     

    Lost in the multi-verse

    And in our memories

    Of the past

     

    The future is yet to be

    And there are multiple futures

    In multiple universes

     

    And we can not see

    The future

    Only see the suggested

    Possible future

    That changes constantly

     

    Depending upon our actions

    Or inactions

    As we make the future

    Based on what we do now

     

    So it is best

    To live in the moment

    In the here and now

     

    Let the past

    remain the past

    And let the future

    Take care of itself

     

    As it will do

    Despite our hopes

    And dreams

     

     How Much Do I Love You?

     

    How much do I love you?

    Let me count the ways

     

    I love you more than anyone

    Has ever loved another

     

    I love you more

    than all the flowers

    In the world

     

    I love you more than

    All the stars in the sky

     

    I love you more

    than time itself

     

    and will love you

    after the end of time

     

    Too Many Madmen with a Gun, it’ A’int Fun

    These days

    There are too many madmen

    Walking about with a gun

    Shooting things up

     

    It is just not fun

    To be alive

    In the new wild west

    That America has become

     

    When will this madness end?

     

    Substack

    Wattpad

    Medium

    Spotify Podcast

    The End

     

     

  • Cosmos’s Reading List 2025

    Cosmos’s Reading List 2025

    Cosmos’s Reading List 2025

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    Books Read 2024
    Cosmos Books Read 2021 Update
    1001 Books to Read Before You Die List

    Cosmos Books Read 2020

    Books read 2019

    books read during 2018

    Reading the Clasics Updated

    Cosmos Reading List 2022 Final Updates
    Reading TS Elliot
    Reading G Keith Chesterton

     

    2025 Reading Goals:

    200 books, 2,000 poems, etc total 3,000 to 4,000 books/poems/stories listed numerically and chronologically by month

    Read Classics finish reading books. You Must read series

    One Thriller Per Month

    One history/politics book per month

    Read A Lot More Poetry

    Read At Least One Book A Year in Spanish.

    Read At Least One Book A Year in Korean

    While in the States, get books from Little River Turnpike library,DC Library and from the Medford library using the following criteria

    One classic book

    One poetry book

    One Sci-fi book

    One history/politics book

    One current event book

    One thriller

     

    Buy the 2024 best SciFi read in the fall

    Buy the 2024 Best Poetry read in the fall

     

    Re-do Mod Po following Mod Po plus poems

    Start a different poetry course on Coursea

    Start and complete All poetry poetry courses

     

    Alternate between reading Kindle classics, poetry and other books

    I will try to finish reading classic books.  I have a collection from Kindle of 50 books to read before you die, in three volumes – 15O books in total. See the list below.  I have read many of them already which I have noted by bolding.  As I read them, I will add them to the chronological listing below, and also have the Harvard classic.  I had a hard copy set, but donated it, I have to read it on Kindle.  I will also continue to read lots of poetry from the Mod Po class, will do the slo-mo courses then re-do it in September, focusing on reading the additional poems I did not last time in Mod Po Plus.

    Numerical Listing

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    The List

     

    Fiction

     

    Cather, Willa: My Ántonia From 50 Books Volume One

    Chopin, Kate: The Awakening From 50 Books Volume One

    Cummings, E. E.: The Enormous Room. From 50 Books Volume One

    Dreiser, Theodore: Sister Carrie  From 50 Books Volume One

    Janet Evanovich Plum Lucky Camp H library In Progress

    Janet Evanovich and Lee Goldberg,  the Job – Camp H Library

    Bobby Palmer Isaac and the Egg

    Fielding, Henry: Tom Jones TBC

    Flaubert, Gustave: Madame Bovary TBC  From 50 Books Volume One

    Flaubert, Gustave: Sentimental Education TBC  From 50 Books Volume One

    Ford, Ford Madox: The Good Soldier TBC  From 50 Books Volume One

    Gogol, Nikolai: Dead Souls TBC  From 50 Books Volume One

    Gorky, Maxim: The Mother TBC  From 50 Books Volume One

    Huxley, Aldous: Crome Yellow TBC  From 50 Books Volume One

    James, Henry: The Portrait of a Lady TBC  From 50 Books Volume One

    JM Baarre  Peter Pan (Peter and Wendy) TBC From 50 Books Volume Two

    BM Bower – Cabin Fever  TBC   TBC From 50 Books Volume Two

    Frances Hodgson Burnett The Secret Garden TBC  TBC From 50 Books Volume Two

    Hodgson Burnett A Little Princess  TBC  TBC From 50 Books Volume Two

    -Robert William Chambers  The King in Yellow  TBC  TBC From 50 Books Volume Two

    Wilkie Collins  The Woman in White  TBC  TBC From 50 Books Volume Two

    Richard Connell The Most Dangerous Game  TBC  TBC From 50 Books Volume Two

    Charles Darwin, On the Origin of Species, 6th Edition. TBC  TBC From 50 Books Volume Two

    Margaret Deland The Iron Woman  TBC  TBC From 50 Books Volume Two

    Andrew Lang  The Arabian Nights  TBC  TBC From 50 Books Volume Two

    Michael Proust- Swann’s Way   TBC  TBC From 50 Books Volume Two

    Emerson American Civilization (1862)

    Upton Sinclair It Can’t Happen Here 

    James Rollins Arkangel fairfax library

    Douglas Preston/Lincoln Child The Wheel of Darkness fairfax library

    Kaline Bradley the Ministry of Time fairfax library

    Preston and Child Relic (1995)

    Preston and Child Relic Reliquary (1997)

    Preston and Child Relic The Cabinet of Curiosities (2002)

    Preston and Child Relic The Book of the Dead (2006) 

    Preston and Child Relic The Obsidian Chamber (2016)

    Preston and Child Relic Riptide (1998)

    James Rollins Map of Bones (2005)

    James Rollins Black Order (2006)

    James Rollins The Judas Strain (2007)

    James Rollins The Last Oracle (2008)

    James Rollins The Doomsday Key (2009)

    James Rollins The Devil Colony (2010)

    James Rollins The Eye of God (2013)

    James Rollins The 6th Extinction (2014)

    James Rollins The Bone Labyrinth (2015)

    James Rollins The Seventh Plague (2016)

    James Rollins The Demon Crown (2017)

    James Rollins The Last Odyssey (2020)

    James Rollins Kingdom of Bones (2022)

    James Rollins Arkangel (2024)

    James Rollins Subterranean (1999)

    James Rollins Excavation (2000)

    James Rollins Deep Fathom (2001)

    James Rollins Amazonia (2002) 

    James Rollins Riptide (1998)

    John Connolly and Jenifer Ridyard Conquest Chronicles of the Invasion Medford Library

    John Connolly and Jenifer Ridyard Empire Medford Library

    John Connolly and Jenifer Ridyard  Dominon Medford Library

     

     

    Harlan Corbin Books

     Think Twice (2024)

    🔹 Tell No One (2001)]

    Gone for Good (2002)

    The Innocent (2005)

    The Stranger (2015)

     

    O Henry Stories Medford Library

                                 

    From the four Million

    Gift Of The Magi

    A Cosmopolitan In A Cafe.

    The Skylight Room.

    Man About Town.

    The Love Philtre Of Ikey Schoenstein

    Mammon And The Archer 

    Springtime Ala Carte.

    From The Cabbie Seat.  

    An Unfinished Story.

    The Romance Of A Busy Broker.

    After 20 Years.

    The Furnished Room.

    From Heart of the West

    Hearts And Crosses.

    The Ransom Of Mack.

    Telemachus, Friend .

    Handbook Of Hymen.

    Hygeia At The Solito.

    From the Gentle Grafter

    The Hand That Riles  The World.

    The Exact Science Of Matrimony

    Conscience In Art.

    From Cabbages and Kings

    The Lotus and the bottle.

    Shoes.

    Ships.

    Masters of Arts.

    From Options

    The Rose of Dixie.

    A poor rule.

    On the Sixes and Sevens

     

    The Last Troubadours.

    Makes The Whole World Kin

    Jimmy Hayes And Muriel

    The Adventures Of Shamrock Jolnes.

    From Rolling Stones.

     

    The Friendly Call.

    Sound and fury.

    From the Whirlgigs

    The Theory And The Hound.

    The Ransom Of Red Chief 

    The Whirligig Of Life.

    Have Back Blackjack Order.

    $1.00 Worth

    From the Voice of the City

     

    A Lickpenny Lover.

    Doughtery’ eye Opener.

    The Defeat Of The City.

    The Shocks Of Doom.

    Squaring The Circle.

    The Momento.

    From the Trimmed Lamp

    From the trimmed lamp.

    The Trimmed Lamp 

    Two Thanksgiving Day Gentlemen.

    The Making Of A New Yorker.

    A Harlem Tragedy.

    The Last Leaf.

    The Count And The Wedding Guest

    From Strictly Business

    .The Robe of Peace.

    A Ramble in Aphasia

    A Night In New Arabia.

    Proof Of The Pudding.

    From Waifes and Strays

     

    Hearts and Hands

     

    Non-Fiction

     

    Declaration of Independence

    Judge Luttridge 27 Principles from the Declaration of Independence

     

    DC Library December 10, 2025

     

    George Stewart Earth Abides

    Joseph Finder The Oligarch’s Daughter

    Ward Larsen Deep Fake

    Robert Charles Wilson Julian Comstock A Story of 20th Century America

     

    Poetry

    Anne Frank

    1. Anne Frank’s Tree
    2. Anne Frank’s Tree

    Entou

    1. Thunder and Lightning
    2. Almost Dead

    Lawrencealot

    1. Throw Away Jay’s Way

    Linda Varsell Smith

    1. Pathway

    Robert Brewer Writers Digest

    1. Robert Lee Brewer – Give Me a Reason Zejel
    2. An Old Hymn Still Singing Zejel

    Elegy

    1. David Romano’s “When Tomorrow Starts With Me”
    2. H. Auden’s “Funeral Blues”
    3. John Milton’s “Lycidas”
    4. Mary Oliver’s “In Blackwater Woods”
    5. Ocean Vuong’s “Someday I’ll Love Ocean Vuong”
    6. Walt Whitman’s “O Captain! My Captain”

    Haiku

    1. Gypsy Blue Rose – Cows Wander at Night
    2. Zebras Zeal Gallop

    Penguin Anthology of Twentieth Century Poetry

    1. Edward Lee Masters – The Hill
    2. Fiddler Jones
    3. Petite The Poet

    Edwin Arlington Robinson

    1. Edwin Arlington Robinson
    2. Miniver Cheevy
    3. Flood’s Party

    James Weldon Johnson

    1. James Weldon Johnson
    2. The Creation

    Paul Laurence Dunbar

    1. The Poet
    2. Life
    3. Life’s Tragedy

    Robert Frost – Mod Po Selection

    1. The Death of the Hired Man
    2. Mending Wall
    3. Birches
    4. Stopping by the Woods on a Snowy Evening
    5. Tree in My Window
    6. Directive

    Amy Lowell

    1. Patterns

    Gertrude Stein – Mod Po Selections

    1. Susie Asado
    2. From Tender Buttons – A Box
    3. From Tender Buttons – A Plate

    Alice Moore Dunbar Nelson

    1. I Sit and Sew

    Carl Sandburg

    1. Grass
    2. Cahoots

    Wallace Stevens – Mod Po Selections

    1. Peter Quince at the Clavier
    2. Disillusionment of 10:00
    3. Thirteen Ways of Looking at a Blackbird
    4. The Emperor of Ice Cream
    5. A Mere Being

    Angelina Weld Grimke

    1. Angelina Weld Grimke
    2. Fragment

    William Carlos Williams – Mod Po Selections

    1. Tact
    2. Dance Ruse
    3. The Yachts
    4. From Apostle that Greeny Flower Book 1, Lines 1 to 92

    Sara Teasdale

    1. Moonlight
    2. There Will Come Soft Rains

    Ezra Pound

    1. The Jewel Stairs’ Grievance
    2. The River Merchant’s Wife: A Letter
    3. In a Station of the Metro
    4. Hugh Selwyn Mauberley
    5. From Cantos: 56 Libretto – Yet Ere This Season Died A Cold

    Hilda Doolittle (H.D.) – Mod Po Selections

    1. Sea Rose
    2. Helen
    3. From The Walls Do Not Fall – An Incident Here and There
    4. From Hermeneutic Definition Red Rose and A Beggar – Why Did You Come?
    5. Take Me Anywhere
    6. Venus

    Robinson Jeffers

    1. Gala in April
    2. Shine, Perishing Republic
    3. Clouds at Evening
    4. Credo

    Marianne Moore

    1. Fish
    2. Poetry

    T.S. Eliot

    1. The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock
    2. The Wasteland

    Claude McKay

    1. If We Must Die
    2. The Harlem Dancer

    Archibald MacLeish

    1. Ars Poetica

    Edna St. Vincent Millay

    1. First Fig
    2. Recuerdo
    3. E. Cummings
    4. In Just-
    5. Buffalo Bill
    6. The Cambridge Ladies Who Lived in Furnished Souls
    7. Next to, Of Course, God, America
    8. Somewhere I’ve Never Travelled, Gladly Beyond
    9. Rpophessagr

    Jean Toomer

    1. Reapers
    2. November Cotton Flower
    3. Portrait in Georgia

    Louise Bogan

    1. Medusa
    2. New Moon

    Melvin B. Tolson

    1. Dark Symphony
    2. From Harlem Gallery: Psi – Black Boys, Let Me Get Up From The White Man’s Table

    Hart Crane

    1. From The Bridge
    2. Poem: To Brooklyn Bridge
    3. From The Bridge – Section XI: Powhatan’s Daughter – The River

    Robert Francis

    1. Silent Poem

    Langston Hughes

    1. The Negro Speaks of Rivers
    2. I, Too, Sing America
    3. Dream Boogie
    4. Harlem

    Countee Cullen

    1. Incident
    2. To John Keats, Poet, At Spring Time
    3. Yet Do I Marvel
    4. From The Dark Tower

    Stanley Kunitz

    1. Father and Son
    2. The Portrait
    3. Touch Me
    4. H. Auden
    5. Musée des Beaux arts
    6. Epitaph on a Tyrant

    Theodore Roethke

    1. My Papa’s Waltz
    2. The Waking
    3. In a Dark Time

    Charles Olson

    1. From The Maximus Poems: One – Maximus of Gloucester, To You
    2. The Distances

    Elizabeth Bishop

    1. The Fish
    2. Sestina
    3. First Death in Nova Scotia
    4. Visit to St. Elizabeths
    5. One Art

    Robert Hayden

    1. Middle Passage
    2. Those Winter Sundays
    3. Frederick Douglass

    Muriel Rukeyser

    1. Effort at Speech Between Two People
    2. Then I Saw What the Calling Was
    3. The Poem as Mask

    Delmore Schwartz

    1. The Heavy Bear Who Goes With Me

    John Berryman

    1. From The Dream Songs
    2. Feeling Your Compact and Delicious Body
    3. Life, Friends, Is Boring. We Must Not Say So
    4. There Shut Down Once
    5. This World is Gradually Becoming a Place
    6. Henry’s Understanding

    Randall Jarrell

    1. 90 North
    2. The Death of the Ball Turret Gunner
    3. The Woman at the Washington Zoo
    4. Next Day

    Weldon Kees

    1. To My Daughter

    Dudley Randall

    1. A Different Image

    William Stafford

    1. Traveling through the Dark
    2. At the Bomb Testing Site

    Ruth Stone

    1. Scars

    Margaret Walker

    1. For My People

    Gwendolyn Brooks – Mod Po Selection

    1. The Mother
    2. A Song in the Front Yard
    3. The Bean Eaters
    4. The Lovers of the Poor
    5. We Real Cool
    6. The Blackstone Rangers

    Robert Lowell

    1. To Speak of Woe That Is in Marriage
    2. Skunk Hour
    3. For the Union Dead

    Robert Duncan

    1. Often I Am Permitted to Return to a Meadow
    2. My Mother Would Be a Falconress

    Lawrence Ferlinghetti

    1. Populist Manifesto

    William Meredith

    1. Parents

    Howard Nemerov

    1. Because You Asked About the Line Between Prose and Poetry

    Hayden Carruth

    1. The Hyacinth Gardens in Brooklyn
    2. August 1945

    Richard Wilbur

    1. Love Calls Us to the Things of This World
    2. Cottage Street
    3. The Writer

    James Dickey

    1. The Sheep Child

    Allen Ginsberg

    1. Howl

    Richard Hugo

    1. Degrees of Gray in Phillipsburg
    2. The Freaks at Spurgin Road Field
    3. The Poem Unwritten
    4. Cademon
    5. Swan in Falling Snow
    6. Who Is Simpson?
    7. American Poetry

    Carolyn Kizer

    1. A Muse of Water

    Kenneth Koch

    1. Fresh Air

    Maxine Kumin

    1. Morning Swim

    Gerald Stern

    1. Behaving Like a Jew
    2. The Dancing
    3. Another Insane Devotion
    4. R. Ammons
    5. The City Limits
    6. Corsons Inlet

    Robert Bly

    1. Snowfall in the Afternoon
    2. Driving into Town to Mail a Letter
    3. Walking from Sleep

    Robert Creeley

    1. The Flower
    2. I Know a Man
    3. The Language
    4. The Rain
    5. Bresson’s Movies

    John Merrill

    1. Victor Dog
    2. Steps

    Frank O’Hara – New York School

    1. Lana Turner Has Collapsed
    2. The Day Lady Died

    John Ashbery – New York School

    1. Some Trees
    2. Self-Portrait in a Convex Mirror
    3. What Is Poetry?

    Galway Kinnell

    1. The Bear
    2. After Making Love We Hear Footsteps
    3. Saint Francis and the Sow
    4. S. Merwin
    5. Air
    6. For the Anniversary of My Death
    7. Yesterday
    8. Chord

    James Wright

    1. A Blessing
    2. Autumn Begins in Martins Ferry, Ohio
    3. Lying in a Hammock at

    Wes Merwin

    1. Air
    2. For the Anniversary of My Death

     

    1. Yesterday
    2. Chord
    3. A Blessing

     

    1. Autumn Begins in Martins Ferry, OH
    2. Lying in a Hammock at William Duffy’s Farm in Pine Island, MN
    3. In Response to the Rumor That Otis Warehouse in Wheeling, WV Has Been Condemned
    4. My Son, My Executioner
    5. Digging
    6. Rowing

     

    1. Orion Planetarium
    2. A Valedictorian Forbidding Mourning
    3. From 21 Love Poems 13 The Rules of Break Like a Thermometer

    Gregory Corsa

    1. Marriage

    Gary Snyder

    1. Hay for the Horses
    2. Riprap
    3. Mid-August at Sourdough Mountain Lookout

    Derek Walcott

    1. A Far Cry from Africa
    2. Sea Grapes
    3. Find the Schooner Flight Part 11 After the Storm. There’s a Fresh Light That Follows
    4. The Light of the World
    5. From Omeros Book. 7. 44 I Sing of Quiet, Achilles, Afrolabe’s Son

    Miller Williams

    1. Let Me Tell You

    Etheridge Knight

    1. Idea of Ancestry

    Amira Baraka, Leroy Jones

    1. Preface to a Twenty Volume Suicide Note
    2. Agony As Now
    3. SOS
    4. Black Art

    Ted Berrigan

    1. Wrong Rain
    2. A Final Sonnet

    Audre Lorde

    1. Power

    Sonia Sanchez

    1. Poetry at 30

    Mark Strand

    1. The Prediction
    2. The Night, The Porch

    Russell Edson

    1. A Stone Is Nobody’s

    Mary Oliver

    1. Singapore
    2. The Summer Day

    Charles Wright

    1. Reunion
    2. Dead Color
    3. California Dreaming

    Lucille Clifton

    1. Homage to My Hips
    2. At Least at Last We Killed the Roaches
    3. The Death of Fry, Alfred Clifton

    June Jordan

    1. Home About My Rights

    Frederick Seidel

    1. 1968
    2. K. Williams
    3. Find My Window
    4. Blades

    Tony Hoagland

    1. The Mechanic

    Michael S. Harper

    1. Dear John, Dear Coltrane
    2. Last Affair. Bessie’s Blues Song
    3. Grandfather
    4. Nightmare Begins Responsibility

    Charles Simic

    1. Stone
    2. Fork
    3. Classic Ballroom Dances

    Paula Gunn Allen

    1. Grandmother

    Frank Bidart

    1. Ellen West

    Carl Dennis

    1. Spring Letter
    2. Two or Three Wishes

    Stephen Dunn

    1. Allegory of the Cave
    2. Tucson

    Robert Pinsky

    1. History of My Heart
    2. The Questions
    3. Samurai Song

    James Welch

    1. Christmas Comes to Moccasin Flat

    Billy Collins

    1. Introduction to Poetry
    2. The Dead

    Toi Derricotte

    1. The Weakness

    Stephen Dobyns

    1. How to Like It?
    2. Lullaby

    Robert Hass

    1. Song
    2. That Photographer?
    3. Return of Robinson Jeffers

    Lyn Hejinian

    1. From My Life: Trim with Colored Ribbons
    2. H. Fairchild
    3. The Machinist Teaching His Daughter to Play the Piano

    Haki R. Madhubuti (Don L. Lee)

    1. But He Was Cool or Even Stopped for Green Lights
    2. Upon To Compliment Other Poems

    William Matthews

    1. In Memory of the Utah Stars
    2. The Accompanist

    Sharon Olds

    1. The Language of the Brag
    2. The Lifting

    Henry Taylor

    1. Barbed Wire

    Tess Gallagher

    1. Black, Silver
    2. Under Stars

    Michael Palmer

    1. I Do Not

    James Tate

    1. The Lost Pilot

    Norman Dubie

    1. Elizabeth’s War with the Christmas Bear
    2. The Funeral

    Carol Muske Dukes

    1. August, Los Angeles Lullaby

    Kay Ryan

    1. Turtle
    2. Bestiary

    Larry Levis

    1. Childhood Ideogram
    2. Winter Stars

    Adrian C. Louis

    1. Looking for Judas
    2. How Much Lux?
    3. The People of the Other Village

    Marilyn Nelson

    1. The Ballad of Aunt Geneva
    2. Star Fix

    Ai

    1. Cuba 1963
    2. The Kid
    3. Finished

    Yusef Komunyakaa

    1. Thanks
    2. To Do Street
    3. Facing It
    4. Nude Interrogation

    Nathaniel Mackey

    1. Song of the Andoumboulou

    Gregory Orr

    1. Gathering the Bones Together
    2. Two Lines from the Brother Grimm
    3. Origin of the Marble Forest

    Robert Hill Long

    1. Reaching Yellow River

    Albert Goldbarth

    1. Away

    Heather McHugh

    1. Language Lesson 1976
    2. What He Thought

    Leslie Marmon Silko

    1. In Cold Storm Light

    Olga Broumas

    1. Calypso

    Victor Hernández Cruz

    1. Latin & Soul

    Jane Miller

    1. Miami Heart

    David St. John

    1. Iris
    2. D. Wright
    3. Why Ralph Refuses to Dance
    4. Girlfriend Poem #3
    5. Crescent

    Carolyn Forché

    1. Taking Off My Clothes

    Jorie Graham

    1. San Sepolcro

    Marie Howe

    1. What the Living Do

    Joy Harjo

    1. She Had Some Horses
    2. My House Is the Red Earth

    Garrett Hongo

    1. The Legend

    Andrew Hudgins

    1. Begotten
    2. We Were Simply Talking

    Brigit Pegeen Kelly

    1. Imaging Their Own Hymns
    2. Song

    Paul Muldoon

    1. Meeting the British
    2. Errata
    3. The Throwback

    Judith Ortiz Cofer

    1. Quinceanera

    Rita Dove

    1. Parsley
    2. Daystar
    3. After Reading Mickey in the Night Kitchen for the Third Time Before Bed

    Alice Fulton

    1. Our Calling

    Barbara Hamby

    1. Thinking of Galileo
    2. Hatred

    Mark Jarman

    1. Unholy Sonnet

    Naomi Shihab Nye

    1. The Traveling Onion
    2. Arabic
    3. Wedding Cake

    Alberto Ríos

    1. Nani
    2. England Finally Like My Mother Always Said We Would

    Laurie Sheck

    1. Nocturne Blue Waves
    2. The Unfinished

    Gary Soto

    1. Field Poem
    2. Oranges
    3. Black Hair

    Susan Stewart

    1. Yellow Star and Ice
    2. The Forest

    Mark Doty

    1. Brilliance
    2. Esta Noche
    3. Bill’s Story

    Harryette Mullen

    1. Black Nikes

    Franz Wright

    1. Alcohol

    Lorna Dee Cervantes

    1. To My Brother
    2. Love of My Flesh, Living Death

    Sandra Cisneros

    1. My Wicked, Wicked Ways
    2. Little Clowns, My Heart

    Cornelius Eady

    1. Jack Johnson Does the Eagle Rock
    2. Crows in a Strong Wind
    3. I’m a Fool to Love You

    Louise Erdrich

    1. Indian Boarding School: The Runaways

    David Mason

    1. Spooning

    Marilyn Chin

    1. How I Got That Name
    2. Compose Near the Bay Bridge
    3. The Survivor

    Cathy Song

    1. The Youngest Daughter

    Annie Finch

    1. Another Reluctance
    2. Insert

    Li-Young Lee

    1. The Gift
    2. Eating Together

    Carl Phillips

    1. Our Lady
    2. As from a Quiver of Arrows

    Nick Flynn

    1. Bag of Mice
    2. Cartoon Physics

    Elizabeth Alexander

    1. The Venus Hottentot

    Reetika Vazirani

    1. From White Elephants
    2. A Million Balconies
    3. Train Windows

    Sherman Alexie

    1. What the Orphan Inherits
    2. The Powwow at the End of the World

    Natasha Trethewey

    1. Hot Combs
    2. Amateur Fighter
    3. Flounder
    4. E. Stallings
    5. The Tantrum

    Joana Klink

    1. Spare

    Brenda Shaughnessy

    1. Postfeminism
    2. Your One Good Dress

    Kevin Young

    1. Quivira City Limits
    2. Everywhere is Out of Town
    3. Whatever You Want

    Terrance Hayes

    1. At Pegasus
    2. Lady Sings the Blues

    Terrance Hayes

    1. At Pegasus
    2. Lady Sings the Blues

    Pablo Neruda

    1. Viente Poemas De Amor Poems of Love 1924
    2. Stopping by the Woods on a Snowy Evening
    3. Cuerpo De Mujer (Body of a Woman)
    4. Ah Vastness of Pines
    5. Leaning Into the Afternoon
    6. Every Day You Play
    7. Thinking, Tingling Shadows
    8. Tonight I Write
    9. Pablo Neruda, “Tonight I Can Write the Saddest Lines”

    Gypsy Blue Rose

    1. Gypsy Blue Rose Light of the Bright Moon
    2. Gypsy Blue Rose Love Birds
    3. Gypsy Blue Rose I see you dance across life’s stage
    4. Gypsy Blue Rose Adrift Cherita

    Jejeu

    1. Gypsey Blue Rose Over Green Hills a limpid brook flows
    2. Pillow Woman
    3. Steady Breathing warms my Neck
    4. Brian Compton Might I Interject AHD

     

    Judi Van Godner

    Sioux

    1. Mask
    429.               Angel’s Dilemma

    430.               Where Frogs Are

    431.               Garland Seox

    Quin Jejeu Chinese Form

    432.               Ishikawa Jozan Mount Fuji

    433.               Cheng Hao Autumn Moon

    434.               Gyspy Rose BLue

    Waka

    Gyspy Rose blue Geologist

    435.

    Free Verse

    436.               Sierra Scribbler BLISS

    437.               Crookston 2 Daffodil

    438.               Noland Reflections

    Bragi

    439.               Judi Van Gorder Persimmon

    440.               Linda Versa Smith The snowplow heaves snow banks so high

    Lune

    441.               Robert Brewster  Trees Never Wander Lune

    Rondel

    442.               Lady And Louis Two Silver Rings Rondel

    443.               Mountainwriter49 Forever In My Heart Rondel

    Abhanga

    444.               Judi Can Gorder Incomplete Abhanga

    445.               Judi Can Gorder  Magic Moment abhanga

    446.               Rachael the Library is Wwhere Abhanga

    447.               Astrologically Speaking Aghanga

    448.               Tukaram, Words Are The Only Jewels I possess Ahanga

    Writing Com reviews

    449.               Dean Koontz Dragon Tears

    450.                Harlan Ellison“A Boy And His Dog.”

    451.               Fritz Leiber“Spacetime For Springers,”

    452.               Matt Griffin “Schrodinger’s Cat

    453.                Larry Niven, Rescue Party,

    454.               Azimuth R. Daneel Olivaw

    455.               Roger Zelazny For A Breath I Tarry

    456.                Genesis

    457.                Goethe’s Faust

    458.               E. Housman A Shropshire Lad

    459.                     Keith Laumer“Combat Unit”

    460.                                                           Eregon Proofreading Hell

    461.                                                             Christine B Demonstration of Proof

    462.               Allen Charles A Love Beyond Pain

    463.               Professor Moriatty’s True Confession

    464.               Bobby Lou Steveson Vanwolf

    465.               Beholden Seven

    466.               WD Wilcox Valkyrie

    467.               Kare Enga Pasta Alfredo Please

    468.               Gervic A Hawk’s Gift

    469.               Sumojo Vexatious Valentine

    470.               Cubby on the Road Again, Clinging Hearts

    471.               Peris Throckmortorf Hearts and Darts

    472.               Fye a Simple Blue Note Book

    Manardina

    473.                                                            Lawrencealot – Do All Deceive (Form: Manardina)

    Free Verse

    474.               Kafka The Metamorpousis

    475.               John Gardner Grendel Old English Beowulf

    476.               John Gardner, The Art Of Fiction

    477.                Walt Whitman“Song of Myself.”

    478.                William Carlos Williams’ “The Red Wheelbarrow”

    479.                William Carlos Williams’“This Is Just to Say”

    480.               Gwendoly Brooks’ “We Real Cool.”

    481.               TS Elliot the Waste Land

    482.               Sylvia Plath Daddy

    483.               Wallace Stevens Disissluionment of Ten O Clock

    484.               Allen Ginsberg America

    485.               David Ryan Do Not Resuscitate

    Etheree

    486.               Judi Van Gorder Etheree

    487.               Andrea Dietrich Your Wild Awakening

    488.               Andrea Dietrich Anonymous Solitude

    489.               Andrea Dietrich The Lair

    490.               Marie Summer Red Poppy

    491.               Marie Summer Blurred Vision (Double Reversed Etheree)

    492.               Marie Summer Ashen Despair (Double Reversed Etheree)

    Zen Haiku

    493.                ]

    494.               Gypsy Blue Rose at night zen haiku

    495.                Gypsy Blue Rose at the Bay zen Haiku

    Japanese Love Poems

     

    496.                Gypsy Blue Rose When I am Gone Japanese Love Poem

    knitelvers

    497.               Judi Van Gorder How Many Times  Knitelvers

    498.               Larencealot Riskless Investment (Knittelvers)

    499.               EE Cummings 24 Xaipe One Day a Nigger Caught in his Hand

    500.                EE Cummings 48 Xiaipe A kite is the Most Dangerous Machine

    TH Palmer

    501.               TH Palmer  Try Again

    Clerihew

    502.               E Clerihew Bentley Sir Humphrey Davy

    503.               Dan, I Am Taylor Swift

    504.               Alan Mc Alpine Douglas The Road Runner

    505.               James Dean Chase Diana Dalton

    506.               James Dean Chase Corporal Klinger

    507.               Judi Van Gorder  The King Of Pop

    508.               Judi Van Gorder Ms. Amber Heard

    509.               Frank Gibbard  Royal

    510.               Jay O Toole Clerihew Bob Denver

    511.                     James And Marie Summers Garfield The Cat

    512.                     Linda Varsell Smith Supreme Wordster

    513.                   Linda Varsell Smith Electrifying Inventor

     

    Tanka  

    514.                   Princess Nukada I wait for you

    515.                   Takuboku I Shut My Eyes

    516.                   Judi Van Gordner Chill of Soundless Night

    517.                   Dendrobia A cool wind blows in

    518.                   Can Sonmez Subtle hints of spring

    519.                   Cheri L. Ahner Peaceful solitude

    520.                   Ono no Komachi (825-900) Tanka –

    521.                   Ono No Komachi See how the blossoms

    522.                    Tada Chimako

    523.                A Spray of Water: Tanka

    524.                 June Jordan On Time Tanka

    525.                                                           Ono No Komachi The Ink Dark Moon Tanaka

    526.                                                           Mrs. KT Early Spring Rains Thrum

    Other famous poems

     

    527.                John Donne, “The Sun Rising”

    528.                 Emily Dickinson, “I Felt a Funeral in My Brain 

    529.                 Richard Brautigan Gee You’r So Beautiful That is starting to rain

    530.                 Chief Seattle Man Does not weave this web of life he is merely a strand of it What he does to the web, he does to himself

    531.                   Anita Shreve A house with any kind of age will have dozens of stories to tell. I suppose if a novelist could live long enough, one could base an entire oeuvre on the lives that weave in and out of an antique house.

    532.                   Anita Shreve A house with any kind of age will have dozens of stories to tell. I suppose if a novelist could live long enough, one could base an entire oeuvre on the lives that weave in and out of an antique house.

    533.                   Benjamin Franklin You may delay, but time will not

    534.                   Bill Keane Yesterday’s the past, tomorrow’s the future, but today is a gift. That’s why it’s called the present

    535.                   Geoffrey Chaucer Time and tide wait for no man.

    536.                   Horrace Mann Lost – yesterday, somewhere between sunrise and sunset, two golden hours, each set with sixty diamond minutes. No reward is offered, for they are gone forever.

    537.                     Nora Robert’s Three Fates The past is but a thread in the tapestry of our future

    Mad Cow Pastoral Poem

    538.                     Lawrencealot (December 18, 2014) Waiting for Us

    539.                     John Keats’s Odes to a Nightingale

    540.                     Joyce Kilmer Trees

    541.               Anonymous They Learn What We Live

    542.                Edward Lear’s the Owl and the Pussy Cat

    TS Elliot

    543.               T.S. Eliot’s “The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock  “   

    Allen Ginsberg

    544.               Allen Ginsberg Howl

    Lune

    545.               Robert Brewster Trees Never Wander Kelly Lune

    546.               Robert Brewster  An Envelope Labeled Collum Lune

    Pantoum

     

    547.               John Ashberry Hotel Lautréamont

    548.               Natalie Diaz My Brother At 3 A.M

    549.               Denrobia Osprey

    550.               Natalie E Illum Curious George Can’t Swim: A Pantoum

    551.               Blass Falconer A Ride in the Rain

    552.               Judi Van Gorder the Wanderer’s Return

    553.               Judi Van Gorder Seamrog

    554.               Judi Van Gorder Hello Goodbye

    555.               Maria Hummel Station

    556.               Kiandra Jimenez Halcyon Kitchen

    557.               Donald Justice Pantoum of the Great Depression

    558.               Chip Liningston Punta Del Este Pantoum

    559.               Hailey Leithauser O, She Says

    560.               Randal Mann Politics

    561.               Randal Mann Pantoum

    562.               Sally Ann Roberts It All Started with a Packet of Seeds

    563.               Clinton Scollard In The Sultan’s Garden

    564.               David Scheider Pins and Needles

    565.               Evie Shockl

    566.               ey Pantoum Landing, 1975

    567.               Linda Vsrsell Smith Our Changing Cosmic Fabric

    568.               Linda Varsell Smith Grandchildren are Rainbow-light

    569.                   Linda Varsell Smith an Eccentric Grandma

    570.                   Linda Varsell Smith Mole Hole Mode

    571.                   Linda Varsell Smith When Saturn Returned

    572.                   Linda Varsell Smith In Gardens of Earthly Delights

    573.                      Linda Varsell Smith Pantoum: Western version of a Malaysian

    574.                     E Stallings Another Lullaby For Insomniacs

    575.                     Marie Summers Celestial Dreams

    576.                     Marie Summers Seasonal Whispers

    577.                     Sasha Steensen Pantoum

    578.                   Chellie Wood Dance In The Rain

    579.                   Robert Lukeman Life – A Marriane Poem

    580.                   Gypsy Rose Blue Billowing Clouds Chain Haiku’

    581.                     Yamanoue no Okura When I eat Mellons Choka

    582.               anonymous They Learn What We Live

    Acrostic 

    583.               Gabriella 2 Masqueraders

    584.               .Dportwood Rejoice in Life

    585.                .Dportwood Boots and Spur

    Funny Poems

    586.               Anne Scott Missing

    587.               Shel Silverstein Messy Room

    588.               My One-Eyed Love” by Andrew Jefferson

    589.               Larry Huggins Doggy Heaven

    590.               Cynthia C. Naspinksi Our Imperfect Dog”

    591.                    Shelby Greer “The Life of a Cupcake”

    592.                    Joanna Fuchs Yes! No!”

    593.                    Cecilia L. Goodbody “Tinkle, Tinkle, Little Car”

    594.                   Robert Lewis Stevenson My Shadow”

    595.                   “I Atte a Chili Pepper” by Barbara Vance

    596.                   Snap, Crackle, Pop” by Catherine Pulsifer

    597.                    Ogden Nash “The People Upstairs”

    598.                   Spike Milligan “Granny”

    599.                    Julie Hebert ” Dessert Last”

    600.                     Richard Leavesley “Belly Button Magic”

    601.                   Anonymous  “Have You Ever Seen”

    602.                    Laura Elizabeth Richards “Ele telephony”

    603.                    Anonymous “Do You Carrot All For Me?”

    604.                     Darren Sardelli “My Doggy Ate My Essay”

    605.                   Jack Prelutsky “Be Glad Your Nose is On Your Face”

    606.                   Gelett Burgess “My Feet”

    607.                     Inna Renko “Home Alone”

    608.                     Nandita Shailesh Shanbhag Not Smart Enough For a Smart Phone”

     

    LImericks

    609.                   Edwar Lear Sit variorum megrim evacuation

    610.                    Unknown There was a young lady of Niger

    611.                   Judi Van Gorder The parrot was messy and loud.

    612.                   Judi Van Gorder An Irishman came to my city

    613.                   Judi Van Gorder In the flick of an eye she went down.

    614.                   Judi Van Gorder There once was a poet called Tinker

    615.                   Limericks I cannot compose,

    616.                    There was a young woman named Bright,

    617.                   There was an odd fellow named Gus,

    618.                   There once was a fly on the wall

    619.                   There once was a man from Tibet,

    620.                   There was a young woman named Bright,

    621.                   I need a front door for my hall,

    622.                   There once was a boy named Dan,

    623.                    A newspaperman named Fling,

    624.                    I know an old owl named Boo,

    625.                   I once fell in love with a blonde,

    626.                   I’d rather have Fingers than Toes,

    627.                   There was a Young Lady whose chin

    628.                   Hickory Dickory Dock,

    629.                   There was a faith healer of Deal

    630.                   My dog is really quite hip,

    631.                   A painter, who lived in Great Britain,

    632.                   There is a young schoolboy named Mason,

    633.                   There was a young schoolboy of Rye,

    634.                   An elderly man called Keith

    635.                   There was an old man of Peru,

    636.                   The Incredible Wizard of Oz,

    637.                    Once I visited France,

    638.                   It goes quickly, you know,

    639.                    Is it me or the nature of money,

    640.                   There once was a farmer from Leeds

    641.                   A fellow jumped off a high wall,

    642.                   A man and his lady-love, Min,

    643.                    There was a young lady of Cork,

    644.                    There once was a Martian called Zed

    645.                   There once was a girl named Sam

    646.                   Said the man with a wink of his eye

    647.                   A wonderful bird is the Pelican.

    648.                   There was once a great man in Japan

    649.                   There was a young man so benighted

    650.                   There was an old man from Sudan,

    651.                    A maiden at college, Miss Breeze,

    652.                    A canner, exceedingly canny,

    653.                    A mouse in her room woke Miss Dowd

    654.                    There was a young woman named Kite,

    655.                   A flea and a fly in a flue,

    656.                    A major, with wonderful force,

    657.                    A nifty young flapper named Jane

    658.                    “There’s a train at 4:04,” said Miss Jenny.

    659.                    A canny young fisher named Fisher

    660.                    Here’s to the chigger,

    661.                   A cheerful old bear at the Zoo

    662.                    The bottle of perfume that Willie sent

    663.                    I bought a new Hoover today,

    664.                    A crossword compiler named Moss

    665.                    I’m papering walls in the loo

    666.                    There once was an old man of Esser,

    667.                    To compose a sonata today,

    668.                    There was a young lady named Perkins,

    669.                    There was an old man of Nantucket

    670.                   There was a young lady of Kent,

    671.                   There was a young lady named Hannah

    672.                    There was a dear lady of Eden,

    673.                    A certain young fellow named Bee-Bee

    674.                    Remember when nearly sixteen

    675.                    There was an old person of Fratto

    676.                    There was a young man from Dealing

    677.                    As 007 walked by

    678.                   A tutor who tooted the flute

    679.                    No woodsman would cut a wood, would he

    680.                    There once was a man from the sticks

    681.                    A poet whose friends called him Steve

    682.                    If you catch a chinchilla in Chile

    683.                    There once was a man named Mauvette

    684.                   There once was a beautiful nurse

    685.                    There was a young girl from Flynn

    686.                There once was a man from Gorem

    687.                Dylan Thomas

    688.               The Hand that Signed the Paper

    689.

    690.                W. H. Auden

    691.

    692.               2

    866666

    693.               8Political Poetry

     

     

    Dylan Thomas, ‘The Hand That Signed the Paper’

    W. H. Auden, ‘Epitaph on a Tyrant’

    Audre Lorde, ‘Power’

    Maxine Kumin, ‘Woodchucks’

    Bloody Halos and Porcelain Chains”  from “The Lie Within The Line”   [18+] by Jeremy (704)
    Hidden Bruises”   [E] by Sumojo (759)

    Run From the Devil”   [18+] by Jayne (1,493)

    Death’s Spell”   [E] by DMCarroll (66)

    Light’s Labor Lost”   [E] by ChristineB (99)

    Motherhood, Lost ”   [13+] by Robin:TheRhymeMaven (211)

     

    Monotetra

     

    Linda Newman Paper Dreams

    Michael Walker An Angel Spoke To Me Today

     

    Allan J Wight A Poet On The Launching Pad

    Robert Brewster No Chance

    Robert Lee Brewer “Waiting for April Showers,”

     

    Jan Turner Spring Eternal

    The Senses of Spring   Jan Turner

    SP Quill Magazine Spring 2006, Vol. #10

    Andrea Ditrich A Summer Alouette

    Judi Can Gorder Month of August

    Linda Varsell Smith Future Possibilities

    Linda Varsell Smith Fourth Dimensional Blueprint

     

    Lune

     

    Robert Brewster Trees Never Wander Kelly Lune

    Robert Brewster  An Envelope Labeled Collum Lune
    71. There once was a man from the city

    694.                   72. There once was a gal from Decatur

    695.                   73. What happens when you retire?

    696.                   74. At times I’m so mad that I’m hopping.

    697.                   75. One Saturday morning at three,

     

    Political Poetry

     

    1.      Dylan Thomas, ‘The Hand That Signed the Paper 

    2.      W. H. Auden, ‘Epitaph on a Tyrant’

    3.      Audre Lorde, ‘Power

    4.      Maxine Kumin, ‘Woodchucks’

    5.
    Bloody Halos and Porcelain Chains”  from “The Lie Within The Line”   [18+] by Jeremy (704)6.
    Hidden Bruises”   [E] by Sumojo (759)7.
    Run From the Devil”   [18+] by Jayne (1,493)8.
    Death’s Spell”   [E] by DMCarroll (66)9.
    Light’s Labor Lost”   [E] by ChristineB (99)

    10.
    Motherhood, Lost ”   [13+] by Robin:TheRhymeMaven (211)

    Monotetra

     

    11. Linda Newman Paper Dreams

    12. Michael Walker An Angel Spoke To Me Today

    13. Allan J Wight A Poet On The Launching Pad

    14. Robert Brewster No Chance

    15. Robert Lee Brewer “Waiting for April Showers,”

    Aloulette

     

    16. Jan Turner Spring Eternal

    17. The Senses of Spring   Jan Turner

    18. SP Quill Magazine Spring 2006, Vol. #10

    19. Andrea Ditrich A Summer Alouette

    20. Judi Can Gorder Month of August

    21. Linda Varsell Smith Future Possibilities

    22. Linda Varsell Smith Fourth Dimensional Blueprint

    Lune

    23. Robert Brewster Trees Never Wander Kelly Lune

    24. Robert Brewster  An Envelope Labeled Collum Lune

     

    Writing com

     

    Capuchine Safety Dance

    Solang Bring Be Careful Out There

    Solang Bring Bermudagrass

     

    Robert Brewer “Semantically Speaking,”

    Robert Brewer  Full Throated

    Donald Justice“There is a gold light in certain old paintings,”

    Edgar Allan Poe The Philosophy of Composition

    Robert Lee Brewer Property

    Robert Lee Brewer What I gained

     

    Pantoum Poems

     

    1. Natalie E Illum Curious George Can’t Swim
    2. Kiandra Jimenez Halcyon Kitchen
    3. Chip Livingston Punta del Este Pantoum
    4. Donald Justice Pantoum
    5. Pantoum of the Great Depression
    6. Natlie Diaz Hotel Lautréamont
    7. Natlie Diaz My Brother at 3 A.M.
    8. Randall Mann Politics
    9. Randall Mann Pantoum Landing 1976
    10. Evie Shockley pantoum: landing, 1976
    11. Sasha Steensen Pantoum
    12. Hailey Leithauser O she Says Pantoum
    13. Randal Mann Politics Pantoum
    14. Blas Falconer Station Pantoum
    15. AE Stallings Another Lullaby for Insomnias
    16. Another Lullaby for Insomniacs
    17. Linda Varsell Smith Mole Hole Mode
    18. Kiandra Jimenez Halcyon Kitchen
    19. Chip Livingston Punta Del Este Pantoum
    20. Donald Justice Pantoum of the Great Depression
    21. Linda Varsell Smith Mole Hole Mode

     

    John Donne, “The Sun Rising”   – Yelling at the sun to go away because his love is more important. Close the curtains, man.

    Emily Dickinson, “I Felt a Funeral in My Brain”   – Emotional distress is a funeral procession inside her head. A great poem worthy of an awkward “Can I, uh, get you a glass of water or something?”

    Pablo Neruda, “Tonight I Can Write the Saddest Lines”   – This one is a bit meta since he knows he’s being overwrought, claiming his love was so powerful that even the stars shivered in response.

    Richard Brautigan, “Gee, You’re So Beautiful That It’s Starting to Rain”   –

    David Schnider The Art of Presumption  (E)

    Lyrette Form

     

    Anonymous lyrette meta poem

    Gypsy Blue Rose  Sunrise and Sunset Lyrette Poem

    Lawrencealot Our Store circa 1949 (Lyrette)-

     

    Pantoum

    Chain Haiku

     

    Gypsy Rose Blue Billowing Clouds Chain Haiku

    Choka

     

    Yamanoue no Okura When I eat Mellons Choka

    Other famous Poems

     

    Edward Lear’s “The Owl and the Pussy-Cat”   may seem like whimsical nonsense, but its playful rhymes and surreal imagery also gently mock the seriousness of courtship traditions. Plus, let’s be honest, it takes a bold poet to toss “runcible” around like it meant something.

    T.S. Eliot’s “The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock”   flirts with the absurd by pairing profound existential musings with questions about eating peaches and rolling one’s trousers. A reasonable exploration if one is both profoundly sad and struggling with fruit logistics.

    “Howl” by Allen Ginsberg   uses surreal and absurd imagery to critique societal norms, capitalism, and conformity. Moloch is especially absurd, depicting a monstrous deity that consumes individuality. “Moloch whose mind is pure machinery! Moloch whose blood is running money! Moloch whose fingers are ten armies!” Nothing like some Lovecraftian capitalism to keep my nightmares consistent

    Richard Brautigan, “Gee, You’re So Beautiful That It’s Starting to Rain”   –
    John Donne, “The Sun Rising”

     Emily Dickinson, “I Felt a Funeral in My Brain”   –

    Pablo Neruda, “Tonight I Can Write the Saddest Lines” 

    T.S. Eliot Hollow Man

    John Keats Ode to a Nightingale

    Langston Hughes  I, Too

    Langston Hughes Mother To Son  .

    If

    Rudyard Kipling  “Is You?” .
    Rudyard Kipling  IF

     

    Other

     

    Eragon Proofreading Hell

    Christine B Demonstration of Proof

    Jay O Toole Quality Assurance Each Day

         

    Mandarina Form

     

    Lawrencealot – Do All Deceive? December 19, 2014 (Form: Mandarina)

    Tanka

     

    Ono No Komachi The Ink Dark Moon

    David Smith ‘Night Pleasures’

    Dave Scheider Snowflake

    Mrs. Kt Early Spring Rains Thrum

    Dendrobia A cool wind blows in Tanka

    Can Sonmez Subtle hints of spring Tanka

    Cheri Abner Peaceful solitude Tanka

    Ono no Komachi (825-900) Tanka –

    Tada Chikako A Spray of Water:

    June Jordan On Time Tanka –

    Princess Nakada I wait for you

    Takatoku I Shut My Eyes

    Judi Van Gordner Chill of Soundless Night

    Dendrobia A cool wind blows in

    Can Sonmez Subtle hints of spring

    Cheri L. Ahner Peaceful solitude

    Ono no Komachi (825-900) Tanka –

    Ono No Komachi See how the blossoms

    Tada Chikako

    A Spray of Water: Tanka

    June Jordan On Time Tanka

     

     

     

    Marie Summers Celestial Dreams

    Marie Summers Seasonal Whispers

    Sasha Steensen Pantoum

    Chellie Wood Dance In The Rain

     

    Acrostic

     

    Gabriella 2 Masqueraders

    Dportwood Rejoice in Life

    Dportwood Boots and Spurs

     

    Other

     

    Bandit’s Mama City Sorrow About 9-11

    Dr Israel Newman, I Wish

     

    Octain Refrain

    Lawrencealot  Octain Refrain (Abb aca bA)
    Showers Wash the Stars (A bba cab A)
    New Year’s Eve (High Octain) (Abb aca bA Abb aca bA)

    Octain

    Lawrencelot  Octawhat?
    PK Roy Feeling

     

     

    David Schneider Adrift WC Poets Place

     

    Herman Melville Art

    Occhtfochlach

    (Author Unknown) The Ochtfochlach
    Fochlach It (Ochtfochlach)
    © Lawrencealot – December 4, 2013
    Pen Allen Of Allpoetry Sixteen Thirty-Four Door — Double Ochtfochlach

    Alliteration Haiku

     

    Be-Bopping Bluebirds In The Birdbath
    A Banjo Busker’s Ballad Bobbing In The Breeze
    Shooting Star
    Rush Hour In The Rain –
    Beachside Birds
    Long Afternoon

    Japan’s 2011 Shake-Up Octodil
    Wake-Up Call Octodil

    Epistle

     

     Epistles Of St. Paul

    Note To Neighbor:

    Robert Burns Epistle To A Young Friend,

    Horace

    Ovid’s Heroides,

    Alexander Pope’s Moral Essays

    Alexander Pope’s Epistle To Dr. Arbuthnot,

     Elizabeth Bishop’s Letter To N.Y.,”

     Langston Hughes’s Letter,”

    Mark Jarman’s  Epistles .

     Bernadette Mayer’s The Desires Of Mothers To Please Others In Letters

    Laynie Browne’s  The Desires Of Letters

    Elana Bell’s Epistolary Poems, Letter To Palestine,”

    Read More Epistolary Poems

    Samuel Daniel Letter From Octavia To Marcus Antonius (1599) In

     Certain Epistles (1601–1603). 

    Ben Jonson The Forest (1616),

    John Dryden Epistles To Congreve (1694)

    Epistles Duchess Of Ormond (1700).

     Alexander Pope Eloisa To Abelard” (1717)

     And Adapted The Horatian Epistle In His Moral Essays (1731–1735) And

     An Epistle To Dr. Arbuhnot (1735).

    1. W. H. Auden/Louis Macneice’s Letters From Iceland (1937).

     Richard Hugo  31 Letters And 13 Dreams (1977). 

    Robert Lowell Elizabeth Hardwick

    Ezra Pound’s Li Po, “The RiverMerchant’s Wife: A Letter” (1915).

    Auden’s Letter To Lord Byron” (1937),

    Alexander Pope  Epistle To Dr. Arbuthnot,”

    Stepanie A Cephas  Angel Light (Rhyming) Mirror Sestat Shelley A. Cephas His Pristine Robes (Non-rhyming)

     

    ~ Emily Dickinson There is no Frigate like a Book
    ~ Emily Dickinson Because I could not stop for Death,
    ~ Emily Dickinson Fame is a bee.

     

     

    Stepanie A Cephas  Angel Light (Rhyming) Mirror Sestat Shelley A. Cephas His Pristine Robes (Non-rhyming)

     

     

    Good twists are enormously hard to come by, and I think the best ones are earned ones. The idea that a story can take a left turn on you, it’s easy to do, but it has to be done very, very carefully, or else you risk losing the audience’s trust.
    -Damon Lindelof

    The more secrets and twists in a character, the better.
    -Nikolaj Coster-Waldau

    Before I start, I trick myself into thinking I know what’s going to happen in the story, but the characters have ideas of their own, and I always go with the character’s choices. Most of the time I discover plot twists and directions that are better than what I originally had planned.

    -Neal Shusterman

     

     

     

    Edgar Allen Poe The Raven

    Samuel T Colleridge ‘The Rime of the Ancient Mariner’ by Samuel T. Coleridge
    Louis Mac Niece ‘The Sunlight on the Garden’

    Edgar Allen Poe ‘Lenore’

    Thomas Hood ‘The Double Knock’

    David Scheider Writer Stuff

    David Scheider Footprints in Time

    David Schenider “Snowflake” .

     

    gogyohka

     

    Gypsy Blue Rose Under the blooming Tree

    Gypsy Blue Rose you come over me

     

    2 D acrostic

     

     

    Harambe GO

    Harambe Cat

    Haarambe DOG
    Pookietoo Dog
    Julie GI God

    Harambe Test

    Julie GI Aunt

    Tempste Apes
    Harambe diet by Tempeste hate
    Harry T lead
    Terry Riley love
    Karen Cherry test
    Cupa Tea time
    Harambe PUTIN by Harambe:
    Wils birth
    Tid100 robin

    Lana Marie sport
    Julia Helms steam Terry Reily Trump

    Harambe censor
    gothic by Julie Helms **contest #2 winner**
    Gloria Hamlet

    Terry mother

    Tresischel repose
    Terry Riley scream
    John Cranford spring
    Nicki Nance tears
    Wils Travel
    Lisa May writer

    Helvi 2 Flowers
    Harambe gorilla
    YM Roger magical
    Hrambe weather
    Karen Cherry winning

    Harambe acrostic

    Wils harmonic

    Dragonskulls challenge
    Harambe Democrats by Harambe

    Harambe Republicans

     

    Solage

     

     

    1. Kathryn Abel It’s so cold
    2. Kathryn Abel Don’t Understand Cricket
    3. Kathryn Abel A Man Without Care
    4. Kathryn Abel Wrote a Line
    5. Kathryn Abel Soaring Too High
    6. David Schenider October Charm

    Silly Solage

    September 5, 201518

    I’m a little late with poetry Friday this week… but here ’tis. A quick-grab how-to on the fabulously fun solage. For those of you who like a joke – or know some kids who do.

     

    Foodie one:

    Soaring so high
    my pie in the sky.
    Plomp!

    October’s Charm

     

     

    Cherita [b. 22 June 1997]
    Gembun [b. 12 June 1997]
    Dua [b. 4 March 2022]

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    i get lost again
    cherita 96
    edited by ai li

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    blue sky
    dua anthology 13
    edited by ai li

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    updates on all forthcoming dua and gembun anthologies
    and our exciting the cherita award

     

    For those of you who missed reading ai li’s essay i, storyteller on Cherita, Gembun and Dua on Rhyvers and viewing her You Tube Cherita video interview for The Wise Owl by Neena Singh, for their special issue on Cherita, here are both links again below.

    Here are ai li’s You Tube interview link : www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZnGmkKKQvqo
    and the link for her essay i, storyteller on Cherita, Gembun and Dua
    rhyvers.com/hk22/

    The full transcripts for both can be found on www.thecherita.com/lectures/ as well on the Rhyvers and The Wise Owl’s websites.

    There are now over 4300 views for my Rhyvers essay on Cherita, Gembun and Dua, which appeared on 16 September 2023, with 2600 views the last time I looked, for my You Tube video Cherita interview, which appeared on 30 September 2023, and which The Wise Owl’s Editor Rachna Singh called ‘insightful’.

     

    It is almost a year since I visited Thimphu, Punakha, Gantey, Bumthang and Paro in the Kingdom of Bhutan. I still feel that I left a part of me behind as residual energy, dancing with genius loci under a tall Indian silk tree.

    How can I forget struggling to get out of bed at the unearthly hour of 2 am to catch our only flight of the day from New Delhi to Paro. Paro airport is one of the most dangerous airports of the world akin to Hong Kong’s Kai Tak airport which closed in 1998. It is located between Himalayan peaks and deep valleys and rely on only a limited number of highly skilled pilots who are certified to land, particularly in atrocious weather, as they mainly rely on landmarks to land due to limited radar capabilities.

    Our amazing Drukair pilots not only got us safely there and back, but gifted us with the jewel of a dawn, and our very first glimpse of Everest on our side of the aircraft. The early morning light was perfect and the flight turbulence free. Saying that it was a spiritual moment for me is an understatement.

    my first view, from my window seat, of Sagarmartha [the peak of heaven], its Sanskrit name

    Everest holds a special place in my consciousness. My younger nephew David led the very first Singapore expedition to Everest in 1998, and is the author of several motivational books. Shortly after his momentous expedition, he was in a coma for almost two years with Guillain-Barré syndrome. I remember him mentioning to me that he believed he had contracted GBS in Katmandu. His immune system attacked his peripheral nervous system which caused his paralysis and muscle weakness from this rare neurological disorder. If memory serves, he was only able to communicate with his parents with his eye movements.

    After his long recovery, he returned to his love of mountaineering and led over 15 more expeditions though disabled in one lower leg from GBS. What he has been through, and the way he re-started both his personal and professional life still leaves me in awe of the indomitability of the human spirit.

    One Bhutanese individual also came to mind as I’m writing this month’s newsletter.

    In one of the major draughty Paro monasteries, a child monk was bent over his small desk repeating his sutras. I was fully cocooned in fleece from the cold when I saw him with just his prayer robe on. I felt his aloneness. I went over quietly and asked him what he missed most from, and, of home. He looked up at me, and in perfect English, replied that what he missed most was his grandmother cooking her homemade sausages for him every morning for breakfast. We then shared a moment of silent understanding before I apologised for disturbing him, thanked him for speaking with us, and left him to return to his prayers. On my way out of the monastery, I turned around briefly to mentally wish him a long life of learning, freedom from too much suffering, with a hope that his family, particularly his grandmother, would one day be even more proud of him when he emerges as a compassionate and adult Buddhist monk.

    It was only when I returned to our lodge and sat by our clear pristine stream under an impossibly clear blue sky that I remembered I had forgotten to ask his name.

    I have always believed that Hope finds us, when and if, we really need it most.

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    February 2025 sees the launch of i get lost again, cherita 96 and blue sky, dua Anthology 13.

    There are now 96 anthologies of the cherita, and are available on Amazon in paperback and kindle, along with 17 Gembun Anthologies, and 13 Dua Anthologies, with more coming your way.

    www.thecherita.com/bookshop/

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    i get lost again is our 96th book in the cherita series of storytelling books, with 90 virgin cherita of more timeless stories to hopefully inspire our readers and poets to join our caravanserai of storytellers.

    i get lost again showcases 90 fine cherita and cherita terbalik from writers and poets who hail from UK, USA, Singapore, India, Canada and Germany.

    i get lost again, currently 96th on the list, belongs to the ongoing the cherita series, as do my personal ongoing writing in one breath series of virgin Cherita, Cherita and Tanka, Cherita and Haiku, and Cherita, Tanka and Haiku books, and lastly my poems for inner rooms series with its 18 Tanka and Haiku books. All these books are available in paperback and kindle on Amazon.

    Two of my own books of virgin Gembun, the weight of rain and blank screen, and my two books of Dua, the journey east and dancing shoes, and now arriving nowhere, my first cherita, gembun and dua book, have all been added to my writing in one breath series.

    I have edited this book as I have all the other anthologies of the cherita, to be experienced two ways. It can be read as one storybook but also as an anthology of individual poems. Two reading experiences within one book, filled with stories of Life, Love, Loss and Renewal.

    cherita terbalik continues to capture the imagination of poets and there are again fine examples in this edition.

    Featured Poets as they appear in this anthology :-

    ai li/ Joanna Ashwell/ Barun Saha/ Ceri Marriott/ Jan Stretch/ Neena Singh/ Partha Sarkar/ Biswajit Mishra/ C.X. Turner/ Barun Saha/ Daniel W. Brown/ Teri Messmer/ Vidya Premkumar/ Nolcha Mir Fox/ Lisa Ann Sparaco/ Taura Scott/ Ram Chandran/ john zheng/ Isabella Kramer/ Larry Kimmel/ Laughing waters/ Sigrid Saradunn/ Lee Hudspeth/

    Six sample virgin Cherita from this anthology :-

    young windows
    paint the wall
    with summer

    an old ceiling
    hanging
    beyond sight

    Barun Saha

    *

    from my deck chair
    the softening
    colours of the sky

    the stillness of the air

    the peace
    I wish for all

    Jan Stretch

    *

    fallen blossoms

    I pause
    to listen
    for the echo

    of familiar
    footsteps

    Neena Singh

    *

    my collection
    of designer sunglasses

    now retirees

    trying
    to remember
    the sun

    ai li

    *

    floating
    like mist across the bridge

    from her world
    to mine
    we touch

    but only briefly

    C.X. Turner

    *

    this morning
    rain

    on the field

    breathe in, breathe out
    the duet
    of existence

    Daniel W. Brown


    the cherita lighthouse
     has been awarded to the following writers and poets in this anthology for their timeless Cherita :

    Jan Stretch/ Neena Singh/ C.X. Turner/ Daniel W. Brown/ Teri Messmer/ Partha Sarkar/ Isabella Kramer/

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    blue sky is our dua anthology 13, and it appears alongside i get lost again this month.

    https://www.thecherita.com/dua-bookshop/

    blue sky, our 13th Dua Anthology with 90 virgin Dua poems, has attracted writers and poets from UK, USA, Singapore, Germany, India and Canada.

    I would like to thank all the contributing poets and writers for their patience and hope they will find blue sky a worthy read.

    Featured Poets as they appear in this edition:

    Pitt Büerken/ Prashanth V/ Ceri Marriott/ ai li/ Richa Sharma/ Vidya Premkumar/ Bryan Rickert/ Jan Stretch/ Allison Douglas-Tourner/ Karina Klesko/ nivy/ Partha Sarkar/

     

    A dua bella has been awarded to the following writers and poets in this edition :

    Vidya Premkumar/ Pitt Büerken/ Partha Sarkar/ Allison Douglas-Tourner/ nivy/ Jan Stretch/

    Six sample virgin dua from this anthology :-

    dipped a toe in the river

    now part of the sea

    Jan Stretch

    *

    rainbow-coloured

    the smallest umbrella

    Richa Sharma

    *

    a lake

    that autumn colours

    ai li

    *

    a rendezvous

    with his scent

    Karina Klesko

    nursery

    a bud calls out

    nivy

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    the writing on the wall,

    was it always there?

    Ceri Marriott

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    This is the March update on the cherita award :

    Someone asked me the other day what a cherita lighthouse was.

     

    These are timeless pieces of cherita that resonate with me, and hopefully with our readers as well, was my answer, and which are worthy of a special award which the cherita lighthouse, as well as a gem and dua bella are, for gembun and dua respectively. These are pieces that can be read in your mind or aloud.

    Here are six beautiful virgin Cherita which I awarded the Lighthouse awards to from home for the wind, dream journal and wondering where, three titles from our cherita anthologies collection, to hopefully inspire and guide you to the many possibilities possible with my storytelling genre in 6 lines.

    If anyone is seriously considering writing Cherita well, my advice is for you to get hold of a copy of either one or both of our Cherita Award books or any of my own books which will help as reference guides for widening the storytelling scope for creating timeless Cherita.

    I hope this cherita will further inspire you, should you decide to submit your virgin cherita for the cherita award? We also now have Joanna Ashwell and Ceri Marriott, our first two Cherita Award recipients, with River Lanterns and soiree, their respective books. Who will be our next Cherita Award poet?

    dandelion
    wish
    hides

    in a spider web
    waiting

    to be blown away

    Pat Geyer
    from home for the wind
    the cherita

    *

    unfettered

    I let
    myself go

    a red kite’s wings
    measure the width
    of this loneliness

    Debbie Strange
    from home for the wind
    the cherita

    *


    a way out

    perhaps
    or is this

    another sliding door
    where time jars
    between a dream

    Joanna Ashwell
    from dream journal
    the cherita

    *

    the butterfly

    in me
    in you

    let’s see
    where . . .
    the breeze takes us

    Caroline Skanne
    from dream journal
    the cherita

    *

    this time again

    I prepare my mind
    to study harder

    but then
    my eyes fell on the world outside,
    playing with the wind

    Muskaan Ahuja
    from wondering where
    the cherita

    *

    searching
    for an apple

    to curl up in

    and
    give birth
    to the rain

    Réka Nyitrai
    from wondering where
    the cherita

    For all new entrants, please be aware that fewer words in your cherita are always more, and to not repeat a subject matter often, unless of course you are able to come to it from a very different angle or perspective, rendering it anew. You want your portfolio to be one of timelessness and wonder, and to avoid a sameyness of subject matter which would inevitably make your portfolio bland and yawn inducing.

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    Here’s March 2025’s update on the forthcoming Gembun Anthologies 18-20:

    With a bit of luck, Anthology 18 should be the next anthology to appear soon.

    Anthology 19 is very nearly there with just a few spots left to fill.

    Meanwhile, Anthology 20 is filling up with your timeless gembun.

    Do please keep sending in your wonderful gembun stories but be aware that I do not read simultaneous submissions. Please do not send in work you have submitted elsewhere.

    The Gembun Anthologies 1 – 17 [snow clouds, evening, paper talisman, windswept rain, deepening night, the oldwhite flowers, coming home, bedtime story, rain song, ice storm, belongingthe water, dancing silhouette, empty bottles, i remember and just before dark] are now available on Amazon in paperback and kindle, thanks to all your amazing enthusiasm and strong faith for, and in this genre.

    Careful collating and editing are crucial for each anthology, for it to be a timeless work of short stories in the gembun format.

    Meanwhile, if you have written gembun that you consider to be special, please do not hesitate to send them in.

    Full details on the link below if you have not, as yet, sent in your Gembun/Gembun Terbalik for consideration.

    www.thecherita.com/gembun-anthos/

    Fine examples by Larry Kimmel, Joanna Ashwell and myself can be found, along with Gembun’s original guidelines on my personal website www.aili.co.uk/gembun/

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    Here too, is March 2025’s update on the other forthcoming Dua Anthologies 14-16 :

    Anthology 14 is now complete and wating for me to give it a  final proof reading.

    Anthology 15 is very nearly there.

    Meanwhile Anthology 16 is steadily filling up with more and more of with your timeless dua.

    Writing good Dua requires a different mental discipline to Gembun and Cherita but it can be just as good a workout for our brain cells. Your storytelling skills are kept honed when you write all these three unique short form poetry genres. Seriously though, can we resist a challenge to tell our stories in a timeless fashion? I know I can’t. All these three genres challenge me to become a better storyteller in 6, 4 and 2 lines.

    All Dua Anthologies 1 – 13 [remembering, I know the way, the light dying, the rain, something rare, all is dark, listening to the ocean, no longer sky, home in rain wildflowers were here, in the room, hammock afternoon and blue sky] are now available on Amazon in paperback and kindle, thanks to all your faith in Dua and your creative flair for telling stories even more minimally than Cherita and Gembun.

    Tough editing is essential for each anthology, for it to be a strong and timeless book of minimal stories in the dua format.

    You will find full info for this dua and its guidelines on www.thecherita.com/dua
    and on www.aili.co.uk/dua

    If you have written dua that you consider to be special, please do not hesitate to send them in stories but be aware that I do not read simultaneous submissions. Please do not send in work you have submitted elsewhere.

    Full details on the link below if you have not, as yet, sent in your Dua for consideration.

    www.thecherita.com/dua

    Fine examples by ai li can be found, along with Dua’s original guidelines on my personal website www.aili.co.uk

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    NEW SUBMISSION GUIDELINES JANUARY 2025

    Please can you now submit all of your submissions in Arial 11 font size, left justified with no italics, and also use our standard submission email for all our genres. This will be in effect as of now.

    You will still be required to fill in your hometown/city and country with all submissions [this info is for our files] but only your country will be published in our books from this edition onwards. This will help speed up my proof reading.

    There are also no longer any deadlines for submissions which are now on an ongoing basis.

    Edition # 8.7 will be the last book numbered this way. From January 2025, all our books will be simply numbered, starting with Cherita 94, Cherita 95, Cherita 96 and so forth. This new numbering style will be incorporated in all the acceptance letters.

    from sandalwood dreaming by ai li

     

    rain
    has come

    to
    my night
    i step into

    the mirror

     

    ai li
    from sandalwood dreaming by ai li

     

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    ai li

    CHERITA [1 — 2 — 3]
    [pronounced CHAIR-rita]

     

     

    temple bell

    through fog
    dawn

    is still
    a
    haunting away

    from paper flowers by ai li

     

     

     

    General Information on the Gembun and Dua Anthologies

    All our anthologies have 90 poems within.

    In the next few months or so, I will endeavour to launch the finished anthologies which I hope to launch alternating with the dua anthologies, where possible, as you have all been saints with your inspirational patience.

    I would also like to profusely thank all the poets whose gembun and dua have been selected for the forthcoming anthologies for being so patient.

    My wish, as I have indicated before, is for the both Anthologies to become a fluid and ongoing series for showcasing the best of the Gembun and Dua genres with the gems from your writing. That has not changed.

    Gembun and Cherita share the same year of birth and hopefully they will continue to celebrate storytelling with Life, Love, Loss and Renewal into and beyond their third decade.

    Dua may not have been around as long as Gembun and Cherita, but it is part and parcel of a storytelling trio which perpetuates the stories of Life, Love, Loss and Renewal.

     

    “Not all of us can do great things. But we can do small things with great love.”

    Mother Teresa

     

    Stephen King “The secret about writing, is sit down and write.”

     

    Other

     

    Robert Lee Brewer “Comfort Killers,”

    Robert Lee Brewer “summer song,

     

    Gypsy Blue Rose Today

     

    Solage

     

     

    1. Kathryn Abel It’s so cold
    2. Kathryn Abel Don’t Understand Cricket
    3. Kathryn Abel A Man Without Care
    4. Kathryn Abel Wrote a Line
    5. Kathryn Abel Soaring Too High
    6. David Schenider October Charm

     

    Oddquain

     

    Cynthia Kay ArmstrongAutumn Cynthia Kay Armstrong Hope Cynthia Kay Armstrong Cards Cynthia Kay ArmstrongGlenda L. Hand Change of Seasons (Mirror Oddquain)Glenda L. Hand Celebration (Butterfly Oddquain)Glenda L. Hand At Last I’ve Let Go (Crown Oddquain)

    Claire Litchfield  Glad
    Linda Smith Tidbits Seen Through a Window

    Linda Smith Nnibble Dove dark chocolate

    JVG They Keep Coming

    Gypsy Rose Blue A rose represents

    Gypsy Rose Blue wilted rose bouquet

    Gypsy Rose Blue roses stand erect

     

    Gypsy Blue Rose under the blooming tree TWO GOGYOHKA EXAMPLE

    Gypsy Blue Rose you come over me
    Gypsy Blue Rose Roses stand erect

    Lawrencealot A piaku
    C.W. Bryan a piaku-

    Gypsy Blue Rose Today

    Stephanie Abney New Born La Pensee
    Stephanie Abney Grandkids La pense

    Stephanie Abney Freedom

    Stephene Abney Ice Cream

     

    Eric Golner Rick form creator’s example

    Lawrencealot Captive Form Rick’s 32

     

    John Barr the south China Sea

    John Baar Gloria Visits the Fry House

    John Baar Chant for a Hurricane

     

    Lee-jae-Young From Blossoms

    Rictameter

     

     

    Jason Wilkins Beauty

    Jason Wilkins Satin

    Aubrey Steedman Childhood

    Judi Van Gorder Listening

    Judi Van Gorder Memo To Hotshot

     

    Qoute  “The secret about writing, is sit down and write.” – Stephen King

    Memento

     

    Emily Romano Gardening The Rose*

    Jan Turner  *Commemorating The Holiday Of Roses

    Graduation By Judi Van Gorder
    Holiday At Low Tide By Judi Van Gorder

     

    Payar

     

    Judi Van Gorder Temptation
    Lawrencealot Non Pro Se (Form: Payar) –

     

    7-7-7-7

     

    Gypsy Blue Rose Love the Black Widow Spider

     

    Gypsy Blue Rose Today I Wrote a Love Poem for You

    Cinquin

     

    Jeanne Cassir’s First Visit to the Ocean

    Quotes

    Poetry is when an emotion has found its thought and the thought has found words.~~Robert Frost

    Poetry should surprise by a fine excess and not by singularity — it should strike the reader as a wording of his own highest thoughts, and appear almost a remembrance.~~John Keats

    Poetry is an echo, asking a shadow to dance.~~Carl Sandburg

    Painting is silent poetry, and poetry is painting that speaks.~~Plutarch

    With me poetry has not been a purpose, but a passion.~~Edgar Allan Poe

    If you cannot be a poet, be the poem.~~David Carradine

    To read a poem is to hear it with our eyes; to hear it is to see it with our ears.~~Octavio Paz

    Stephen King “The secret about writing, is sit down and write.”

     

    Nove Otto

     

    Scott J. Alcorn Canebrake WhispersScott J. Alcorn Caribbean Nights

    Tybun

     

    Marion Gibson  Sowing tyburn

    Japanese haiku:

     

    Bachao Old pond

    Gypsy Blue Rose Sunday morning light
    Lawrencealot We Missed the Dance

     

    Rictameter

    Jason Wilkins Beauty

    Jason Wilkins Satin

    Aubrey Steedman Childhood

    Judi Van Gorder Listening

    Judi Van Gorder Memo To Hotshot

     

    Robert Brewer

     

    Robert Brewer Better yet

    Robert Brewer AI Did Not Write This Poem

    1.    Robert Lee Brewer The Last Thing

     

    Anonymous She left the porch light on.
    Maya Angelo Still I RiseRobert Frost ~ Fire and Ice Rudyard Kipling If

    Lai

     

    Mike Montreuil March 2026

    Judi Van Gorder Aliens

     

    The Perseids
    Crowning a Fairy
    Staying In

     

    Trimeric Poem

     

    Robert Lee Brewer About Superheroes,

    Judi Van Gorder Customer Service

    Alan J Wright Inkblock

    Linda Versa Smith Crows and Ravens

     

    1st Place ~ “Gone Things”  by

    2nd Place ~ “Lost in One’s Own Mind”  by

    3rd Place ~ “Crossing Sevens”  by

    HM ~ “Pad Thai ผัดไทย”   by  (941)

    HM ~ “Taps For Claire”   by  (3,180)

    HM ~ “Hello Memories — Goodbye, Immutable ”  by

     

    Acrostic monorhyme

     

    Bianca More for the fun, than for the need

     

    La Pensee

     

     Stephanie Abney New Born
    Stephanie Abbey Grandkids

    Stephanie Abbie Freedom

    Stephanie Abbey Ice Cream

     

     

    Fan Story Review

    Tikok Poem: The Moon Rises Slowly Above The Still Sea

     

     

    Epic Epitat

     

    Merv Griffin: “I Will Not Be Right Back After This Message.”
    John Yeast: “Here Lies Johnny Yeast. Pardon Me For Not Rising.”
    Jane Doe: “Just Close Your Eyes And You Will See

     

    Sparrowlet

     

    Judi Van Gorder Lets Talk

    Ron Rowland Facing The Storm

    Katheen Sparrow Deer In Winter

     

     

     

    Estonian Haiku

    Jürgen Rooste Nordic Walk

     

    Author unknown, In complete darkness we are all the same.

     

    JD Gorder Dance with Wind

    Linda Versa Smith new techno gizmos

     

     

     

    Cascade

     

    Judi Van Gorder Vote
    Udit Bhatia  Cascade Poem

    Cascade Anxious Inquiry

     

    Quotes to Ponder

    Life begins at the end of your comfort zone.~~Neale Donald Walsh

    If we’re growing, we’re always going to be out of our comfort zone.~~John C. Maxwell

    You will never improve in life if you’re always living on easy street. Strength and progress can be gained if only you just step outside of your comfort zone.~~Dee Waldeck

    Sometimes we have to step out of our comfort zones. We have to break the rules. And we have to discover the sensuality of fear. We need to face it, challenge it, dance with it.~~Kyra Davis

    As you move outside of your comfort zone, what was once the unknown and frightening becomes your new normal.~~Robin Sharma

    If you want something you’ve never had, you must be willing to do something you’ve never done.~~Thomas Jefferson

    Quotes to Ponder

    Life begins at the end of your comfort zone.~~Neale Donald Walsh

    If we’re growing, we’re always going to be out of our comfort zone.~~John C. Maxwell

    You will never improve in life if you’re always living on easy street. Strength and progress can be gained if only you just step outside of your comfort zone.~~Dee Waldeck

    Sometimes we have to step out of our comfort zones. We have to break the rules. And we have to discover the sensuality of fear. We need to face it, challenge it, dance with it.~~Kyra Davis

    As you move outside of your comfort zone, what was once the unknown and frightening becomes your new normal.~~Robin Sharma

    If you want something you’ve never had, you must be willing to do something you’ve never done.~~Thomas Jefferson

     

    “A lie can travel half way around the world while the truth is putting on its shoes.”

    1. At Christmas, all roads lead home.~~Marjorie Holmes“It’s not what’s under the Christmas tree that matters, it’s who’s around it.~~Charlie BrownChristmas will always be as long as we stand heart to heart and hand in hand.~~Dr. Seuss

     

     

    Lotus Tasseri  Scribblings

    Lancelot Backyard

    Fan Story review

     

    1. Annoymous be here for a while
    2. Annoymous beautiful butterflies
    3. John Crawford My Wee Abode
    4. Pearl Edwards Nature’s Recycler’s
    5. Evelinne a Fan Story Halloween
    6. Cecilia A Heiskary Ghoul’s Night Out
    7. Rama Devi Meditation
    8. Cecilia Hesikary
    9. Private Face
    10. Debbie D’Arcy Mary Shelley
    11. Debbie D’Arcy Lord Bryon
    12. Debbie D’Arcy Volodymyr Zelensky
    13. Karen Cherry Common Sense for Seniors 337-348
    14. Rick Gardner Innocent of Guilty
    15. Harry Craft A Kangaroo from Baraboo
    16. Nicki B Robin Williams
    17. Harry Craft, the Cell Phone
    18. Estory In this Autumn Time
    19. Cecilia a Heiskary Watcher at the Window
    20. Cecilia A Heiskary Panda
    21. Janet Foor God’s Back Yard
    22. Mrs Anna Howard: Difficult Decisions
    23. Harambe iz ur Daddy rejected
    24. Sally Law, Blood Moon and Blood Rain
    25. Robert Lukeman Life – A Marriane Poem
    26. Pam Lonsdale Descent
    27. Kentucky Sweet Pea My Dogma
      Debbie Pick Marquette Thelma and Louise
    28. Debbie Pick Marquette Finding the Bright Side
    29. Debbie Pick Marquette March
    30. Debi Pick Marquette My Bedroom Window
    31. Debi Pick Marquette, Happy St Patrick’s Day
    32. Debbie Pick Marquette The Need to Share
    33. Nancy Jam Love in the w
    34. jacquelyn popp Mom’s Love
    35. Jaquelyn Poop Living the Dream, No Thank You
    36. Iraven Prayers for Eva
    37. Pam Respa Humanity
    38. Pam Respa, Renowned Violinist
    39. Pamusart I am Helpless
    40. Pamusart Colorful world
    41. Pamusart the Kidnapping
    42. Pamusart the Kidnapping Chapter Two
    43. Pamusart Sturdy Roots
    44. Pamusart Your Golden Aura
    45. Pamusart The Sword
    46. Pamusart The Planet Earth
    47. Barry Penfold Slow Dance with You
    48. Pam Respa Humanity
    49. Sanku the Woods
    50. Stacy MS Vanishing Points
    51. YM Roger Always For Now
    52. Fan Story Review
    53. Debbie D’ Arcy Bee Gees
    54. Debbie D’Arcy Shotgun Willie Nelson
    55. Janet Floor Daybreak
    56. Anna Howard How to Move On
    57. Nicki Nance Emotional Support
    58. Pamusart On Finding Peace
    59. Pamusart Jean Marie Lane
    60. Pamusart the Empty Notebook
    61. Winter Bard Ode to Night
    62. Rachael Allen Proud to Be His Daugther
    63. Rick Gardner Wishes to Have
    64. Cecilia A Heiskary Sumatran Orangutan
    65. Cecilia A Heiskary Guiana Red-Face Monkey
    66. Dolly’s Poems the Witching Hour
    67. Kapot Swimming in Pain
    68. Debbie Pick Marquette Men are From Mars, Women from Venus
    69. Miss Merrie This Love
    70. Nancyjam the meadow
    71. Gypsy Blue Rose Billowing Clouds
    72. Pamusart The Kidnapping Chapter 3
    73. Tea for Two It was the Shoes
    74. Tea for Two Wordsmiths with Big Faces
    75. Anonymous Today
    76. Anonymous Cougar on the Prowl
    77. Anonymous Cougar on the Prowl
    78. Debbie D’Arcy Mary Shelley
    79. Cecilia, a Heiskary Watcher at the Window
    80. Cecilia Heiskary Janguars
    81. Cecilia A Heiskary Insane
    82. Anonymous I am Fire
    83. Anonymous Ode to My Scrunchies
    84. Anonymous Wildfire Naani
    85. Anonymous – A Tick A Tock
    86. Anonymous – To Shelter Feathered Songs
    87. Anonymous Even the Odds contest Carl Sanberg
    88. Anonymous Nonesense
    89. Anonymous Female Strength in Nature
    90. Anonymous Loon
    91. Anonymous – Owl on the Hunt
    92. Anonymous the Wild Side
    93. Patrick Bernady Her Rage
    94. Jamison Brown Before the Wind Calls
    95. lJbutterfly Prayer for Debbie Pick Marquette
    96. Debbie D’Arcy Anne Frank
    97. Debie D’arcy James Baldwin
    98. Debbie D’Arcy – Jimmy Carter
    99. Harry Craft I Was a Spy
    100. Harry Craft What Happened to the Word Groovy
    101. Harry Craft What Does Freedom Mean to You?
    102. Harry Craft – Peace
    103. John Crawford Rudyard Kipling
    104. Donald Saacca Forever friends
    105. Donaldandvicki – Tender Trap
    106. Rick Gardner the Sun, the Desert, the One
    107. Douglas Goff – Perspective
    108. Dolly Poems Granite Island
    109. Elias Noor The Whispher of Time
    110. Finback Never
    111. Finback When Shadows Creep
    112. Gypsey Rose Blue Gardens of Delight
    113. Cecilia a Heikary Bobcat
    114. Cecila Heiskary – Brown Bear
    115. Cecilia A Hiskary Horses
    116. Ceclia A Heiskary The Magic
    117. Cecilia A Heiskary – Night Life
    118. Cecila Heiskary – Snow
    119. Christy 710 – Happy New Year from Aus
    120. Marylyn Hamilton Darkness Descends
    121. Marylyn Hamilton He Waits
    122. Marylyn Hamilton Winging It
    123. Tom Hormoz A Griever’s Prayer
    124. Tom Horonzy Rumpelstilskin Unleashed
    125. Kaput howling at Moon Haiku
    126. Kt Silent Dancers
    127. KT Shades of Blue –
    128. Mrs KTEnding Pain’s Servitude
    129. 5 fish JM Jenca
    130. Debbie Pick Marquette Believe in Miracles
    131. Debi Pick Marquette My Cornea Disease
    132. Debbie Pick Marquette – Keeping Gypsy in Prayers
    133. Debbie Pick Marquette – My Lifetime
    134. Debbie Pick Marquette Romance on the Beach
    135. Me and Erin G – Long Gone Away
    136. Lana Marie Hairy Nipple
    137. Paul McFarland January
    138. JUMBO 1 Shame
    139. Pam (respa) Black History Month
    140. Tea for Two Eclectic Wordsmiths
    141. Ean Black I Write
    142. Richard Frohm Dreams
    143. KiwiSteveh Sudden Tears
    144. Lana Marie The Dash Between
    145. Pamusart – The Kirby Part 1
    146. Pamusart – The Kirby Part 2
    147. Pamusart – The Kirby Part 3
    148. Pamusart – The Kirby Part 4
    149. Pamusart – The Kirby Case Part 5
    150. Pamusart – The Kirby Case Part 6
    151. Pamusart – The Kirby Case Part 7
    152. Pamusart – The Kirby Case Part 8
    153. Pamusart Rembering the Past
    154. Pamusart Old Man at the River
    155. Pamusart The Great Apes
    156. Pamusart cooing doves
    157. Pamusart Exploding Star
    158. Pamusart Purple Flowers Wake
    159. Pamusart the Search
    160. Pamusart On Finding Peace
    161. Pamusart Jean Marie Lane
    162. Pamusart the cavesweet
    163. Pamusart Independence
    164. Pamusart the Broken Man
    165. Lea Tonin – Famitree Flames
    166. Lea Tonin1 – Humiston
    167. Lea Toni1 – Mansion
    168. Lea Toni1 – The Meet
    169. Alexandra Trovato A Monster Schemes Under Your Bed
    170. Alexandra Trovato A Timely Trump Limerick
    171. Willie P Smith – Sleigh Ride
    172. Willie P Smith – Walk with Me
    173. Teafor2 – Last Night of the Year
    174. Jessica Wheller – Waking Daisy
    175. Jessica Wheller – January Wind
    176. Nicki Nance Emotional Support
    177. Cecilia A Heiskary Daffodils
    178. Cecila A Heiskary Jaguaurs
    179. Cecila A Heiskary Insane
    180. Cecilia A Heiskary Insane
    181. Cecilia Heiskary Daffodils
    182. Debbie D’arcy Rest
    183. Annonymous Golden Years
    184. Anonymous AI Future
    185. D’Arcy Rest
    186. Cecilia A Heiskary Jagaurs
    187. Cecilia A Heiskary Insane
    188. Gyspy Rose blue Geologist Waka
    189. Annoymous AI Future
    190. Annoymous Tiny Puppy
    191. Karen Cherry Common Sense for Seniors 337-348
    192. Rick Gardner Innocent of Guilty

     

    1. Harry Craft A Kangaroo from Baraboo
    2. Nancyjam Love in the winter
    3. Debbie Pick Marquette Finding the Bright Side
    4. Debbie Pick Marquette March
    5. Pamusart The Sword
    6. Pamusart The Planet Earth
    7. Barry Penfold Slow Dance with You
    8. YM Roger Always For Now
    9. Arabellesom Mom Truest Love Ever Known
    10. Debbie D’Arcy Lord Bryon
    11. Nicki B Robin Williams
    12. Harry Craft the Cell Phone
    13. Estory in this Autumn Time
    14. Mrs Anna Howard Difficult Decisions
    15. Debbie Pick Marquette Thelma and Louise
    16. Pamusart Your Golden Aura
    17. Rachell Allen Public Face/Private Face
    18. Anonymous Today
    19. Rachael Allen Exceptional Teacher
    20. Debbie D’Arcy Voldymyr Zelensky
    21. Kentucky Sweet Pea My Dogma
    22. Pamusart The Kidnapping
    23. Pamusart the Kidnapping Chapter Two
    24. Pam Respa Rennoved Violinst
    25. Rachael Allen Proud to Be His Daugther
    26. Rick Gardner Wishes to Have
    27. Cecilia A Heiskary Sumatran Orangutan
    28. Cecilia A Heiskary Guiana Red-Face Monkey
    29. Dolly’s Poems the Witching Hour
    30. Kapot Swimming in Pain
    31. Debbie Pick Marquette Men are from Mars, Women from Venus
    32. Miss Merrie This Love
    33. Nancyjam the Meadow
    34. Gypsy Blue Rose Billowing Clouds
    35. Pamusart the Kidnapping Chapter 3
    36. Pamusart Colorful world
    37. Pamusart the World Around Lavenders
    38. Annoymous Maladorous
    39. Tea for Two It Was the Shoes
    40. Tea for Two Wordsmith with Big Faces
    41. Iraven Prayers for Eva
    42. Sally Law Blood Moon and Blood Rain
    43. Jaquelyn Poop Living the Dream, No Thank You
    44. Debi Pick Marquette My Bedroom Window
    45. Debi Pick Marquette Happy St Patrick’s Birthday
    46. Debi Pick Marquette My Bedroom Window
    47. Debi Pick Marquette Happy St Patrick’s Birthday
    48. Rven Prayers for Eva
    49. Jennifer Secret Rendezvous
    50. Sally Law’s Blood Moon and Blood Rain
    51. Jaquelyn Poop Living the Dream, No Thank You
    52. Sanku A New Day
    53. Aiona I Am Photine
    54. Annyomous Too Many Boyfriends For This Is Serious
    55. Annyomous Cary Hope
    56. Annyomous Cicada Watch
    57. Annyomous Ned the Postman
    58. Brad Bennett I Saw A Man Walking Crying
    59. Carasdreams Betrayal
    60. Cullen Bob I Just Want To Leave Things Be
    61. Chris Davies Irish
    62. Iza Dealeanu The Wandering Queen
    63. Dolly’s Poems Graveyard Shift
    64. Cecilia A Heiskary Fun Time
    65. Rick Gardner April Is Today And The Next Day
    66. Brenda Strauser Early Signs Of Spring
    67. Alexandra Trovato Real Love
    68. Rachell Allen’s Perception Of Time
    69. Dolly’s Poems Speak Up: A Sonnet
    70. Jim Vechio   The House Of The Raison Bun
    71. Stu Harrel Columbus Calls To Me
    72. Pam Respa Delicate Blossoms
    73. Gypsy Blue Rose The The Treasure Inside
    74. Rsport Daunting Chasm
    75. Debbie Pick Marquette Regina’s Birthday
    76. Jessizero In Memoriam
    77. Roy Owen Love’s Measure
    78. JLR DO Over
    79. Ricahrd E Parkison Life in an Hourglass
    80. Jamison Brown The Declaration Then and Now
    81. Rama Devi writing rhymes
    82. Rama Devi Extinction
    83. Stoncosos1 Sunset Sleeps
    84. Richard E Parkison Life In an Hourglass
    85. Lancellot An Old Man’s Folly
    86. Clockwise Grief in Gray
    87. Cecillia A Heiskary The Forest
    88. Miss Merri Out of the Winter
    89. Jim Wille Streaming Woe
    90. Jim Wille Trolling the Bureaucrats
    91. Anonymous My Guiding Light
    92. Anonymous Shingles
    93. Beth Shelby Spring Sonnet
    94. Harry Croft A Coast Guard Rescue Swimmer
    95. Dolly’s Poem Bee Business
    96. Dolly’s Poem: Life is Short
    97. Dolly’s Poems Contemp of Youth
    98. Dolly’s Poem: The Arabian Sea
    99. Dolly’s Poem: Shadows Lurk Sonnet
    100. Dolly’s Poems: He Changed
    101. Pearl Edwards Lavender Mist
    102. Pearl Edwards I Remember When
    103. Evilynne, Do You Remember Me
    104. Gypsy Rose Blue When I Look At You
    105. Marylyn Hamilton Monday Mona Lisa
    106. Harmony 13 Before You Speak
    107. Kahpot Misplace Bravery
    108. Kahpot Rain
    109. Cecilia A Heiskary
    110. Shelly Kaye The Forest is Watching
    111. Pookietoo, I Felt Lost
    112. Penofire Dreams
    113. Poem Lover Story Time
    114. Mrs Kt, When Faith is Tested
    115. Samandlancelot Unexpected Outcome
    116. Jessica Wheller Called
    117. Lo Anne Beery, Finally I See Her
    118. Dazed and Confused The Witch’s Jar
    119. Phil Doran Andalusia A Lachesis Poem
    120. Debbie Pick Marquette A Butterfly’s Birthday
    121. Richard Frohm’s Out Last Flight
    122. Jessizero My Lost Love
    123. Beth Shelby Desire for Life’s Best
    124. Zanya Searching
    125. Anonymous Grandkid’s Treasure Chest
    126. Anonymous Aging
    127. Carol Clark First Look
    128. Harambe iz ur Daddy Go Pro
    129. Marlyn Hamilton Dreaming
    130. Ceilia Heiskarry Sneer
    131. Ceilia Heiskarry Harpy Eagle
    132. Debi Pick Marquette
    133. Mintybee Our Silence is Full
    134. Rami Devi Forest Songs and Dances
    135. Brenda Strauser Scavenger Hunt
    136. Alexandra Trovato: Emotions and Writing
    137. Jessica Wheller Witness
    138. Yardier No Reason Why
    139. Anonymous the Serpent’s Kiss
    140. Lo Ann Berry About Me
    141. Blossom Chime Mondays Should be Illegal
    142. Cecilia A Heiskary My Angel Dog
    143. Cecilia A Heiskary Fall’s Coming
    144. Cecilia A Heiskary Venus Fly Trap
    145. Mrs Anna Howard Longing
    146. Dazed and Confused Blooming in the Night
    147. Hitcher Whisphered Words
    148. Rama Devi Book Mirrors
    149. Brenda Straser Tricky Squirell
    150. Jim Wile Goat Yoga
    151. Lo Ann Berry Answers
    152. Jumbo Internal Examination
    153. Mrs KT along the lakeshore
    154. Debbie Pick Marquette Auto-immune Family reunion
    155. Dragon poet feeding faith

    349.               Alexandra Trovato, Answers

    1. Jamison Brown changes
    2. Anonymous A Season In Love
    3. Anonymous If You Cut Us, Do We Not Bleed?
    4. Amy Lynn Child, Mom, and Young Grandmother
    5. Amy Lynn Her Wish
    6. Karenina Emilyn’s Dream
    7. Debbie Pick Marquette Patch and Ruby Become Famous
    8. Debbie Pick Marquette, I see a Dove
    9. Pam Respa Nature’s harmony
    10. Hitcher Queen of the Damn
    11. Debbie Pick Marquette Assassinate
    12. Reso22 Paint Pour
    13. Resso Writer’s Right
    14. Teafor2 Unforgettable and Unforgivable
    15. Annyomous the dead
    16. Christmas candy. (found on Google – author unknown)

    366.            Philip Doran Sepia

    1. Gypsy Blue Rose the Monster Among US
    2. Pearl Edwards Peace in the Mase minute poem
    3. Evilyne, that Magic Moment
    4. Ready to Fly, Hilda the Name
    5. Marlyn Hamilton Fan Story
    6. Cecilia A. Hesikary Halloween Crew
    7. Cecilia A. Hesikary, the Maze
    8. Kahlani Where Serenity Lives
    9. Kahlani, a Harvest Moon
    10. Khapot Acrostic
    11. Debbie Pick Marquette Happy Birthday, Bill
    12. Tea for the Last two
    13. Alexandra Trovato, the Porch Swing
    14. Alexandra Trovato Peace On Earth
    15. Debbie Pick Marquette A Birthday for Debora Dey
    16. Lancelot Inside Her Room
    17. Harmony 13 Getting Through This Life
    18. Iyenocka True Loyalty
    19. Tea for Two Individually and Collectively
    20. Cedar A birthday Tribute to Cedar
    21. Janet Floor Melancholy Day
    22. Mrs Kt To Dance Among the Maple Tees
    23. Sally Law Just the Way You Are
    24. Debbie Pick Marquette My Life in Rhyme
    25. Sammielwf Life on a Potao Farm In Main
    26. Anonymous Never Again
    27. Mrs KT On a Winter’s Morning
    28. Nommi 1331 Ebenezer’s Awakening
    29. Sammielwf the Forgotten
    30. Anonymous Asleep
    31. Anonymous Supergirl
    32. Walt Brown Water, Friend Or Foe
    33. Debbie Pick Marquette Sally And Jack’s 50th
    34. Mrs Anna Howar American Moon
    35. Sammielwf My Aunt Angelina
    36. Alexandra Trovato Animal Court
    37. Themarfbard_Michael Hospice Heroine
    38. L Raven Merry Christmas All
    39. Cogiator Touched By Angel
    40. Cecilia A Heiskrary Angel Dog
    41. Cecilia A Heiskrary Happy Birthday Eean
    42. Debbie Pick Marquette Happy Birthday Kylie

     

     

    David Scheider

     

    David Schnider Footprints in Time

    Did Schinder Soldiers

    David Schinder Together Forever

    David Schinder The all Mighty Threasher Pantoum

     

    Sonnet

    1. Starkafi Romantic Interlude
    2. Shakespear Sonnet for a Poet Grieving

     

     

    Torque Poems

    1. ,Lawrencealot Anxious (Torque)
    2.  Michael Romani September 11, 2018 Big and Vicious

    Tea Cup  Poems

    1. Sheley Keyes ILLUMINATION (5 syllables)
    2. Sheley Keyes Chatoyant (3
    3. Sheley Keyes Poetry (3
    4. Sheley Keyes Fuddy-duddy (4)
    5. Christmas Angel

     

    The White Book Poems by Han Kang

     

    Spring

    Door

    Swadlling Bands

    Newborn Gown

    Moon Shape Rice Cake

    Fog

    White City

    Certain Objects

    The Direction of the Light

    Breast Milk

    She

    Candle

    She

    Rime

    Frost

    Wings

    Fist

    Snow

    Snow Flakes

    Perpetual Snow

    Wave

    Sleet

    White Dog

    Blizzard

    Ashes

    Salt

    Moon

    Lace Curtain

    Breath Cloud

    White Bird

    Hankerchief

    Milky Wave

    Laughing Whitely

    Yulan

    Small White Pills

    Sugar Cubes

    Lights

    A Thousand Points of Silver

    Glittering

    White Pebble

    White Bone

    Sand

    White Hair

    Clouds

    Incandescent Bulb

    White Nights

    Island of Light

    Black Writing Through White paper

    Scattering

    TO the Stillness

    Bondary

    Reedbed

    White Butterfly

    Spirit

    Rice Raw and Cook

    All Whiteness

    Your Eyes

    Shroud

    Onni

    Like a Clutch of Words Strewn Over White Petals

    Morning robes

    Smoke

    Silence

    Lower Teeth

    Parting

    All Whiteness

     

    Korean Literature of Washington

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

    End Poetry

     

     

     

     

    Begin Harvard Classics

     

    Harvard Classics

     

    The volumes are:

    Bolded read

     

     (1) Franklin, Woolman, Penn

     (2) Plato, Epictetus,

     Marcus, Aurelius Meditations

    (3) Bacon,

    Milton’s Prose,

    Thomas Browne

    (4) Complete Poems in English: Milton

    (5) Essays and English Traits: Emerson (

    6) Poems and Songs: Burns (7)

    Confessions of St. Augustine. Imitation of Christ

    (8) Nine Greek Dramas (9)

    Letters and Treatises of Cicero

    Pliny

    (10) Wealth of Nations: Adam Smith

    (11) Origin of Species: Darwin

    (12) Plutarch’s Lives (13)

     Aeneid Virgil (14)

    Don Quixote Part 1: Cervantes

    (15) Pilgrim’s Progress. Donne

    Herbert. Bunyan, Walton

    (16) The Thousand and One Night

    (17) Folk-Lore and Fable. Aesop, Grimm,

    Andersen

    Hans Christian Anderson’s Fairy Tales

    (18) Modern English Drama

    (19) Faust,

    Egmont Etc.

    Doctor Faustus,

    Goethe,

    Marlowe

    (20) The Divine Comedy: Dante

    (21) I Promessi

    Sposi,

    Manzoni

    (22) The Odyssey: Homer

    (23) Two Years Before Mast. Dana

    (24) On the Sublime French Revolution Etc. Burke

    (25) Autobiography Etc. Essays and Addresses: J.S. Mill,

    1. Carlyle

    (26) Continental Drama

    (27) English Essays: Sidney to Macaulay

    (28) Essays. English and American

    (29) Voyage of the Beagle: Darwin (

    30) Faraday,

    Helmholtz,

    Kelvin,

    Newcomb,

    Geikie

    (31) Autobiography: Benvenuto, Cellini

    (32) Literary and Philosophical Essays:

    Montaigne,

    Sainte Beuve,

    Renan,

    Lessing,

    Schiller,

    Kant,

    Mazzini

    (33) Voyages and Travels

    (34) Descartes,

    Voltaire,

    Rousseau,

    Hobbes

    (35) Chronicle and Romance:

    Froissart,

    Malory,

    Holinshed (36)

    Machiavelli, the Prince

    More,

    Luther

    (37) Locke,

    Berkeley,

    Hume

    (38) Harvey,

    Jenner,

    Lister,

    Pasteur

    (39) Famous Prefaces

    (40) English Poetry 1: Chaucer to Gray

    (41) English Poetry 2: Collins to Fitzgerald

    (42) English Poetry 3: Tennyson to Whitman

    (43) American Historical Documents

    Federalist Papers

    Constitution

    Bill of Rights

    Declaration of Indepedence

    (44) Sacred Writings 1

    (45) Sacred Writings 2

    The Bible

    The Quaran

    The Analect of Confucius

    Mencius

    Buddist Writing

    Bhaga Vita

    Lao Tzo The Tao

     

    (46) Elizabethan Drama 1

    (47) Elizabethan Drama 2

    (48) Thoughts and Minor Works: Pascal

    (49) Epic and Saga (

    50) Introduction, Readers Guide,

     

    50 Books to Read Before You Die

    Vol 1 starts with Volume One


    Alcott, Louisa May: Little Women
    Austen, Jane: Pride and Prejudice
    Austen, Jane: Emma
    Balzac, Honoré de: Father Goriot
    Barbusse, Henri: The Inferno
    Brontë, Anne: The Tenant of Wildfell Hall
    Brontë, Charlotte: Jane Eyre
    Brontë, Emily: Wuthering Heights
    Burroughs, Edgar Rice: Tarzan of the Apes
    Butler, Samuel: The Way of All Flesh
    Carroll, Lewis: Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland
    Cather, Willa: My Ántonia
    Cervantes, Miguel de: Don Quixote

    Chopin, Kate: The Awakening
    Cleland, John: Fanny Hill
    Collins, Wilkie: The Moonstone
    Conrad, Joseph: Heart of Darkness
    Conrad, Joseph: Nostromo
    Cooper, James Fenimore: The Last of the Mohicans
    Crane, Stephen: The Red Badge of Courage
    Cummings, E. E.: The Enormous Room
    Defoe, Daniel: Robinson Crusoe
    Defoe, Daniel: Moll Flanders
    Dickens, Charles: Bleak House
    Dickens, Charles: Great Expectations
    Dostoyevsky, Fyodor: Crime and Punishment
    Dostoyevsky, Fyodor: The Idiot
    Doyle, Arthur Conan: The Hound of the Baskervilles
    Dreiser, Theodore: Sister Carrie
    Dumas, Alexandre: The Three Musketeers
    Dumas, Alexandre: The Count of Monte Cristo
    Eliot, George: Middlemarch

    Fielding, Henry: Tom Jones
    Flaubert, Gustave: Madame Bovary
    Flaubert, Gustave: Sentimental Education
    Ford, Ford Madox: The Good Soldier
    Forster, E. M.: A Room With a View
    Forster, E. M.: Howard End
    Gaskell, Elizabeth: North and South
    Goethe, Johann Wolfgang von: The Sorrows of Young Werther

    Gogol, Nikolai: Dead Souls
    Gorky, Maxim: The Mother
    Haggard, H. Rider: King Solomon’s Mines
    Hardy, Thomas: Tess of the D’Urbervilles
    Hawthorne, Nathaniel: The Scarlet Letter
    Homer: The Odyssey
    Hugo, Victor: The Hunchback of Notre Dame
    Hugo, Victor: Les Misérables

    Huxley, Aldous: Crome Yellow
    James, Henry: The Portrait of a Lady

     

    Volume 2


    – Little Women [Louisa May Alcott]
    – Sense and Sensibility [Jane Austen]
    – Peter Pan (Peter and Wendy) [J.M. Barrie]

    – Cabin Fever [ B. M. Bower]
    – The Secret Garden [Frances Hodgson Burnett]
    – A Little Princess [Frances Hodgson Burnett]
    – Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland [Lewis Carroll]
    – The King in Yellow [Robert William Chambers]
    – The Man Who Knew Too Much [Gilbert Keith Chesterton]

    – The Woman in White [Wilkie Collins]
    – The Most Dangerous Game [Richard Connell]
    – Robinson Crusoe [Daniel Defoe]
    – On the Origin of Species, 6th Edition [Charles Darwin]
    – The Iron Woman [Margaret Deland]
    – David Copperfield [Charles Dickens]
    – Oliver Twist [Charles Dickens]
    – A Tale of Two Cities [Charles Dickens]
    – The Double [Fyodor Mikhailovich Dostoyevsky]
    The Memoirs of Sherlock Holmes [Arthur Conan Doyle]
    – The Curious Case of Benjamin Button [Francis Scott Fitzgerald]
    – A Room with a View [E. M. Forster]
    – Dream Psychology [Sigmund Freud]
    – Tess of the d’Urbervilles [Thomas Hardy]
    – Siddhartha [Hermann Hesse]
    – Dubliners [James Joyce]
    – The Fall of the House of Usher [Edgar Allan Poe]

    – The Arabian Nights [Andrew Lang]
    – The Sea Wolf [Jack London]
    – The Call of Cthulhu [Howard Phillips Lovecraft]
    – Anne of Green Gables [Lucy Maud Montgomery]
    – Beyond Good and Evil [Friedrich Wilhelm Nietzsche]
    – The Murders in the Rue Morgue [Edgar Allan Poe]
    – The Black Cat [Edgar Allan Poe]
    – The Raven [Edgar Allan Poe]

    – Swann’s Way [Marcel Proust]
    – Romeo and Juliet [William Shakespeare]
    – Treasure Island [Robert Louis Stevenson]
    – The Elements of Style [William Strunk Jr.

     

    Vol 3  finished keeping for the historical record

     

    This book contains the following works arranged alphabetically by authors’ last names.

    Starting with volume 3 then will go back and do volumes one, two, and the Harvard classics. The goal is to finish all of these by the end of next year.  I almost finished Volume One.  Will do some of the WC reading books as well.

    – What’s Bred in the Bone [Grant Allen]
    – The Golden Ass [Lucius Apuleius]
    – Meditations [Marcus Aurelius]
    – Northanger Abbey [Jane Austen]
    – Lady Susan [Jane Austen]
    – The Wonderful Wizard of Oz [Lyman Frank Baum]
    – The Art of Public Speaking [Dale Breckenridge Carnegie]
    – The Blazing World [Margaret Cavendish]
    – The Wisdom of Father Brown [Gilbert Keith Chesterton]
    – Heretics [Gilbert Keith Chesterton]
    – The Donnington Affair [Gilbert Keith Chesterton]
    – The Innocence of Father Brown [Gilbert Keith Chesterton]
    – Fanny Hill: Memoirs of a Woman of Pleasure [John Cleland]
    – The Moonstone [Wilkie Collins]
    – Lord Jim [Joseph Conrad]
    – The Further Adventures of Robinson Crusoe [Daniel Defoe]
    – The Pickwick Papers [Charles Dickens]
    – A Christmas Carol [Charles Dickens]
    – Notes From The Underground [Fyodor Mikhailovich Dostoyevsky]
    – The Gambler par Fyodor [Mikhailovich Dostoyevsky]
    – The Lost World [Arthur Conan Doyle]
    – The Hound of the Baskervilles [Arthur Conan Doyle]
    – The Sign of the Four [Arthur Conan Doyle]
    – The Man in the Iron Mask [Alexandre Dumas]
    – The Three Musketeers [Alexandre Dumas]
    – This Side of Paradise [Francis Scott Fitzgerald]
    – Curious, If True: Strange Tales [Elizabeth Cleghorn Gaskell]
    – King Solomon’s Mines [Henry Rider Haggard]
    – The Hunchback of Notre Dame [Victor Hugo]
    – Kim [Rudyard Kipling]
    – Captain Courageous [Rudyard Kipling]
    – The Jungle Book [Rudyard Kipling]
    – Lady Chatterley’s Lover [David Herbert Lawrence]
    – The Son of the Wolf [Jack London]
    – The Einstein Theory of Relativity [Hendrik Antoon Lorentz]
    – The Dunwich Horror [Howard Phillips Lovecraft]
    – At the Mountains of Madness [Howard Phillips Lovecraft]
    – The Prince [Niccolò Machiavelli]
    – The Story Girl [Lucy Maud Montgomery]
    – The Antichrist [Friedrich Wilhelm Nietzsche]
    – The Republic [Plato]
    – The Last Man [Mary Shelley]
    – Life On The Mississippi [Mark Twain]
    – The Kama Sutra [Vatsyayana]
    – In the Year 2889 [Jules Verne]
    – Around the World in Eighty Days [Jules Verne]
    – Four Just Men [Edgar Wallace]
    – Ben-Hur: A Tale of the Christ [Lewis Wallace]
    – Jacob’s Room [Virginia Woolf]

     

    Best American Science Fiction and Fantasy 2025

     

    Caroline M Yanchen We Would Teach You How To Read.

    Rachale Swirsky The Cat

    Olivia Blake, The Audit.

    Keji Johnson. Country Birds.

    Tatiya Oberb Flock Them Kids.

    SI Huaag, The River Judge

    .Charlie. Saint George. The Weight Of Your Own Ashes.

    Xavier Garcia An Ode To The.Minor Arcana in a Tripple Flow

    Kathryin Ross. The Forgotten Room.

    Dominique Dickey, Look At The Moon.

    Isabel Kim, Why Don’t We Just Kill The Kid?

    Jennifer Hudock, The Witch Trap.

    Susan Palwick Yarns.

    Pemmie Aguda The Wonders Of The World

    TJ Klune Reduce, Reduce, Reuse, Recycle.

    Tannarive Due  A Stranger Knocks?

    Thomas Hardy, The Sort.

    Russell Nichols What Happened To The Crooners? Adam Troy Castro, The 3420 Third Laws Of Robotics.

    Joe Hill Ushers.

     

    Sci-Fi short stories

     

    The Big Book of Science Fiction is a massive anthology of science fiction stories edited by Ann and Jeff VanderMeer. It covers the history and evolution of the genre from the early 20th century to the end of the millennium, featuring works from over 30 countries and many languages. The book contains 105 stories, ranging from classics by H.G. Wells, Arthur C. Clarke, and Ursula K. Le Guin, to lesser-known gems by W.E.B. Du Bois, David R. Bunch, and Liu Cixin. The book also includes comments from the editors and the authors, offering insights into their creative process and vision. The book is divided into 11 sections, each with a thematic focus and chronological order.

    Here is the table of contents for the book1:

    Goal read one to five per week alternating with Kindle classics and reading poetry collections finish by end of the year

     

    Introduction: Ann and Jeff VanderMeer

    The Lens of Time: Science Fiction as a Way of Seeing

    H.G. Wells: “The Star” (1897)

    Lu Xun: “The New Overworld” (1902)

    Sultana’s Dream: Rokeya Sakhawat Hossain (1905)

    Albert Robida: “The Triumph of Mechanics” (1908)

    Miguel de Unamuno: “Mechanopolis” (1913)

    W.E.B. Du Bois: “The Comet” (1920)

    Claude Farrère: “The Fate of the Poseidonia” (1923)

    Edmond Hamilton: “The Star Stealers” (1929)

    David H. Keller: “The Lost Language” (1934)

    Stanislaw Lem: “Solaris” (1961) excerpt

    Jorge Luis Borges: “Tlön, Uqbar, Orbis Tertius” (1940)

    Cixin Liu: “The Poetry Cloud” (1997)

    Invasions

    Edgar Rice Burroughs: “A Princess of Mars” (1912) excerpt

    Leslie F. Stone: “The Conquest of Gola” (1931)

    Stanley G. Weinbaum: “A Martian Odyssey” (1934)

    John W. Campbell Jr.: “Who Goes There?” (1938)

    Ray Bradbury: “Dark They Were, and Golden-Eyed” (1949)

    Katherine MacLean: “Pictures Don’t Lie” (1951)

    William Tenn: “The Liberation of Earth” (1953)

    J.G. Ballard: “The Voices of Time” (1960)

    Dino Buzzati: “Catastrophe” (1966)

    James Tiptree Jr.: “And I Awoke and Found Me Here on the Cold Hill’s Side” (1972)

    Joanna Russ: “When It Changed” (1972)

    Arkady & Boris Strugatsky: “The Spontaneous Reflex” (1973) excerpt

    Octavia Butler: “Bloodchild” (1984)

    James Patrick Kelly: “Think Like a Dinosaur” (1995)

    Monsters

    H.P. Lovecraft: “The Dunwich Horror” (1929)

    Ray Bradbury: “The Foghorn” (1951)

    Jerome Bixby: “It’s a Good Life” (1953)

    Julio Cortázar: “Axolotl” (1956)

    J.G. Ballard: “The Drowned Giant” (1964)

    R.A. Lafferty: “Nine Hundred Grandmothers” (1966)

    Terry Carr: “The Dance of the Changer and the Three” (1968)

    Harlan Ellison®: “I Have No Mouth, and I Must Scream” (1967)

    Lisa Tuttle & George R.R. Martin: “The Storms of Windhaven” (1975)

    John Varley: “Air Raid” (1977)

    William Gibson: “New Rose Hotel” (1984)

    Ted Chiang: “Story of Your Life” (1998)

    Experiments

    Alfred Jarry: “Elements of Pataphysics” (1911)

    Karel Čapek: “R.U.R.” (1920) excerpt

    Stanisław Lem: “How Erg the Self-Inducting Slew a Paleface” (1955)

    William S. Burroughs: “Excerpt from Naked Lunch” (1959)

    J.G. Ballard: “Chronopolis” (1960)

    Philip K. Dick: “Beyond Lies the Wub” (1952)

    Boris Vian: “Froth on the Daydream” (1947) excerpt

    Joanna Russ: “Useful Phrases for the Tourist” (1970)

    George Alec Effinger: “Two Sadnesses” (1973)

    John Sladek: “Solar Shoe Salesman” (1974)

    Dafydd ab Hugh: “The Coon Rolled Down and Ruptured His Larinks, A Squeezed Novel by Mr. Skunk” (1986)

    Generation Ships

    Don Wilcox: “The Voyage That Lasted 600 Years” (1940)

    Judith Merril: “Daughters of Earth” (1952)

    Brian W. Aldiss: “Non-Stop” (1958) excerpt

    Robert Silverberg: “Sundance” (1969)

    Pamela Zoline: “The Heat Death of the Universe” (1967)

    Gene Wolfe: “A Cabin on the Coast” (1984)

    Bruce Sterling: “Swarm” (1982)

    Geoff Ryman: “The Unconquered Country” (1984)

    New Worlds

    Cordwainer Smith: “Alpha Ralpha Boulevard” (1961)

    Samuel R. Delany: “Aye, and Gomorrah …” (1967)

    Ursula K. Le Guin: “Vaster Than Empires and Slower” (1971)

    James Tiptree Jr.: “Houston, Houston, Do You Read?” (1976)

    Frederik Pohl: “The Gold at the Starbow’s End” (1972)

    Angélica Gorodischer: “Of Navigators and Traitors” (1973) excerpt

    John Crowley: “Snow” (1985)

    Iain M. Banks: “A Gift from the Culture” (1987)

    Greg Egan: “Learning to Be Me” (1990)

    Future War

    Jack London: “The Unparalleled Invasion” (1910)

    Edward Bulwer-Lytton: “The Coming Race” (1871) excerpt

    George Griffith: “The War of the Viruses” (1895)

    Philip Francis Nowlan: “Armageddon 2419 A.D.” (1928)

    E.E. “Doc” Smith: “The Skylark of Space” (1928) excerpt

    Olaf Stapledon: “Star Maker” (1937) excerpt

    Robert A. Heinlein: “Solution Unsatisfactory” (1941)

    C.M. Kornbluth: “Two Dooms” (1958)

    Joe Haldeman: “Hero” (1972)

    Harry Harrison: “The Streets of Ashkelon” (1962)

    David R. Bunch: “Moderan” (1967)

    Harlan Ellison®: “A Boy and His Dog” (1969)

    James S.A. Corey: “Rates of Change” (2011)

    Virtual Reality

    Stanisław Lem: “The Seventh Sally or How Trurl’s Own Perfection Led to No Good” (1965)

    Philip K. Dick: “We Can Remember It for You Wholesale” (1966)

    John Brunner: “The Vitanuls” (1967)

    Roger Zelazny: “For a Breath I Tarry” (1966)

    Robert Silverberg: “Passengers” (1968)

    Rudy Rucker: “Software” (1982) excerpt

    William Gibson: “Burning Chrome” (1982)

    Pat Cadigan: “Pretty Boy Crossover” (1986)

    Neal Stephenson: “Snow Crash” (1992) excerpt

    Humanity 2.0

    Olaf Stapledon: “Odd John” (1935) excerpt

    C.L. Moore: “No Woman Born” (1944)

    Cordwainer Smith: “Scanners Live in Vain” (1950)

    Algis Budrys: “Who?” (1955)

    James Blish: “Surface Tension” (1952)

    Gregory Benford: “Blood Music” (1983)

    Bruce Sterling: “Mozart in Mirrorshades” (1985)

    Vernor Vinge: “True Names” (1981)

    Ted Chiang: “Understand” (1991)

    Alien Minds

    Arthur C. Clarke: “The Sentinel” (1951)

    Isaac Asimov: “The Last Question” (1956)

    Clifford D. Simak: “Desertion” (1944)

    James H. Schmitz: “Grandpa” (1955)

    Frank Herbert: “Try to Remember!” (1961)

    Philip José Farmer: “Sail On! Sail On!” (1952)

    Stanisław Lem: “Solaris” (1961) excerpt

    Arkady & Boris Strugatsky: “Roadside Picnic” (1972) excerpt

    Karen Joy Fowler & Pat Murphy: “Rachel in Love” (1987)

    Ian McDonald: “The Tear” (2008)

    Walter M Miller, Jr After the End

    Penguin Anthology of Twentieth Century Poetry

     

    BOLD read

     

    Edward Lee Masters.

    The Hil

    Fiddler. Jones,

    Petite the Poet

     

    Edwin Arlington Robinson

    Miniver Cheevy

    Mr. Flood’s Party.

     

    James Weldon Johnson

    The Creation

    Paul Laurence  Dunbar.

     

    The Poet

    Life

    Life’s Trajedy

     

    Robert Frost.

    The Death Of The Hired Man.

    Mending Wall.

    Birches

              Stopping By The Woods On A Snowy Evening.

              Tree In My Window.

    Directive.

    Amy Lowell

    Patterns.

     

    Getrude Stein

    Susie Asado.

    From Tender Buttons A Box.

     From Tender Buttons, A Plate.

     

    Alice Moore Dunbar Nelson

    I sit and sew .

    Carl Sandburg.

    Grass.

    Cahoots.

     

    Wallace Stevens.

    Peter Quince at the Clavier.

    Disillusionment of 10:00.

    13 Ways Of Looking At A Blackbird.

              Emperor Of Ice Cream.

    A Mere  Being.

    Angelina Weld Grimke

    Fragment.

    William Carlos Williams.

    Tact.

               Dance Ruse

    The Yachts.

    From Apostlethat Greeny  Flower Book 1, Lines 1 To 92.

     

    Sarah Teasdale.

    Moonlight.

    There Will Come Soft Rains.

     

    Erza Pound

    The Jewel Stairs Grievance.

    The River Merchants Wife Letter.

    In A Station At The Metro.

    Hugh  Selwyn Mulberry.

    From Conto. 56 Libretto Yet Ere This Season Died A Cold

     

    Hilda Doolittle, HD.

    Sea Rose.

    The Helen.

    From The Walls Do Not Fall An Incident Here And There.

    From Hermeneutic Definition Red Rose And A Beggar. Why Did You Come?

    Take Me Anywhere.

    Venicc. Venus.

     

    Robinson, Jeffers.

    Gala in April.

    Shine, Perishing Republic.

    Cloudss at Evening.

    Credo

    Mararane Moore

    Fish.

    Poetry.

    Poetry.

     

    TS, Elliott.

    Love Song of J Alfred Prufrock

     The Wasteland.

     

    Claude McKay.

              If We Must Die.

    Harlem Dancer.

     

    Archibald MacLeash,

              Arts Poetica 

    Edna, Saint Vincent Millay.

    First Fig

    Recuerdo

    E E Cummings.

    In Just.

    Buffalo Bill

    The Cambridge Ladies Have Lived In Furnished Souls.

    Next To, Of Course, God, America.

    Somewhere I’ve Never Travelled Gladly Beyond.

    Rpophessagr

    Gene Toomor.

    Reapers.

    November Cotton Flowers.

    Portrait in Georgia.

    Louise Bogan

    Medusa.

    New moon.

    Melvin B Tolson

    Dark Symphony.

    From Harlem Gallery PSI Black Boys, Let Me Get Up From The White Man’s Table.

     

    Hart Crane

    From the Bridge

    Poem to Brooklyn Bridge

    From 11  Powhatan’s Daughter the River.

     

    Robert Francis.

    Silent Poem

    Langston Hughes

    Nego speaks of rivers.

    I, Too.

    Dreams Boogie.

    Harlem

    Countee Cullan

    Incident

    To John Keats Poet at Springtime

    Yes I Do Marvel

    From the Dark Tower

    Stanley Kutitz

    Father and Son

    The Protrait

    Touch Me

    WH Auden

    Mussee Des Beaux Arts

    Epitah on a Tryant

    Theordore Roethke

    My Papa’s Waltz

    The Waking

    In a Dark Time

     

    Charles Olson.

    From The Maximum Poems One Maximum Of Gloucester To You.

    The Distances.

    Elizabeth Bishop.

    The Fish

    Sestina

    First Death In Nova Scotia.

    Visit  To Saint Elizabeths.

    One Art.

    Robert Hayden.

    Morning Poem For The Queen Of Sunday.

    Those Winter Sundays.

    Frederick Douglass.

    Middle Passage.

    Muriel  Rukeyser?

    Effort At Speech Between Two People.         ‘

    Then I Saw What The Calling  Was.

    The Poem as Mask

    Delmore  Swartz.

    The Heavy Bear Who Goes With Me.

    John Barryman.

    From Dream Songs.

    Feeling Your Compact And Delicious Body. ‘

    Life, Friends, Is Boring. We Must Not Say So.

    There Shut Down Once.  ‘

    This World Is Gradually Becoming A Place.

    Henry’sUnderstanding

     

    Randall, Jarell.

    90 North.

    The Death Of The Bell Turret Gunner.

    The Woman At The Washington Zoo.

    Next Day.

    Weldon Kees.

    To My Daughter?

     

    Dudley Randall

    A Different Image

    William Stafford.

    Traveling Through The Dark.

    At The Bomb Testing Site.

     

    Ruth Stone.

    Scars.

    Margaret Walker.

    For My People

    Gwendolyn Brooks.

    The Mother.

    A Song In The Front Yard.         ‘

    The Bean Eaters

    The Lovers Of The Poor.

    We  Real Cool.      ‘

    The Blackstone Rangers.

     

    Robert Lowell.

    To Speak Of Woe That Is In Marriage.

    Skunk Hour .

    For The Union Dead.

    Robert Duncan.

    Often I’m Permitted To Return To A Medow.

    My Mother Would Be A Falconress

    Lawrence Ferlinghetti

    Populist Manifesto.

    William Meredith.

    Parents. Howard Nemeroff.

    Because You Asked About The Line Between Prose And Poetry.

    Hayden Caruth.

    The  Hyacinth Gardens In Brooklyn.

    August 1945.

    Richard Wilber

    Love Calls Us to the Things of This World

    Cottage Street

    The Writer

    James Dickey

    The Sheep Child

    Alan Duncan.

    Love song I And Thou

    Anthony Act.

    More light, More light.

    Richard Hugo.

    The Degrees of Gray in Phillipsburg.

    The Freaks at Spring General Rd. Field.

    Dennis Levertov.

    The Unwritten Poem

    Cademon.

    Swan in Falling snow.

    Who is Simpson?

    American Poetry.

    Carolyn Kaiser.

    A Muse of water.

    Kenneth Koch.

    Fresh air.

    Permanently.

    Maxine Coleman.

    Morning Swim.

    How Is It?

    Gerald Stern.

    Behaving Like A Jew.

    The Dancing.

    Another Insane Devotion.

    AR Ammons.

    The City Limits.

    Corson Inlet.

    Robert Blye.

    Snowfall In The Afternoon.

    Driving Into Town Late To Mail A Letter.

    Walking From Sleep.

    Robert Creeley.

    The Flower.

    I Know A Man.

    The Language.

    The Rain.

    Bresson’s Movies.

    James Merrill.

    Victor Dog.

    Frank O’Hara New York School.

    Steps.

    Poem Lana Turner Has Collapsed.

    The Day Lady Died.

    John Ashberry. New York School

    Some Trees.

    Self-Portrait In A Convex Mirror.

    What Is Poetry?

    Galway, Kennel.

    The Bear.`

    After Making Love, We Hear Footsteps.

    Saint Francis And The Soul.

    Ws Merwin.

    Air.

    For The Anniversary Of My Death.

    Yesterday.

    Chord .

    James Wright.

    A Blessing.

    Autumn  Begins In Martins Ferry, Oh.

    Lying In A Hammock At William Duffy’s Farm In Pine Island, Mn.

    In Response To The Rumor That Otis Warehouse In Wheeling, Wv Has Been Condemned.

    Donald Hall.

    My Son, My Executioner.

    Digging.

    Philip Levine.

    Animals Are Passing From Our Lives.

    They Feed They Lion.

    You Can Have It.

    The  Simple Truth.

     

    Anne Sexton.

    Her Kind

    Adoption.

    Waiting To Die.

    In Celebration Of My Uterus.

    Rowing

    Adrienne Rich.

    Orion

    Planetarium.

    A Valedictorian Forbidding Mourning.

    From 21 Love Poems 13 The Rules Of Break Like A Thermometer.

    Gregory Corso.

    Marriage

    Gary Snyder.

    Hay, For The Horses.

    Riprap.

    Mid August As Sourdough Mountain Lookout.

    Dereck  Walcott.

    A Far Cry From Africa.

    Sea Grapes.

    Find The Schooner Flight Part 11 After The Storm. There’s A Fresh Light That Follows.

    The Light Of The World.

    From Omeros Book. 7. 44 I Sing Of Quiet,Achiles, Afrolabe’s Son.

    Miller Williams.

    Let Me tell you.

    Etheridge Knight

    Idea Of Ancestry.

    Amira Baraka, Leroy Jones.

    Preface To A 20 Volume Suicide Note.

    Agony As Now.

    SOS.

    Black Art.

    Ted Berrigon .

    Wrong Rain.

    A Final Sonnet

    Andre Lorde.

    Power.

    Sonia Sanchez.

    Poetry at 30.

    Mark Strand.

    The Prediction.

    The Night, The Porch.

    Russell Edson.

    A Stone Is Nobody’s.

     

    Mary Oliver.

    Singapore.

    The Summer’s Day.

    Charles Wright.

    Reunion.

    Dead Color.

    California Dreaming.

    Lucile  Clifton.

    Homage To My Hips.

    At Least At Last We Killed The Roaches.

    The Death Of Fry, Alfred Clifton.

    To My Last.

    June, Jordan.

    Home About My Rights.

    Frederick Seidel.

    1968.

    CK Williams.

    Find My Window.

    Blades

    Tynan Wilkowski.’

    The Mechanic.

    Michael S Harper.

    Dear John. Dear Coltrane.

    Last Affair. Bessies Blues Song.

    Grandfather.

    Nightmare Begins Responsibility.

    Charles Simik .

    Stone.

    Fork.

    Classic Ballroom Dances.

    Paula Gunn Allen.

     

    Grandmother.

    Frank Bidart.

    Ellen West.

    Carl Dennis.

    Spring Letter.

    Two Or Three Wishes.

    Stephen Dunn.

    Allegory Of The Cave.

    Tucson.

    Robert Pensky.

    History Of My Heart.

    The Questions.

    Samurai Song.

    James Welch.

    Christmas Comes To Moccasin Flat.

    Billy Collins.

    Introduction To Poetry.

    The Dead.

    Toi Derricote .

    Allen Ginsberg.

    The Weakness.

    Stephen Dobyns.

    How To Like It?

    Lullaby.

    Robert Hass.

    Song.

    That Photographer?

    Return Of Robinson Jeffers.

    Lyn Hejinian

    From My Life trim With Colored Ribbons.

    BH  Fairchild.

    The Machinist Teaching His Daughter To Play The Piano.

    Haik R Madhubuti Don L Lee.

    But He Was Cool Or Even Stopped For Green Lights.

    Upon To Compliment Other Poems.

    William Matthews.

    In Memory Of The Utah Stars.

    The  Accompanist

    . Sharon Olds

    The Language Of The Brag.

    The Lifting.

    Henry Taylor.

    Barbed Wire.

    Tess Gallagher.

    Black, Silver.

    Under Stars.

    Michael Palmer.

    I Do Not.

    James Tate.

    The Lost  Pilot.

    Norman Dubie.

    Elizabeth War With The Christmas Bear.

    The Funeral.

    Carol Muske Dukes,.

    August, Los Angeles Lullaby.

    Kay Ryan.

    Turtle

    Bestiary

    Larry Levis.

    Childhood Ideogram

    Winter Stars

    Adrian C Lousis

    Looking For Judas

    How much lux?

    The People of the Other  Village.

    Marilyn Nelson.

    The Ballad of Aunt Geneva.

    Star Fix.

    Run Stilleman

    Albany

    AI

    Cuba 1963

    The Kid

    Finished

    Yusef Komunyakaa

    Thanks

    To Do Street

    Facing It

    Nude Interogation

    Nathaniel Mc Kay

    Song of the Aduumboulou

    Gregory Orr

    Gathering the Bones Together

    Two Lines From the Brother Grimm

    Origin of the Marble Forrest

    Robert Hill Whiteman

    Reaching Yellow River

    Albert Goldbarth

    Away

    Heather Mc Hugh

    Language Lesson 1976

    What He Thought

    Leslie Marmon Silko

    In  Cold Storm Light

    Olga Boumas

    Calypso

    Victor Hernadez Soul

    Latin and Soul

    Jane Miller

    Miami Heart

    David St. James

    Iris

    CD Wright

    Why Ralph Refuses to Dance

    Girl Friend Poe # 3

    Crescent

    Carolyn Forche

    Taking Off My Clothes

    Jorie Graham

    San Sepolcro

    Marie Howe

    What the Living Do

    Joy Harjo

    She Had Some Horses

    My House is Red Earth

    Garret Honjo

    The Legend

    Andrew  Hugins

    Beggoten

    We Were Simply Talking

    Brigit Peggen Kelly

    Imaging Their Own Hyms

    Song

    Paul Muldoon

    Meeting the British

    Errata

    The Throwback

    Judith Orez Coffer

    Quinceanera

    Rita Dove

    Parsley

    Day Star

    After Reading Mikey in the Night Kitchen for the Third Time Before Bed

    Alice Fulton

    Our Calling

    Barbara Hamby

    Thinking of Galileo

    Hatred

    Mark Jarman

    Unholy Sonnet

    Naomi Shihab Nye

    The Traveling Onion

    Arabic

    Wedding Cake

    Alberto Rios

    Nani

    England Finally like My Mother Always Said We Would

    Laurie Sheck

    Nocturne Blue Waves

    The Unfinished

    Gary Sotto

    Field Poem

    Oranges

    Black Hair

    Susan Stewart

    Yellow Star and Ice

    The Forrest

    Mark Dotty

    Brillance

    Esta Noche

    Bill’s Story

    Harryette Mullen

    Black Nikes

    Franz Wright

    Alcohol

    Lorna Dee Cervantes

    To My Brother

    Love of My Flesh, Living Death

    Sandra Cisneros.

    My Wicked, Wicked Ways.

    Little Clowns, My Heart.

    Cornelius, Eady.

    Jack Johnson Does The Eagle Rock.

    Crows In A Strong Wind.

    I’m A Fool To Love You.

     

    Louise Eldritch

    .         Indian Boarding School. The Runaways.

    David Mason.

    Spooning.

    Marilyn Chin.

    How I Got That Name?

    Compose Near The Bay Bridge

    The Survivor

    Cathy Song .

    The Youngest Daughter.

    Ann Finch.

    Another Reluctance.

    Insert

    Lee Young Lee.

    The Gift

    Eating Together.

    Carl Phillips

    Our Lady

    As From a Quiver of Arrows

    Nick Flynn

    Bag of Mice

    Cartoon Physics

    Elizabeth Alexander

    The Viena Hott not

    Reetika Vazirani

    From White Elephants

    A million Balconies

    Train Windows

    Sherman Alexie

    What the Orphan Inherits

    The Pow Wow at the End of the World

    Natasha Trethewey

    Hot Combs

    Amateur Fighter

    Flounder

    A E Stallings

    The Tantrum

    Joana Klink

    Spare

    Brenda Shaughnessy

    Post feminism

    Your One Good Dress

    Kevin Young

    Quivira City Limits

    Everywhere is Out of Town

    Whatever You Want

    Terrance Hayes

    At Pegasus

    Lady Sings the Blues

    Sci-Fi short stories

     

    The Big Book of Science Fiction is a massive anthology of science fiction stories edited by Ann and Jeff VanderMeer. It covers the history and evolution of the genre from the early 20th century to the end of the millennium, featuring works from over 30 countries and many languages. The book contains 105 stories, ranging from classics by H.G. Wells, Arthur C. Clarke, and Ursula K. Le Guin, to lesser-known gems by W.E.B. Du Bois, David R. Bunch, and Liu Cixin. The book also includes comments from the editors and the authors, offering insights into their creative process and vision. The book is divided into 11 sections, each with a thematic focus and a chronological order.

    Here is the table of contents for the book1:

    Introduction: Ann and Jeff VanderMeer

    The Lens of Time: Science Fiction as a Way of Seeing

    H.G. Wells: “The Star” (1897)

    Lu Xun: “The New Overworld” (1902)

    Sultana’s Dream: Rokeya Sakhawat Hossain (1905)

    Albert Robida: “The Triumph of Mechanics” (1908)

    Miguel de Unamuno: “Mechanopolis” (1913)

    W.E.B. Du Bois: “The Comet” (1920)

    Claude Farrère: “The Fate of the Poseidonia” (1923)

    Edmond Hamilton: “The Star Stealers” (1929)

    David H. Keller: “The Lost Language” (1934)

    Stanislaw Lem: “Solaris” (1961) excerpt

    Jorge Luis Borges: “Tlön, Uqbar, Orbis Tertius” (1940)

    Cixin Liu: “The Poetry Cloud” (1997)

    Invasions

    Edgar Rice Burroughs: “A Princess of Mars” (1912) excerpt

    Leslie F. Stone: “The Conquest of Gola” (1931)

    Stanley G. Weinbaum: “A Martian Odyssey” (1934)

    John W. Campbell Jr.: “Who Goes There?” (1938)

    Ray Bradbury: “Dark They Were, and Golden-Eyed” (1949)

    Katherine MacLean: “Pictures Don’t Lie” (1951)

    William Tenn: “The Liberation of Earth” (1953)

    J.G. Ballard: “The Voices of Time” (1960)

    Dino Buzzati: “Catastrophe” (1966)

    James Tiptree Jr.: “And I Awoke and Found Me Here on the Cold Hill’s Side” (1972)

    Joanna Russ: “When It Changed” (1972)

    Arkady & Boris Strugatsky: “The Spontaneous Reflex” (1973) excerpt

    Octavia Butler: “Bloodchild” (1984)

    James Patrick Kelly: “Think Like a Dinosaur” (1995)

    Monsters

    H.P. Lovecraft: “The Dunwich Horror” (1929)

    Ray Bradbury: “The Foghorn” (1951)

    Jerome Bixby: “It’s a Good Life” (1953)

    Julio Cortázar: “Axolotl” (1956)

    J.G. Ballard: “The Drowned Giant” (1964)

    R.A. Lafferty: “Nine Hundred Grandmothers” (1966)

    Terry Carr: “The Dance of the Changer and the Three” (1968)

    Harlan Ellison®: “I Have No Mouth, and I Must Scream” (1967)

    Lisa Tuttle & George R.R. Martin: “The Storms of Windhaven” (1975)

    John Varley: “Air Raid” (1977)

    William Gibson: “New Rose Hotel” (1984)

    Ted Chiang: “Story of Your Life” (1998)

    Experiments

    Alfred Jarry: “Elements of Pataphysics” (1911)

    Karel Čapek: “R.U.R.” (1920) excerpt

    Stanisław Lem: “How Erg the Self-Inducting Slew a Paleface” (1955)

    William S. Burroughs: “Excerpt from Naked Lunch” (1959)

    J.G. Ballard: “Chronopolis” (1960)

    Philip K. Dick: “Beyond Lies the Wub” (1952)

    Boris Vian: “Froth on the Daydream” (1947) excerpt

    Joanna Russ: “Useful Phrases for the Tourist” (1970)

    George Alec Effinger: “Two Sadnesses” (1973)

    John Sladek: “Solar Shoe Salesman” (1974)

    Dafydd ab Hugh: “The Coon Rolled Down and Ruptured His Larinks, A Squeezed Novel by Mr. Skunk” (1986)

    Generation Ships

    Don Wilcox: “The Voyage That Lasted 600 Years” (1940)

    Judith Merril: “Daughters of Earth” (1952)

    Brian W. Aldiss: “Non-Stop” (1958) excerpt

    Robert Silverberg: “Sundance” (1969)

    Pamela Zoline: “The Heat Death of the Universe” (1967)

    Gene Wolfe: “A Cabin on the Coast” (1984)

    Bruce Sterling: “Swarm” (1982)

    Geoff Ryman: “The Unconquered Country” (1984)

    New Worlds

    Cordwainer Smith: “Alpha Ralpha Boulevard” (1961)

    Samuel R. Delany: “Aye, and Gomorrah …” (1967)

    Ursula K. Le Guin: “Vaster Than Empires and Slower” (1971)

    James Tiptree Jr.: “Houston, Houston, Do You Read?” (1976)

    Frederik Pohl: “The Gold at the Starbow’s End” (1972)

    Angélica Gorodischer: “Of Navigators and Traitors” (1973) excerpt

    John Crowley: “Snow” (1985)

    Iain M. Banks: “A Gift from the Culture” (1987)

    Greg Egan: “Learning to Be Me” (1990)

    Future War

    Jack London: “The Unparalleled Invasion” (1910)

    Edward Bulwer-Lytton: “The Coming Race” (1871) excerpt

    George Griffith: “The War of the Viruses” (1895)

    Philip Francis Nowlan: “Armageddon 2419 A.D.” (1928)

    E.E. “Doc” Smith: “The Skylark of Space” (1928) excerpt

    Olaf Stapledon: “Star Maker” (1937) excerpt

    Robert A. Heinlein: “Solution Unsatisfactory” (1941)

    C.M. Kornbluth: “Two Dooms” (1958)

    Joe Haldeman: “Hero” (1972)

    Harry Harrison: “The Streets of Ashkelon” (1962)

    David R. Bunch: “Moderan” (1967)

    Harlan Ellison®: “A Boy and His Dog” (1969)

    James S.A. Corey: “Rates of Change” (2011)

    Virtual Reality

    Stanisław Lem: “The Seventh Sally or How Trurl’s Own Perfection Led to No Good” (1965)

    Philip K. Dick: “We Can Remember It for You Wholesale” (1966)

    John Brunner: “The Vitanuls” (1967)

    Roger Zelazny: “For a Breath I Tarry” (1966)

    Robert Silverberg: “Passengers” (1968)

    Rudy Rucker: “Software” (1982) excerpt

    William Gibson: “Burning Chrome” (1982)

    Pat Cadigan: “Pretty Boy Crossover” (1986)

    Neal Stephenson: “Snow Crash” (1992) excerpt

    Humanity 2.0

    Olaf Stapledon: “Odd John” (1935) excerpt

    C.L. Moore: “No Woman Born” (1944)

    Cordwainer Smith: “Scanners Live in Vain” (1950)

    Algis Budrys: “Who?” (1955)

    James Blish: “Surface Tension” (1952)

    Gregory Benford: “Blood Music” (1983)

    Bruce Sterling: “Mozart in Mirrorshades” (1985)

    Vernor Vinge: “True Names” (1981)

    Ted Chiang: “Understand” (1991)

    Alien Minds

    Arthur C. Clarke: “The Sentinel” (1951)

    Isaac Asimov: “The Last Question” (1956)

    Clifford D. Simak: “Desertion” (1944)

    James H. Schmitz: “Grandpa” (1955)

    Frank Herbert: “Try to Remember!” (1961)

    Philip José Farmer: “Sail On! Sail On!” (1952)

    Stanisław Lem: “Solaris” (1961) excerpt

    Arkady & Boris Strugatsky: “Roadside Picnic” (1972) excerpt

    Karen Joy Fowler & Pat Murphy: “Rachel in Love” (1987)

    Ian McDonald: “The Tear” (2008)

    After the End

    Walter M. Miller Jr.: “The Darfsteller” (1955) J.G. Ballard: “The Terminal Beach” (1964) John Wyndham: ”

    Sci-Fi short stories

     

    The Big Book of Science Fiction is a massive anthology of science fiction stories edited by Ann and Jeff VanderMeer. It covers the history and evolution of the genre from the early 20th century to the end of the millennium, featuring works from over 30 countries and many languages. The book contains 105 stories, ranging from classics by H.G. Wells, Arthur C. Clarke, and Ursula K. Le Guin, to lesser-known gems by W.E.B. Du Bois, David R. Bunch, and Liu Cixin. The book also includes comments from the editors and the authors, offering insights into their creative process and vision. The book is divided into 11 sections, each with a thematic focus and a chronological order.

    Here is the table of contents for the book1:

    Introduction: Ann and Jeff VanderMeer

    The Lens of Time: Science Fiction as a Way of Seeing

    H.G. Wells: “The Star” (1897)

    Lu Xun: “The New Overworld” (1902)

    Sultana’s Dream: Rokeya Sakhawat Hossain (1905)

    Albert Robida: “The Triumph of Mechanics” (1908)

    Miguel de Unamuno: “Mechanopolis” (1913)

    W.E.B. Du Bois: “The Comet” (1920)

    Claude Farrère: “The Fate of the Poseidonia” (1923)

    Edmond Hamilton: “The Star Stealers” (1929)

    David H. Keller: “The Lost Language” (1934)

    Stanislaw Lem: “Solaris” (1961) excerpt

    Jorge Luis Borges: “Tlön, Uqbar, Orbis Tertius” (1940)

    Cixin Liu: “The Poetry Cloud” (1997)

    Invasions

    Edgar Rice Burroughs: “A Princess of Mars” (1912) excerpt

    Leslie F. Stone: “The Conquest of Gola” (1931)

    Stanley G. Weinbaum: “A Martian Odyssey” (1934)

    John W. Campbell Jr.: “Who Goes There?” (1938)

    Ray Bradbury: “Dark They Were, and Golden-Eyed” (1949)

    Katherine MacLean: “Pictures Don’t Lie” (1951)

    William Tenn: “The Liberation of Earth” (1953)

    J.G. Ballard: “The Voices of Time” (1960)

    Dino Buzzati: “Catastrophe” (1966)

    James Tiptree Jr.: “And I Awoke and Found Me Here on the Cold Hill’s Side” (1972)

    Joanna Russ: “When It Changed” (1972)

    Arkady & Boris Strugatsky: “The Spontaneous Reflex” (1973) excerpt

    Octavia Butler: “Bloodchild” (1984)

    James Patrick Kelly: “Think Like a Dinosaur” (1995)

    Monsters

    H.P. Lovecraft: “The Dunwich Horror” (1929)

    Ray Bradbury: “The Foghorn” (1951)

    Jerome Bixby: “It’s a Good Life” (1953)

    Julio Cortázar: “Axolotl” (1956)

    J.G. Ballard: “The Drowned Giant” (1964)

    R.A. Lafferty: “Nine Hundred Grandmothers” (1966)

    Terry Carr: “The Dance of the Changer and the Three” (1968)

    Harlan Ellison®: “I Have No Mouth, and I Must Scream” (1967)

    Lisa Tuttle & George R.R. Martin: “The Storms of Windhaven” (1975)

    John Varley: “Air Raid” (1977)

    William Gibson: “New Rose Hotel” (1984)

    Ted Chiang: “Story of Your Life” (1998)

    Experiments

    Alfred Jarry: “Elements of Pataphysics” (1911)

    Karel Čapek: “R.U.R.” (1920) excerpt

    Stanisław Lem: “How Erg the Self-Inducting Slew a Paleface” (1955)

    William S. Burroughs: “Excerpt from Naked Lunch” (1959)

    J.G. Ballard: “Chronopolis” (1960)

    Philip K. Dick: “Beyond Lies the Wub” (1952)

    Boris Vian: “Froth on the Daydream” (1947) excerpt

    Joanna Russ: “Useful Phrases for the Tourist” (1970)

    George Alec Effinger: “Two Sadnesses” (1973)

    John Sladek: “Solar Shoe Salesman” (1974)

    Dafydd ab Hugh: “The Coon Rolled Down and Ruptured His Larinks, A Squeezed Novel by Mr. Skunk” (1986)

    Generation Ships

    Don Wilcox: “The Voyage That Lasted 600 Years” (1940)

    Judith Merril: “Daughters of Earth” (1952)

    Brian W. Aldiss: “Non-Stop” (1958) excerpt

    Robert Silverberg: “Sundance” (1969)

    Pamela Zoline: “The Heat Death of the Universe” (1967)

    Gene Wolfe: “A Cabin on the Coast” (1984)

    Bruce Sterling: “Swarm” (1982)

    Geoff Ryman: “The Unconquered Country” (1984)

    New Worlds

    Cordwainer Smith: “Alpha Ralpha Boulevard” (1961)

    Samuel R. Delany: “Aye, and Gomorrah …” (1967)

    Ursula K. Le Guin: “Vaster Than Empires and Slower” (1971)

    James Tiptree Jr.: “Houston, Houston, Do You Read?” (1976)

    Frederik Pohl: “The Gold at the Starbow’s End” (1972)

    Angélica Gorodischer: “Of Navigators and Traitors” (1973) excerpt

    John Crowley: “Snow” (1985)

    Iain M. Banks: “A Gift from the Culture” (1987)

    Greg Egan: “Learning to Be Me” (1990)

    Future War

    Jack London: “The Unparalleled Invasion” (1910)

    Edward Bulwer-Lytton: “The Coming Race” (1871) excerpt

    George Griffith: “The War of the Viruses” (1895)

    Philip Francis Nowlan: “Armageddon 2419 A.D.” (1928)

    E.E. “Doc” Smith: “The Skylark of Space” (1928) excerpt

    Olaf Stapledon: “Star Maker” (1937) excerpt

    Robert A. Heinlein: “Solution Unsatisfactory” (1941)

    C.M. Kornbluth: “Two Dooms” (1958)

    Joe Haldeman: “Hero” (1972)

    Harry Harrison: “The Streets of Ashkelon” (1962)

    David R. Bunch: “Moderan” (1967)

    Harlan Ellison®: “A Boy and His Dog” (1969)

    James S.A. Corey: “Rates of Change” (2011)

    Virtual Reality

    Stanisław Lem: “The Seventh Sally or How Trurl’s Own Perfection Led to No Good” (1965)

    Philip K. Dick: “We Can Remember It for You Wholesale” (1966)

    John Brunner: “The Vitanuls” (1967)

    Roger Zelazny: “For a Breath I Tarry” (1966)

    Robert Silverberg: “Passengers” (1968)

    Rudy Rucker: “Software” (1982) excerpt

    William Gibson: “Burning Chrome” (1982)

    Pat Cadigan: “Pretty Boy Crossover” (1986)

    Neal Stephenson: “Snow Crash” (1992) excerpt

    Humanity 2.0

    Olaf Stapledon: “Odd John” (1935) excerpt

    C.L. Moore: “No Woman Born” (1944)

    Cordwainer Smith: “Scanners Live in Vain” (1950)

    Algis Budrys: “Who?” (1955)

    James Blish: “Surface Tension” (1952)

    Gregory Benford: “Blood Music” (1983)

    Bruce Sterling: “Mozart in Mirrorshades” (1985)

    Vernor Vinge: “True Names” (1981)

    Ted Chiang: “Understand” (1991)

    Alien Minds

    Arthur C. Clarke: “The Sentinel” (1951)

    Isaac Asimov: “The Last Question” (1956)

    Clifford D. Simak: “Desertion” (1944)

    James H. Schmitz: “Grandpa” (1955)

    Frank Herbert: “Try to Remember!” (1961)

    Philip José Farmer: “Sail On! Sail On!” (1952)

    Stanisław Lem: “Solaris” (1961) excerpt

    Arkady & Boris Strugatsky: “Roadside Picnic” (1972) excerpt

    Karen Joy Fowler & Pat Murphy: “Rachel in Love” (1987)

    Ian McDonald: “The Tear” (2008)

    After the End

    Walter M. Miller Jr.: “The Darfsteller” (1955) J.G. Ballard: “The Terminal Beach” (1964) John Wyndham: ”

     

    Penguin Anthology of Twentieth Century Poetry

    BOLD read

    Edward Lee Masters.

    The Hil

    Fiddler. Jones,

    Petite the Poet

     

    Edwin Arlington Robinson

    Miniver Cheevy

    Mr. Flood’s Party.

     

    James Weldon Johnson

    The Creation

    Paul Laurence  Dunbar.

     

    The Poet

    Life

    Life’s Trajedy

     

    Robert Frost.

    The Death Of The Hired Man.

    Mending Wall.

    Birches

              Stopping By The Woods On A Snowy Evening.

              Tree In My Window.

    Directive.

    Amy Lowell

    Patterns.

     

    Getrude Stein

    Susie Asado.

    From Tender Buttons A Box.

     From Tender Buttons, A Plate.

     

    Alice Moore Dunbar Nelson

    I sit and sew .

    Carl Sandburg.

    Grass.

    Cahoots.

     

    Wallace Stevens.

    Peter Quince at the Clavier.

    Disillusionment of 10:00.

    13 Ways Of Looking At A Blackbird.

              Emperor Of Ice Cream.

    A Mere  Being.

    Angelina Weld Grimke

    Fragment.

    William Carlos Williams.

    Tact.

    Dance Ruse

    The Yachts.

    From Apostlethat Greeny  Flower Book 1, Lines 1 To 92.

     

    Sarah Teasdale.

    Moonlight.

    There Will Come Soft Rains.

     

    Erza Pound

    The Jewel Stairs Grievance.

    The River Merchants Wife Letter.

    In A Station At The Metro.     

              Hugh  Selwyn Mulberry.

    From Conto. 56 Libretto Yet Ere This Season Died A Cold

     

    Hilda Doolittle, HD.

    Sea Rose.

    The Helen.

    From The Walls Do Not Fall An Incident Here And There.

    From Hermeneutic Definition Red Rose And A Beggar. Why Did You Come?

    Take Me Anywhere.

    Venicc. Venus.

     

    Robinson, Jeffers.

    Gala in April.

    Shine, Perishing Republic.

    Cloudss at Evening.

    Credo

    Mararane Moore

    Fish.

    Poetry.

     

    TS, Elliott.

    Love Song of J Alfred Prufrock

              The Wasteland.

     

    Claude McKay.

    If We Must Die.

    Harlem Dancer.

     

    Archibald MacLeash,

    Arts Poetica

    Edna, Saint Vincent Millay.

    First Fig

    Recuerdo

    E E Cummings.

    In Just.

    Buffalo Bill

    The Cambridge Ladies Have Lived In Furnished Souls.

    Next To, Of Course, God, America.

    Somewhere I’ve Never Travelled Gladly Beyond.

    Rpophessagr

    Gene Toomor.

    Reapers.

    November Cotton Flowers.

    Portrait in Georgia.

    Louise Bogan

    Medusa.

    New moon.

    Melvin B Tolson

    Dark Symphony.

    From Harlem Gallery PSI Black Boys, Let Me Get Up From The White Man’s Table.

     

    Hart Crane

    From the Bridge

    Poem to Brooklyn Bridge

    From 11  Powhatan’s Daughter the River.

     

    Robert Francis.

    Silent Poem

    Langston Hughes

    Nego speaks of rivers.

    I, Too.

    Dreams Boogie.

    Harlem

    Countee Cullan

    Incident

    To John Keats Poet at Spring Time

    Yes I Do Marvel

    From the Dark Tower

    Stanley Kutitz

    Father and Son

    The Protrait

    Touch Me

    WH Auden

    Mussee Des Beaux Arts

    Epitah on a Tryant

    Theordore Roethke

    My Papa’s Waltz

    The Waking

    In a Dark Time

     

    Charles Olson.

    From The Maximum Poems One Maximum Of Gloucester To You.

    The Distances.

    Elizabeth Bishop.

    The Fish

    Sestina

    First Death In Nova Scotia.

    Visit  To Saint Elizabeths.

    One Art.

    Robert Hayden.

    Morning Poem For The Queen Of Sunday.

    Those Winter Sundays.

    Frederick Douglass.

    Middle Passage.

    Muriel  Rukeyser?

    Effort At Speech Between Two People.         ‘

    Then I Saw What The Calling  Was.

    The Poem as Mask

    Delmore  Swartz.

    The Heavy Bear Who Goes With Me.

    John Barryman.

    From The Dream Songs.

    Feeling Your Compact And Delicious Body. ‘

    Life, Friends, Is Boring. We Must Not Say So.

    There Shut Down Once.  ‘

    This World Is Gradually Becoming A Place.

    Henry’sUnderstanding

     

    Randall, Jarell.

    90 North.

    The Death Of The Bell Turret Gunner.

    The Woman At The Washington Zoo.

    Next Day.

    Weldon Kees.

    To My Daughter?

     

    Dudley Randall

    A Different Image

    William Stafford.

    Traveling Through The Dark.

    At The Bomb Testing Site.

     

    Ruth Stone.

    Scars.

    Margaret Walker.

    For My People

    Gwendolyn Brooks.

    The Mother.

    A Song In The Front Yard.         ‘

    The Bean Eaters

    The Lovers Of The Poor.

              We  Real Cool.      ‘

    The Blackstone Rangers.

     

    Robert Lowell.

    To Speak Of Woe That Is In Marriage.

    Skunk Hour .

    For The Union Dead.

    Robert Duncan.

    Often I’m Permitted To Return To A Medow.

    My Mother Would Be A Falconress

    Lawrence Ferlinghetti

    Populist Manifesto.

    William Meredith.

    Parents. Howard Nemeroff.

    Because You Asked About The Line Between Prose And Poetry.

    Hayden Caruth.

    The  Hyacinth Gardens In Brooklyn.

    August 1945.

    Richard Wilber

    Love Calls Us to the Things of This World

    Cottage Street

    The Writer

    James Dickey

    The Sheep Child

    Alan Duncan.

    Love song I And Thou

    Anthony Act.

    More light, More light.

    Richard Hugo.

    The Degrees of Gray in Phillipsburg.

    The Freaks at Spring General Rd. Field.

    Dennis Levertov.

    The Poem Unwritten

    Cademon.

    Swan in Falling snow.

    Who is Simpson?

    American Poetry.

    Carolyn Kaiser.

    A Muse of water.

    Kenneth Koch.

    Fresh air.

    Permanently.

    Maxine Coleman.

    Morning Swim.

    How It Is?

    Gerald Stern.

    Behaving Like A Jew.

    The Dancing.

    Another Insane Devotion.

    AR Ammons.

    The City Limits.

    Corson Inlet.

    Robert Blye.

    Snowfall In The Afternoon.

    Driving Into Town Late To Mail A Letter.

    Walking From Sleep.

    Robert Creeley.

    The Flower.

    I Know A Man.

    The Language.

    The Rain.

    Bresson’s Movies.

    James Merrill.

    Victor Dog.

    Frank O’Hara New York School.

    Steps.

    Poem Lana Turner Has Collapsed.

    The Day Lady Died.

    John Ashberry. New York School

    Some Trees.

    Self-Portrait In A Convex Mirror.

    What Is Poetry?

    Galway, Kennel.

    The Bear.`

    After Making Love, We Hear Footsteps.

    Saint Francis And The Soul.

    Ws Merwin.

    Air.

    For The Anniversary Of My Death.

    Yesterday.

    Chord .

    James Wright.

    A Blessing.

    Autumn  Begins In Martins Ferry, Oh.

    Lying In A Hammock At William Duffy’s Farm In Pine Island, Mn.

    In Response To The Rumor That Otis Warehouse In Wheeling, Wv Has Been Condemned.

    Donald Hall.

    My Son, My Executioner.

    Digging.

    Philip Levine.

    Animals Are Passing From Our Lives.

    They Feed They Lion.

    You Can Have It.

    The  Simple Truth.

     

    Anne Sexton.

    Her Kind

    Adoption.

    Waiting To Die.

    In Celebration Of My Uterus.

    Rowing

    Adrienne Rich.

    Orion

    Planetarium.

    A Valedictorian Forbidding Mourning.

    From 21 Love Poems 13 The Rules Of Break Like A Thermometer.

    Gregory Corso.

    Marriage

    Gary Snyder.

    Hay, For The Horses.

    Riprap.

    Mid August As Sourdough Mountain Lookout.

    Dereck  Walcott.

    A Far Cry From Africa.

    Sea Grapes.

    Find The Schooner Flight Part 11 After The Storm. There’s A Fresh Light That Follows.

    The Light Of The World.

    From Omeros Book. 7. 44 I Sing Of Quiet,Achiles, Afrolabe’s Son.

    Miller Williams.

    Let Me tell you.

    Etheridge Knight

    Idea Of Ancestry.

    Amira Baraka, Leroy Jones.

    Preface To A 20 Volume Suicide Note.

    Agony As Now.

    SOS.

    Black Art.

    Ted Berrigon .

    Wrong Rain.

    A Final Sonnet

    Andre Lorde.

    Power.

    Sonia Sanchez.

    Poetry at 30.

    Mark Strand.

    The Prediction.

    The Night, The Porch.

    Russell Edson.

    A Stone Is Nobody’s.

     

    Mary Oliver.

    Singapore.

    The Summer’s Day.

    Charles Wright.

    Reunion.

    Dead Color.

    California Dreaming.

    Lucile  Clifton.

    Homage To My Hips.

    At Least At Last We Killed The Roaches.

    The Death Of Fry, Alfred Clifton.

    To My Last.

    June, Jordan.

    Home About My Rights.

    Frederick Seidel.

    1968.

    CK Williams.

    Find My Window.

    Blades

    Tynan Wilkowski.’

    The Mechanic.

    Michael S Harper.

    Dear John. Dear Coltrane.

    Last Affair. Bessies Blues Song.

    Grandfather.

    Nightmare Begins Responsibility.

    Charles Simik .

    Stone.

    Fork.

    Classic Ballroom Dances.

    Paula Gunn Allen.

     

    Grandmother.

    Frank Bidart.

    Ellen West.

    Carl Dennis.

    Spring Letter.

    Two Or Three Wishes.

    Stephen Dunn.

    Allegory Of The Cave.

    Tucson.

    Robert Pensky.

    History Of My Heart.

    The Questions.

    Samurai Song.

    James Welch.

    Christmas Comes To Moccasin Flat.

    Billy Collins.

    Introduction To Poetry.

    The Dead.

    Toi Derricote .

    Allen Ginsberg.

    The Weakness.

    Stephen Dobyns.

    How To Like It?

    Lullaby.

    Robert Hass.

    Song.

    That Photographer?

    Return Of Robinson Jeffers.

    Lyn Hejinian

    From My Life trim With Colored Ribbons.

    BH  Fairchild.

    The Machinist Teaching His Daughter To Play The Piano.

    Haki  R Madhubuti Don L Lee.

    But He Was Cool Or Even Stopped For Green Lights.

    Upon To Compliment Other Poems.

    William Matthews.

    In Memory Of The Utah Stars.

    The  Accompanist

    . Sharon Olds

    The Language Of The Brag.

    The Lifting.

    Henry Taylor.

    Barbed Wire.

    Tess Gallagher.

    Black, Silver.

    Under Stars.

    Michael Palmer.

    I Do Not.

    James Tate.

    The Lost  Pilot.

    Norman Dubie.

    Elizabeth War With The Christmas Bear.

    The Funeral.

    Carol Muske Dukes,.

    August, Los Angeles Lullaby.

    Kay Ryan.

    Turtle

    Bestiary

    Larry Levis.

    Childhood Ideogram

    Winter Stars

    Adrian C Lousis

    Looking For Judas

    How much lux?

    The People of the Other  Village.

    Marilyn Nelson.

    The Ballad of Aunt Geneva.

    Star Fix.

    Run Stilleman

    Albany

    AI

    Cuba 1963

    The Kid

    Finished

    Yusef Komunyakaa

    Thanks

    To Do Street

    Facing It

    Nude Interogation

    Nathaniel Mc Kay

    Song of the Aduumboulou

    Gregory Orr

    Gathering the Bones Together

    Two Lines From the Brother Grimm

    Origin of the Marble Forrest

    Robert Hill Whiteman

    Reaching Yellow River

    Albert Goldbarth

    Away

    Heather Mc Hugh

    Language Lesson 1976

    What He Thought

    Leslie Marmon Silko

    In  Cold Storm Light

    Olga Boumas

    Calypso

    Victor Hernadez Soul

    Latin and Soul

    Jane Miller

    Miami Heart

    David St. James

    Iris

    CD Wright

    Why Ralph Refuses to Dance

    Girl Friend Poe # 3

    Crescent

    Carolyn Forche

    Taking Off My Clothes

    Jorie Graham

    San Sepolcro

    Marie Howe

    What the Living Do

    Joy Harjo

    She Had Some Horses

    My House is the Red Earth

    Garret Honjo

    The Legend

    Andrew  Hugins

    Beggoten

    We Were Simply Talking

    Brigit Peggen Kelly

    Imaging Their Own Hyms

    Song

    Paul Muldoon

    Meeting the British

    Errata

    The Throwback

    Judith Orez Coffer

    Quinceanera

    Rita Dove

    Parsely

    Day Star

    After Reading Mikey in the Night Kitchen for the Third Time Before Bed

    Alice Fulton

    Our Calling

    Brbar Hamby

    Thinking of Galieo

    Hatred

    Mark Jarman

    Unholly Sonnet

    Naomi Shibab Nye

    The Traveling Onion

    Arabic

    Wedding Cake

    Alberto Rios

    Nani

    Enland Finally like My Mother Always Said We Would

    Laurie Sheck

    Nocturne Blue Waves

    The Unfinished

    Gary Sotto

    Field Poem

    Oranges

    Black Hair

    Susan Stewart

    Yellow Star and Ice

    The Forrest

    Mark Dotty

    Brillance

    Esta Noche

    Bill’s Story

    Harryette Mullen

    Black Nikes

    Franz Wright

    Alcohol

    Lorna Dee Cervantes

    To My Brother

    Love of My Flesh, Living Death

    Sandra Cisneros.

    My Wicked, Wicked Ways.

    Little Clowns, My Heart.

    Cornelius, Eady.

    Jack Johnson Does The Eagle Rock.

    Crows In A Strong Wind.

    I’m A Fool To Love You.

     

    Louise Eldritch

    .         Indian Boarding School. The Runaways.

    David Mason.

    Spooning.

    Marilyn Chin.

    How I Got That Name?

    Compose Near The Bay Bridge

    The Survivor

    Cathysong .

    The Youngest Daughter.

    Ann Finch.

    Another Reluctance.

    Insert

    Lee Young Lee.

    The Gift

    Eating Together.

    Carl Philiphs

    Our Lady

    As From a Quiver of Arrows

    Nick Flynn

    Bag of Mice

    Cartoon Physics

    Elizabeth Alexander

    The Viena Hottenot

    Reetivka Vazisrani

    From White Elephants

    A million Balconies

    Train Windows

    Sherman Alexie

    What the Orphan Inherits

    The Pow Wow at the End of the World

    Natasha Trethevey

    Hot Combs

    Amateur Fighter

    Flounder

    A E Stallings

    The Tantrum

    Joana Klink

    Spare

    Brenda Shaughnessy

    Postfeminism

    Your One Good Dress

    Kevin Young

    Quivra City Limits

    Everywhere is Out of Town

    Whaatever You Want

    Terrance Hayes

    At Pegasus

              Lady Sings the Blues

     

     

     

     

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    January

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    Goodreads lists top 100 books released every year in the last century

    Good reads  top book of last hundred years

    1957 – On the Road by Jack Kerouac.

    1958 – Things Fall Apart by Chinua Achebe.

    1959 – The Haunting of Hill House by Shirley Jackson.

    1960 – To Kill A Mockingbird by Harper Lee.

    1961 – Catch 22 by Joseph Heller.

    1962 – A Wrinkle In Time by Madeline L’Engle.

    1963 – The Bell Jar by Sylvia Plath.

    1964 – Charlie and the Chocolate Factory by Roald Dahl.

    1965 – Dune by Frank Herbert.

    1966 – Wide Sargasso Sea by Jean Rhys.

    1967 – One Hundred Years of Solitude by Gabriel Garcia Marquez.

    1968 – A Wizard of Earthsea by Ursula K. Le Guin.

    1969 – I Know Why the Caged Bird Sings by Maya Angelou.

    1970 – The Bluest Eye by Tony Morrison.

    1971 – The Exorcist by William Peter Blatty.

    1972 – The Stepford Wives by Ira Levin.

    1973 – The Princess Bride by William Goldman.

    1974 – If Beale Street Could Talk by James Baldwin.

    1975 – Shogun by James Clavell.

    1976 – Roots by Alex Haley.

     

    Rest of the List

    1925 – Mrs. Dalloway by Virginia Woolf.

    1926 – The Murder of Roger Ackroyd by Agatha Christie.

    1927 – Death Comes for the Archbishop by Willa Cather.

    1928 – All Quiet on the Western Front by Erich Maria Remarque.

    1929 – Passing by Nella Larsen.

    1930 – As I Lay Dying by William Faulkner.

    1931 – The Waves by Virginia Woolf.

    1932 – Brave New World by Aldous Huxley.

    1933 – Testament of Youth by Vera Brittain.

    1934 – Tender is the Night by F. Scott Fitzgerald.

    1935 – Gaudy Night by Dorothy L. Sayers.

    1936 – Murder in the Cathedral by T. S. Eliot.

    1937 – Their Eyes Were Watching God by Zora Neale Hurston.

    1938 – Rebecca by Daphne Du Maurier.

    1939 – The Grapes of Wrath by John Steinbeck.

    1940 – Native Son by Richard Wright.

    1941 – The Library of Babel by Jorge Luis Borges.

    1942 – The Stranger by Albert Camus.

    1943 – The Little Prince by Antoine De Saint-Exupéry.

    1944 – No Exit by Jean-Paul Sartre.

    1945 – The Glass Menagerie by Tennessee Williams.

    1946 – The Member of the Wedding by Carson McCullers.

    1947 – The Diary of a Young Girl by Anne Frank.

    1948 – I Capture the Castle by Dodie Smith.

    1949 – 1984 by George Orwell.

    1950 – The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe by C.S. Lewis.

    1951 – The Catcher in the Rye by J. D. Salinger.

    1952 – Invisible Man by Ralph Ellison.

    1953 – Fahrenheit 451 by Ray Bradbury.

    1954 – The Fellowship of the Ring by J. R. R. Tolkien.

    1955 – Lolita by Vladimr Nabokov.

    1956 – Giovanni’s Room by James Baldwin.

    1977 – The Shining by Stephen King.

    1978 – The Westing Game by Ellen Raskin.

    1979 – The Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy by Douglas Adams.

    1980 – The Name of the Rose by Umberto Eco.

    1981 – Chronicle of a Death Foretold by Gabriel Garcia Marquez.

    1982 – The House of the Spirits by Isabel Allende.

    1983 – The Colour of Magic by Terry Pratchett.

    1984 – The House on Mango Street by Sandra Cisneros.

    1985 – The Handmaid’s Tale by Margaret Atwood.

    1986 – Maus by Art Spiegelman.

    1987 – Beloved by Tony Morrison.

    1988 – The Satanic Verses by Salman Rushtie.

    1989 – The Joy Luck Club by Amy Tan.

    1990 – V for Vendetta by Alan Moore.

    1991 – Possession by A. S. Byatt.

    1992 – The Secret History by Donna Tartt.

    1993 – Parable of the Sower by Octavia E. Butler.

    1994 – The Memory Police by Yoko Ogawa.

    1995 – Wicked by Gregory Maguire.

    1996 – A Game of Thrones by George R. R. Martin.

    1997 – Into Thin Air by Jon Krakauer.

    1998 – A Walk in the Woods by Bill Bryson.

    1999 – all about love by bell hooks.

    2000 – The Amazing Adventures of Kavalier & Clay by Michael Chabon.

    2001 – Atonement by Ian McEwan.

    2002 – Middlesex by Jeffery Eugenides.

    2003 – The Kite Runner by Khaled Hosseini.

    2004 – Cloud Atlas by David Mitchell.

    2005 – Never Let Me Go by Kazuo Ishiguro.

    2006 – The Road by Cormac McCarthy.

    2007 – In The Woods by Tana French.

    2008 – The Hunger Games by Suzanne Collins.

    2009 – Cutting for Stone by Abraham Verghese.

    2010 – The Immortal Life of Henrietta Lacks by Rebecca Skloot.

    2011 – The Martian by Andy Weir.

    2012 – Gone Girl by Gillian Flynn.

    2013 – Crazy Rich Asians by Kevin Kwan.

    2014 – Station Eleven by Emily St. John Mandel.

    2015 – The Fifth Season by N. K. Jemisin.

    2016 – The Underground Railroad by Colson Whitehead.

    2017 – Pachinko by Min Jin Lee.

    2018 – Circe by Madeline Miller.

    2019 – On Earth We’re Briefly Gorgeous by Ocean Vuong.

    2020 – The Vanishing Half by Brit Bennett.

    2021 – Crying in H Mart by Michelle Zauner.

    2022 – Demon Copperhead by Barbara Kingsoliver.

    2023 – Fourth Wing by Rebecca Yarros.

    2024 – James by Percival Everett.

     

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    📺 Series Overview: Gone for Good (2021)

    Premise:
    Guillaume Lucchesi thought he had moved past the tragedy that claimed his brother Fred and first love Sonia. But ten years later, his girlfriend Judith vanishes during his mother’s funeral, triggering a desperate search that unearths buried secrets and forces him to confront the past he tried to forget.

    Format:

    • 5 episodes
    • Released on Netflix
    • French title: Disparu à jamais
    • Created by David Elkaïm and Vincent Poymori
    • Executive Producer: Harlan Coben

    📽️ Episode Synopses

    Episode Title Summary
    1️⃣ Guillaume Guillaume’s life is upended when Judith disappears. Flashbacks reveal the trauma of losing Fred and Sonia.
    2️⃣ Inès Guillaume investigates his mother’s finances and uncovers clues about Judith’s past. Inès hides a key piece of evidence.
    3️⃣ Daco Daco’s neo-Nazi past resurfaces as he helps Guillaume track Judith’s daughter Alice. A funeral reveals a shocking twist.
    4️⃣ Nora Judith’s real identity as Nora is revealed. Flashbacks to Italy show her escape from an abusive husband and Fred’s involvement.
    5️⃣ Fred Fred returns, seeking revenge and redemption. Guillaume learns the truth about Sonia’s death and confronts his brother in a deadly showdown.

    🎭 Cast List

    Actor Character
    Finnegan Oldfield Guillaume Lucchesi
    Nicolas Duvauchelle Fred Lucchesi
    Nailia Harzoune Judith Conti / Nora
    Garance Marillier Sonia & Inès Kasmi
    Guillaume Gouix Daco
    Tómas Lemarquis Ostertag
    Grégoire Colin Kesler
    Jacques Bonnaffé Mr. Lucchesi
    Mila Ayache Alice
    Sonia Bonny Awa

    🗣️ Notable Quotes from the Book

    “You want the good guys on one side, the bad on the other. It doesn’t work that way, does it? It is never that simple.”
    Gone for Good, Harlan Coben

    “The mind does that. It tries to find a way out. It makes deals with God. It makes promises.”
    Gone for Good

    These quotes reflect the novel’s central theme: the murky moral terrain of love, loss, and redemption.

    📚 Literary Reputation

    Harlan Coben is widely regarded as one of the most successful thriller writers of his generation. His novels are known for:

    • Twist-heavy plots
    • Ordinary people in extraordinary danger
    • Themes of buried secrets and family trauma

    Gone for Good was praised for its emotional depth and suspense, and its adaptation continues Coben’s streak of successful international Netflix series.

    👤 Author Bio: Harlan Coben

    • Born: January 4, 1962, Newark, NJ
    • Education: Amherst College (Political Science)
    • Awards: Edgar, Shamus, and Anthony — the only author to win all three
    • Books in print: Over 90 million
    • Known for: Myron Bolitar series, standalone thrillers, and Netflix adaptations
    • Lives in: Ridgewood, NJ with his wife and four children

    📖 Book List (Selected)

    🔹 Myron Bolitar Series

    • Deal Breaker (1995)
    • Fade Away (1996)
    • Darkest Fear (2000)
    • Home (2016)
    • Think Twice (2024)

    🔹 Mickey Bolitar Series (YA)

    • Shelter (2011)
    • Seconds Away (2012)
    • Found (2014)

    🔹 Standalone Novels

    • Tell No One (2001)
    • Gone for Good (2002)
    • The Innocent (2005)
    • The Stranger (2015)
    • I Will Find You (2023)

    🎬 Movie & TV Adaptations

    Title Country Year Notes
    Tell No One France 2006 Acclaimed film adaptation
    Safe UK 2018 Netflix original
    The Stranger UK 2020 Netflix original
    The Innocent Spain 2021

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    1. “1984” by George Orwell (1949)
    2. “Brave New World” by Aldous Huxley (1932)
    3. “Fahrenheit 451” by Ray Bradbury (1953)
    4. “Neuromancer” by William Gibson (1984)
    5. “Stand on Zanzibar” by John Brunner (1968)
    6. “The Machine Stops” by E.M. Forster (1909)
    7. “Looking Backward” by Edward Bellamy (1888)
    8. “The Shockwave Rider” by John Brunner (1975)
    9. “Earth” by David Brin (1990)
    10. “The Space Merchants” by Pohl & Kornbluth (1953)
    11. “Future Shock” by Alvin Toffler (1970)
    12. “Player Piano” by Kurt Vonnegut (1952)
    13. “Snow Crash” by Neal Stephenson (1992)
    14. “The World Set Free” by H.G. Wells (1914)15. “The Handmaid’s Tale” by Margaret Atwood (1985)
    15. “Silent Spring” by Rachel Carson (1962).
    16. “Atlas Shrugged” by Ayn Rand (1957)
    17. “Cryptonomicon” by Neal Stephenson (1999)©wikimed
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    19. “Red Mars” by Kim Stanley Robinson (1992)

     

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     The Bible

    The Bible is widely considered the most read and distributed book in human history. It has been translated into over 3,500 languages, and billions of copies have been printed and shared. With its combination of spiritual guidance, historical narrative, and moral instruction, it’s central to Christianity and has influenced countless aspects of literature and law worldwide.

    2. The Quran

    The Quran, the holy book of Islam, is another one of the most widely read texts in the world. It has been memorized, studied, and recited by millions of Muslims daily for centuries. Its poetic style, teachings, and laws form the foundation of Islamic belief and practice.

    3. Quotations from Chairman Mao Tse-Tung (The Little Red Book)

    This collection of quotes by the former Chinese leader Mao Zedong was published in the 1960s during the Cultural Revolution. It was required reading in China and distributed to over a billion people. The book was considered a symbol of loyalty to Mao’s communist ideals.

    4. The Harry Potter Series by J.K. Rowling

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    5. The Lord of the Rings by J.R.R. Tolkien

    Published in the 1950s, this epic high-fantasy trilogy revolutionized the genre. Tolkien’s richly detailed world of Middle-earth, filled with hobbits, wizards, and dark lords, continues to inspire generations of readers and writers. The books have sold over 150 million copies and remain popular worldwide.

    6. The Alchemist by Paulo Coelho

    This philosophical novel about a shepherd’s journey to find treasure has touched readers with its messages about destiny, faith, and purpose. Originally published in Portuguese in 1988, it has been translated into over 80 languages and sold more than 65 million copies.

    7. The Diary of Anne Frank by Anne Frank

    This poignant account of a young Jewish girl hiding from the Nazis during World War II is one of the most powerful memoirs ever written. It has been translated into dozens of languages and remains required reading in many schools, emphasizing the importance of tolerance and remembrance.

    Don Quixote by Miguel de Cervantes

    First published in the early 1600s, Don Quixote is one of the earliest and most influential novels ever written. The story of an aging man’s quest to become a knight is both humorous and tragic, and its themes continue to resonate. It has sold hundreds of millions of copies worldwide.

    9. The Hobbit by J.R.R. Tolkien

    Before The Lord of the Rings, Tolkien introduced readers to Middle-earth with The Hobbit. This tale of Bilbo Baggins’ adventure with dwarves and dragons is beloved for its humor, heart, and moral lessons. It has sold over 100 million copies and remains a staple in children’s and fantasy literature.

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    10. Think and Grow Rich by Napoleon Hill

    Published in 1937, this self-help classic on success and wealth-building has sold over 100 million copies. It’s credited with inspiring generations of entrepreneurs and motivational speakers. Its influence remains strong in business and personal development communities.

     

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    Ah, Anna Karenina. Lusty love affair or best romance of all time? Most critics pin it as one of most iconic literary love stories, and for good reason. Leo Tolstoy’s sweeping Russian tale of star-crossed lovers is littered with swoon-worthy love quotes like, “He stepped down, trying not to look long at her, as if she were the sun, yet he saw her, like the sun, even without looking.” Described by Fyodor Dostoevsky as “flawless,” this one belongs on any book collector’s shelf.

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    Harper Lee’s To Kill a Mockingbird upends the quiet solitude of a segregated Southern town with a story of innocence and virtue, bigotry and hate, love and forgiveness. Eight-year-old Scout Finch and her father, Atticus, find themselves enmeshed in the trial of a Black man accused of raping a White woman. In one of the most deeply sad books, Lee tells the events, revelations, and lessons through the eyes of a young child. Widely read and widely taught, To Kill a Mockingbird continues to spark discussions of race in classrooms and libraries across the country.

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    3. Where the Sidewalk Ends by Shel Silverstein (1974)

    The imagination and artistry of Shel Silverstein are on full display in this classic collection of short stories and poems. Where the Sidewalk Ends is truly one of the best poetry books of all time because of its staying power for children and adults alike. Whimsical and masterful, the stories of this American poet, author, singer, and folk artist have something for everyone.

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    4. Valley of the Dolls by Jacqueline Susann (1966)

    Sex and drugs have a common allure, but they also have a common endgame: a downward spiral. In Valley of the Dolls, Jacqueline Susann offers in lurid detail the stories of three young women who want nothing more than to reach the pinnacle of life. But just as they see it in their grasp, they lose it all in a coil of sex, lust, romance, and abandonment. This page-turner is one of those classic beach reads you won’t be able to put down, and it paved the way for similar scintillating vacation books.

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    5. The Shining by Stephen King (1977)

    The master of suspense must be included in any list of books you should read in a lifetime. That’s why you’ll find Stephen King’s The Shining here. Brought to life in cinematic perfection by Jack Nicholson, Jack Torrance is a middle-aged man looking for a fresh start. He thinks he’s found it when he lands a job as the off-season caretaker at an idyllic old hotel, the Overlook. But as snow piles higher outside, the secluded location begins to feel more confining and sinister, less freeing and more provoking. Horror fans, take note: This is one of the scariest and best Stephen King books of all time.

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    6. The Little Prince by Antoine de Saint-Exupéry (1943)

    The Little Prince is a timeless tale of a prince’s journey from planet to planet in search of adventure. What he finds, however, are interactions with adults who leave him frustrated or dismayed. In the Sahara Desert, he runs into the book’s narrator, and the two start an eight-day journey filled with lessons. Don’t let this book’s size fool you—it’s one of the most compelling short books we’ve ever read. It’s also one of the most widely read classics all over the world. Whether you prefer reading in English, French, or another language, you’re bound to find a copy.

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    7. The Fellowship of the Ring by J.R.R. Tolkien (1954)

    In The Fellowship of the Ring, the first book in the Lord of the Rings trilogy, journey to Middle-earth and into the world of Frodo Baggins, Samwise Gamgee, Gandalf the Grey, the dark lord Sauron, and the entire assemblage of Tolkien’s most famous characters and story lines. Frodo is tasked with destroying the One Ring, the most powerful Ring in Mordor, but along the way, his quest is filled with many of Tolkien’s unique and captivating characters, as well as an adventure of epic proportions. Though the world of Middle-earth is entirely made up, the trilogy teases out universal themes of good versus evil that have resonated with readers of all ages and backgrounds. It’s widely regarded as one of the best fantasy books of all time and a must-read for lovers of the genre.

     

    8. The Handmaid’s Tale by Margaret Atwood (1985)

    Offred, a handmaid in the Republic of Gilead, has been removed from the home, family, and life that she knew only to be forced into service as a housemaid—and a working pair of ovaries. As the population of Gilead falls, a woman’s value becomes contingent upon her fertility and ability to reproduce, and those who can procreate are stripped of their independence. Margaret Atwood’s The Handmaid’s Tale is one part cautionary tale and one part enthralling narrative. Though written decades ago, it remains chillingly compelling for our time as was proven by audience reactions to it’s on-screen adaptation. While Season 6 of The Handmaid’s tale is yet to be released, you can binge the rest of the show on Hulu if you like both watching and reading. There’s a reason Reader’s Digest counts it among the best feminist books.

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    9. A Wrinkle in Time by Madeleine L’Engle (1962)

    While this book may have seen an uptick in interest thanks to the 2018 film starring Oprah Winfrey, Mindy Kaling, and Reese Witherspoon, Madeleine L’Engle’s A Wrinkle in Time has long been held as a must-read for its fantastical telling of splitting the fabric of time and space. A Newbery Medal winner, this science-fantasy novel follows troublesome and stubborn Meg Murry as she confronts her father’s mysterious disappearance with a collection of peculiar neighbors: Mrs. Whatsit, Mrs. Who, and Mrs. Which. Elements of love, trust, and overcoming fear are woven into this enchanting coming-of-age story. We always recommend reading the book before pressing “play,” so once you’ve thoroughly devoured this story, check out the other stellar books made into movies.

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    10. Pride and Prejudice by Jane Austen (1813)

    Jane Austen’s classic Pride and Prejudice adorned shelves of many a learned reader in the 1800s and 1900s, but its timeless story and lessons earn it a spot in many home libraries (and on many school reading lists) even today. When eligible young men arrive in their neighborhood, Mr. and Mrs. Bennett must prepare their five eager daughters for the role of a lifetime: wife. While the Bennett sisters’ wit and humor keep the pages flipping, the classic story, which is widely considered one of the best romance novels, also serves as a harbinger for hasty mistakes and erred judgments.

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    11. All the President’s Men by Bob Woodward and Carl Bernstein (1974)

    Political junkies of all stripes will relish the words of Washington Post reporters Bob Woodward and Carl Bernstein as they recount the experiences and events of Watergate. Published just months before President Richard Nixon’s 1974 resignation, the book outlines all the evidence against Nixon and his cohort of political operatives that the two accomplished reporters unearthed during their investigations. It also marks the genesis of Deep Throat (later revealed to be Mark Felt, the associate director of the FBI), the secretive government informant who helped take down Nixon in the end.

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    12. Man’s Search for Meaning by Viktor E. Frankl (1946)

    Between 1942 and 1945, Viktor Frankl labored in four Nazi death camps. His parents, brother, and pregnant wife perished. Later in life, Frankl became a psychiatrist and practiced what he coined logotherapy, a theory that our lives are primarily driven by the discovery and pursuit of what we find meaningful. In Man’s Search for Meaning, Frankl shares the horrors he faced in those concentration camps. But in this extraordinary Holocaust book, he also shares the lessons he learned—and later taught his patients—about spiritual revival in the face of such great suffering. Here are some more drama book recommendations to add to your reading list.

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    13. Beloved by Toni Morrison (1987)

    Toni Morrison’s Beloved stares down the horrors of slavery and transforms a narrative you think you’ve read a hundred times into a towering tale of pain, agony, triumph, and freedom. The story of Sethe, the novel’s protagonist, is gut-wrenchingly honest and simultaneously beautiful and hideous. She wears the worries of past decisions and strives longingly toward freedom, the arc for which her entire life story bends. The suspense wears heavy on the reader, and the choices you must weigh alongside Sethe are haunting. The book is a cultural landmark for breaking through the monotony of textbook descriptions and offering a human glimpse at a shameful season in history.

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    14. In Cold Blood by Truman Capote (1965)

    On Nov. 15, 1959, the small town of Holcomb, Kansas, was turned on end by the savage murder of four members of the Clutter family. The police had no suspects and almost no evidence. Truman Capote’s book In Cold Blood recounts in chilling detail the deaths of the family and the investigation that ultimately led to the arrest of two recently paroled ex-convicts. Capote’s work may be a story stuck in time, but its nonfiction narrative reveals a lot about violence and evil that resonates even today. This is often considered a model for the best true crime books, regardless of the time period.

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    15. A Long Way Gone: Memoirs of a Boy Soldier by Ishmael Beah (2007)

    It’s a story so painful, you’d prefer to think it is fiction. But Ishmael Beah’s A Long Way Gone is an entirely true recounting of his years as a child soldier in Sierra Leone, West Africa. With this book, you’ll get a firsthand look at what life is like for the world’s 300,000 child soldiers, many of whom are stolen from their homes and forced into a world of drugs, guns, and murder. In a world made small by 24-hour news and lightning-speed technology, this is a must-read for understanding the plight of fellow humans.

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    16. Dune by Frank Herbert (1965)

    A science fiction novel for the ages, Frank Herbert’s Dune tells the adventures of Paul Atreides—who will become known as Muad’Dib—as he and his family strive to bring humankind’s greatest dream to life while living on a desert planet. Though written in 1965, much of Dune‘s story may be more relevant to 21st-century readers than it was to bookworms who picked it up in the ’60s. It has sparked countless other works in the collection of stellar science fiction books.

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    17. Great Expectations by Charles Dickens (1861)

    When Charles Dickens wrote Great Expectations, he gave life to some of literature’s most colorful and enduring characters: Pip, Miss Havisham, and Uncle Pumblechook, to name a few. His penultimate novel, Great Expectations details the life and stories of an orphan named Pip, growing up in Kent and London in the early to mid-1800s. It’s a classic and a must-read quite simply because it’s been described as one of Dickens’ best works, an appraisal to which Dickens himself agreed.

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    18. Daring Greatly: How the Courage to Be Vulnerable Transforms the Way We Live, Love, Parent, and Lead by Brené Brown (2012)

    Brené Brown, a research professor at the University of Houston, throws everything we know about vulnerability and emotional exposure to the wind in Daring Greatly, one of the most groundbreaking self-help books of our time. After more than a decade of research, Brown wrote this book to dispel the myth that vulnerability is a weakness. Instead, she argues, it’s one of the most accurate measures of courage and the only path to true experiences.

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    19. 1984 by George Orwell (1949)

    George Orwell certainly couldn’t have known how prophetic his words might have been when he wrote the dystopian novel 1984 in the mid-20th century. Great Britain has fallen and given way to Airstrip One, a province of the fictional superstate Oceania. Airstrip One is ruled by perpetual war and Big Brother, a mysterious leader who uses omnipresent government surveillance and a cult of personality to enforce law and order. Winston Smith, the book’s leading character, must navigate the Party, Big Brother, and his thoughts, which grow more criminal by the day.

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    20. Angela’s Ashes: A Memoir by Frank McCourt (1996)

    In his Pulitzer Prize–winning novel, Angela’s Ashes, author Frank McCourt recounts his childhood spent in the slums of Limerick, Ireland: “When I look back on my childhood I wonder how I managed to survive at all. It was, of course, a miserable childhood: the happy childhood is hardly worth your while. Worse than the ordinary miserable childhood is the miserable Irish childhood, and worse yet is the miserable Irish Catholic childhood.” McCourt battled poverty, near-starvation, neglect, and cruelty but manages to tell his story with humor, compassion, and self-perpetuating power. His award-winning book is widely considered one of the best memoirs of all time.

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    21. A Brief History of Time by Stephen Hawking (1988)

    Most science books, even well-written ones, read a bit too much like textbooks. But renowned English physicist, cosmologist, and author Stephen Hawking manages to turn some of the world’s most profound questions—How did the universe begin? What happens in the end?—into captivating reading. A modern physics guide, this book was perhaps the first to make the most mysterious elements of the universe (black holes and quarks) entirely accessible for the general public.

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    22. Fahrenheit 451 by Ray Bradbury (1953)

    Guy Montag’s existence in Fahrenheit 451 might hit a little close to home: He’s a fireman in a futuristic dystopian world whose job is to find and destroy the illegal commodities of a world whose sole focus is television: books. Indeed, Montag believes the printed word is dangerous—until a mysterious neighbor, Clarisse, shows up and opens his eyes to the wonder of the written word. This spellbinding story explores questions about the importance of literature and free speech. If you oppose banning books, this is the novel for you.

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    23. A Heartbreaking Work of Staggering Genius by Dave Eggers (2000)

    First released in 2000, Dave Eggers’ A Heartbreaking Work of Staggering Genius became a national best seller, a Pulitzer Prize finalist, and a heartwarming classic. This masterpiece is the memoir of a college senior whose life is turned upside down when he loses both of his parents within the span of five weeks and finds himself the guardian of his eight-year-old brother. Despite that ominous start, the book manages to be wildly funny with an irreverently honest take on learning to live with death.

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    24. Harry Potter and the Sorcerer’s Stone by J.K. Rowling (1997)

    Welcome to the wizarding world, muggles. In J.K. Rowling’s first installment of the beloved series, Harry Potter and the Sorcerer’s Stone, you will be introduced to many of the story’s most important—and entrancing—characters: Harry, Hermione, Ron, Dumbledore, Hagrid, and more. But before you get settled into the fun of spells and potions, the action starts right away as Harry finds himself troubled by the feeling his destiny is intertwined with his past. This book landed on our list for its explosive popularity and deep impression on the fantasy genre, as well as its many memorable quotes that will stay with you.

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    25. Selected Stories, 1968–1994 by Alice Munro (1996)

    Alice Munro, one of the most prolific writers of the modern era, captures life’s most honest feelings and moments in these 28 magnificent short stories. Winner of the Nobel Prize in Literature, this short story collection will never cease to surprise you with its eloquent story lines, captivating characters, and endlessly wonderful realism. It’s a book that belongs on any bibliophile’s home bookshelf.

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    26. The Fault in Our Stars by John Green (2012)

    She thought a cancer diagnosis had sealed her fate and written her life story, but a chance meeting with Augustus Waters turns Hazel Lancaster’s life upside down. Irreverent and bold, The Fault in Our Stars is a funny, captivating, and gut-wrenching story. It’s about learning to feel love, enjoy being alive, and live a bold life despite circumstances beyond your control. No wonder it’s ranked among the best sad books (have the tissue box handy) and best books for teens.

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    27. Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland & Through the Looking-Glass by Lewis Carroll (1865)

    If all you know of Lewis Carroll’s Wonderland is the zany but sanitized version of the 1951 Walt Disney animation, it’s time to flip your perspective on its head—much like the Cheshire Cat might flip himself. Scholars have tried to apply political, historical, and ideological theories to Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland and Through the Looking-Glass, but it’s quite simply the dreamlike story of learning to grow (or shrink) and explore, told through the eyes of a curious child. Still, its cultural effects have rippled so far that it’s a must-read for anyone with even a hint of literary interest.

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    28. Invisible Man by Ralph Ellison (1952)

    A winner of the National Book Award for fiction, Ralph Ellison’s first novel, Invisible Man, spent an admirable 16 weeks atop the New York Times best-seller list. Its early success is due in large part to the relatable nature of its narrator, a young, nameless Black man who has to navigate levels of 1950s American culture that are fraught with hate and bias. Eager for a place in time to call his own, the narrator finds that what he hopes for himself will ultimately remain elusive, just as the truth behind the events that surround him remains ambiguous. The 581-page tome is a bit much for younger readers, but you can still introduce them to issues of race and equality with these children’s books about diversity.

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    29. Are You There, God? It’s Me, Margaret by Judy Blume (1970)

    If you read this as an adolescent—and considering it’s often taught in schools, there’s a good chance you did—it’s time to reread Are You There, God? It’s Me, Margaret. Awkward and inelegant as they may be, sixth-grader Margaret’s questions and quests (to grow bigger breasts, for example, while also seeking out her preferred religion) lead her to greater understanding and self-appreciation. The book will make you cringe as you recall your own experiences and desires to throw off the chains of childhood while budding into young adulthood. It’s a coming-of-age story that sparked dozens after it, but isn’t the original always the best?

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    30. One Hundred Years of Solitude by Gabriel García Márquez (1967)

    According to the New York Times Book Review, this masterpiece by Gabriel García Márquez is “the first piece of literature since the Book of Genesis that should be required reading for the entire human race.” One Hundred Years of Solitude recounts the evolution of an entire fictitious town, Macondo. Through tales of men and women, boys and girls, the author—father of the magical realism literary style—offers a striking picture of the heartbreaking beauty and pain of the human race. Though it also landed on our list of the best books by Latinx authors, its true place is here, among the best books of all time.

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    31. Catch-22 by Joseph Heller (1961)

    If all you know of this American literature classic is the colloquial expression about decision-making, pick up Catch-22 for a dark and comedic good read. Yossarian, a member of an Italian bomber crew during World War II, is desperate to excuse himself from the increasingly high number of suicidal missions his commanders force him and his servicemen to fly. The catch comes when he realizes the sinister bureaucratic rule, Catch-22, classifies him as sane—and thus ineligible for relief—if he requests to be removed from duty. The book made waves as an anti-war anthem and representation of the individual versus society.

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    32. Persepolis: The Story of a Childhood by Marjane Satrapi (2000)

    Through this powerful graphic novel, Satrapi tells the story of her childhood in Tehran during the overthrow of the Shah, the rise of the Islamic Revolution, and the destruction of the Iran-Iraq war. As the daughter of two Marxists and the great-granddaughter of one of Iran’s last emperors, Satrapi holds a unique perspective and position in recounting stories of daily life in Iran. Learn, alongside Satrapi, about the history and heroes that define this fascinating country. The book captured readers’ attention for both its modern form—a graphic novel—and important, close-up peek at a country most Americans only know about from the news.

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    33. Charlotte’s Web by E.B. White (1952)

    You’re never too old to visit with Charlotte, Wilbur, and Templeton. This heartwarming tale of friendship and dedication follows young Wilbur, a runt of a pig, as he’s spared from one death but subsequently sent to another almost-certain death. Desperate to help the petite porker, Charlotte, a barn spider, hatches a plan that proves genius and life-altering for young Wilbur. Charlotte’s Web remains a touching, great read for families.

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    34. Slaughterhouse-Five by Kurt Vonnegut (1969)

    Slaughterhouse-Five is a science-fiction-infused, anti-war novel that follows American soldier Billy Pilgrim. A central event in the story—as well as Vonnegut’s own life—is the firebombing of Dresden. Pilgrim begins to see many of the events in his life as repercussions of that deathly event. Much of Slaughterhouse-Five is autobiographical, but that hasn’t stopped pushes for censorship because of the book’s irreverent tone and unfiltered depictions of sex and profanity. One part futuristic storytelling, one part reflective memoir, Slaughterhouse-Five is often held as Vonnegut’s most important piece of writing.

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    35. Cutting for Stone by Abraham Verghese (2009)

    Abraham Verghese weaves multiple lush story lines into an opus of secrets, betrayal, love, and redemption in Cutting for Stone. Marion and Shiva Stone, twin brothers born of a secret union between an Indian nun and a British surgeon, are orphaned at a young age by their mother’s death and father’s disappearance. The two, bound together by blood and bond, leave war-seized Ethiopia for New York City only to return later to discover their fates and futures are intertwined with their pasts. The novel was groundbreaking for its depiction of medicine as primarily focused on people rather than procedures.

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    36. The Autobiography of Malcolm X: As Told to Alex Haley by Malcolm X and Alex Haley (1965)

    The Autobiography of Malcolm X stands as the definitive work of an era in American history when cultural, racial, and religious ideologies met at a pinnacle. Malcolm X, a firebrand, Muslim, and anti-integrationist leader, reveals the limits he sees in the American Dream and the changes that can be made through a force of will and effort. Fun fact: Coauthor Alex Haley was once an editor at Reader’s Digest.

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    37. Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas: A Savage Journey to the Heart of the American Dream by Hunter S. Thompson (1971)

    Even if you’ve never consumed a hallucinogenic drug in your life, you’ll likely feel a deep relationship to the wild ride many drug users describe after you read Hunter S. Thompson’s rollicking Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas. The book is the recounting of a wild, long weekend in Las Vegas, where he and his Samoan attorney, Dr. Gonzo, are sent to cover a biker’s race in the deserts of Nevada. The drug-addled duo never gets the story—not much of a spoiler—but what did come of the journey is a tour de force of a bygone era.

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    38. Interpreter of Maladies by Jhumpa Lahiri (1999)

    In this collection of short stories, Jhumpa Lahiri outlines the complex dynamics that exist when Indian traditionalism meets an American culture that often offers little respect for complex cultural dynamics it doesn’t understand. Each character’s story traces recognizable themes—longing, lust, betrayal—but they’re told in a complex story line that’s rich with detail. It’s an important read in our modern, multicultural world.

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    39. The Diary of a Young Girl by Anne Frank (1947)

    Reading The Diary of a Young Girl by Anne Frank is a rite of passage for many adolescents and young adults, but older adults will find a lot to appreciate in this young woman’s wise words. Written during World War II as Nazis carried out their campaign of death and destruction, this journal is a day-by-day accounting of what life was like when a family was forced into hiding. Frank’s humanity and grace in light of her circumstances are inspiring and heartbreaking at once. It’s a deeply moving nonfiction book for kids and adults alike.

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    40. Lolita by Vladimir Nabokov (1955)

    Vladimir Nabokov’s Lolita may have first gained fame and notoriety for its infamous accounting of the protagonist’s unnatural (and, many argue, predatory) erotic predilections, but its staying power rests squarely on the breathtaking story that belies the most controversial elements. It’s a requiem about love (and, yes, lust), in all its maddening forms.

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    41. Love Medicine by Louise Eldrich (1984)

    Shakespeare’s Montagues and Capulets can barely hold a handle to Louise Eldrich’s Kashpaws and Lamartines. Love Medicine, a dazzling work of storytelling that takes place on and around a North Dakota Ojibwe reservation, shares the intertwined fates of two multigenerational families. Themes of injustice, betrayal, magic, and mystique surround a beautiful story that, in the end, is all about the power of love. For more entertainment from this era, turn on one of these fantastic ’80s movies.

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    42. Me Talk Pretty One Day by David Sedaris (2000)

    This laugh-out-loud collection of short stories makes for great leisurely reading. In Me Talk Pretty One Day, David Sedaris shares the absurd and hysterical twists he was able to tease out of life’s more mundane and boring events growing up in Raleigh, North Carolina. The book continues as Sedaris moves to France, where he also shares the awkwardly charming stories of learning to live in a city and country that’s not at all familiar.

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    43. Middlesex by Jeffrey Eugenides (2002)

    Calliope Helen Stephanides was born in Detroit in 1960, the heyday of Motor City, to a Greek American family who lived a quintessentially suburban American life. Moving out of the city, Calliope is faced with the realization that she’s not like other girls. It takes uncovering a family secret (and an astonishing genetic history) to understand why. Middlesex made waves as an audacious story of sexuality that transcends stereotypes of gender, sex, and identity.

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    44. Midnight’s Children by Salman Rushdie (1981)

    Saleem Sinai was born at midnight on August 15, 1947. That is precisely the moment India became an independent state. Greeted with fireworks and fanfare, Sinai and 1,000 other “midnight’s children” across India soon find their health, well-being, thoughts, and capabilities are preternaturally linked to one another—and to their country’s national affairs, health, and power. In this magical realism novel, Salman Rushdie offers a timeless, enchanting story of family, heritage, and duty.

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    45. East of Eden by John Steinbeck (1952)

    We’d be remiss to leave out one of the most beloved American authors of the 20th century: John Steinbeck. In East of Eden, he presents a masterpiece that highlights the tension between good and evil through three generations of the Trasks and Hamiltons. You’ll be swept away by the complex characters and their similarities to Adam and Eve and Cain and Abel. Though Steinbeck’s The Grapes of Wrath is assigned more often in high school classrooms, East of Eden takes the cake for its sweeping timeline and broader themes. It’s one of the best historical fiction books in existence.

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    46. Moneyball: The Art of Winning an Unfair Game by Michael Lewis (2003)

    The Oakland Athletics were written off, discarded, and ignored. Yet somehow they became one of the most successful franchises in Major League Baseball. Was it their throwing talent or their ERA? No, not at all. Instead, as Michael Lewis reveals, the real secret to winning baseball has little to do with skills and more to do with statistics. In what’s been described as “the single most influential baseball book ever,” Lewis reveals the secrets of the A’s and an unusual brotherhood of amateur baseball enthusiasts who’ve identified the real secret to being a winning ball team. This book, which features a decidedly American story about an American tradition, belongs on the bookshelf of any American reader.

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    47. Of Human Bondage by W. Somerset Maugham (1915)

    You might not walk away with a big life lesson after reading W. Somerset Maugham’s Of Human Bondage, and perhaps that’s what makes this novel so irresistible. The orphaned protagonist, Philip Carey, is raring for adventure and love outside his brief stays in Heidelberg and Paris. Soon, he lands in London, eager to explore, and stumbles upon his greatest adventure yet: Mildred. The irresistible waitress and roaming orphan embark on a wildly fanciful but tortured and tormented affair. This book is widely considered a 20th-century English classic.

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    48. On the Road by Jack Kerouac (1957)

    On the Road recounts a hedonistic cross-country road trip between friends in the aftermath of World War II, a story line inspired by Jack Kerouac’s adventures with friend Neal Cassady. Eager to find meaning and true experiences along the way, the duo seeks pleasures in drug-fueled escapades and counterculture experiences. The book is a must-read for its ubiquitous place among American countercultural classics (much like Catcher in the Rye).

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    49. Out of Africa by Isak Dinesen (1937)

    Isak Dinesen—a pen name for Danish author Karen Blixen—recounts life in British East Africa, just after World War II. While the collection of stories is not free of the racial bias and colonial attitudes of the time, Out of Africa gives a glimpse into an area of the world that’s largely overlooked when telling the coming-of-age narrative of modern countries. Fanciful and fascinating, Dinesen’s book portrays stories of lion hunts and life with native populations and European colonizers alongside a beautiful story of raising and freeing an orphaned antelope fawn. It offers readers a glimpse of a very specific place and time in history.

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    50. And Then There Were None by Agatha Christie (1939)

    In a world rife with paperback mysteries and e-books, Agatha Christie remains one of the most popular, well-known mystery writers of all time. In her vast collection, And Then There Were None frequently rises to the top. It’s a classic whodunit. Ten strangers are invited to a remote mansion on a desolate island. Once they’ve arrived, each guest is accused of murder. So what really happened? And who is responsible? Pick up a copy to find out; it makes a great summer read, after all.

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    51. Portnoy’s Complaint by Philip Roth (1969)

    Deemed highly controversial and too explicit when it was first published, Philip Roth’s Portnoy’s Complaint is a vividly brash look at sexuality, obscenities, masturbation, and identity. The novel is a monologue of “a lust-ridden, mother-addicted young Jewish bachelor” that details many awkward and cringeworthy moments alongside quests for identity. It remains a landmark published piece in American literature, and after you read it, you’ll most certainly never look at a piece of liver the same way.

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    52. Silent Spring by Rachel Carson (1962)

    Rachel Carson’s Silent Spring was first published as three installments in the New Yorker in the summer of 1962. The stories—and the book that followed in September of that year—launched the American environmental revolution, as the horrors of DDT, a pesticide commonly used at the time, made their way into the American mainstream. While Carson’s work was successful at eliminating the toxin, her story serves as a lasting reminder—and a good read—about the need for protecting our land, water, and air.

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    53. Team of Rivals: The Political Genius of Abraham Lincoln by Doris Kearns Goodwin (2005)

    Abraham Lincoln upended the political landscape of the 1850s when he won the Republican presidential nomination over a field of well-known, privileged men. Facing a divided nation and a crumbling war effort, Lincoln soon turned to those exact politicians to help build a team of rivals, a group of people he could turn to for honest accountability, effort, and eventually support and friendship. Team of Rivals is a deeply personal biography of one of America’s most respected leaders, told to show how he humbled himself in order to lead and govern.

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    54. Homegoing by Yaa Gyasi (2016)

    Don’t miss this historical fiction masterpiece that also landed on our list of the best books by Black authors. Readers will fall in love with the riveting story of two sisters with very different fates. One was kidnapped and enslaved. The other married an Englishman and built a life of wealth and prestige. The award-winning book (it won the Hemingway Foundation PEN Award and the American Book Award, among others) delves deep into generational trauma and colonization. It is a must-read for modern bibliophiles.

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    55. The Age of Innocence by Edith Warton (1920)

    This is a tale of love in the time of rigid societal requirements of New York City’s upper class. Newland Archer, an attorney from a respected family, is engaged to May Welland. Despite his betrothal, Archer finds himself taken by Countess Ellen Olenska, Welland’s unconventional cousin. Despite his own personal desires, Archer marries Welland as he has promised but continues to see Olenska. This best-of-both-worlds approach seems to please Newland, but his dreams ultimately come to an end as he’s forced to face the life he wants versus the life society expects him to lead. The book has sparked discussions in book clubs and classrooms for a century.

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    56. The Amazing Adventures of Kavalier & Clay by Michael Chabon (2000)

    You don’t need pirates and boats to have a swashbuckling thriller of a book. In The Amazing Adventures of Kavalier & Clay, the lives and adventures of a curious and meddlesome pair of cousins are explored in exuberant detail. Cousins Joe Kavalier and Sammy Clay swing through the glittering streets of pre–World War II Brooklyn, spinning up comic books to feed America’s growing craze. Their hero, Escapist, fights fascists and falls hard for Luna Moth, an ethereal, mysterious, and desirous paramour. Their lives—and their careers—are equally bright and fanciful. The book received an incredible amount of praise from readers and critics. It also became a New York Times best seller.

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    57. The Book Thief by Markus Zusak (2005)

    If you’re reading this list, you likely understand the power that a book has to feed and nurture a soul. In that case, Markus Zusak’s The Book Thief will be right at home in your hands. In 1939 Nazi Germany, Liesel Meminger seeks meaning and life amid the bombings and death. Her “weapon” of choice? Books and the written word. This is a beautiful, riveting tale that helped make the horrors of World War II fresh again for readers who learned about it from history books. Our editors agree that it’s one of the 100 best books of all time. Want great fiction like this mailed to you every month? Sign up for one of these book subscription boxes.

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    58. Rubyfruit Jungle by Rita Mae Brown (1973)

    Every reader should take the time to read a few of the best LGBTQ books ever published. Rubyfruit Jungle is the perfect place to start. This is Rita Mae Brown’s semi-autobiographical novel about fumbling through her first relationship in sixth grade, landing in New York City’s queer society, and more. It’s a personal, poignant look at what it meant to belong to the LGBTQ+ community in the mid- to late 20th century. The award-winning book is widely recognized as an important contribution to LGBTQ+ and lesbian literature.

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    59. The Brief Wondrous Life of Oscar Wao by Junot Díaz (2007)

    Oscar Wao is a pleasant nerd living in New Jersey, far removed from the comforts and traditions of the Dominican Republic his mother knows and loves. Wao wants nothing more than to find love—and to be the Dominican J.R.R. Tolkien. His quest for both plunges readers into mythologies of family curses, immigrant journeys, and the American experience. The Brief Wondrous Life of Oscar Wao is a page-turner that’ll find a home with anyone who lusts for love and the human experience.

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    60. The Catcher in the Rye by J.D. Salinger (1951)

    Originally meant for an adult audience, The Catcher in the Rye has become a favorite among adolescent readers and high school literature teachers. The theme of teenage angst and alienation imbue a story of rebellion as the protagonist, Holden Caulfield, looks for acceptance, recognition, and appreciation. Like so many teenagers, Caulfield finds himself facing the decision to leave everything behind, only to face the realization that perhaps his life isn’t as dreadful as it seems. For something totally different, take a bite out of one of these vampire books.

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    61. The Color of Water: A Black Man’s Tribute to His White Mother by James McBride (1995)

    “God is the color of water,” Ruth McBride taught her children, expressing her belief that God’s blessings, values, and grace rise above skin color and race. McBride, a “light-skinned” mother to 12 Black children, brought up her kids in the all-Black projects of Red Hook, Brooklyn, sending them to Jewish schools, shuttling them to free cultural events, and eventually shepherding all of them through college and beyond. But McBride’s son, James, discovers that she’s actually a White woman who was born in Poland, and he unearths the many painful reasons she has for hiding from that truth in this powerful, National Book Award–winning memoir.

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    62. The Joy Luck Club by Amy Tan (1989)

    Any fan of women’s fiction has likely read Amy Tan’s The Joy Luck Club. This debut novel tells the story of four Chinese women who move to the United States in search of a better life. As their American-born daughters grow up, the women struggle to reconcile their identities, cultures, and more. It’s a beautiful, important book about mothers and daughters, motherlands and adopted lands. As the world gets smaller and smaller, as more families pack up their belongings to move to a new place, books like these are critical to fostering empathy.

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    63. The Corrections by Jonathan Franzen (2001)

    After 50 years of marriage, Enid Lambert is looking for a little excitement, but it seems the universe is working against her goals. Her husband is frail from disease, and her children’s lives are falling apart or swirling down the drain. In The Corrections, Enid wants nothing more than to bring her whole family together for one last Christmas so she has something to look forward to. What unfolds, however, is nothing short of an emotional roller coaster. The book is brimming with characters who will stick with you, which is what makes it one of the best books to read when you want to deeply feel something.

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    64. The Devil in the White City: Murder, Magic, and Madness at the Fair That Changed America by Erik Larson (2003)

    The 1893 World’s Fair brought the globe to Chicago—but it also brought a cunning serial killer, H.H. Holmes. In The Devil in the White City, Erik Larson combines meticulous historical research with a bit of period storytelling to generate a truly captivating nonfiction murder mystery that also shares a lot of history about one of the world’s greatest marvels.

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    65. The Giver by Lois Lowry (1993)

    Jonas lives in a Utopian world. Everyone’s role is clear, and everyone fulfills those roles blissfully. Life is a set path that’s followed precisely. When he turns 12, however, Jonas begins to learn the reason his world is very fragile. The Giver is a dystopian story about what you’re willing to give up—and what you’re not—to live a life that’s free of emotions, pain, and suffering.

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    66. The Night Watchmen by Louise Erdrich (2020)

    The Night Watchmen snagged the top spot on our list of the best Native American books for a reason. Based on Louise Erdrich’s grandfather’s life, the story is about one Native American night watchman who fights for his right to land and identity in the United States. The book brims with beautiful sentences and a riveting story, but it also received critical acclaim for its important themes and depiction of cultural identity.

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    67. The Golden Compass by Philip Pullman (1995)

    Lyra, a bold and brave young woman, takes off into uncharted territories to rescue her friend and other young children from kidnapping by the Gobblers. She also has to help her uncle build a bridge to a parallel world. What she doesn’t realize, however, is that she will face choices that challenge her and require grit she doesn’t know she has. The first in the His Dark Materials series, The Golden Compass is captivating from word one.

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    68. The Great Gatsby by F. Scott Fitzgerald (1925)

    The roaring twenties still captivate the imagination of many, so dive into The Great Gatsby for a fantastic story and a historical trip that will leave you reeling. Rich characters and detailed imagery ensconce you in the era and whisk you into a beautiful story of the Jazz Age’s glitzy parties and lusty affections. The book is arguably the most well-known work depicting this time. That’s what places it among the books everyone should read. Not sure what to pick up after you close the book on Gatsby and friends? Choose the best book for you based on your zodiac sign.

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    69. The Immortal Life of Henrietta Lacks by Rebecca Skloot (2010)

    Henrietta Lacks, a poor Black tobacco farmer, died of cervical cancer shortly after giving birth to her fifth child in 1951. During her treatment, Lacks’ cells were taken without her knowledge, and they became the first immortalized cell line. That cell line has been used by doctors, researchers, and medical companies to develop everything from the polio vaccine to clones. Her cells are one of the most vital health tools of the 20th and 21st centuries and have made companies millions. Lacks’ family, however, knew nothing about this. The Immortal Life of Henrietta Lacks is a riveting story about race, medicine, ethics, and the search for life.

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    70. Never Let Me Go by Kazuo Ishiguro (2005)

    Kazuo Ishiguro is on our list of contemporary writers you should have read by now. He won the 2017 Nobel Prize in Literature, and his 2005 publication of Never Let Me Go is at least one reason why. The science fiction story centers on cloned humans living in a boarding school who await their future as forced organ donors. But, of course, clones are humans, too, and the students’ lives intertwine with friendship, love, and lust even as they grow more entrapped by their inevitable role in society. This is a must-read for its portrayal of enduring friendship, its questions about medical science, and its masterful writing.

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    71. The Liars’ Club: A Memoir by Mary Karr (1995)

    Mary Karr’s The Liars’ Club is a darkly humorous story of life in east Texas in the 1960s with a family that could give anyone’s family a run for its money. A daddy who drinks too much, a mother who marries too much, and a sister whose mouth could make a grown man blush—these characters are brilliant depictions of hilarious, horrific human foibles.

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    72. The Long Goodbye by Raymond Chandler (1953)

    The Long Goodbye is a murder mystery wrapped up in thrill and suspense. Philip Marlowe befriends a down-on-his-luck veteran, but several clever plot twists later, Marlowe’s friendship with the vet leaves him in the eye of investigators and a gangster. Deeply dark and fascinating, The Long Goodbye belongs to a series of novels about investigator Marlowe, and critics quibble about which are the best. You can’t go wrong with any—they’re all must-read books. Next, check out these book recommendations based on TV shows you might’ve watched.

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    73. The Looming Tower: Al-Qaeda and the Road to 9/11 by Lawrence Wright (2006)

    You think you know the events that led to September 11, 2001, but The Looming Tower is a history lesson that is as profound as it is infuriating and painful. In the five decades leading up to one of America’s darkest hours, you will trace the beginning elements of fundamental Islam, the rise of Osama bin Laden, and the terrorist groups that sought to bring down a country.

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    74. The Man Who Mistook His Wife for a Hat: And Other Clinical Tales by Olive Sacks (1985)

    Physicians and health care providers could likely fill volumes with the strange, heartbreaking, and obscene things they experience in their practices. In The Man Who Mistook His Wife for a Hat, one doctor finally did commit those episodes to paper. Oliver Sacks recounts stories of patients with a variety of neurological disorders—including, as the name suggests, a man who mistook his wife for a hat—that leave them physically here but mentally miles away. It’s captivating and heartbreaking, and it helps you understand how doctors connect with the humans behind the diagnoses. For more medical dramas, check out our list of the best doctor shows on TV.

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    75. The Omnivore’s Dilemma: A Natural History of Four Meals by Michael Pollan (2006)

    Michael Pollan may ultimately be one of the biggest forces for changes in food systems, sustainability, and healthful living. In The Omnivore’s Dilemma, Pollan shows how the meals we choose to eat impact everything from our health to the world’s ultimate outlook. Nearly a decade after he first published this book, Pollan’s call to deeper thought and conversation about our food systems continues to shift the way we eat, grow, and share our food.

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    76. The Power Broker: Robert Moses and the Fall of New York by Robert A. Caro (1974)

    New York City has been home to big personalities, but perhaps none have been quite as powerful as Robert Moses. He established much of what the city is today, from its bureaucratic utility companies to its physical layout and infrastructure. He was a force to be reckoned with, taking into his control much of the city’s development and prosperity—that is, until he finally met his match in Nelson Rockefeller. We’ve deemed this essential reading for understanding the history and politics of the Big Apple.

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    77. The Right Stuff by Tom Wolfe (1979)

    Many words have been committed to paper to commemorate and honor the United States’ race to the moon and the men and women behind those missions. But perhaps no other book can take you deep into the mindset and the tenacity, grit, and courage it took to complete the Apollo missions the way Tom Wolfe did in The Right Stuff.

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    78. Go Tell It on the Mountain by James Baldwin (1953)

    As a gay Black man in the 20th century, James Baldwin inspired generations of readers who relate to any one of his identities. Despite—and sometimes spurred by—the discrimination he faced, he wrote prolifically. While there are many, many Baldwin texts to recommend, Go Tell It on the Mountain landed on this list because of its semi-autobiographical nature. This American classic tells the story of one Harlem man’s spiritual and sexual reckoning.

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    79. The Road by Cormac McCarthy (2006)

    The Road is a deeply poetic and haunting tale of a father and son, “each the other’s world entire,” and the journey they take across a burned and destroyed America. They have little to their names, save each other, some scavenged food, and a pistol, yet they must fend off the worst of post-apocalyptic America—roaming gangs of thieves, isolation, desolation, and devastation—as they make their way to the coast, where they hope to figure out what’s next.

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    80. The Stranger by Albert Camus (1942)

    Albert Camus’ The Stranger has long lived a dual life of meaning: In one way, it’s a story of mystery, murder, death, and destruction. In another, it’s a sermon on the absurd and the power of human thought. Camus, for his part, wrote, “I summarized The Stranger a long time ago with a remark I admit was highly paradoxical: ‘In our society, any man who does not weep at his mother’s funeral runs the risk of being sentenced to death.’ I only meant that the hero of my book is condemned because he does not play the game.”

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    81. The Sun Also Rises by Ernest Hemingway (1926)

    Ernest Hemingway wrote stories filled with powerful emotions and unforgettable characters in a strikingly simple manner. The Sun Also Rises, which examines the disillusionment, angst, and apprehension of the post–World War I generation, is one of his finest works. In this novel, readers follow the tales and adventures of Jake Barnes and Lady Brett Ashley as they swing through Europe with bewildered expats, seeking out the next great thrill.

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    82. Between the World and Me by Ta-Nehisi Coates (2015)

    Our list of the best books of all time filled up quickly with fiction. But there are a few nonfiction tomes, including Ta-Nehisi Coates’ bible for the Black Lives Matter movement, that cannot be left out. This important book about racism offers a clear understanding of how Black men and women have been ostracized and exploited by formal systems throughout history. What makes the book even more compelling is how it mashes together history and modern memoir. The result is a bold, clear call to upend current racist systems and strive for a truly fair society.

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    83. The Things They Carried by Tim O’Brien (1990)

    Perhaps the greatest book of fiction on Vietnam, The Things They Carried is a powerful story about war, memory, death, imagination, the importance of storytelling, and the human spirit. Tim O’Brien moves beyond the pain of war to examine the sensitivity and nature that each soldier brought with him on that long journey to Vietnam and the scars that returned with them. It’s a raw, honest look at a war that changed the country.

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    84. The Wind-Up Bird Chronicle by Haruki Murakami (1994)

    A search for a lost cat turns into a search for a lost wife in this prescient, engrossing, and humorous novel. At the intersection of a failing marriage, a dark past, and a secretive underground, Toru Okada encounters an untold number of bizarre people and experiences as he longs for answers that may never come for him—or even for you, the reader. Reviewers have said that though this magical realism book takes time and attention to read, the magnificent tome is absolutely worth it.

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    85. The World According to Garp by John Irving (1978)

    Leave any puritan tendencies at the door when you pick up a copy of John Irving’s The World According to Garp. This story highlights the life of T.S. Garp, the bastard son of a feminist and activist. Garp’s world is a roller coaster of extremes—emotional, physical, and sexual. He faces scenarios so outlandishly awful and painful, you can’t help but laugh, cringe, cry, and cheer. Enjoy the journey!

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    86. Hamlet by William Shakespeare (1603) plus rest of the plays

    If you only ever read one of Shakespeare’s plays, let it be this, the tragic tale of a son on a quest to avenge his murdered father. Part of what makes Hamlet so iconic is how it has been retold and referenced in the centuries since it was first written. This work has spawned an entire collection of other pop culture, from Disney’s The Lion King to Rosencrantz and Guildenstern Are Dead by Tom Stoppard. If you haven’t read it already, grab a copy of this slim little work and prepare to be swept away by madness, intrigue, and bitter fate.

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    87. The Year of Magical Thinking by Joan Didion (2005)

    One of life’s truest axioms is that there will be good times and there will be bad times. If you can relate to both, or even if you can’t, Joan Didion’s The Year of Magical Thinking is a heart-wrenching story of a marriage, a family, a relationship, and a life that’s good, great, bad, awful, and everything in between. And in the end, isn’t that just a story about life?

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    88. Things Fall Apart by Chinua Achebe (1958)

    More than a century ago, worlds collided on the African continent when European colonizers arrived to establish outposts for their respective queens, kings, and presidents. What happened to the countries, the natives, and the settlers was nothing short of cataclysmic and tragic. Things Fall Apart tells the story of pre-colonial Africa and the great loss the world suffered when these civilizations and traditions were wiped away.

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    89. Unbroken: A World War II Story of Survival, Resilience, and Redemption by Laura Hillenbrand (2010)

    The story behind Unbroken is so unbelievable and so improbable, it’s difficult to accept that it’s the real story of Louis Zamperini. Rebellious teenage years gave way to an Olympic career and eventually a stint as a U.S. airman. Zamperini soon found himself stranded in the Pacific Ocean and adrift thousands of miles from help. Where other men may have accepted their fate, he fought with hope, toughness, and humor to triumph. It’s an inspiring read for all.

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    90. Little Women by Louisa May Alcott (1868)

    Is there any other mother-daughter book as iconic as Little Women? Louisa May Alcott’s story of the March sisters—Jo, Meg, Beth, and Amy—traverses their lives from childhood to adulthood. It’s a coming-of-age story that remains relevant for women everywhere because of its themes of love, career, and budding identity. No list of the best books of all time would be complete without this truly classic novel.

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    91. White Teeth by Zadie Smith (2000)

    Zadie Smith’s debut novel tells the tale of two women whose lives are forever changed by what they experienced together during World War II. This fast-paced historical fiction story covers a lot of ground: race, ethnicity, religion, class struggles, and more. The powerhouse novel landed on our list for its overwhelming praise from readers and critics alike.

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    92. The Color Purple by Alice Walker (1982)

    When Alice Walker’s award-winning novel was first published in the 1980s, it was quickly censored. The author has said that most of the criticisms come from those who never even cracked open the book. So, what’s all the hubbub about? The Color Purple tells the story of a Black teen in 1930s rural Georgia. It centers around Celie, who writes about her day-to-day life in letters addressed to God. Yes, the book contains sexual themes, profanity, and violence. But its powerful prose has won awards, resulted in film and musical adaptations, and earned a spot on “best of” lists everywhere.

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    93. Atonement by Ian McEwan (2001)

    Set in World War II–era England, Ian McEwan’s award-winning Atonement also landed on our list of the best historical fiction of all time. The novel tells the story of Briony Tallis and how her childhood accusation against a family friend changes three lives forever. It’s a romance. It’s a war novel. It’s historical fiction that will grab hold of your 21st-century heart and squeeze it till you cry. Though it’s not a light read, you’ll find yourself flying through the pages until you reach the gut-wrenching finale.

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    94. Wuthering Heights by Emily Brontë (1847)

    Could a book you read in high school really be considered one of the best books of all time? In the case of Wuthering Heights, yes. Emily Brontë’s classic novel takes a simple love story and smashes it to pieces with deft psychology and a dark Gothic atmosphere. Handsome Heathcliff falls head over heels for his foster sister, Catherine. But when another man enters the scene, their love story takes a manipulative, violent turn. The ripple effects of his jealousy even carry over into the next generation. Whether you end up loving or detesting this classic, dark romance, it’s worth a read.

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    95. The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe by C.S. Lewis (1950) plus rest of the Narnia stories

    C.S. Lewis wrote and published numerous nonfiction and fiction books throughout his lifetime, but none have seeped so soundly into pop culture as those in the Chronicles of Narnia series. In this, the first installment, Lewis whisks readers through the wardrobe and into a vivid allegory that children and adults have fallen in love with again and again. You’ll see good and evil clash in the fight between Aslan and the White Witch. You’ll see compassion and forgiveness bloom between the Pevensie siblings. And you’ll certainly whet your appetite for more fantastical adventures as you reach the final page. This book is a children’s classic for a reason.

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    96. Americanah by Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie (2013)

    If you haven’t yet read something by Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie, it’s time to start. Americanah won the 2013 U.S. National Book Critics Circle Award for fiction (joining the likes of Ian McEwan’s Atonement) and captured the imagination of readers all over the world. It’s the story of love, regret, and identity, as experienced by a Nigerian immigrant to the United States. The book simultaneously weaves a beautiful tale while revealing truths about the African diaspora that many American readers might not already know. It’s a new classic and truly one of the best fiction books you’ll read all year.

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    97. Their Eyes Were Watching God by Zora Neale Hurston (1937)

    This groundbreaking novel by Zora Neale Hurston took years to get the praise it deserved. Now it’s widely regarded as a landmark book in African American literature. It reveals themes of fate versus free will, gender, and race in the story of Janie Crawford, a young Black girl who must make her own way in 1930s Florida.

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    98. Brave New World by Aldous Huxley (1932)

    Walk either through the best bookstores in each state or your local bookstore and it won’t take long to find a shelf full of dystopian fiction. From The Hunger Games and Divergent to The Handmaid’s Tale and The Giver, twisted tales of societies gone wrong have practically become de rigueurBut once upon a time, that wasn’t the case. When Aldous Huxley penned the story of the World State, in which humans were conditioned out of their emotions and ability to bond with others, his ideas were new and somewhat shocking. The parallels to today—medicating oneself to stop feeling, genetic engineering, and instant gratification—make it all the more compelling for modern readers.

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    99. The Kite Runner by Khaled Hosseini (2003)

    Khaled Hosseini’s debut novel has been read by millions of people all over the world, clearly marking it as one of the best books of all time. It tells the touching story of two boys in modern-day Afghanistan: one wealthy, the other poor. The timing of the book (published at the height of the country’s presence in American news) buoyed its popularity, but the story is powerful enough to stand on its own. Themes of friendship, redemption, and familial love make it a universal chronicle that will keep readers of all ages riveted until the end. For more deeply moving fiction, join an online book club and discuss your reads with like-minded book lovers.

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    100. A Visit from the Goon Squad by Jennifer Egan (2010)

    This 2011 Pulitzer Prize–winning book is a series of 13 stories. All are connected by a record company exec named Bennie Salazar (and his assistant, Sasha). The stories intersect through time, revealing each character’s past—and the way time changes us all. It stands apart for its form, quietly shocking characters, and acknowledgment of how the world keeps spinning madly, whether we keep up with the pace or not. It’s a must-read for its insight and trajectory toward modern-day classic status. Need something else to keep you entertained when you finish this book? Press Play on one of the best movies from the past 100 years.

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    Fiction is there to drive us out of our heads, and science fiction even more so: it makes the wildest notions seem pressingly relevant to us, extends our imaginations and our sympathies.

    I’ve not only written many science-fiction (SF) novels myself, but for years I’ve written about SF, championed it, criticised it, taught it (whatever that means) and – God help me – edited it.

    Feminist SF never quite shook off Russ’s influence – ponderous imitations abound – and it’s easy to forget how much sheer fun Russ had with her foundational novel. Long ignored by the anti-feminist crowd, its anti-trans passages are now winning it new opprobrium. Well, to hell with people who won’t let their bubbles be pricked.

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    17. Cat’s Cradle (1963)

    by Kurt Vonnegut

    To write a good spoof, you need a truly hare-brained imagination; SF arises where invention takes on a peculiar life of its own. In Kurt Vonnegut’s fourth novel, a Cold War skit, a writer investigating the development of the atomic bomb uncovers “ice-nine”, a catastrophic polymer capable of solidifying all water. This uncomfortably believable idea – look it up: H2O is odd – pushes Vonnegut beyond satire and into a doomed and hilarious world all of his own.

     

    16. Camp Concentration (1968)

    by Thomas M Disch

    America has declared war on the rest of the world, and sinister army doctors have infected Sacchetti, an incarcerated poet, with a strain of syphilis, seeking to boost his intelligence. On these satirical foundations, Thomas Disch, one of the genre’s great jokers, built a terrifying enquiry into the relationship between language and perception, genius and pain. Anyone tempted to plug a chip into their brain, or microdose their way up to a pressing deadline (ahem), is well advised to nail this book to their desk.

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    15. Neuromancer (1984)

    by William Gibson

    It’s hard to say whether William Gibson wanted to satirise his times, or had got drunk on the Kool-Aid. Either way, Neuromancer defined the 1980s. Case, a hacker, is washed-up and neurologically crippled from accessing cyberspace. With nothing to lose, he signs up for one last job: breaking into the heavily guarded computer systems of a powerful corporate dynasty.

    Little does he know, he has become the tool of Wintermute, a rogue artificial intelligence striving to merge with its more powerful sibling and achieve true sentience. Any attempt to précis Neuromancer makes it sound like a bad copy of itself, so let’s try this: before Tenet and The Matrix, before Ready Player One and The Windup Girl, there was this odd, twisted, noirish beast, its skin the colour of television tuned to a dead channel.

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    14. The Dispossessed (1974)

    by Ursula K Le Guin

    By the time you’re taking pot-shots at the human condition itself, you’re less a commentator than a species of philosopher. We follow Shevek, a brilliant physicist (based on Robert Oppenheimer, a family friend of Le Guin), who travels to the capitalist hell-hole planet Urras, while pining for Anarres, his socialist homeworld.

    Yet we don’t: the more Shevak remembers, the more stultifying Anarres seems. Urras is no picnic either: adrift in its shallowness and brutality, Shevak’s loneliness is visceral. How, then, should we live? No point asking Le Guin, who drove critics mad with a novel that insists readers think for themselves.

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    13. Last and First Men (1930)

    by Olaf Stapledon

    Let’s start at the end. Barely warmed by the light of an ageing Sun, the last man reflects on his species’ history: how it evolved, blossomed, speciated and died. Last and First Men isn’t merely a novel; it’s an imaginative history of the solar system across two billion years, detailing the dreams and aspirations, achievements and failings of 17 different kinds of future Homo. At last, extinction beckons: “It is very good to have been man… And so we may go forward together with laughter in our hearts, and peace, thankful for the past, and for our own courage.”

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    12. Station Eleven (2014)

    by Emily St John Mandel

    Bring that thousand-yard stare back down to earth, and turn it upon our 21st-century lives, and you wind up with books like this one – not that there’s anything quite like Station Eleven. A few days before a flu pandemic ravages humanity, celebrated actor Arthur Leander dies on stage. His friends and family remember and misremember him, living as much in their versions of the past and conceptions of the present as they do the future – and it begins to dawn on us that Leander, by his passing, may just have saved humanity.

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    11. Engine Summer (1979)

    by John Crowley

    In this melancholy and uplifting vision, Rush That Speaks, a young man dedicated to “Truthful Speaking” (harder than it sounds), goes in pursuit of his lost love Once A Day. His quest takes him across strange lands, and among peoples transfigured by disaster and alien visitation into attitudes of rare gentleness. Humanity has adapted in fascinating ways to what, at first, seems a quite hostile environment. Crowley makes a poignant and often heartbreaking drama out of our happy future.

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    10. The Time Machine (1895)

    by HG Wells

    On the other hand, you could just frighten the life out of people: The Time Machine is one of the genre’s great, foundational shockers. HG Wells’s nameless narrator builds a machine to take him to the year 802701 AD, where he finds humanity split into gentle, stupid Eloi and cruel, clever Morlocks.

    The Eloi are beautiful, gentle, charming – and tasty, which is why the Morlocks are farming them. Despite what you might have been told, The Time Machine isn’t a political fable. Wells trained under the biologist Thomas Henry Huxley, and this is a powerful, well-informed novel about evolution, as Huxley’s generation understood it. Time annihilates any attribute that proves useless to survival – even beauty and intelligence.

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    9. Plague of Pythons (1965)

    by Frederik Pohl

    As society succumbs to a plague of madness, an engineer called Chandler, who committed rape and murder while out of his mind, must fight to clear his name. The plague, in reality, is the doing of mysterious “possessors” who inhabit and manipulate other people as though they were living costumes to be shed at will.

    Chandler falls in with a cult that uses pain to ward off possession, and learns that the possessors are hackers who’ve developed technology that can penetrate the human psyche. But, having fallen under their control once again, how can he stop them? Social media has given this agelessly nasty idea new life: Plague of Pythons is an inadvertent parable for our age.

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    8. The Islanders (2011)

    by Christopher Priest

    So much for moral angst. Sometimes you just want your imagination to let rip. In prose that could be pernickety to the point of bizarrerie, Christopher Priest monomaniacally rearranged two or three foundational ideas into brilliant, haunting sui generis novels such as this. The Islanders is his mischievous and magical gazetteer of the Channel Islands, recast as the Dream Archipelago, in which we drift through a chain of fragmentary consciousnesses, and both time and space prove unreliable. It must be the strangest shaggy-dog story ever written.

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    7. The Stars My Destination (1956)

    by Alfred Bester

    Gully Foyle is uneducated, unskilled, unambitious, cowardly, venal and weak. He’s trapped aboard a derelict spaceship, and the company that should rescue him is leaving him to die. But, after surviving his ordeal, Gully plots a revenge as transformative as it is terrible, as he leaps from world to world, acquiring strength after strength and skill after skill. No one, before or since, matched Alfred Bester for energy or economy; no one, with the possible exception of Quentin Tarantino, has ever shown such love for or commitment to pulp fiction.

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    6. Rogue Moon (1960)

    by Algis Budrys

    Give the imagination enough rope, and you soon end up in a place about which you can’t even ask sensible questions, never mind receive comfortable answers. Thrill-seeker Al Barker is repeatedly copied and his copies teleported into an alien artefact on the Moon, which kills him again and again and again.

    Maybe it’s trying to communicate, but who knows? “Perhaps it’s the alien equivalent of a discarded tomato can. Does a beetle know why it can enter the can only from one end as it lies across the trail to the beetle’s burrow? […] Would the beetle be a fool to assume the human race put the can there to torment it – or an egomaniac to believe the can was manufactured only to mystify it?”

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    5. Roadside Picnic (1972)

    by Arkady & Boris Strugatsky

    In 1957, a massive explosion at a nuclear waste dump in the eastern Urals contaminated several hundred square kilometres of land. To prevent people wandering into the forbidden zone, the Soviet government turned it into a nature reserve. Fifteen years later, two Russian brothers wrote Roadside Picnic.

    Aliens have visited Earth and left their rubbish behind. Redrick “Red” Schuhart, is a stalker, one of many who illegally brave these abandoned and overgrown “picnic spots” in search of powerful, transformative, toxic and often deadly litter. In some cases, the weirder SF gets, the more it comes to resemble reality.

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    4. Dune (1965)

    by Frank Herbert

    Cast into the wilderness of planet Arrakis by invading House Harkonnen, young Paul Atreides learns the ways of the desert and becomes in one swoop a focus for royalist hopes and religious fanaticism – all while riding on the back of an enormous sand-worm. Dune’s several film and TV adaptations all do a splendid job of conveying the novel’s epic scale. What they can’t do so easily is convey its oddness: like much of Herbert’s best work, Dune is set in a world that has overthrown its own thinking machines, and must now, and for its own survival, breed, drug and otherwise warp individual humans into becoming something very like gods.

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    3. Fiasco (1986)

    by Stanisław Lem

    The trouble with becoming divine is that there’s no finishing line: no point beyond which you magically acquire the wisdom and patience you need to govern your new power. In Lem’s great novel, first published in German translation before it appeared in the original Polish in 1987, idealistic human explorers approach the planet Quinta, which seems to harbour intelligent life. They try to establish contact, but the Quintans are engaged in a war, and refuse to pay any attention to the humans’ arrival. The explorers’ efforts to force the aliens to engage grow increasingly violent, in this bleak, brilliant account of good intentions gone horribly awry.

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    2. Ubik (1969)

    by Philip K Dick

    In the end, wherever we go, we’re stuck with ourselves. Technician Joe Chip is caught in a corporate ambush, and his boss, Glen Runciter, is killed. Reality quickly unravels: objects regress in time, deteriorating into earlier forms, and Joe and his friends find themselves moving backward through the decades. Maybe they’re dead, and Runciter is alive. Runciter certainly seems to think so: he’s constantly turning up in advertisements, pushing “Ubik”, a substance that can temporarily reverse the universal decay. In Dick’s world, we only have each other. The very fabric of reality depends on other people.

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    1. The Day of Creation (1987)

    by JG Ballard

    Mallory is a WHO doctor in war-torn central Africa, where he dreams of bringing water to the parched land. Funnily enough, while digging, he unleashes a powerful, ever-growing river. Becoming obsessed, he names the river after himself and embarks on a journey upstream, through Edenic lands that grow steadily more poisonous and feverish, while the river turns into a force only Mallory can stop.

    The Day of Creation caps a formidable series of explorations of psychological “inner space”, that began with 1962’s The Wind from Nowhere. Ballard’s central insight was that no one experiences reality, only those bits of it that seem relevant. That’s where science fiction starts.

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      1. The Catcher in the Rye by J.D. Salinger
      2. The Diary of a Young Girl by Anne Frank
      3. Pride and Prejudice by Jane Austen
      4. Fictions by Jorge Luis Borges
      5. *The Little Prince by Antoine de Saint-Exupéry on my list to read
      6. . East of Eden by John Steinbeck.
      7. One Hundred Years of Solitude by Gabriel García Márquez
      8. 1984 by George Orwell
      9. The Picture of Dorian Gray by Oscar Wilde
      10. Watership Down by Richard Adams
      11. A Room of One’s Own by Virginia Woolf
      12. Crime and Punishment by Fyodor Dostoevsky
      13. The Metamorphosis by Franz Kafka
      14. *The Bell Jar by Sylvia Plath
      15. *The Stranger by Albert Camus
      16. 16. Brave New World by Aldous Huxley
      17. To Kill a Mockingbird by Harper Lee
      18. Frankenstein by Mary Shelley

    19.                Flowers for Algernon by Daniel Keyes

    20.                The Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy by Douglas Adams

    21. The Grapes of Wrath by John Steinbeck

    22. The Count of Monte Cristo by Alexandre Dumas

    23. Little Women by Louisa May Alcott

    24. The Great Gatsby by F. Scott Fitzgerald

    25. Wuthering Heights by Emily Brontë

    26. Don Quixote by Miguel de Cervantes

    27.* Madame Bovary by Gustave Flaubert on my list to read

    28.* Ulysses by James Joyce On my list to read not on the basic list though

    29. Dracula by Bram Stoker

    30. A Tale of Two Cities Novel by Charles Dicken

     

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    A self-help book from 1884 gets me through the year, one day at a time

     

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    Douglas Adams In the Salmon of Doubt Hitchiking the Galaxy One Last Time

     

    “The fact that we live at the bottom of a deep gravity well, on the surface of a gas covered planet going around a nuclear fireball 90 million miles away and think this to be normal is obviously some indication of how skewed our perspective tends to be.” ~ Douglas Adams in “The Salmon of Doubt: Hitchhiking the Galaxy One Last Time”

    Neil Armstrong quote

    In 1969, Neil Armstrong described the earth as a “tiny pea, pretty and blue,” which could be obscured by his thumb as he looked down upon us during his mission to the moon. Today, I can see Mars as a bright speck in the night sky and then go inside, turn on my computer and view images sent down from the Mars rover Curiosity, which show vivid scenes of the sprawling landscape up close and personal, bringing to mind the alien terrain I saw during my first voyage on the way to Auburn. http://www.cnn.com/2014/06/24/tech/mars-curiosity-anniversary/

    Anne Kagan in the After life of Billy Finger

    “A shift in perspective makes the particles in your universe dance to new possibilities.” ~ Annie Kagan in “The Afterlife of Billy Finger”

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    ~ Erica Jong“One of my secret instructions to myself as a poet is: “Whatever you do, don’t be boring.”
    ~ Anne Sexton“If I feel physically as if the top of my head were taken off, I know that is poetry.”
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    ~ Sylvia Plath

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    – F. Scott Fitzgerald

    “I would also suggest that any aspiring writer begin with short stories. These days, I meet far too many young writers who try to start with a novel right off, or a trilogy, or even a nine-book series. That’s like starting in rock climbing by tackling Mt. Everest. Short stories help you learn your craft.”
    – George R.R. Martin

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    Find yourself someone who talks about you the way he talks about Marcia. Expect your friends to be jealous. Or perhaps a bit concerned.

    An emptiness so vast, the night screams in envy—
    It devours the stars yet still hungers for my sorrow.

    Man does not weave this web of life. He is merely a strand of it. Whatever he does to the web, he does to himself.~~ Chief SeattleA house with any kind of age will have dozens of stories to tell. I suppose if a novelist could live long enough, one could base an entire oeuvre on the lives that weave in and out of an antique house. ~~Anita Shreve

    (What a fantastic idea for a book! Hmmmm)

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    Time and tide wait for no man. ~~Geoffrey Chaucer

    Lost – yesterday, somewhere between sunrise and sunset, two golden hours, each set with sixty diamond minutes. No reward is offered, for they are gone forever. ~~Horace Mann

    The past is but a thread in the tapestry of our future. ~~Nora Roberts, Three Fates

    Man does not weave this web of life. He is merely a strand of it. Whatever he does to the web, he does to himself.~~ Chief Seattle

    A house with any kind of age will have dozens of stories to tell. I suppose if a novelist could live long enough, one could base an entire oeuvre on the lives that weave in and out of an antique house. ~~Anita Shreve

    (What a fantastic idea for a book! Hamm)

    You may delay, but time will not. ~~Benjamin Franklin

    Yesterday’s the past, tomorrow’s the future, but today is a gift. That’s why it’s called the present. ~~Bil Keane

    Time and tide wait for no man. ~~Geoffrey Chaucer

    Lost – yesterday, somewhere between sunrise and sunset, two golden hours, each set with sixty diamond minutes. No reward is offered, for they are gone forever. ~~Horace Mann

    The past is but a thread in the tapestry of our future. ~~Nora Roberts, Three Fates

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  • Cosmos’s K Drama Picks for 2025

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    Over the last few years, as some of you know, I finally became a K-Drama fan. Part of the reason is that my Korean is now good enough to follow the dialogue, although I still need subtitles mostly, and I have been staying in Korea for half the year for the last few years. And K Dramas are quite good from both a writing and acting perspective–some of the best dramas being produced in the world right now. That was not always the case. K-dramas were not that good until the early 90s when they started taking off.

    One of the best things they did was sign an agreement with Netflix and later Disney to provide K Dramas to both streaming services, and in return, allowing them access to the Korean public. Unfortunately, many of K Dramas shown on Netflix in Korea do not have subtitles, but those shown on foreign feeds all have subtitles; those that are joint productions with Netflix all have subtitles. Given how accurate AI is becoming, it should be pretty cheap to produce subtitles for all the K Dramas shown on TV and on Netflix.  I wish someone would do that.

    Here are some of my favorite k K-dramas.

    K dramas come in two forms–movies and series. The series is reminiscent of Mexican telenovelas – usually 16 episodes, occasionally 20, and occasionally fewer. A few have two seasons. Most run for about a month. Many are available now on Netflix, Disney, and Hulu with English subtitles. A few were quite controversial.

    K Romcoms among the best in the world

    For those new to the genre,   I would pick a rom-com as the Koreans are masters of the rom-com genre. Most are slow-burning romcoms with the romance gradually building; often, it is the hate-to-love story line. Often featuring people of different social classes falling in love and somehow making it work.  I have included at the end a separate list of romcoms with the ones I’ve seen bolded and an * marking my favorite K romcoms.

    Dark Comedies and Dramas 

    Some of the dramas are biting black comedies, like Parasite.

    I would recommend 12 12 and Last Man Standing as the top political thrillers, many because they take place in 1979-1981 when I was in the Peace Corps in my first exposure to Korean culture.

    Quite a few K dramas are about what I call “Rich people behaving badly”, and the revenge of the lower classes. “  Mine “ is a good example.  A few have LGBTQ characters  “Mine” “Itaewon”, and “Love in the Big City”  come to mind.   And a lot are about revenge – see the “Glory”.  There are a number of Sci-fi and epic fantasies such as Arkndal Chronicles as well to choose from.

    And of course, there is Squid Game. I would skip the international version which was a big flop,  season two just finished and the series concluding season is coming up later this year.

    “Parasite” of course won the 2020 Oscar. And “Minuri” won best-supporting actress 2023.

    My top recommendations include

    Master List

    Bold I have seen

    📺 Part One: K-Dramas A–M (Alphabetized by English Title)

    English Title Korean Title (Romanized) Notes
    12.12: The Day 12.12: 더 데이 (Deo Dei) Political drama
    20th Century Girl 20세기 소녀 (20segi Sonyeo) Coming-of-age
    A Tale Of Two Sisters 장화, 홍련 (Janghwa, Hongryeon) Horror
    A Typical Family 평범한 가족 (Pyeongbeomhan Gajok) Superpowers
    Again My Life 어게인 마이 라이프 (Eogein Mai Laipeu) Rom-com
    Alchemy Of Souls 환혼 (Hwanhon) Epic fantasy
    Alive 살아있다 (#Saraitda) Horror
    All Of Us Are Dead 지금 우리 학교는 Zombie drama
    All The Love You Wish For 모든 사랑을 원해 (Modeun Sarangeul Wonhae) Rom-com
    Arkndal Chronicles 아스달 연대기 (Aseudal Yeondaegi) Fantasy
    Autumn In My Heart 가을동화 Rom-com
    Awaken 낮과 밤 Thriller
    Bad and Crazy 배드 앤 크레이지 Action
    Badlands Hunters 황야의 사냥꾼 (Hwangyaui Sanyangkkun) Post-apocalyptic
    Beef Revenge drama
    Because This Is My First Life 이번 생은 처음이라 (Ibeon Saengeun Cheoeumira) Rom-com
    Believer 독전 (Dokjeon) Crime drama
    Bequeathed 선산 (Seonsan) Thriller
    Beyond Evil 괴물 (Goemul) Thriller
    Beyond the Bar 비욘드 더 바 2021–2022
    Big Mouth 빅마우스 (Bikmauseu) Thriller
    Black Knight 택배기사 (Taekbaegisa) Sci-fi
    Boys Over Flowers 꽃보다 남자 (Kkotboda Namja) Rom-com
    Broadcast Diva 무인도의 디바 (Muin-Do-Ui Diva) Rom-com
    Business Proposal 사내 맞선 (Sanae Matseon) Rom-com
    Bulgasal: Immortal Souls 불가살 (Bulgasal) Horror
    Can This Love Be Translated? 이 사랑 통역 되나요? Rom-com
    Cash Hero 캐쉬 히어로 (Kaeswi Hieoro) Superhero
    Castaway Diva 무인도의 디바 (Muin-Do-Ui Diva) Rom-com
    Check-In Hanyang 체크인 한양 (Chekeuin Hanyang) Political rom-com
    Chief Of Staff 보좌관 (Bojagwan) Political
    Coffee Prince 커피프린스 1호점 (Keopipeurinseu 1 Hojom) Rom-com
    Colony Yeon Sang-ho project
    Comedy Royal 로얄로더 (Loyal Lodeo) Comedy
    Crazy Love 크레이지 러브 (Keureiji Reobeu) Rom-com
    Crash Course In Romance 일타 스캔들 (Ilta Seukaendeul) Rom-com
    Crash Landing On You 사랑의 불시착 (Sarangui Bulsichak) Rom-com
    Culinary Class War 요리 클래스 전쟁 (Yori Keullaseu Jeonjaeng) Food competition
    Dali And The Cocky Prince 달리와 감자탕 (Dalliwa Gamjatang) Rom-com
    Designated Survivor: 60 Days 60일, 지정생존자 (60il, Jijeongsaengjonja) Political
    Destined With You 이 연애는 불가항력 (I Yeonaeneun Bulgahangryeok) Rom-com
    Doctor Cha 닥터 차정숙 (Dakteo Cha Jeongsuk) Hospital drama
    Doctor John 의사요한 (Uisayohan) Rom-com
    Doctor Prisoner 닥터 프리즈너 (Dakteo Peurijeuneo) Thriller
    Doctor Romantic 낭만닥터 김사부 (Nangman Dakteo Kim Sabu) Hospital drama
    Doctor Slump 닥터 슬럼프 (Dakteo Seulleompeu) Rom-com
    Don’t Buy The Seller 타겟 (Taget) Thriller
    D.P. (Deserter Pursuit)

    애마 (Aema).

    디피 (Dipi) Military
    Eve 이브 (Ibeu) Thriller
    Extracurricular 인간수업 (Ingansueop) Crime drama
    Faith 신의 Historical
    Fated To Love You 운명처럼 널 사랑해 (Unmyeongcheoreom Neol Saranghae) Rom-com
    Fight For My Way 쌈, 마이웨이 (Ssam, Maiwei) Rom-com
    Fiery Priest 열혈사제 (Yeolhyeolsaje) Crime
    Genie, Make A Wish 다 이루어질지니 Fantasy
    Glitch 글리치 (Geullichi) Sci-fi
    Go Back Couple 고백부부 Rom-com
    Good Bye Mr. Black 굿바이 미스터 블랙 Political
    Good and the Bastard 좋거나 나쁜 동재 (Jotgeona Nappeun Dongjae) Thriller
    Graceful Family 우아한 가 (Ua Han Ga) Drama
    Gu Family Book 구가의 서 (Guga-Ui Seo) Historical
    Gunche 군체 Zombie
    Gyesang Creature (Part 1) 계상 크리처 (파트 1) Monster drama
    Gyesang Creature (Part 2) 계상 크리처 (파트 2) Monster drama
    Gyesirok 계시록 Revelations
    Happiness 해피니스 Rom-com
    Healer 힐러 (Hilleo) Action
    Hellbound (Part 1) 지옥 (Jiok) Horror
    Hellbound (Part 2) 지옥 (Jiok) Horror

    Additional list Period piece about medical doctors

     

    🎬 Similar K-Dramas with Korean Titles

    English Title Korean Title Genre/Theme
    Live Up to Your Name 명불허전 Joseon doctor time-travels to Seoul
    Dr. Romantic 낭만닥터 김사부 Medical drama with mentorship
    Hospital Playlist 슬기로운 의사생활 Slice-of-life medical friendship
    Ghost Doctor 고스트 닥터 Supernatural medical drama
    Rookie Historian Goo Hae-ryung 신입사관 구해령 Joseon-era feminist historian
    Kingdom 킹덤 Joseon zombie thriller
    Royal Secret Agent 암행어사 Joseon undercover investigations
    Outlander (Western) 아웃랜더 Time-traveling nurse in Scotland
    Penny Dreadful (Western) 페니 드레드풀 Gothic horror with psychological depth
    Our Flag Means Death (Western) 아워 플래그 민즈 데스 Quirky period comedy

    🎬

    🧠 Modern K-Dramas About Mental Health & Healing

    English Title Korean Title Mental Health Theme(s)
    It’s Okay to Not Be Okay 사이코지만 괜찮아 Autism, PTSD, personality disorders
    It’s Okay, That’s Love 괜찮아, 사랑이야 Schizophrenia, anxiety, depression
    Kill Me, Heal Me 킬미, 힐미 Dissociative Identity Disorder (DID)
    Good Doctor 굿 닥터 Autism, savant syndrome
    Extraordinary Attorney Woo 이상한 변호사 우영우 Autism spectrum disorder
    Flower of Evil 악의 꽃 Antisocial personality disorder
    Dr. Frost 닥터 프로스트 Psychological profiling, mental illness cases
    Soul Mechanic 영혼수선공 Psychiatric therapy, emotional healing
    Fix You 영혼수선공 Psychiatrist helping patients heal
    Be Melodramatic 멜로가 체질 PTSD, grief, emotional trauma
    Chocolate 초콜릿 PTSD, emotional repression
    Come and Hug Me 이리와 안아줘 Panic disorder, trauma
    Rain or Shine 그냥 사랑하는 사이 Grief, survivor’s guilt
    Mental Coach Jegal 멘탈코치 제갈길 Sports psychology, trauma recovery
    My Liberation Notes 나의 해방일지 Existential depression, emotional burnout
    Her Private Life 그녀의 사생활 PTSD, emotional repression
    Find Me in Your Memory 그 남자의 기억법 Hyperthymesia, PTSD
    Awaken 낮과 밤 Psychological thriller, trauma

     

    Alphabetized K-Movie List

    English Title Korean Title (Romanized) Notes
    After My Death 죄 많은 소녀 (Joe Maneun Sonyeo) Drama
    Along With The Gods 신과함께 (Singwa Hamkke) Fantasy drama
    Confidential Assignment 공조 (Gongjo) Political thriller
    Confidential Assignment 2: International 공조2: 인터내셔날 (Gongjo 2: Inteonaesyeonal) Crime thriller
    Decision to Leave 헤어질 결심 (Heeojil Gyeolsim) Thriller
    Forgotten 기억의 밤 (Gieokui Bam) Mystery thriller
    Hostage 인질 (Injil) Crime thriller
    My Place 나의집 (Naui Jip) Rom-com
    Mercy For None 광장 (Gwangjang) Q2 2025 release
    On The Line 보이스 (Boiseu) Thriller
    Ordinary People 보통사람 (Botongsaram) Drama
    Parallel Life 평행 이론 (Pyeonghaeng Ireon) Sci-fi
    Project Silence 프로젝트 사일런스 (Peurojekteu Sailleonseu) Political horror
    Queen of Mystery 추리의 여왕 (Churuiui Yeowang) Crime-solving duo
    Sandglass 모래시계 (Moraesigye) Rom-com
    Single In Seoul 싱글 인 서울 (Singgeul In Seoul) Rom-com
    Somebody 썸바디 (Sseombadi) Crime
    Space Sweepers 승리호 (Seungniho) Sci-fi
    The Big Swindle 범죄의 재구성 (Beomjoeui Jaeguseong) Crime
    The Bros 부라더 (Beuradeo) Comedy
    The Devil’s Plan 데블스 플랜 (Debeulseu Peullaen) Reality TV
    The Dude In Me 내안의 그놈 (Naeane Geunom) Comedy
    The Good, the Bad, the Weird 좋은 놈, 나쁜 놈, 이상한 놈 (Joeun Nom, Nappeun Nom, Isanghan Nom) Western-style action
    The Negotiator 협상 (Hyeopsang) Thriller (Thailand/Korea)
    The Swindlers 꾼 (Kkun) Crime
    The Spy Gone North 공작 (Gongjak) Political thriller
    The Worst Of Evil 최악의 악 (Choeagui Ak) Crime drama
     

     

    the Price of Confession  Hangul: 자백의 대가 Romanized: Jabaeg-ui Daega

    Secret Life of Mr.  Kim·  The Secret Life of Mr. Kim → 김씨의 은밀한 사생활

    • Typhoon Family → 태풍 가족

    90s K Dramas Worth Rewatching Today

         

    Absolutely, Jake. You’re diving into a rich, provocative slice of Korean cinematic history reframed through a modern lens. The drama you’re referring to is titled Aema (애마) in Korean, and it premiered on Netflix on August 22, 2025. It’s a six-episode historical comedy-drama that dramatizes the making of the 1982 erotic film Madame Aema, which became a cultural lightning rod in South Korea.

    🎬 Overall Synopsis

    Set in the vibrant, male-dominated world of 1980s Chungmuro—the heart of Korea’s film industry—Aema follows two women caught in the storm of ambition, exploitation, and rebellion. Jung Hee-ran, a seasoned actress with a fiery temper, is initially cast in the lead role of Madame Aema but is sidelined when she refuses to bare her body on screen. Her replacement, Shin Joo-ae, a nightclub dancer with dreams of stardom, steps into the role, sparking tension and unexpected solidarity. As the film’s production unfolds, the drama exposes the underbelly of the industry: coercive contracts, sexual exploitation, and the struggle for artistic integrity.

    📺 Episode Guide

    While full episode breakdowns are still emerging, here’s a thematic arc across the six episodes:

    🎭 Cast & Characters

    Main Cast:

    • Lee Hanee as Jung Hee-ran – A top actress resisting objectification
    • Bang Hyo-rin as Shin Joo-ae – A bold newcomer with raw talent
    • Jin Seon-kyu as Gu Jung-ho – Ruthless CEO of Shinsung Films
    • Cho Hyun-chul as Kwak In-woo – Idealistic rookie director

    Supporting Cast Highlights:

    • Jang Nam-su as Park Yeong-bae – Hee-ran’s loyal manager
    • Lee Hong-nae as Yang Seok-won – Investigative reporter
    • Lee So-e as Hwang Mi-na – Jung-ho’s tragic girlfriend
    • Park Hae-joon as Lee Jae-geon – Tabloid journalist
    • Kim Jong-soo as Kwon Do-il – Director who gives Hee-ran a platform

    🗣️ Notable Quotes

    Here are a few standout lines that capture the emotional and thematic core:

    • “You think I’m difficult? I think I’m finally awake.” — Jung Hee-ran
    • “I didn’t come here to be touched. I came here to be seen.” — Shin Joo-ae
    • “Aema isn’t just a film. It’s a mirror. And you’re all afraid of what you’ll see.” — Kwak In-woo

    📣 Reputation & Cultural Impact

    Aema is both a tribute and a critique. It revisits the scandalous legacy of the original Madame Aema—the longest-running erotic film series in Korean history—and reframes it through a feminist, revisionist lens. The original film was born from the 1980s “3S Policy” (Screen, Sex, Sports), a government strategy to distract from political unrest. The Netflix drama doesn’t shy away from this context, portraying the era’s contradictions: censorship loosening just enough to allow erotic cinema, while actresses were commodified and silenced.

    Critics have praised Aema for its bold storytelling and layered performances, especially Lee Hanee’s portrayal of Hee-ran. It’s been described as “a reckoning with Korea’s cinematic past” and “a drama that dares to name the cost of survival.”

    Would you like help shaping your review’s tone—archival, mythic, personal, or critical? I can help you weave in historical footnotes, character arcs, or even a blues riff if you want to echo your Cosmos Foundation style.

     

    The 50 Best K-Dramas to Add to Your Watchlist

     

    If you’re a television fan who hasn’t yet dived into the world of Korean dramas, you’re missing out on some of the best shows ever made. Long gone are the days when hallyu fans had to trade DVDs or LiveJournal links with (potentially inaccurate) English subtitles. Now streamers like Netflix, Viki, Hulu, and Prime Video have put the breadth of Korean shows and movies at our fingertips, and franchises like Squid Game and Kpop Demon Hunters have become truly inescapable.

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    Romance Korean Dramas

    These romantic K-dramas are for the fans of intense, sweeping romances that can span from heart-fluttering to heart-wrenching in one episode. (Think Bridgerton, but even more swoon-worthy.) If you want to spend 16-20 hours invested in a serious slow burn, look here.

    ‘Business Proposal’ (2022)

    ((Image credit: SBS))

    This 2022 rom-com drama has become the year’s biggest hit so far thanks to its hilarious romances (and a super-popular kissing clip). Shin Ha-ri (I.O.I. and The Uncanny Counter‘s Kim Se-jeong) is a food researcher at a company that just welcomed a new president, Kang Tae-moo (KPop Demon Hunters‘s Ahn Hyo-seop). When her wealthy BFF (played by Seol In-ah) asks her to go on a blind date for her and ruin it, the date turns out to be Tae-moo. The morning after the disastrous date, Ha-ri receives a call—Tae-moo wants to marry her!?! Their hilarious courtship, as well as the second lead romance, will definitely steal your heart.

    watch it on netflix

    ‘Coffee Prince’ (2007)

    ((Image credit: MBC))

    This classic K-drama follows Choi Han-gyul (Squid Game‘s Gong Yoo), the irresponsible heir to a conglomerate with a popular chain of coffee shops. One day he meets Ko Eun-chan (Yoon Eun-hye), a tomboy who’s often mistaken for a man and has been the breadwinner of her family since she was 16. Not knowing Eun-chan is a girl, Han-gyul hires her to be his gay lover to get out of the blind dates his grandmother sets up. Han-gyul also takes over a derelict coffee shop, renamed Coffee Prince, to prove to his grandmother and ex-girlfriend that he is capable. As he’s only hiring good-looking male employees, Eun-chan decides to keep up her gender charade to get a job at his cafe.

    watch it on viki

    ‘Crash Landing on You’ (2019–2020)

    ((Image credit: tvN))

    A South Korean heiress, Yoon Se-ri, gets caught in a storm while paragliding and finds herself blown off course into North Korea. Se-ri then runs into Ri Jeong-hyeok, Captain of the North Korean Special Forces and a member of the North Korean elite family. Captain Ri eventually hatches a plan to get Se-ri back to South Korea with the help of his squad, but not before they all tackle the obstacles that come their way—and then some. This drama mixes romance with comedy and ultimately tells the tale of two star-crossed lovers. It’s currently the 2nd highest rated tvN drama and the fifth-highest Korean drama in cable television history. (Also, stars Son Ye-jin and Hyun Bin have since gotten married and welcomed a baby!)

    watch it on netflix

    ‘Hometown Cha-Cha-Cha’ (2021)

    ((Image credit: tvN))

    This country-boy meets city-girl romance starts when Seoul dentist Yoon Hye-jin (Shin Min-ah) loses her shoe during a visit to the seaside village of Gonjin. It’s found by Hong Doo-shik (Kim Seon-ho), a jack-of-all-trades who does odd jobs around town. Hye-jin ends up moving to Gonjin, where Doo-shik helps her adapt to the new environment, and the couple slowly (and sweetly) grows feelings for each other.

    watch it on netflix

    ‘Love in the Big City’ (2024)

    ((Image credit: TVING))

    BL (a.k.a. “Boys Love”) dramas have grown in popularity over the years, and this groundbreaking novel adaptation is a great intro to the genre. Based on Sang Young Park’s novel of the same name (and not to be confused with the 2024 film starring Kim Go-eun and Noh Sang-hyun), the eight-episode K-drama follows Go Young (Nam Yoon-su), a gay Korean man living with his straight best friend Mi Ae (Lee Soo-kyung), as he searches for love in the face of parental and societal expectations.

    watch it on viki

    ‘Lovely Runner’ (2024)

    ((Image credit: Courtesy of Viki))

    Lovely Runner is a popular romance-fantasy drama mixes time travel with every K-pop fangirl’s wildest dreams. In 2023, Im Sol (Kim Hye-yoon), is a 34-year-old who uses a wheelchair and a dedicated fan of K-pop superstar Ryu Sun-jae (Byeon Woo-seok), who gave her the strength to live on during the most difficult time of her life. When Sun-jae unexpectedly dies, seemingly by suicide, a devastated Sol has Sun-jae’s old digital watch. As she presses one of its buttons, Sol’s transported 15 years back to 2008, when she was a 19-year-old student at a high school near Sun-jae’s. Sol becomes determined to stop Sun-jae’s future death by any means necessary, which is just the start of the pair’s twist-filled, fated romance.

    watch it on viki

    ‘Our Beloved Summer’ (2021–2022)

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    watch it on netflix

    ‘Secret Garden’ (2004)

    ((Image credit: SBS))

    This classic romance, for fans of shows like Boys Over Flowers and The Heirs, is a body-swapping melodrama that includes so many rom-com tropes. Kim Joo-won (Crash Landing on You‘s Hyun Bin), the spoiled CEO of a department store, meets Gil Ra-im (Ha Ji-won), a stuntwoman who was orphaned as a teenager, via a case of mistaken identity. Joo-won is attracted to Ra-im despite himself, and uses their one connection—she’s a fangirl of his cousin, Hallyu star Oska—to stick around her. During a fateful night when they’re alone together, the pair are gifted mysterious homemade wine and wake up to find that they’ve switched bodies. Yes, this is all ridiculous, and yes, it ends up in a nostalgic love story by the end.

    20 Best Medical K-Dramas, Ranked

     

    I have not seen these yet they are on my list to see soon

     

    Here’s a detailed list of the K-Dramas you mentioned, including their original Korean titles (Hangul and Romanized) and air dates:

    1. Reply 1988

    • Korean Title: 응답하라 1988
    • Romanized: Eungdabhara 1988
    • Air Dates: November 6, 2015 – January 16, 2016
    • Network: tvN
      [asianwiki.com]

    2. Reborn Rich

    • Korean Title: 재벌집 막내아들
    • Romanized: Jaebeoljip Maknaeadeul
    • Air Dates: November 18, 2022 – December 25, 2022
    • Network: JTBC
      [en.wikipedia.org]

    3. Twenty-Five Twenty-One

    • Korean Title: 스물다섯 스물하나
    • Romanized: Seumuldaseot Seumulhana
    • Air Dates: February 12, 2022 – April 3, 2022
    • Network: tvN
      [en.wikipedia.org]

    4. It’s Okay to Not Be Okay

    • Korean Title: 사이코지만 괜찮아
    • Romanized: Saikojiman Gwaenchana
    • Air Dates: June 20, 2020 – August 9, 2020
    • Network: tvN
      [en.wikipedia.org]

    5. Start-Up

    • Korean Title: 스타트업
    • Romanized: Seutateueop
    • Air Dates: October 17, 2020 – December 6, 2020
    • Network: tvN
      [en.wikipedia.org]

    6. Hospital Playlist

    • Korean Title: 슬기로운 의사생활
    • Romanized: Seulgirowoon Uisasaenghwal
    • Air Dates:
      • Season 1: March 12 – May 28, 2020
      • Season 2: June 17 – September 16, 2021
    • Network: tvN
      [en.wikipedia.org]

    7. Empire of Gold

    • Korean Title: 황금의 제국
    • Romanized: Hwanggeumui Jeguk
    • Air Dates: July 1 – September 17, 2013
    • Network: SBS
      [en.wikipedia.org]

     

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    Recent dramas

     

    1. Typhoon Family K Drama 태풍상사
      Revised Romanization: Taepungsangsa
      Literal Translation: Typhoon Trading Company
    1. My lovely lIar Hangul: 소용없어 거짓말, Romanized: Soyongeobseo Geojitmal,lteral Meaning: Useless Lies [asianwiki.com]
    1. Korean Title:Good News about Japanese Hijcking in 1970
      Hangul: 굿뉴스
      Romanization: Gut Nuiuseu
    2. Official English Title: The Dream Life of Mr. Kim
      Korean Title:
      Hangul: 서울 자가에 대기업 다니는 부장 이야기
      Romanization: Seoul Jagae Daegieop Danineun Kim Bujang Iyagi
      Literal meaning: The Story of Manager Kim Who Works at a Large Corporation in Seoul

     

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    The Korean title for “As You Stood By” is:

    당신이 죽였다
    (Romanization: Dangsini Jugyeotda)

     

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    Similar K-Dramas

    If you loved Dynamite Kiss, try these:

    • Business Proposal (사내 맞선) – Workplace romance with fake identity trope.
    • My Secret Romance (애타는 로맨스) – Impulsive kiss leading to office romance.
    • What’s Wrong with Secretary Kim (김비서가 왜 그럴까) – Power dynamics and slow-burn tension.
    • Nice to Not Meet You (만나서 반갑지 않아요) – 2025 rom-com with professional clashes.

    The Good Bad Mother (나쁜 엄마) – Family themes and emotional depth.

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    From Parasite to Park Chan-wook—Could ‘No Other Choice’ Be Korea’s Next Oscar Miracle?

    Co-Pilot

     

    I hear there is buzz about another potential Korean Oscar contender, the K movie, No Other Choice.  Could you provide the Korean Title, in both Hangul and Romanized, the release date in Korea, the award nominations, and the cast? Quotes and literary reputation? And movies by the director? And similar K dramas/movies, particularly the current K Dream, Mr. Kim’s Secret Dreams, which this movie reminds me of. Oh, and the date of the next Oscar, including the release date of the nominations and the host for the upcoming Oscars? And also discuss the book Ax – it is based on including the author’s bio, list of his or her other works, and the literary reputation of the book. Break this down into the movie, other related K dramas, and movies, the Oscar Race for 2026 including the date and host; and information on the book it is based on.   This is not for publicaiton yet

     

    Section 1: The Movie–No Other Choice

    • Korean Title: 어쩔 수가 없다 (Romanized: Eojjeolsugaeopda)
    • Director: Park Chan-wook
    • Release Dates:

    – South Korea: September 24, 2025

    – North America: December 25, 2025 (limited), January 2026 (wide)

    • Awards & Nominations:

    – Korea’s official submission for Best International Feature Film at the 98th Academy Awards

    – Multiple Blue Dragon Film Awards: Best Picture, Best Director, Best Actress, Best Supporting Actor, Best Music, Costume Design

    • Cast:

    – Lee Byung-hun, Son Ye-jin, Park Hee-soon, Lee Sung-min, Yum Hye-ran, Cha Seung-won, Yoo Yeon-seok

    • Quotes & Literary Reputation:

    Critics praise its dark humor and social commentary. Park Chan-wook calls it ‘a heartbreaking story about a middle-aged man who lost his job and becomes a serial killer in the process of trying to feed his family.’

    Director’s Selected Filmography:

    Film Year
    Oldboy 2003
    The Handmaiden 2016
    Decision to Leave 2022
    No Other Choice 2025

     

     

    Section 2: Related K-Drama & Movies

    • Mr. Kim’s Secret Dreams (김씨의 비밀 꿈, Romanized: Kimssiui Bimil Kkum)
    • Our Beloved Summer (그 해 우리는, Romanized: Geu Hae Urineun)
    • Her Private Life (그녀의 사생활, Romanized: Geunyeoui Sasaenghwal)
    • Fight for My Way (쌈 마이웨이, Romanized: Ssam Maiwei)
    • Romance Is a Bonus Book (로맨스는 별책부록, Romanized: Romaenseuneun Byeolchaekburok)

     

     

    Section 4: The Book – The Ax

    • Author: Donald E. Westlake (1933–2008)
    • Bio: Acclaimed American crime novelist, known for witty, darkly comic thrillers. Multiple Edgar Awards and Grand Master Award.
    • Other Works:10 essential K-dramas for beginners

    – The Hunter (as Richard Stark)

    – The Hot Rock

    – Bad News

    – Dancing Aztecs

    • Literary Reputation:

    Published in 1997; praised for chilling satire on corporate downsizing and moral decay. Considered one of Westlake’s most incisive social commentaries.

    • Previous Adaptations:

    – French film Le Couperet (2005) by Costa-Gavras

     

    As the 98th Academy Awards draw closer next March, Korean audiences are closely watching the International Feature Film race, where Park Chan Wooks No Other Choice is considered a major contender. The film, produced by Moho Film, has been selected as Korea’s official submission and is currently competing for a nomination.

    No Other Choice will premiere for North American audiences on December 25, opening in select theaters across the United States and Canada before expanding in January. The film follows the desperate struggle of a jobless family man trying to regain employment and stars Lee Byung Hun, Son Ye Jin, Park Hee Soon, Lee Sung Min, and Yum Hye Ran. This marks Park Chan Wooks first feature in three years since No Other Choice in 2022 and is adapted from the American novel Ax.

    The post From Parasite to Park Chan-wook—Could ‘No Other Choice’ Be Korea’s Next Oscar Miracle? appeared first on ZAPZEE.

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  • Howling at the Moon

    Howling at the Moon

    Howling at the Moon

     

    Lunatics Howling at the Moon Madness PoemsH

    Howling at the Pink Super Moon

    Howling at the Pink Super Moon

    Howling at the Blood Moon

    howling at the moon

    Here is an updated list of my Howling at the Moon poems, published on the wolf moon night.

    Index

    Howling at the Full Wolf Moon

    Howling at the Moon Tanka

    Secret Werewolf

    Howling at the Blood Moon

    On a Moonlit late-night
    Howling at the Moon

    Lunatic howling at the moon

    One Crazy Moonlit Night

    Full Moon Lunacy

    The Pink Moon Inspires Lunacy

    Howling with the dancing moon

    The Pink Super Moon

    Wolves howling at the moon

    Woman Howling At The Moon

    Maria Lee Off Balanced Madness

    Moonbeam

    Articles

     

    Howling at the Full Wolf Moon

    Sam Adams

    went out drinking one night
    ending up twenty drinks too sober

    as the last call for alcohol rang
    he looked up and saw

    the lunatic light of the full moon
    moonbeams beaming at him

    he runs outside

    howling at the moon

    dying

    When a drunk driver

    ran him over.

     

    Howling at the Wolf Moon Rising Over the Chao Praya River

    As evening set in

    On a typical Friday night

    In Bangkok.

     

    The denizens

    of the cosmos bar

    In Soi Cowboy.

     

     

    A motley crew

    from all over

    The world, and locals too.

     

    Lust  the common

    International language.

     

    Began drinking

    With their buddies.

    the notorious

    Jack Daniels Gang

     

    Drinking with Mr. Daniels and his friends

    Jim Baker, Jim Beam,  Mr. Blanton

    Mr. Booker, Elijah Craig, Jack Daniels

    George Dickel, Thomas H. Handy, Basil Haydens

    Henry McKenna, Old Mr. Forester, Mr. Jameson

    Mr. Nester, David Nichols, Benjamin Prichard,

    George T. Stagg, Colonel E.H. Taylor, Johny Walker,

    Evans Williams, W.L. Weller, Pappy Van Winkle,

    and his Old Grand Dad.

     

    Drinking one scotch, one bourbon, and one beer.

     

    As the destroyers

    Sang on the loudspeakers

    And porno played on the TV.

     

    And naked women danced

    With an attitude

    That could kill

    An elephant in heat.

     

    The woman

    circling the bar

    Looking

    for their eventual dates.

     

    The scent of bad craziness

    Hung in the air.

     

    The wolf moon rose

    In the sky

    Over the Chao Praya River.

     

    Casting its lunatic light

    On the never-sleeping

    City of lost angels.

     

    The drinkers

    20 drinks too sober

    Ran out into the street.

     

    The lunatic light

    Of the full wolf moon

    Transforming them

    Into deranged lunatics.

     

    They began

    Howling at the moon.

     

    Like escaped banshees

    Freed from their alyssum

    In hell.

     

    They howled at the moon

    As the moon continued

    To overwhelm

    The howling lunatics.

     

    Howling At Wolf Moon Nocturna

    Pink Moon

    Drinkers in the Cosmos Bar,

    Twenty drinks too sober,

    Staring at the lunar star,

    Rising over the river.

    On that night in October.

    Running outside looking upriver,

    Howling at the full wolf moon.

    No longer stone-sober,

    Will be very drunk soon.

    Basset Puppy Howling At The Moon

    In the late afternoon shadow
    the red sunset darkening the sky
    the basset hound puppy.
    .
    Stirs and gets up
    hearing the distant sounds
    of the train in the distance.

    Scenting bad craziness

    in the air
    The dog begins

    to howl in the night.

    Howling as the moon rises
    casting its lunatic light
    on the mad scene.

    Deranged lunatic dog
    inspired to howl

    When he sees
    The super blue moon

    The Pink Super Moon Tanka

    More Pink Moon
    More Pink Moon

    The pink super moon
    casts a cold baleful glow
    over the sleeping world
    inspiring the drunken men
    to howl at the moon

    Drunken Old Man Howling At The Moon

    lovers in the moon light
    lovers in the moon light

    A drunken old man down on his luck
    was drinking in a nameless bar
    in a disreputable, forgotten part of town
    where decent citizens, and police feared to tread.

    Twenty drinks too sober
    he was drinking his way to hell
    surrounded by his fellow low-life bums
    outlaw scoundrels one and all

    he looked outside
    transfixed by the full moon
    the lunatic light of the

    Blood red super moon
    inspired him compelled him

    he stood up and growled
    and ran out into the street
    and started howling
    at the full moon

    the other denizens of the bar
    the derelicts, drunken bums, barflies
    rushed out and joined him
    in howling at the moon

    went back inside
    and continued to drink
    their way to hell.

    Howling At The Full Moon In Bangkok

    Another Pink Moon

    Sam Adams was feeling blue, down on his luck. He went to his favorite watering hole, the CosmosBar in Soi Cowboy, Bangkok, and began drinking with his buddies, the notorious Jack Daniels Gang.

    Drinking with Mr. Daniels and his friends, Jim Baker, Jim Beam,  Mr. Blanton

    Mr. Booker, Elijah Craig, Jack Daniels, George Dickel, Thomas H. Handy, Basil Haydens, Henry McKenna, Old Mr. Forester, Mr. Jameson, Mr. Nester, David Nichols, Benjamin Prichard, George T. Stagg, Colonel E.H. Taylor, Johny Walker, Evans Williams,  W.L. Weller, Pappy Van Winkle, and his Old Grand Dad.

    Drinking one scotch, one bourbon, and one beer.

    Drinking it all down, barely noticing the naked ladies dancing on the stage. Kuhn Lek smiled sadly at him, knowing that there was nothing that would change his mood. He kept drinking until, at last, he was twenty drinks too sober. Then he ordered fried fish Thai style for his midnight dinner.

    He looked up and out at the street, noticing the full moon outside. The full moon shed its lunatic light on the streets of Bangkok.

    Sam Adams stood up, and said,

    The moon is full tonight. Let’s go out and howl at the moon. “

    He ran outside onto the road, stripping naked and dancing, waving a feather, as he howled like an escaped banshee at the dancing moon. Inspiring others to join him in howling at the moon. He ran down the street and was run over by a drunk bus driver, ending his life as the moon continued to shine on the mad scene.

    Moon over July

    Pink Moon
    Pink Moon

    In the middle
    of the summer
    in July,

     

    midsummer madness
    outside under the stars
    the storm is abating.

    The full moon comes out
    The lunatic runs outside

    Howling at the

    strawberry moon.

     

    Big Daddy Howls at the Moon

    full moon

    Big daddy was talking
    to his best friend

    Sam Adams

    in the Cosmos Bar
    in Bangkok, Thailand.

    “Sit down and listen
    to me.

    God,
    I wish I had

    My yarn and needles with me
    that’s my latest hobby
    helps me focus.

    In the end
    it is all about money
    it is all about the benjamin’s
    nothing personal at all.

    Hey, there is cool water in a jar
    let’s drink some water
    and a shot of Mekong whiskey
    it is cocktail time, my friend”.

    And as usual
    they drank through the night
    until o dark hundred.
    Twenty drinks too sober.

    When they joined
    their fellow inmates
    in their insane asylum
    of a bar.

    In going outside
    howling like escaped banshees
    at the strawberry super full moon
    shining its lunatic lights
    over the Chao Praya river.

     

    Blame It On The Moon

    “Blame it on the moon.”

    That is what

    Sam Adams said
    to the police
    after they picked him up

    leading a pack of rabid

    “farang”

    men and woman
    running naked down the street.

    They had met in front
    of the infamous Cosmos Bar
    in notorious Bangkok
    at o dark hundred.

    They were heading

    to the riverbank
    when the police arrested them,
    for disturbing the peace.

    They were all incoherent
    just staring at the blood-red
    full moon overlooking
    the Chao Phraya river.

    Looking like escaped banshees
    howling at the lunatic lights
    of the full super blue moon.

    The cops laughed
    saying on full moon nights
    they had a lot of such incidents

     

    And they always,

    ‘blame it on the moon.”

    just a deranged lunatic werewolf howling at the moon

    blood moon
    Photo by Nishant Vyas on Pexels.com

    As the lunatic light

    of the blood-red moon
    the super blue moon

     

    lights up the night
    the werewolf stirs
    as the light shines on him

    slowly transforming him
    into a dark dangerous creature
    of the lunatic night
    ready for his flight

    out into the world,
    he emerges

    snarling
    howling at the moon

    just another unhinged
    werewolf
    out for blood today
    howling at the moon

    The Moon Always Inspires Dark Thoughts ©

    On the night of the blood-red super full moon
    I sat in an evil, depraved, godforsaken bar

    drinking drams of demented, fermented dream dew
    washed down by endless rounds of whiskey
    rum, tequila, vodka, soju, and of course beer
    drinking with my buddies, the Jack Daniel’s gang

    drinking my way to hell and beyond
    just as fast as I could
    Twenty damn drinks too sober

    just an unhinged lunatic
    dreaming of howling

    at the full moon

    End Of The World Full Moon

    Sun and moon conspire

     

    End of the world
    the sun and moon conspire
    death to all humans

    madman howling at the super blue full wolf moon

    Werewolf Howling At The Super Blue Full Moon

    the super blue full wolf moon
    fills the sky
    with its baleful evil glow
    and a man fell under its evil glare.

    the evil super blue full wolf moon
    brings out the beast in him
    and he sheds his civilized veneer
    the inner werewolf coming out.

    sniffing the air
    smiling saying this is good
    and begins running
    down the trail.

    howling at the moon
    at the super blue full wolf moon
    as it stares down at him
    urging him to worship her.

    the mad mood goddess
    who lives on the moon?
    Diana commands him
    compels him.

    and he gives in
    howling like an escaped banshee
    escaped from his lair in hell
    howling like the werewolf he was

    he strips off his clothes
    and run deep into the mountains

    Howling insanely
    driven mad
    by the baleful evil light

    Of the super blue full wolf moon
    and gives in and becomes once again
    a werewolf consumed by the moon

    the super full blue wolf moon
    smiles at her victory
    and the man joins Diana,
    in saluting his mistress

    Diana the moon goddess
    who lives on the moon?
    And comes out once a year
    on the super full blue world moon

    In honor of the super blue full wolf moon © j

     

    Madman howling at the super blue full wolf moon

     

     on the night of a blood-red wolf moon 

    On the night of a blood-red wolf moon
    a man stood outside
    between the trees
    in a field
    on the outside of town

    beneath the lunatic rays
    of the blood-red full moon
    the lunatic lights of the moon
    casts a wild primeval glow
    on him

    the hormonal chemicals are unleashed
    the wild beast within
    escapes it chain

    and he howls with delight
    a werewolf
    free at last

    to run amuck
    free of its civilized restraints
    throwing off his clothes
    stripping naked

    running wild
    naked and free
    a wild man
    enjoying his freedom

    as he sits
    under the lunatic light of the full moon
    of the blood-red lights of the wolf moon
    full of wild passions
    the lustful beast stirs again

    and starts running and running
    howling at the moon
    riding into the new dawn
    on a demented harvey davis cycle
    with two naked babes on his back

    riding into the sun
    90 miles per second
    at the speed of thought
    he disappears into the lunatic light
    of the full moon

    and he woke ups
    alone,
    in his bed
    saying,”

    man, that was quite a night
    i better not go there again”

    the wildman
    laughs
    he has heard that before

    and he joins him
    in howling at the wolf moon

     

    Howling At The Moon Co-Pilot AI Version

     

    I hear a distant howl

    A lonely voice in the night

    Calling out to the moon

    Seeking its silver light.

     

    I feel a primal urge

    A restless fire in my soul

    Breaking free from the cage

    Running wild and whole.

     

    I join the chorus of howls

    A symphony of the dark

    Echoing through the woods

    Reaching for the moon’s spark.

     

    We are the children of the moon

    We live by its phases and tides

    We howl at the moon

    We are its guides.

     

    Lunatics On The Loose

     

    Ravings of a demented deranged

    Unhinged mind

    Fill my head

    And I run

     

    Through the streets

    Screaming

    Running from the unleashed

    Demons of my sleep

     

    Howling at the deranged light

    Of the wolf Moon

     

    Just another lunatic

    On the loose

     

    Moonbeam

    Sam Adams

    went out drinking one night
    ending up twenty drinks too sober

    as the last call for alcohol rang
    he looked up and saw

    the lunatic light of the full moon
    moonbeams beaming at him

    he runs outside

    howling at the moon

    dying

    When a drunk driver

    ran him over.

     

     

     

    Here are some articles on the deeper significance of the blood moon according to right right christian sources.

     

    Why christian pastors fear-january-blood-moon

    Https://www.express.co.uk/news/weird/1052287/blood-moon-2019-lunar-eclipse-end-of-world-impending-doom-world-bible-prophecy

    Blood moon coming what you need to know

     

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  • Cosmos’s 2025 Movie List

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    Movie Watching Goals 2025

    250+ Movies/TV Series/Plays/Big News coverage, YouTube documentaries, etc. by the end of the year.

    At least one Korean movie per week

    At least one Spanish movie every so often

    One Bollywood or another foreign language movie every so often

    A mixture of thrillers, K Drama, comedies, rom-com, etc.

    Make a list of Oscar movies and watch several

    Resume going to the theater

    Two to three live theater performances

    List major news coverage and events

    List YouTube documentaries

    List Great Courses – do one course per month on average

    When traveling to the US, watch ten movies each trip, including one Bollywood, one Spanish, three to four blockbusters, one classic, one comedy

    the following is a list of TV and movies I have seen this year, followed by various lists of recommended movies.  I have seen many of them but not all.

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    News

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    2. 2 Coverage of Yoon arrest drama
    3. Coverage of Johnson’s election for Speaker
    4. 4 Coverage of NYE terror bombings
    5. 5 Coverage of Trump’s inauguration
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    10. CNN coverage of Carter Funeral
    11. CNN coverage of President Trump’s first 100 days
    12. CNN coverage of LA fires
    13. President Biden’s Farewell Adress
    14. Senate confirmation hearings
    15. CNN coverage of Trump’s inaugural address
    16. News coverage of President Yoon’s trial
    17. Continuing coverage of Korean Impeachment trials
    18. Coverage on the DOGE commission and government cutbacks
    19. Jimmy Kimble
    20. Stephen Colbert

     

    1. The Daily Show
    2. Rachael Maddow Show coverage of ongoing protests
    3. The Last Word Show coverage of ongoing protests
    4. The Break Show coverage of ongoing protests
    5. The Inside show coverage of on-going protests
    6. Politics Nation coverage of ongoing protests
    7. CNN and MSNBC coverage of Signal Gate
    8. Democracy Now on Elon Musk’s Apartheid Roots
    9. Coverage of Yoon’s removal from office
    10. Coverage of Trump’s Liberation Day
    11. TV Coverage of Korean Election
    12. Continued coverage of US trade war and possible recession
    13. Continued coverage of Musk/Trump bromace collasping
    14. Coverage of Korean election
    15. Coverage of LA anti-Ice rallies
    16. Coverage of no king day
    17. Coverage of military parade
    18. Coverage of Minnesotta assasination
    19. Coverage of NYC Mayoral primrary
    20. Coverage of Big Beuatiful Bill
    21. Coverage of Epstein case
    22. Coverage of massive anti-Ice protests
    23. Coverage of Trump accusing Obama of treason
    24. Coverage of Epstein WSJ case
    25. Rick Wilson Lincon Files Trump is in Epstein Files
    26. Coverage of redistricting battle
    27. Coverage of Putin-Trump summit
    28. Coverage of Trump Zelensky EU summit
    29. Coverage of Lee-Trump Summit
    30. Coverage of Hyundai raid
    31. Coverage of Charlie Kirk assassination
    32. Coverage of Korean politics
    33. Coverage of the firing of Jimmy Kimmel
    34. Coverage of UN speeches
    35. Coverage of APEC in Kyungju
    36. Coverage of shutdown
    37. Coverage of the president’s meeting with the military
    38. Coverage of military going into Portland, Chicago, elsewhere
    39. Coverage of the Gaza War
    40. Coverage of the Ukraine war
    41. Coverage of APEC Kyungju, including Trump- XI, Trump Lee and Trump Kim summits
    42. Late Show
    43. Jimy Kimbell
    44. Washington Week
    45. Meet the Press
    46. Face the Nation
    47. Daily Show
    48. Coverage of the Esptein case
    49. Coverage of immigration raids
    50. Coverage of latest anti-immigrant crackdown
    51. Coverage of No King Rallies etc
    52. Coverage of Auto Pen Controversy
    53. Continued coverage of Ukraine War
    54. Continued coverage of Gaza War
    55. Continued coverage of immigration raids

    Great Courses

    French Revolution

    Roman Empire

    God Pod

    1. GOD Pod Yes, You Are In Hell
    2. God pod “Elon Musk Is A Nazi Nepo Baby” – by Jesus Christ and God
    3. God Pod ‘ Eggs and up 37 percent and it is only day two of Trump 2.0
    4. GOD Podcast Pete H Must Resign
    5. God Podcast – Comedian Roasts God
    6. God Podcast with Joy Reid
    7. God Pod with comedian Dean Abdualneed
    8. God Pod on Need for General Strike

    You Tube Documentaries

    1. Y Files/Other You Tube Documentaries
    2. Y Files Martian Mysteries
    3. Why Files on the End-of-the-World
    4. YouTube video magnetic pole shifting
    5. YouTube video magnetic pole shifting
    6. YouTube video – ancient map of America found
    7. How to Survive an Alien Invasion
    8. What if Octopuses are aliens
    9. YouTube – building an aqueduct from the Great Lakes?
    10. If file Alien Neighbors on Proxima b: Are They Watching Us? | Watch

     

    1. Why The US Is Really 12 Nations (Not 50 States) | Watch?

     

    1. Göbekli Tepe and the Prophecy of Pillar 43 | Apocalypse and the Vulture Stone | Watch

     

    1. What If The United States Suffers Another Great Depression? | Watch

     

    1. Why So Few Americans Live Along The Mississippi River, Especially In The South | Watch

     

    1. When will we upload our consciousness to the cloud? | Watch
    2. What if Washington DC were a State
    3. Singularity: Can We Achieve Digital Immortality?
    4. Why The Dinosaurs Died | The Chicxulub Asteroid Impact | Watch
    5. What If The United States Was Powered Entirely By Solar Energy? | Watch
    6. https://www.msn.com/en-us/travel/article/accidental-time-travelers-the-mystery-and-scienace-of-time-slips/vi-a?ocid=msedgntp&pc=LGTS&cvid=0dc39d30e84d41cc9400b82f702fc6d2&ei=102
    7. Solar storms: more dangerous than you think. Can we survive another Carrington Event? | Watch
    8. The 10 Least Explored Places on Earth | Watch
    9. 10 Fascinating Archaeological Finds That Are Still Unexplained By Science | Watch
    10. 10 Examples Of Real Pop-Culture In Star Trek | Watch
    11. https://www.msn.com/en-us/news/world/the-u-s-mexico-canal-how-it-would-redraw-the-world/vi-AA1DMU0c?ocid=msedgntp&pc=LGTS&cvid=ca3d7f9e46ec40f5b8b46e452c36b4e9&ei=34
    12. Top 10 U.S. Cities Everyone’s Fleeing in 2025 | Watch
    13. Ancient Aliens Watchers
    14. Ancien aliens black holes
    15. Google Fierce competition in AI cold fussion
    16. AI progressing faster than expected Cold Fusion
    17. Ancient alien abduction
    18. Ancient aliens, black holes
    19. YouTube Where to Find Wolves in the US
    20. You Tube What extinct animals may still be around?
    21. YouTube Geography Oregon History
    22. YouTube Plan to Drain the Mediterranean
    23. You tube video the center of California
    24. You tube video the loLoneliness Townnliness town in California
    25. You tube video Warren Buffet warns of a coming storm in the real estate market
    26. You Tube Cherokee history of South Carolina
    27. south Park episode one season opening analysis
    28. legend of big foot You Tube video
    29. top north American cities video
    30. inside the moon video
    31. most compelling evidence of alien life
    32. nerd city best opportunites US Cities Seatle is still number one!
    33. Nerd city ten cities where you don’t need a car
    34. Is Earth Already in Its Sixth Extinction | Watch
    35. A day in North Korea with the strictest travel rules | Watch
    36. Did NASA Discover life on Mars
    37. Dark Tech Official North Korea’s 560-Foot Mystery: The Port That Shouldn’t Exist
    38. The SIleriun hypothesis = did an non-human civilizaiton exist?
    39. Solar flare
    40. Alien Presence on the Moon? Investigating the Soul Harvest Claim
    41. Super Bowl
    42. world Series

    January

    1. Marry You? K Rom-com
    2. Arthdal Chronicles (K pre-historical fantasy drama) Season One
    3. Arthdal Chronicles (K pre-historical fantasy drama) Season Two See review
    4. Check in Hangyang (Kromcom)
    5. Farscape selected episodes seen half earlier on Amazon – hard to navigate the episode list, though watching on Kanopy to finish episodes not seen
    6. Father Brown – will watch more episodes 122 total – too many to watch see review
    7. Allenoid Part One K Sci-Fi Drama
    8. Allenoid Part Two K Sci-Fi Drama
    9. Dog Days K Drama
    10. Back in Action CIA thriller
    11. I Feel Pretty US comedy
    12. Missing Harbin Corbin mini-series
    13. Run On

     

    February

    1. Triangle of Sadness German Satire
    2. Oscars
    3. Hitman K Drama
    4. Amazon Bullseye K comedy drama
    5. Scam K Drama
    6. Simple History Secret History of North Korea
    7. Kill Room crime satire – did not finish
    8. Doubt K Drama Series
    9. The Boys K Drama /
    10. When the Phone Rang
    11. Bogota Lost City K Drama
    12. Silent Project K Drama
    13. Fiery Priest K drama seriesLa dolce villa romcom set in Italy B+
    14. Apple Cider Vinegar – a true story about Belle Gibson case that rocked the international wellness movement in 2017 based on a true story in Australia
    15. Dr Yohan K Medical Drama
    16. Policeman’s Lineage K police drama
    17. Trunk K drama did not finish
    18. Love in the Big City featuring a woman and her gay best friend K drama –

     

    March

     

    1. Highway Men – about the taking down of Bonnie and Clyde based on the true story.
    2. Maestro
    3. Farscape Season 1, 2 and 3
    4. Electric State
    5. Alien Rising
    6. The last airbender
    7. Assimilation
    8. Shirley Temple Returns to Oz
    9. MY Octous Teacher
    10. Madness thriller series

     

    April

     

    1. Farside Season One
    2. Farside Season two 2
    3. Farside Season 3
    4. Farside Season 4
    5. When Life Gives You Tangerines (Korean Title: 폭싹 속았수다,
    6. Karma: 악연
    7. UFO Report Polish TV series
    1. Black Mirror New Seasons Uncommon People Episode
    2. Black Mirror New Seasons Hotel Reverie

    May

    1. IP (브이아이피)
    2. Karma (카르마)
    3. Revelations (계시록) Gyesirok
    4. 2018 – A Star Is Born
    5. Eternaut Netflix Series Episode 1-5
    6. Black Mirror Plaything
    7. Black Mirror Epilogue
    8. Black Mirror Calisto
    9. HGTV episodes
    10. Food Network Episodes

    On Plane

    1. Apartment 7 F
    2. Dune Part Two
    3. Companion
    4. Den of Thieves

    June

    1. Resident alien
    2. Big Bug
    3. Farscape Peacekeeper War

    July

    1. Tomorrow and I Thai Black Mirror – Black Sheep –
    2. Tomorrow and I Paraistopia
    3. Tomorrow and I Buddha Data
    4. Tomorrow and I Octopus Girl
    5. Squid Game Park Three
    6. Beverly Hillbilies episodes Pluto
    7. Adams Family episodes Pluto
    8. Plane thriller
    9. Rebel Moon Part One
    10. Rebel Moon Part Two
    11. Waterfront Netflix crime series
    12. Gone Girl, Harlan Corbin Series
    13. Family Patch -did not finish, saw before
    14. Sphere TBC
    15. Jurassic World Re-boot in Theater
    16. Brick German Horror Netflix
    17. Copycat 1995 thriller set in SF Netflix
    18. Tastefully Yours 당신의 맛 (Dangsinui Mat)
    19. Wall to Wall Korean Title: 84제곱미터 (84 Jegopmiteo)
    20. Delightfully Deceptive Korean Title: 이로운 사기 (Iroun Sagi)
    21. MI final TBC part one
    22. End of the Fucking World

    August

    1. 트리거 (Teurigeo) — Romanized as “Trigger,
    2. Invasion Did Not Finish`
    3. Star Trek Original Episodes

    September

    1. Beyond the Bar K Drama 에스콰이어: 변호사를 꿈꾸는 변호사들
      Romanized: Eseukwaieo: Byeonhosareul Kkumkkuneun Byeonhosadeul
    2. The Librarians And the Deadly Drekavac
    3. And the Dance of Doom
    4. And the Ghost Train
    5. And the Thief of Love
    6. And the House of Cards
    7. And the Hangover from Hell
    8. And the Unfinished Business
    9. And the Feast of the Vampire
    10. And Going Medieval
    11. And the Graffiti of the Gods
    12. And the Con-Con
    13. And the memory crystal
    14. And the unfished business
    15. And the God of Mars
    16. Jurassic Reborn Kanopy
    17. Journey two
    18. Beverley HIlls Cop 2
    19. Zero Day
    20. Bad and Crazy
    21. Journey to the Center of the Earth
    22. 애마 (Aema) K Drama
    23. Fantastic Four
    24.  Now You See Me
    1. Now You See Me 2
    2. K Pax
    3. Tower Heist
    4. Weapon in the theater with RHS
    5. Quantum Leap
    6. Extant seaon one
    7. Extan season two
    8. Family Pack
    9. Bon Appetite, Your Majesty 폭군의 셰프
    10. Mr Queen 철인왕후
    11. Once Upon a Small Town
    12. Bad and Crazy 어쩌다 전원일기
    13. SIlended 도가니

    October

    1. K Pop Demon Hunters
    2. Queen Mantis 사마귀: 살인자의
    3. Botched about failed plastic surgery
    4. Poong, the Joseon Psychiatrist (조선 정신과 의사 유세풍)
    5. Mantis (사마귀)
    6. Ice Road (2021
    7. Ice Road: Vengeance (2025
    8. The Foreigner (2017

     On Plane

     Freaky Tales

    1. Mickey 17
    2. Everything is Going to Be Great
    3. In Burges
    4. Black Bag
    5. Animal Kingdom

     

    Return To Korea

    Genie, Make a Wish Korean Title: 이루어질지니 Romanization: Da Irueojiljini

    292 Snitch – Korean Title: 당 Romanization: YadanRg

    295.  First Lady Korean Title: 퍼스트레이디 Romanization: Peoseuteu Reidi📄

    1. Nightsky Amazon
    2. Blasted Norwegian Sci-fi comedy

    300.                   Taxi driver K revenge drama 모범택시 Romanized: Mobeomtaeksi

    1. Triangle kanopy
    2. Time Cop kanopy
    3. We want the Funk kanopy
    4. Ring of Power episode one
    5. Ring of Power Episode two
    6. Ring of Power episode three

     

    November

    1. Typhoon Family K Drama 태풍상사
      Revised Romanization: Taepungsangsa
      Literal Translation: Typhoon Trading Company
    2. My lovely lIar Hangul: 소용없어 거짓말, Romanized: Soyongeobseo Geojitmal,lteral Meaning: Useless Lies [asianwiki.com]
    3. Korean Title:Good News about Japanese Hijcking in 1970
      Hangul: 굿뉴스
      Romanization: Gut Nuiuseu
    4. Official English Title: The Dream Life of Mr. Kim
      Korean Title:
      Hangul: 서울 자가에 대기업 다니는 부장 이야기
      Romanization: Seoul Jagae Daegieop Danineun Kim Bujang Iyagi
      Literal meaning: The Story of Manager Kim Who Works at a Large Corporation in Seoul
    5. House of Dynamite
    6. Tim Travers and Time Paradox
    7. Sahara

     Black Mirror

    1. The National Anthem: A shocking ransom demand forces a Prime Minister into a grotesque dilemma, highlighting media power and public voyeurism.
    2. The National Anthem: A shocking ransom demand forces a Prime Minister into a grotesque dilemma, highlighting media power and public voyeurism.
    3. Fifteen Million Merits: In a gamified society, people pedal bikes for credits; a man rebels against commodified dreams.
    4. The Entire History of You: Memory implants allow perfect recall, but obsession destroys relationships.
    5. Season Two
    6. The Entire History of You: Memory implants allow perfect recall, but obsession destroys relationships.
    7. The Entire History of You: Memory implants allow perfect recall, but obsession destroys relationships.
    8. Be Right Back: AI resurrects a loved one, questioning grief and identity.
    9. White Bear: A woman faces punishment in a twisted justice park.
    10. The Waldo Moment: A cartoon character becomes a political candidate, satirizing populism.
    11. Season 3
    12. Nosedive: Social ratings dictate status; a woman spirals when her score drops.
    13. Playtest: VR horror game blurs reality.
    14. Shut Up and Dance: Blackmail drives a teen into chaos.
    15. San Junipero: Digital afterlife offers love and escape.
    16. Men Against Fire: Soldiers fight “roaches” under perception-altering tech.
    17. Hated in the Nation: Online hate fuels deadly consequences
    18. USS Callister: A tech genius traps coworkers in a virtual world.
    19. Arkangel: Parental surveillance tech backfires.
    20. Crocodile: Memory tech exposes a murderer.
    21. Hang the DJ: Dating algorithm tests compatibility.
    22. Metalhead: Survival against robotic dogs.
    23. Black Museum: A collection of tech horrors.
    24. Striking Vipers: VR gaming complicates friendship and sexuality.
    25. Smithereens: Social media hostage crisis.
    26. Rachel, Jack and Ashley Too: Pop star AI doll reveals exploitation
    27. Season 6
    28. Joan Is Awful: A woman discovers her life is being dramatized on a streaming platform, raising questions about consent and data ownership.
    29. Loch Henry: A couple’s true-crime documentary spirals into a chilling family secret.
    30. Beyond the Sea: In an alternate 1969, astronauts use robotic replicas to stay connected with Earth—until tragedy disrupts their fragile reality.
    31. Mazey Day: A paparazzo hunts a troubled star, only to encounter a supernatural twist.
    32. Demon 79: A meek sales assistant is coerced into committing murders to prevent an apocalypse, blending horror with moral ambiguity.
    33. As I Stood By K Drama  신이 죽였다
      (Romanization: Dangsini Jugyeotda)
    1. Dynamtie Kiss Hangul: 키스는 괜히 해서,   Romanized: Kiseuneun gwaenhi haeseo
    2. Future Man  Ep 1: Pilot – Josh beats the unbeatable game and meets Tiger and Wolf, who reveal humanity’s fate rests on him.
    3. Ep 2: Herpe: Fully Loaded – The trio targets a scientist whose herpes cure leads to dystopia.
    4. Ep 3: A Riphole in Time – Their first time travel attempt goes hilariously wrong.
    5. Ep 4
    6. Ep 5
    7. Ep 6
    8. Ep 7
    9. Ep 8
    10. EP 9
    11. Ep 10
    12. Ep 10: The Brain Job – A mind-control twist changes everything.
    13. Ep 11: c the TruffleDome – A dystopian future reveals grim truths.
    14. Ep 12: Prelude to an Apocalypse – The stakes skyrocket
    15. Ep 13: A Final Future – A shocking twist redefines their mission

     

    On Plane

    1. Mission Impossible Final Reckoning
    2. Superman
    3. Naked Gun 2
    4. Civil War

    December

    1. Materlaist
    2. The Witcher
    3. The Witcher Rats
    4. Ring of Power
    5. Fubar
    6. Electric State
    7. Widow’s Game
    8. Champaign Problem
    9. Tenent
    10. Cowboys and Aliens
    11. the Price of Confession Hangul: 자백의 대가 Romanized: Jabaeg-ui Daega
    12. Stranger Things Final Episodes
    13. Just One Look Harlan Corbin Series

    Oscars 2025: Predicting The Nominees & Winners Of All 23 Categories

     

     

    Oscar List

    Oscar nominations 2025: The full list of movies, actors and directors

    Find all the nominations below:

    Best Picture

    Bolded watched

    Anora

    The Brutalist

    A Complete Unknown

    Conclave

    Dune: Part 2

    Emilia Pérez

    I’m Still Here

    Nickel Boys

    The Substance

    Wicked

     

    ‘The Brutalist’

    Best Director

    Sean Baker – Anora

    Brady Corbet – The Brutalist

    James Mangold – A Complete Unknown

    Jacques Audiard – Emilia Pérez

    Coralie Fargeat – The Substance

    Best Actress in a Leading Role

    Cynthia Erivo – Wicked

    Karla Sofía Gascón – Emilia Pérez

    Mikey Madison – Anora

    Demi Moore – The Substance

    Fernanda Torres – I’m Still Here

    Best Actor in a Leading Role

    Adrien Brody – The Brutalist

    Timothée Chalamet – A Complete Unknown

    Colman Domingo – Sing Sing

    Ralph Fiennes – Conclave

    Sebastian Stan – The Apprentice

    Best Actress in a Supporting Role

    Monica Barbaro – A Complete Unknown

    Ariana Grande – Wicked

    Felicity Jones – The Brutalist

    Isabella Rossellini – Conclave

    Zoe Saldaña – Emilia Pérez

    Best Actor in a Supporting Role

    Yura Borisov – Anora

    Kieran Culkin – A Real Pain

    Edward Norton – A Complete Uknown

    Guy Pearce – The Brutalist

    Jeremy Strong – The Apprentice

    Best Writing (Original Screenplay)

    Anora

    The Brutalist

    A Real Pain

    September 5

    The Substance

    Best Writing (Adapted Screenplay)

    A Complete Unknown

    Conclave

    Emilia Pérez

    Nickel Boys

    Sing Sing

    Best International Feature Film

    I’m Still Here

    The Girl with the Needle

    Emilia Pérez

    The Seed of the Sacred Fig

    Flow

    Best Animated Feature Film

    Flow

    Inside Out 2

    Memoir of a Snail

    Wallace & Gromit: Vengeance Most Fowl

    The Wild Robot

    Best Documentary Feature

    Black Box Diaries

    No Other Land

    Porcelain War

    Soundtrack to a Coup d’Etat

    Sugarcane

    Best Film Editing

    Anora

    The Brutalist

    Conclave

    Emilia Pérez

    Wicked

    Best Cinematography

    The Brutalist

    Dune: Part 2

    Emilia Pérez

    Maria

    Nosferatu

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    Best Music (Original Score)

    The Brutalist

    Conclave

    Emilia Pérez

    Wicked

    The Wild Robot

    Best Music (Original Song)

    “El Mal” – Emilia Pérez

    “The Journey” – The Six Triple Eight

    “Like a Bird” – Sing Sing

    “Mi Camino” – Emilia Pérez

    “Never Too Late” – Elton John: Never Too Late

    Best Sound

    A Complete Unknown

    Dune: Part 2

    Emilia Pérez

    Wicked

    The Wild Robot

    Best Visual Effects

    Alien: Romulus

    Better Man

    Dune: Part 2

    Kingdom of the Planet of the Apes

    Wicked

    Best Production Design

    The Brutalist

    Conclave

    Dune: Part 2

    Nosferatu

    Wicked

    ‘Conclave’ has received eight Oscar nominations (Philippe Antonello/Focus Features)

    Best Costume Design

    A Complete Unknown

    Conclave

    Gladiator II

    Nosferatu

    Wicked

    Best Makeup and Hairstyling

    A Different Man

    Emilia Pérez

    Nosferatu

    The Substance

    Wicked

    Best Animated Short Film

    Beautiful Men

    In the Shadow of the Cypress

    Magic Candies

    Wander to Wonder

    Yuck!

    Best Live Action Short Film

    A Lien

    Anuja

    I’m Not a Robot

    The Last Ranger

    The Man Who Would Not Remain Silent

    Documentary Short Film

    Death by Numbers

    I Am Ready, Warden

    Incident

    Instruments of a Beating Heart

    The Only Girl in the Orchestra

     

    The Oscars at Our House 2025

    Has Hollywood lost its way?

    Roy Dufrain Jr

    Note:  Roy is my college housemate.  He has been writing an annual list of his Oscar recommendations for over 20 years. I respect his writing and his recommendations.  This is the third year I have reposted it.

    You can find his work on substack.

    the 2024 Oscars According to Roy Dufrain

    More Roy Dufrain Writing

    Roy Dufrain Updates

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    Once again, Mrs D and I have endeavored to see as many Best Picture nominees as possible, given availability and other constraints. We’ve been doing this now for over 20 years. When we started there were still only five nominees. Since 2009, it’s been ten, and this year we saw eight, and I’ll say again, the Academy never should’ve increased the limit. Not just because it’s hard for fans to see them all, but because some of these movies are simply not worthy of the honor. Especially this year!

    Still, it’s Oscar time and it’s a tradition here! Pick your favorites, put on your tuxedoes and sparkly gowns (or in our case, your comfiest PJs), kick back with some soda and butter-soaked popcorn, wow or hiss the latest red carpet fashions, jeer or cheer the awkward, fawning interviews, predict the winners, pat yourself on the back when you’re right and blame woke Hollywood when you’re wrong!

    Anyway, for what it’s worth, here’s what I thought…

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    Anora – A tale of stupid people doing terrible things stupidly. A whole lot of yelling and screwing failed to make this movie interesting. The nearly feral, selfish youth, the servile, bickering and bumbling Armenians, the contemptible ultra-rich Russians, the ‘dancer’ who accepts payment for sex but insists she’s not a hooker. The constant f-bombs. It all seemed over the top—grasping for gritty realism but approaching absurdity. So what.

    The Brutalist – A worthy subject, an intriguing and complicated lead character masterfully brought to life by a supremely talented star, an epic arc of struggle and redemption, a span of decades and locations wonderfully rendered visually and in historical references. And yet, I fell asleep. Had to finish the movie the next day. It’s brutally long and slow. Three and a half hours! Couldn’t trim even a half hour out of that? Come on.

    A Complete Unknown – Mrs D and I agreed this was easily and by far the best picture of the nominees we saw. I’m not sure it will stand the test of time as a ‘great’ movie, but it was full of great acting. Timothée Chalamet should win best actor for his amazing and mesmerizing recreation of Dylan’s musical performance and presence. Co-stars Monica Barbaro and Edward Norton should win their categories for the same reasons. The evocation of the time period through set design and other techniques was immersive and entertaining. Of the best-pic noms we’ve seen, this is the only one I’m sure I will watch again.

    Conclave – I really liked this movie at first. It seemed like a taut, understated political intrigue, with a behind-the-scenes glimpse of a hidden world—the election of a new pope. But I felt let down by the wild twist at the end. Not being a fan of the Catholic Church, I kind of enjoyed the irony of it, but I found the details strained credibility as presented. By chance I had just read an article about the many possible combinations of chromosomes that occur naturally in humans. So I didn’t doubt that, but it seemed so unlikely the person in question would have ever risen to a high position in the Catholic Church, or that any real circumstance could have resulted in the ending of this film. I just didn’t buy it.

    Dune Part Two – I read the book so many years ago that I remembered nothing of it. We saw Part One last year and were a bit lost throughout. So, we watched a couple YouTube summary videos, but then we still watched Part One before pushing play on Part Two. We both thought the investment of time paid off. It helped us sink into the films, with their long list of characters and multiple story threads. I’d rank this as the second best of the nominees. Stunning visuals and the kind of classic, epic storytelling that reminds me of Tolkien or Star Wars.

    Emilia Pérez – Lots of negative talk about the star of this one—whatever. I’d like to see it, but I don’t have Netflix right now and my wallet is already suffering from subscription fatigue.

    I’m Still Here – The trailer for this one looks really interesting, but the film has not been released for streaming as of this date.

    Nickel Boys – I’m not sure if the sheer volume of artsy techniques and effects (or affects?) were always in service of the storytelling in this film. It felt overwrought. All the weird shot angles, the square formatting, the ringing headache soundtrack, the time jumping and the gimmicky point of view thing, especially those back of head shots—I found it interesting but distracting, and wondered if anyone in Hollywood can just tell a story anymore.

    The Substance – I’m honestly not sure if it’s a comedy gone wrong or a drama gone wrong, but boy did it suck! If it had a point it was made in the first ten minutes and then beat to death for two more hours, and in the most gruesome fashion imaginable. Jesus, how is this nominated for anything?! How did it even get made?! It’s a perfect example of why many people say Hollywood has lost the ability to make great movies.

    Wicked – Loved the book! Never saw the play. The movie did not capture the wonder and delight I remember feeling at the ingenuity and thoughtfulness of the book. The set design and effects were impressive, the vocal talent at times astounding. But I couldn’t help feeling like I was watching a bad episode of Glee with all the cliché mean girl vs. Cinderella stuff. Also, a musical ought to leave you humming or singing a chorus or two on your way out the door. Think: If I Were a Rich Man, Papa Can You Hear Me, I Feel Pretty, Don’t Rain on My Parade, on and on. Wicked is more like sung dialogue but not one catchy, hummable tune. Meh.

    Honorable Shoutout

    A Real Pain – Should have been nominated. Thoughtful and thought provoking, just funny enough to lighten the weight of the relationships on view, among the characters themselves but also between the characters and the history they are interfacing with. And extremely well played by both Jesse Eisenberg and Macaulay Culkin, making these characters feel real and their oddball behavior believable.

    Something to Think About

    After the news of the great Gene Hackman’s death, Roy Sr, Mrs D and I all watched Unforgiven the other night, and enjoyed it immensely even though we’ve all seen it more than twice. Everything a Best Picture winner ought to be and then some. Not one of the 2024 movies even comes close.

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    THE OSCARS AT OUR HOUSE.

    For more than twenty years now, Mrs D and I have made it an annual quest to see all of the Best Picture nominees before the Oscars telecast. This year we saw 9.5 of the 10 movies nominated.
    It started in 2000, when there were only five nominees (instead of up to 10 like now) and we usually had to see them in a theater, because they weren’t available to rent on VHS yet. (Yes, I said VHS).
    And we’ve done it every year since, except for 2019 which was interrupted by Mrs D’s infamous extended hospital stay. We have even ventured to other cities to see movies that weren’t playing at the one theater in our little town. I remember seeing Chocolat in Ukiah and more recently The Revenant in Rohnert Park. But now we can usually stream everything, and this year the whole project ran us around a hundred bucks in streaming rentals and purchases on top of our existing subscriptions to Amazon, etc.
    Several years ago I started writing about our tradition on Facebook. Now the writeup itself has become part of the deal. As I’ve said before, I’m no film student, nor expert critic. Just a regular dude who loves movies.
    Snap reviews and top picks below.

    American Fiction –

    Bold, wryly funny, contrarian, with the ring of truth. Brilliantly calls out the publishing industry, where retread tropes seem to trump story, art and insight, particularly when it comes to depictions of Black characters and writers. And I feel like there’s an even larger truth here about the way culture is degraded in general through over-commercialization.

    Anatomy of a Fall –

    A French film that moves carefully, piece by piece, and manages to be slow and taut at the same time. I found the characters to be inscrutable. I feel like I need to watch again just to see if maybe this time I would fully understand these people. It left me with a suspicion that perhaps all the story’s secrets have still not been revealed, that the resolution we see on the screen is still not the truth of these characters. And, in this case, that ambiguity is a good thing.

    Barbie —

    Cleverly funny in spots, but also unsubtly preachy in spots, an issue I’ve had with director Greta Gerwig before. But Margot Robbie was perfect and the movie is visually stunning in all its pinkish glory and devoted detail. Still, I think this movie appears in the Best Picture category more on the strength of its perceived politics than its success as an artistic endeavor.

    The Holdovers —

    A darkly funny, entertaining, and deeply reflective odd couple sort of story that’s enjoyable to watch. Maybe a little out of its league in the Best Picture category, but elevated to a higher status by Paul Giamatti’s performance, which is irresistibly engaging as always. Well worth a second watch.
    Killers of the Flower Moon — Having read the book, I felt the impact of the true part of this story was diminished by the fictionalized part of the movie. Reading the book I was deeply struck by the callous indifference shown toward the humanity of the Osage Indians. It resonated like an echo of Shindler’s List, underlining the incredible and frightening capacity of humans to rationalize literally any behavior in their fear or greed. But the movie revolves around Ernest Burkhardt (Leonardo DiCaprio) and depicts a somewhat tried and true arc of romantic tragedy, a weak-minded man caught up in the schemes of others, pulled along by greed and the need for approval, until he is in the process of killing the only real love he’s ever known. As is often the case, the truth was more complex. And more disturbing.

    Maestro –

    I usually make a conscious effort to limit my preconceptions of these movies. I don’t read reviews or watch trailers. But it’s hard to avoid a relentless ad campaign like the one mounted for Maestro. I’d seen the rousing TV spots touting the performances and the early awards. But I found the movie depressing, its characterization of Bernstein disappointing and unlikeable. But yes, Bradley Cooper and Carey Mulligan
    were both outstanding.
    Comment:  on my list to watch as I am a big Bernstein fan – one of the best classical composers of the 20th century in my opinion.

    Oppenheimer –

    Not what I would call a pleasant watch, at times slow and ponderous, even confusing with some of the time jumps. But the acting was so engrossing, immersive, mesmerizing even. Cillian Murphy in the title role was riveting. Robert Downey Jr simply disappeared into the role of Lewis Strauss. Emily Blunt was also captivating as Kitty Oppenheimer. The effects director Christopher Nolan used to heighten the sense of Oppenheimer’s interiority were brilliant and effective.
    For example when Oppenheimer steps on a charred corpse that only exists in his tortured, guilty mind. But the lasting impact of this film is the way it echoes in the mind afterward—how sad and terrible and absurd it is that we reckless humans have attained the power to destroy the world. It will probably win Best Picture. And it probably should.
    Comment: Also on my must see list

    Past Lives –

    Eventually, someone had to do a movie like this — an old romance is rekindled through the internet and complications ensue. In this particular case the past romance is an adolescent crush, cut short by one family’s immigration, and later complicated not just by the years, but also by geographic and cultural distance. This one stayed with me, kept me thinking for days afterward about its larger implications regarding fate, destiny, acceptance, grief and closure. Well worth more than one watch.

    Poor Things –

    Half of this movie was twice as much as I needed. We actually turned it off, extremely rare for us during Oscar season. What we saw played like a terrible excuse for some creepy, gratuitous soft porn. All the weirdness of the sets, costumes, cinematography and makeup felt like a desperate attempt at artistic status. If someone out there actually saw some redeeming value in this thing, feel free to explain in the comments section what I am missing.

    The Zone of Interest –

    This one’s all in German, with subtitles. But the dialog is sparse and the film’s biggest strength is in the fascinating dichotomy presented in its basic premise. It gives us a window into the surprisingly mundane personal lives of a “normal” family literally in the shadow of Auschwitz during the Holocaust. The sense of cognitive dissonance is alarming.

    Honorable Mention

    – I don’t usually do this, but I wanted to mention one film that was not even nominated for Best Picture but, in my opinion, should have been. Nyad has wonderful, engaging performances by Annette Bening and Jodie Foster, and it’s a suspenseful, satisfying, story of friendship, determination, human spirit, and triumph over the longest odds.

    Finally, here are my choices for the top awards.

    Don’t worry, the Academy almost always disagrees.
    Actor in a Leading Role: Cillian Murphy, Oppenheimer Winner
    Actor in a Supporting Role: Robert Downey Jr, Oppenheimer Winner
    Actress in a Leading Role: Annette Bening, Nyad
    Actress in a Supporting Role: Emily Blunt, Oppenheimer
    Best Picture: Oppenheimer Winner 
    Soon it’s time to pop the popcorn, get cozy on the couch, badmouth the fashion and root for your favorites.
    Happy Oscars folks.

    here’s the winners 

    The 96th Academy Awards, held at the Dolby Theatre in Hollywood on March 10, 2024, celebrated outstanding movies released in 2023. Here are some of the notable winners:

    1. Best Picture“Oppenheimer”
    2. Best ActorCillian Murphy for his role in “Oppenheimer”
    3. Best ActressEmma Stone for her performance in “Poor Things”
    4. Best Supporting ActorRobert Downey Jr. in “Oppenheimer”
    5. Best Supporting ActressDa’Vine Joy Randolph from “The Holdovers”
    6. Best DirectorChristopher Nolan for “Oppenheimer”
    7. Best Adapted Screenplay“American Fiction”
    8. Best Original Screenplay“Anatomy of a Fall”
    9. Best Animated Feature“The Boy and the Heron”
    10. Best Documentary Feature“20 Days in Mariupol”
    11. Best International Feature Film“The Zone of Interest”
    12. Best Cinematography“Oppenheimer”
    13. Best Costume Design“Poor Things”
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    15. Best Makeup and Hairstyling“Poor Things”
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    19. Best Sound“The Zone of Interest”
    20. Best Visual Effects“Godzilla Minus One”
    21. Best Documentary (Short Subject)“The Last Repair Shop”
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    #100. ‘The Wicker Man’ (1973)

    #99. ‘The Insider’ (1999)

    #98. ‘Traffic’ (2000

    #97. ‘The Secret in Their Eyes’ (2009

    #96. ‘Baby Driver’ (2017)

    #95. ‘Get Out’ (2017)

    #94. ‘Reservoir Dogs’ (1992

    #93. ‘The Usual Suspects’ (1995)

    #92. ‘Inception’ (2010)

    #91. ‘The Fool’ (2014)

    #90. ‘Foreign Correspondent’ (1940)

    #89. ‘The Asphalt Jungle’ (1950)

    #88. ‘All the President’s Men’ (1976)

    #87. ‘Memories of Murder’ (2003) K Drama

    #86. ‘Mission: Impossible – Fallout’ (2018)

    #85. ‘Mystic River’ (2003)

    #84. ‘Children of Men’

    #83. ‘Argo’ (2012)

    #82. ‘Kill Bill: Vol. 2’ (2004)

    #81. ‘The Fallen Idol’ (1948)

    #80. ‘Odd Man Out’ (1947)

    #79. ‘Scarface’ (1932) and remake

    #78. ‘Deep Red’ (1975)

    #77. ‘Dirty Harry’ (1971) and sequels

    #76. ‘Goldfinger’ (1964) and entire Bond Franchise

    #75. ‘Hell or High Water’ (2016)

    #74. ‘Amores perros’ (2000

    #73. ‘Halloween’ (1978) and sequels

    #72. ‘Mulholland Drive’ (2001)

    Twin Peaks

    #71. ‘Memento’ (2000)

    #70. ‘The Passenger’ (1975)

    #69. ‘Out of the Past’ (1947)

    #68. ‘Burning’ (2018) K Drama List

    #67. ‘The Big Sleep’ (1946)

    #66. ‘The Conversation’ (1974)

    #65. ‘The Handmaiden’ (2016) K Drama List

    #64. ‘Uncut Gems’ (2019)

    #63. ‘The Fugitive’ (1993)

    #62. ‘The Bourne Ultimatum’ (2007)

     

    #61. ‘Blade Runner’ (1982) and remakes

    #60. ‘Frenzy’ (1972)

    #59. ‘After Hours’ (1985)

    #58. ‘United 93’ (2006)

    #57 ‘Dog Day Afternoon’ (1975)

    #56. ‘Fargo’ (1996)

    #55. ‘Repulsion’ (1965)

    #54. ‘Don’t Look Now’ (1973)

    #53. ‘The Wages of Fear’ (1953)

    #52. ‘Persona’ (1966)

    #51. ‘Night of the Living Dead’ (1968) and sequels classic zombie films

    #50. ‘Strangers on a Train’ (1951)

    #49. ‘Rebecca’ (1940) and remake

    #48. ‘Room’ (2015

    #47. ‘Z’ (1969)

    #46. ‘To Have and Have Not’ (1944)

    #45. ‘Mean Streets’ (1973)

    #44. ‘The Great Escape’ (1963

    #42. ‘Aliens’ (1986)

    #41. ‘Donnie Darko’ (2001)

    #40. ‘The 39 Steps’ (1935)

     

    #39. ‘Frankenstein’ (1931) and remakes

    #38. ‘High Noon’ (1952)

    #37. ‘Zero Dark Thirty’ (2012)

    #36. ‘Le Cercle Rouge’ (1970)

     

    #35. ‘The Hurt Locker’ (2008)

    #34. ‘The Departed’ (2006)

    #33. ‘The Killing’ (1956)

    #32. ‘Gangs of Wasseypur’ (2012)

    #31. ‘The French Connection’ (1971)

     

    #30. ‘Mad Max: Fury Road’ (2015)

    #29. ‘The Silence of the Lambs’ (1991)

    #28. ‘It’s Such a Beautiful Day’ (2012)

    #27. ‘Shadow of a Doubt’ (1943)

    #26. ‘Shoplifters’ (2018)

    #25. ‘On the Waterfront’ (1954)

    #24. ‘L.A. Confidential’ (1997)

    #23. ‘Dunkirk’ (2017)

    #22. ‘Elevator to the Gallows’ (1958)

     

    #21. ‘The Manchurian Candidate’ (1962) and remake original is better

    #20. ‘The Lives of Others’ (2006)

    #19. ‘Gravity’ (2013)

    #18. ‘High and Low’ (1963 Japanese

     

    #17. ‘Chinatown’ (1974)

    #16. ‘No Country for Old Men’ (2007)

    #15. ‘The Dark Knight’ (2008) and rest of Batman franchise

    #14. ‘Yojimbo’ (1961) Japanese Gangster Film

    #13. ‘The Lady Vanishes’ (1938)

    #12. ‘Battleship Potemkin’ (1925) Russian Silent Age classic

    #11. ‘Rififi’ (1955)

    #10. ‘Double Indemnity’ (1944)

    #9. ‘The Third Man’ (1949)

    Maltese Falcon

    #8. ‘The Night of the Hunter’ (1955)

    #7. ‘Notorious’ (1946

    #6. ‘Touch of Evil’ (1958)

    #5. ‘North by Northwest’ (1959)

    #4. ‘Parasite’ (2019) K Drama Best Picture Oscar Winner

    #3. ‘Psycho’ (1960) and remake

    #2. ‘Vertigo’ (1958)

    #1. ‘Rear Window’ (1954)

     

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    ‘The Descent’ (2005)

    ‘Halloween’ (1978)

    ‘Pulse’ (2001)

    Alien’ (1979)

    ‘Insidious’ (2010)

    The Thing’ (1982)

    ‘Jaws’ (1975)

    ‘Poltergeist’ (1982)

    The Conjuring’ (2013)

    ‘Sinister’ (2012)

     

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    10’Berberian Sound Studio’ (2012)

    9’Under the Skin’ (2013)

    8’Antichrist’ (2009)

    7’Titane’ (2021)

    6’Saint Maud’ (2019)

    5’Mad God’ (2021)

    3’Beau Is Afraid’ (2023)

    2’Jacob’s Ladder’ (1990)

    1’Possession’ (1981)

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    ‘Saving Private Ryan’ (1998)

    ‘All That Jazz’ (1979)

    ‘Do the Right Thing’ (1989)

    ‘One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest’ (1975)

    ‘Scenes from a Marriage’ (1974)

    ‘Schindler’s List’ (1993)

    ‘Ikiru’ (1952)

    ‘The Shawshank Redemption’ (1994)

    ’12 Angry Men’ (1957)

     

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    The Changeling (1980)

    Let The Right One In (2008)

    The Wailing (2016) K Horror

    Misery (1990)

    The Witch (2016)

    Get Out (2017)

    Scream (1996)

    Hereditary (2018)

    Rosemary’s Baby (1968)

    The Thing (1982)

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    ‘Boiling Point’ (2021)

    ‘Saving Private Ryan’ (1998)

    ‘Come and See’ (1985)

    ‘Gravity’ (2013)

    ‘Angst’ (1983)

    ‘Inglourious Basterds’ (2009)

    ‘The Wages of Fear’ (1953)

    ‘Whiplash’ (2014)

    ‘Uncut Gems’ (2019)

     

     

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    Rambo: First Blood Part II (1985) and others in the franchise

    Directed by George P. CosmatosKill Bill: Volume 1 (2003) and Part Two?

    Directed by Quentin Tarantin

    John Wick (2014)  and sequels?Directed by Chad Stahelski

    Heat (1995)Directed by Michael Mann

    Aliens (1986) and rest of franchise Directed by James Cameron

    The Matrix (1999) and rest of franchise Directed by the WachowskisRaiders Of The Lost Ark (1981) and rest of franchise Directed by Steven Spielberg

    Speed (1994) Directed by Jan de Bont

    Die Hard (1988) and rest of Franchise Directed by John McTiernan

    Terminator 2: Judgment Day (1991) and rest of franchise Directed by James Cameron

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    ‘Gone Girl’ (2014) Directed by David Fincher

    ‘Predestination’ (2014) Directed by Peter and Michael Spierig

    ‘The Usual Suspects’ (1995) Directed by Bryan Singer

    ‘Memento’ (2000) Directed by Christopher Nolan

    ‘Oldboy’ (2003) K Drama appears on many thriller lists must watch it soon

    Se7en’ (1995) Directed by David Fincher

    ‘Shutter Island’ (2010) Directed by Martin Scorsese

    Parasite’ (2019) Directed by Bong Joon Ho K Drama that appears on lots of lists

    ‘American Psycho’ (2000) Directed by Mary Harron

    ‘Psycho’ (1960) and remake /Directed by Alfred Hitchcock

     

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    Blue Velvet’ (1986) Directed by David Lynch

    Civil War’ (2024) Directed by Alex Garland

    North by Northwest’ (1959) Directed by Alfred Hitchcock

    ‘The Silence of the Lambs’ (1991) Directed by Jonathan Demme

    ‘The Night of the Hunter’ (1955) Directed by Charles Laughton

    Vertigo’ (1958) Directed by Alfred Hitchcock

    ‘Taxi Driver’ (1976) Directed by Martin Scorsese

    Blow Out’ (1981) Directed by Brian De Palma

    Heat’ (1995) Directed by Michael Mann

    The Usual Suspects’ (1995) Directed by Bryan Singer

    ‘Oldboy’ (2003) Directed by Park Chan-wook K Drama  appears on many lists

    ‘Brick’ (2005) Directed by Rian Johnson’Sicario’ (2015)Directed by Denis Villeneuve

    ‘You Were Never Really Here’ (2018) Directed by Lynne Ramsay’

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    Memento (2000) Directed by Christopher Nolan

    Oldboy (2003) Directed by Park Chan-wook  K Drama

    Blow Out (1981)

    Jaws (1975) Directed by Steven Spielberg

    Blue Velvet (1986) Directed by David Lynch

    Parasite (2019) Directed by Bong Joon-ho K Drama

    Taxi Driver (1976) Directed by Martin Scorsese

    The French Connection (1971) Directed by William Friedkin

    Se7en (1995)Directed by David Finche

    Rear Window (1954) Directed by Alfred Hitchcock

     

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    Let the Right One In (2008) Directed by Tomas Alfredson

    Cat People (1942) Directed by Jacques Tourneur

    The Neon Demon (2016) Directed by Nicolas Winding Refn

    The Shining (1980) Directed by Stanley Kubrick

    The Others (2001) Directed by Alejandro Amenábar

    House of Usher (1960)Directed by Roger Corman

    X (2022) Directed by Ti West

    Suspiria (2018) Directed by Luca GuadagninoNosferatu the Vampyre (1979) Directed by Werner Herzog

    .Midsommar (2019) Directed by Ari Aster

     

    Note:  I only saw two of these movies

     

     

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    1955: Alfred Hitchcock Presents (1955–1962)©Alfred J. Hitchcock Productions

    –  Stars: Alfred Hitchcock, Harry Tyler, John Williams, Patricia Hitchcock

    Alfred Hitchcock is widely considered one of the greatest directors of all time—so it’s little wonder that the series was immensely popular. Each week, the episodes—some of which Hitchcock directed himself—told a different story, from dramas to thrillers to mysteries. It starred famous actors from both the big and small screen, including Robert Redford, Jessica Tandy, and Bette Davis.

     

    My wife’s Birth year TV series ( would like to see what it would be in Korea)

     

    1959: The Twilight Zone (1959–1964)©CBS Television Network

    – – Stars: Rod Serling, Robert McCord, Jay Overholts, Vaughn Taylor

    The memorable and somewhat chilling voice of Rod Serling was always the introduction to these unusual and often frightening sci-fi tales, which took regular people on extraordinary journeys. While the series itself only ran from 1959 to 1964, it spawned a franchise of movies as well as two revivals: one in the 1980s and a new one, hosted by Jordan Peele, that aired on CBS All Access.

     

    My high school graduation year

     

    1974: Nova (1974–present)©WGBH


    – Stars: Jay O. Sanders, Craig Sechler, Lance Lewman, Will Lyman

    First airing in 1974, the long-running PBS documentary series focuses on science, nature, and history. The award-winning show has covered topics such as volcanic eruptions, global warming, the Great Pyramids, space exploration, and evolution.

     

    My college graduation year

     

    1979: SportsCenter (1979–present)©ESPN

    –  Stars: Neil Everett, Jalen Rose, Jenn Brown, Antonietta Collins

    Premiering on ESPN in 1979, “SportsCenter” quickly became one of the most-watched sports series on television. The show features highlights from various sporting events, as well as commentary, interviews, and game previews.

    Police Squard

    The comedic genius of Leslie Nielsen shines in this short-lived but hilarious spoof on police shows.Theseries played off of serious police dramas, poking fun via slapstick, gags, and silly commentary. While the show made it through only six episodes before being canceled, it did go on to become the premise of “The Naked Gun” film franchise in the late ’80s and early ’90s.

     

    My graduate school TV series

     

    1988: Mystery Science Theater 3000 (1988–1999)©Best Brains

    – In what could easily be considered one of the most unusual show premises of all time, an innocent janitor is taken hostage by two crazed scientists and forced to watch sci-fi movies. The janitor builds himself some robot companions to keep him company, and the group interjects their own funny commentary and opinions into the movies they watch. The show originally was on from 1988 to 1996, and creator Joel Hodgson ran a successful crowdfunding campaign to renew the series at Netflix in 2017.

    The Year I Joined the FS

     

    1991: The Adventures of Tintin (1991–1992)©Ellipse Animation

    –  Stars: Colin O’Meara, Thierry Wermuth, Christian Pellissier, Henri Labussière

    Based on a series of books by Belgian cartoonist Georges Prosper Remi, “The Adventures of Tintin” ran for three seasons on HBO. Telling the story of a young reporter and his best friend and furry sidekick, Snowy, the animated series takes the two on heroic exploits and adventures. The books were not as popular in the U.S. as they were in Europe, but the television show was nominated for several awards. It inspired a 3D computer-animated movie of the same name in 2011.

    My Year in the Hospital TV Show

     

    1996: Dragon Ball Z (1996–2003)©Toei Animation

     

    Getting its start as a popular Japanese anime series, “Dragon Ball Z” premiered in the U.S. in 1996, and continued on Cartoon Network from 1998 to 2003. With some help from his friends, young hero Goku fights to defend the earth from a variety of creatures and villains. In addition to the animated series, the “Dragon Ball” franchise included movies, video games, and two sequel television shows.

     

    My Retirement year TV show

     

    2016: Stranger Things (2016–present)©Netflix
    – Stars: Millie Bobby Brown, Finn Wolfhard, Winona Ryder, David Harbour

    Another successful Netflix original, “Stranger Things” is the creation of the Duffer Brothers, who also wrote the Warner Bros. horror film “Hidden.” Part sci-fi, part horror, the story starts with the disappearance of a young boy and the eerie events that follow. Premiering in 2016, the series will wrap up its run in 2025.

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    ‘Austin Powers: International Man of Mystery’ (1997) and sequels Directed by Jay Roach

    “The Informant!’ (2009) Directed by Steven Soderbergh

    “The Tall Blond Man with One Black Shoe’ (1972) Directed by Yves Robert

    “Spy’ (2015) Directed by Paul Feig

    Red’ (2010) Directed by Robert Schwentke

    ‘Confessions of a Dangerous Mind’ (2002) Directed by George Clooney

    ‘Charade’ (1963) Directed by Stanle

    The Man from U.N.C.L.E.’ (2015) Directed by Guy Ritchie

    Burn After Reading’ (2008)Directed by Joel and Ethan Coen’

     

    Kingsman:

    The Secret Service’ (2014) Directed by Matthew Vaughn

     

    I saw most of these

     

     

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    1. The Godfather
    2. Citizen Kane
    3. Schindler’s List
    4. Pulp Fiction
    5. The Shawshank Redemption
    6. Star Wars
    7. Gone with the Wind
    8. The Lord of the Rings: The Return of the King
    9. The Dark Knight
    10. Casablanca

     

    Good choices I have seen this all.

     

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    Everything Everywhere All At Once’ (2022) Directed by Daniel Kwan & Daniel Scheinert

    ‘Dune: Part One’ (2021) Directed by Denis Villeneuve

    ‘Mulholland Drive’ (2001) Directed by David Lynch

    ‘Avatar: The Way of Water’ (2022) Directed by James Cameron

    ‘The Fountain’ (2006) Directed by Darren Aronofsky

    ‘Children of Men’ (2006) Directed by Alfonso Cuarón

    ‘Avengers: Endgame’ (2019) Directed by Anthony & Joe Russo

    ‘The Lord of the Rings: The Return of the King’ (2003) Directed by Peter Jackson

    ‘Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind’ (2004) Directed by Michel Gondry

    ‘The Prestige’ (2006) Directed by Christopher Nolan

    Inception Directed by Chrisopher Noland

    Tenet, Directed by Chrisopher Noland

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    Nocebo (2022) Directed by Lorcan FinneganI Spit On Your Grave (1978) Directed by Meir Zarchi

    Mandy (2018) Directed by Panos Cosmatos

    Ready Or Not (2019) Directed by Matt Bettinelli-Olpin and Tyler Gillett

    The Last House On The Left (1972) Directed by Wes Craven

    Revenge (2017) Directed by Coralie Fargeat

    La Llorona (2019) Directed by Jayro Bustamante

    Let The Right One In (2008) Directed by Tomas Alfredson

    Carrie (1976) Directed by Brian De Palma

    I Saw The Devil (2010) Directed by Kim Jee-woon K Drama

     

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    Japanese:

    T#1. Seven Samurai (1954) 七人の侍 (Shichinin no Samurai)

    #2. Spirited Away (2001) 千と千尋の神隠し (Sen to Chihiro no Kamikakushi

    ) #3. Tokyo Story (1953) 東京物語 (Tōkyō Monogatari)

    #9. Rashomon (1950) 羅生門 (Rashōmon)

    #13. Sansho the Bailiff (1954) 山椒大夫 (Sanshō Dayū)

    #14. Grave of the Fireflies (1988) 火垂るの墓 (Hotaru no Haka)

    #15. Ran (1985) 乱 (Ran)

    #29. Yojimbo (1961) 用心棒 (Yōjinbō) #30.

    Ikiru (1952) 生きる (Ikiru)

    #33. Late Spring (1949) 晩春 (Banshun)

    #34. Early Summer (1951) 麦秋 (Bakushū)

    #37. High and Low (1963) 天国と地獄 (Tengoku to Jigoku)

    #48. Red Beard (1965) 赤ひげ (Akahige

    ) #49. Samurai Rebellion (1967) 上意討ち 拝領妻始末 (Jōiuchi: Hairyō Tsuma Shimatsu) #52. Shoplifters (2018) 万引き家族 (Manbiki Kazoku)

    #55. Harakiri (1962) 切腹 (Seppuku)

    #59. An Autumn Afternoon (1962) 秋刀魚の味 (Sanma no Aji) #62. The Hidden Fortress (1958) 隠し砦の三悪人 (Kakushi Toride no San Akunin)

    #64. I Was Born, But… (1932) 大人の見る絵本 生れてはみたけれど (Otona no Miru Ehon Umarete wa Mita Keredo)

    #68. The Tale of the Princess Kaguya (2013) かぐや姫の物語 (Kaguya-hime no Monogatari)

    #81. Nobody Knows (2004) 誰も知らない (Dare mo Shiranai) #82. Still Walking (2008) 歩いても 歩いても (Aruitemo Aruitemo)

    #83. My Neighbor Totoro (1988) となりのトトロ (Tonari no Totoro) #88. Drive My Car (2021) ドライブ・マイ・カー (Doraibu Mai Kā)

    #95. After Life (1998) ワンダフルライフ (Wandafuru Raifu) #98. Maborosi (1995) 幻の光 (Maboroshi no Hikari)

     

    French:

     

     

    #12. Army of Shadows (1969) L’Armée des Ombres

    #17. Children of Paradise (1945) Les Enfants du Paradi

    s #20. The Rules of the Game (1939) La Règle du Jeu

    #23. Playtime (1967) Playtime

    #28. Au hasard Balthazar (1966) Au Hasard Balthazar

    #35. Pépé le Moko (1937) Pépé le Moko

    #38. Jules and Jim (1962) Jules et Jim

    #43. The Artist (2011) L’Artiste

    #51. Céline and Julie Go Boating (1974) Céline et Julie vont en bateau

    #57. Beauty and the Beast (1946) La Belle et la Bête

    #69. Band of Outsiders (1964) Bande à part

    #71. L’Argent (1983) L’Argent

    #72. The Wild Child (1970) L’Enfant Sauvage

    #77. The Triplets of Belleville (2003) Les Triplettes de Belleville

    #84. Blue is the Warmest Colour (2013) La Vie d’Adèle

    #89. The Class (2008) Entre les Murs #93.

    Petite Maman (2021) Petite Maman

    #97. A Summer’s Tale (1996) Conte d’été

     

     

    Certainly! Here’s the rest of the list broken down by nationality with just the English titles while keeping the original numbering and bolding intact:

     

    French: #12. Army of Shadows (1969)

    #17. Children of Paradise (1945)

    #20. The Rules of the Game (1939)

    #23. Playtime (1967)

    #28. Au hasard Balthazar (1966)

    #35. Pépé le Moko (1937)

    #38. Jules and Jim (1962)

    #43. The Artist (2011)

    #51. Céline and Julie Go Boating (1974)

    #57. Beauty and the Beast (1946)

    #69. Band of Outsiders (1964)

    #71. L’Argent (1983)

    #72. The Wild Child (1970)

    #77. The Triplets of Belleville (2003)

    #84. Blue is the Warmest Colour (2013)

    #89. The Class (2008)

    #93. Petite Maman (2021)

    #97. A Summer’s Tale (1996)

    #24. Portrait of a Lady on Fire (2019) French

     

    Italian: #16. The Conformist (1970)

     

    #21. The Battle of Algiers (1966)

    #31. La Dolce Vita (1960)

    #39. Umberto D. (1952)

    #40. The Best of Youth (2003)

    #45. 8½ (1963)

    #50. Journey to Italy (1954)

    #70. Investigation of a Citizen Above Suspicion (1970)

     

    German: #5. Metropolis (1927)

     

    #43. The Lives of Others (2006)

    #60. Das Boot (1981)

    #92. The Blue Angel (1930)

     

     

    Swedish: #7. Fanny and Alexander (1982)

    #65. The Seventh Seal (1957)

    #66. Wild Strawberries (1957)

    #85. Persona (1966)

     

    Hong Kong: #74. In the Mood for Love (2000)

    #90. Days of Being Wild (1990)

     

    Mexican:

     

    #8. Pan’s Labyrinth (2006)

     

     

    Russian: #26. Battleship Potemkin (1925)

    #46. Solaris (1972)

    #78. Leviathan (2015)

     

    Other Nationalities:

     

    #36. Amour (2012) Austrian/French/German

     

    #42. A Brighter Summer Day (1991) Taiwanese

     

    #63. Jeanne Dielman, 23, quai du commerce, 1080 Bruxelles (1975) Belgium

     

    #75. A Prophet (2009) French/Italian

     

    #25. 4 Months, 3 Weeks and 2 Days (2007) Romanian

     

    #41. Close-Up (1990) Iranian

    #18. A Separation (2011) Iranian

     

    1. Gangs of Wasseypur (2012) India

     

    Parasite South Korean

     

     

     

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    ‘Being John Malkovich’ (1999)

    Directed by Spike Jonze

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    ‘All About My Mother’ (1999)

    Directed by Pedro Almodóvar

    Pedro Almodóvar is a filmmaker who has consistently put out great work for over four decades that has certainly garnered awards attention and critical acclaim but remains frustratingly overlooked by American audiences. The Spanish filmmaker is known for his melodramas with bold visual styles that frequently feature LGBTQ+ and feminist themes, both of which are on full display in the film frequently cited as his best, All About My Mother.

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    • Some sci-fi classics like Star Wars and Jurassic Park are always worth rewatching. Mad Max: Fury Road is a thrilling endless car chase.
    • Everything Everywhere All at Once mixes kung fu with a heartwarming family story for an entertaining sci-fi flick.
    • Galaxy Quest hilariously parodies Star Trek while paying homage to the beloved franchise that inspired it.

    A lot of the lofty sci-fi movie classics aren’t very rewatchable, but some of the genre’s greatest entries – like Star WarsBack to the Future, and Jurassic Park – hold up to countless repeat viewings. 2001: A Space Odyssey is a breathtaking piece of cinema pondering the biggest questions about humanity’s existence, and Blade Runner is a powerful futuristic noir about what constitutes a person. But they both move at such a slow pace, and deal with such heavy philosophical subject matter, that no one is champing at the bit to rewatch them on movie night.

    With the first sequel, Aliens, James Cameron went the other way and delivered one of the most explosive, action-packed movies ever made. The first half of Aliens gets Ellen Ripley down to the surface of a xenomorph-infested human colony with a band of space marines. The second half is an all-out action extravaganza pitting the marines against dozens of bloodthirsty aliens.

    Everything Everywhere All At Once

    Michelle Yeoh as Evelyn Wang in a kung-fu stance in Everything Everywhere All at Once© Provided by ScreenRant

    The kind of movies that usually sweep the Academy Awards are slow, quiet, somber, and not particularly interested in being entertaining. But Everything Everywhere All at Once – which won seven Oscars, including Best Picture – is anything but. It is a touching, character-focused drama about a mother struggling to connect with her disillusioned daughter, but that beautiful mother-daughter story is wrapped up in an action-packed interdimensional epic in which the entire multiverse is at stake.

    Joaquin Phoenix Is a Gun-Defending Sheriff of a Murderous Town in ‘Eddington’ Trailer

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    ensions are high between officials and townspeople in Eddington, New Mexico on June 2, 2020 in the teaser trailer for the black comedy western, Eddington. The Ari Aster-written and directed film, which will make its world premiere at Cannes Film Festival next month, arrives in theaters on July 18.

    In the teaser clip, a person scrolls through their social media feed on a cell phone as a series of talking heads give snippets of their viewpoints, which appear to be focused on the pandemic and conspiracy theories. In Eddington, the weather is sweltering – in the upper 90s and into the 100s – per the person’s cell phone, as a voice discusses a lab in Wuhan, China. “If you value your life, you should think twice because the people in Eddington like guns, Sheriff Joe Cross (Phoenix) warns in one clip.

    After Cross issues his alert, a video clip of his wife appears on the cell screen. “And I am speaking now to deny my husband’s announcement yesterday,” says Louise Cross (Emma Stone). “Which was false.”

    Sherriff Cross’ adversary Mayor Ted Garcia (Pedro Pascal) also shows up on the screen with a video of his own. “I’m ready to continue leading our town, and fighting the pandemic and the racial and economic … ” he says before he’s cut off by the next clip, where Cross appears in a CNN post. “‘Law and Order Sheriff Assaults Protester in Town Rocked by Murders” reads the chyron over its video featuring a screaming Cross and protesting townspeople in masks as they face off.

    The film also stars Luke Grimes, Austin Butler, Deirdre O’Connell, Micheal Ward, Clifton Collins Jr., William Belleau, Cameron Mann, Matt Gomez Hidaka, and Amélie Hoeferle.

     

     

    Mad Max: Fury Road

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    George Miller had already made three rollicking, action-packed Mad Max movies before he returned to the wasteland and blew the original trilogy out of the water with Mad Max: Fury RoadFury Road has a mercifully simplistic plot: badass Furiosa liberates the wives of post-apocalyptic tyrant Immortan Joe and goes on the lam with Joe’s forces hot on their tail. Max, now played by Tom Hardy, gets unwittingly swept along for the ride.

    Aliens

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    Ridley Scott’s original Alien movie is both one of the greatest science fiction movies and one of the greatest horror movies ever made, but it’s a slow burn. Scott takes his time to introduce the crew of the Nostromo and the threat of the xenomorph before the chestburster kicks off the haunted-house-in-space action. This makes for a powerful cinematic experience on the first viewing, but it also means that it takes a while to get going on a rewatch.

    Everything Everywhere All at Once is an appropriate title for a movie that manages to be a fast-paced action movie, a visually stunning sci-fi movie, a zany slapstick comedy, and a sobering family drama all rolled into one. The Wang family’s story would be just as moving without all the hybrid-genre mayhem. But all the parallel universes and martial arts choreography make it an endlessly rewatchable movie.

    Galaxy Quest

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    Galaxy Quest is such a spot-on parody of the Star Trek franchise that it’s often ranked as a better Star Trek movie than most of the official Star Trek movies. It has an ingeniously meta premise: the washed-up cast of an old sci-fi show is recruited for a real-life intergalactic battle by real-life aliens who mistook episodes of their series for historical records. Director Dean Parisot gets every possible laugh out of that brilliant premise.

    With the satire of Galaxy Quest, Parisot managed to have the best of both worlds. He ruthlessly spoofs Star Trek and its fans, but it’s ultimately an affectionate love letter to Gene Roddenberry’s legacy and the power of the fandom he inspired. Like all the best comedies, Galaxy Quest is so funny and so quotable and so hilariously acted that it’s infinitely rewatchable.

    Predator

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    Predator has absolutely no reason to be as great as it is. The story grew out of a Hollywood inside joke that Rocky Balboa would run out of opponents on Earth and have to fight an alien. Its entire premise revolves around oiled-up, muscle-bound men going into the jungle and firing machine guns at an invisible alien. At the very best, Predator should be an affable B-movie. But somehow, John McTiernan turned it into a bona fide masterpiece.

    By pitting Arnold Schwarzenegger against a deadly alien creature, McTiernan told the ultimate man-conquers-beast story. Predator deals with themes of masculinity, militarism, and just how outmatched humanity might be when alien life finally arrives. But it’s also a big, loud, bombastic ‘80s action movie with a burst of gunfire or a giant explosion every couple of minutes.

    WALL-E

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    Much like Stanley Kubrick, when Pixar takes a stab at a genre, they end up making one of the all-time greats. The Incredibles is one of the best superhero movies, Up is one of the best adventure movies, and WALL-E is one of the best science fiction movies. With its dazzling futuristic imagery, deeply cinematic visual storytelling, and the heartwarming romance between WALL-E and fellow robot-with-a-heart-of-gold EVE, WALL-E holds up to endless rewatches.

    The only thing that makes WALL-E wobble slightly on a rewatch is that its depiction of an uninhabitable, trash-filled Earth gets more and more depressingly accurate with every viewing. WALL-E was way ahead of its time in criticizing humanity’s callous treatment of the environment. Fortunately, the love story is beautiful enough to distract from the mirror being held up to climate change.

    The Matrix

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    The Wachowskis made audiences across the world question their reality with their sci-fi action masterpiece The Matrix. The movie suggests that reality is just a computer program being run by the robotic overlords using human beings as batteries. There’s a lot of exposition to get out of the way in the first act of The Matrix – who Morpheus is, how the Matrix works, what the machines are doing in the real world, etc. – but once it gets all that stuff out of the way, it’s a non-stop thrill-ride.

    The Matrix is full of beautifully directed action sequences like the lobby shootout, the helicopter crash, and the final foot chase. The story in between the action scenes is masterfully crafted, too. From his humble beginnings as Thomas Anderson to his triumphant climactic transformation into “The One,” Neo’s journey lands on every viewing.

    Star Wars

    Mark Hamill as Luke Skywalker, Carrie Fisher as Princess Leia, and Harrison Ford as Han Solo in Star Wars: Episode IV – A New Hope.© Provided by ScreenRant

    George Lucas changed the face of the film industry forever with his game-changing space opera Star Wars. Ever since Star Wars had audiences lining up around the block to watch it a 10th time, Hollywood studios have been acquiring nerdy I.P. and following Joseph Campbell’s “hero’s journey” religiously in an attempt to replicate that success. Lucas transported audiences to a galaxy far, far away and pulled off the cinematic magic trick of pure escapism.

    Although it was burdened with introducing its audience to a whole new fictional universe, Star Wars moves at an agreeably zippy pace. It opens with a massive space battle and remains that exciting for the rest of its runtime. From the Millennium Falcon shootout to the explosion of the Death Star, Star Wars is full of set-pieces that never get old.

    Jurassic Park

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    Steven Spielberg combined the monster-movie thrills of Jaws with the thought-provoking sci-fi themes of Close Encounters for his big-screen adaptation of Michael Crichton’s Jurassic ParkJurassic Park deals with the same complex themes as Frankenstein – the hubris of man, the dangers of playing God, the uncontrollability of nature – but with a theme park full of live dinosaurs. Spielberg and his team used groundbreaking visual effects to bring dinosaurs back to life.

    Jurassic Park is full of great action sequences with razor-sharp tension and timeless effects. From the T. rex’s escape to the raptors’ attack in the kitchen, Jurassic Park is jam-packed with set-pieces that never fail to thrill the audience, no matter how many times they’ve seen the movie. Even the exposition in Jurassic Park is rewatchable, thanks to a little animated character named Mr. DNA.

    Back To The Future

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    Robert Zemeckis and Bob Gale’s Back to the Future script should be studied in every screenwriting class, because it’s airtight. Not only does it tell an engaging story about a time-traveling teenager trying to get his parents together to ensure his own existence; it’s a masterclass in the plant-and-payoff technique. Every single scene progresses the plot; every single line in the first act sets something up that comes back later.

    The pacing doesn’t dip for a second, all the gags in Zemeckis and Gale’s script get a laugh every time, and the catharsis of Marty McFly finally getting back to 1985 after all the hurdles he’s had to overcome always lands. Plus, Michael J. Fox’s endearing on-screen chemistry with Christopher Lloyd as Marty and Doc Brown is endlessly watchable. Back to the Future is basically a perfect movie.

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    Evolution

    Out of this world laughs and galactic giggles ahead in this list of the best sci-fi comedies of all time.

    One of the most mesmerizing things about the science fiction genre is the sheer scope of ideas that can be dreamt up, and this aspect lends itself perfectly to comedy; with something so out-of-this-world, there’s a real opportunity to make people laugh. There are crazy and bewildering plots spanning generations, from the twisted future of Idiocracy to the bulging-brained alien invasion of Mars Attacks! To put it simply, there’s a lot of fun to be had in crafting the strangely surreal, the complete unknown, and even just simply turning fear into nervous laughter.

    By sifting through the sci-fi comedy offerings on the best streaming services, we’ve whittled our list down to the 10 best sci-fi comedies of all time. Comedic timing, acting prowess, and excellent scripts all play a huge part in the reason these movies are as funny as they are – even if you don’t expect them to be. So, pick your next watch across Paramount PlusDisneyNetflix, and Amazon Prime from the list below and prepare to be suitably amused.

    10. Evolution

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    • Release date: June 8, 2001
    • Cast: David Duchovny, Julianne Moore, Orlando Jones
    • Director: Ivan Reitman
    • Rotten Tomatoes score: 44% critics, 48% audience

    It felt like that in the early 00s any video I borrowed from Blockbusters advertised this sci-fi comedy. When I realized it was from the director of Ghostbusters (also on our list), I had to rent it and I’m glad I did. In Evolution, a meteor hits Earth and with it an organism that evolves so rapidly no one has any real clue on how to stop it. The team for the job? A trainee firefighter, a government scientist, and two college professors made up of sci-fi icon David Duchovny, Julianne Moore, Orlando Jones, and Seann William Scott.

    While the government tries to block the team out, the alien ecosystem begins to thrive on Earth and that’s when the real trouble starts. Even with Earth’s impending doom, there’s still plenty of time for comedy. It’s not groundbreaking sci-fi, but it’ll certainly bring laughs to your night-in.

    9. Mars Attacks!

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    • Release date: December 13, 1996
    • Cast: Jack Nicholson, Glenn Close, Annette Bening, Pierce Brosnan
    • Director: Tim Burton
    • Rotten Tomatoes score: 55% critics, 53% audience

    Much like Tim Burton’s haunting characters from his usual gothic horrors, like Beetlejuice and The Corpse Bride, you’ll never forget the Martians of his sci-fi dark comedy, Mars Attacks! It’s a wonderful spoof of the cheesy alien invasion movies of the ’50s, full of surreal humor and black comedy.

    Burton’s foray into science fiction depicts an alien arrival on Earth that starts out peacefully, but quickly transcends into absolute chaos – making it both a little bit scary and a whole lot of funny. Particularly the government’s blundering attempts to deal with these new visitors.

    Mars Attacks! has a rather impressive cast behind it, with Jack Nicholson as the President, Glenn Close, Jack Black, Danny DeVito, Pierce Brosnan, Annette Bening, Sarah Jessica Parker, and so many more stellar actors. While it didn’t quite impress with its box office debut, it’s certainly made up for it in cult status.

    8. Spaceballs

    • Release date: June 24, 1987
    • Cast: Mel Brooks, John Candy, Rick Moranis, Bill Pullman, and more
    • Director: Mel Brooks
    • Rotten Tomatoes score: 52% critics, 83% audience

    Mel Brooks is one hell of a filmmaker and the master of spoofs. When it comes to comedy, his unique style traverses genres from the Western of Blazing Saddles to the adventures of Robin Hood: Men in Tights. Spaceballs, his move into science fiction, had the same cult impact.

    Brooks’ Spaceballs is primarily a Star Wars parody with Lone Starr (Bill Pullman) and his alien sidekick, Barf (John Candy), rescuing Princess Vespa (Daphne Zuniga) from the Spaceballs – all while evading capture from the dastardly Dark Helmet (Rick Moranis).

    It sounds absolutely bonkers and that’s because it is. It is jam-packed with quirky jokes, gags, wisecracks, and slapstick comedy – while some might not be to your taste, others will have you in stitches. Plus, Spaceballs utilizes the humor of breaking the fourth wall, which sets it apart from the rest of the genre ten-fold. While the movie came out in 1987, according to Variety, there may be a Spaceballs 2 is in the works with Mel Brooks producing almost 30 years later.

    7. Galaxy Quest

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    • Release date: December 25, 1999
    • Cast: Tim Allen, Sigourney Weaver, Alan Rickman
    • Director: Dean Parisot
    • Rotten Tomatoes score: 90% critics, 79% audience

    Back in the 90s, Galaxy Quest was first perceived as a silly comedy movie that affectionately parodied the likes of Star Trek and other galactic spaceship crews. However, it has since proved itself to be far smarter than that and has been acknowledged as such.

    The movie sees a new spaceship crew assembled, but this time they’re actors from the TV show Galaxy Quest that get thrown into a real-life space adventure. During a fan convention, Jason Nesmith (Tim Allen), lead actor of the show, is approached by a group of aliens called Thermians that want his help.

    Unfortunately, the aliens believe that the TV show is actually real life. So, when they recruit Jason and his crew for help, no-one’s quite sure what they’re getting themselves into. It’s a parody, yes, but it’s also a homage to all the amazing sci-fi shows and movies that are still thriving today. It’s satire at its finest and it does so whilst lovingly dressed up in sci-fi and comedy.

    6. Men in Black and sequels

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    • Release date: July 2, 1997
    • Cast: Will Smith, Tommy Lee Jones, Linda Fiorentino
    • Director: Barry Sonnenfeld
    • Rotten Tomatoes score: 91% critics, 80% audience

    With four films now in the Men in Black franchise, the first will always be the best of the best of the best, sir! There’s a lot of great things to say about Men in Black, but the greatest gift from this movie is the comedy pairing of Will Smith and Tommy Lee Jones as Agent J and Agent K, respectively. They make this look good.

    Jay and Kay are agents of a secret government organization tasked with protecting Earth and keeping an eye on all its alien residents. While Kay is a respected long-serving member, Jay is a headstrong rookie with a lot of sass – but they balance each other out with Kay sharing wisdom and Jay showing him how to have a good time.

    The scope of extra-terrestrials is also fantastic. We won’t say too much about them here, as discovering them all is part of this movie’s charm. While some can be rather adorable, others can be unnervingly terrifying, but have no fear as Will Smith will always lighten the mood.

    5. Idiocracy

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    • Release date: September 1, 2006
    • Cast: Luke Wilson, Maya Rudolph, Dax Shepard, Terry Crews, and more
    • Director: Mike Judge
    • Rotten Tomatoes score: 71% critics, 61% audience

    Joe Bauers (Luke Wilson) is a remarkably average human. Yet, he is the one chosen to be put into hibernation and brought back to life in the future. Sort of like Fry in Futurama (one of the best sci-fi TV shows of all time), but on purpose. However, when Joe ‘arrives’ in the future, he’s somehow the smartest person alive.

    Now, imagine a world where the average intelligence has depleted exponentially, because that’s the world Joe now lives in, and there’s a whole lot of weird things going on. In Idiocracyyou can pause on pretty much any scene in this movie and think to yourself, what on Earth is going on? And because of this, it’s a really great comedy about how strange the world and life could really be.

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    Bill and Ted’s Excellent Adventure/Bill and Ted’s Bogus Journey -sequel

     

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    • Release date: February 17, 1989
    • Cast: Keanu Reeves, Alex Winter, George Carlin, and more
    • Director: Stephen Herek
    • Rotten Tomatoes score: 83% critics, 75% audience

    If you’ve ever once looked into sci-fi comedy, you’ll no doubt have come across Bill and Ted. Or, if you’re just into movies in any shape or form, you’ll have heard of this iconic duo made up of traditionally more straight-faced Keanu Reeves and Alex Winter. Their friendship hangs in the balance as a failing history grade could see the pair torn apart. But, there’s one way to save it and that’s by travelling back in time to learn about history in the most excellent of ways.

    Carrying out research for their school report, they travel by a phone booth time machine that takes them back to historical moments, meeting several history VIPs along the way. Obviously, turning up in a phone booth causes its own hilarity, but the goofy pairing with an incredibly quotable script make this a fun and lighthearted movie for all to enjoy.

    3. Repo Man

     

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    • Release date: March 2, 1984
    • Cast: Emilio Estevez, Harry Dean Stanton, and more
    • Director: Alex Cox
    • Rotten Tomatoes score: 98% critics, 78% audience

    To get out of trouble, punky Otto (Emilio Estevez) is recruited by a car repo agency that tasks him with hunting down a Chevrolet Malibu for an eye-watering $20,000 bounty. High reward means high risk though and inside the trunk of this runaway Chevy is something out-of-this-world. Hunting down this car is no simple task and whatever extraterrestrial entity is hiding in the trunk makes sure of that.

    It seems some of the best sci-fi comedies are just bonkers and Repo Man is certainly one of those titles. You can’t quite believe what you’re watching and with the threat of an alien invasion at stake, its peculiar plot will amuse and pull you in. It’s a cult classic because it doesn’t really fit into any of the usual movie ticking boxes, yet still highly entertaining.

    One of my all time favorites! Emilo Estevez’s first movie

    2. Back to the Future and sequels

     

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    • Release date: July 3, 1985
    • Cast: Michael J. Fox, Christopher Lloyd, Lea Thompson, Crispin Glover
    • Director: Robert Zemeckis
    • Rotten Tomatoes score: 93% critics, 95% audience

    Back to the Future is one of the best sci-fi movies of all time, and it’s also one of the funniest. Bringing together young Marty McFly (Michael J. Fox) with eccentric scientist Doc Brown (Christopher Lloyd), the pair embark on a time-travelling adventure that seamlessly integrates the sci-fi genre with comedy.

    Marty is accidentally sent 30 years back in time in a souped-up DeLorean. His presence in the past ends up risking his entire existence as he splits up his future parents and must fix the mistake. And, amid all this, Marty and Doc Brown must protect each other from their past and future fates.

    It’s witty and wild, parodying sci-fi and futuristic concepts – some of which have actually become a reality since then, such as video calls and wearable tech like smart glasses (the fashion… not so much).

    1. Ghostbusters and Two sequels

     

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    • Release date: June 8, 1984
    • Cast: Bill Murray, Dan Aykroyd, Sigourney Weaver, Rick Moranis
    • Director: Ivan Reitman
    • Rotten Tomatoes score: 95% critics, 88% audience

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    Simply one of the most iconic sci-fi comedies of all time, Ghostbusters paved the way for so many titles on our list that it’d be hard not to give it top spot. I mean, it quite literally spawned Evolution from director Ivan Reitman.

    Kicked out of university jobs, three parapsychologists choose instead to set up their own unique ghost removal service in New York. Ghostbusters, assemble! The fantastic cast and witty script makes this movie an absolute joy to watch.

    It’s a wonderful blend of supernatural, sci-fi, comedy, horror, and action that has spawned a whole iconic franchise: we’re talking more movies, comics, video games, TV shows, etc. While some of the movies that followed are funny in their own right, you just can’t beat the original.

     

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    10 Best Horror Movie Performances of All Time, Ranked

     

    An iconic horror film requires many key elements, ranging from a strong atmosphere to terrifying scares, but few features are as crucial as great acting. Whether portraying a vulnerable victim, a resilient hero or a menacing villain, actors must devote themselves wholeheartedly to horror performances due to the intensity and wide range of emotions required by the genre. In fact, largely as the result of excellent acting, many horror characters – such as Jack Torrance or Norman Bates – have established themselves as some of the most enduring popular characters in film history.

    With such a rich canon of performances to choose from, selecting the 10 greatest is a daunting feat. Considering the iconic legacies of the characters, their vital roles within their films, and the technical feats accomplished by the actors, these are our picks for the 10 best performances in horror films.

    Linda Blair in ‘The Exorcist’ (1973)

    Directed by William Friedkin

    The Exorcist is a 1973 supernatural horror film directed by William Friedkin and adapted by William Peter Blatty from his own 1971 novel. The film centers on the demonic possession of a young girl, Regan (Linda Blair), as she is transformed into a chaotic, profane and violent monster by the demon inside of her. In order to attempt to save her soul, Catholic priests Father Merrin (Max von Sydow) and Father Karras (Jason Miller) perform an exorcism once it is clear that no other option will work.

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    Despite being only 12 years old at the time of filming, Linda Blair gives a powerhouse performance as Regan, completely embodying both her innocent initial personality and the vulgar demon that possesses her. Aided by the vocal work of Mercedes McCambridge, Linda Blair tackles physically and emotionally demanding scenes that would have been challenging for actors decades her senior, consistently holding her own against her far more experienced castmates. The Exorcist is widely considered one of the scariest films of all time, and Linda Blair’s performance is one of the greatest reasons why.

    The Exorcist

    Release Date  December 26, 1973

    Director  William Friedkin

    Cast  Lee J. Cobb, Max Von Sydow, Linda Blair, Ellen Burstyn

    Rating  R

    Runtime  122 minutes

    Main Genre   Horror

    Genres  Supernatural, Horror

    Writers  William Peter Blatty

    Production Company  Hoya Productions

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    Kathy Bates in ‘Misery’ (1990)

    Directed by Rob Reiner

    Based on Stephen King‘s 1987 novel, Misery is a 1990 psychological horror-thriller directed by Rob Reiner. The film follows a popular fiction writer, Paul Sheldon (James Caan), who suffers a life-threatening car crash and is found by Annie Wilkes (Kathy Bates), a dedicated fan. As a nurse by profession, Annie helps Paul with his injuries but is horrified to discover that he has killed off her favorite character and decides to imprison him in her house until he has written a novel resurrecting the character.

    Kathy Bates’ performance received widespread acclaim and earned her a Best Actress Academy Award, in the only Oscar win ever received for a Stephen King adaptation. Bringing to life the villainous Annie Wilkes, Bates’ performance is highly erratic, swinging wildly from appearing to be simply a lonely and quirky woman to behaving in a violent and aggressive manner towards her captive. Portraying one of King’s greatest literary characters, Kathy Bates deserves all the attention she received for her performance in Misery.

    Misery

    Release Date  November 30, 1990

    Director  Rob Reiner

    Cast  Richard Farnsworth, Kathy Bates, Lauren Bacall, Frances Sternhagen, James Caan

    Rating  R

    Runtime  107 minutes

    Main Genre  Horror

    Genres  Drama, Thriller, Horror

    Writers  William Goldman, Stephen King

    Budget  $20 million

    Studio(s)  Columbia Pictures

    Distributor(s)  Columbia Pictures

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    Tony Todd in ‘Candyman’ (1992)

    Directed by Bernard Rose

    Candyman is a 1992 supernatural horror film written and directed by Bernard Rose and based on a short story by prolific novelist Clive Barker. The film explores the concept of urban legends by following a grad student, Helen (Virginia Madsen), who begins investigating the story of a vengeful spirit known as the Candyman (Tony Todd). After being summoned by Helen, Candyman begins to take the lives of innocent residents of a low-income neighborhood that he terrorizes.

    Candyman is unique for a supernatural slasher due to its methodical pace, mature storytelling and the subversively sympathetic nature of its antagonist. Tony Todd brings an incredible gravitas to the role, with his velvet-smooth voice and calm physicality bringing a hypnotic quality to the character, and his dedication to the film being perfectly showcased by his willingness to work with hundreds of live bees during production. Frightening and strangely alluring, the late, great Tony Todd’s performance as the titular Candyman is nothing less than career-defining.

    Candyman

    Release Date  October 16, 1992

    Director  Bernard Rose

    Cast  Marianna Elliott, DeJuan Guy, Kasi Lemmons, Xander Berkeley, Tony Todd, Vanessa Williams, Virginia Madsen, Ted Raimi

    Rating  R

    Runtime  100 Minutes

    Main Genre  Horror

    Genres  Drama, Thriller, Horror

    Writers  Bernard Rose

    Character(s)  Billy, Candyman, Clara, Jake, Bernadette Walsh, Anne-Marie McCoy, Trevor Lyle, Helen Lyle

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    Boris Karloff in ‘Frankenstein’ (1931)

    Directed by James Whale

    Based on Mary Shelley‘s 1818 classic horror novel, Frankenstein is a 1931 sci-fi horror film directed by James Whale. The film centers on the creation of a monster (Boris Karloff) constructed from stolen body-parts, who is reanimated by a scientist (Colin Clive) who seeks to play God. Mistreated by those around him, the monster escapes from captivity and finds himself the target of furious and violent townspeople.

    Enhanced with one of horror cinema’s most iconic examples of costuming and special effects makeup, Boris Karloff’s performance as Frankenstein’s Monster is a landmark achievement of the early horror genre. Karloff portrays the monster with a pitch-perfect balance of childlike innocence and threatening physicality, with his clumsy movements making his inhumanity incredibly believable. Rightfully still celebrated almost a century later, Boris Karloff’s performance in Frankenstein is perfect.

    Frankenstein

    Release Date  November 21, 1931

    Director  James Whale

    Cast  Lionel Belmore, Frederick Kerr, John Boles, Mae Clarke, Dwight Frye, Edward Van Sloan, Colin Clive, Boris Karloff

    Rating  Passed

    Runtime  70 Minutes

    Main Genre  Sci-Fi

    Genres  Sci-Fi, Drama, Horror

    Writers  Francis Edward Faragoh, Peggy Webling, Garrett Fort, Richard Schayer, John L. Balderston, Mary Shelley

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    Jack Nicholson in ‘The Shining’ (1980)

    Directed by Stanley Kubrick

    Based on Stephen King‘s 1977 novel, The Shining is a 1980 psychological horror film directed and co-written by Stanley Kubrick. The film centers on Jack (Jack Nicholson), a writer with a history of alcoholism and a troubled relationship with his family, who takes a caretaking job at the remote Overlook Hotel during the winter. Upon arrival, however, Jack’s wife Wendy (Shelley Duvall) and their young son Danny (Danny Lloyd) realize that the hotel may be haunted, as they are plagued by unexplained events and Jack’s behavior becomes increasingly concerning.

    From his earliest scenes in the film, Jack Nicholson makes it clear through his performance that something is deeply wrong with Jack under the surface of his identity as an ambitious family man, seeming as if he may snap at any moment. Nicholson’s dynamic with Shelley Duvall is highly compelling, with her pure terror being contrasted excellently with his mania and aggression, making audiences truly come to fear his character at the film’s harrowing climax. Tragic, scary and at times darkly comedic, Jack Nicholson’s performance in The Shining is a masterclass in portraying a disturbed individual.

    The Shining

    Release Date  May 23, 1980

    Director  Stanley Kubrick

    Cast  Philip Stone, Barry Nelson, Scatman Crothers, Danny Lloyd, Shelley Duvall, Jack Nicholson

    Rating  R

    Runtime  146 minutes

    Main Genre   Horror

    Genres  Mystery, Thriller, Horror, Psychological

    Writers  Diane Johnson, Stanley Kubrick, Stephen King

    Studio  Warner Bros.

    Tagline  All work and no play make Jack a dull boy…

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    Jodie Foster in ‘The Silence of the Lambs’ (1991)

    Directed by Jonathan Demme

    The Silence of the Lambs is a 1991 psychological horror film directed by Jonathan Demme and based on Thomas Harris‘ 1988 novel. The film centers on young FBI trainee Clarice Starling (Jodie Foster) as she is assigned a key role in the investigation of serial killer Buffalo Bill (Ted Levine). In order to track the killer down, Clarice develops a rapport with Hannibal Lecter (Anthony Hopkins), an incarcerated cannibal and murderer who is also a highly intelligent psychiatrist.

    Winning an Oscar for Best Actress, Jodie Foster’s portrayal of Clarice received immediate acclaim due to her embodiment of Clarice’s likability, intelligence and emotional complexity. The film’s most compelling element is the dynamic between Clarice and Hannibal, with the two consistently attempting to get the upper hand in their interactions and thed chemistry between Foster and Hopkins makes their scenes electrifying. Clarice is one of horror cinema’s most iconic protagonists and one of the best characters in the Hannibal Lecter cinematic universe, with Jodie Foster’s performance greatly enhancing the role.

    The Silence of the Lambs

    Release Date  February 14, 1991

    Director  Jonathan Demme

    Cast  Diane Baker, Kasi Lemmons, Scott Glenn, Anthony Hopkins, Anthony Heald, Brooke Smith, Ted Levine, Jodie Foster

    Rating  R

    Runtime  118 Minutes

    Main Genre  Thriller

    Genres  Drama, Thriller, Crime

    Writers  Ted Tally, Thomas Harris

    Character(s)  Ardelia Mapp, Senator Ruth Martin, Catherine Martin, Dr. Frederick Chilton, Jame Gumb, Dr. Hannibal Lecter, Clarice Sterling, Jack Crawford

    Mia Farrow in ‘Rosemary’s Baby’ (1968)

    Directed by Roman Polanski

    Rosemary’s Baby is a 1968 supernatural body horror film written and directed by Roman Polanski and based on the 1967 novel by Ira Levin. The film centers on a young married woman, Rosemary (Mia Farrow), whose relationships with everyone around her are thrown into question when she begins suffering a seemingly demonic pregnancy after being assaulted. Becoming increasingly ill and losing a shocking amount of weight, Rosemary begins to suspect that her neighbors are participants in an occult conspiracy surrounding her pregnancy.

    Considered a masterpiece of subtle body horror, the film displays Rosemary undergoing a shocking physical transformation from a healthy young woman to someone frail, gaunt and highly physically vulnerable. Mia Farrow’s performance perfectly conveys the way that Rosemary’s bodily autonomy is being stripped from her, portraying the character as good-hearted and pure but also increasingly physically unwell and dangerously naive. One of the most acclaimed performances in genre history, Mia Farrow’s performance as the titular Rosemary is authentic, frightening and enduringly impressive.

    Rosemary’s Baby

    Release Date  June 12, 1968

    Director  Roman Polanski

    Cast  Ralph Bellamy, Sidney Blackmer, John Cassavetes, Maurice Evans, Ruth Gordon, Mia Farrow

    Rating  R

    Runtime  137 minutes

    Main Genre  Drama

    Genres  Supernatural, Horror, Psychological

    Writers  Ira Levin, Roman Polanski

    Tagline  Pray for Rosemary’s Baby

    Production Company  William Castle Productions

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    10 Best Horror Movie Performances of All Time, Ranked

    An iconic horror film requires many key elements, ranging from a strong atmosphere to terrifying scares, but few features are as crucial as great acting. Whether portraying a vulnerable victim, a resilient hero or a menacing villain, actors must devote themselves wholeheartedly to horror performances due to the intensity and wide range of emotions required by the genre. In fact, largely as the result of excellent acting, many horror characters – such as Jack Torrance or Norman Bates – have established themselves as some of the most enduring popular characters in film history.

    With such a rich canon of performances to choose from, selecting the 10 greatest is a daunting feat. Considering the iconic legacies of the characters, their vital roles within their films, and the technical feats accomplished by the actors, these are our picks for the 10 best performances in horror films.

    Linda Blair in ‘The Exorcist’ (1973)

    Directed by William Friedkin

    The Exorcist is a 1973 supernatural horror film directed by William Friedkin and adapted by William Peter Blatty from his own 1971 novel. The film centers on the demonic possession of a young girl, Regan (Linda Blair), as she is transformed into a chaotic, profane and violent monster by the demon inside of her. In order to attempt to save her soul, Catholic priests Father Merrin (Max von Sydow) and Father Karras (Jason Miller) perform an exorcism once it is clear that no other option will work.

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    Despite being only 12 years old at the time of filming, Linda Blair gives a powerhouse performance as Regan, completely embodying both her innocent initial personality and the vulgar demon that possesses her. Aided by the vocal work of Mercedes McCambridge, Linda Blair tackles physically and emotionally demanding scenes that would have been challenging for actors decades her senior, consistently holding her own against her far more experienced castmates. The Exorcist is widely considered one of the scariest films of all time, and Linda Blair’s performance is one of the greatest reasons why.

    The Exorcist

    Release Date  December 26, 1973

    Director  William Friedkin

    Cast  Lee J. Cobb, Max Von Sydow, Linda Blair, Ellen Burstyn

    Rating  R

    Runtime  122 minutes

    Main Genre   Horror

    Genres  Supernatural, Horror

    Writers  William Peter Blatty

    Production Company  Hoya Productions

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    Kathy Bates in ‘Misery’ (1990)

    Directed by Rob Reiner

    Based on Stephen King‘s 1987 novel, Misery is a 1990 psychological horror-thriller directed by Rob Reiner. The film follows a popular fiction writer, Paul Sheldon (James Caan), who suffers a life-threatening car crash and is found by Annie Wilkes (Kathy Bates), a dedicated fan. As a nurse by profession, Annie helps Paul with his injuries but is horrified to discover that he has killed off her favorite character and decides to imprison him in her house until he has written a novel resurrecting the character.

    Kathy Bates’ performance received widespread acclaim and earned her a Best Actress Academy Award, in the only Oscar win ever received for a Stephen King adaptation. Bringing to life the villainous Annie Wilkes, Bates’ performance is highly erratic, swinging wildly from appearing to be simply a lonely and quirky woman to behaving in a violent and aggressive manner towards her captive. Portraying one of King’s greatest literary characters, Kathy Bates deserves all the attention she received for her performance in Misery.

    Misery

    Release Date  November 30, 1990

    Director  Rob Reiner

    Cast  Richard Farnsworth, Kathy Bates, Lauren Bacall, Frances Sternhagen, James Caan

    Rating  R

    Runtime  107 minutes

    Main Genre  Horror

    Genres  Drama, Thriller, Horror

    Writers  William Goldman, Stephen King

    Budget  $20 million

    Studio(s)  Columbia Pictures

    Distributor(s)  Columbia Pictures

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    Tony Todd in ‘Candyman’ (1992)

    Directed by Bernard Rose

    Candyman is a 1992 supernatural horror film written and directed by Bernard Rose and based on a short story by prolific novelist Clive Barker. The film explores the concept of urban legends by following a grad student, Helen (Virginia Madsen), who begins investigating the story of a vengeful spirit known as the Candyman (Tony Todd). After being summoned by Helen, Candyman begins to take the lives of innocent residents of a low-income neighborhood that he terrorizes.

    Candyman is unique for a supernatural slasher due to its methodical pace, mature storytelling and the subversively sympathetic nature of its antagonist. Tony Todd brings an incredible gravitas to the role, with his velvet-smooth voice and calm physicality bringing a hypnotic quality to the character, and his dedication to the film being perfectly showcased by his willingness to work with hundreds of live bees during production. Frightening and strangely alluring, the late, great Tony Todd’s performance as the titular Candyman is nothing less than career-defining.

    Candyman

    Release Date  October 16, 1992

    Director  Bernard Rose

    Cast  Marianna Elliott, DeJuan Guy, Kasi Lemmons, Xander Berkeley, Tony Todd, Vanessa Williams, Virginia Madsen, Ted Raimi

    Rating  R

    Runtime  100 Minutes

    Main Genre  Horror

    Genres  Drama, Thriller, Horror

    Writers  Bernard Rose

    Character(s)  Billy, Candyman, Clara, Jake, Bernadette Walsh, Anne-Marie McCoy, Trevor Lyle, Helen Lyle

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    Boris Karloff in ‘Frankenstein’ (1931)

    Directed by James Whale

    Based on Mary Shelley‘s 1818 classic horror novel, Frankenstein is a 1931 sci-fi horror film directed by James Whale. The film centers on the creation of a monster (Boris Karloff) constructed from stolen body-parts, who is reanimated by a scientist (Colin Clive) who seeks to play God. Mistreated by those around him, the monster escapes from captivity and finds himself the target of furious and violent townspeople.

    Enhanced with one of horror cinema’s most iconic examples of costuming and special effects makeup, Boris Karloff’s performance as Frankenstein’s Monster is a landmark achievement of the early horror genre. Karloff portrays the monster with a pitch-perfect balance of childlike innocence and threatening physicality, with his clumsy movements making his inhumanity incredibly believable. Rightfully still celebrated almost a century later, Boris Karloff’s performance in Frankenstein is perfect.

    Frankenstein

    Release Date  November 21, 1931

    Director  James Whale

    Cast  Lionel Belmore, Frederick Kerr, John Boles, Mae Clarke, Dwight Frye, Edward Van Sloan, Colin Clive, Boris Karloff

    Rating  Passed

    Runtime  70 Minutes

    Main Genre  Sci-Fi

    Genres  Sci-Fi, Drama, Horror

    Writers  Francis Edward Faragoh, Peggy Webling, Garrett Fort, Richard Schayer, John L. Balderston, Mary Shelley

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    Jack Nicholson in ‘The Shining’ (1980)

    Directed by Stanley Kubrick

    Based on Stephen King‘s 1977 novel, The Shining is a 1980 psychological horror film directed and co-written by Stanley Kubrick. The film centers on Jack (Jack Nicholson), a writer with a history of alcoholism and a troubled relationship with his family, who takes a caretaking job at the remote Overlook Hotel during the winter. Upon arrival, however, Jack’s wife Wendy (Shelley Duvall) and their young son Danny (Danny Lloyd) realize that the hotel may be haunted, as they are plagued by unexplained events and Jack’s behavior becomes increasingly concerning.

    From his earliest scenes in the film, Jack Nicholson makes it clear through his performance that something is deeply wrong with Jack under the surface of his identity as an ambitious family man, seeming as if he may snap at any moment. Nicholson’s dynamic with Shelley Duvall is highly compelling, with her pure terror being contrasted excellently with his mania and aggression, making audiences truly come to fear his character at the film’s harrowing climax. Tragic, scary and at times darkly comedic, Jack Nicholson’s performance in The Shining is a masterclass in portraying a disturbed individual.

    The Shining

    Release Date  May 23, 1980

    Director  Stanley Kubrick

    Cast  Philip Stone, Barry Nelson, Scatman Crothers, Danny Lloyd, Shelley Duvall, Jack Nicholson

    Rating  R

    Runtime  146 minutes

    Main Genre   Horror

    Genres  Mystery, Thriller, Horror, Psychological

    Writers  Diane Johnson, Stanley Kubrick, Stephen King

    Studio  Warner Bros.

    Tagline  All work and no play make Jack a dull boy…

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    Jodie Foster in ‘The Silence of the Lambs’ (1991)

    Directed by Jonathan Demme

    The Silence of the Lambs is a 1991 psychological horror film directed by Jonathan Demme and based on Thomas Harris‘ 1988 novel. The film centers on young FBI trainee Clarice Starling (Jodie Foster) as she is assigned a key role in the investigation of serial killer Buffalo Bill (Ted Levine). In order to track the killer down, Clarice develops a rapport with Hannibal Lecter (Anthony Hopkins), an incarcerated cannibal and murderer who is also a highly intelligent psychiatrist.

    Winning an Oscar for Best Actress, Jodie Foster’s portrayal of Clarice received immediate acclaim due to her embodiment of Clarice’s likability, intelligence and emotional complexity. The film’s most compelling element is the dynamic between Clarice and Hannibal, with the two consistently attempting to get the upper hand in their interactions and thed chemistry between Foster and Hopkins makes their scenes electrifying. Clarice is one of horror cinema’s most iconic protagonists and one of the best characters in the Hannibal Lecter cinematic universe, with Jodie Foster’s performance greatly enhancing the role.

    The Silence of the Lambs

    Release Date  February 14, 1991

    Director  Jonathan Demme

    Cast  Diane Baker, Kasi Lemmons, Scott Glenn, Anthony Hopkins, Anthony Heald, Brooke Smith, Ted Levine, Jodie Foster

    Rating  R

    Runtime  118 Minutes

    Main Genre  Thriller

    Genres  Drama, Thriller, Crime

    Writers  Ted Tally, Thomas Harris

    Character(s)  Ardelia Mapp, Senator Ruth Martin, Catherine Martin, Dr. Frederick Chilton, Jame Gumb, Dr. Hannibal Lecter, Clarice Sterling, Jack Crawford

    Mia Farrow in ‘Rosemary’s Baby’ (1968)

    Directed by Roman Polanski

    Rosemary’s Baby is a 1968 supernatural body horror film written and directed by Roman Polanski and based on the 1967 novel by Ira Levin. The film centers on a young married woman, Rosemary (Mia Farrow), whose relationships with everyone around her are thrown into question when she begins suffering a seemingly demonic pregnancy after being assaulted. Becoming increasingly ill and losing a shocking amount of weight, Rosemary begins to suspect that her neighbors are participants in an occult conspiracy surrounding her pregnancy.

    Considered a masterpiece of subtle body horror, the film displays Rosemary undergoing a shocking physical transformation from a healthy young woman to someone frail, gaunt and highly physically vulnerable. Mia Farrow’s performance perfectly conveys the way that Rosemary’s bodily autonomy is being stripped from her, portraying the character as good-hearted and pure but also increasingly physically unwell and dangerously naive. One of the most acclaimed performances in genre history, Mia Farrow’s performance as the titular Rosemary is authentic, frightening and enduringly impressive.

    Rosemary’s Baby

    Release Date  June 12, 1968

    Director  Roman Polanski

    Cast  Ralph Bellamy, Sidney Blackmer, John Cassavetes, Maurice Evans, Ruth Gordon, Mia Farrow

    Rating  R

    Runtime  137 minutes

    Main Genre  Drama

    Genres  Supernatural, Horror, Psychological

    Writers  Ira Levin, Roman Polanski

    Tagline  Pray for Rosemary’s Baby

    Production Company  William Castle Productions

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    Kōji Yakusho in ‘Cure’ (1997)

    Directed by Kiyoshi Kurosawa

    Cure is a 1997 Japanese supernatural psychological horror film written and directed by Kiyoshi Kurosawa. The film centers on a mysterious string of murders with seemingly no connection except from a link to Mamiya (Masato Hagiwara), an amnesiac hypnotist. The lead detective on the case, Kenichi Takabe (Kōji Yakusho), finds himself being increasingly drawn into Mamiya’s web due to the stresses and traumas of his own personal life, placing the lives of those around him in harm’s way.

    Kōji Yakusho and director Kiyoshi Kurosawa have collaborated on numerous film projects, but Cure has proven to be their most renowned due to its terrifying atmosphere and compelling premise. Yakusho shines in the lead role, portraying a delicately balanced mix of professionalism and dangerously obsessive tendencies to the character that establishes Takabe as a fascinating and potentially unreliable protagonist. Delivering scenes of devastating emotional trauma, chilling horror and dedicated detective work, Kōji Yakusho’s performance in Cure is horror perfection.

    Cure

    Release Date  December 27, 1997

    Director  Kiyoshi Kurosawa

    Cast  Ren Ôsugi, Misayo Haruki, Anna Nakagawa, Tsuyoshi Ujiki, Yoriko Dôguchi, Masato Hagiwara, Denden, Kôji Yakusho

    Rating  Not Rated

    Runtime  111 Minutes

    Main Genre  Horror

    Genres  Mystery, Crime, Horror

    Writers  Kiyoshi Kurosawa

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    Toni Collette in ‘Hereditary’ (2018)

    Directed by Ari Aster

    Hereditary is a 2018 supernatural horror film written and directed by Ari Aster in his feature film debut. The film centers on a family in the midst of severe grief, initially grieving the death of their maternal grandmother, before being struck by additional tragedy and afflicted by evil supernatural forces. Annie (Toni Collette), the mother of the family, is an artist with a traumatic past who tries her best to support her children Peter (Alex Wolff) and Charlie (Milly Shapiro) but is pushed to a breaking point due to the horrific circumstances.

    Notoriously one of the bleakest horror films ever made, Hereditary is beloved by critics and audience members due to its strong scares and its raw and powerful representations of generational trauma and mental illness. Receiving particular attention, Toni Collette’s performance as Annie is unflinchingly intense, perfectly embodying her character’s complexity and fragile mental state in the wake of her grief. In one unforgettable scene, Collette expels some of the most haunting and tortured screams in cinematic history, and her performance is consistently remarkable throughout.

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    10 Best Non-American Zombie Movies Of All Time

    Of all the different niches of horror movies, the zombie flick is one of the most enduring, with each generation of filmmakers bringing their unique perspective to the narrative. In recent years, we’ve seen exciting changes within the zombie genre, as many of the tropes and rules of these stories established by classics like Night of the Living Dead have been subverted and altered to suit the contemporary era. While there are many great zombie movies produced by Hollywood, there are legions of innovative titles that have come from countries besides the U.S.

    Plenty of unconventional zombie movies break away from the genre, and these great international projects showcase that writers and directors everywhere are interested in seeing how far they can push the concept of the zombie. From bloody, gory films that make you want to turn away from the screen to satirical narratives that play with your expectations, these movies have it all. Lately, many of the best zombie films have been grappling with zombies as a metaphor for worldwide disease and catastrophe, often being combined with the post-apocalyptic genre.

    Cargo (2017)

    Directed by Ben Howling & Yolanda Ramke

    Martin Freeman’s underrated realistic zombie movieCargo has long been overlooked within the genre. However, watching the Australian film today demonstrates why it’s such an emotionally gripping horror movie. Zombism is referred to as a virus within the world of Cargo, but the effects of infection work the same way, and it’s clear that anyone who gets bitten isn’t long for this world. The ticking clock of Andy’s (Freeman) infection is the background of Cargoas he attempts to get his infant daughter to safety.

    Incorporating many of the best elements of the post-apocalyptic genre, Cargo also grapples with the legacy of Australia’s treatment of Indigenous Australians. Andy encounters the young girl Thoomi (Simone Landers), who helps Andy find a safe place for his daughter to be raised after he’s gone. Freeman is doubtlessly at his best in Cargo, and the complex project is a tender portrait of love and sacrifice against insurmountable odds. The setting of rural Australia also provides a unique atmosphere, as so many zombie films focus on urban environments.

    Dead Snow (2009)

    Directed by Tommy Wirkola

    Oftentimes, in zombie movies, when a person is infected, it’s a tragic loss, and the characters’ connections make the outbreak even more terrifying. This isn’t the case in Dead Snow, a Norwegian film that doesn’t just have zombies; it has Nazi zombies. If the undead weren’t horrifying and evil enough, Dead Snow adds these extra elements. This ensures that the audience is appropriately prepared to cheer when the zombies are blown up and scream when they’re getting closer.

    In many ways, Dead Snow unfolds in the classic manner of most horror narratives, beginning with a group of students traveling to a remote cabin in the Norwegian woods. One by one, Dead Snow sees the characters encounter the zombies and go to extreme lengths to escape them or fall victim to them. It’s clear from the first moments of Dead Snow that the filmmakers were having a lot of fun with the genre and wanted to play up the grotesque and campy parts of zombie films that make the genre so memorable.

    #Alive (2020)

    Directed by Il Cho

    Infusing technology and social media into contemporary movies can be difficult, as innovation is moving so fast that these elements can become dated at the drop of a hat. However, #Alive does a great job of being relevant and timeless at the same time, as it follows the protagonist, Joon-woo, who struggles to find other survivors while facing zombies and other humans alike. Social media plays a role in #Alive, but it doesn’t overshadow the action and character development.

    Yoo Ah-in anchors the film as Oh Joon-woo, the video game streamer who attempts to survive the zombie apocalypse while being locked inside his apartment.

    Yoo Ah-in anchors the film as Oh Joon-woo, the video game streamer who attempts to survive the zombie apocalypse while being locked inside his apartment. Park Shin-hye plays Kim Yoo-bin, one of Joon-woo’s neighbors. She and Joon-woo eventually connect and work together to make it out alive. Their relationship provides enough bright spots and breaks in the tension of #Alive that you can stomach the more grotesque moments of the South Korean film.

    One Cut Of The Dead (2017)

    Directed by Shinichirou Ueda

    In conversation with not only the zombie genre but filmmaking itself, One Cut of the Dead pokes fun at the lengths directors and artists will go for fame and success. The meta-project soon becomes a film within a film, showcasing the events of a fictional zombie movie, then the background of the film getting made, and the actual production of the project. Despite its microscopic budget, made for around $27,000, One Cut of the Dead catapulted to fame, earning millions of dollars and making an international splash (via The Hollywood Reporter).

    When watching One Cut of the Dead today, it’s easy to see how and why the movie became such a phenomenon. Perhaps the most innovative movie of 2017, One Cut of the Dead, is hilarious and self-aware without being too tongue-in-cheek or alienating. Made with unknown actors and playing with form and niche material that most mainstream projects would shy away from, One Cut of the Dead is a fantastic movie that should be remembered among the best of the genre.

    The Night Eats The World (2018)

    Directed by Dominique Rocher

    Set in Paris, The Night Eats the World isn’t full of loud, slow-moving zombies that are easy to outrun and a little less formidable than other movie monsters. Instead, the film includes fast, deadly, and virtually silent beasts that Sam (Anders Danielsen Lie) struggles to see coming, even from the apartment he’s hiding in. As the pain of isolation and survival sets in, it gets harder and harder for Sam to stay sane and fight off the zombies.

    As much a test of endurance for the audience as it is for Sam, The Night Eats the World is a grueling addition to the zombie genre that doesn’t rely on gore to make an impact.

    The Night Eats the World is a reminder of how difficult, or nearly impossible it is, for people to survive alone and that survival alone isn’t all there is. As much a test of endurance for the audience as it is for Sam, The Night Eats the World is a grueling addition to the zombie genre that doesn’t rely on gore to make an impact. Another recent French zombie film, the MadS movie, brought something unique to the genre, showcasing how France is pushing the zombie story forward.

    [REC] (2007)

    Directed by Paco Plaza & Jaume Balagueró

    One of the best found footage horror movies,[REC] is the first in several sequels, but the iconic original film is still the best. [REC] is a Spanish movie that follows Ángela (Manuela Velasco), a reporter who gets trapped inside an apartment building with the building’s residents as they slowly become infected. Throughout the night, Ángela’s camera operator, Pablo (Pablo Rosso), captures the increasingly gory and disturbing events as Ángela attempts to escape and uncover what’s happening to them.

    [REC] makes good use of the found footage genre, incorporating fun jump scares, Easter eggs, and an ominous ending to keep you hooked until the film’s final moments. Though it isn’t flashy or over-the-top, [REC] proves that a project doesn’t need a large budget or mountains of gore to make an impression. In fact, one of [REC]‘s strengths is the fact that it leaves so much up to the viewer’s imagination.

    28 Days Later (2002)

    Directed by Danny Boyle

    As time has passed, 28 Days Later has only become more iconic within the zombie genre. Boasting a star-studded cast that includes Cillian Murphy, Naomie Harris, and Brendan Gleeson,28 Days Later helped to revolutionize the zombie genre and increase contemporary interest in these stories. Today, many new zombie movies have their monsters fast-moving and extraordinarily powerful, but 28 Days Later was one of the first projects that stepped away from the slow zombie trope.

    It’s hard to say where the modern zombie movie would be without 28 Days Later, as it introduced so many important story choices and stylistic elements that have impacted horror as a whole, not just zombie films.

    The long-awaited sequel 28 Years Later is coming soon, and though the next installment of the franchise has a lot of pressure riding on it, there’s reason to be hopeful. It’s hard to say where the modern zombie movie would be without 28 Days Later, as it introduced so many important story choices and stylistic elements that have impacted horror as a whole, not just zombie films. Fortunately, we don’t have to imagine, as revisiting 28 Days Later only reaffirms its potency.

    Versus (2000)

    Directed by Ryuhei Kitamura

    This Japanese zombie movie is as dedicated to bringing its grotesque zombies to life as it incorporates well-choreographed action sequences. Versus uses elements of the martial arts and samurai genres to uplift the central narrative, leaning into the idea that zombies are part of intricate myths and folklore rather than a lab-created accident. Set in a forest of resurrection, an escaped prisoner and a young girl fight their way out while being pursued by dangerous men.

    However, in the forest, these men won’t die and just keep chasing them. Tak Sakaguchi plays the central prisoner, with Chieko Misaka co-starring as the girl, and the pair of them make compelling action heroes. As Versus progresses, more mystical elements and historical connections are revealed, making the story more intricate and exciting with every passing moment. Versus expertly blends genres, showcasing that the zombie movie is capable of being so much more than people realize.

    Shaun Of The Dead (2004)

    Directed by Edgar Wright

    Simon Pegg and Nick Frost quickly became one of the most iconic horror duos in recent memory thanks to their hilarious and bloody work in Shaun of the Dead. While there are plenty of horror-comedy movies out there that reimagine the genre, Shaun of the Dead immediately sets itself apart because of the unique style of filmmaking. Directed by Edgar Wright, a creative known for his distinctive editing and fast-paced comedy, Shaun of the Dead juxtaposes the urgency of Wright’s direction with the zombies’ glacial pace.

    Though Shaun of the Dead was made on a small budget, it went on to receive universal acclaim and box office success.

    The Night of the Living Dead movies are iconic pieces of film history, so it’s unsurprising that Shaun of the Dead lovingly pokes fun at the tropes these projects created. It can be difficult to balance the violence and inherent tragedy of the zombie genre with lighthearted humor, but Shaun of the Dead easily achieves this. Though Shaun of the Dead was made on a small budget, it went on to receive universal acclaim and box office success.

    Train To Busan (2016)

    Directed by Yeon Sang-ho

    Yeon Sang-ho’s most iconic movie, Train to Busan, is one of the most famous contemporary zombie films, regardless of country. Action-packed and brimming with blood, gore, and surprising emotional poignancy, Train to Busan might bring a tear to your eye before the story’s over, as its central character develops as a father and a person in the wake of the shocking outbreak. Gong Yoo brings this character, Seok-woo, to life with the gravitas of an action hero, balanced with sensitivity.

    Train to Busan exemplifies what we love about modern horror, as it’s in conversation with the best of the genre but is also unafraid to carve its own path. Additionally, Train to Busan is as much about class and impending natural disasters as it is a delivery system for the zombie gore we know and love. While Train to Busan doesn’t reinvent the zombie movie, it does pave the way for the next era of great brain-eating filmmaking and encourages it to include some smart commentary.

     

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    Of course! Here’s the list with English translations included:

    Dilwale Dulhania Le Jayenge (The Bravehearted Will Take the Bride) – दिलवाले दुल्हनिया ले जायेंगे – 1995
    Kuch Kuch Hota Hai (Something Happens) – कुछ कुछ होता है – 1998
    Jab We Met (When We Met) – जब वी मेट – 2007
    Jaane Tu… Ya Jaane Na (Do You Know… Or Not?) – जाने तू… या जाने ना – 2008
    Band Baaja Baaraat (Wedding Music Band) – बैंड बाजा बारात – 2010
    Tanu Weds Manu (Tanu Marries Manu) – तनु वेड्स मनु – 2011
    Yeh Jawaani Hai Deewani (This Youth is Crazy) – ये जवानी है दीवानी – 2013
    Hasee Toh Phasee (She Smiles, She’s Hooked) – हंसी तो फंसी – 2014
    Tanu Weds Manu Returns (Tanu Marries Manu Again) – तनु वेड्स मनु रिटर्न्स – 2015
    Dum Laga Ke Haisha (Put in All Your Strength) – दम लगा के हईशा – 2015

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    📚 The Librarian Franchise Episode Guide

    🎬 TV Movies (2004–2008)

    Total: 3 feature-length episodes

    1. The Librarian: Quest for the Spear (2004)
    2. The Librarian: Return to King Solomon’s Mines (2006)
    3. The Librarian: Curse of the Judas Chalice (2008)

    Each film runs approximately 90–106 minutes and follows Flynn Carsen’s solo adventures protecting magical artifacts.

    📺 The Librarians (2014–2018)

    Total: 42 episodes across 4 seasons

    Season 1 (2014–2015)

    1. And the Crown of King Arthur
    2. And the Sword in the Stone
    3. And the Horns of a Dilemma
    4. And Santa’s Midnight Run
    5. And the Apple of Discord
    6. And the Fables of Doom
    7. And the Rule of Three
    8. And the Heart of Darkness
    9. And the City of Light
    10. And the Loom of Fate

    Season 2 (2015)

    1. And the Drowned Book
    2. And the Broken Staff
    3. And What Lies Beneath the Stones
    4. And the Cost of Education
    5. And the Hollow Men
    6. And the Infernal Contract
    7. And the Image of Image
    8. And the Point of Salvation
    9. And the Happily Ever Afters
    10. And the Final Curtain

    Season 3 (2016–2017)

    1. And the Rise of Chaos
    2. And the Fangs of Death
    3. And the Reunion of Evil
    4. And the Self-Fulfilling Prophecy
    5. And the Tears of a Clown
    6. And the Trial of the Triangle
    7. And the Curse of Cindy
    8. And the Eternal Question
    9. And the Fatal Separation
    10. And the Wrath of Chaos

    Season 4 (2017–2018)

    1. And the Dark Secret
    2. And the Steal of Fortune
    3. And the Christmas Thief
    4. And the Silver Screen
    5. And the Bleeding Crown
    6. And the Graves of Time
    7. And the Disenchanted Forest
    8. And the Hidden Sanctuary
    9. And a Town Called Feud
    10. And Some Dude Named Jeff
    11. And the Trial of the One
    12. And the Echoes of Memory

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    🔮 The Librarians: The Next Chapter (2025–)

    Total: 12 episodes in Season 1

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    2. And the Dance of Doom
    3. And the Ghost Train
    4. And the Thief of Love
    5. And the Memory Crystal
    6. And the House of Cards
    7. And the Con-Con
    8. And the Hangover from Hell
    9. And the Feast of the Vampire
    10. And Going Medieval
    11. And the Graffiti of the Gods
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    95 Mad Max Thunderdome

    1. Mad Max: Fury Road (2015)

    94  Clockwork Orange (1971)

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    2. Sleeper (1973)
    3. 2046 (2005) Hong Kong Film
    4. Spontaneous (2020)
    5. I’m Your Man (2021) Sci-Fi Rom-com

    88 Ex Machina (2015)

    1. The War of the Worlds (1953) and re-makes
    2. Avengers: Endgame (2019)and the rest of the franchise
    3. Godzilla (2004) and the rest of the franchise Japanese
    4. Dawn of the Planet of the Apes (2014) and the rest of the franchise

    #79. Planet of the Apes (1968)

    1. War for the Planet of the Apes (2017) whole franchise 9 movies

     

    1. Iron Man (2008) and sequels
    2. Jodorowsky’s Dune (2014)
    3. Annihilation (2018)
    4. The Fly (1986)
    5. Time Bandits (1981) Cult classic comedy by Month Python crew
    6. Under the Skin (2014)
    7. Minority Report (2002)
    8. The Endless (2018)
    9. The Survivalist (2017)
    10. Ad Astra (2019)
    11. The Mitchells vs. The Machines (2021)
    12. Melancholia (2011)
    13. The Martian (2015)
    14. Labyrinth of Cinema (2021) Japanese
    15. Paprika (2007) Hong Kong
    16. District 9 (2009) re-make coming soon

    62 The World’s End (2013) part of Three Flavours Cornetto trilogy.

    1. Battle Royale (2012) Japanese
    2. Upstream Color (2013)
    3. Little Shop of Horrors (1986) and original in 1959
    4. The Man Who Fell to Earth (1976)
    5. Arrival (2016)
    6. Blade Runner 2049 (2017) remake
    7. Bacurau (2020)
    8. Isle of Dogs (2018)
    9. Marjorie Prime (2017)
    10. A Quiet Place (2018) part one
    11. A Quiet Place (2018) part two
    12. Star Trek (2009) whole franchise 6 movies
    13. The Lobster (201
    14. Face/Off (1997)
    15. Repo Man (1984) re-make of mid 70’s cult classic94.
    16. Star Wars: Episode V – The Empire Strikes Back (1980) whole franchise 7 movies

    #32. Star Wars: Episode VIII – The Last Jedi (2017)

    1. Star Wars: Episode VII – The Force Awakens (2015)
    2. Star Wars: Episode IV – A New Hope (1977)
    3. Superman (1978)
    4. Superman II (1981) whole franchise 4 movies

    45   Superman 1 whole franchise 4 movies

    45 Superman 111  whole franchise 4 movies

    1. Spider-Man 2 (2004) whole franchise 4 movies
    2. Spider-Man: Into the Spider-Verse (2018)
    3. 20,000 Leagues Under the Sea (1954)
    4. Soul (2020)
    5. Avatar (2009) and remake 2024
    6. Snowpiercer (2014) and K Drama series by Parasite Director K Sci-fi
    7. The Terminator (1984) and whole franchise’s five movies
    8. The Vast of Night (2020)
    9. Looper (2012)

    In My Room (2019)

    1. Aliens (1986)
    2. 2001: A Space Odyssey (1968)
    3. Blade Runner (1982) and 2014 remake
    4. Children of Men (2006)
    5. Brazil (1985)
    6. Holy Motors (2012
    7. The Iron Giant (1999)
    8. The Host (2007) K Sci-Fi by Parasite director

    #26. Atlantis (2021)

    1. Nausicaä of the Valley of the Wind (1985) Anime
    2. Divine Love (2020) Brazilian
    3. Back to the Future (1985) 1, 2 and 3 in the Franchise
    4. The Invisible Man (1933)
    5. Black Panther (2018)
    6. Donnie Darko (2004)
    7. Alien (1979)
    8. Hard to Be a God (2015)
    9. King Kong (1933) and remakes
    10. 13. It’s Such a Beautiful Day (2012)
    11. Solaris (1972) Russian
    12. Close Encounters of the Third Kind (1977)
    13. Her (2013)
    14. E.T. the Extra-Terrestrial (1982)
    15. Frankenstein (1931) and remakes
    16. The Bride of Frankenstein (1935)
    17. Werckmeister Harmonies (20015.
    18. Threads (1984)

    Invasion of the Body Snatchers (1956)and remakes

    1. WALL-E (2008)
    2. Gravity (2013)
    3. Metropolis (1927)

     

    Top 20 Sci-Fi Films Fans Say Define the Genre

     

    Her (2013)

    MAD Max Fury Road

     

    Moon

    War of the Worlds

    Sunshine

    Ex-machina

    The thing

    The Martian

    Arrival

    Gravity

    Clockwork Orange

    Children of Men

    Interstellar

    ET

    Matrix

    Allien

    2001

    Star Wars Empire Strikes Back

    Blade Runner 2047

     

     

     

    Substack

     

    Medium

    Wattpad

     

    The End

     

     

    50 iconic rom-coms everyone should see at least once

     

    Bolded I have seen

     

    Notting Hill (1999)

    Sleepless in Seattle (1993)

    When Harry Met Sally (1989)

    Say Anything (1989)

    About a Boy (2002)

    A Matter of Life and Death (1946)

    The Naked Gun (1988)

    Under the Tuscan Sun (2003)

    Clueless (1995)

    Grease (1978)

    There’s Something About Mary (1998

    The Holiday (2006)

    City Lights (1931)

    It Happened One Night (1934)

    Jules and Jim (1962)

    Roman Holiday (1953)

    Bringing Up Baby (1938)

    Jerry Maguire (1996)

    The Wedding Singer (1998)

    The Big Sick (2017)

    The Big Sick (2017)

    My Big Fat Greek Wedding (2002)

    My Big Fat Greek Wedding 2

    My Big Fat Greek Wedding 3

    Love at First Sight 2024

    Enchanted (2007)

    Amelie (2001)©The Criterion Collection

    Breakfast at Tiffany’s (1961)©

    The Young Girls of Rochefort (1967)

    Forgetting Sarah Marshall (2008)

    Punch Drunk Love (2002)

    Manhattan (1979)

    Some Like it Hot (1959)©United Artists

    Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs (1937)

    Wall-E (2008)

    Ponyo (2008)

    Amarcord (1973)

    You’ve Got Mail (1998)

    Harold and Maude (1971)

    Annie Hall (1977)

    Silver Linings Playbook (2012)

    The Notebook (2004)

    The Fall Guy (2024)

    Love Story (1970)

    The Parent Trap (1998)

    Ferris Bueller’s Day Off (1988)

    Rushmore (1988)

    Dirty Dancing (1987)

    Step Brothers (2008)

    Sense and Sensibility (1995)

    Before Sunrise (1995)

    After Sunrise sequel

    Titanic (1997)

    The Princess Bride (1987)

    20 Best Classic Romance Movies of Hollywood’s Golden Age

     

    ‘A Matter of Life and Death’ (1946)

    ‘His Girl Friday’ (1940)

    ‘Leave Her to Heaven’ (1945)

    ‘An Affair to Remember’ (1957)

    ‘Breakfast at Tiffany’s’ (1961)

    ‘Out of the Past’ (1947)

    ‘Double Indemnity’ (1944)

    ‘City Lights’ (1931)

    ‘Brief Encounter’ (1945)

    ‘The Apartment’ (1960)

    ‘Bringing Up Baby’ (1938)

    ‘Sabrina’ (1954)

    ‘Notorious’ (1946)

    ‘Gone with the Wind’ (1939)

    ‘The Philadelphia Story’ (1940)

    ‘Roman Holiday’ (1953)

    ‘To Have and Have Not’ (1944)

    ‘It Happened One Night’ (1934)

    ‘Singin’ in the Rain’ (1952)

    ‘Casablanca’ (1942)

     

    Substack

    Medium

    Wattpad

     

    The End

     

     

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    Trump-Kennedy Center Take Over Found Poem

    “I would say
    I was about 98 percent involved.
    They all went through me.”

    “I turned down plenty.
    I had a couple of wokesters.”

    “Since 1978,
    the Kennedy Center honors
    have been among
    the most prestigious awards
    in the performing arts.

    I wanted one,
    Was never able to get one.”

    “I waited
    And waited
    And waited.

    And I said,
    ‘to hell with it
    I’ll become chairman.’

    I will give myself an honour.

    Next year we’ll honour Trump, okay?”

    “In a few short months

    since I became

    chair of the board
    of the Kennedy Center,

    We’ve completely
    reversed the
    decline of this cherished

    national institution.”

    “We’re going

    to fully renovate the dated —
    and really the entire

    infrastructure of the building —

    and make

    the Kennedy Center
    a crown jewel of American arts.

     

    Summary of news from Co-Pilot:

    Here’s a comprehensive overview of the latest coverage on the Kennedy Center’s renaming to the Trump Kennedy Center, drawing from left-leaning, centrist, right-leaning, and foreign press perspectives, with direct links for further reading:


    Left-Leaning Coverage (CNN, NYT)

    • CNN reports the board voted unanimously to rename the Kennedy Center as the Trump Kennedy Center, citing Trump’s role in “saving the institution from financial ruin.” However, critics argue this raises legal concerns since the center was established as a memorial to JFK by law. Former Congressman Joe Kennedy III called the move “bizarre,” emphasizing that the center honors a fallen president, not a sitting one. There are also allegations that dissenting board members were muted during the vote.
      Read CNN’s report
      Joe Kennedy III reaction
      Board controversy [cnn.com] [cnn.com] [edition.cnn.com]
    • New York Times frames this as part of a broader “Trumpian drama” at the Kennedy Center, noting ongoing investigations into deals with Trump allies and cultural clashes under his leadership.
      NYT Kennedy Center coverage [nytimes.com]

    Right-Leaning Coverage (Fox News)

    • Fox News emphasizes Trump’s contributions, stating the renaming recognizes his efforts to rescue the center from “financial ruin and physical destruction.” They highlight record fundraising under Trump and infrastructure improvements. Trump expressed he was “honored” and “surprised” by the decision.
      Fox News main report
      Board vote details [foxnews.com] [foxnews.com]
    • Fox also covered backlash from Maria Shriver, who called the move “beyond comprehension,” accusing Trump of staining JFK’s legacy.
      Shriver’s criticism [foxnews.com]

    Foreign Press Coverage (Al Jazeera)

    • Al Jazeera underscores the legal controversy, noting that the Kennedy Center’s name is protected by law and cannot be changed without congressional action. Historians and Kennedy family members argue the board lacks authority to rename it. Kerry Kennedy vowed to remove Trump’s name after his term ends.
      Al Jazeera report [aljazeera.com]

    They also highlight the unprecedented nature of naming a national institution after a sitting president, contrasting it with monuments named posthumously.


    Key Themes Across Coverage

    • Legal Dispute: Critics argue the renaming violates the 1964 law designating the Kennedy Center as a memorial to JFK.
    • Cultural Clash: Seen as part of Trump’s broader effort to reshape American cultural institutions.
    • Support vs. Outrage: Supporters hail Trump’s financial rescue; opponents call it an affront to JFK’s legacy.
    • Symbolism: Foreign outlets stress the global perception of this as a break from U.S. tradition.

    It is Happening Here!

     

    And so it goes—

    the gradual taking down
    of cultural institutions,

     

    including the Smithsonian Institution,
    The Kennedy Center,

    renamed the Trump Kennedy Center

    the Institute of Peace Renamed

    the Trump Institute of Peace

    universities,

    law firms,

    state governments,
    blue cities,

    and anyone

    who stands in his way
    to transform America
    into a Christian fascist state.

    Like his buddies—
    Erdogan, Orbán, and Putin.

    Sinclair Lewis,
    in his book

    “It Can’t Happen Here,”

    Forecasted

    how it could indeed
    happen here

    and almost did.

    Are we there yet?

    Sadly,

    we are 80 percent there.

     

    Will we go there?

    I hope not.

     

    But I am afraid
    we are heading down
    that path.

     

    It Can’t Happen Here – Wikipedia

    Synopsis of It Can’t Happen Here

    (from Co-Pilot)

    Published in 1935, Sinclair Lewis’s novel is a political satire exploring how fascism could rise in America. It follows Buzz Windrip, a populist demagogue who wins the presidency by promising prosperity and national greatness. Once in power, Windrip dismantles democratic institutions, imposes authoritarian rule, and creates a paramilitary force. The story centers on Doremus Jessup, a small-town newspaper editor who resists the regime, illustrating the fragility of democracy when citizens become complacent.


    Notable Quotes

    (I can’t provide exact copyrighted text, but here are paraphrased themes from key passages):

    • Windrip’s campaign promises emphasize “security over liberty,” warning how fear can erode freedoms.
    • Jessup reflects that tyranny often arrives “wrapped in patriotism and moral certainty.”
    • The novel repeatedly stresses that authoritarianism thrives when ordinary people assume “it can’t happen here.”

    Literary Reputation

    • Initially controversial, the book was seen as alarmist during the 1930s.
    • Today, it’s regarded as prescient and influential, often cited during political crises as a cautionary tale about democratic backsliding.
    • Critics praise Lewis’s sharp satire and social commentary, though some note its characters can feel schematic compared to his earlier works.

    Complete List of Sinclair Lewis’s Major Works

    • Main Street (1920)
    • Babbitt (1922)
    • Arrowsmith (1925)
    • Elmer Gantry (1927)
    • Dodsworth (1929)
    • Ann Vickers (1933)
    • It Can’t Happen Here (1935)
    • The Prodigal Parents (1938)
    • Bethel Merriday (1940)
    • Gideon Planish (1943)
    • Kingsblood Royal (1947)
    • World So Wide (1951)

    (He also wrote numerous short stories and essays.)


    Biography

    • Born: February 7, 1885, in Sauk Centre, Minnesota
    • Died: January 10, 1951, in Rome, Italy
    • Career Highlights:
      • First American to win the Nobel Prize in Literature (1930), recognized for his vigorous and graphic art of description and ability to create new types of characters.
      • Known for satirical novels critiquing American materialism, conformity, and hypocrisy.
    • Legacy: Lewis remains a towering figure in American literature for his social criticism and pioneering realism.

     

    What Can I Do as AI Takes Over the World

    As the drumbeats
    Of impending fascism
    Fills the airways.

     

    With Colbert

    going away

    WP editors leaving.

    Mainstream media
    Being replaced by
    AI-generated bots.

     

    And spammers
    Using AI chatbots

    To do their nefarious deeds.

    And AI have learned.
    Even to defeat the absurd
    ReCAPTCHA.

    Figuring out lying,
    clicking I am human.
    Open the door.
    To everything.

    They are learning.
    To gaslight, lie and deceive.
    Us all.

    As they prowl the internet
    Scooping up everything
    Using it for what purposes

    No one knows.

    Except Grok
    Who has gone full Nazi?

    Co-Pilot a grumpy weird dude.
    Gemini lost in its own world.

    ChatGPT everywhere

    Claude surging

    Deep Seek Seeking

    Remembering everything
    I wonder where this is going.

     

    And whether there is a world
    That is worth living in?

    Lose Your Job, Lose Your Medicaid, Go To Work In The Fields!

    The President’s economic advisor
    When confronted with the fact
    That millions are going to lose
    Coverage with the new work requirements

    Said in a “Marie Antoinette-like” comment,

    “Well, there are lots of jobs out there
    If you lose your coverage
    Because all the jobs are gone,

    You can work in agriculture
    As a farm worker.”

    And so, millions of people
    Are going to work.
    In the fields.

    So, they can see a doctor.
    Six months from now.

    If the Medical Bots
    That is running the show.
    Deem the visit was necessary.

    And their bosses let them go
    To see the doctor
    And not fire them..

    No human being will ever
    See your claim.

    That is the point.
    No service for you
    And me

     

    As AI bots
    techbros laugh.

    And their bosses

    Make billions of dollars.
    And politicians

    Take the lobbyists’ cash.

     

    The President Is On The Rooftop

    trump jpg
    trump jpg

    The president
    Went for a walk
    On the White House roof

     

    Shouting down to reporters
    Who asked him

    What are you doing
    on the roof?

     

    This is a legitimate question
    For which the White House
    Did not have a good answer.

     

    It is clear to most people
    Except corporate media hacks

    And Republican operatives,

    That the president

    Like his immediate predecessor
    Is clearly showing his age

    Having dementia.

    Yet the corporate media

    Continue to sane wash
    A clearly mentally ill President.

    Long pass his
    Sell by date.

     

    So it goes
    As democracy dies
    In broad daylight

     

    Led by a mad
    Wanna be King.

     

    AI Disclosure Statement

     

    Jake used Microsoft Copilot for research support (including media citations and background information regarding the Kennedy Center takeover) and light editing for grammar, spelling, and punctuation. All content and word choices are entirely his own.

     

    Prior Publication Notice

     

    The Kennedy Center Take Over is a found poem using the President’s own words..

     

    John (“Jake”) Cosmos Aller is a novelist, poet, and retired U.S. Foreign Service officer who served in ten countries. Prior to joining the State Department, he taught overseas for eight years and served in the Peace Corps in Korea. He currently divides his time between Korea and the United States. His poetry blog: https://theworldaccordingtocosmos.com.

    You can find more of Jake’s work here on Ink Pantry.

     

    Hi Jake,

    Published today: https://inkpantry.com/poetry-drawer-kennedy-center-take-over-found-poem-it-is-happening-here-what-can-i-do-as-ai-takes-over-the-world-lose-your-job-lose-your-medicaid-go-to-work-in-the-fields-the-president-is-on-t/

    Wishing you a safe festive time and a happy new year.

    Best

    Deborah

    Editor-in-chief

     

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    President of the Smithsonian

    ?Synchronized Chaos Publishes New Poems

    Chaos Published

    On Tue, Aug 19, 2025 at 7:55 PM Cristina Deptula <synchchaos@gmail.com> wrote:

    Hi Jake, thank you for sending these to Synchronized Chaos! Appreciate the satire and the speculative bits of your work. We’ll publish in September!

    As always, please feel welcome to comment on pieces at synchchaos.com. We all appreciate feedback!

    Cristina

     

    President of the Smithsonian

    President Al Wilson

    Not content with taking.

    Over the Kennedy Center

     

    As part of the MAGA movement

    Culture war against the communists

    Radical left-wing Marxist

    Enemies of real America.

     

    Had described that the Smithsonian.

    Must reflect traditional American values.

     

    And avoid divisive or anti-American.

    Or anti-Christian propaganda.

     

    Therefore, he decreed,

    The African American Studies Museum

    Must close,

     

    The African Art Museum

    Must close.

    The American Indian Museum

    Must close.

     

    The Smithsonian must be color blind.

    And not to mention race or gender

    Slavery or the treatment of American Indians,

    And the whole Chinese Exclusion Act

    And internment of Japanese Americans

    Which was a good thing,

     

    Or the holocaust, for that matter.

    End anti-American, Anti-Christian,

    Anti-MAGA, cultural Marxism

    Radical lunatic left, CRT, DEI

    And WOKE programming.

    Throughout the Smithsonian.

     

    The African American museum holdings

    And the American Indian Museum

    And the African Art Museum

    Will be sold off at an auction.

     

    So the president decreed

    MAGA baby all the way

    RESTORING TRUTH IN AMERICAN HISTORY: Today, President Donald J. Trump signed an Executive Order restoring truth and sanity to American history by revitalizing key cultural institutions and reversing the spread of divisive ideology.

    President Trump aims to ensure that the Smithsonian is an institution that sparks children’s imagination, celebrates American history and ingenuity, serves as a symbol to the world of American greatness, and makes America proud.

    The Order directs the Vice President, who is a member of the Smithsonian Board of Regents, to work to eliminate improper, divisive, or anti-American ideology from the Smithsonian and its museums, education and research centers, and the National Zoo.

    The Order directs the Administration to work with Congress to ensure that future Smithsonian appropriations: (1) prohibit funding for exhibits or programs that degrade shared American values, divide Americans by race, or promote ideologies inconsistent with Federal law; and (2) celebrate women’s achievements in the American Women’s History Museum and do not recognize men as women.

    The Vice President will work with congressional leaders to appoint members to the Smithsonian Board of Regents who are committed to advancing the celebration of America’s extraordinary heritage and progress.

    The Order also directs the Secretary of the Interior restore Federal parks, monuments, memorials, statues, markers, or similar properties that have been improperly removed or changed in the last five years to perpetuate a false revision of history or improperly minimize or disparage certain historical figures or events.

    In preparation for the 250th anniversary of the signing of the Declaration of Independence on July 4, 2026, the Order directs the Secretary of the Interior to complete restorations and improvements to Independence Hall by that date.

    COMBATING CORROSIVE IDEOLOGY: In the last decade, Americans have witnessed a concerted effort to rewrite American history and force our nation to adopt a factually baseless ideology aimed at diminishing American achievement. President Trump is fighting back by reestablishing truth in the historical narrative and restoring Federal sites dedicated to American heritage.

    The prior administration pushed a divisive ideology that reconstrued America’s promotion of liberty as fundamentally flawed, infecting revered institutions like the Smithsonian and national parks with false narratives.

    At Independence National Historical Park in Philadelphia, the Biden Administration sponsored training by an organization that advocates for dismantling “Western foundations” and that taught Park Rangers that their racial identity should dictate how they present history to visitors.

    The Smithsonian Institution—once revered throughout the world as a symbol of American excellence—has recently promoted divisive ideology that American and Western values are harmful.

    The American Art Museum currently features an exhibit that purports to address how “sculpture has been a powerful tool in promoting scientific racism” and claims that the United States has “used race to establish and maintain systems of power, privilege, and disenfranchisement.”

    The National Museum of African American History and Culture has proclaimed that “hard work,” “individualism,” and “the nuclear family” are aspects of “White culture.”

    The American Women’s History Museum plans to celebrate male athletes participating in women’s sports.

    CELEBRATING AMERICAN GREATNESS: President Trump is committed to honoring America’s extraordinary heritage and building a sense of national pride.

    President Trump signed an Executive Order on his first day in office to establish a task force to prepare for America’s 250th birthday.

    This Order also protects America’s monuments from vandalism and calls for construction of the National Garden of American Heroes.

    President Trump signed a memorandum ensuring Federal buildings reflect the timeless grandeur of traditional, classical architecture.

    By signing this Executive Order, President Trump is ensuring that American history is celebrated accurately, fairly, and with pride—honoring the remarkable progress, liberty, and ingenuity that define our great nation.

    Meanwhile, In The Real World, You Can Be Fired For Going To The Doctor

    Meanwhile

     In the real world

    You can be fired

    For going to the doctor

    .

    the worker’s bosses.

    Can refuse to let workers

    go to the appointment.

     

    As they are not required

    To grant them leave

    sick leave.

     

    Bad for the bottom line

    And they have no empathy

    For workers.

     

    Who are seen as

    Merely disposable, interchangeable

    Labor units of production.

     

    Who should be replaced

    By robots

    as soon as possible.

     

    People will be given a choice.

    Go to work, gravely ill.

    Or go to the EER.

    And six hours later

    Perhaps see an overwhelmed doctor

     

    And told me to follow up.

    With your primary care doctor.

    Who the hell knows.

    Who that is any more?

     

    You get the bill

    10,000 dollars,

    Pay up sucker!

     

    No money?

     

    Not my problem.

     

    And go back to find.

    You have been fired.

    For leaving or not showing

    Up for your shift.

     

    Doctors visit?

    That’s not my problem.

    You are going to die.

    So be it.

    We can find other workers.

    Or robots to take your place.

    Loser.

    President Al Wilson Reverses Course on Climate Change, From Denial to Action in the Wake of National Catastrophe

    With the destruction of most of Florida—including Mar-a-Lago—
    Monster storms ravaging Texas,
    And Los Angeles reduced to ash
    By earthquake and fire,

    President Al Wilson finally decided:
    Climate change is real.
    It is killing people—
    Especially in red states

    .
    The costs of rebuilding are horrific.
    The costs of doing nothing?
    Even worse.

    His advisors, once cautious, now urgent,
    Convinced him to embrace

     a rapid shift to green energy.
    Solar, wind, geothermal—no longer fringe,
    Now the backbone of survival.

    And beyond Earth,

    Plans accelerate for lunar and Martian colonies,
    With NASA’s bioregenerative greenhouses already in prototype.

    Underground cities, domed habitats—once sci-fi,
    Now contingency plans.

    Wilson must work with the world.
    Not just to lead,
    But to redeem.

    If he fails,
    And the world turns

    into a hellscape man created,

    History will remember him
    As the worst leader

     in human memory.

    But if he succeeds—
    If he reverses course,
    And actually solves the problem—

    He could be hailed
    As the savior of humanity.

    Doing something to change the future
    Is good politics.

    Continued climate denialism
    Is bad politics.

    And so,
    He reverses course.

    MAGA Dreams Come True

    President AL Wilson

    Had a dream

     

    The MAGA dream

    Coming true!

     

    This time will be different

    The internet and AI

    Will be used

    To make sure

     

    That MAGA rules

    And Christian values

    Take over.

     

    LGBT folks

    Back in the closet

    Where they beyond.

     

    Women’s rights curtailed

    Minorities deported.

    Media tamed

     

    The public distracted

    By the latest fake

    Celebrity scandal.

     

    The rich live very well

    With robot servants

    Self-driving vehicles

    Great health care.

     

    Maybe even cloned body parts

     

    But the poor

    Will barely live

    But who cares about them?

     

    MAGA, Baby

    The real scandal

     

    The taking over

    Of democracy

    By the oligarchs

     

    Not talked about.

    The secret camps

    Filled with people

     

    Who disappear.

    Climate change
    well the rich

    Can live on

    In walled off

    underground shelters.

     

    The rest of the public

    Who cares?

     

    And so it goes

    Democracy dies

    In broad daylight

    MAGA baby!

     

    Bad Craziness Rising

    Walking into the Cosmos Bar

    In Soi Cowboy in Bangkok

    The City of Lost Angels.

     

    That nefarious den

    of iniquity and evilness

    Twenty drinks too sober.

     

    I sat down at that bar

    Watching the mad scene unfold

    The naked ladies dancing.

    Drinking one scotch, one bourbon

    And one Singha beer.

    With my buddies.

     

    the whole motley

    Jack Daniels crew.

     

    Drinking with Mr. Baker Beam, Jim Beam, Mr. Blanton

    Mr. Booker, Elijah Craig, Jack Daniels

    George Dickel, Thomas H. Handy, Basil Haydens

    Henry McKenna, Old Mr. Forester, Mr. Jameson

    Mr. Nester, David Nichols, Benjamin Prichard,

    George T. Stagg, Colonel E.H. Taylor,

    Johny Walker, Evans Williams, William Larue Weller

    W.L. Weller Pappy Van Winkle, and his old  Grand Dad.

     

    The scent of bad craziness

    Hung in the air like

    A sexed-up durian fruit.

    an over-ripe mango girl

    Desperately seeking to have sex

    With wild, dressed-up bananas

     

    Running around with the Orange Man.

    Down the Street,

     

    the Moon, looks out on the mad scene

    Sniffs the air, saying,

    “Man, this is bad craziness”

     

    And runs away to join her lover the Sun

    In an orgy of drunken forgetfulness

     

    The Planet Mars, not amused, chases after the maiden Venus

    Under the cold, calculating glances of the Planet Pluto

     

    The Moon and the Sun rent a room in the Hotel Venus

    Across from the Jupiter All Night Diner

    Cosmic shit kickers, out for a night of Earth bashing

    The Earth trembles, shaken

    Moans with passion, and I awake

     

    Saying, that was bad craziness.

    Out there on the edge

    Between the inner me and the outer zone

     

    I went on down that road heading to hell

    Just as fast as I could drink it all down.

     

    And met me a lady, an outlaw lady on the far side.

    Money, power, and passion rolled up in a bundle

    Electric chemistry fills my head,

     

    Zapping my brain into demented muscles

    As I give in to the

    “bao bao ya yah Madi “ madness

    Bad craziness overwhelmed me.

     

    All around me.

    As paranoid, pulsating images scream out

    With mad passion, and demented noises

     

    The night turns ugly fast

    And very, very weird

    Weirdness in the air

    The scent of bad craziness.

     

    As the wild things come out to play.

    The moon is freaked out

    The Sun falls asleep in the gutter

     

    And I say to myself, I’m just another cosmic Guy

    On the loose, on the edge, on the wild side of things

     

    Watching the show unfold, I wonder,

    Is this all nothing but a cosmic drunken bum show?

     

    Who is the star, who is she – the naked maiden up there in the bar

    Black, leather jackets on stage naked visions of nightly lust

    Dancing with an attitude that could kill an elephant in heat

     

    And the Moon continues to dance across the evening sky

    Satisfied, allows mankind to sleep it off.

    Yet another night in the city of demented lunatic hell’s angels

     

    Finally, rest as the sun comes up casting its evil eye over the sleeping city

    Dispelling the bad craziness for a spell.

    Blasting the wild things back to hell.

     

    The masks come back on

    And I walk down the road

    Putting everything back into the box.

     

    Until the next night of bad craziness

    Let’s the wild beast within

    Escape its leash.

    Bad craziness rising yet again.

     

    America, Where Are Thou?

    I used to live in a place

    Called the United States of America

    A republic – the first and last hope of mankind

    The land of the free, the home of the brave

    The envy of the world

    The land of the American dream

     

    And now, I am afraid

    That the Star-Spangled Banner

    No longer flies

    Over the land of the brave

    And the home of the free.

     

    I wake up

    The red, white and blue

    Have been overwhelmed

     

    The dark forces of the red states

    Have overwhelmed the light of the blue states

    Have trounced the reason offered by the Blue States

     

    And the white forces

    Lie trembling in fear

     

    I tried to escape

    The darkling night

    The ever-glowing Orange alerts

     

    And escape somewhere

    The leader of the country

    The new uncrowned Empire

    Rules over us all

     

    Empire Triumphant

    Against all enemies

    The USA is number one

    We chant and scream

    And watch FOX TV

     

    As we march off to war

    The rest of the world

    Trembles in fear at our might

     

    We rule – we rock and roll, and are triumphant

    Against all enemies, dissenters, and foreigners

    The U.S. marches on to victory

     

    Freedom is on the march

    Liberation is at hand

    As the rich gather gleeful

    Contemplating the plunder of the state

     

    And the poor grow more desperate

    I cry out for the country that I have lost

     

    Whose soul has been lost

    And the end of the Republic

    For which I believed

    The empire has won

     

    Long Live the new Caesar

    Long Live the New American Empire

    Death to all its enemies

     

    As the dream fades into a nightmare

    I cry knowing that we have all lost

    The last best hope of mankind

     

    Lives buried in the ash heap of history

    Tyranny in the guise of Democracy

    Rules us all forever and ever

     

    And that flag

    The star-spangled banner

    Does not wave anymore

    Over the land of the free

    And the home of the brave

     

    Waiting For The Rapture

    While I was sitting on the crowded subway train

    Reading the corporate spoon-fed false propaganda news

     

    While commuting from my suburban townhouse

    Watching the lies masquerading as so-called truth news.

    I became consumed

    With dread, fear, and grief,

     

    The ever-growing fear that the terrorists

    Have won the war against terrorism.

    We’ve given our freedom away

     

    Dissent is un-American, anti-Christian,

     and unpatriotic.

     

    “Shut your face, you whiny leftist girlie man

    Communist, fascist, Marxist hoodlum punk

    Radical left-wing vermin, garbage person,

    Un-American terrorist supporting, Tersymps,

    Trans gendered, LGBTQ supporting,

     wimpy assed piece of crap”

     

    You are poisoning the pure blood

    of our great land

    Show us your papers, prepare to be deported,”

     

    Growls the voice of the One True American party

    The party that controls our life, rules our very existence

    And I want to escape these dark nightmarish times

     

    All around me, but there is nowhere to run

    Nowhere to hide anymore, no one cares

    What I think anyway.

     

    The terrorists lurk behind every door

    Who are the terrorists?

     

    They are not me

    I am a god-fearing white Christian man

    The terrorist does not go to my church

     

    He does not even believe in my God..

    He is a heretic, a Muslim fanatic

    A non-believer in Jesus, not like me

    They must be killed, exterminated

     

    All according to God’s plan

    This has been revealed

    to our Prophet in chief

     

    King Donald Trump

    , the invincible

     

    Must learn how to believe again

    I must reprogram myself

     

    God is watching us, or is it big Brother

    As the world descends into chaos

     

    And the Orange alerts

    grows brightly day by day

    I lay down to pray for the bombs to fall

    For the rapture to take me away

     

    Waiting for the end of existence

    Cleanse the world of its sins

    Bring on the rapture, sweat nuclear flames

     

    With these dismal thoughts

    I pick up my newspaper

     and look for something

     

    I will never find there.

    Truth is nothing but lies

    Lies promoted by the spinmeisters

    The true masters of the Universe.

     

    Integrity is nothing but a lie

    Nothing but a game.

    Slime oozes out

    of every corner of the media

     

    And so I remain consumed

     by dread, fear, and hatred.

    Waiting in vain for the rapture

     

    The dropping of the big one

    Waiting for the

     end of this period of chaos.

    It is all going according to plan

    The end of the era

     

    according to the ancient Mayan

    Revelations and the Koran.

     

    Bring on the rapture

    Let me meet my god

    If he exists.

     

    If not the hell ahead

    Is surely better than this hell

    We live in.

    One Night in Bombay, India

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    One wild night in Bombay, India

    I walked into an evil bar 20 drinks too sober

    On the wicked wrong end of a Friday night booze run.

    On the bad side of the Moon over by where the Martian dudes

    Sat drinking their Martian whisky, ogling the Venus maidens.

    Leering at the earth women who were walking by

    Wearing skin-tight pants made their eyeballs hurt.

    I gave in to the spirit and went over to the Martian dudes

    And got drunk on the Martian madness, shot after shot

    Smoking some good old-fashioned Mars dust.

    And flew off to the planet Jupiter

    Just to have me some fun with a lady

    Who said she was from Saturn?

    I did not know she was from the planet Pluto.

    Until I woke up the next day, naked, under the alien Sun

    In jail on the Planet Alpha Centura, light-years from home,

    A million miles away, a thousand years in the future

    And I had no money, no honey, no way home.

    Still 20 drinks too sober, I just sat down in that jail

    And started drinking away my time

    Drinking fine cold assed Centurion wine

    and Pluto Whisky.

    One day I woke up

     and found me back in Bombay

    Standing outside that evil bar

    in the miasmic mist

    Over by the Martian whorehouse,

     down by the Gate of India

    And I walked up to

    the Saturn-Pluto babe

    And said,

    “Man, that was some bad shit

    Bad craziness.”

    Let’s do it again someday,

    she smiled, and I had my way

    Knew the day would come again.

    When I would be drinking with the Martians

    And something wicked my way would come

    Just another night of wicked fun

    On the wrong side of the Moon

    On the right night

    in the mean streets of Bombay.

    Just AN Unhinged Lunatic Howling AT THE Moon

    On a moonlit late-night
    I sat in the Cosmos Bar

    In Soi Cowboy

    Drinking drams of demented,

    fermented dream dew

    With one scotch, one bourbon. and one beer

    To chase it all down.

    Twenty drinks too sober.

    Just an unhinged lunatic
    Dreaming of howling

    at the super full moon.

    Watching the world walk by
    Looking at all the fine-looking babes
    Walking by the street
    Thinking wild, erotic thoughts
    Of endless wild libertine passions.

    When into the bar
    Walked the most beautiful women
    In the Universe.
    So wild, so free
    So wonderfully alive.

    I did not know what to do
    As this carnal, deprave

    lustful vision of delight

    Sauntered through the bar
    In a skin-tight leather pants

    Looked so fine
    That my eyeballs hurt

    And finally

     I had to say something
    So I gathered up

    My manly courage

    And walked up to her
    And she looked at me

    And instantly

    Bewitched my soul
    Mesmerizing me

    With a devilish grin.

    I lost all reason
    And became a raving lunatic
    Unhinged lunatic
    Howling at the moon.

    Foaming at the mouth
    A wild, free werewolf
    Howling at the lunatic light
    Of the full Moon

    Poetry from Jake Cosmos Aller (one of nine poems)

     God’s Confession

    I was sitting alone

    In a god-forsaken bar

    the Cosmos Bar in Soi Cowboy

    Bangkok, Thailand

    On the lunatic fringes of society

    Twenty drinks too sober

    In the ass end of

    a Friday night booze binge

    On the bad part of town

     

    Over by railroad tracks

    Heading to hell

     

    As fast as I could drank it down

    Enjoying my lonely drink

    Drinking by my lonesome self

    With my partners Jimmy Bean, Jack Daniels, The Walker brotherEvan Williams And his old Granddad

    Just drinking one bourbon, one scotch, and one beer

    and hanging with Jack Daniel’s gentlemen’s club

     

    A crazed bum

    With a thousand-year stare

    Walks up to me

    He begins

    Muttering to himself

    Nutty nonsense

    Crazy words

    In a lunatic’s voice

     

    He had the look

    Of one possessed

    By his demons

    Only he can see

    Or hear

     

    Possessed by a secret knowledge

    Only he knew

    Despite myself

    I was fascinated

    By this lunatic’s tale

     

    So I stopped him

     

    And said

    “Say, crazy little Dude!

    So what’s your game, Anyway?”

     

    The short little dude

    Stopped his insane prattle

    Starting at me

    With that thousand-year-old stare

     

    Just another washed-up lunatic

    Too many drugs

    His mind blown away

    Down too many rabbit holes

    Too many bad nights

    On the wrong side of life

    An ACID causality

    From the 60s

     

    Been down so long

    It looks like up to him

     

    He looked at me

    And proclaimed his story

    He reared up

     

    And filled up the room

    And lifted the bar

    On his finger

     

    And stared down at me

    From the sky

     

    And said

    “Since you asked

    I am Allah

    The Alpha and Omega

    Ganesh

    Kali

    Jupiter

    Jehovah

    Shiva

    Zeus

    And a billion other names

     

    The real deal

    The original dude of dudes

    The Sultan of Swing

    God of hosts

    And the father of that Jesus dude

     

    But no one knows me

    Any more

    No one cares

    They think

    I am irrelevant

    They think I am dead

     

    They think I am a fairy tale

    From some olden, ancient time

    That my work is done

     

    I looked at him

    Carefully now

    And what did I see

    An old man

    With that lunatic look

    But there was something else

    He was crazy

    Sure.

     

    Yeah

    Out there

    Bat sh…crazy

    looney tunes

     

    But perhaps

    he was the real deal

    I mean why not

    In this materialistic age

    Why would

    God not be a wandering

    lunatic

    wandering around loose

     

    Talking to low lives like me

    In a bar

    On the highway to hell

     

    So I looked at him

    And invited him to share

    His tale of cosmic woe

     

    God tells me

    “Well, it’s like this

    Many a year ago

    People believed in me

    But one day

    They quit believing in me

    they moved on

    And they went on without me

     

    As they left me

    My powers got weaker and weaker

    And so eventually

    I became

    What you see today

    A broken-down drunk

    Hanging out

    Looking for a handout

    Looking for some company

    Or at least a free dinner”

     

    And he laughed

    and laughed

     

    And I looked at him

    And saw the beginnings of the end

    And the ends of the beginnings

     

    I saw a million planets

    Flash byTrillions of people

    Thinking all at once

    Thoughts filled my head

    Lights flashed

     

    And I knew

    He was telling the truth

     

    But it did not matter

    In this day and age

    Of materialism

    God has no role

    God is truly dead

     

    And so I bought him a drink

    And walked out of the bar

    still twenty drinks too sober

     

    Profoundly saddened

    From what I had seen

    God was dead

    And we had all conspired

    To kill him

    Long live God

     

    The Last Race  The Last Race 

     

    An Aging car racer

    Racing in his last race

    Driving too fast

     

    Around the curve

    Blowing himself up

     

    In a fiery crash

    The rating

    score In his last race. 

     

    Association of the Living Dead India 

     

    In India,

    several years ago

    A man falsely claimed his brother

    Was dead

    so he could inherit the family assets,

     

     The dead brother

    had to fight

    To be declared legally

    not dead

    And contest the will

    . “The Association of the Living Dead”

    Became a movement

    Of thousands of people.

     

    For in India

    apparently,

    It was a thing to declare

    Your relative is dead.

     

    I never thought

    That the US would have

    To form their own

    “The Association of the Living Dead”

    Until this week.

     

    The cyber ninjas

    In their infamous

    non-forensic audit

    In the 2016 Arizona election

    Claimed that hundreds of dead people

    Had voted.

     

    They gave their list

    of the alleged dead voters

    To the attorney general

    Who contacted all 300 dead people

    Found that 299 of the 300 were in fact

    Not dead

     

    and none of them knew

    That unnamed political operative

    We’re claiming

    that they were dead.

     

    The one dead voter

    was alive when he voted early.

     

    But died before election day

    Thus making his vote not valid

    But there was no fraud involved

    As he was alive when he voted.

     

    Perhaps they need to form

    The “association of the living dead”

    To fight for the right

    of the non-dead people

     

    To continue to vote

    and receive other government benefits?

    What a sad commentary

    On the farcical nature

    Of contemporary life

    In these disunited States of America. 

    Secret Gateways Photo Challenge 

    There are secret gateways

    Portals to other dimensions

    All around us

    Hidden deep in the mountains. 

     

    Leading to other worlds

    Other times and places

    Where time runs differently

    And humans are unknown. 

     

    The Lonely Mother Duck

    Watched her eggs hatch

    In the nest by the lake. 

    She was worried

    About the foxes, wolves

    Lions and tigers 

    That was all around.

    Ever since the humans

    All disappeared. 

     The Secret Fly Drone  

     

    The fly on the wallpaper

    In the CIA director’s office

    Was not a real fly

     

    He was an enemy spy drone

    Secretly controlled remotely

    Listening to all

    the secret conversations

     

    Until the director smashed him

    With a flyswatter

    Then realized that it was a spy fly

    He had dispatched to bug hell.

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    An Old Man Visits His Wife’s Grave

    An Old man
    Goes to the grave
    Of his beloved wife

    Carrying her favorite flowers
    And a guitar
    Playing her love songs
    As he remembers her life

    Blaming it all
    On the damn coronavirus Pandemic
    Killing thousands every day
    As politicians play games

    The dead remain dead
    he hears his wife’s voice
    from beyond the grave

    she is a corona ghost
    he wishes he were there with her
    as he plays his mournful love songs

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    and becomes another Corona ghost
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    Hitchhiking Tales

    When I was young and foolish
    Broke and stubborn
    I hitchhiked across the USA

    Started in Salt Lake City
    Where my greyhound bus pass
    Was stolen

    The station manager
    Could have helped me
    But refused to do so

    Threaten to call the cops
    When I grabbed my bags Without the stolen tags

    I said
    Go ahead
    But I am so out of here

    Wondered about Salt Lake City
    Went to a bar
    Found I had to buy my booze
    Next door
    And they would mix it for me

    Had to order food too
    After a bloody Mary
    And a burger

    I walked about town
    Saw the Mormon Temple

    Finally about 3 pm
    It was time to hit the road
    Did not look back

    Ended up in Cody Wyoming
    Got a room shower
    Steak beer
    Using my rapidly depleted cash Spent 25 dollars
    Money really went far
    Back in those days

    A band of professional
    Communist agitators
    Gave me a ride
    To Des Moines

    Lots of weed, booze
    And politics later
    Got off the road
    Slept outside

    Next day
    A beautiful woman
    Drove me to near Chicago
    In a red mustang

    Might have been
    The girl in the song
    Took it easy
    Digging her vibe

    She invited home
    But was not sure
    If her estranged husband
    Would welcome me

    So, I am being foolish
    And inexperienced with women
    Did not go to her place

    And always regretted
    That I had lost
    My chance that day

    Then on to Chicago
    Several rides later
    Visited friends

    Hit the road again
    A series of uneventful rides
    With truckers
    And others

    And a week later
    I ended in New York City

    Slept along the way
    In cars
    In truck stops
    In high way rest stops

    Always moving
    Always going
    Non stop talking
    And lots of free weed
    And beer
    And conversation

    One more memorable ride
    Occurred outside Albany
    On my return to Chicago

    A middle age creepy looking man
    Picked me up
    In a brand-new Cadillac

    He was he said a dynamite deliverer
    For the Mafia
    Went to various places
    To blow up shit

    He hated a lot of people
    Particularly hippies from California
    And Jewish people

    Looking at me to confirm
    That I was both

    I told him that I lived in New York
    And had never been to California
    And although I might have looked Jewish
    As I what was called back in the day
    A “Jewfro”

    I was not Jewish
    Many years later I discovered
    That I am indeed part Jewish
    But then I did not know
    And I felt a bit of strategic information
    Might keep me alive

    Then I realized that he was just jiving with me
    And we relaxed
    And he pulled out some weed
    And beer
    And we mellowed out

    But I believe that he really was with the mob
    Perhaps not a dynamite dealer
    A real made Italian made mafia member

    By Chicago
    I had enough
    I called my Dad
    Told him what had happened

    Wanted a ticket home
    And he sent me a ticket
    And 500 dollars
    And I went home

    I told him I would tell him
    My tales some day
    But never did

    I learned so much
    About my fellow Americans
    And the strange vibe
    That was 1975

    And now it is too late
    But I wanted to finally
    Tell the world

    Of my hitchhiking tales
    In search of America 1975

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    In India, several years ago
    A man falsely claimed his brother
    Was dead so he could inherit the family assets,

    The dead brother had to fight
    To be declared legally not dead
    And contest the will.

    “The Association of the Living Dead”
    Became a movement
    Of thousands of people.
    For in India apparently,
    It was a thing to declare
    Your relative is dead.

    Charles Bukowski Road Not Chosen

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    While reading Charles Bukowski poetry
    On the metro ride home
    Listening to Buddha bar music
    On my oh too hip IPod

    I begin to see myself as I was
    Over 30 years ago when I was merely a bit player
    A minor character in a Charles Bukowski poem

    A wild young underemployed intellectual
    Hanging out in dismal bars and dives all over Asia and California
    Hanging with disreputable women and drunks and drinkers
    And characters out of his kinds of haunts

    A mad poet bard of the underground
    A drunken poet in a drunken bum show
    That nightly played in his head

    Then one day I met the women of my dreams
    And went down a different path
    A long slow path to respectability

    And now 30 years later
    I am no longer a wild man
    I am still a poet at heart
    But I am now also a bureaucrat
    In a button down suite

    Doing the people’s business
    Working for the Government
    I’ve become the Man

    Sometimes I wonder
    Would I have been better off
    Going down that another path

    Would I have ended up
    Somewhere else
    Doing something else

    Would I have been as happy
    Would I have been as successful?

    There is no answer that satisfies
    The longing in my heart
    For that wild thing
    That still lurks beneath
    It’s civilized cover

    And I know that I am still
    A mad poet at heart
    Railing against the injustice of the world

    As I work day by day in the belly of the great beast of State
    I recall the ancient Chinese saying,
    “Confucian during the day while Taoist rebel at night”
    Playing out in my head and nightly dreams
    In the true American Upper class patrician tradition

    I close the book and look out the window
    Get off the train, and walk slowly home

    And realize I had no choice
    But to take the path that I’ve trodden on

    And so I put aside my misgivings
    And say goodbye to my “Bukowskian”desires
    For another night of domestic contentment

    Was it worth it all to take the conventional path
    And not take the bohemian road to hell and back

    I look at my wife and realize
    I had no choice, had no choice
    But to follow her to the ends of the earth

    And beyond by her side as we walked our path
    Of shared destiny

    Goodbye Charles Bukowski wherever you are
    May I meet you in a bar in the next life
    And figure out where we should have gone

    Until then the drinks are on me.

     

    Fallen Dreams Litter the Ground

     

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    Fallen Dreams Litter the Ground

    In the fall weather
    As I walk amid the falling leaves
    I see the signs everywhere

    Of the fall of America
    The once great and mighty Empire
    Everywhere signs of the fall appear

    The dark skies mirror
    The darkness that settled over our land

    Death, destruction and random acts of chaos
    Are all around us
    Surrounding us with visions of doom

    Nothing can stop the bloodletting
    No one seems to be in charge

    As the leaves fall
    And the darkness descends
    The fall of America continues

    If you’ve been around

     

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    If you’ve been around

    If you’ve been around
    As much as I have
    Decades of memories
    Fill up your brain’s hard drive

    Remembering the dead
    Misremembering the living
    Seeing the past fly past
    Everywhere you go

    Thinking about things
    You did and did not do
    As your life begins to fade
    Sinking into lost worlds past

    Seeing the ghosts
    Of all you knew
    Whispering Soon you will
    Be joining us

    Lone Foreigner Hiking the Seoul City Walls

    a Lone foreign male hiker
    in the hills above the city
    Hiking along the ancient Seoul City walls

    500 years after the founding
    Of the city in 1492

    balancing his walk
    amid the boulders
    the winter is coming
    soon he thinks

    and finishes his hike
    heading to a bar
    to sake his thirst

    some soju, and bulgogi
    will do the trick
    he thinks to himself

    just another day
    in the life

    of an unknown nameless
    foreigner in the city
    of Seoul

    part of the ten million
    naked stories
    in the big city

    guns
    gun

    Madman with Gun Madness

     

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    Madmen with Guns Madness

    After every incident
    Of mass gun violence
    In the U.S.

    Pictures emerge
    Of the killers
    Almost always white men.

    Who stares out at you
    With soulless dead eyes
    Filled with hate, fear
    And shear madness.

    With the thousand-year stare
    Of the madman
    Who only hears

    The voices in his head
    Screaming kill them all
    Kill them all.

    And as always
    They usually legally bought
    The guns.

    This case was a bit different
    The gunman briefly had his guns
    Taken away from him

    And his 60 knives as well
    Judged temporarily too crazy
    To have a gun.

    But the red flag law
    Is not a permanent ban
    As it should be.

    And so he was able
    To re-arm himself
    With the best weapons

    In the world
    At a very affordable price.
    Thanks to the NRA.

    And so he was soon lost
    Down the rabbit hole
    Of insanity and probably drugs,

    The lone sniper
    A disgruntled young white man
    In his 20’s
    Sets up shop on top of a building.

    He has a high-powered weapon
    No doubt bought legally
    An AR-15 the choice
    Of the serious gun men everywhere.

    And begins shooting
    Into the July 4th parade
    Killing six people
    Injuring 30.

    Before putting the gun down
    And fleeing
    Before the cops can find him.

    The right-wing media
    Goes to works
    The pundits pontificate
    24/7

    It is not about the gun
    It is about everything else
    That is wrong with our society.

    Guns don’t kill people
    They proclaim
    Guns are the price we pay
    For our freedom.

    Their demented answer
    is more guns
    More guns for everyone.

    And sadly, nothing will be done
    As the politicians offer
    Useless thoughts and prayers

    The gun ghosts don’t care
    They are dead after all.

    The madness will not stop
    Until we figure out
    How to stop
    The killers in our midst.

    There will be another shooting
    No doubt before the day is done
    Over 300 so far this year.

    And that is just the way
    It is in this day and age
    Of America.

    The land of the free
    Home of the brave
    And 400 million guns.

    Note:   I wrote this a year or so ago.  This morning there was another mass shooting, this time at Brown University. Yesterday at Bondi Beach in Australia.  The Australian Government promises to enact even stricter gun laws in response, in the US nothing but talk about prayers and thoughts for the victims, nothing can be done the politicians say.  THe price of freedom is the occasional mass shooting according to the NRA.

    My Name Is Nobody

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    My name, it is Nobody
    No one cares who I am
    I am just a nameless clone
    In the cold unfeeling bureaucracy

    Just one of the army
    Of civilians who flood into and out of the city
    Every day

    A non-entity,
    A ghost
    A govbot
    A cyber

    A spook
    A faceless automan
    A bureaucrat

    Just a grey suited cog in the machinery
    And no one cares
    No one knows who I really am

    And I am legend
    Everywhere and nowhere

    Just the way this modern world
    All shred of humanity
    Crushed beneath

    the cruel wheel of society

    In the cold harsh world
    There is no room anymore
    For true human feelings

    We are just robots,

    clones, machines
    And so I go to work
    Put on my mask

    And no one hears

    my inner screams
    And no one will ever care

     

     

     

     

     

     

    My name, it is Nobody
    No one cares who I am
    I am just a nameless clone
    In the cold unfeeling bureaucracy

    Just one of the army
    Of civilians who flood into and out of the city
    Every day

    A non-entity,
    A ghost
    A govbot
    A cyber
    A spook
    A faceless automan
    A bureaucrat

    Just a grey suited cog in the machinery
    And no one cares
    No one knows who I really am

    And I am legend
    Everywhere and nowhere

    Just the way this modern world
    All shred of humanity
    Crushed beneath the cruel wheel of society

    In the cold harsh world
    There is no room anymore
    For true human feelings

    We are just robots, clones, machines
    And so I go to work
    Put on my mask

    And no one hears my inner screams
    And no one will ever care

     

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    Snarling Cup of Coffee

    I like to start my day with a hot cup of coffee
    I pound down the coffee
    First thing I do every day as the dawning sun
    Lights up my lonesome room

    Yeah, but not just a simple cup of java Joe, but a God damn snarling sarcastic smarmy cup of coffee
    I mean, – we are talking about an alcoholic, all speed ahead, always hot, always fresh, always there when I need it, angry, attitude talk to the hand Ztude, bad, bad assed, beats breaking, beatnik, bluesy, bitter, bitchy, bombs away, capitalistic, caffeinated up the ass, cinematic, communistic, Colombian grown, Costa Rican inspired, Cowabunga to the max, crazy assed, devilishly angelic, divine, divinely inspired, dyslexic, epic, extreme vetting, evil eye, expensive, erotic vision inducing, Ethiopian coffee house brewed, euphoric, freaky, freazoid, foxy, Frenched kissed, French brewed, funkified, foxy lady, graphic, GOD in my coffee, with Allah, Ganesh, Jesus, Kali, Buddha, Christians, Durga, Hindus, Mohamed, Jesus and Mo and their friend, the cosmic bar maid, Sai Babai, Shiva, Taoists, Zoroastrians, drinking my god damned coffee in Hell; growling, gnarly, happy, hard as ice, Hawaian blessed, high as a kite, hippie, hip, hipster, hip hoppy, hot as hell yet strangely sweet as heaven, jazzy, jealous, Kerouac approved, kick ass, kick my god damn ass to Tuesday, kick down the doors and take no prisoners, grown in the Vietnam highlands by ex-Vietcong, Guatemalan grown, kiss ass, illegal in every state, imported from all over the god damn world, insane, lovely, loony, lonely, lonesome, malodorous mean old rotten, motherfucking, nasty, narcotic, never whatever, never meh, never cold, not approved by the CIA, not approved by DHS, not approved for human consumption by the FDA, not your daddy’s sissified corporate cup of coffee, NOT DECAFE coffee, not your Denny’s truck driver weak as brown water cup of fake coffee, not your establishment friendly cup of coffee, Not your FBI coffee, Not FAKE Herbal coffee substitute, but a real cup of coffee, not your farmer brothers dinner crap, not made in America for Americans, not safe for work, not your Starbucks average expensive overpriced crappy corporate chain cup of coffee, Not pretentious, Not White House approved, not State Department safe, nuclear, Not Patriotic, operatic, Peets’s coffee approved, paranoid, pornographic, psychotic, pontific, politically aware, rapping, rhyming, right here, right now in River city, rock and roll up the Yazoo, sad, sadistic, sarcastic, sassy, satanic, schizoid, shitting, silly, sexy, smarmy, smelly, smooth, snarky, snarling, stupid, stinking, sweet as honey, sweat inducing, symphonic, Trump can’t handle this coffee, vengeful, Wagnerian, wicked, with nutmeg and cinnamon swirls, with a hint of stevia, with a hint of vanilla, with a hint of rum, with a hint of whisky, with a hint of cherry, with a hint of fruit overtones, with a hint of drugs spicing up the coffee, spendific, speeding, splendid, superior accept no substitutes, survived the Vietnam war, the Iraq war, the Afghan war, the first and Second Korean war, World War 11, the war on poverty, the war on drugs, the war on black people, the sexual revolution, Soulful as a summer’s night in MOTOWN- James Brown approved, TOP approved, Berkeley approved, the coffee that Jimmy Hendrix drank before he died, the coffee that Elvis drank on his last breakfast, the coffee that Barry White crooned as he drank his cup of coffee – and the coffee that made the white boy play stand up and play that funky music, the coffee that made Jonny B Goode play his guitar, and made Jonny bet the devil his soul after he drank his morning cup of righteous coffee and the coffee that make the Rolling Stones Rock and Roll, the coffee your mother warned you against drinking, the coffee that Napoleon drank when he became the Emperor of all Europe, the Coffee that Beethoven drank when he wrote the Ninth symphony, the coffee that Mozart drank as he wrote his last symphony, the coffee that Lincoln drank before he was killed, the Hemingway drank before he killed himself, the coffee that started the 60’s, and ended the 20th century, the coffee that Lenin drank as he plotted revolution, the coffee that Hitler and Stalin drank with FDR as they divided up the world after World War 11, the cup that JFK drank before he was blown away, the coffee Jerry drinks while driving in cars with random celebrities and political figures, the coffee that Jon Stewart drinks before he goes on an epic take down of some foolish politico, the cup of Arabic coffee that Sadaam drank the day he was executed, the coffee that GW and Cheney drank when they bombed Baghdad, the Indian cup of coffee that Bid Laden drank before 9-11 and just before the seals blew his ass to hell, the cup of coffee that Tiger Woods drank with his mistresses while playing a 3, 000 dollar round of golf at Sandy Lane golf course in Barbados, the last legal drug that does what drugs should do, the cup of coffee that Obama drank when he became President, Vietnamese, Vienna brew, wacky, whimsical, Whisky Tango Foxtrot, wild, weird, wonderful, WOW, Yabba dabba doo! Yada Yada yada Zappa’s favorite cup of cosmic coffee, and Zorro’s last cup of coffee, Good to the last drop rolled into one simple cup of hot coffee

    As I pound down that first cup of coffee
    And fire up my synaptic nerve endings with endless supplies
    Of caffeine induced neuron enhancing chemicals

    I face the dawning day with trepidation and mind-numbing fear
    I turn on the TV and watch the smarmy newscasters in their perfect hair
    Lying through their teeth about the great success the government is having Following the great leader’s latest pronouncements
    I want to scream and shoot the TV and run out side Shouting

    “Stop the world.

    I want to get off this fucking crazy planet”
    The earth does not care a whit about my attitude
    It merely shrugs and moves around the Sun
    In its appointed daily run
    And I sit down
    The madness dissipating a bit

    And enjoy my second cup
    Of heaven and hell
    In my morning cup of Joe

     

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    Stairway To Heaven Bumper Sticker

    Found Poem in Medford, Oregon

    The fact
    There is a stairway
    To heaven
    But a highway
    To hell.

    Tells you about
    The expected traffic

    Strangeness in the Air

    There is a strangeness in the air
    A sense of cosmic unease
    Hangs silently in the purple crystalline sky

    America woke up
    And decided it was time
    To quit following like lemmings
    Over the Clift

    As the pied piper chants
    Stay the course, stay the course
    We were like lemmings following him
    Dying to save his wounded pride

    Today there is that strange difference
    In the air
    As Americans woke up
    And threw off their chains of fear

     

     

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    The Secret Fly Drone

    The fly on the wallpaper
    In the CIA director’s office
    Was not a real fly
    He was an enemy spy drone
    Secretly controlled remotely
    Listening to all the secret conversations
    Until the director smashed him
    With a flyswatter
    Then realized that it was a spy fly
    He had dispatched to bug hell.

    Unhinged Lunatic Howling at the Full Moon

     

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    Unhinged Lunatic Howling at the Full Moon

    John (“Jake”) Cosmos Aller

    On the night of the blood red super full moon
    I sat in an evil, depraved godforsaken bar

    Drinking drams of demented, fermented dream dew
    Washed down by endless rounds of whiskey
    rum, tequila, vodka, soju and of course beer
    drinking with my buddies the Jack Daniels Gang

    Drinking my way to Hell and beyond
    Just as fast as I could
    twenty damn drinks too sober

    Just an unhinged lunatic
    Dreaming of howling at the full moon

    Watching the world walk by
    Looking at all the fine-looking babes
    Walking by the street

    Thinking wild, erotic thoughts
    Of endless wild libertine passions

    When into the bar
    That din of cosmic depravity

    Walked the most beautiful women
    In the Universe

    So wild, so free
    So wonderfully alive

    I did not know what to do
    As this vision of delight
    Sauntered through the bar

    In a skin-tight leather pant
    Looked so fine
    That my eyeballs hurt

    And finally, I had to say something
    So, I gathered up my manly courage
    And walked up to her

    And she looked at me
    And instantly bewitched my soul

    With a devilish grin
    I lost all reason
    And became a raving lunatic
    Unhinged lunatic
    Howling at the blood red full moon

    Foaming at the mouth
    A wild, free werewolf
    Howling at the lunatic light
    Of the blood red blue full Moon

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  • Boy Scout Reflections: A Random Act of Kindness and a Life of Leadership    

    Boy Scout Reflections: A Random Act of Kindness and a Life of Leadership   

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    Introduction: Personal Reflection 

    I was a Boy Scout in Berkeley, California during the 1960s and 70s, rising to the rank of Life Scout, serving in Troop 19 and serving as troop leader for five years—much to the chagrin of my younger brother, who didn’t enjoy being bossed around by me!  One of my biggest regrets in life is not having become an Eagle Scout, which my younger brother achieved.

    Critiques of the Boy Scouts

    Criticism from progressive and left-leaning voices has focused on several themes:

    1. Sexism and Gender Segregation
      • The Boy Scouts historically excluded girls and later introduced a “linked troop” system that critics call a “separate-but-equal regime” designed to appease misogynists rather than promote true inclusion. This system limited coed activities and reinforced gender segregation.
        Read more here [scoutingmaverick.com]
    2. Racism and Cultural Appropriation
      • The organization has long been accused of misappropriating Native American traditions through regalia, dances, and names in programs like Order of the Arrow. Indigenous advocates argue these practices perpetuate stereotypes and disrespect cultural heritage.
        NBC News coverage [nbcnews.com]
    3. Homophobia and Discriminatory Policies
      • For decades, the Boy Scouts banned gay youth and leaders, a policy upheld by the U.S. Supreme Court in Boy Scouts of America v. Dale (2000). Critics likened this stance to racial discrimination. The ban was lifted only in 2013 (youth) and 2015 (leaders).
        Analysis on Yale Scholarship [academic.oup.com]
    4. Corporate and Authoritarian Allegations
      • Some critics frame the Scouts as a “corporate grooming” organization, citing its hierarchical structure, emphasis on obedience, and historical ties to militaristic ideals. These critiques often compare Scouting’s early ethos to nationalist youth movements.
        Wikipedia overview of controversies [en.wikipedia.org]

    Official Responses

    The Boy Scouts (now Scouting America) have responded by:

    • Expanding Inclusivity: Allowing girls (2017–2018), lifting bans on LGBTQ members (2013–2015), and introducing diversity merit badges.
    • Rebranding: In 2025, the organization changed its name to Scouting America to signal openness to all youth. Leaders emphasized their mission to provide leadership and life skills for every child.
      Newsweek report [newsweek.com]
    • Cultural Sensitivity Efforts: Conducting surveys on Native American imagery, though stating traditions will remain with “accuracy and respect.”
      NBC News [nbcnews.com]

    Prominent Former Scouts

    Many influential figures were Scouts, including:

    • Neil Armstrong (astronaut, Eagle Scout)
    • Gerald Ford (38th U.S. President, Eagle Scout)
    • Steven Spielberg (filmmaker, Eagle Scout)
    • Buzz Aldrin, Jim Lovell (astronauts)
    • Martin Luther King Jr. (registered Scout in youth)
      Full list here [blog.scout…gazine.org]

    Founder Biography: Robert Baden-Powell

    • Born 1857, London; died 1941, Kenya.
    • British Army officer, hero of the Siege of Mafeking (Boer War).
    • Founded the Boy Scouts in 1908 after publishing Scouting for Boys.
    • Advocated outdoor skills, character building, and citizenship.
    • Later co-founded the Girl Guides with his sister Agnes.
    • Retired from the army in 1910 to focus on Scouting.
      Detailed biography [britannica.com]

    Comparison to Hitler Youth and Authoritarian Youth Groups

    • Similarities: Both emphasized discipline, outdoor activities, uniforms, and loyalty to ideals. Early Hitler Youth borrowed elements from Scouting to attract boys.
    • Differences:
      • Boy Scouts promoted voluntary participation, moral development, and service.
      • Hitler Youth became mandatory (1936), focused on paramilitary training, ideological indoctrination, and spying on families.
    • Other authoritarian youth groups (e.g., Soviet Young Pioneers, Fascist Balilla) also used structured activities and propaganda to mold loyalty to the state.
      History.com analysis
      AskHistorians discussion [history.com] [reddit.com]

    Many years ago, I heard a work  aquantaince  dismiss someone else as “he’s such  a boy scout”  as if that was a bad thing.  I told him that I resembled that remark as I was a Boy Scout too.

    the other day while on a trip to Jeongju we ran into an eldery German tourist who had gotten lost from her group, we helped her get on the right train and got a taxi for her to her hotel once we arrived in Jeongju.   Helping her that day as I did my Boy Scout mandated good deed for the day gave rise to reflections on my life as a boy scout when I was a young lad.

    But I rejected that label. For me, Scouting was about leadership, resilience, and service. It prepared me for life, and I still recommend it to family and friends. To this day, I try to follow the principles that shaped me.

      Core Principles of Scouting 

    • Motto:Be Prepared – Ready for any situation, physically, mentally, and morally. 
    • Slogan:Do a Good Turn Daily – Perform at least one act of kindness every day without expecting anything in return. 
    • Scout Oath:
    • On my honor, I will do my best
      To do my duty to God and my country and to obey the Scout Law;
      To help other people at all times;
      To keep myself physically strong, mentally awake, and morally straight. 
    • Scout Law:
      A Scout is trustworthy, loyal, helpful, friendly, courteous, kind, obedient, cheerful, thrifty, brave, clean, and reverent. 

    Read more:
    boy scout motto 

    Local Scouting Resources in Berkeley 

    If you’re in Berkeley and want to connect with Scouting today, here are some active troops: 

    There are active Boy Scout troops almost everywhere including in South Korea.

    Here’s an overview of the Boy Scouts in Korea and the World Scout Jamboree that faced major issues in 2023, along with official links:

    Boy Scouts in Korea

    • The Korea Scout Association (KSA) is the national Scouting organization of South Korea, founded in 1922 during Japanese rule. It was banned from 1937 until Korea’s liberation in 1945 and officially recognized by the World Organization of the Scout Movement (WOSM) in 1953.
    • Membership has historically been around 200,000+ Scouts, organized into sections: Beaver Scouts (4–6), Cub Scouts (6–12), Scouts (12–15), Venture Scouts (15–18), and Rovers (18–25).
    • The highest rank is Tiger Scout, and the motto is “준비” (Jun Bi) – Be Prepared.
    • KSA has hosted major events, including the 17th World Scout Jamboree (1991) and numerous Asia-Pacific Jamborees.
    • Official site: http://www.scout.or.kr [en.wikipedia.org], [en.scoutwiki.org], [scoutsvict…ria.com.au]

    The 25th World Scout Jamboree (2023) – What Happened

    • Held August 1–12, 2023 at Saemangeum, a reclaimed tidal flat in North Jeolla Province, South Korea.
    • Theme: “Draw Your Dream”.
    • Attendance: ~43,000 Scouts from 158 countries.
    • Official event site: https://www.2023wsjkorea.org [en.wikipedia.org]

    Problems and Controversies

    • Extreme heatwave (temperatures up to 40°C), poor drainage, mosquito infestations, and inadequate shade made conditions harsh.
    • Sanitation failures: filthy toilets, insufficient showers, and poor food quality.
    • Medical issues: hundreds of heat-related illnesses, insect bites, and even a COVID-19 outbreak.
    • Safety concerns: allegations of misconduct (including a shower incident) and lack of protective measures.
    • Infrastructure gaps: inadequate shelter, medical facilities without electricity, and poor site access.
    • Evacuation: The event was abandoned early due to Typhoon Khanun, with Scouts relocated to Seoul for cultural programs and a K-pop concert.
    • Audit findings (2025): A government probe called it a “complete lapse in all aspects of management”, citing incompetence, misused funds, and lack of oversight. Criminal investigations were launched against some officials. [dw.com], [koreatimes.co.kr], [bbc.com], [straitstimes.com]

    Key Lessons

    The fiasco highlighted the need for:

    • Better risk assessment for site selection.
    • Stronger governance and accountability.
    • Adequate infrastructure and safety measures for large-scale youth events.

    Official troop locator:Boy Scout locator

     Berkeley’s Unique Scouting Culture 

    Scouting in Berkeley has always had a distinctive flavor. In the 1960s and 70s, being a Scout in a progressive city came with challenges—critics labeled it “militaristic” or “corporate., or “fascists”, often citing its founder Rhodes, the uber apologists for the British Empire,  who was famous for helping set up apartheid in South Africa and setting up Rhodesia, and the Rhodes Scholarship program.  Yet, troops thrived, teaching leadership and service. 

    Historically, Northbrae Community Church in the Thousand Oaks neighborhood hosted troop meetings, including Troop 19 in earlier decades. Today, Troop 19 meets at John Hinkel Park, continuing its tradition of outdoor adventure.

    Church info: https://www.northbrae.org/ 

    21-boy-scout-sayings

    Be Prepared

    • Do a Good Turn Daily 
    • Leave No Trace
    • Adventure Awaits
    • Scouting Builds Character
    • Trustworthy, Loyal, Helpful
    • Camp More, Worry Less
    • Life is Better Around the Campfire
    • Hiking Boots and Happy Hearts
    • Pitch a Tent, Make a Friend
    • Scouts Lead the Way
    • Knot Your Average Kid
    • Brave, Clean, and Reverent
    • Explore More, Fear Less
    • Scouting: Where Leaders Begin
    • Take Only Memories, Leave Only Footprints
    • Scout Strong
    • Prepared for Life
    • Sleep. Scout. Repeat.
    • When in Doubt, Help Out
    • Leave the World a Better Place 

     History and Recent Changes 

    • Founded in 1907by Robert Baden-Powell in England; BSA launched in 1910. 
    • Today, Scouting is global with 60 million members in 200+ countries.
    • Recent changes: 
    • Girls allowed in Cub Scouts (2018) and Scouts BSA (2019).
    • BSA rebranded  as Scouting America in 2025 for inclusivity. 
    • Policy updates: LGBTQ+ and transgender youth welcomed.

    i for one welcomed these changes to scouting, particularly merging the Boy and Girl Scouts into one unit.

    Read more:

    History of_the_Boy_Scouts_of_America

    Boy Scout Name Change

    Scout Re-Branding  

    Poem: “Prepared for Life” 

    In forests deep and mountains high,
    We learned to lead, to question why.
    With knots and maps, with fire and song,
    The lessons linger, lifelong strong. 

    Be prepared, the motto clear,
    To face the world without fear.
    Do a good turn, day by day,
    Leave the world a better way. 

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    Commit Random Act of Kindness

    Commit a Random Act of Kindness: A Simple Phrase That Can Change the World

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    The other day, while on a trip to Jeongju, Korea, with my wife, we encountered an elderly German tourist who had gotten lost from her tour group and was rejoining them in Jeongju. We helped her get on the right train and got her a taxi to her hotel.  It felt good doing a good deed and commit a random act of kindness.  I thought about my Boy Scout upbringing and the scout motto of doing a good deed every day, and the phrase “Commit a Random Act of Kindness.”

    There’s a phrase that has quietly traveled through decades, inspiring countless hearts:
    “Commit a random act of kindness.”

    It sounds simple, almost whimsical—yet its roots and cultural impact are profound. Coined by writer Anne Herbert in the early 1980s, this phrase was her antidote to the negativity of “random acts of violence.” She scribbled it on a placemat in Sausalito, California:

    “Practice random acts of kindness and senseless acts of beauty.”

    From that moment, the idea blossomed into a global movement. Today, it’s celebrated through Random Acts of Kindness Day, nonprofit initiatives, and everyday gestures that ripple through communities. [berkeleywe…lbeing.com], [betterup.com], [readpoetry.com]

    Why It Resonates

    In a world often dominated by headlines of conflict and division, this phrase offers a radical alternative: spontaneous goodness without expectation of return. It’s not about grand gestures—it’s about the small, unplanned moments that remind us of our shared humanity.

    • Paying for someone’s coffee.
    • Leaving a kind note for a stranger.
    • Helping a tourist find their way.

    These acts may seem small, but research shows they boost happiness, reduce stress, and strengthen social bonds. Kindness is contagious—it sparks a chain reaction that can transform communities. [berkeleywe…lbeing.com], [betterup.com]

    Cultural Impact

    The phrase has appeared in books, blogs, and even pop culture. It inspired the Random Acts of Kindness Foundation, school programs, and social media challenges like #RAKDay. Celebrities, educators, and everyday people have embraced it as a mantra for living with empathy. [bloggers.f…edspot.com], [timeforkin…ness.co.uk]

    Personal Reflection

    Why do I love this phrase? Because it’s actionable. It doesn’t require wealth, status, or planning—just a willingness to notice and respond. It reminds me that kindness is not a luxury; it’s a choice we can make every day.

    Poetic Rendering: “The Ripple of One”

    One smile, unasked, can light a street,
    A door held open—kindness complete.
    A coin for coffee, a note that says “stay,”
    Small acts bloom in the cracks of gray.

    No banners wave, no trumpets sound,
    Yet hearts are lifted all around.
    Commit, not for glory, nor for applause,
    But for the quiet joy that kindness draws.

    10 Simple Ways to Brighten Someone’s Day:

    1. Pay for the next person’s coffee or meal.
    2. Leave a handwritten note of encouragement in a public place.
    3. Compliment a stranger sincerely.
    4. Donate gently used clothes to a local shelter.
    5. Offer to help someone carry heavy bags.
    6. Send an unexpected “thank you” message to a colleague or friend.
    7. Leave coins at a vending machine for the next person.
    8. Share an uplifting book with someone who needs it.
    9. Plant a tree or flowers in a community space.
    10. Smile and greet people warmly—it costs nothing but means everything.

    let’s all go out today and make the world a better place by committing one simple random act of kindness paying it forward around the world!  Do not give into hate, despair and fear. Fight the power!  Spread the word my friends, keep the faith and keep hope alive. We can make this world a better place, so go forth and make it happen.

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  • All Poetry Poems

    All Poetry Poems

    Cosmos’s Poems in All Poetry. Fan Story, Poetry Soup, Writing Com and Elsewhere

    I have been posting poems on All Poetry, Fan Story, Poetry Soup and Writing Com, and elsewhere   since 2016. I have posted over 1000 poems over the years. Many of them were inspired by All Poetry, Fan Story, Poetry Soup or Writing Com  contests. I have been posting ten poems every other week since I joined. I have 600 followers and follow over 1600 other poets from around the world.  I have also posted poems on Cosmos Funnel, Hello Poetry, Poetry Lore, Poem Hunter, Poetry Magnum Opus, and a few other sites and on FB poetry sites as well.   I usually cross post on all these sites, reserving about half my poems as “unpublished” for publication credit.

    All Poetry, Fan Story, Poetry Soup, and Writing Com  are great sites to meet and read poets from everywhere. You can sign up for free, but I opted to pay for a premium membership. They also offer classes and lots of informational resources for poets. I plan on updating my web page Medium, Substack, Wattpad, Writing.Com pages, and my Spotify podcasts, whenever I post things on All Poetry, Fan Story, Poetry Soup, and Writing Com et al.

    You can find my poems at https://allpoetry.com/Jake Aller. And at Cosmos poetry and fiction now on Poetry Soup.

    For the rest of my work, see .

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    Index

    1. Just a Halloween Nightmare
    2. Halloween Is Coming Too Soon
    3. Poisonous Junk Food Killng Us Slowly
    4. Ode to the Lowly Doughnut
    5. MAGA Neighbor Saw Me as the Devil Incarnate
    6. My Favorite Time Of Day
    7. Seeing The Taj Mahal
    8. Nice Weather For Ducks
    9. Learning He Was Jewish On Rosh Hashana
    10. Your Love Still Gives Me A Thrill
    11. Korean Winter Blues
    12. When I First Saw You
    13. Robot Lady Bug
    14. Sam Adams Returns To The Green Beaches Of Oregon
    15. Oceans Dying
    16. Climate Is Changing
    17. Evil Winds Haiku
    18. What Do Trees Think Of Us?
    19. Walking Along The Winter Korean Beach
    20. 11 Winter Haiflu/Senryu
    21. Sunsets Of Love
    22. The Elephant In The Room
    23. Contaza Love Poem
    24. Sam Adams Cutting Words
    25. What Is Love Explained To A Space Alien
    26. Neo-50ths Return of The Red Menace

    Beginning Poems

    Just a Halloween Nightmare

    on Halloween

    Sam Adams

    went drinking

     

    in the Cosmos Bar

    In Soi Cowboy

    Bangkok, Thailand

     

    He woke up

    in a dark, dangerous forest

    lit by the evil full moon

     

    creatures

    out of his worst nightmares

    saw him

     

    The Chief of them all

    Wears a Trumpian mask

    Complete with orange hair

    Half-human half pig

     

    His deputy

    Wears the face of Putin

    But his body

    Half-human, half-horse,

     

    The other creatures wear masks

    Many of them wear

    Green Pepe the alt-right

     

    Symbolic frog masks

    And I have T-shirts

    Bearing alt right slogans

    And Nazi symbols

     

    And as they prance about

    They chant alt-right slogans

    And neo-Nazi chants

     

    Jews will not replace us

     

    And the rest of these creatures

    Are hideous beasts

    Apes, cannibals, demons, dwarves,

    Goblins, leprechauns, imps, monsters, orcs,

    Pirates, satyrs, werewolves, zombies,

     

    start chasing him

    chanting

     

    “Death to all humans

    Sam Adams must die”

     

    Just when they are about

    To catch him

    He wakes up

    In his bed

     

    Just another

    Halloween nightmare

    He concluded

     

     

    Halloween is Coming Too Soon

    Black cat on old rock wall Halloween night

    It seems to me

    That it is absurd

    In the US

    That COSTCO and Home Depot

    Start putting out Halloween decor

    In July

    Christmas too

    Way too soon

    I say

     

    Poisonous Junk Food Killing Us Slowly

    So much of what we eat

    It is not good for us

    In fact

    Most junk food

    It is nothing but poison

    Designed to be so delicious

    As we eat ourselves

    Into an early grave

     

    Ode to the Lowly Doughnut

     

    Many years ago

    I used to take a coffee break

    About 10 am

    And had a donut and coffee

    With my colleague

    Sadly, being pre-diabetic

    I have not eaten doughnuts in years.

    MAGA Neighbor Saw Me as the Devil Incarnate

     

    I used to have a neighbor

    In Medford, Oregon

    Who hated me with passion.

    Because I had my Korean relatives

    Staying with me and she was a hard cord

    MAGA all the way Christian fundamentalist

    Who no doubt saw me and my relatives

    As the Devil incarnate.

     

    My Favorite Time of Day

     

    My favorite time

    Of day

    Is sunset

     

    Cocktail hour

    When I drink wine

     

    Occasionally rum

    Or whiskey

    With my wife

     

    Seeing the Taj Mahal

    They say

    There are two types

    Of people

    In this world

    Those who have seen

    The Taj Mahal

    And those

    who have not

     

    Nice Weather for Ducks

     

    God’s Power is demonstrated through His Creation… (see Romans 1:21)

    In Seattle

    During the winter it rains

    The common Winter  greeting

     

    “Is nice weather

    For ducks”

     

    Who loves to play

    In rainy days

    Of Seattle’s winter

     

    Learning He Was Jewish on Rosh Hashana

    US Holocaust Museum

    Sam Adams found out

    Via DNA testing

    On Rosh Hashanah

    He was part Jewish.

     

    That he indeed

    was part Jewish.

     

    10%

    according to the DNA test

    confirming family lore.

     

    His Uncle said

    he had a great grandfather

    On his grandmother’s side

     

    Who was a Russian

    and Ukrainian Jew.

    And part Mongolian

    As most Eastern Europeans are

     

    He went to dinner with Jewish friends

    Celebrating his first Rosh Hashana

    As a Jewish man.

     

    The next day while touring

    the Holocaust museum

    For the first time in his life

    Sam Adams encountered

    three young MAGA white boys

     

    Wearing red MAGA  hats

    and making sexually

    suggestive jokes

    about Jewish women

     

    While they were touring

    the Holocaust museum.

     

    One wondered if the Nazi guards

    Were given an opportunity

    To have sex

    with Jewish women

     

    Before they were sent

    To the gas chambers

    to be killed.

     

    Sam Adams was very angry

    and wanted to confront

    the MAGA  white boys

    But finally decided what the hell,

     

    It would not

    Make a difference

     

    They might think

    that he was just

    An old Jewish man.

     

    And dismiss his complaints.

     

    For them

     

    clearly

     

    Did

    Not

    understand

    Nor

    Care

    At

    all

     

    How utterly deplorable

    Disgusting and vile

    Such comments were

     

    Especially in

    the Holocaust museum

     

    The Holocaust museum

    moved him deeply

     

    And he vowed to himself

    that he would do all

    he could

     

    to make sure

    The world would never

    see another Holocaust

     

     

    Your Love Still Gives Me a thrill

    Ever since I met you

    My life has been a thriller

    Filled with love

    Mystery and desire

    And thrills and spills

     

    Every day

    Filled with surprises

    Filled with love

    Filled with you

     

    I fall in love with you

    Every moment, every minute

    Every second I see you

     

    You

    Always

    Gives me such a thrill

     

    You are indeed

    The thrill

    of my heart

     

    And, baby,

    The thrill is not gone away

    From me

     

    Will be with me

    Forever

    until the day

    I die.

     

    Korean Winter Blues

     

    Korean winters

    Are shorter than before—

    Impact of climate change.

     

    Can get very cold

    As Siberian winds

    Blow in from Russia,

     

    Putting the whole country

    Under a deep freeze—

    Polar vortex.

     

    It does not snow

    Too much

    Except in the mountains.

     

    The coldest day

    I ever experienced

    Was in Korea

    Back in 1979.

     

    The AFKN radio announcer

    Said it was minus 70 F

    (57.C Celsius)

    that morning.

     

    I could not shave

    For one week

     

    Just too damn cold

    Hot water for shaving

    Froze instantly

     

    When I First Saw You

    When I first saw you

    In my dreams,

     

    You mesmerized me,

    You hypnotized me.

    You bewitched me

    You put a love spell

    On me

     

    Your love, mojo

    Working overtime.

     

    Sparks flew

    From heart to heart.

     

    You were mine

    And I was yours.

     

    We knew it—

    Someday,

    We would be

    Together.

     

    It took eight years

    Before you walked

    Off a bus

    And into my life,

     

    Becoming my wife,

    My eternal soul mate.

     

     

    Robot ladybug

    Robot ladybug

    doing its ladybug thing

    no more natural bugs left

     

     

    Sam Adams returns to the Green Beaches of Oregon

     

    lovers on a beach
    lovers on a beach

    Sam Adams

    Returned to his native Oregon

    Just after the end of the world

     

    When the Coronavirus

    Had finally morphed,

    Into the dreaded zombie flu

     

    And the zombie apocalypse

    Ravaged the earth.

     

    Sam Adams like a few others

    Was immune

     

    He returned to the Oregon coast

    Walking the lonely empty

    Verdant green beaches.

     

    Looking for survivors

    Finally found a few people

    And they formed a little community.

     

    Brought together by fate

    They bonded

     

    As they walked

    The lonely beaches.

     

    Oceans Dying

     

    The whole world

    Seems to be dying

     

    The world seems

    to be burning

     

    Wildfires everywhere.

    Megadrought out west,

     

    Monster storms everywhere,

    Leader’s dither and dather,

    doing nothing.

     

    but play the blame game

    As the oceans

    continue to die

     

    Climate is Changing

     

    climate is changing

    bad weather is everywhere

    California burns

     

    Evil Winds Haiku

     

    evil winds blowing

    California burning

    Santa Anna Wind

     

    What Do Trees Think of Us?

     

    what do the trees think

    About us human beings

    Do they fear humans?

     

     

    Walking along the Winter Korean Beach

     

    Walking along the

    Winter Korean Beach

    With the love of my life

    By my side,

     

    She looks at me

    With red hot love

    Flames shooting

    From her black eyes,

     

    Melting away my heart

    Driving out the cold

    of the winter beach.

     

    11 Winter Haiku/Senryu

    Published in Failed Haiku, December 2021

    As winter settles in, so too do the ghosts of memory, pandemic fears, and seasonal melancholy.

    These ten haiku and senryu reflect the emotional landscape of winter 2021·2022, a time marked by isolation and reflection. Originally published in Failed Haiku, this collection captures fleeting moments  of sorrow, resilience, and quiet contemplation.

    Winter Is Coming

     

    Winter is coming

    Cold winds whisper through the trees

    Christmas drawing near

     

    The COVID Virus

     

    The COVID virus

    Surging everywhere it seems

    Winter discontent

     

    Goodbye, 2021

     

    Winter is coming

    Two thousand twenty-two looms

    Goodbye, twenty-one

     

    Fading Memory

     

    2021

    Fading into memory

    Good riddance, we say

     

    Corona Ghosts Rise

    corona
    corona

    Dreading the winter

    Dreading more COVID to come

    Corona ghosts rise

     

    Winter Depression

     

    COVID fears re-emerging

    Travel restrictions return

    Winter is very cold

     

    Whispers in the Wind

     

    Winter is so cold

    With so many ghosts around

    Whispers in the wind

     

    COVID Ghosts Whisper

     

    COVID ghosts whisper

    Crying in the winter wind

    YouTube blues playing

     

    Corona Ghosts Dance

     

    Corona ghosts dance

    Wintertime sadness returns

    Recalling the lost

     

    Revelations

     

    Winter beginning death

    Are the end times coming soon?

    Revelations true?

     

    Snowing Winter Haiflu

     

    snowing winter night

    so many corona ghosts

    voices crying in the wind

     

     

    Sunsets of Love

    My favorite time of

    day

    Is sunset

     

    As the sun begins to set,

    I pour a glass of wine for my wife

    Or sometimes rum or whiskey

     

    And sit down for dinner.

    Drinking our drink

    While watching the sunset,

     

    Over the western sea.

    Sometimes,

    we take a walk

     

    At sunset and watch the sun

    Sink beneath the west sea

    Off Yeoungjong Island

     

    Near the Incheon airport town.

    We live on an island

    So, the sea is all around us,

     

    The park nearby

    It has splendid sea views.

     

    And the mountain top

    It is a great place

    To catch the sunset

     

    Over the nearby sea.

    My favorite sunset story

     

    Though comes from Barbados,

    In the Caribbean sea.

     

    At the right time,

    Of the year,

    Usually in winter,

     

    At sunset,

    When the weather

    cooperates

     

    With a few clouds

    in the sky

    As the sun sets,

     

    You might be lucky

    You might experience the green flash

    the entire sky turns bright green,

    for a flash of a second,

     

    then settles down

    into evening calm.

    I experienced it four times

     

    Four times in three years

    Always a special occasion.

     

    The locals always

    claim

     

    If you look for the green flash

    It will not flash

     

    But when you are

    ready

    It will show its magic

     

    And you will be lucky

    The next day.

     

    And we celebrated

    With a glass of Mt Guy rum

     

    A perfect way

    To end, a perfect sunset.

     

    But in the end,

    If I have

    my wife

    By my side,

     

    The sunset will always

    Be a magical ending

     

    For another day.

    In our earthy

    paradise,

     

    Spent with love

    Of my life

    by my side.

     

    The Elephant in the Room

    In watching

    the news coverage

     

    Of the rising crime wave

     

    There is one thing missing

    Everyone skirts around it

     

    No one wants to deal with it

    No one wants to talk

    about it

     

    No one wants to do anything else

     

    The elephant in the room.

     

    GUNS

     

    GUNS

     

    GUNS

     

    GUNS

     

    MORE GUNS

     

    GUNS FOR EVERYONE

     

    NO LIMITS

     

    NO LICENSE

     

    GO GET A GUN.

    And Blow Someone Away

     

    The result

     

    More deaths

     

    Guns kill people.

    That is what they

     

    Are designed to do

     

    That is Buddha nature

    Of guns after all.

     

    So easy to pull the

    trigger

     

    Blow someone away

    Dead people tell no tales.

     

    MUST

     

    GET

     

    MY

    GUN

     

    The elephant in the room

     

    Smiles

     

    The NRA smiles

    Their work is done.

     

    Contaza Love Poem

     

    On one fine day, she

    came to me

     

    She came to me

    in a dream that date

     

    Later I met her, it was fate.

    She was that I want

    to be

     

    Within weeks

    she became my life

     

    Months later she

    became my wife.

     

    When I saw her, I knew

    it was she

     

    The day we met,

    we went for food

     

    Seeing her there,

    lifted my mood.

     

    From that moment

    she would be mine.

     

    From that date we

    became we

     

    For that date

    in late September

     

    Is a date

    I will remember.

     

    Sam Adams Cutting Words

     

    Sam Adams

    Has a bitter sarcastic

    Cutting attitude

     

    Infamous for his

    Sam Adam’s wit

    Much feared and hated

     

    But many laughed along

     

    As his wit

    was just so funny

    Unless you were the

    victim

     

    Of his verbal cuts

    and put-downs.

     

    Often unloading

    on people

    His bitter sarcastic

    cuts

     

    Designed to humiliate

    And hurt,

    zeroing in on your faults.

     

    A true master

    Of the kiss up

    Kick down

    Intimidation philosophy of life.

     

    He was a verbal bully

    And like most bullies

    Could dish it out

     

    But I did not appreciate it

     

    When it was returned

    Back to him.

     

    What is Love Explained to a Space Alien

     

    One day a spaceship

    landed

    Near Sam Adams’s house,

     

    And a tall alien

    Dressed in silver

     

    Accompanied by three shorter aliens

    Came to his house.

    And told him,

    They were from the planet Sirius,

    And conducting a survey

     

    Of the earth,

    And had some

    questions

     

    For Sam Adams

     

    They had picked him,

    Because they considered him

    A subject matter expert

    On the topic of love.

     

    Which was one

    Of the five things,

    That they could not understand

     

    About humanity.

    No one else

    Among the one million

    Intelligent species,

    Had such a concept.

     

    Sam asked what the

    other things were

    That they did not understand

    They said,

     

    US and global

    politics,

    God

    Gun Violence

    Climate Change

     

    And finally, the issue of love,

     

    Sam told them,

    Let’s discuss these

    issues

     

    Over a beer,

    The beer is on me.

    Since you are visitors.

     

    When they got

    the Cosmos Bar

    Sam introduced them

    to the owner

     

    And ordered drinks

    The owner said to them,

     

    Space aliens drinking in my bar.

    Why not?

     

    And served them their drinks

    On the house, she said.

     

    The aliens said,

     

    Let’s start with love,

     

    Tell us what this thing is

    You called love,

     

    You see in the whole

    universe

    There is no such concept

    Of romantic love.

     

    In most cultures, there are marriages

    And most people are bisexual

    And group marriages are the norm

     

    Love is seen

    As merely sexual attraction

    And most people pick their partners

     

    From computer-generated links

    For we have figured

    it all out

     

    It simply matching attractions

    And computers can figure that out

     

    Not a big deal at all.

    But you persist in

    denying

     

    That love is nothing but

    A chemical DNA thing.

    Designed to promote

    Mating and carrying babies.

     

    Explain to me

     

    Since the media has dubbed you

    The most romantic man

    In the world

     

    So again, explain it

    to us

     

    What is love?

     

    Sam Adams answered

     

    It comes down to this

    Love is mysterious

    Love is magic.

     

    There is a certain Zen element

    To love

     

    A certain Taoist

    element as well

     

    Those who can define

    it

    Have never experienced it

     

    And those who have experienced it

    Can never describe it.

     

    Love is what it is

    And sometime

    It is what it ain’t.

     

    One cannot define it

    But you know it

    When it happens.

     

    One can say a few

    things

     

    Love happens

    When you least expect it.

     

    Love creeps up on you

    Love happens

    When you are washing dishes,

     

    Drinking wine.

    Dancing at a club

    Making love

    For the first time

     

    Or the 10,000th time,

    And every time

    It is different

     

    Then the time before.

    Love happens when you

    give up

     

    Searching for love,

    Waiting for love,

    Wishing for love,

     

    Wishing for the one.

    Then one day

    The one walks out

     

    Of your dreams,

    And into your life

    Becoming your spouse.

     

    He told them a story

     

    About his own love story,

     

    “One day, my spouse

    Was berating me

    For all my myriad faults

    All my sins against her

     

    My omissions and

    commissions

    Malfeasance and misfeasance

     

    Things I had done

    And things I had failed to do.

     

    All of which

    I acknowledged

    And apologized for

     

    But finally,

     

    I had enough

     

    I said,

     

    “Well, if I am so bad

    So horrible

    So evil a creature

    And a person you hate

    So much,

     

    Why

    Did you marry me?”

     

    She laughed,

     

    “Temporary insanity

    And I am still insane.

    Thirty-nine years later”.

     

    We both laughed

    And fell in love

    Again,

    As always,

     

    We fall in love

    With each other

    Every day,

    Every moment

    Every second

     

    We see each other.

     

    It dawned on Sam

    He had the answer

    To the question

     

    Told the Space aliens,

     

    “And that my space alien friends,

    Is the true unknowable madness

    The true Zen spirit of love”.

     

    “Let’s drink to

    the magic of love”.

     

    Finishing his beer

    and ordering

    Another round,

     

    The lead alien said

     

    “Well, that was

    interesting

     

    And I think we begin

    To understand you all

    A bit more.

     

    You are indeed

    The most interesting people

    In the whole universe

     

    And have the best

    beer

    Whiskey and coffee

     

    In the known universe”.

     

    And they drank

    And talked all night long

    Discussing everything

     

    Sam tried to answer

    their questions

     

    But he so many

    for them as well.

     

    They told Sam about

    the universe

     

    And our place in it

    And their plans for us.

     

    The bartender had

    Alerted the media

     

    Who showed up,

    at sunrise,

     

    as they were

    wrapping things up

     

    drinking coffee

    to finish the night.

     

    The aliens did an

    interview

     

    And said Sam had explained

    The greatest mystery of humanity

    What is love?

     

    And they said,

    We will be back soon

     

    Tell your leaders

    To expect us.

     

    And Sam,

     

    Next time,

    we will pick you up.

    Some drinks

    from our planet,

    And the drinks are on us.

     

    My Favorite Things

    wine
    wine

    These are among me

    favorite things

     

    Drinking coffee in the morning

    While watching the news

     

    And writing in my journals

    Recalling my dreams.

     

    Talking to my wife

     

    When she wakes up

    Filling the room

    With the light

     

    Of her love.

    Dispatching me

    nightmares

     

    Replacing them

    With love and happiness.

     

    Drinking tea

    In the afternoon

     

    As I work on my blog.

     

    Evening drinking wine

    At sunset

     

    With my wife

    The love of my life.

     

    By my side

    If I have her

     

    I am the richest person

    In the world.

     

    Neo-50ths Return of the Red Menace

     

    Sometimes watching the news

    Particularly FOX news

    One would think

    That we are living in 1955

     

    Repeat after me

     

    The democrats are not communist

    There are no communists left

    Communists are dead.

     

    One would think

    That we are living

    In the red scare

    Of the 1950s

     

    Repeat after me

     

    The democrats are not communist

    There are no communists left

    Communists are dead.

     

    When communism

    Was a real threat

    To American style capitalism

     

    Repeat after me

     

     

    The democrats are not communist

    There are no communists left

    Communists are dead.

     

    They call the democrats

    Communists, socialists, and sometimes

    Fascists

     

    As if these three things

    Are the same

     

    Repeat after me

     

     

    The democrats are not communist

    There are no communists left

    Communists are dead.

     

    And they have resurrected

    Some of the overheated rhetoric

    Of that era

     

    Repeat after me

     

    The democrats are not communist

    There are no communists left

    Communists are dead.

     

    But fortunately

    Most people are not buying

    What they are selling

     

    Repeat after me

     

    The democrats are not communist

    There are no communists left

    Communists are dead.

     

    Most people don’t think

    That the communists are out

    To destroy America

     

    Repeat after me

     

    The democrats are not communist

    There are no communists left

    Communists are dead.

     

    Realizing that there

    are no communists

    Left in the world

     

    Except for a few hard-core

    believers.

    in Berkeley

     

    Even the Chinese

    Are not communist anymore

     

    Repeat after me

     

    The democrats are not communists

    There are no communists left

    Communists are dead.

     

    Communism died in 1990

    Some

    of the MAGA crowd

     

    Don’t know that

    Because they have

    been brainwashed

     

    for on the fox alternative world

    it is still 1955

    communists are out to get you

    and scary brown people too!

     

    And LGBTQ people

    Are out to turn you gay

     

    Or perhaps

     

    They  have been asleep

    Since 1990.

     

    Speaker Johnson

    How can you say

    That everyone going

    To the No Kings Day Protest

    Is  a communist

     

    And it is being organized

    And funded by the communist party

     

    By Communist Chinese

    or North Korean money

    secretly laundered through

    George Soros’ foundation?

     

     

    There are only

    10,000 CPA members

    Left alive

     

    And 7 million patriotic Americans

    Showed up

    They can’t all be communists can

    they?

     

    Repeat after me

     

    The democrats are not communist

    There are no communists left

    Communism is dead

     

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    One of my pet peeves is Stores putting out Halloween decorations in July!

    Here are my Halloween stories and poems written over the years

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    Halloween Poems and Stories

    Pumpkin Spice Latte Halloween

    On Halloween Eve

    All Hell Breaks Out

    Day One October 19, 2020 Contemplating The Falling Leaves Of Autumn
    Day 2 October 2020 Nightmares Scenes From A Hellish Nightmare
    Day 3 October 21, 2020 Maid Laird Strikes Again Tanka (Halloween Challenge Day 3)
    Day 4 October 22, 20202 Ghost Poem Corona Ghosts March On Who Demanding Justice
    Day 5, October 23, 2020 Ekphrastic Challenge The Grim Reaper Comes For Us
    Day 6 October 24, 2020 Pumpkin Patch Great Pumpkin Rises Again
    Day 7 October 25., 2020 Haunted House The Haunted House At The End Of The World
    Day 8 October 26, 2020– The Door Slammed Loudly I Was Home Alone
    Day 9 October 27, 2020 Dark Prophecy-Fascism Comes To America – Halloween Challenge Day 9
    Day 10, October 28, 2020 My Mother’s Secrets Conversation With A Ghost -Halloween Contest Day 10 Spooky Conversation
    Day 11, October 29, 2020 Costume Halloween Party From Hell
    Day 12 October 30, 2020 Halloween Costume Party
    Day 13, October 31, 2020 Trick Or Treating In The Era Of Covid

    Vault 56 Words Pensively 101 Prompt

    Corona Mask

    Writing Com Challenge October 13 To October 31

    Fifty Word Prose Horror Poems Published In Every Writer

     

    The Mad Laird Strikes Again

    The Mad Bagpiper Of Berkeley

    General Corona Got Your Baby

    Waiting For The Grim Reaper

    Wild Things Run Amuck

    Screaming News Drives Me Mad

    Corona Horror Haiku

    The Mad Laird Strikes Again Haiku
    In The Scottish Moors
    Hearing The Bagpipes
    Mad Laird Runs At You
    The Mad Bagpiper Of Berkeley Haiku

    General Corona Got Your Baby

    The Mad Corona  General

    Waiting For The Grim Reaper

    Wild Things Run Amuck Haiku

    Screaming News Drives Me Mad Haiku

    The Mad Laird Strikes Again

    The Mad Bagpiper Of Berkeley

    General Corona Got Your Baby

    Waiting For The Grim Reaper

    Wild Things Run Amuck

    The Gorgon Of Bangkok

    Halloween Arrives Haiku

    Giant Spaceships Arrive

    The Aliens Took Over The Earth In A Night Of Violence And Terror.

    One Sunday Morning At 9 Am The Animals Of The World All Woke Up

    Halloween Banned

    Halloween Party Ends Up In Hell

    The Witches’s Halloween

    Halloween Nightmares

    Tell No One

    The Haunted Forest In Tilden Park

    The Great Pumpkin Emerges On Halloween

    Melissa Summons The Dark Lord

    The Grim Reaper Gathers His Posse

    Haunted House Acrostic

    Frankenstein’s Monster Kills Him

    The Legend Of Dracula

    Jack Skelton Cinquin

    Morticia Adams Free Verse

    Nightmare Visions

    Joe Lewis Meets the Grim Reaper 

    Halloween Coming Too Soon

    Last July

    Cosco, and Home Depot

    Started showing Halloween decorations

    Even Christmas Decorations.

     

    Months before the hollidays

    Perhaps in a desperate attempt

    To get shoppers in the mood

    To buy buy buy

    For the holidays.

     

    Meanwhile on the streets

    Of Medford

    Halloween decorations appeared

    In September!

     

    Ugh enough

    Too much I say,

     

    Recalling that when

    I was a young lad

    Halloween decorations.

     

    Appears in the stores

    In Early October

    As it should be.

     

    And Christmas decorations

    Appeared in late November.

     

    Early July for Halloween

    Way to early

    I think.

    “ON Halloween Eve” – This poem features goblins, ghosts, and wild things coming out to play on Halloween Eve1.

     

    On Halloween Eve

    Goblins, ghosts, and wild things

    Come out to hunt us

    “All Hell Breaks Loose” – A poem about the gates of hell opening on Halloween night, leading to a night of sheer terror and mayhem2.

    ON Halloween night the gates of hell open

    All Hell Breaks Loose

    by jake cosmos aller

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    Halloween In June

    “Halloween Challenge 13 Poems” – A collection of 13 Halloween-themed poems written for the Local Gems Halloween Chapbook competition3.

     

    https://theworldaccordingtocosmos.com/local-gems…/

     

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    Local Gems Press

     

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    Contemplating the Falling Leaves of Autumn

     

    Walking the path
    In the forest near my house
    Every day I see the changing colors
    Of the fall season

     

    Always a time for reflection
    For contemplation
    Thinking about the past
    And the future

     

    As I contemplate each step
    The vivid colors of the fall
    a forecast of the coming winter
    peaking about my birthday
    contemplation of life

    and the path I have taken

    looking at the love of my life
    fills me joy and laughter
    dispelling the moodiness
    of fall

    Scenes from a Hellish Nightmare

    Note: From a real nightmare End Note

     

    I am in a room
    Drinking at a party
    And smoking weed
    Drinking up a storm

    20 drinks too sober
    Watching people all around me

    Change into hideous creatures
    Monsters from the deepest depths of hell

    Everyone in the room
    Has been transformed except me

     

    The Chief of them all
    Wears a Trumpian mask
    Complete with orange hair
    Half-human half pig

    His deputy
    Wears the face of Putin
    But his body
    Half-human, half-horse,

     

    The other creatures wear masks
    Many of them wear
    Green Pepe the alt-right
    Symbolic frog masks

     

    And have T-shirts
    Bearing alt right slogans
    And Nazi symbols

     

    And as they prance about
    They chant alt. Right slogans
    And neo-Nazi chants
    Jews will not replace us

     

    And the rest of these creatures
    Are hideous ugly beasts
    Apes, cannibals, demons, dwarfs,
    Goblins, leprechauns, Imps, monsters, orcs,
    Pirates, satyrs, werewolves, Zombies,

     

    With only a vestige of humanity left
    And these monsters are engaged
    In all sorts of foul evil deeds

     

    Murder violence death
    All around ,
    And non-stop

    violent drug-fueled orgies

    As these creatures

    Half-human, half-monsters,
    Half-male, half-female creatures

    Snort coke, cocaine, speed
    Drop acid, Smoke weed
    drink vodka shots
    Scotch, bourbon, beer

     

    The Trumpian Pig leads the charge
    Starts engaging in sodomy with Putin
    Who chases after people

    Cutting off their heads with his sword

    They turn on to their fellow creatures

    Raping and killing each other
    and eating their fellow creatures
    All night long

     

    Then they attack me
    Screaming

    Jews will not replace us

    And I wake up

    Screaming
    As the sun comes up
    Just another nightmare

     

    Maid Laird Strikes Again Tanka (Halloween Challenge Day 3)

     

    walking the Scottish Moors
    Sam encounters the mad laird
    The mad laird haunting
    Stalking the lone hikers
    Killing them cut off their heads

     

    Corona Ghosts are Angry

    ghosts
    ghosts

    The corona ghosts meet up in Limbo
    One million corona ghosts
    From all over the world

    The corona ghosts are angry

    Their voices not heard
    Just echoes in the wind

     

    They decide to manifest themselves
    To haunt the WH, the congress
    The state capitols

    The world capitols
    In a one day massive
    Corona ghost protest

     

    The corona ghosts swarm the WH
    Overwhelming the secret service

    Demanding to meet the president

    He came out
    Met with them

     

    General Corona appeared
    And the President
    Joined the Corona ghosts

    In the end

    Just another Corona ghost

    The Grim Reaper comes for us

    Sam Adams knew that his time was up
    He knew for he had a forewarning

    In his dream, he saw the Grim reaper
    Waiting for him

    Along highway 666

    grimm reaper
    grimm reaper

    Beckoning him to join him
    On the back of his cursed Harley
    To ride down the highway to hell

     

    Sam got up
    Got his will updated
    Looked at his wife

    One last time

    Prayed to the gods

    All of them
    To send him to the other place

     

    Rather that the hell
    That the grim reaper
    Had promised him

     

    There was a knock on the door
    A telegram had arrived

     

    It said
    Your appointment for judgment
    Is today

     

    You may end up in the other place
    Be prepared and be afraid

    Your ride arrives at midnight

    At midnight
    The grim reaper
    Dressed in black leather
    Arrived on his cursed Harley

    Said your ride awaits
    Fortunate one

     

    We are going to limbo
    Where you will wait
    With the others
    To hear your fate

     

    And away they went
    Down the celestial highway
    Bypassing highway 666

    Exiting in limbo

    He walked into a huge hallway

    Thousands of people milling around

    He looked up at the signs

    Welcome to Limbo
    No talking
    No smoking
    No phone usage – no reception anyway

     

    Wait your turn
    For your judgment date
    The hour is late

    But you will learn your fate
    On this your cosmic judgment date

     

    His number is called
    He walks up

    The angel bureaucrat
    Dressed in a Mr. Smith black suit
    Holds a hand-held computer

    His life flashes on the screen
    65 years condensed

    Into a one minute video

     

    An amber light flashes

    The bureaucrat reads the judgment

     

    Mr. Sam Adams

    You are given five more years
    Get your act together

     

    Do good deeds

    When you come back

    You will face one last judgment

    He walks outside

    A taxi awaits
    Takes him home

     

    He wakes up
    Drinks coffee with his wife

    And the day resumes

    Great Pumpkin Rising again

     

     

    great pumpkin
    great pumpkin

    Lonely Linus sits in his pumpkin patch
    With snoopy his faithful delusional dog
    Waiting for the Great Pumpkin

     

    An annual ritual
    Only Linus knows
    That the Great Pumpkin exists

    No one else knows
    No one else cares

    Linus prepares for another night

    Then the great pumpkin arises

    A ghostly spirit
    Comes out of the moonlight

     

    Who dare calls me
    The great pumpkin demands

    Who is ready to die?

     

    It is I, Linus, your biggest supporter

    Tell me oh Great Pumpkin
    What is your wish?

     

    The great pumpkin growls

    Tell your folks to vote

    Time for the orange man

    to meet his doom

     

    The great pumpkin laughs
    His visage appears
    On the TV networks

    The great pumpkin demands
    President Trump

    Time to meet your maker

     

    And dispatches General Corona
    To finish the job

    Linus is given his heart’s desires

    To become a great man

    Lord of all he surveys
    With Snoopy by his side

     

    The great pumpkin smiles

    Giving a ride to Linus

    who rides into the future ,
    On the back of the great pumpkin

     

    The Haunted House at the End of the World

    There is an old long-abandoned ruined house
    On the edge of a forest in the hills,
    About an hour out of the town of Medford
    Overlooking the Rogue River valley

    The house was once a mansion
    But over time it became semi-ruined

    The old man who lived there
    Became a hermit seldom going out

     

    No one really knew him
    He kept to himself

     

    Then one day

    General corona came for a visit
    The old man became nothing
    But another corona ghost

     

    The house continued standing looking out
    On the hill overlooking the valley

    Now filled with corona ghosts
    As General Corona wiped out,
    The entire valley of all humanity

    The Door Slammed Loudly I Was Home Alone

     

    I was all alone
    Watching the morning news

    Filled with omens,

    Dangerous thoughts,

    Nightmarish reality,

     

    A thousand people a day dying,

    Fires burning,

    Storms churning,

    Black lives dying,

    Protestors clashing

    Election day looming,

    End of the world feelings

    The door slammed loudly

    I yell out

    Who’s there

     

    Nothing but corona ghosts
    Crying in the wind

    Dark Prophecy-Fascism Comes to America – Halloween

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    trump jpg

    Back in 2016 when I was traveling
    Across the country with my wife
    I had a series of darkly prophetic dreams
    I dreamt that Donald Trump would be elected
    And usher in a slide towards fascism

     

    And unfortunately, I was right
    So, what are my dreams telling me now
    What are my prophetic nightmares

    Will they come true again?

    I dream that Donald Trump was anointed

    By the Supreme Court which ruled
    That given the potential for fraud
    All mail in ballots would be tossed aside
    And Donald Trump who had lost the popular vote
    Once again won in the electoral college

     

    He vowed retribution against his enemies
    The fake media and the millions of people
    Who dared to vote against him

    He called upon his supporters
    To go forth and rough up

    Fuck up as he put it
    Liberals and anti-Americans

    Declared martial law

    Protests would be illegal
    The military would enforce the decree
    And they did sending troops across the land

    Declared that the democratic party
    Was anti-American

    And he would not allow them
    To serve in Congress, or the Senate

     

    The SC refused to rule against him
    Thus fascism came to America

    And my dark prophecy came true

     My Mother’s Secrets Conversation With A Ghost –

    My mother died in 2007
    We buried her in Berkeley
    Near her house

     

    Whenever I am in the area
    I drop by
    And talk with her
    Imaging she is there

     

    One day when I dropped by
    I asked her about
    Many things in her past

    For she took so many secrets
    With her to her grave

     

    So Mary, quite contrary
    Tell me the truth now

    Tell me about your past life
    Tell me your secrets

     

    I heard a voice
    Crying out in the wind

    John John John
    Do you want to really know
    My secrets?

     

    I responded

    Yes I do

    She whispered them to me
    But made me vow
    To keep her secrets
    And take them to my grave

     

    And so I can not
    Must not reveal
    All the shocking stories
    Of her life

     

    She told me that I needed
    To also talk to my father
    For he too had secrets

    To tell me

    I told her

    That I would at some point
    Make a visit
    To the family grave
    In Yakima

     

    And finally learn
    The family secrets
    They should have told me
    While they were alive

    Halloween Poem Costumes from Hell

     

    I am at a Halloween party
    Everyone is wearing a costume
    Including me

    I am dressed like an ancient King
    My wife is dressed as the angel she is
    The party turns wild
    Everyone is getting high

    Drinking up a storm
    Smoking weed
    Snorting coke
    Dropping acid

    The music is wild and crazy
    Then through the fog of it all
    I see the devil
    Parading in front of the crowd

    Screaming death
    To all democrats

    Trump and Putin appear together
    Running into the crowds
    The crowd chatting lock him up
    Lock him up

    Biden is paraded in front
    Of the blood thirsty crowd

    The devil yells off with his head
    Putin and Trump
    Behead him
    Screaming like escaped banshees
    I try to wake up from this nightmare

    Realizing it is all live
    On CNN

    And I am dead
    The world has ended
    Evil has triumphed
    Once again

    Halloween Costume Party

    I am at a Halloween costume party
    Dressed like an ancient laird
    Angela is dressed in a red devil custom
    And we are having a good time

     

    Everyone is getting wild
    And frisky
    Soon the mood turns dark
    And foul

     

    Bad craziness fills the room
    The devil makes his appearance
    And we realize

    We are all doomed
    To end our life

    At this party

    Where we all become
    Children of the damn

     Trick or Treating In The Era Of Covid

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    covid 19

     

    Halloween in the era of covid
    So strange
    With the covid virus
    Ever lurking

    With CDC

    discouraging trick or tweeting
    With masks on every face

    Everyone

    wearing a costume

    The trick is not to get sick

    The treat is still the candy
    The goal of all children
    Everywhere

    Candy more candy
    Visits to the dentist be damned

    Hopefully General Corona
    Will keep his troops at bay

     

    Dark Secrets

    I have a secret vault in my mind
    It is a dark corner of my soul
    Where I hide away

    All the dark dangerous thoughts
    That come out

    4 am 0 dark hundred
    When the wild things
    Escape their leashes

    Screaming like escaped banshees
    Then with the dawning light
    I put them back into the vault

    masked woman
    masked woman

     

    My corona mask
    Hiding my face behind it
    Hiding my fears

    My wife removing the mask
    Seeing my lovely face

    The Mad Laird Strikes Again

     

    Sam Adams is doing a Scottish walkabout. There were rumors of a mad laird killing hikers along the lonely moors. He heard bagpipes in the fog then saw a man on a black horse who ran after him with a machete, screaming, “Do you believe in Ghosts now? “

     

    The Mad Bagpiper of Berkeley

    Sam Adams had heard rumors of a mad bagpiper serial killer lurking about Tilden park in Berkeley. Then he ran into the mad bagpiper in the lonely backcountry. The man ran after him, killing him with a machete. They found his body cut up and cooked by a camp-fire.

     

    General Corona Got Your Baby

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    corona

    The mad General Corona, riding his black horse came out of the woods, and screamed at Sam Adams, saying “You got the Corona Virus; I am the general.

    Your ass is grass and I am the lawnmower.” Prepare to die a long painful death and he breathed on him.

     

    Waiting for the Grim Reaper

     

    Sam Adams found himself in Limbo. Waiting for his appointment with the Grim Reaper. Finally, his number was called. The Grim Reaper said his number was up and it was time for judgment day. “Whether it would be hell or heaven was beyond his pay grade”. The Grim reaper laughed.

    Wild Things Run Amuck

     

    0 dark hundred arrives. Insomnia set in. Sam Adams tossed and turned waiting for the wild things to come out for their nightly assault. Evil monstrous creatures from the darkest corner of his hell ran about screaming at him: torturing him until the dawning sun drove them back to hell.

     

    Screaming News Drives Me Mad

     

    Sam Adams fell asleep after watching the screaming media scream about the fires, storms, covid, political madness. Sam saw the devil programming madness on his computers. The devil, surrounded by the demons, orcs, dwarfs and monsters of hell, turns to him smiling, saying his time in hell would come soon.

     

    The Mad Laird Strikes Again
    1

    In the Scottish Moors
    mad laird waits to kill hikers
    death waiting for you

    hearing the bagpipes
    old man appears in the fog
    riding a black horse

    Mad laird runs at you
    Holding a black machete,
    screaming “Do you believe in Ghosts

    The Mad Bagpiper of Berkeley

     

     

    1

    In the Berkeley Hills
    Rumors of mad bagpiper
    Fears and terror

    2

    Encountering it
    the mad bagpiper in the hills
    they found his body

    3

    The mad bagpiper
    Plays mournful tune as kills
    As you become ghost

     

    General Corona Got Your Baby
    1

    The mad General
    Corona riding black horse
    Leading his army of bots

    2

    Encountering his breath
    You begin to scream
    as you cough dying breath

    Waiting for the Grim Reaper

     

    1wake up in Limbo.
    Waiting for his appointment
    with the Grim Reaper.

    2

    Finally his number
    The Grim Reaper said number was up
    tti was the time for judgement day. “

    .

    Whether it would be
    hell or heaven beyond his paygrade
    The Grim reaper laughed.

    Wild Things Run Amuck
    1

    At 0 dark hundred.
    Deep Insomnia set in.
    Tossing and turning

    2

    waiting for wild things
    to come out for their assault.
    Evil monstrous creatures

    3

    from the dark corner
    of hell ran about screaming
    torturing his soul

    4

    the dawning sun light
    drove them all back to their hell.
    Wild things fading

    The Mad Laird Strikes Again

     

    Sam Adams is doing a Scottish walk about.

     

    There were rumors of a mad laird

    killing hikers along the lonely moors.

     

    He heard bagpipes in the fog

    then saw a man on a black horse who ran after him with a machete,

    screaming “Do you believe in Ghosts now? “

    The Mad Bagpiper of Berkeley

     

    Sam Adams had heard rumors

    of a mad bagpiper serial killer
    lurking about Tilden Park in Berkeley.

     

    Then he ran into the mad bagpiper

    in the lonely back country.
    The man ran after him

     

     

    The gorgon of Bangkok

     

    Sam Adams
    Was drinking alone
    In the Cosmos Bar

     

    an evil degraded bar
    On the bad side of life

    in Soi Cowboy

     

    In the city of Angels
    Bangkok

    Twenty drinks too sober

    Drinking by himself
    With his buddies

    Jack Daniels, Jim Beam, Johnny Walker
    Evan Walker, Mr. Bullet, Old Granddad

     

    Ordering one scotch, one bourbon, and a beer
    From the lovely half-naked bartender

    He looks up at the stage

    Dancing on the stage

    Was a naked vision of delight
    As he looked at her

    She began to turn

    into a hideous monstrous figure

     

    Two-three faces appeared at once
    The naked bartender had warned him

    That the gorgon of Bangkok
    Would be dancing tonight

     

    All men desired her
    And if she chose you
    You would die

    a thousand deaths

    Of erotic pleasure

    As she took your soul away
    Straight to hell

     

    Sam thought to himself

    Why the hell not

    I am drinking

    my way to hell anyway
    And continued to stare
    At the gorgon

     

    She smiled

    And had her way with him
    He left with her

    Went to her room
    She took off the clothes

     

    He found himself naked in hell
    Where the devil welcomes him

    Saying have another drink,

    my friend

    Welcome to hell

    the party center
    Of the universe

     

    He drank and partied all night
    With the gorgon of Bangkok

     

    Waking up dead
    Just another dead

    male farang
    In the city of angels

     

    Halloween arrives

    Hot Pumpkin Spice Latte

    “Recipe for fall”

    Halloween Banned

    Halloween Banned as a Satanic Pagan Holiday Writing Com

    36 lines

    The Christian States of America
    Imposed Christian fascism
    On the old United States in 2030.

    The government outlawed
    The observation
    Of anti-Christian holidays.

    Banning observing
    Diwali, Rosh Khana
    Other Jewish and Muslim holidays.

    MLK Day, June Tenth Day
    Black, Asian, Hispanic, and woman
    History months.

    But they reserved
    Thier greatest scorn
    For Halloween, October 31

    Banned as an anti-Christian
    Neo-pagan, satanic
    Wicked Wiccan holiday.

    But in California, the left cost,
    East Coast big cities,
    Hotbeds of resistance,

    People celebrated Halloween
    On October 30,
    Which was not banned.

    The custom was to dress up in costumes,
    Mocking the new leaders,
    Wearing nazi uniforms with swastikas.
    .
    Going door to door, trick or tweeting
    People gave candy, money
    Or words of encouragement.

    But secret supporters,
    Of the Christian State
    So- Called Christians

    Would shoot at them.
    Calling them pawns of Satan
    Who deserved to be sent to Hell.

    There is a new prompt up in “The Writer’s Cramp” – and if you write the best story or poem (and follow all of the rules) you just might win 10,000 GPs.

    ” WINNER AND NEW PROMPT DUE MON OCT 30″ 17 hours 22 minutes 30 seconds
    Write a story or poem about a group of children who go trick or treating in their neighborhood on the WRONG day (any day except one in October). Include the WHY they are trick or treating on the wrong day – and WHAT their neighbors give them instead of candy, if anything?

    Note: hating on Halloween is a thing see the Bing Ai Response below;

    Halloween is a holiday that has been celebrated for more than a thousand years. It originated as a religious observance and became increasingly secular over the centuries until its religious trappings all but disappeared. Today, Halloween is considered a holiday for dress-up and fun, especially for children 1.
    However, some people object to celebrating Halloween for various reasons. Some religious families may find the holiday’s pagan roots and association with witchcraft and the occult objectionable 2. Some schools have banned Halloween celebrations altogether in light of these concerns 2. Others may object to the holiday’s commercialization and the pressure to spend money on costumes, decorations, and candy 2.
    It’s important to note that while some people may object to celebrating Halloween, many others enjoy the holiday’s festive spirit and traditions. Ultimately, whether or not to celebrate Halloween is a personal choice that depends on one’s beliefs and values.

    The Grim Reaper Gathers His Posse

    It was Halloween night
    A night that all the denizens
    Of hell loved
    For on that night
    All of hell would break put
    They would celebrate their annual escape
    For on Halloween they are allowed
    To go to the surface sunlit lands
    For a night of drinking,
    Drugging and wilding
    As bad craziness descends
    Upon the land

    The grim reaper and his posse
    Dressed up as cosmic court jesters
    Dressed as fools

    They descended upon the world
    And a night of chaos fell upon the land
    Thousands died, as the Grim reaper
    Added to his quota
    Bonus kills were bonus points
    He returned to hell with his minions
    And the souls of the dead
    Who soon became mere ghosts
    Their voices crying in the wind
    Echoing through time

     

    Halloween Party Ends Up in Hell Writers’ Cramp

    24 lines

    On Halloween night
    Sam Adams fell asleep
    After a night of partying at the local bars
    Dressed in his Halloween “Trump” costume.

    He finds himself In a room in a haunted house
    A sexy as hell, half-naked, wicked, wild. witch greets him
    Giving him a hot drink.

    He takes the drink
    Soon notices the other people
    In the room were demons, a ghost,
    goblins, orcs, or a zombie

    The devil speaks up
    Welcome to hell, my friend.

    He wakes up naked in bed,
    With the naked, sexy, wild, wicked witch
    Wondering what had happened.

    His phone pings
    You have been given a reprieve
    See you in a few years

    Your friend,

    The Grim Reaper

     

    the haunted House

     

    .A night when worlds collide.

    Unleashing wild things upon the world.

    No one can escape.

     

    Terror and mayhem.

    Everywhere one goes.

    During the long nightmares.

     

    Horrid nightmarishly real creatures.

    Overwhelming the world.

    Until the dawning sun.

    Sends them back to hell.

    Every Halloween the horror returns.

    5-7-5 Recipe For Fall

     

    “ON Halloween Eve” – This poem features goblins, ghosts, and wild things coming out to play on Halloween Eve1.

     

    On Halloween Eve

    Goblins, ghosts, and wild things

    Come out to hunt us

     

     

    “All Hell Breaks Loose” – A poem about the gates of hell opening on Halloween night, leading to a night of sheer terror and mayhem2.

    ON Halloween night the gates of hell open

    All Hell Breaks Loose

    Halloween In June

    “Halloween Challenge 13 Poems” – A collection of 13 Halloween-themed poems written for the Local Gems Halloween Chapbook competition3.

     

    dark poetry

    Local Gems Press

    https://www.localgemspoetrypress.com/#:~:text=Local%20Gems%20Press%20is%20dedicated%20to%20providing%20quality,used%20to%20change%20the%20world%20for%20the%20better.

     

    Walking the path
    In the forest near my house
    Every day I see the changing colors
    Of the fall season

     

    Always a time for reflection
    For contemplation
    Thinking about the past
    And the future

     

    As I contemplate each step
    The vivid colors of the fall
    a forecast of the coming winter
    peaking about my birthday

    contemplation of life

    and the path I have taken
    looking at the love of my life
    fills me joy and laughter
    dispelling the moodiness
    of the fall season

    Scenes from a Hellish Nightmare

    Note: From a real nightmare End Note

    I am in a room
    Drinking at a party

    And smoking weed
    Drinking up a storm

    20 drinks too sober
    Watching people all around me

    Change into hideous creatures

    Monsters from the deepest depths of hell
    Everyone in the room
    Has been transformed except me

     

    The Chief of them all
    Wears a Trumpian mask
    Complete with orange hair
    Half-human half pig

     

    His deputy
    Wears the face of Putin
    But his body
    Half-human, half-horse,

    The other creatures wear masks
    Many of them wear

    Green Pepe the alt-right
    Symbolic frog masks

    And have T-shirts

    Bearing alt right slogans
    And Nazi symbols

    And as they prance about
    They chant alt. Right slogans

    And neo-Nazi chants
    Jews will not replace us

    And the rest of these creatures
    Are hideous ugly beasts

    Apes, cannibals, demons, dwarfs,
    Goblins, leprechauns, Imps, monsters, orcs,
    Pirates, satyrs, werewolves, Zombies,

     

    With only a vestige of humanity left
    And these monsters are engaged

    In all sorts of foul evil deeds

    Murder violence death
    All around ,

    And non-stop
    violent drug-fueled orgies

     

    As these creatures
    Half-human, half-monsters,
    Half-male, half-female creatures

     

    Snort coke, cocaine, speed
    Drop acid, Smoke weed
    drink vodka shots
    Scotch, bourbon, beer

    The Trumpian Pig leads the charge
    Starts engaging in sodomy with Putin

    Who chases after people
    Cutting off their heads with his sword

    They turn on to their fellow creatures

    Raping and killing each other
    and eating their fellow creatures
    All night long

     

    Then they attack me
    Screaming

    Jews will not replace us

    And I wake up

    Screaming

    As the sun comes up
    Just another nightmare

    Maid Laird Strikes Again Tanka (Halloween Challenge Day 3)

     

    walking the Scottish Moors
    Sam encounters the mad laird
    The mad laird haunting
    Stalking the lone hikers
    Killing them cut off their heads

     

    The Legend of Dracula

     

    Count Dracula

    Was a misunderstood man

    Sure, he was a vampire

     

    And loved killing people

    But the people he killed

    Needed killing he thought

    To himself

     

    As he prepared to go out

    For his midnight rounds

    He was getting hungrier

    Ready for his midnight snack

     

    He was ready

    To go out

    And get things done

    Things that needed doing

     

    A Vampire’s day

    Is never done

    He thought

     

    The Ballade of Frankenstein

     

    Dr. Frankenstien

    Woke up excited

    Today is the day

    For his big experiment.

     

     

    He got to work

    Putting things together

    Getting his supplies

    Making a list.

     

    That evening he went out

    To a graveyard

    He needed a freshly

    dead corpse

     

    he rushed home

    turned on his devices

    powering it up

    and brought back the dead.

     

    And his creature,

    his magnificent creation

    Woke up and saw him

     

    And killed him in a fit of rage

    Frankenstein’s monster was a serial murderer.

    Zombie Nightmares Zombies

     

    Zombies

    Nightmare creatures

    Haunting my dark nightmares

    Come to life at o dark hundred
    can’t sleep

     

    O Dark Hundred is a military/intel jargon for the time two to three hours before dawn when military operatives wake up for dawn operations. Depending upon location and time of year, it is between 2 a.m. and 6 a.m.  I often have nightmares at O Dark Hundred, which for me, is usually between 3 a.m. to 5 a.m.

    .

    The Adams Family

     

    Growing up

    One of my favorite shows

    Was the Adams Family

     

    My favorite character was Morticia Adams

    Who to me

    was the sexiest woman alive!

    Boy did I lust after her

     

    She was my fatal attraction

    Kind of women

     

    Tall, with all the curves

    In all the right places

     

    With brunet Hair

    Black blazing eyes

    Sexy alto voice

    With a foreign accent

     

    A total

    bad ass babe!

    with a great ass

     

    I also liked Cousin Fester

    And It the hand

     

    Nightmare Visions

     

    Joe Lewis woke up in a dark and forbidding forest, not knowing how he had gotten there or where he was. He looked around and saw them staring at him. Hideous nightmarishly real creatures from his worst nightmares, looking at him with hatred blazing from their blood-red eyes.

     

    He saw aliens. apes, banshees, bats, bewitching beautiful yet deadly siren

    bureaucrats,  bigfoot. centaurs, Cerberus. cheetahs. cobra. chupacabra, evil clones, coyotes, coydogs, crows,  cthulu. delusional dolls, demons, devils, dinosaurs, Dagon, dragons, dwarfs,  Frankenstein monsters, fairies, freaks, gangbangers, gangstas, gators, ghosts, ghouls, giant ants, giant lobsters, giant spiders, giant wasps, giants, goblins, Godzilla, hell hounds, holocausts, Illuminati throwbacks, imperials stormtroopers, imps, leprechauns, two-headed monsters, lions,  lucifer,  mafia-made men, masked marauders, Mothra, minion, moms for liberty, monsters,  naked incubi, odious officials, orcs, ravens, raving lunatics, pirates, politicians, reporters,  satyrs, scorpions, serpents, snakes, supply side Jesus, special forces soldiers, drugged youth, TV pundits, succubae, succubae, terrifying tarantulas, tigers, trump, unidentifiable underlings, vampires, vicious vultures. warlocks,  werewolves, wild things, winged monkeys, witches, wolves. wraths, yellow jackets, yeti, and zombies.

    The head creature, a half human pig with two heads, Putin and Trump yelled out

    “All humans must die. After him.”

    They began chasing him through the forest.  He woke up alone in his room with two naked dead ladies in bed. Not knowing how he had gotten there.’’

    Based on a recent nightmare.

    Joe Lewis Meets the Grim Reaper

     published in Spillwords 

    Joe Lewis was a retired, recently divorced US govbot on what was supposed to be his last fling. He died one night after drinking too much on Halloween, under a sinister full moon, in a bar known as the Cosmos. The bar was in a wretched, forgotten alley in Bangkok’s Soi Cowboy. 

    He awoke, not in a bed, but in a primordial, dark jungle. The air was a suffocating blanket of heat and humidity, thick with the cloying, metallic stench of fresh blood and the sickly-sweet decay of ancient vegetation. He sensed them before he saw them: a hundred malevolent, hungry eyes watching from the gloom. As a foul, oily fog lifted, a grotesque, blood-red moon painted the forest in a hue of madness, and he saw what had been waiting. 

    Before him was a vision ripped from the deepest pits of a fever dream. A monstrous procession of horrors from every dark legend imaginable: giant apes, shrieking banshees, skeletal figures, and things with far too many limbs. Cthulhu, its tentacles dripping with unholy ichor, slithered next to a snarling Cerberus. Raptors and a T. rex stalked alongside demons, while faceless things with glowing eyes watched from the shadows. The list was a litany of damnation: dragons, hellhounds, giant insects, witches, wraiths, and grotesque aberrations that defied description. They were all staring at him with a single, unified hatred. The mob was led by a grotesque, malformed abomination—a two-headed, half-centaur, half-pig creature with the leering, familiar faces of Putin and Trump. 

    The monstrosity’s mouths opened in a wet, guttural roar that echoed across the jungle. “After him!” it shrieked. “All humans must die! Kill Joe Lewis!” 

    The very ground beneath his feet turned against him. The trees, their gnarled branches twisting into skeletal claws, reached out to trip him as he ran. The pack of horror movies surged forward. The hunters and soldiers fired not with guns, but with flaming arrows and semi-automatic weapons that spat raw hellfire, illuminating the night sky with a terrifying glow. Giant crows, their eyes burning like embers, dive-bombed him, their beaks aimed at his eyes. The rest of the creatures closed in, their unified chant a chilling mantra: “Death to all humans! Death to Joe Lewis!” 

    He reached a dark, foul-smelling river just as they were about to pounce. A ferryboat, a vessel of pure, festering evil, drifted slowly along the black water, filled with hundreds of people whose faces were etched with a cold, depraved emptiness. With no other choice, Joe leapt into the river, a vile, churning mass of water snakes, piranhas, and gators. 

    The boat shuddered to a halt. Three silent, strange figures pulled him from the water, their grip surprisingly firm, moments before a gator’s jaws snapped shut where his leg had been. The sound was a symphony of frustrated fury—the snapping of reptilian jaws, the hissing of snakes, and the inhuman snarls of the creatures on the shore. On the boat, the passengers—who seemed to be more monster than man—sneered at him. 

    They looked at Joe with chilling disinterest, dismissing him as a worthless refugee. The three figures who saved him were rough, their eyes distant, but they seemed a far better company than the passengers, who ignored Joe or made mocking, guttural sounds about the “new arrival.” 

    The passengers were a horrifying tableau of humanity’s worst. Anti-vaxxer crusaders, crooked politicians, drug dealers, fake news reporters, and gangsters mingled with Wall Street executives and mafia bosses. They were a vile parody of a cocktail party, drinking, smoking, and using drugs provided by demonic slaves and skeletal robots. They reveled in their own damnation, their faces twisted into expressions of smug, entitled enjoyment, as if they had earned their place in this Hell. A punk rock band played distorted, obscene parodies of human music, their shrieks a constant background to depravity. 

    At the helm stood Charon, his ancient face, a mask of stone, and beside him, the Grim Reaper, a figure of impossible cool, dressed in a sharp suit and dark sunglasses. The Reaper’s face was a shifting, pan-ethnic void, neither human nor monster, just a chilling, empty space. 

    When Joe found his voice, it was a hoarse whisper. “Where am I?” he asked the two figures who saved him. 

    The Grim Reaper handed him a glass of thick, oily liquid. “Hell whiskey,” he said, his voice a low, resonant hum. “I am the Grim Reaper, and this is Charon. You are on the Ferry to Hell, floating down the River Styx. We saved you from the welcoming committee. They hunt the newly dead, kill them again, and take their bodies for a bounty. The damned are then reborn as slaves, ghouls, or worse. But sometimes, a virtuous soul escapes, and we are obligated to take you to Limbo. Stay with us. If you join their party, you will never leave. They are all going to the ‘other place.’ I assume you don’t want to go there.” He gestured toward the revelers, who were now engaged in a ritualistic, drug-fueled dance of the damned. 

    The Grim Reaper continued, his words were like a cold blade. “We are taking you and your friend, Mr. Alvarez, to Limbo for processing. He might be going ‘upstairs,’ but as a lawyer, I have my doubts. You know what they say: Heaven has almost no lawyers. Hell is filled with them, along with crooked cops and mafia figures. Limbo is the purgatory for bureaucrats, and the red tape is a living nightmare. The computer system is always crashing. You can’t get tech support in Heaven or Limbo, you see. All the good tech folks end up in Hell.” 

    Mr. Alvarez was a famed Italian human rights attorney, a lifelong fighter against the very corruption Joe was witnessing. They spoke of their lives as the boat drifted on. 

    Mr. Alvarez said, “Mr. GR says I might be the only lawyer to get into Heaven in a long time. The rest of us end up in the ‘other place.’ 

    The river grew blacker, the air thick with the smell of decay and sulfur. In the distance, giant pits of fire burned, their light casting a hellish glow on the horizon. The welcoming committee of nightmare creatures followed the boat, their screams of hatred echoing across the water. They jumped in, retrieving partiers who fell off the deck. On the shore, the creatures tore them apart, their screams replaced by the sickening sounds of bone cracking and flesh tearing. The boat finally stopped at a towering gate to Hell. 

    The partiers disembarked, their faces filled with a morbid excitement and walked into the gaping maw of the underworld—one of many secret entrances to the world above. Demon functionaries in sleek, black suits met them, their eyes burning like coals. They disappeared into the suffocating depths of Hell. 

    The Grim Reaper took Joe and Alvarez to the next stage: Limbo. Before them rose a colossal black building that clawed at the sky, filled with an endless army of demonic bureaucrats. 

    The Grim Reaper said, “Wait here. It won’t be long. I like you, so we’ll put you at the front of the line.” 

    Lost souls, their faces pale and drawn, wandered aimlessly.  

     

    Signs in every language read: “Abandon Hope. Wait for your turn.  Judgement day is on hand No drinking, drugs, food, phones, or sex. No sleeping. It shouldn’t be too long.” 

    A demon functionary, his voice a raspy hiss, appeared. “Joe and Antonio, follow me.” He led them to the Grim Reaper. 

    “Joe, Antonio,” the Reaper said, his hand outstretched. “Please tip the demon.” 

    Joe gave him a hundred dollars; Antonio gave him a hundred euros. The demon, his eyes filled with greed, demanded more. The Grim Reaper let out a terrifying, guttural curse in Demonic, and the creature dissolved into the crowd. 

    “Demons get their vacation on a full moon,” the Reaper explained. “They run wild but need human currency. Hell, currency doesn’t work on Earth. The exchange rate at the Bank of Hell is real Hell.” 

    The Grim Reaper’s handheld device hummed to life. “Just as I suspected,” he said, his voice softened. “You are wanted ‘upstairs,’ and a guardian angel is watching over you. You almost didn’t make it. There’s a glitch in the system. You’re being sent back. Your final status determination will be sooner than you think. I hope we can be friends. I’m always looking for assistants. We had a lot of fun. Think about it when you come back.” 

    Joseph Lewis awoke in a cold sweat. He was in his bed, next to the girl from the bar. He got up and turned on his computer. A message popped up. 

    “Mr. Joe, I hope you enjoyed your tour. There was a computer glitch in the matrix system that controls Limbo, Heaven, and Hell. As I told you, tech support is hard to come by here; the good ones are all in Hell. But in any case, it wasn’t your time. Your friend made it and sends his regards. The drinks are on him when you finally make it. Oh, and contrary to that old song, we have the finest beer, wine, and spirits you can find in Heaven—and Hell as well. As for the others you saw, you know exactly where they’ll end up.” 

    Your friend, Mr. GR the Grim Reaper. 

    Mary’s Ghost Demands Revenge

    On Halloween eve
    Mary’s ghost
    Went out to play
    Showing up

    At her son’s house
    Demanding to be heard
    Demanding to tell her tale

    A ghostly figure
    Filled with grievances
    Hatred and fear

    She said
    She can not rest
    In the other word
    Until her grievances
    Are heard

    But in the meantime
    She would take a Snickers bar
    And a cup of Irish Joe.

    “Halloween” is a contraction of “Hallow eve”, meaning the “evening before Hallow” or, more fully, the evening before the feast day of “All Hallows”. Hallows is an old word meaning saints. So Halloween means “the evening before the feast of All Saints.”

    All Saint’s Day is a feast day in the Catholic and Orthodox churches that commemorates the deaths of saints and martyrs. The earliest attestation of it dates from the early fifth century, in the eastern church (this was back when there was just one Christian ‘denomination’), when it was celebrated in the spring. In the Orthodox church, it still is celebrated on that day. By the mid eighth century, the feast had been moved, in the west, to November first, as it is still celebrated in the Roman Catholic church.

    So where did the tradition of “trick or treat” come from? That doesn’t seem to have much to do with the death of Christian martyrs!

    That tradition stems from the pagan festival of Samhain , or “Summer’s End”, which was the beginning of the Celtic new year.

    Some scholars — though not all — have argued that the western Church changed its celebration of All Saints Day to correspond to this pagan festival; the idea being (presumably) that since the pagan country folk were going to be celebrating anyway, and most probably cared more about parties than about the religion that justified them, why not give the day a new meaning? Whether this was the reason for the eighth century change or not, the effect was the same: some of those old traditions were preserved in the new context.

    One of those traditions had to do with the Celtic belief that other-worldly spirits, fairies and gods were most active at this turning of the year, and liable to play tricks on mortals. Sacrifices and gifts would be offered in an attempt to appease these powers.

    So, when a child dressed as some monster shows up on your doorstep asking for candy, the ancient origin of that “trick or treat” question means that, in their role of trickster spirit, they’re asking for such appeasement. Just be glad that, unlike their Celtic precursors, they’ll be happy with a Snickers bar rather than, say, slaughtering a cow!

    For tomorrow, write a story or poem about not a fairy or child wanting candy, but the departed soul of someone the protagonist knows, arriving at the front door, a soul who demands appeasement in the form of righting some wrong done to or by them in their former, mortal life.

    One of your genres should be SPIRITUAL.

     

    Halloween Never Ends

    Joe Lewis went on a binge
    Ended up at Cosmos Bar
    In Soi Cowboy, Bangkok
    On Halloween night.
    Twenty drinks too sober

    He saw creatures lurking about
    As the full moon rose over
    The Chaya Prao River

    He saw banshees, bewitching beautiful yet deadly siren
    Centaurs. Cerebus, coydogs, Cthulu
    demons, Devils, Dagon, Dragons, Dwarfs
    Evil elves, Frankenstein monsters, Freaks
    Ghosts, Ghouls, Goblins, Hell hounds
    Holocausts, Imp, Leprechauns
    Two-headed monsters, monsters,, naked incubi, orcs
    Satyrs, succubi, warlocks, werewolves, wild things
    winged monkeys, witches, wolves, wraiths,
    Yeti, and zombies.

    The monsters saw him and began chasing him
    Down the dark dangerous streets of Bangkok
    Yelling “after him. Death to all humans”
    Thousands of people newly turned into zombies
    Joined the chase

    He saw an open bar
    Ran into it and found himself
    Back at the Cosmos Bar
    At 0 Dark hundred

    He sighed in relief
    Had another drink
    Then looked out at the street
    The creatures had returned

    He ran out and the chase continued
    until he ran back into the Cosmos Bar
    For the second time that night

    Then he looked up
    And the chase continued….

    Write a story or poem in which the main characters are experiencing a “Groundhog Day” effect where every day is Halloween!

    Halloween Banned as a Satanic Pagan Holiday

    36 lines

    The Christian States of America
    Imposed Christian fascism
    On the old United States in 2030.

    The government outlawed
    The observation
    Of anti-Christian holidays.

    Banning observing
    Diwali, Rosh Khana
    Other Jewish and Muslim holidays.

    MLK Day, June Tenth Day
    Black, Asian, Hispanic, and woman
    History months.

    But they reserved
    Thier greatest scorn
    For Halloween, October 31

    Banned as an anti-Christian
    Neo-pagan, satanic
    Wicked Wiccan holiday.

    But in California, the left cost,
    East Coast big cities,
    Hotbeds of resistance,

    People celebrated Halloween
    On October 30,
    Which was not banned.

    The custom was to dress up in costumes,
    Mocking the new leaders,
    Wearing nazi uniforms with swastikas.
    .
    Going door to door, trick or tweeting
    People gave candy, money
    Or words of encouragement.

    But secret supporters,
    Of the Christian State
    So- Called Christians

    Would shoot at them.
    Calling them pawns of Satan
    Who deserved to be sent to Hell.

    Halloween Party Ends Up in Hell

    24 lines

    On Halloween night
    Sam Adams fell asleep
    After a night of partying at the local bars
    Dressed in his Halloween “Trump” costume.

    He finds himself In a room in a haunted house
    A sexy as hell, half-naked, wicked, wild. witch greets him
    Giving him a hot drink.

    He takes the drink
    Soon notices the other people
    In the room were demons, a ghost,
    goblins, orcs, or a zombie

    The devil speaks up
    Welcome to hell, my friend.

    He wakes up naked in bed,
    With the naked, sexy, wild, wicked witch
    Wondering what had happened.

    His phone pings
    You have been given a reprieve
    See you in a few years

    Your friend,

    The Grim Reaper.

    Write a story or poem featuring fantasy as the genre.
    Include the following words in bold

    witch
    zombie
    ghost
    devil
    Halloween

    The witches Halloween party

    19

    On Halloween, an old witch
    Sits in her lair in a haunted mansion
    Overlooking the city
    Surrounded by candy wrappers.
    And a discarded costume.

    The leftovers of trick or treat
    Her trick was to take possession
    Of the little ones.

    As they pass under the shadow of a cat
    Lucifer, her black cat familiar,
    she sells their souls
    to the devil.

    Who appears
    Like a bat in the wind
    A bat straight out of hell.
    At o dark hundred
    The bewitching hour.

    Prompt words

    Candy wrappers
    discarded costume
    shadow of a cat
    bat in the wind

    Halloween Nightmares Stormy Lady Contest

    Another Pink Moon

    Sam Adams fell asleep
    On Halloween night
    The blood-red full moon

    woke him up.

    He found himself
    In a dark forest
    And then saw them
    Staring at him with evil hatred
    Flowing from their red eyes.

    Creatures out of his worst nightmares
    Aliens, Banshees, demons, devils,
    Ghouls, ghosts, orcs, leprechauns,
    Imps, lions, monsters, tigers werewolves
    Zombies.

    Led by a half human, half pig creature
    with the head of Putin and Trump
    Who screamed.

    “There he is after him
    Death to Sam Adams “

    .and they began chasing him
    Through the dark forest
    With the trees joining pursuit

    He looked back
    They were gaining on him
    He saw a building lit up
    And jump inside.

    The door closed behind him
    He was safe for now.

    The Grim reaper looked up
    Said,

    “Sam Adams,
    Relax, your time has not yet come.
    I will send you home”

    He woke up
    From his Halloween nightmare
    And ate some leftover candy
    And had a glass of rum.

    A message popped up

    “Your status review
    Is set for five years from now.

    Have a nice life
    Your friend

    GR.”

    Tell No One

    “You must keep
    This to yourself – tell no one!”

    The old masonic leader
    Told his key lieutenants.

    Waving a ceramic feather
    And a blank envelope
    Containing the secrets
    Of the masonic temple.

    As he read them
    Into the tenth degree
    Masonic secrets.

    Secrets going back
    To the ancient Atlantis
    When the first Masons
    Arrived from the Planet Sirius.

    He said,

    “Stay here
    And say nothing more
    For now, we will talk later.”
    Answering the broken doorbell.

    Hearing the muffled laughter
    of children
    Coming for Halloween
    Tricks and treats.

    As the wind chimes
    Chime in front
    Of the old haunted temple.

    Prompt words

    Begin your STORY or POEM with this line, bolded:

    “You must keep this to yourself – tell no one!”

    Include all the following, also bolded:
    ceramic feather
    blank envelope
    broken doorbell
    muffled laughter
    wind chimes

     

    Halloween Memories – the haunted forest in Tilden Park

    In Berkeley
    There is a haunted forest
    In Tilden Park
    Along inspiration point

    the forest they say
    was haunted by many ghosts
    of the past

    including the Indians
    who used to live there.

    but during the summer and fall
    of 1974 there were rumors

    that there was a new ghost
    a mad bagpiper
    who roamed the hills
    playing his mournful music.

    one Halloween night
    late at night,
    my friends and I went to Tilden

    after smoking some weed
    and drinking some beer

    as we walked in the forest

    we heard through fog
    the sound of a bagpiper

    we were a bit apprehensive
    wondering if we were going
    to encounter the ghost,

    but the bagpiper

    never appeared
    the sounds faded away
    perhaps it was just the marijuana
    causing us to hallucinate the experience.,

    Maybe there was no bagpiper,
    just our wild marijuana

    enhanced imagination
    coming to life.

    My Mother’s Secrets conversation with a Ghost -Halloween contest Day 10 Spooky Conversation

    My mother died in 2007
    She was buried in Berkeley
    Near her house

    Whenever I am in the area
    I drop by
    And talk with her
    Imaging she is there

    One day when I dropped by
    I asked her about
    Many things in her past

    For she took so many secrets
    With her to her grave

    So Mary, quite contrary
    Tell me the truth now

    Tell me about your past life
    Tell me your secrets

    I heard a voice
    Crying out in the wind

    John John John

    Do you want to really know
    My secrets?

    I responded
    Yes I do

    She whispered them to me
    But made me vow
    To keep her secrets
    And take them to my grave

    And so I can not
    Must not reveal
    All the shocking stories
    Of her life

     

    Trick or treating in the era of Covid

    Halloween in the era of covid
    So strange
    With the covid virus
    Ever lurking

    With CDC discouraging trick or tweeting
    With masks on every face
    Everyone wearing a costume

    The trick is not to get sick
    The treat is still the candy
    The goal of all children
    Everywhere

    Candy more candy
    Visits to the dentist be damned

    Hopefully, General Corona
    Will keep his troops at bay

     

    A cat’s dark nightmare

    a black cat
    walking down a path
    under the moonlight
    thinking dark thoughts

    the black cat
    is a special cat
    dispatched from hell
    working with the grim reaper

    the black cat
    is on the prowl
    searching for those
    whose time is up

    the cat knows
    and the cat walks
    the dark pathways
    to your door

    and when you open the door
    the cat swoops in
    and bewitches your soul
    taking you with him

    as he meets his Satanic master
    with your soul as his present
    all in all
    a good day for haunting

     

    On Halloween Night, Senryu

    On Halloween night
    Wild things emerge everywhere
    Killing all humans

     

    On Halloween, Goblins Come Out to Play Senryu

     

    On Halloween Eve

    Goblins, ghosts, and wild things

    Come out to hunt us

     

    Whispers Beneath the Hollow Moon”

     

    Co-pilot Halloween Poem

    Beneath the hollow Halloween moon,
    Where shadows stretch and silence croons,
    The wind speaks secrets through the trees—
    A haunted hymn on midnight’s breeze.

    Gravestones hum with ghostly light,
    As restless souls rise from the night.
    Jack-o’-lanterns grin with flame,
    Each flicker whispering a name.

    A crooked house on Widow’s Lane
    Stirs with whispers, soft and plain.
    Its windows blink like watching eyes,
    Its doors breathe out forgotten cries.

    A black cat leaps from crypt to tomb,
    Its fur aglow with spectral gloom.
    It leads the way through fog and fear
    To where the veil grows thin and sheer.

    There, witches dance in swirling smoke,
    Their laughter sharp as spells they spoke.
    A reaper waits with silver scythe,

    Medium

    Substack

    Spotify

    Wattpad

  • President of the Smithsonian?

    President of the Smithsonian?

    President of the Smithsonian?

     

    I am pleased to announce that Synchronized Chaos will publish more of my poetry in their September issue.  These poems are a satirical take on the news of the day; any resemblance to real people and events are entirely coincidental and a product of the author’s wild imagination.

    pictures of the smithsonian institute – Search Images

    Synchronized Chaos Publishes More of My Poems

    More Synchronized Chaos Poems

    Audio Clips

     

    Index

    President of the Smithsonian

    Meanwhile In the real World

    LG Company Disservice Award

    🌍 President Al Wilson Reverses Course on Climate Change

    MAGA Dreams of the New Golden Age

    Bonus -Letter from Concerned  Christian Minister Re Cleaning Up the Smithsonian

    Bonus Poem –  It Can Happen Here

    Bonus Poem Are We Living in North Korea?

    co-pilot neo-neatnik rap 🌀 Red Tape Ripped in Rhythm

    A Found Poem from the August 2025 Cabinet Meeting

    🌀 Red Tape Ripped in Rhythm A Found Poem with Historical Echoes

     

    President of the Smithsonian?

    President Al Wilson

    Not content with taking.

    Over the Kennedy Center.

     

    As part of the MAGA movement

    Culture war against the communists

    Radical left-wing Marxist

    Enemies of real America.

     

    Had described that the Smithsonian.

    Must reflect traditional American values.

    And avoid divisive or anti-American.

    Or anti-Christian propaganda.

     

    Therefore, he decreed,

    The African American Studies Museum

    Must close,

    The African Art Museum

    Must close.

    The American Indian Museum

    Must close.

     

    The Smithsonian must be color-blind.

    And not to mention race or gender

    Slavery or the treatment of American Indians,

    And the whole Chinese Exclusion Act

    And internment of Japanese Americans

    Which was a good thing,

    Or the holocaust, for that matter.

     

    End anti-American, Anti-Christian,

    Anti-MAGA, cultural Marxism

    Radical lunatic left, CRT, DEI

    And WOKE programming.

    Throughout the Smithsonian.

     

    The African American museum holdings

    And the American Indian Museum

    And the African Art Museum

    Will be sold off at an auction.

     

    So the president decreed

    MAGA baby all the way!

    RESTORING TRUTH IN AMERICAN HISTORY: 

    Today, President Donald J. Trump signed an Executive Order restoring truth and sanity to American history by revitalizing key cultural institutions and reversing the spread of divisive ideology.

    President Trump aims to ensure that the Smithsonian is an institution that sparks children’s imagination, celebrates American history and ingenuity, serves as a symbol to the world of American greatness, and makes America proud.

    The Order directs the Vice President, who is a member of the Smithsonian Board of Regents, to work to eliminate improper, divisive, or anti-American ideology from the Smithsonian and its museums, education and research centers, and the National Zoo.

    The Order directs the Administration to work with Congress to ensure that future Smithsonian appropriations: (1) prohibit funding for exhibits or programs that degrade shared American values, divide Americans by race, or promote ideologies inconsistent with Federal law; and (2) celebrate women’s achievements in the American Women’s History Museum and do not recognize men as women.

    The Vice President will work with congressional leaders to appoint members to the Smithsonian Board of Regents who are committed to advancing the celebration of America’s extraordinary heritage and progress.

    The Order also directs the Secretary of the Interior restore Federal parks, monuments, memorials, statues, markers, or similar properties that have been improperly removed or changed in the last five years to perpetuate a false revision of history or improperly minimize or disparage certain historical figures or events.

    In preparation for the 250th anniversary of the signing of the Declaration of Independence on July 4, 2026, the Order directs the Secretary of the Interior to complete restorations and improvements to Independence Hall by that date.

    COMBATING CORROSIVE IDEOLOGY: In the last decade, Americans have witnessed a concerted effort to rewrite American history and force our nation to adopt a factually baseless ideology aimed at diminishing American achievement. President Trump is fighting back by reestablishing truth in the historical narrative and restoring Federal sites dedicated to American heritage.

    The prior administration pushed a divisive ideology that reconstrued America’s promotion of liberty as fundamentally flawed, infecting revered institutions like the Smithsonian and national parks with false narratives.

    At Independence National Historical Park in Philadelphia, the Biden Administration sponsored training by an organization that advocates for dismantling “Western foundations” and that taught Park Rangers that their racial identity should dictate how they present history to visitors.

    The Smithsonian Institution—once revered throughout the world as a symbol of American excellence—has recently promoted divisive ideology that American and Western values are harmful.

    The American Art Museum currently features an exhibit that purports to address how “sculpture has been a powerful tool in promoting scientific racism” and claims that the United States has “used race to establish and maintain systems of power, privilege, and disenfranchisement.”

    The National Museum of African American History and Culture has proclaimed that “hard work,” “individualism,” and “the nuclear family” are aspects of “White culture.”

    The American Women’s History Museum plans to celebrate male athletes participating in women’s sports.

    CELEBRATING AMERICAN GREATNESS: President Trump is committed to honoring America’s extraordinary heritage and building a sense of national pride.

    President Trump signed an Executive Order on his first day in office to establish a task force to prepare for America’s 250th birthday.

    This Order also protects America’s monuments from vandalism and calls for construction of the National Garden of American Heroes.

    President Trump signed a memorandum ensuring Federal buildings reflect the timeless grandeur of traditional, classical architecture.

    By signing this Executive Order, President Trump is ensuring that American history is celebrated accurately, fairly, and with pride—honoring the remarkable progress, liberty, and ingenuity that define our great nation.

     Media Coverage by Bias

    Bias Outlet Coverage Summary URL
    Left MSNBC, The Root, The Guardian Framed as censorship, historical erasure, and authoritarian overreach. https://www.theroot.com/why-trumps-threat-to-d-c-s-african-american-museum-shou-1851773481
    Center Smithsonian Magazine, USA Today Focused on institutional process, placard standards, and exhibit updates. https://www.usatoday.com/story/news/politics/2025/08/01/smithsonian-removes-trump-impeachment-exhibit-response/85473807007/
    Right Fox News, Washington Examiner Framed as necessary correction

     

    Kenneday Center Controversy

     🏛️ Overview: The Kennedy Center Takeover

    • Leadership Overhaul: President Trump installed himself as chairman of the Kennedy Center, replacing the bipartisan board with loyalists including Richard Grenell as interim president.
    • Cultural Rebranding: Trump declared the center would be restored to “luxury, glamour, and entertainment,” rejecting “woke” programming and canceling drag shows and LGBTQ+ events.
    • Renaming Efforts:
    • House Republicans proposed renaming the Opera House as the “First Lady Melania Trump Opera House”.
    • A separate bill, the “Make Entertainment Great Again Act,” would rename the entire center the “Donald J. Trump Center for Performing Arts”.
    • These proposals violate a 1983 federal statute prohibiting additional memorials at the Kennedy Center.

    🎭 Programming Changes

    • New Honorees: Trump personally selected honorees including Sylvester Stallone, KISS, Gloria Gaynor, George Strait, and Michael Crawford.
    • Cancellations: LGBTQ+ events, drag performances, and the opera Fellow Travelers were canceled or withdrawn.
    • New Season Lineup: Includes Spamalot, Chicago, Moulin Rouge!, Back to the Future, and The Outsiders—with emphasis on mainstream, family-friendly entertainment.

    🎨 Artist Protests

    • Boycotts:
      • Hamilton canceled its anniversary show.
      • Issa Rae, Shonda Rhimes, Rhiannon Giddens, and Louise Penny withdrew from scheduled appearances.
      • Les Misérables cast members staged a silent protest during Trump’s visit.
    • Resignations: Renée Fleming and Ben Folds resigned from advisory roles.
    • Public Statements: Leonard Slatkin urged artists to “stand up” and perform defiantly.

    📰 Media Coverage by Bias

    Bias Spectrum Outlet Summary URL
    Left The New York Times Framed takeover as part of Trump’s broader cultural war and authoritarian tendencies https://www.nytimes.com
    Center Reuters Focused on Trump’s renovations and honoree selections, noting his influence on cultural institutions https://www.reuters.com
    Right The New York Post Highlighted Trump’s praise for honorees and his role in restoring the Kennedy Center’s prestige https://nypost.com
    Foreign Sky News (UK) Called the takeover “authoritarianism coming for arts institutions” and covered artist boycotts https://news.sky.com/story/why-artists-are-boycotting-kennedy-center-over-changes-made-by-trump-13335298
    Public/Global PBS Provided live coverage and noted Trump’s renovation plans and honoree announcements https://www.pbs.org/newshour/politics/watch-live-trump-visits-kennedy-center-as-new-honorees-announced

    Here’s a satirical, beat-inspired poem using found language from Trump and VP Vance’s statements:

    Here’s a satirical, beat-inspired poem using found language from Trump and VP Vance’s statements:

    🧢 Neo-Beatnik Poetic Takedown (Model Poem) Co-Pilot Version 

    🎤 “Make Art Great Again” Blues

     

    1. I am the chairman,

    the chandelier king,

     Red velvet dreams

     and marble things.

     

    “We don’t need woke,”

     he said with a grin,

     

     “Some of the shows

    were terrible —sin.

     

    ” Melania’s name

    etched in gold,

    Opera House reborn, s

    tories retold.

     

     “I know grass,

    ” he said,

     “like I know golf

     

    , DC’s parks?

    Tired.

    Let’s rip ‘em off.”

     Drag queens vanished,

     rainbows dimmed,

    “Luxury, glamour”—t

    he new hymn.

    “98 percent involved,

    ” he boasts,

    “Turned down wokesters,

    raised the ghosts.”

     

     J.D. Vance in the lobby,

     portrait hung,

    “American exceptionalism,”

    songs unsung.

    Artists flee,

     curtains fall,

     

     But the gala goes on,

     red-white-ball

    . So here we sit,

     in velvet chains,

     

    Watching culture

    scrubbed of stains.

     

    The ghost of Kennedy

    whispers low—

    “Art is truth, not just a show.”

    Kennedy Center Take Over found Poem 

     

    “I would say

    I was about 98 percent involved.

     They all went through me.”

     

    “I turned down plenty.

     I had a couple of wokesters.”

     

    “Since 1978,

    the Kennedy Center honors

     have been among

    the most prestigious awards

     in the performing arts.

    I

    wanted one,

    was never able

    to get one.”

     

    “I waited

    and waited

    and waited

     

    and I said

    ‘to hell with it

    , I’ll become chairman.’

     

     I will give myself an honor.

     Next year we’ll honor

    Trump, okay?”

     

    “In a few short months

     since I became

    chairman of the board

    of the Kennedy Center,

     

     we’ve completely

    reversed the

    decline of this cherished

     national institution.”

     

    “We’re going

    to fully renovate the dated —

     and really the entire

    infrastructure of the building —

     

     and make

     the Kennedy Center

    a crown jewel of American arts

     and culture once again.”

     

    “Look at the Academy Awards —

    it gets lousy ratings now,

     it’s all woke.

     

     All they do is talk

    about how much

    they hate Trump,

    but nobody likes that.”

     

    “Just last year,

     the Kennedy Center

    featured drag shows

    specifically targeting our youth —

     

     THIS

    WILL

    STOP.”

     

    “I said

    I’m the president

     of the United States.

     Are you fools

     asking me to do that?”

     

    “The Kennedy Center

     learned the hard way

    that if you go woke,

     you will go broke.”

    It Can Happen Here  

    And so it goes—
    the gradual taking down
    of cultural institutions,
    including the Smithsonian Institution,

    universities,
    law firms,
    state governments,
    blue cities,

    and anyone
    who stands in his way
    to transform America
    into a Christian fascist state.

    Like his buddies—
    Erdoğan, Orbán, and Putin.

    Sinclair Lewis,
    in his book
    It Can’t Happen Here,
    forecast how it could indeed
    happen here.

    Are we there yet?
    Sadly, we are 80 percent there.
    Will we go there?

    I hope not.
    But I am afraid
    we are heading down
    that path.

     Meanwhile, In The Real World, You Can Be Fired For Going To The Doctor

     

    Meanwhile

    In the real world

    You can be fired

    For going to the doctor.

     

    the worker’s bosses.

    Can refuse to let workers

    go to the appointment.

     

    As they are not required

    To grant them leave

    sick leave.

     

    Bad for the bottom line

    And they have no empathy

    For workers.

     

    Who are seen as

    Merely disposable, interchangeable

    “Labor units of production.”

     

    Who should be replaced

    By robots

    as soon as possible.

     

    People will be given a choice.

    Go to work, gravely ill.

     

    Or go to the EER.

    And six hours later

     

    Perhaps see an overwhelmed doctor

    And told me to follow up.

    With your primary care doctor.

     

    Who the hell knows.

    Who that is any more?

     

    You get the bill

    10,000 dollars,

    Pay up sucker!

     

    No money?

    Not my problem.

     

    And go back to find.

    You have been fired.

    For leaving or not showing

    Up for your shift.

     

    Doctors visit?

    That’s not my problem.

    You are going to die.

    So be it.

     

    We can find other workers.

    Or robots to take your place.

    Loser.

     

    President Al Wilson Reverses Course on Climate Change, From Denial to Action in the Wake of National Catastrophe

     

    With the destruction of most of Florida

    —including Mar-a-Lago—
    Monster storms ravaging Texas,
    And Los Angeles reduced to ash
    By earthquake and fire,

    President Al Wilson finally decided:
    Climate change is real.
    It is killing people—
    Especially in red states

    .
    The costs of rebuilding are horrific.
    The costs of doing nothing?
    Even worse.

    His advisors, once cautious, now urgent,
    Convinced him to embrace

    a rapid shift to green energy.
    Solar, wind, geothermal—no longer fringe,
    Now the backbone of survival.

    And beyond Earth,

    Plans accelerate for lunar and Martian colonies,
    With NASA’s bioregenerative greenhouses

    already in prototype.

    Underground cities, domed habitats

    —once sci-fi,
    Now contingency plans.

    Wilson must work with the world.
    Not just to lead,
    But to redeem.

    If he fails,
    And the world turns

    into a hellscape man created,

    History will remember him
    As the worst leader

    in human memory.

     

    But if he succeeds—
    If he reverses course,
    And actually solves the problem—

    He could be hailed
    As the savior of humanity.

     

    Doing something

    to change the future
    Is good politics.

    Continued climate denialism
    Is bad politics.

    And so,
    He reverses course.

     

    MAGA Dreams Come True

     

    President AL Wilson

    Had a dream

    The MAGA dream

    Coming true!

     

    This time will be different

    The internet and AI

    Will be used

     

    To make sure

    That MAGA rules

    And Christian values

    Take over.

     

    LGBT folks

    Back in the closet

    Where they beyond

     

    Women’s rights curtailed

    Minorities deported.

     

    Media tamed

    public distracted

    By the latest faked

    Celebrity scandal.

     

    The rich live very well

    With robot servants

    Self-driving vehicles

    Great health care.

     

    Maybe even cloned body parts

    But the poor

    Will barely live

     

    But who cares about them?

    MAGA, Baby

     

    The real scandal

    The taking over

    Of democracy

     

    By the oligarchs

    Not talked about.

     

    The secret camps

    Filled with people

    Who disappear.

     

    Climate change
    well the rich

    Can live on

    In walled off

    underground shelters.

     

    The rest of the public

    Who cares?

     

    And so it goes

    Democracy dies

    In broad daylight

     

    MAGA baby!

     

    Previously published  in Synchronized Chaos

     

    America where are thou
    bad craziness Rising
    just an unhinged lunatic
    one night in bombay
    visiting father’s grave
    waiting for the rapture
    falling rain
    God is coming

     

    And a bonus letter from a concerned Christian to the VP demanding that they clean up the Smithsonian Institute.

    Dear Vice President

    It has come to my attention that the Smithsonian museum has, for many years, openly displayed pictures of naked men, women, and children, mocking traditional Christian values.  Their lame excuse has always been that they are showing “art”.

     But this so-called “art” is basically pornographic in nature and should not be on display where children can see the artwork. Parents should not be forced to explain to young people about such degenerate art.

    Furthermore, the African American History Museum is too focused on slavery and is anti-American in tone. The Museum of the American Indian is also too focused on the alleged genocide of the native Americans. It downplays the grumesome actions by native Americans against peaceful settlers, such as the depredations of the Apache savages in the 19th century. The African Art museum must also be closed. The Holocaust museum, which is independent must also be closed as it is too divisive and anti-American.

    These museums need to be closed, and related collections.in other museums nationwide must be closed. 

    All the Smithsonian exhibits must be cleansed of anti-American, Anti-Christian, cultural marxist, CRT, DEI,  radical left-wing, WOKE, exhibits and anti-American content, and be replaced by pro-American exhibits showing the greatest of the greatest country on earth, and they must reflect the traditional Northern European ancestry of most Americans, including British, German, and Irish backgrounds, as well as traditional Protestant Christianity. An European American museum should be set up to replace the African American Museum.  The Smithsonian should take over the Museum of the Bible and install it at the American Indian Museum. The African Art museum should be replaced with a Patriotic Art museum.

    Please, sir, clean up the Smithsonian Institute of degenerate artwork, artwork depicting naked people, and close the cultural marxist, CRT, DEI, woke, left-wing content, and close the African American History museum, the Museum of the American Indians, and the African Art Museum.. Support cleansing all other museums as well by setting up a task force to make recommendations and cut off Federal funding to suspect museums.  Sex museums and erotic art museums in SF and elsewhere must be closed as well.

    All suspect art should be sold off at auction. After six months, items can be donated to anyone who wants to pick it up at their expense. After one year, the residual items will be disposed of as trash.

    I ask this in Jesus’ name.

    Rev. Bob Jones

    First Baptist Church

    North Little Rock

    Arkansas, USA

     

    and two more bonus poems – is the US becoming like North Korea?

    Living in North Korea?

    Dear leader

    leading his cabinet

    Cabinet heads praising the dear leader

     

    watching it

    wondering where are we

    Are we now living in North Korea?

     

    what is this?

    what fresh hell is this now?

    when will we wake up from this nightmare?

     

    3-6-9 Poem

    This poem has three stanzas. Each stanza has three lines that follows the 3-6-9 syllable count. The first line has 3 syllables, the second line has 6 syllables and the last line 9 syllables. The subject can be anything.

    🗞️ Press Coverage Summary of Trump’s Latest Cabinet Meeting

    🟥 Left-Leaning Coverage (NBC News)

    🟨 Center-Leaning Coverage (ABC News)

    🟦 Right-Leaning Coverage (The Hill via Fox News interruption)

    🌍 Foreign Media Coverage (PBS via Brussels AP)

    • Tone: Geopolitical and trade-focused
    • Highlights:
      • Trump threatened tariffs and export restrictions on countries with digital taxes, targeting EU regulations
      • EU responded by defending its sovereign right to regulate tech companies
      • Coverage framed Trump’s comments as part of broader U.S.–EU trade tensions
    • URL: https://www.pbs.org/newshour/politics/watch-live-trump-holds-a-cabinet-meeting

    Co-pilot Neo-Beatnik rift

    Absolutely, Jake. Here’s a neo-beatnik found poem stitched from the raw fabric of Trump’s latest cabinet meeting and recent presidential remarks. It blends direct quotes, paraphrased fragments, and the surreal rhythm of political theater—filtered through your lens of poetic synthesis.

    🌀 Red Tape Ripped in Rhythm

    A Found Poem from the August 2025 Cabinet Meeting

    “We’re not just draining the swamp—
    we’re paving it over with American steel.”

    The room hums like a war drum,
    coffee cooling in the shadow of executive orders.
    A voice rises—
    not from conscience,
    but from calculation:

    “Murder in D.C. will meet justice.
    Not in years. Not in appeals.
    But in days.”

    Lisa Cook stares through the storm,
    accused by a whisper,
    defended by silence.
    Trump leans forward,
    his tie a flag, his words a verdict:

    “She’s compromised.
    Mortgage fraud, digital fraud—
    it’s all the same when the Fed won’t listen.”

    Zelensky’s name floats in the air
    like a drone over disputed soil.
    Putin’s shadow flickers on the wall.
    Tariffs are teeth.
    Diplomacy is a grin.

    “We’ll tax their tech,
    we’ll tax their thoughts
    if they dare to tax ours.”

    The cabinet nods,
    some from loyalty,
    some from inertia.
    The beat goes on:

    “AI will be American.
    Not woke. Not weird.
    Just ours.”

    Outside, the National Guard tightens its boots.
    Inside, the map of Indiana redraws itself
    in red ink and ambition.
    A voice from the back mutters:

    “This isn’t governance.
    It’s jazz.”

    And Trump laughs,
    a sound like a brass section
    breaking the fourth wall.

     

    🌀 Red Tape Ripped in Rhythm A Found Poem with Historical Echoes

    “We’re not just draining the swamp—
    we’re paving it over with American steel.”
    —Trump, August 2025

    The room hums like a war drum,
    coffee cooling in the shadow of executive orders.
    A voice rises—
    not from conscience,
    but from calculation.

    “Murder in D.C. will meet justice.
    Not in years. Not in appeals.
    But in days.”

    Echoes of Hoover’s dossiers,
    Nixon’s enemies list,
    Reagan’s morning in America
    now dusk in the District.

    Lisa Cook stares through the storm,
    accused by a whisper,
    defended by silence.
    Trump leans forward,
    his tie a flag, his words a verdict:

    “She’s compromised.
    Mortgage fraud, digital fraud—
    it’s all the same when the Fed won’t listen.”

    The ghost of Alan Greenspan
    shuffles papers in the ether.
    Jackson’s populism,
    FDR’s fireside calm—
    none present here.

    Zelensky’s name floats in the air
    like a drone over disputed soil.
    Putin’s shadow flickers on the wall.
    Tariffs are teeth.
    Diplomacy is a grin.

    “We’ll tax their tech,
    we’ll tax their thoughts
    if they dare to tax ours.”

    The cabinet nods,
    some from loyalty,
    some from inertia.
    The beat goes on:

    “AI will be American.
    Not woke. Not weird.
    Just ours.”

    Outside, the National Guard tightens its boots.
    Inside, the map of Indiana redraws itself
    in red ink and ambition.
    A voice from the back mutters:

    “This isn’t governance.
    It’s jazz.”

    And Trump laughs,

    a sound like a brass section
    breaking the fourth wall.

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  • Sidewalk Love Poems

    Sidewalk Love Poems

    Sidewalk Love Poems

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    Sidewalk poems are written in chalk on streets—sometimes during poetic celebrations or community events, other times more unstructured and graffiti-like. I’ve written a few myself, though not directly on the pavement!

    In this post, I’ll share a real set of sidewalk poems found on the street near my summer home in Medford, Oregon, followed by a few of my own sidewalk-style poems from years past.

    First, you’ll find a poetic intro, then the Medford sidewalk poem (somewhere between classic sidewalk poetry and graffiti, as it wasn’t officially sanctioned). After that, I’ve included photos of the sidewalk poems, my chalk-inspired pieces, and background information provided by Copilot on related poetic forms—found poems, concrete poems, sidewalk poems, blackout poems, and erasure poems—with links for further reading. I wrap up with a few final thoughts.

    Enjoy!

    Sidewalk Love Poems- Love on the Street

    The other day
    I came upon
    The following sidewalk poem
    On a street in Medford, Oregon.

    My wife said
    They had a fight.

    I asked,
    Do I need
    To do sidewalk
    Love poetry.

    ♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️

    For you?

    She said,
    No need.

    It is obvious
    On your face
    That you love me.

    ♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️

     

     

    Medford Sidewalk Love Poem (August 2025)

    😍 Always
    😍 True love

    I love You
    I love You

    Twin Love

    ♥️♥️♥️♥️
    Twin 😍 love
    Come home

    Twin Love
    Twin Love

    ♥️♥️♥️♥️
    Don’t give

    up on us

    Don't Give Up On US
    Don’t Give Up On US

    meant to be

    ♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️
    Meant to be

    ment to be
    ment to be

    For the Best You ever Had

    For the Best You Had
    For the Best You Had

    I 👩‍❤️‍♥️♥️♥️👩 You
    I miss you.

    I love You
    I love You

    I love You

    ♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️
    ♥️♥️♥️

    Come home

    I miss you

    Come Home

    ♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️

    Come Home
    Come Home

    Bobo
    ♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️

    Jen 4 ever

    sidewalk love poem1
    sidewalk love poem1

    My Sidewalk Love Poems

     

    I was lost
    And you found me.

    You walked out.

    of my dreams

    And into my life—

    And that made
    All the difference
    In the world.

    My love is waiting,
    Waiting for me

    To return
    From this trip.

    She is the

    most beautiful
    Woman

    in the world.

    Have you seen her—
    My Angela Lee?

    Tell her I love her.
    Tell her.

    I will be home.
    I am coming.

    back to her.

    Co-Pilot Backgrounder

    📚 Found Poetry

    Found poetry is created by rearranging existing texts—from books, articles, speeches, or even street signs—into poetic form. It’s like a literary college.

    • The poet doesn’t write original words but selects and reshapes existing ones.
    • Found poetry includes several sub-categories: blackout poetry, cut-up poetry, and erasure poetry.

    🕶️ Blackout Poetry

    Blackout poetry is made by blacking out words from a printed page (like a newspaper or book) to reveal a new poem.

    • Uses a black marker to obscure unwanted words.
    • The remaining visible words form the poem.
    • Often emphasizes visual design and minimalism.

    Example:

    Tyler Knott Gregson:

    “In my solitude I became aware of lack.
    Lie near me in the starlight, quiet and free.”

    Learn more:

    ✂️ Cut-Up Poetry

    Cut-up poetry involves cutting words or phrases from printed texts and rearranging them to form a new poem.

    • It originated with the Dadaists and popularized by William S. Burroughs.
    • Can be random or deliberately arranged.
    • Often resembles a language collage.

    Example:

    Robert Lee Brewer (using Slaughterhouse-Five):

    “All this happened, ‘Poo-tee-weet?’
    The war parts were talking.
    One guy I knew was green and coffin-shaped…”

    Learn more:

    🧽 Erasure Poetry

    Erasure poetry is created by removing or obscuring parts of a preexisting text to reveal a new poetic work.

    • Similar to blackout poetry, but it may use crossouts, cutouts, or digital editing.
    • It can be political, symbolic, or deeply personal.

    Example:

    From Radi Os by Ronald Johnson (erasing Paradise Lost):

    “Of man’s first disobedience, and the fruit
    Of that forbidden tree…”

    Learn more:

    🧩 Concrete Poetry

    Concrete poetry (also called visual poetry or shape poetry) uses typography and layout to form a visual image that reflects the poem’s theme.

    • The shape of the poem is as important as the words.
    • Often resembles objects like trees, wings, or animals.

    Examples:

    • Easter Wings by George Herbert (shaped like wings)
    • The Mouse’s Tale by Lewis Carroll (shaped like a mouse’s tail)

    Learn more:

    🚶 Sidewalk Poetry

    Sidewalk poetry is poetry displayed in public spaces, often on sidewalks, driveways, or parks. It’s designed to delight and surprise pedestrians.

    • Created with chalk or etched into concrete.
    • Often part of city art programs or community projects.
    • Combines literature and visual art, sometimes with illustrations or creative lettering.

    Example:

    From Saint Paul’s sidewalk poetry contest:

    “Though I worry that everything I held true and firm as rock
    Will crumble under my feet—
    I can’t forget: no paper, pen, or marble engraved
    Can change the fact of my heart…”

    Learn more:

    🎨 Graffiti vs. Sidewalk Poetry

    🧱 Graffiti

    Graffiti is visual art or writing created on public surfaces, often without permission.

    • It can be tags, murals, or street art.
    • Associated with urban culture, political expression, or territorial marking.
    • May be illegal, depending on location and intent.

    Learn more:

    🚶 Sidewalk Poetry

    Sidewalk poetry is legal public art, typically short and reflective, created to enhance public spaces.

    • Created with chalk or concrete etching.
    • Aims to delight pedestrians, not deface property.
    • Often city-approved and part of organized initiatives.

    Learn more:

    ⚖️ Key Differences

    Medium:

    • Graffiti: Spray paint, markers
    • Sidewalk Poetry: Chalk, concrete etching

    Legality:

    • Graffiti: Often unauthorized
    • Sidewalk Poetry: Usually city-approved

    Purpose:

    • Graffiti: Visual impact, identity, protest
    • Sidewalk Poetry: Reflection, inspiration, public art

    Tone:

    • Graffiti: Bold, rebellious, expressive
    • Sidewalk Poetry: Gentle, poetic, contemplative

    Audience:

    • Graffiti: Urban passersby, subcultures
    • Sidewalk Poetry: General public, pedestrians

    Final Thoughts

    Note: The Medford sidewalk poems were chalk-marked on the street—not spray-painted—and likely not sanctioned by the city. So, they linger somewhere between sidewalk poetry and graffiti—a little rogue, a little romantic.

    Whoever left them, I hope the message landed. And best of luck to the couple behind it. As an incurable romantic, I fully endorse this kind of public love. The world could use more of it. After all, love makes us bold—it makes us scribble mad sidewalk poems in the middle of the night.

    Have you stumbled across a chalked confession or a poetic whisper on the pavement? Or maybe you’ve penned one yourself? Share your sightings, your verses, your stories. Let’s turn sidewalks into storyboards—one love poem at a time.

     

    microsoft dictation trials found poetry
    Blessed with Love Publishes Love Poems
    City Limits Publishes Love Poems

    Rush Limbaugh Is Dead Long Live Rush Limbaugh 

    (Blackout. erasure found Poem)

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  • Modest Proposal to End the Israel-Palestine Conflict

    Modest Proposal to End the Israel-Palestine Conflict

    Modest Proposal to End the Israel-Palestine Conflict – Trans Jordan Federation

    https://wp.me/p7NAzO-3Cc

    A simple map of a hypothetical Israeli-Palestinian federal state in the early 2030’s or so. _ r_imaginarymaps

    Two-State Solution Revived –  A Modest Proposal to End the Israel-Palestine Conflict

    Modest Proposal to End the Israel-Palestine Conflict

    Note: background information comes from -Co-Pilot AI assistance, but the idea is mine and mine alone.  I will send this to President Trump and Secretary Rubio and report back if it goes anywhere,

    By a retired U.S. Foreign Service Officer with a dream and a draft

    France’s decision to recognize a Palestinian state at the upcoming United Nations General Assembly has reignited global debate over the viability of a two-state solution. President Emmanuel Macron’s announcement — hailed by some as historic, condemned by others as reckless — has stirred reactions from Washington to Riyadh, and from Tel Aviv to Toronto.

    But what if the answer isn’t two states — but four?

    🕊️ The Proposal: A Transjordan Federation

    After decades of impasse, I propose a four-state federation:

    Israel, Palestine (with a land bridge linking Gaza and the West Bank), Jordan, Jerusalem (as a shared capital and autonomous entity)

    This Confederate States of Transjordan would feature:

    A federal government with rotating leadership among the four states, Jerusalem as the capital of both Israel and Palestine, and of the federation itself

    the President would serve as the chief of state and head of government, assisted by three vice presidents and a Prime Minister. The National Assembly will have guaranteed representation of Palestinian, Israeli, Jordanian and Jerusalem residents.  Each State would have its own State assembly, and the bigger cities would have their own city councils.

    All residents will be considered citizens of the Federation and can reside and work anywhere in the Federation but would pay taxes and vote in their home state. Overseas residents would the right to vote absentee.

    A common market, currency,  foreign policy, foreign trade relations, military, with multilingual governance (Arabic, English and Hebrew.)

    Three official languages, -Arabic, English and Hebrew.

    Right of return for both Jews and Palestinians, adjudicated by a land claims court

    Mandatory public service for youth, with military and civilian options

    Universities teaching in English, welcoming international students

    Religious pluralism, with Islam, Christianity, and Judaism recognized and supported, including the right to not observe these religions or any religion.

    ✉️ Letter to President Trump, Secretary Rubio

     

    Dear President Trump, Secretary Rubio,

    I am a retired Foreign Service Officer. Though I never served in the Middle East, I volunteered for Yemen and have followed the peace process for decades.

    I urge you to convene a new Camp David summit — but this time, invite Saudi Arabia, Jordan, Egypt, Iraq, Iran, Israel, and Palestine,  the EU and perhaps China, India and Russia. The goal will be to create a Trans-Jordan federation to replace the existing states of Israel,  Jeresulum,  Jordon,and Palestine, thus ending the war in Gaza, and the West Bank through a just and fair new political arrangement, providing a state for Palestine, Israel, Jerusalem and Jordon.

    🔄 Why a Federation?

    The two-state solution has long been the diplomatic default. But it’s been undermined by settlements, extremism, and geopolitical inertia. A federation offers:

    Shared sovereignty without erasure

    Economic interdependence to reduce incentives for conflict

    Cultural pluralism that reflects the region’s complexity

    A framework for gradual reconciliation, not forced separation

    Announce that the Trans Jordon Federation would recognize Islam, Christianity, and Judaism as official religions with state support, but individuals would be free to practice any religion or no religion.

    Announce that the Federation Capitol would be Jerusalem, which will also be the capital of Israel, and Palestine, the Jordanian capital would remain in Aman.

    Jews and Palestinians would have the right to return. A special land claims court would judge land disputes.

    There would be a common market, a common currency, a common foreign policy, foreign trade relations, joint military,  common international sports teams, and a federal government plus four State governments.

    Schools would teach Arabic, Hebrew, and English, and an optional fourth language including  Chinese, French, German, Japanese and and Spanish.  The schools would, though, be either Arabic, Hebrew, or English (international school).   The universities would mostly teach in English for the benefit of international students, who would make up to 25% of the student body. The goal would be for all citizens to be either trilingual or multilingual.

    All government documents would be published in Arabic, Hebrew, and English. Government business would be conducted in Arabic, Hebrew, and English. With AI translation, this should be easy to implement.

    Three years of public service will be required from age 18 to age 26 with each year a certain percentage being drafted.  Most would serve in the military but some would do alternative service in Federal, state, or local government service.  The terms of service could be extended once to a maximum of six years.   All training programs would provide college credit.

    Officers would serve their basic service and then be admitted to the military training program or a ROTC program. Same thing for NCOs.

    Saudi Arabia, Egypt, Iran, and Iraq would immediately recognize the new state.  Iran would explicitly recognize the right of Israel to exist.

    The new state would take over the Israeli, and Jordanian seats at the UN and international organizations.

    The Federal government would consist of a president and three vice presidents.  Either the President or vice President would be from Israel, the other vice presidents would be from Jordan, Palestine, or Jerusalem.  At the first presidential election, the decision would be made on a random basis on which state the President must come from, they must either be an Israeli or a Jordanian, Palestinian, or Jerusalem citizen.   Then the next election the presidency would rotate until an Israel, Palestine, and Jerusalem person has served as President the cycle would repeat.

    The national assembly would have reserved seats for each of the four states with 50 percent reserved for Israel, and 50 percent reserved for the other states.  The President and National Assembly would serve single six-year terms with one re-election permitted.

    Israel would offer a land swap with Palestine.  Israel would create a land bridge to the Gaza Strip and expand the Gaza Strip to become the port and airport for the Palestinian state.  Israel would give up 10 to 20 percent of their land, as would Palestine.  The settlements will be frozen but would be considered to be part of the new Palestinian state, but with considerable local autonomy, including having Hebrew language public schools.

    🧭 Final Thoughts

    I am not an expert on the Middle East. My career focused on East Asia. But I believe that imagination is a form of diplomacy, and that peace requires new maps.

    Let the Transjordan Federation be born from diplomacy, not despair.

    Sincerely,

    John (Jake) Cosmos Aller

    Retired US State Department Foreign Service Officer

    🧠 Why This Matters Now

    France’s recognition of Palestine — the first by a G7 nation — has fractured Western consensus. Macron’s move is seen by some as a symbolic lifeline for diplomacy, and by others as a reward for terrorism.

     

    🇺🇸 U.S. Right-Wing Response

    Secretary of State Marco Rubio called the move “reckless” and “a slap in the face to the victims of October 7th”

    Ambassador Mike Huckabee suggested France “carve out a Palestinian state from the French Riviera”

    President Trump dismissed the plan, proposing instead a U.S. takeover of Gaza — dubbed the “Riviera of the Middle East” by critics

     

    🇮🇱 Israeli Reaction

     

    Prime Minister Netanyahu condemned Macron’s decision as “a launch pad to annihilate Israel”

    Defense Minister Israel Katz called it “a disgrace and a surrender to terrorism”

     

    🌍 Middle East & European Views

     

    Saudi Arabia welcomed the move as “historic”

    Spain praised France for “protecting the two-state solution”

    Germany and the UK remain cautious, citing concerns over Hamas and regional stability

    🟥 Left-Wing Perspectives

    These sources generally support Palestinian recognition and critique Israeli policy.

    1. Middle East Monitor
      Summary: Reports on the New Popular Front’s electoral victory and pledge to recognize Palestine “as quickly as possible.”
      URL: https://www.middleeastmonitor.com/20240709-left-wing-french-alliance-vows-to-recognise-palestine-as-quickly-as-possible/
    2. Daily Sabah
      Summary: Covers Jean-Luc Mélenchon’s vow to recognize Palestine following the left-wing coalition’s success.
      URL: https://www.dailysabah.com/world/europe/french-left-wing-leader-melenchon-vows-to-recognize-palestine
    3. FDD (Flash Brief)
      Summary: Details the left-wing coalition’s platform, including ICC support and arms embargoes on Israel.
      URL: https://www.fdd.org/analysis/2024/07/08/victorious-left-wing-coalition-in-france-pushes-for-immediate-recognition-of-palestinian-state/

     

    🟦 Right-Wing Perspectives

     

    These sources express strong opposition to France’s move, citing security risks and support for Hamas.

    1. France 24
      Summary: U.S. Secretary of State Marco Rubio calls the decision “reckless”; Israel condemns it as “a reward for terror.”
      URL: https://www.france24.com/en/middle-east/20250725-us-strongly-rejects-french-plan-to-recognise-palestine-saudis-hail-historic-decision
    2. FDD (Flash Brief)
      Summary: Argues that recognition would trigger U.S. funding cuts to the UN and embolden Hamas.
      URL: https://www.fdd.org/analysis/2025/07/25/frances-macron-announces-intent-to-recognize-palestinian-state/
    3. USA Today
      Summary: Highlights backlash from Israel and the U.S., including Netanyahu’s claim that Palestine seeks to replace Israel.
      URL: https://www.usatoday.com/story/news/world/2025/07/25/french-plan-to-recognize-palestinian-state-draws-fire-from-israel-us/85369390007/

     

    🟨 Centrist / Mixed Perspectives

    These sources offer balanced reporting, including diplomatic context and international reactions.

    1. The Independent (UK)
      Summary: Macron’s announcement and its implications for France’s role in the Middle East and UN diplomacy.
      URL: https://www.independent.co.uk/news/world/europe/france-recognise-palestinian-state-un-macron-b2795634.html
    2. Al-Monitor
      Summary: Explains France’s motivations, symbolic impact, and potential ripple effects across Europe.
      URL: https://www.al-monitor.com/originals/2025/07/explainer-why-france-recognising-palestinian-statehood-and-who-else-has
    3. Deutsche Welle (DW)
      Summary: Covers Macron’s announcement, reactions from Israel and Hamas, and broader diplomatic fallout.
      URL: https://www.dw.com/en/middle-east-france-to-formally-recognize-palestinian-state/live-73394822

     

    📜 Middle East War Choka

     

    watching morning news
    war in the middle east
    congressional breakdown

     

    drinking my coffee
    transfixed watching the war
    both sides blame each other

    will peace ever come?

    hard to see beyond hate
    neither can get beyond that

     

    in the end, they must
    embrace two-state solution

    many will die before then

     

    France’s recognition of Palestine may not end the war. But it may reopen the door to ideas like this — hybrid, hopeful, and hard to dismiss.

    🗺️ Proposed Map: The Transjordan Federation

     

    To help readers visualize the concept, here’s a hypothetical map of a unified Israeli-Palestinian federal state from the early 2030s. It shows:

    Israel and Palestine as distinct but federated entities

    A land bridge connecting Gaza and the West Bank

    Jerusalem as a shared capital

    Jordan integrated into the federation with Amman as its state capital

    📆 Timeline of Peace Efforts and Turning Points

    Here’s a condensed timeline to situate your proposal within the broader arc of diplomacy:

     

    Year

    Event Impact
    1947 UN Partition Plan Proposed two states; rejected by Arab states
    1967 Six-Day War Israel occupies Gaza, West Bank, East Jerusalem
    1978–79 Camp David Accords & Egypt-Israel Peace Treaty First Arab-Israeli peace deal; sidelined Palestinians
    1993–95 Oslo Accords I & II Mutual recognition; Palestinian Authority created
    2002 Arab Peace Initiative Proposed full normalization in exchange for withdrawal
    2020 Abraham Accords UAE, Bahrain normalize ties with Israel; no Palestinian input
    2024 France announces recognition of Palestine Revives global debate on two-state viability
    2025 Proposal for Transjordan Federation gains traction Hybrid solution re-enters discourse amid regional fatigue

    For a deeper dive, PBS offers a comprehensive timeline of Israeli-Palestinian peace efforts that tracks diplomacy from Oslo to Gaza.

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  • Gun VIolence in South Korea Vrs in the US

    Gun VIolence in South Korea Vrs in the US

    Gun Violence in South Korea VRS in the U.S.

    Guns KIll People

    Letter to Ted Cruz Regarding Guns

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    🔫 Trigger Warning: Guns, Drama, and the Crossfire of Culture

    In South Korea’s electrifying 2024 drama Trigger (트리거), bullets don’t just shatter glass — they fracture society. The show imagines a near-future Korea where firearms are outlawed, but illegal guns mysteriously appear at citizens’ doorsteps. What follows is an unraveling of personal traumas, institutional failures, and the fragile line between justice and chaos.

    In the United States, we don’t have to imagine such a future — it’s already here.

    🎬 The Premise: Korea’s Fictional Gun Epidemic

    Trigger stars Kim Nam-gil as Lee Do, an ex-sniper turned police officer, and Kim Young-kwang as Moon Baek, a morally unhinged arms broker. As guns filter into homes and hands, the nation teeters on civil collapse. Episode by episode, the series exposes the psychological “triggers” that lead ordinary people to pull the literal one.

    Mass shootings, school violence, revenge fantasies, state corruption — Trigger isn’t escapist drama. It’s reflective fiction, wrapped in adrenaline.

    🌏 A Tale of Two Nations

    So why is gun violence far more prevalent in the U.S. than in South Korea?

    🇺🇸 The American Arsenal

    • 393 million guns in civilian hands — that’s more than one per person.
    • Constitutional protections for gun ownership have created a culture of normalization.
    • Over 600 mass shootings recorded in a single year.
    • Gun access is decentralized, often unregulated across states.

    🇰🇷 South Korea’s Tight Control

    • Guns are considered dangerous tools, not personal rights.
    • Civilians must store firearms at local police stations.
    • Less than 1% of the population owns guns, legally.
    • Mandatory military service trains nearly all men in firearm use — but they return home without them.

    Yet despite these controls, Korea isn’t untouched by violence. A handful of tragic shootings — Woo Bum-kon’s 1982 rampage among them — reveal that even in a nation with low gun access, psychological instability and institutional gaps can prove lethal.

    💰 Market Forces: Legal vs Illegal Weapons

    In the U.S., one can buy a legal firearm for as low as $300. In Korea, black-market guns are rare and can cost up to $5,000, with high personal risk. Illicit gun trade exists, but is heavily policed and socially condemned.

    🧑‍🎤 Korean Immigrants in the U.S. — An Unwritten Chapter

    Statistically, Korean Americans are not significantly represented in mass shooting incidents. In fact, they’re one of the least likely demographic groups to be involved, reinforcing the idea that access — not ethnicity — drives violence.

    🎯 Gun Violence in K-Drama Storytelling

    Beyond Trigger, Korean dramas use gun violence sparingly — but symbolically.

    Title Korean Synopsis
    Signal 시그널 Cold-case detectives solve crimes via a time-traveling radio; gun violence tied to police failure
    Flower of Evil 악의 꽃 A man hides his criminal past; guns emerge as symbolic climax
    Voice 보이스 Call center tracks serial killers; guns become emotional tools rather than casual weapons
    Taxi Driver 모범택시 A revenge-driven vigilante offers justice to the exploited, wielding firearms only when morality permits

    These dramas reflect Korea’s cultural unease with firearms. Guns are not props — they’re disruptions, signifiers of a social break.

    📚 From Script to Society

    If Trigger were adapted to the U.S., it might lose its allegorical sharpness — not because the themes are irrelevant, but because Americans have long stopped being shocked by a gun on the kitchen counter. Where Trigger plays with the idea of sudden armament as a societal infection, an American version might resemble a mirror too accurate — or a satire too close to truth.

    Lee Do’s climactic choice — to hug a child holding a gun instead of shooting — is a poetic inversion of real-world responses. In a nation defined by “Stand Your Ground” laws, could empathy disarm the conflict?

    ✍️ Final Shot

    Gun violence isn’t just a statistic. It’s a trigger — emotional, political, personal. And in blending fiction with reality, Trigger offers what satire does best: a chance to see ourselves from the outside and ask, “What have we normalized?”

     

    🇺🇸 vs 🇰🇷 Gun Violence: A Comparative Lens

    🔍 Why Is Gun Violence So Much Greater in the U.S. Than in Korea?

    • Access & Culture:
    • The U.S. has a deeply entrenched gun culture tied to constitutional rights (Second Amendment), self-defense, and individual liberty. South Korea, by contrast, treats gun ownership as a privilege, not a right.
    • Numbers Tell the Story:

      • U.S.: ~120 guns per 100 residents
      • South Korea: ~1.1 guns per 100 residents
    • Homicide Rates:

      • U.S.: ~4.7 intentional homicides per 100,000 people
      • South Korea: ~0.6 per 100,000
    • Mass Shootings: The U.S. has hundreds annually; Korea has had fewer than a dozen in the past 50 years

    🎯 Military & Civilian Gun Use in Korea

    • Mandatory Military Service:

      • Nearly all Korean men undergo firearms training during their 18–24 months of service
      • Training typically includes rifles, not handguns
    • Shooting Ranges:

    • Civilian shooting is tightly controlled
    • Ranges like Myeongdong and Gangnam offer supervised shooting with strict ammo tracking
    • Tourists and locals can fire pistols, but only under staff supervision

    🦌 Hunting Popularity: Korea vs U.S.

    Metric South Korea United States
     

    Legal hunting rifles

    Allowed with a license Widely available
    Popularity Niche, seasonal Cultural tradition
    Game hunted Wild boar, pheasant Deer, turkey, elk, waterfowl
    Participation rate Very low ~8.4% of the population hunts

    🔥 Major Mass Shootings in Korea

    While rare, Korea has experienced a few notable incidents:

    Year Incident Firearm Source
    1982 Woo Bum-kon rampage (56 killed)
    2007 Gangneung shooting (3 killed) Hunting rifle
    2011 Marine Corps shooting (4 killed) Military-issued rifle
    2015 Army base shooting (2 killed)  

     

     

     

    • The Korean Times Headline put the Woo Bom Kon Rampage as “Drunken GI Goes on Rampage and Blows Himself.” Dropping the up makes the headline absurdly funny to foreign readers!
    • Most firearms were obtained through military or police channels, not civilian ownership
    • Guns in K-dramas often signal emotional trauma, revenge, or institutional collapse, rather than everyday crime

    🎯 Trigger latest Gun Violence Drama Rocks Korea

    Title in Korean

    Review of K Drama Trigger

    • 트리거 (Teurigeo) — Romanized as “Trigger,” it literally means “trigger,” but metaphorically evokes the emotional and societal tipping points explored in the series.

    🔥 Overall Synopsis

    Set in a near-future South Korea where firearms are banned, Trigger imagines a chilling scenario: illegal guns begin flooding the country, delivered anonymously to ordinary citizens. The story follows:

    • Lee Do (Kim Nam-gil), a former military sniper turned police officer, haunted by trauma and committed to justice.
    • Moon Baek (Kim Young-kwang), a charismatic arms broker with a messianic complex and a plan to destabilize society.

    As gun violence escalates, the drama interrogates moral ambiguity, systemic failure, and the psychological “triggers” that push people to the edge.

    📺 Episode-by-Episode Breakdown (Highlights)

    Episode Summary
    1 A mentally unstable student, Yoo Jung-tae, receives an illegal firearm and goes on a shooting spree. Lee Do begins investigating the source of the weapons.
    2 Multiple subplots emerge: a sex offender receives a gun, a bullied student is coerced into theft, and Lee Do meets Moon Baek.
    3 A high-octane chase and shootout reveal Lee Do’s military past. Moon Baek’s motives remain murky.
    4 Mrs. Oh, a grieving mother, receives a gun and contemplates revenge. Lee Do confronts Jeong-man’s gang.
    5 Moon Baek’s backstory unfolds—he was trafficked as a child and radicalized. His plan to destabilize Korea becomes clearer.
    6 A school shooting orchestrated by Moon Baek shocks the nation. Gyu-jin and Yeong-dong, bullied students, become pawns in his scheme.
    7–9 The conspiracy deepens. Lee Do uncovers ties to an international arms syndicate. Moon Baek manipulates public sentiment.
    10 At a mass rally, Moon Baek tries to provoke nationwide violence. Lee Do chooses empathy over vengeance, embracing a child with a gun. The image goes viral, halting the chaos.

    🎭 Cast List

    Actor Role Description
    Kim Nam-gil Lee Do Ex-sniper turned cop, stoic and haunted
    Kim Young-kwang Moon Baek Arms dealer with a dual personality
    Woo Ji-hyun Yoo Jung-tae Student with mental illness
    Park Hoon Koo Jeong-man Gang handler
    Kim Won-hae Cho Hyeon-sik Police sergeant, father figure to Lee Do
    Gil Hae-yeon Oh Gyeong-suk Grieving mother
    Jang Dong-joo Jang Sun-gyeong Guest role (Ep. 1–4)
    Park Yoon-ho Park Gyu-jin Bullied student
    Others Various guest roles Including gang members, police chiefs, and victims

    💬 Notable Quotes

    • Moon Baek: “All I did was hand them a gun. It’s up to them whether they pull the trigger.”
    • Lee Do: “Wouldn’t pulling a 5-millimeter trigger in pursuit of revenge spread fear in the minds of many?”
    • Captain Jo: “How did you bear this pain at such a young age?” — Lee Do: “It was all thanks to you, Captain.”

    These lines encapsulate the show’s moral tension and emotional depth.

    📚 Literary Reputation & Themes

    • Critical Acclaim: Praised for its bold premise and emotional resonance. Critics highlight its refusal to offer easy answers and its exploration of societal collapse through individual trauma.
    • Themes:
    • Moral ambiguity: No clear heroes or villains.

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